xed as the place to which he would bring his army
when his Maryland campaign was over.

It was with much regret that we had to give up our post of honor as
guard to the head of the army to take charge of sore-footed stragglers.
But a soldier's duty is to obey orders.

The army crossed the river into Maryland, and we were kept busy for a
week sending the stragglers toward Winchester.

Some bore wounds received in the battles mentioned, and their bandages
in many cases still showed the dried blood as evidence that they had not
always been stragglers. Some were sick, and some too lame to walk, and
it became necessary for us to go out among the farmers and procure
wagons to haul the disabled. In doing so, it was my duty to call on an
old Quaker family by the name of Janney, near Goose Creek meeting-house,
Loudoun county, and get his four-horse wagon and order it to Leesburg.
This I did in good soldier style, not appreciating the old adage that
"Chickens come home to roost."

After seeing the wagon on the road, accompanied by friend Janney, who
rode on horseback (the wagon being driven by his hired man), I went to
other farms, doing the same thing. And thus the lame, sick and
sore-footed and the rag-and-tag were pushed on, shoved on and hauled on
toward Winchester.

Some years after this I had occasion to visit the same spot, in company
with a young lady.

It was the Friends' quarterly meeting time at Goose Creek. We attended
the services, and, of course, were invited out to dinner. It fell to our
lot to dine at the home of friend Janney, from whom I had taken the
wagon. I did not recognize the house or the family until I was painfully
reminded of it in the following manner:

We were seated at a long table in the dining-room (I think there were at
least twenty at the table), and several young ladies were acting as
waitresses. I was quite bashful in those days, but was getting along
very nicely, until one of the young waitresses, perhaps with no
intention of embarrassing me, focusing her mild blue eyes upon mine,
said, "I think I recognize thee as one of the soldiers who took our
wagon and team for the use of Lee's army, en route for Maryland." I did
not look up, but felt that twice twenty eyes were centered on me. I
cannot recall what I said, but I am sure I pleaded guilty; besides, I
felt that all the blood in my body had gone to my face, and that every
drop was crying out, "Yes, he's the very fellow." It spoiled my