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Shenandoah. | pressed the general as of encouraging a S0thing SS bs pesslien wy
[Continued from page 6, Col. 4.) | portent. Yet how little could he. or | . suppose 1 ought to be thankful, as at
morning. This was sufficiently reas- |
suring. The commander decided to |
take
to the front next morning. |
be was called at 6 a. w., faint |
sounds of irregular firing were heard |
in the distance to the southward. |
doubtless the result of General Haver- |
flI's reconnoissance. The firing did
pot cease, however, and after awhile |
ft was more distinctly beard. aug- |
mented by cannonading. Breakfast
was ordered, and Sheridan's bold
black, Rienzi, together with the horses
of the staff officers and couriers, stood
pawing and champing before the door.
It was nearly 9 o'clock when the gen-
eral got away. Then he hit the pike
at a fairly good clip, not liking the
sounds ol sudden battle ahead. and
somewhat nettled at the jeers and
taunts of women in the doorways
along the route. It was plain they bad
heard something by “grapevine tele-
graph.” What they heard soon he-!
came apparent as the borsemen went
over the rise at Mill creek. a couple of '
miles south of the town.
There, as far as the eye could reach,
up the long line of the valley pike,
stretched and straggled the appalling
spectacle of an army in broken re-'
treat. Baggage wagons, wounded men,
riderless horses and soldiers without
guns told all too plainly a tale of panic
and rout.
“Where are you going?’ shouted
Sheridan. “You should be facing the
other way. What has happened?”
They told him the army had been
surprised, defeated and all broken up
and was in full retreat.
Sheridan did vot rip about, swear
and threaten—as yet. He was the
calmest man of his party as he rode
forward, slowly at first, thinking what
he should do. The signal message,
“We will crush Sheridan's army,” re-
curred to his mind with stunning erbo herald of the turning tide of victory. !
force. But would the army suffer it- ith a boing oR he midst the But now their wild leader was not rid- | yours to-day.
self to be crushed, even in his tempo- youngest general in the whole Union ing at their head. No one had seen $1,00 to $5.00 .
rary absence? He could not and would
not believe it. The stragglers. heing
hurriedly questioned. described the sit-
uation as “awful.”
one of the brigade commanders here
Sheridan recognized another stanch
Ohjoan. whom he knew. This was
Colonel Rutherford B. Hayes. i
The meeting. in quick succession. of
McKinley and Hayes under such mo-
mentous circumstances naturally im-
they. guess that within the span of a |
single generation both of these prom- |
ising young Ohio soldiers, fighting |
shoulder to shoulder with countless |
others of equal or more promise, were |
to become presidents of the United |
States of America.
Far other and more immediately |
pressing concerns occupied them on
this day of the battle of Cedar Creek. |
Colonel—or was it already general— |
Hayes was able to answer more defi- |
nitely the oft repeated inquiry for the
Sixth and the Nineteenth corps. i
“Here are two divisions of the Sixth
corps intact. General—and on their
right are Haverill's and Enroy's dai- |
visions of the Nineteenth. General’
Crook is on the extreme left with Mer-
ritt's cavalry. All that they want is
to know that you're here.” |
“And all 1 want, by —." cried Sher- |
{dan, “is to get those men up that went |
to the rear. We'll whip those rebel
rascals back and sleep in our old camps
tonight”
He now came full upon the newly
forming Federal line of battle. It was
as if an electrical thrill had been shot |
through the entire army from the mo-
ment of Sheridan's arrival on the field. |
Cheer after cheer rang out. to be taken
up front and rear and far around be-
fore the real cause was known. Had
re-enforcements come? Yes, Little
Phil was scorching down the pike, and
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' he was a host in himself. Sure enough,
there was his energetic small figure on |
the big horse, his eyes flashing and his
face glowing ax he galloped along, hat
fn hand. just to show himself to the
troops.
“It's all right!” he shouted. “We're
holding them. and we'll lick them yet!”
