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THE ATIOJSTAX. TRIBUNE: W
fG-TON", D. C, SEPTEMBER 9, 1882.
and has not yet been caught. He is quite a
noted character, having been captured five
times, it is said, since he entered the Union
army, but he has never as yet been exchanged
or paroled, lie gets away every time. Yes
terday was a day of strife in "Sumter Prison."
The police have grown tyrannical, as I have
previously stated, and are daily putting on
the airs of a titled uobiliiy. Starved as the
prisoners are, they are not disponed to tamely
hear it. Yesterday morning, at one of the
springs, a policeman clubbed a man without
due provocation. Spirited resistance was of
fered, and both combatants were speedily
rc-enforccd, the prisoner being assisted by
numerous friends. The melee grew to large
proportions, and the result was that an im
portant riot took place, in which neither
faction had much to boast of. Both were
pretty veil whipped. Throughout the entire
day brawls were in progress almost every
where. We are all so irritable from mental,
and physical afflictions that we liud it ex
tremely hard to live peaceably together.
Fighting is almost our only pastime and ex
citement. "War must have originally sprung
iiom tho idleness of primitive mankind.
Owing to tho number of prisoners who have
recently escaped we arc no longer permitted
to go out to gather wood. A small piece per
man is .now issued each evening instead. On
account of the cold nights and utter destitu
tion, we are having rougher times thau ever.
Por the Isst tAvo nights wo have had very
Oti. 25ih. The police are beginning to be
as gentle as lambs. That fight, day before
yesterday, has had a very conservative effect.
The 375 Sherman men who reccntl- came in
sympathize with us, and threaten to become
police thomselves if any more aristocratic airs
arc put on.
Oct. 2GA. The extraordinary mortality
in progress is creating general alarm In
proportion to the number of prisoners hero
it surpasses all that we have witnessed here
tofore. Oct. 27Zr. The sick are dying very fast in
the exposed sheds at the north end of tho
stockade. The cold nights are making great
havoc with them. We view the approaching
winter with the utmost apprehension.
Oct. 2. The bloodhounds made consid
erable of a row in the woods this forenoon,
and we learn that some paroled men have
started to find Sherman's army. There is not
much of a disposition manifested lately to
stay in this part of the country.
Oct. 2lttt. A mud hut, undermined by re
cent rains, fell yesterday, breaking a sick
man's backbone. He expired in great agoiry.
A few nights ago the guards discovered a new
tunnel on which 500 prisoners had been
working. It was nearly completed. 1 sat up
most of last night by a scanty fire to keep
from freezing. McLaughlin has gone outside
with one of our blankets, and our blood is so
thin from want of pioper food that even a
cool breeze chills us to the marrow. The
nights are very cold.
Kwcmlcr 1st. Yesterday morning a thou
sand of our comrades were marched to the
depot and shipped to some other prison. The
remainder of us are to follow in the course of
a few days. Large numbers will undoubt
edly attempt to escape, for when wo get ns
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Ohio cavalry regiment, and elnei 01 our Hun
dred, made his escape in this manner, un
noticed by the drowsy guards, and was fol
lowed by seventeen companions. The train
was moving nt full speed, and of the entire
party only one was seriously injured. He
got his jawbone broken by striking his chin
on his knee, and was left insensible where
he fell. A plauter found him the next
morning and cared for him with great kind
ness. Of the eighteen fugitives only two or
three ever reached the Union lines. The
Sergeant was tracked by bloodhounds, driven
up a tree and recaptured. Should fortune
favor he will try his luck again.
