A pleasant Incident.--A few days ago, as Gen. Buell was riding on horseback through the streets of Nashville, an aristocratic lady, a Mrs. W., living in a fine, large house, stood at an open door or window, waved a rebel flag toward him, and cried: “Hurrah for Jeff. Davis and the Southern Confederacy!”
The General reined in his horse, turned toward the lady, touched his hat with all the courtesy and suavity for which he is remarkable, and surveying the fine house from top to bottom with the eye of a connoisseur, quietly remarked: “An excellent house for a hospital.”
In less than two hours, every room was full of sick soldiers, and Mrs. W. was politely requested to take kind care of them.
We heartily congratulate her upon her blessed privilege of ministering to the needs of suffering patriots.
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