turned and came back, and the whistle blew again, when we walked out into the road in front of the horses, a fine pair of grays. The young man on the driver's seat threw open the door, and we stepped in and took the front seat, the other being occupied by his sisters, and a young lady from the city of Philadelphia, sitting by the driver. We had a delightful moonlight ride of about twelve or fifteen miles, and at the same time had been furnished funds enough to supply our needs until we should reach Old Virginia. We then took leave of our friends, they returning to their home, and we continuing on our way to Baltimore. Should this be seen by one of the above persons, I would be very glad to hear from them. I have for a long time—ever since the war—wanted to write to young Mr. P., or his sisters, or Miss ——, of the city of Philadelphia, but failed to remember their address, and, although I made frequent inquiries, have so far failed to learn their postoffice.
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Roster of the Alstadt Grays .
The Keysville Guards.
Brilliant Page in history of War. From the Birmingham age-herald, February 4 , 1906 .
Was a Bloody fight.
The slaughter below the Heights .
Virginia Battlefield Park .
Mr. Leigh Robinson 's address.
New England forced slavery.
Constitution and the Constitution .
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