ATof. 2d. The members of our hundred
are mildly jubilant 'to-day. We have re
ceived marching orders. To-night we leave
for some other bull-pen, along with nine
hundred other prisoners. " Thank God! we
won't die in Audersonville, anyhow," is the
general ejaculation. Our destination is a
Milled Prison, Novcmlcr Glh. Our new
stockade is in Burke county, Ga., about
ninety miles northwest of Savannah. We
left Audersonville on the evening of the 2d
inst in small box cars, eighty-three men to
a car and closely guarded. We had barely
started on our journej' when a terrific storm
set in, -which raged for forty-eight hours
without intermission. Fears were felt lest
the railroad track would give way some
where on the route. Many of us might have
escaped, as we had intended, but the rivens
and swamps were overflowing, the weather
was unusually cold, and we learned that the
potato crop had been gathered. These facts
induced us to abandon our purpose. While
we wcie getting off the cars at- the railroad
station at this point, early on the morning
of the -1th, a member of our mess made a
misstep and broke his neck. He fell down
between the car and station platform, and
wo left his body lying there. That night,
our first in the stockade, three members of
our mess froze to death, and other messes
lost men in the same way. The total num
ber of deaths by freezing that night is esti
mated at thirty or forty. The suflering here
from cold and hunger is perfectly heartrend
ing. Maddened and embittered by the pros
Hicts before them, hundreds of prisoners
have enlisted in the rebel army. Others are
following their example daily. None of us
condemn them for it. When a prisoner
makes up his mind to this desperate step, he
tells his friends so, gives them whatever he
possesses that will be of any use to them,
bide them farewell, and walks out unim
peded. "It's nobody's business but his own;
the Government's gone back on us, and it's
every devil for himself," is the customary
comment. A dozen wretches were once
mobbed at Audersonville for attempting to
do this very thing, but tho prisoners have
changed their minds since then. They now
permit every man to do as he pleases about
it. Let the Government settle the matter in
the future if it chooses. None of these rene
gades intend to fight Union troop3, and all
intend to escape to the Union lines at the
first opportunity. The rebels grandilo
quently style them " members of tho For
eign Legion." Wo call them "galvanized
Yankees." On enlisting they receive $100
in confederate money, three bushels of sweet
potatoes, and a neat gray uniform bearing a
slender blue stripe on either arm. This
stripe is to distinguish them from genuine
rebs, and to insure that they will be woll
watched when ncnrlng pecnes of danger.
Their commiMioncd officers nre native South
erners and military veterans. (It wan esti
mated that the Foreign Legion consisted of
as high as 7,000 men recruited irom various
prisons. We had no means of ascertaining
even the approximate number. Eight hun
dred who went out of Milieu were organized
into a cavalry regiment, and were finely uni
formed, armed, and mounted. They were
brigaded with three regiments of rebel cav
alry, and, in an action that followed, this
brigado was ordered to chnrgc on troops be
longing to Sherman's army. All four regi
ments galloped forward in line, and when
they came under fire, the " galvanized " regi
ment "shot high and chaigcd far." The
rebels were repulsed, but tho " galvanized "
regiment rode for the Union line3. About
half of its membeis were shot down, and the
rest surrendered as soon as they could get
the Union troops to understand their desires.
These survivors were sent to tho military
prison at Kock Island, 111., where they mado
known all the facts in the case, but nobrdy
would believe them, and they were detained
as confederate prisoners. Soon afterwards
eighty of them enlisted in a company of the
Sixth United States cavalry and went out to
fight the Sioux Indians.)
