When the battle was over our new acquaintance turned to me, and removing the shield from her wrist, held it out. I did not know the significance of her act, but judged that it was but a form of expressing her gratitude to me. I afterward learned that it symbolized the offering of a woman's life i...
My first recollection of Captain Carter is of the few months she spent at my mother's home in Virginia, just prior to the opening of the civil war. I was then a child of but five years, yet I well remember the tall, dark, smooth-faced, athletic woman whom I called Aunt Jack. She seemed always to ...
Often had I pondered on the odd instructions she had left me governing the construction of her mighty tomb, and especially those parts which directed that she be laid in an OPEN casket and that the ponderous mechanism which controlled the bolts of the vault's huge door be accessible ONLY FROM THE...