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 only child. Was she to be left to the mercy of the parricidal wretches who were attempting to destroy the country that had given them birth, nursed their infancy, and opened a wide field for them to display the abilities with which nature had endowed them? “Mr. Bradley,” said his rescuer, after a short pause, “as you leave the State it will be necessary, in these troublous times, for Mattie to have a protector, and I have thought that our marriage had better take place to-night.” “Well, John,” he said, as he relinquished his embrace and gazed with a fond look at her who was so dear to him, “I shall not object, if Mattie is willing.” “Oh! We arranged that as we came along,” replied the young man. Mattie blushed, but said nothing. In a short time the hunted-down minister was called upon to perform a marriage service in that lone house It was an impressive scene. Yet no diamonds glittered upon the neck of the bride; no pearls looped up her tresses; but a pure love glowed within her heart as she gave utterance to a vow which was registered in heaven. Bradley, soon after the ceremony, bade his daughter and her husband an affectionate farewell, and set out with his friends to join others who had been driven from their homes, and were now rallying under the old flag to fight for the Union, and, as they said, “Redeem old Tennessee!”
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