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So far, very good. Here was the will-now for the way. At first sight not a foot of it appeared, but that didn't matter, for the Periwinkles are a hopeful race; their crest is an anchor, with threecock-a-doodles crowing atop. They all wear rose-colored spectacles, and are lineal descendants ofthe inventor of aerial architecture. An hour's conversation on the subject set the whole family in ablaze of enthusiasm. A model hospital was erected, and each member had accepted an honorablepost therein. The paternal P. was chaplain, the maternal P. was matron, and all the youthful P.s filledthe pod of futurity with achievements whose brilliancy eclipsed the glories of the present and thepast. Arriving at this satisfactory conclusion, the meeting adjourned, and the fact that MissTribulation was available as army nurse went abroad on the wings of the wind.In a few days a townswoman heard of my desire, approved of it, and brought about an interviewwith one of the sisterhood which I wished to join, who was at home on a furlough, and able andwilling to satisfy all inquiries. A morning chat with Miss General S.-we hear no end of Mrs.Generals, why not a Miss?-produced three results: I felt that I could do the work, was offered aplace, and accepted it, promising not to desert, but stand ready to march on Washington at an hour'snotice.