One of the Romances of the War.
--A sprightly newspaper correspondent has given the public the following among the incidents of the war:
A few years ago Sir John Musgrave
, of England
, and his beautiful daughter, visited New York, bringing with them the prestige of a good name, and wearing the livery of exceeding gracefulness and refinement of manners.
They were feted and caressed by the merchant princes of the great commercial metropolis.
The daughter won the heart of the gallant son of Henry Grinnell
, the generous and noble-hearted merchant of New York who has been, and is now, the unflinching and dauntless friend of the South
, and who has defied the Lincoln Government
in the expression of a bold and manly opinion in our behalf, and in the manifestation of the most substantial aid and comfort to our cause.
Sir John and his daughter returned to England
soon thereafter; his daughter accompanied Florence Nightingale
to the Crimea, and was the constant companion day and night of that angel of mercy, in her ministrations to the dying and wounded soldiers in the Crimean war. On her return to England
met her in London
, and they were married, where they settled, enjoying all the luxuries and elegancies of life, which the princely wealth of their fathers could so well afford them.
--, of Virginia
, had often met Miss Musgrave
in New York, and whilst passing down the street in Richmond
suddenly and unexpectedly met her. ‘ "Mercy!"’ exclaimed Col.--, ‘"I would as soon have expected to see an angel from Heaven!
Pray, Miss Musgrave
, how came you here?"’
Her story was soon told with most unaffected simplicity.
‘"After leaving New York," ’ said she, ‘"I returned to England
and went with Florence Nightingale
to the Crimea.
On my return home I married Mr. Grinnell
, and on the breaking out of the war in America
, my husband avowed his determination to link his fortunes with the South
; and I accompanied him. He soon raised a company — fitted them out at an expense to himself of fifteen thousand dollars--preferred that some one of more experience than himself should be captain, taking for himself a lieutenancy, and he has gone to fight for the South
, and I am here in one of the hospitals of Richmond
caring the best I can for the wounded and dying soldiers of the Confederacy
."’ And she passed on — the Florence Nightingale