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wink outen his canteen, and he got onto my shoulders. I did the walkin' for both, an' he did the navigatin'. An' ef he didn't make me carry him straight into a rebel Colonel's tent, a mile away, I'm a liar!"

pose with the infantry he had at command, but the General was not at all at loss, and did not think of retreat. He ordered his men to lie down in the wood, ready to rise up in a moment and deliver their fire. Then he ordered his cannoniers to fire a few rounds of ball, and afterwards a number of blank cartridge.

The Confederates, cautiously advancing, at once guessed that poor Sigel had got out of ammunition. Their commander, with a shout of triumph, gave the order to charge in a body upon what he thought were empty guns. But when the scream

Nerving his Hand One Instant More. On that memorable hill where the army of the Union paused in the last of the Seven Days' Battles and hurled back the shattered hosts of the enemy, a soldier lay gasping, while life ebbed away with his fast flowing blood. The roar of the battle was around him, and the dying man heard the sounds of the strife strangely inter- ing secessionists got within less than a mingled-it cannot be doubted-with those hundred yards of Sigel's guns, his cannonhome sounds that come to the ears of the iers were ordered to use grape and canisdeparting, in whatever scenes they meet ter, and fire as quickly and accurately as the final summons. For him the war was possible. over. To him peace was coming-the At the same moment the infantry rose, peace that passes human understanding. advanced out of the wood, and poured in It was in this solemn moment, the soldier their volleys upon the bewildered enemy. saw his General riding swiftly down into The result was not to be doubted. The the battle. The sight caused his ebbing Confederates, dismayed at the storm which life for one instant-only one-to flow tore their ranks in pieces at such close disbackward. Gathering his strength, the tance, halted, shook for a moment, then soldier seized his bloody cap in his freshly nerved hand, and raising it in the air waved it as the warrior passed him, cheered lustily, as of old in the camp when he was hale and strong, then smiled, laid his heal back on the sod, and went away forever from battle-fields and the sound of human strife. It was not the person of his commander alone that the soldier cheered-not the General merely, that the dying man recognized and loved even in death. the representative defender of the Ameri- brave officers who were mortally wounded can Union and of the American Constitu- in the battles of the Peninsula. While tion, the great cause for which men lay lying down breathing his last, in the agony dying, which inspired him. of his bodily suffering, a friend asked him if he had any message to send home. He replied

Out of Ammunition for a Time.

It was

The following is a specimen of Sigel's strategy at Pea Ridge: A considerable force of the Confederate army was sent to charge some batteries which Sigel had stationed a little in front of a wood. The force was somewhat too formidable to op

broke and fled with cries of horror, leaving their dead heaped upon the field. A young farmer lad, belonging to a dragoon regiment which was sent to charge upon the flying enemy, remarked, "They lay there like grass cut down by a scythe, in great swaths."

"God bless the old Fla-."

Major Barnum, of the Twelfth New York regiment, was one of the many

"Tell my wife that in my last thoughts were blended my wife, my boy and my flag."

He asked of the physician how the battle went, and when told that it was favorable to the Union cause, he said, "God

bless the old fla-," and expired with the ly, and registered his name 'Morganprayer finishing inaudibly with his closing Cavalry;'-desiring dinner, supper, a bed lips. A noble prayer and a noble death. and his bill, at the same time throwing down a twenty dollar note of Confederate "Shackasses" just at the Right Moment. scrip. "We are not taking that money One of General Fremont's batteries of now," said the polite clerk. "The hell eight Parrott guns, supported by a squad- you ain't; then, Sir, we don't trade," and ron of horse, and commanded by Major with a pompous 'Ahem' he moved off. Richards of the First Pennsylvania cav- The conversation and demeanor of the alry, was in sharp conflict with a battery officer attracted the attention of the crowd, of the enemy near at hand, and both shell and several looked at the name, among and shot were flying thick and fast, when others, Lieutenant —, who, on glancing the commander of the battery, a German, at the register, was observed to change one of Fremont's staff, rode suddenly up color, and with a nervous motion to hurry to the cavalry, exclaiming in loud and ex- from the room. A murmur of surprise cited tones, and amazement soon swelled into a cry of "Pring up de shackasses, pring up de "Morgan! Morgan!" but the stranger shackasses, for Cot sake, hurry up de shack-was not to be seen. Scarcely twenty minasses, im-me-di-ately!"

