haplain, eminently patriotic.

At the commencement of the war Miss Jones freely gave of her means to
equip the companies which were organized in her own neighborhood, and
when the news came of the death of her brave oldest brother, although
for a time shocked by the occurrence, she at once devoted her time and
means to relieve the wants of the suffering. She attached herself to the
Filbert Street Hospital in Philadelphia, and thither she went for weeks
and months, regardless of her own comfort or health. Naturally of a
bright and cheerful disposition, she carried these qualities into her
work, and wherever she went she dispensed joy and gladness, and the
sick men seemed to welcome her presence. One who had abundant means of
observing, bears testimony to the power of her brave heart and her
pleasant winning smile. He says, "I have often seen her sit and talk
away the pain, and make glad the heart of the wounded." Nor did she
weary in well-doing. Her services at the hospital were constant and
efficient, and when she heard of any sick soldier in her village she
would visit him there and procure medicine and comforts for him.

In the fall of 1864 she accompanied a friend to Fortress Monroe to meet
his sick and wounded son, and thus was led to see more of the sufferings
of our brave patriots. On returning home she expressed a wish to go to
the front, and although dissuaded on account of her delicate health, she
felt it to be her duty to go, and accordingly on the 2d of November,
1864, she started on her errand of mercy, to City Point, Va., the
Headquarters of General Grant. The same untiring energy, the same
forgetfulness of self, the same devotion to the sick and wounded, were
exhibited by her in this new and arduous field of labor. She became
attached to the Third Division Second Corps Hospital of the Army of the
Potomac, and at once secured the warm affections of the soldiers.

She continued her work with unremitting devotion until the latter part
of November, when she had an attack of pleurisy, caused no doubt, by her
over exertions in preparing for the soldiers a Thanksgiving Dinner. On
her partial recovery she wrote to a friend, describing her tent and its
accommodations. She said: "When I was sick, I did want some home
comforts; my straw bed was very hard. But even that difficulty was met.
A kind lady procured some pillows from the Christian Commission, and
sewed them together, and made me a soft bed. _But I did not