An Incident Of The War

" I was with Grant "-the stranger said aid the farmer : " Say 110 more, Uut rest thee liere at my cottage porch, For tiiy fect are weary aiul sore." " I ivas with Grant the stranger said ; Sakl the farmer : " Nuy, no more - 1 prlthee st at my frugal board, And eat ol my hunible storo. " How fat'es'my boy - my soldier boy, Ol the oíd XSinth Anny Corp i I warrant te boro hlin gnjlaqtJy Iu the smoke and the battle's roar." " I know liim not," said tlie aged man, " And, as I remarked before, 1 was with Grant"- "Nay, nay, I know," unid the farmer, " Say no more ; " He fell in battle- I sec, alas ! Tnou dld'st smooch these tldings o'er - Nay; speak thc triitli, whatever it be, Tliough it rcud my bosom'a core. " HoT fell he ; with bis face to thc foe, Upjboldlqg the flaf; he bore ? ü ! say not that íny boy disgraced The uniform that he wore ?" " I can not tell,"said the aged man, " And should linve remarked before, That I was with Grant - in Illinois - tio;ne turee years beforo the war." Then the farmer sake him never a word, But beat with his flst full .sore, That agert man who had worked for Graut Soiac three years before the war.