Y. Zimmermann
by Richard Anderson
It was in the summer of 1863 that I first became acquainted with Mr. Zimmermann. The acquaintance never ripened into friendship. Just as we were beginning to know each other fully, his naturally retiring disposition asserted itself, and the treasures of a remarkable experience were only partially revealed to me. He was a man of decided character and originality, of whom many intelligent persons would be glad to know more.
The circumstances under which I met him were very peculiar. So far as they only concern Y. Z. and myself, I will relate them without reserve; but there are “reasons of state,” or reasons of city rather, for being a little indefinite in regard to some of the persons and places connected with the story.
At the time I have mentioned (1863), I was private secretary to the mayor of ––––, one of the largest seaboard cities in the United States. Whatever importance the office had, was due mainly to the war in which the country was then engaged. The mayor was expected to keep a fatherly eye on all his patriotic subjects who went forth to do battle or draw their bounties. If Mrs. Moroney failed to receive her letters and remittances regularly from Private Moroney, she came to “His Honor” about it; and when an aggravated case of neglect was shown, an official letter was sent to the captain of the company in which Private P. Moroney was serving, inquiring after the welfare of that item to the credit of the city’s quota. Or if that noble defender himself became anxious about his family, he employed his leisure time in writing letters to the mayor. Moroney, having been a member of several organizations which annually brandished a dinner knife in the… Read More