A volunteer Chaplain protecting a Lone woman.
--A correspondent of the Traveller, writing from Fortress Monroe, says:‘ ‘"Chaplains here are not in very good odor just now. They don't seem to be fitted to the peculiarity of their position. One went on the Big Bethel expedition. He consented to go to a house near by and get some bedding for the wounded. He did not return in time — and when another person was detailed for the purpose, he was found sitting quietly in the house talking with a pretty Secession woman. His apology was that he thought the unprotected female should not be left alone! He has been sent home."’
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