An army correspondent gives the following narrative of the manner in which a Confederate soldier in Mississippi escaped the clutches of the Yankees: “While dwelling upon the subject of ladies, and the purifying influence of ladies’ society, I will take occasion to mention, for the benefit of the fastidious, an adventure of two nice and accomplished young ladies, together with a young gentleman well versed in gallantry. Not long since, mon cher M., of this brigade, while in the vicinity of the Federal encampments, took occasion to put up for the night at the house of an old acquaintance, where he had often called to enjoy a pleasant repast with the young ladies. During the night, the Federals, learning his whereabouts, approached the house, creating a bluster everywhere, save in our young hero’s apartment. He soundly slept, and continued to sleep, as if on ‘beds of roses,’ unconscious of approaching danger, until the young ladies, panic-stricken on his account, rushed, en dishabille, into his room, and awoke him from his slumbers.

“But the Federals had advanced too far for him to make his escape in the front, and there was no window or door in the rear. How then was his escape to be effected? Reader, the young ladies instituted a plan unprecedented in the history of military operations. When the old lady discovered he could not escape by running, she rushed in, crying, ‘Girls! we must do something–the Federals are already in the passage.’ No sooner said than done. The young ladies leaped in bed with our young hero, one on each side, completely concealing his head, and thereby causing the search of the Federals to be fruitless. They looked into every nook, and under every bed in the house, not excepting the one occupied by the hero; but the young Confederate scout was nowhere to be found. How much better than to have suffered him to be murdered or imprisoned for years in a felon’s cell! So we say; but the mystery to us is, why they did not think of looking in the bed, as well as under it.”

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