The general rode on with his staff
and escort, and in a minute more they
were a distant. confused mass of dust
and flying hoofs. Suddenly from the
westward came another rolling cloud
army. a dashing cavalry leader whom
the enemy hesitated to shoot at. de
¢laring that if he was not a southern
cavalier he rode and fought like one.
other way, full of fight again. Anoth-
er tense hour sped by—two hours—-and
' kindly offer and swallowed a full sized ' ural colors are appropriate for some
“Colonel West, have a dziak with me southern—troops were defeated they |
before you go in again. You seem to managed to carry off a considerable
number of prisoners. 1 believe Colo-
nel West is among them.”
i “1 know Captain Heartsease Is."
' murmured Jenny forlornly.
| least he will now be out of the awful
| fighting. But it is a cruel Injustice
if that wicked wretch, Captain Thorn:
ton, is still to be at large.”
They rode on in silence—for General
Buckthorn had seen to it that they
were provided with mounts—until at
last Gertrude exclaimed: |
“I can’t rest anyway. I'm going on, |
Josephus will follow me. You girls
will be all right—won’t you, dears?” i
“Where nre you going?’ cried the
other two aghast.
“On to the ford. and then to Fisher's
Bill, or Strasburg. or wherever they
have gone. Don't mind me. I'll bring
you comforting news, or | won't come
back at all. Good night.” :
And before they could persuade her
—that was what she fled from now, as
from unbearable torture—she rode off
' exultantly into the darkness of the
mountain shadows like another Val-
kyrie bearing her stricken warrior's
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General Philip H. Sheridan Wearing soul to the glorious and blissful Val !
the Very Hat He Waved to Rally His balla. |
Soldiers on His Famous Ride From | =» . * . . . .
“Winchester, Twenty Miles Away.” | [Continued next week.)
need it, and 1 expect at this rate you'll! Seah
be either in hades or in glory before sa Wicker Yuses ana paths of a |
another hour passes. | this season. They are to be!
Contrary to his reputation, habit and found at all prices and may be stained
principle, Kerchival West accepted the ' or painted any color, although the nat.
man’s drink, known in trooper parlance porches, says Harper's Bazar. G
as a “slug.” Then, as if suddenly pos- browns are always |
sessed by a demon, he swung out his | anging baskets are very effective {
saber and, turning to his men with the <°M€" numberless shapes this year.
signal cry of “Now for the charge! le | —— :
the cavalry in a brilliant sortie across Medical. |
the fenceless meadows and at the line | = i
of straggly woods where the advanced
Confederate battery still belched forth |
defiance. |
There was no withstanding such im-
petuosity. The charging troopers came |
back with flying colors, several captur-
ed guns and a score of prisoners—first
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him fall. Whoever knew what had
happened to the individual forgot it in, Helpful Words
the jubilant excitement over the gen: |
eral result achieved.
FROM A BELLEFONTE CITIZEN.
shells mingled with the fierce roll of
“That means nothing from a pack of Custer. now at a tearing gallop, flew Ibe Federal line was now fnvincibly | yous ack lame and DAiial? | ion?
cowards who were the first to run up to Sheridan, threw both arms re-established. At 4 o'clock Sheridan Ist ¢ 2 sorehess in the iidney legion?
away from the battlefield.” declared ground him and kissed him on the Ordered the grand charge, which was If 30 there. aE $n delay.
Sheridan, “Come! We'll soon find out cheek in an irrepressible burst of boy- begun under his personal direction by bi idneys get Tan Weakas,
for ourselves. This retreat would nev- {gh enthusiasm. then was off again like te Bineteenth Sorps on og right Ruy Doan's Kidney Pills are for weak kid-
er have happened if I had been here. the wind. en up by the successive comnan n
What 1 want to find out now Is where It was not yet noon—Sheridan had 9100S the line to the left, the cavalry Your neighbors use and recommend
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ome yp at NC now the WhO'® time. Tuen the Confederate batteries! Mis James Rine, 29 W. High St.. Delle
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still Sheridan was busy reforming and
rearranging his lines, passing the whole
front of his infantry in review. until
satisfied that their shattered morale
was sufficiently restored to be relied
on once more for aggressive work.
The enemy's fire had noticeably slack.
ened, but this was a sign to be acted
| upon with extreme caution until its
. significance could be definitely ascer-
tained.
