ne (0 Spare.
It was in the early part
in the summer of "61, the
enlisted. There was a recrui
at Lake City. In front of this office ¢
band was playing patriotic air
its roof the Stars and :
ing. And there Major Seely
the young men.
Jack Hillis
month, he
looked twenty. So he signed his
and was accepted. It
ty that his mother had
She was patriotic,
she belonged
did not believe in war
forty miles from th
loud-mouthed,
low inveiglin
signing his
about it.
Of Mrs. Hillis’
her favorite. Simon,
in business, and married
ready making great
chandise because
country and future
He would most assuredly ne nlist.
Eben had
a medical coll
about going into
geon if Uncle
as a common
you.”
Next there was Joe. It was the gen
eral opinion in the family and
neighborhood that Joe was good
‘Anse lacked strength of chars
to be otherwise, N
ficiency better than dis
had always been
family. He was
mother and brothers
Jack,
of sons,
He was
And now
was seventeen
but was tall and
was a
though
+h “ v ¢
to the pea
papers
four sons
the eldes
He
gains on
of the state of
from
1afeile
Sam
80Q.lqie
thn
he ter
knew
3 mother
the s
the
of the
for his
one
was the darling
¥
of the house,
the brightest of the family.
he had enlisted!
Yar)
Seely had released Jack,
ing home from
Joe was com
the Raynor farm
house. The Hillis and Raynor
farms joined. Jennie Raynor met Joe
in the shadow of a he Of all
the
the
the only one who had been kind to
Joe. On this evening, after tall
yer Jack for some time, Joe zaid
“If 1 should enlist I don't believe
mother would try to get me off.”
Jennie hesitated. She felt that
spoke the truth. After a pause
Joe
she
“1 don't know; I'd rather
than be drafted. [ don’t like the idea
of being'driven out to be shot at.”
“Do you think the war's
last long?”
“1 don't
ing.”
“Oh, Joe!
very white.
Joe, watching her, felt his heart give
know. If it does I'm go
and Jennie's face was
it be possible? He, the stupid of the
family, the blockhead of the neighbor:
hood, and she, the prettiest, the bright.
est and the best girl in the world!
There was a silence for a minute,
then Jennie said she must go home
Joe detained her by the very slightest
touch on her sleeve, “Would you
a
hn
care, Jennie? If I go to the war or If
1 stay at home, do you care?”
“Yes, Joe, 1 care very much,” Jen.
nie answered, with flushing cheeks and
downcast eyes.
She lifted her eyes. Joe's face was
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very near her own. The twilight was
met, and !
Their each
was their betrothal
shadow
After
me
I'm
going
and not
came
more,” but finished
at's said to you,
she hesitated
bring
near
any
saying
ot
it ot
“I''1 do my
do.”
After Joe w
by the home folks
had
found it a «
gone
T
a8
he done
mtinual
a
» were letters, dutiful ar
be soldier
to
ren
in. Once
from a
th
the
and battles he had been
wounde
His name
After
Joe's family
er a private
Lieutenant
a general
was in
geeing his name ia print
knew that he was no long
He was mentioned as
Joseph Hillis. There
family
newspaper
fata
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pause in the conver
3
he was the
I'm
The mother said,
only one that could
he's doing so
was Sunday
Hillis family
There was a step on the porch. Mr.
and met at the door a
man in soldier-blue His face was
pale and thin and his right arm was
“Since
spared,
wel
It afternoon, and all
at the farm
wore
“You said,
recog
don't know me?” he
and then Mr. Hillis
nized Jim Smalley, who had gone
into the army with Joe. He was
warmly welcomed, but he responded
coldly.
Jack sald, “Well, 1 say, Jim, isn’t
our Joe coming out in fine feather?
You see him once in awhile; even if
he is an officer, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes, [| see him sometimes.”
“Do you think he'll be a brigadier
general before long?’ Eben asked,
laughing.
“No, I guess not” Smalley an-
gwered. “But he's got the title of
hero if ever a man got it, and he'll
keep it, too, Future histories will
mention how Lieutenant Hillis, when
officer after officer was shot down,
steadily kept the men under control,
prevented a retreat, and at last led
them, bearing the colors himself, and
eaptured the battery that was doing
go much harm «"
“Then he'll be captain or something
higher?” Jack exclaimed, eagerly, and
springing from his chair.
“No, he won't be anything.” Smal
loy said, sadly.
“But why?”
sharply.