utes elapsed when a company of infantThe necessity of this order, though not ry, fresh from the office of the Provost quite apparent to the reader, will be more Marshal, rushed into the room with bayobvious when it is mentioned that the onets fixed and determined countenances. 'shackasses' were mules carrying moun- "Where is he?" inquired the commandtain howitzers, which are fired from the ing officer. "He passed out the back backs of those much-abused but valuable way," replied a wag, "and is now at the animals; and the immediate occasion for Sewanee House." "Right about face," the 'shackasses' in this exigency was, that and away they went at double quick-the two regiments of Confederate infantry last report representing them as still going. were at that moment discovered descend- The originator of the cock-and-bull ruse ing a hill immediately behind the Federal was Captain Morgan, of one of the brave batteries. The 'shackasses,' with the how- Ohio regiments of cavalry, a worthy officer itzers loaded with grape and canister, were and an inveterate wag. soon on the ground. The mules squared themselves, as they well knew how, for the shock. A terrific volley was poured into the advancing column, which immediately broke and retreated. Nearly three hundred dead bodies were found in the ravine the next day, the effects of that volley from the backs of the 'shackasses.'

Behind the Trees: Maine and Georgia. At the siege of Yorktown, and during the first day's skirmish on the Federals' right, two soldiers, one from Maine, and the other from Georgia, posted themselves each behind a tree, and indulged in sundry shots, without effect on either, at the same time keeping up a lively chat. Finally, that getting a little tedious, Georgia called Morgan, the Confederate guerrilla chief, out to Maine, "Give me a show," meaning created terror wherever he stepped foot. step out and give an opportunity to hit. Apropos of this wide-spread sensitiveness, Maine, in response, poked out his head a is the following account of a scene which few inches, and Georgia cracked away and occurred at the City Hotel, Nashville, missed. "Too high," said Maine,-" now Tenn. A tall gentleman entered, pushed give me a show." Georgia poked out his through the crowd rather unceremonious-head and Maine blazed away. "Too low,"

Morgan

Morgan!

cried Georgia. In this way the two alter-giving a flanking fire, when they retreated nated several times, without hitting. Fi- with quite a number of prisoners in their nally, Maine sent a ball so as to graze the possession. The Confederates had got tree within an inch or two of the ear of fairly under weigh, when the Ninth Ohio Georgia. "Cease firing," shouted Geor- came up on the double-quick, and charging gia. "Cease it is," responded Maine. on their now disordered ranks, succeeded "Look here," says one, "we have carried in capturing all their prisoners, besides on this business long enough for one day; taking in return a great many of the Con'spose we adjourn for rations?" "Agreed,"

said the other. And so the two marched away in different directions, one whistling "Yankee Doodle,' the other Dixie.'

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Family Quarrel Settled on the Battlefield.

Humphrey Marshall.

In the Confederate charge upon McCook's right, at the battle of Stone River, the Confederate Third Kentucky was advancing full upon one of the loyal Kentucky regiments. These two regiments were brought from the same county, and consequently were old neighbors, now about to meet for the first time as enemies. As soon as they came near enough for recognition they mutually ceased firing, and began abusing, and cursing, and swearing at each other; federates. As the recent belligerents were using the utmost license of denunciatory conducted to the rear they appeared to and outlandish names; and all this time have forgotten their late animosity, and the battle was roaring around them, with- were soon on the best terms imaginable, out much attention from either side. It laughing, and chatting, and joking, and, as was hard to tell which regiment would the Confederates were well supplied with come off victor in the wordy battle, for whiskey, the canteens were readily handed both sides were terrible in the use of pro- about from one to the other, until they all fane nouns, adjectives, verbs, etc. But became as jolly as possible under the cirthis could not always last; by mutual con- cumstances. sent they finally ceased cursing, and grasping their muskets, charged into each other with the most unearthly yell ever heard, even on a field of battle. Muskets were to Jackson, Tennessee, the Twenty-seventh clubbed, bayonet met bayonet, and in many instances, when old personal or local feuds made the belligerents rank-crazy with passion, the musket was thrown away, and at it they went with nature's weapons, pummelling, pulling, gouging, and clinching, in rough and tumble style, and in a manner that any looker-on would consider a free fight indeed. The secessionists were getting rather the better of the fight, when of the alarm. They found that the lanthe Twenty-third Kentucky succeeded in terns were held by two women, who ex

Two noble Women saving a Regiment.
When traveling on the cars from Bethel

Iowa regiment was saved from a fearful loss of life by the heroism of a couple of Union women. The train was running in the night at a high rate of speed, and just before reaching a railroad bridge the engineer saw a couple of lanterns being vigorously waved in the distance, directly on the track. He stopped the locomotive, and men were sent ahead to ascertain the cause

Singular to say, Sergeant Bruner, who, up to June, 1863, had led on his men in more than thirteen battles, and always in front, had the good fortune to escape being wounded. He captured, with his own hands, three Confederate flags, which he handed over to General Grant.

plained to them that a party of guerrillas tain. The Confederates were driven back in that vicinity had been informed of the with lost colors. coming of the regiment, and that about eight o'clock that evening the villains had set the bridge on fire, and allowed the main timbers to burn so much that they could not bear the weight of the train, and then put out the flames and went away, hoping, of course, that the cars would run on the bridge, that it would break down with the weight, and thus kill and injure many of the soldiers, and prevent the regiment from going through. The noble women had learned of these intentions, and had walked ten miles through the darkness and mud to save the Union soldiers.

