Stephen was here yesterday, wild to go with the 8d Zouaves, but I promised his father to use my influence--and he _is_ too young--although it is very fine and chivalrous of him to wish to go.
"I thought I would write you a little note, to remind you that I am at home, and already it has become a letter.

Please remember--when you think of it at all--that it would give me pleasure to receive you.
"Sincerely yours, "AILSA PAIGE." Toward the end of the week she received a heart-broken note from Celia Craig, which caused her to hasten over to Brooklyn.

She arrived late; the streets were continually blocked by departing troops, and the omnibus took a circuitous course to the ferry, going by way of Fourth Avenue and the Bowery.
"Honey-bee! O Honey-bell!" whispered her sister-in-law, taking Ailsa into her arms, "I could have behaved myse'f better if Curt were on the side of God and Justice!--But to have to let him go this way--to know the awful danger--to know he is going against my own people, my own home--against God and the Right!--O Honey-bird! Honey-bud! And the Charleston _Mercury_ says that the South is most bitter against the Zouaves----" "Curt! With the Zouaves!" "Oh yes, yes, Honey-bee! The Third Regiment.

And he--some wicked old men came here yesterday and read a speech--right befo' me--here in this ve'y room--and began to say that they wished him to be colonel of the 3d Zouaves, and that the Governor wished it and--other fools! And I rose straight up f'om my chair and I said, 'Curt!' And he gave me one look.

Oh, Honey-bud! His face was changed; there was _that same thing_ in it that I saw the night the news came about Sumter! And he said: 'Gentlemen, my country educated me; now it honours me.' And I tried to speak again and my lips were stiff; and then he said: 'I accept the command you offer----'" "Oh, Celia!" "Yes, he said it, darling! I stood there, frozen--in a corner of my heart I had been afraid--such a long time!--but to have it come real--'this terror!--to have this thing take my husband--come into our own home befo' I knew--befo' I dreamed--and take Curt!--take -- my--Curt!" "Where is he ?" "With--_them_.