"Camp Lawton," as the rebels call this
place, is a vast improvement on Audersonville,
in some respects. It is about one-third small
er, contains not quito 10,000 prisoners, has an
abundance of room for quarters and exercise
grounds, and is divided into two sections by
a clear, beautiful brook, skirted by trees and
wild shrubbery. A good police system, es
tablished by tho prisoners, is in operation to
preserve order; comparative- Cleanliness as
regards streets and grounds is enforced ; our
fuel allowance is more liberal than vre have
been generally accustomed to; and Captain
Bowes, tho commandant, appears to be a
genuine gentleman and soldier. Ho is in
clined to be hasty and quick-tempered, but
does everything in his power to alleviate our
misery. (He deserves to be remembered in
history as the only humane prison-keeper
the South produced in tho civil war. He
stands in bright contrast to such brutal mis
creants as "Winder, Wirz, Iverson, Barrett,
Gee, Turner, and Boisseux.) Notwithstand
ing all this, our lot is a hard ono. "Winter is
closing in upon us. Wo are completely des
titute; we have neither tents nor barracks,
and we ate ragged, emaciated, half sick, and
utterly disheartened. If a man gets down
right sick he must make arrangements to
die. In the Blockade there are neither physi
cians nor medicines, and few men are taken
out to the burlesque of a hospital located
somewhere on the outside. The cold, rainy
weather and the scurvy and dysentery are
making daily inroads on our ranks, and we
have given up all hope of ever being rescued
or exchanged. This morning I was detailed
to gather wood outside the stockade. While
five hundred of us were at the gate, await
ing orders to march out, We crowded so
0102013" against the dead-line railing as to al
most force it over. The rebel officers repeat
edly ordered us back. About half of us re
tired, but the remainder disregarded the
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ftiances. in Coming to this stocKaae 1 oe
came separated -from my Andcrsoimlle
"parduer" and am now sharing the wretch
edness of Sergeant Scott and two other com
Nov. 1th. While three or four of us were
smoking in gloomy silence in front of our
shanty to-day we were startled by loud cries
of "Stop him!" "Stop him!" This is the pris
on method of intercepting a flying criminal.
Springing up, wo Eaw a finely-built fellow
clear the brook at a leap and rush across the
commons. Five or six rough-looking scoun
drels, armed with clubs, were pursuing him.
As he passed near us a prisoner attempted
to halt him, but got knocked down for the
trouble. Admiring the fugitive's pluck, we
all shouted "Let him alone," and he dashed
on uninterrupted. As he neared tho dead-line
at the gate a sentinel raised his musket to
fire, but he threw up his. hands imploringly
and was allowed to pass the dead-line. The
sentinel then leveled his musket at the pur
suers and compelled them to turn back. It
transpires that the man they were after was
an Audersonville executioner, who helped to
hang one of their friends, a Haider, and they
intended to kill him. Captain Bowes took
tho executioner out of the stockade on pa
role, and has sentenced the other fellows to
twenty-four hours i the stocks. They bo
long to the old Raider crowd. Some time last
March, while some Union prisoners were be
ing brought through AVilniington, ono of
them concealed a lighted pipe in a cottoii
bale and burnt up 0,000,000 worth of rebel
cotton that was all ready to be shipped to
England. This stockade is .1 new ono. It
was first occupied by prisoners on October
12th. They came from Andersonville. Wo
are divided into hundreds and divisions.
Each division consists of a thousand men.
In coining here from Audersonville a carload
of prisoners belonging to tho train that pro
ceded ours jumped out of the car in plain
daylight and attempted to escape. Tho train
was instantly halted, and the guards com
menced firing, upon which the fugitives re
turned. If they had jumped out at night
most of them would have been free for
twenty-four hours at least.
f Entered necordIiir to act of Congress in the year
1S.S1! by The National Trilmnc in tho olllec of tho
Librarian of Congress nt Washington.
PAY OF ITALIAN SOLDIERS.
Lieutenant Lomia, who was formerly
Professor of Military Tactics in the Ohio
Slate University, has been making an
extended visit to Italy, his native country,
during which time he has been making a
study of the army of that country. This he
has set forth in a report to the Adjutant
General. Of the pay of tho Italian soldier
he says : " The soldier, on tho day of his en
rollment, receives a check-book upon which
one hundred francs arc put to his credit, that
ho may provide himself at once with the
necessary uniform and other articles enum
erated in this book. Arms nud accoutrements
are assigned to him as with us, making him
responsible in case of injury outside of the
ordinary wear and tear. In addition to the
first allowance on the part of the Govern
ment, it is calculated that one frane per day,
equal to 19.3 cents of onr eurreney, must feed,
clothe, and pay tho soldier. This is but a
small sum, but I was assured that, excepting
the fraction of tho franc (two cents per day)
which is offered tho Boldier as " pay," it is
ns things are there, for h
The soldiors in Italy oat b
a day, namely, at 10 a. m. and -1 p. r
generally also have coffee served th
in the morning. The franc, or,
speaking, the Italian "lira," is cxp
tho soldier's benefit as follows: Clo"
repairing of same ; per day, 3 cents ;
pay, 2 cents; fuel, lights, mess,
and washing of table linen, 2 cec
rations, 0 cents; meat and other n
7 cents. Total, one lira, or 20 ;
STRAY BALLS PROM THE I '
A shell burst near an Irishir
trenches. Gazing on the fragme
claimed: "Be jabers! them's th
tickle yer ear."
