The Literary Age; Monthly. Literature, Science, Education Volume . 2, 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 edition. Excerpt: ... for though they literally knew nothing of us, yet all shrewdly guessed who and what we were, and where bound. It was with truly thankful hearts that we entered a restaurant connected with the depot and ordered a supper of oysters. I coffee and beef-steak, of which we quietly partook, afraid even to speak, and then adjourned to the reception room to await an hour later for the Baltimore train. In that large, dismal room I felt completely isolated from the world, though surrounded by a crowd. I was afraid to move, much less to speak to any one. Mr. S. occasionally raised the monotony by walking once or twice the length of the room, but as there was nothing striking M his appearance or dress, his overcoatJbeing quite the style, I entertained no fears in regard to him, until he whispered: "I see a detective in the room whom I have known in Virginia; if he sees me I am lost." i shuddered, and my heart sank within me; but the hour of the departure of the train had arrived, and we drew a long breath as the fiery horse sped us quickly out of sight and sound of that dreaded city. With still greater feelings of relief we passed through Baltimore, as all Southerners were strictly watched and suspicioned at that time. But how happy I was, and with what joyfulness could I have sung a pean of praise to that kind, watchful eye and hand who had preserved us from the numerous dangdrs which had crossed our paths all that day. With bright, buoyant hearts, yet tired bodies, we entered Philadelphia In the wee hours of the night--say three o'clock--and drove to the La Pierre House, then kept by the Ward Brothers, than whom no truer, nobler souls ever lived. There under that hospitable roof we rested for a week, seeking out some old friends and spending the...