An angel of mercy.--Amid the desolation and sadness of war, there is a beautiful angel of mercy which spreads her healing wings above the most desolate scene.
Before this angel, the iron tramp of serried hosts breathes a softer music, and the unrelenting heart of vengeance and hate beats slower and calmer.
This angel is gentle woman.
Although not wanting in true patriotison, not backward in making sacrifices for her country's honor and welfare, yet is her ear ever opened to the call of distress, and her heart quick to bleed at the aspect of suffering humanity.
These remarks have been called forth by facts just presented us in regard to the last hours of our young friend Mr. A. C. Lane
, member of the Thirty-eighth regiment Indiana Volunteers, whose death we announced as having taken place in Louisville, Ky.
, last week, and whose parents reside in Lockport
was taken very sick with malignant fever, and was sent immediately to the hospital in Louisville
, where he would have remained and died, perhaps, without the knowledge of his friends, had it not been for an angel of mercy, in the person of a young lady.
This young lady was in the habit of visiting the hospital to administer to the wants of the sick soldiers.
The condition of young Lane
attracted her attention, and she ordered him removed to her own father's house, where the most assiduous care and the kindest attention were paid him until the hour of his death.
We wish we could write the name of this young lady.
She was the daughter of loyal parents, whose hearts beat for the Union
Such touching incidents as these must serve to strengthen the cords of tenderness and sympathy which bind the Northern
patriot's heart to those loyal spirits in the South
who are still true to the Stars and Stripes.--Lockport