132 Sallie Russell 



martyrs, unheeded by the ones they serve and un- 

 thought of by even patriots and philanthropists. 



The new and terrible work which Sallie was 

 forced to do was bad enough, but it was not the 

 worst of her troubles. She had discovered there was 

 such a thing as evil in the world, and it hurt her 

 sensitive nature terribly. She had always been 

 treated with kindness, and felt that mankind were 

 her friends. Now not a word of kindness greeted 

 her ears ; and this was a painful revelation to her. 

 A highly-bred horse has a more sensitive nature than 

 many men and women. Thoroughbreds have been 

 known to pine away and die from the loss of a 

 friend. A harsh word has turned the current of 

 many a horse's nature for all time. The sudden 

 change in Sallie's life, the loss of friends, the contact 

 with brutality, all these things produced a nervous 

 and mental strain far more wearing than her physical 

 troubles. Poor, friendless, unhappy creature ! 



At roll-call in the Confederate prison one morn- 

 ing a Yankee prisoner was missing. No one knew 

 how he had escaped, but he could not be found 

 within the grounds. A detachment of cavalry was 