Thirteen Battles and Three Flags.

Well Done for a Youth.

The gallant conduct of Henry Shaler, of Indianapolis, Indiana, at the battle of Gettysburgh, was worthy of all praise and remembrance. He seems to have more than equaled the self-told mythical performance of the Irishman who "surrounded" a half-dizen of the enemy and bagged them plump. Henry's parents reside in Indianapolis, and are Germans. Harry is a brick; he did more, that is, he took more prisoners in the battle of Gettys

At the battle and capture of Port Gibson, Sergeant Charles Bruner, a Pennsylvanian, of Northampton County, with a squad of fifty men of the Twenty-third burgh, than any other man in the army. regiment Wisconsin volunteers, was the first to enter said fort. The flag-sergeant being wounded, Sergeant Bruner seized the colors, and, amid cheers and a rain of bullets, planted the Stars and Stripes upon the ramparts.

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Again, at Champion Hill, the Twentythird was about breaking, when Sergeant Bruner took the colors in his hand, and cried, "Boys, follow! don't flinch from your duty!" and on they went, following their brave color-bearer; and the intrenchment was taken.

Gen. Meade's Headquarters.

Again, at the battle of Big Black, Company B, of the Twenty-third Wisconsin, got orders from General Grant to plant a cannon and try to silence a battery, which He took in all twenty-five men,- one was bravely done, when the cannon was Lieutenant and eighteen men at one time; dismantled, Captain and First Lieutenant he took them by strategy that was stratwere gone and wounded. Sergeant Bru- egy-he surrounded them, and they had ner again cheered on his men, and, in a to give up. On the morning of the fourth hand-to-hand fight, the enemy were routed. he went out with his poncho over his The Sergeant was made prisoner twice, shoulders, so that the rebs couldn't see his but his captors were soon put hors du com- coat, and thus they thought he was one of bat by his brave followers, who would die their own men. He went up and told for the brave Sergeant-afterwards Cap- them to lay down their arms and come

and help carry some wounded off the field; they did so. When he got them away from their arms he rode up to the Lieutenant, and told him to give up his sword; the Lieutenant refused at first, but

Well Done for a Youth.

Harry drew his pepper-box, and like Crockett's coon, the Lieutenant came down without a shot. Harry then took them all into camp. He took a Captain and five men at another time, making twentyfive in all. Pretty well for a little Dutchman, like Harry-one of Meade's noblest fighters.

"Boys!" he shouted, "are you the soldiers of the Sixth Ohio, who fought with me at Cheat Mountain? You never turned your backs upon traitors in Virginia. Will you do it here?"

"No! no!" they screamed almost frantically; "Lead us back! lead us back!!"

From every quarter came rushing back the scattered fragments of the regiment; with magic swiftness they re-formed the ranks; with General Reynolds at their head, they charged the jubilant enemy, and, after a moment's struggle, every Confederate in front of them, not killed or wounded, was in confused retreat.

The example of the Sixth Ohio was communicated to the flying fragments of other regiments, and it is a memorable fact in the history of this battle, that these rallied stragglers, principally from one division, re-formed ranks almost of their own accord, and drove back the forces of the enemy which at that point had been victoriously pressing on.

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Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag at Hagerstown. On Monday, the thirteenth of July, 1863, General Kilpatrick was anxious to make an advance, but could not obtain orders. Some of the Pennsylvania militia were placed at his disposal, and he thought he would try one regiment under fire. The Philadelphia Blues were selected, Rallying Again for the Battle. and, accompanied by the First Vermont At the battle of Chickamauga, the cavalry, a demonstration was made on the chivalrous courage of General Reynolds right-the Confederates then occupying a enabled him not only to keep his own di- fortified position. The militia were now vision in effective order, but to give effect- deployed, the General desiring them to ive assistance to the forces around him. move to the crest of a knoll, where the A tremendous onslaught of the enemy bullets were flying pretty lively. There broke General Palmer's lines, and scat- was some hesitancy at first, whereupon tered several of his regiments in wild dis- the battle-flag presented to the division by may toward the rear. Amongst these the ladies of Boonsboro was sent to the was the Sixth Ohio, which, in charge of front. Sergeant Judy, bearer of the flag, the fine-spirited Anderson, had, up to that cried outmoment, nobly maintained its ground. General Reynolds perceiving the danger, quick as lightning threw himself amongst the brave but broken Guthries.

"This is General Kilpatrick's battle-flag; follow it!"

The militia obeyed the summons promptly, and fell some distance in front of the

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