“Because, Mrs, Hillis, 1 came to tell
you--we thought it would be better
and 1 got a furlough—-and-I brought
Joe home with me, and"
Mrs. Hillis asked,
slow-mov
gate, The father,
gat, los { through
There at
| There was the sound of
at
where he
wheels the
{ ing
from Ke
| WHEN THE ANTIETAM : :
WAS RED WITH BLOOD
» hearts of many
walters of
waters were
fathera
ung
batties
‘
af the
vil War
en wil
most sanguinary of
The sketches herewith
of
of the
First,
Sixteenth,
be interest
Eighth [ili
Second, Third,
Seventeenth,
Twenty-fourth Michi
Four
and Twentieth In-
and the Second,
Seventh Wisconsin
for they were all
3 up in the many
bloody encounters of the 16th and 17th
1862, along Antie-
Hagerstown to Sharpsburg
the
in
be
Sedgwick's
their famous
cornfield
of the histori
special to
veterans
Cavalry
Fourth
nos
the
Fifth,
Twentieth and
gan Infantry
teenth, Nineteenth
fiana Volunteers,
and
infantry
territ
the Seventh,
Sixth
Volunteer
mixed
the
ym
God alone
right
knows who
that
but it
of
owned
found
probably
General
made
through the
or and east
‘hurch, for it was plowed
five vears after the
n since that time
D. Fahrney and
Md Its wonderful
preservation cannot acountad
as a chemical analysis of the
which it was found shows no preserv
ing mummifying qualities,
The old mill and falls near the stone
bridge waa the scene of a bloody con
flict between the Federals, who were
defending Hagerstown, and the Con
foderates, who endeavoring
gain possession of the town It
said the slaughter of horse and. men
was such at this cavalry fight that the
Antietam
below these falls,
arm
id,
one
was
ae corns
fio
commands
harge
who
north Dunker
{ up in thi
field and
has
of Dra
erstown
Uattie,
in
son,
a.
Lae
of Hag
of
for,
gtate
be
soil
or
were to
is
the stream,
the blood ran rapidly into the creek
There is a gentieman in
Building, who was a major in the Fed.
eral army and provost marshal of
Hagerstown at that time,
Just over the hill back of the
Mmtle brick house 8 a female
academy from the balcony of
which the Confederate sharpshooters
were firing upon the Union officers
down in the city, and there are to this
day many musket balls bedded in the
walls around the public square at the
crossing of Washington and Potomac
streets.
The Eighth lilinois Cavalry was en-
gaged in these skirmishes and many
members of that organization, which
was under command of Colonel W,
Gamble, will ¢all to mind the hot time
in that old town.
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America and the West Indies as a
producer of cocoa.
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“It
that
was
ia
Cedar Creek, Virginia,
happened to a
which goes to
spoken at certain
can produce awe where guns
said Leroy Hanna, who served
in Company L, of the Second Connec
tieut Heavy Artillery, to an old com-
rade. Continuing Mr Hanna sald:
at
circumstance
comrade and myself
prove that words
times
fail,
with the Confederates, in
which we lost a number of our men.
On the morning of October 12 a com-
‘Jack’ Dorstman and wy-
gent to make a detour
foothills and try to
were
the ais-
“We had
the camp,
about a mille
without a mo-
proceeded
when
with seven rebels, all heavily armed
It was a
either capture
not hope to
the fore-
plece his
and meant
for we could
Just
his
tight place
death,
with
el
cope sven. as
brought
r an idea
Throwing up my left arm with
of hand extended
exclaimed: ‘Hold!
Sixth Cori
most reb
to
A ‘ta a
de came to me like a
flash
the palm out-
ward, 1
Tho
i
my
Surrender!
mountains
3
and if you shoot you seal your own
doom.”
dramatic
that had
one by
the
rds
for
uns and we
their
trees
tOOK
them between LWO
the
’
LOT
retman
engagements
remark
sorman, of
a
Ww.
“Van, you
iment to
Colonel
ring
» an honest man; go ahead and tell
us something about the Eighth”
Corinth, Mis 1 got the biggest
life” sald Col Van
and
the
Cor
The
very
4 nel
Norman
Yan Dorn
from
Confederates
to our
at every volley several of
would fall About this time I
advanced with my old "Harper's
. ket and stood crouching be
Price
“It
undertook
WAS lay
capture
Rosecrans
drawn up
in fact,
General
had
y8o line—so close,
that
men
our
from which point of
loading and firing as
Then t Confed
hegan advancing in a heavy
Colonel G. W. Robbins had
boon wounded and had retired
the field The next volley
Maior Jefferson, and he was
carried off the field in a dying condi
tion. 1 was so busy firing that 1 did
not hear Then
I looked around see only
one Union soldier Walker, of
Company E, and he was standing be-
hind a tree and firing at the advanc-
I asked him where our
He said they must
have been ordered to retreat, By
thie time the ‘Johnnies’ Were very
close and advancing rapidly. 1 turn.
‘Let's shoot
and ran.’ Talk about a fellow being
scared to death! Well, when we be
gan to run and the bullets began to
stump
I was
I could the
from
caught
the order to retreat.
but
Jewell
comid
enemy
comrades wore
o
within a foot or ten feet of our heads.
Any man who says he was not fright.
ened some time in battle must have
been in the hospital most of the time.”
“Toil us the story about the sailor
and the plum pudding.” said Colonel
John 8. Cooper to Jesse Sherwood, as
he and a few others were spinning
war stories at the Grand Army head.
quarters.
