It was a pleasure to hear him tell the story of the fights and movements his regiment had been engaged in.
He was a good observer and told his tale with boyish fervor.

Shortly after Wirz assumed command he took Red Cap into his office as an Orderly.
His bright face and winning manner; fascinated the women visitors at headquarters, and numbers of them tried to adopt him, but with poor success.

Like the rest of us, he could see few charms in an existence under the Rebel flag, and turned a deaf ear to their blandishments.
He kept his ears open to the conversation of the Rebel officers around him, and frequently secured permission to visit the interior of the Stockade, when he would communicate to us all that he has heard.
He received a flattering reception every time he cams in, and no orator ever secured a more attentive audience than would gather around him to listen to what he had to say.

He was, beyond a doubt, the best known and most popular person in the prison, and I know all the survivors of his old admirer; share my great interest in him, and my curiosity as to whether he yet lives, and whether his subsequent career has justified the sanguine hopes we all had as to his future.

I hope that if he sees this, or any one who knows anything about him, he will communicate with me.
There are thousands who will be glad to hear from him.
A most remarkable coincidence occurred in regard to this comrade.
Several days after the above had been written, and "set up," but before it had yet appeared in the paper, I received the following letter: ECKHART MINES, Alleghany County, Md., March 24.
To the Editor of the BLADE: Last evening I saw a copy of your paper, in which was a chapter or two of a prison life of a soldier during the late war.