General Sheridan was still obsessed
with the idea that Early's aggressive.
ness must be accounted for by heavy
re-enforcements and that possibly |
Lougstreet had joined him, after all.
When towurd the middle of the af1-|
ernoon the Confederates made a bold.
| erates were passing the same point
ever been a part.
the musketry. .
Colonel Robert Ellingham, In the fe, 6 Los a
southern ranks, wondered what was Kidney Pills gave me has been perma-
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and seeing everything in flight ahead. no other. 58-13
capturing prisoners and recapturing
their own men who had fallen into
Federal hands, including the elusive
Edward Thornton. Now the Confed-
cure Doan’s
again, hurrying and still more hurried
in the opposite direction, driven from
the field they thought they had won, in
the worst rout of which poor Bob had
“By the great horn spoon!” said Gen- Waverly Oils.
eral Buckthorn to General Haverill.
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though unsuccessful, sally against Gen: | “We're going to have as much trouble
eral Haverill's division and the right, in holding our men back from charg-
of the Sixth corps. commanded by Gen: | ing the enemy now as we did to stop
eral Buckthorn. the suspense became
unendurable. Buckthorn received =»
| mote from the commanding general con
| veying an order. which he promptly
, transmitted to General Haverill, as the
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“On the right, general,” shouted Major '
William McKinley. |
Wright and the Sixth corps are and |
what the Nineteenth is doing. Wher-
ever they are it's all right or we'll
soon fix It right.” | |
Sending a courier back with a hur-
ried order that the troops at Winches- |
ter should be deployed across the val- |
Jey and that all fugitives should be
halted and sent back to the front again,
he now gave Rienzi his head. The gal- |
lant Morgan colt needed no spur. But |
the pike was so cluttered up with wag- |
ons and convoys of wounded soldiers
and groups squatting around fence rail | |
fires cooking coffee as a substitute for |
the breakfast of which Early’s i
had deprived them that long detours
through the flelds at one side or the |
other had to be made. i
Nearing Newtown, about halfway
between Winchester and Cedar creek, |
General Sheridan found numerous com- |
panies of uninjured and nnscared men,
with their officers, who needed only a
word or the mere sight of “Little Phil.”
their magical commander, to turn abont |
with cheers and march back toward '
the enemy. Among the first he recog- |
nized was an officer from his own ;
state—Ohio—Major William McKinley a.
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“Where is the Nineteenth corps?" PSheridan recognized another Ohican,
asked Sheridan, |
“On the right, general—in the woods
yonder.” was the reply as the young | yu mage: “Send Lowell's cavalry aft-
officer sprang upon his horse, and, with er that exposed battery at the edge of
' latter o-~upied the position from which |
™ civilians from far and near flocked
, their retreat this morning.” }
| It had been the intention of General
i Sheridan to hold back his left after
! the enemy had been dislodged and by
advancing his right to force the Con-
federates to the east of the valley
pike. thus cutting off their retreat to
| Strasburg and Fisher's hill. But. even
as the veteran Buckthorn had whim-
| pically remarked, the troops were so
| bent upon avenging their reverses of
| the morning that there was no re-
: straining them. and the whole line
| pressed on f{rresistibly until the old
, camps on Cedar creek had been re-
gained. together with enough prison-
ers, guns, wagons and battieflags to
| turn previous mortification into riot-
ous joy and make matter for a rousing
| dispatch to send to Washington,
CHAPTER XVIII
The Valley of Desoiation.
HILE Early's troops were
still running and Sheridan's
reveling, the customary sad
truce was declared in order
| to permit the removal of the wounde:
! from the field and the decent disposal
| of the dead. Not only soldiers. bui
| upon the scene. From Winchester.
| Kernstown, Newtown, Middletown, up
from the valley and down from the
mountains came men and women,
gearching amid the heaped up horrors
where late the battle lines had stood.
Some came for love nnd some-—alas-
for loot, Sunset reddened the ghastly
field; then fell the inky pall of night.
| and the lauterns of the ghostly minis
| trants twinkled in the gloom far be-
yond the circling camps.
Gertrude Ellingham, Madeline West
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