“1 was on board the United States
steamship Somerset during the Civil
War.” said Mr. Sherwood. “We had
headquarters at Key West. Among
the many notable things that came un-
der my observation was the capture
of the British steamer Circassian off
the coast of Cuba, Sunday, May 4,
1862. She was the richest prize cap.
tured during the war. On that par
ticular morning while cruising off
Matanzas, Cuba, we had chased two
steamers showing suspicious black
smoke, but they gave us the alip. A
little later the lookout sung out, and
there, lying close to the Cuban coast,
wi a Meamér. Our commander or
dered the Confederate stars and bars
run up to mislead the officers of the
steamer. In a few minutes she
steamed toward us, When near
enough the commander shouted:
‘What ship is that? The answer
came: ‘The Brit'sh steamer Circas
glan., from Bordeaux, France. |
“Then our captain ordered them to |
heave to, at the same time dropping |
the Confederate stars and bars and |
running up the Stars and Stripes to |
the masthead. The taunting chal |
lenge was flung from the English |
boat: ‘Catch us if you can.’ i
“In five minutes every man was at
his post, and a shell from a nine-inch
pivot gun had been sent through the
rigging of the fleeing steamer. The |
fourth shot exploded in topmast |
rigging just as a steward was in the |
act of carrying a plum pudding down
below. When the burst he |
dropped the pudding and nung himser
down. He was still picking up pleces |
of pudding when the captain ,sur- |
rendered and hauled down his colors.
Then we towed her to Key West.” i
J. G. Beckley, who served with the |
Fourth Michigan Volunteers, told how |
a calf scared 100 Union soldiers |
He sald: “We were down in West
Virginia, about 100 of us detached
from our regiment and doing
duty looking for stray guerillas who |
running through our
administering a blow
running
been within gunshot
her
shot
special
were continually
lines, and then
of u
* any
NOt any
AWAY
of the firing
and few talked to who
However
one
often as we
vouacked rightened
“One
big s
seen
tance al
10 retire
afraid
we
pound
my tee
I quaked
the
jer why the charge
Just as
unding
with
aver
Father of Memorial Day.
When few gray-haired
of the war for the Union meet
in nnual
few b
the veterans
great
together k
in anny observance
of
ear in mind that
as a part of the national
s is the result of the inspirations of
the greatest of all the
diers ug!
John
Few,
with
Memor Day
the day itself
1if«
volunteer sol
ht for the flag, General
of Illinois
not
Logan
anqcer
3
indeed. of those associated
the organization of old soldiers
remember But such is the fact
.
Fame That Is Deathiess.
The Hero mingles with the dust,
But G deathless
fame
mb re
unborn ages
Yes mighty dead’
Thou still shail live, to memory |
dear; |
This turd
Shal
yy shrines his
The t
But
eived its hallowed trust
breathe name!
in breast
his
evers
by virgin footsteps prest,
witness Sorrow’s dewy tear!
3
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PR
SUSAN WHALLEY ALLISON
A*™ down the road, with flag.
draped load,
With muffied dram and low,
Now sound, now hush from sob
bing horn
As the way winds Lo and fro,
Our soldiers march through sug
and shade,
Glory and gloom of eve,
Far as they may with a friend on
lis way
To take his last long leave,
For toll and strife aud roving life
He loved the seidier's lot,
Breathed full and deep where prairies sweep,
And the world is bounded not. er
All unconfined as the sailing wing,
His soul launched forth to roam,
But it neared the strand of his childhood land,
And he longed fords Father's home,
Now lay his head on the cool soft bed,
That soothes as a mother's breast;
For the sod is the soldier's fitting couch,
And he loves 10 Lie and rest
Where pale stars shine o'er the musing pine,
And the moon rides through the boughs,’
While the bugie-call of “Taps” doth fall,
50 soft be may uot rouse
Comrade, cheer]
Dost thou wake?
On thy sight
Bee yon bright
Morning break!
Comrade dear,
Wight is here!
There the Ligntt
Then home they march, ‘neath the darkening arch,
For the sun hath left the sky
The dogwood white with a ghostly Nght
Starts forth as they hasten by;
And the hemlock stands with skeleton hands
Stretched up to the last red rag, (
And the night descends, and ity peace portend
The dawn of a brighter day
Hiram Snyder.
War
Then he
to the
a
the postmast
his red hand
«11 the old
funeral
1
on the
little
lot,
carved
the family
they
Hiram
battle,
afterward, strange weird
d blue, began Ww
were given
ig gathering was
At one such
a lank,
a ECArecrow
Nn, in 13G¢
py +
sTeal
many
welc
mes
and al
a
cape of a cavalryman’s
th no coat beneath
ion was a youth of about
beard all
and a countenance well-met
with coal soot, as if he had rid
don several days on the top of a
{freight car near the engine. The
ghost was Hiram Snyder
We forgave him the shock of sur
prise he had caused us, all except the
had preached his
sermon Years afterward |
heard the minister remark, in a sol
emn and aggrieved tone:
“Hiram Snyder is a man who can
not be relied upon!”
a downy over
who
-
a