When a Union gunboat was
action, one of the men, who was 01
was sneeringly asked by an office
afraid. "No, I was praying," -spouse.
"Well, what were y
for? " " Praying," said the sailoi
enemy's bullets may be distribute
way as the prize money is, princit;
An Irishman from Battle Creel
was at Bull linn battle, and was
startled when the head of his co
the left hand was knocked off 1
ball. A few moments after a
broke through the fingers of his
the other side. The latter thrc
gun and yelled with paiu,"whe
mau rushed to him saying: "
soul, you ould woman, shtop
make more noiso about it than f
lost his head.'
Tho committee appointed to
for cannon for General Beaure ,
applied to a planter of Adams ct
ior ins neii. xsoi naving sucn r
mentioned it to his wife, whe
patriotically offered her brass '. ,
littlo ones rather demurred to
and ono of them with a sweet
" La, pa, what will we do for
"My daughter," said the wag i
"our whole duty now is to 1 v
country." The kettle was sent.
Among the troops in Weste
stories about tho rhillipi affii .
staple conversation. Here is one
A certain Indiana company, talm
with marching, was straggling '
very little regard to order. Hir
his men, the captain shouted:
boys! d n you, close up !
were to fire on you when yoii'j
along that way, they couldn't 1 '
one of you. Close up ! " and th
When General Kelly was inq
rillas, in West Virginia, he enptt
woman named Sallio Dusky,
brothers were captains in the u
army. He questioned her close
get no information regarding tic
and at last assured her if she v
the information ho desired he v
her her choice for a husband .
young officers of his staff. She
was taken away by a. Captain "
r..tfl nixmr Crnm flirt (ronm . .
lici, aim uiiu. uoauiu umu lepneu: neii,
I'd about as lief have tho old man (meaning
the general) as any of 'em.
A REBEL'S SECRET VISIT NORTHk
Were a record made of all the strange and
eventful journeys taken during the war it
would indeed make a bulky volume or
doubtless many volumes. A southern
rebel, having important interests to at
tend to in Pennsylvania, says the Bos
ton Herald 1 made a secret trip there in Sep
tember, 18G3. 1 0 visited the cities of Balti
more and Philadelphia under several aliases,
was' narrowly watched by the police, and
hardy escaped detection on various occa
sions. His' business accomplished, he turned
his face homeward, selecting, with several
other secret excursionists, a dark night for
crossing tho Potomac. It being a hot night
early in September, a violent thunder storm
arose, but their quarters were too dangerous
for them to remain where they were.
Neither was it safe for them to retreat, so
there was nothing for them to do but to at
tempt the waves, which they did, amid
peals of sudden thunder and flashes of lurid
lightning. In the middle of the river the ne
gro boatman laid down his oars, panic-stricken.
Coaxing and persuasions availed nothing.
Ho would not lift his nerveless hands. Like
tho Scythian, they had to convinco him
with the sword ; so ono of the party slodd
by him with a loaded pistol, threatening to
shoot him if he did not row them to land.
Under this stimulus ho commenced plying
his oars again, and after their perilous pas
sage they had tho joy and relief of stepping
out safely on the Virginia shore. Such
perils and adventures scent to belong
naturally enough to men, but wo seldom
find women -with sufficient nervo to en
counter them. A very trying and remarka
ble voyage was performed during the war
by a Virginia lady, whose husband was a
confederate quartermaster, and who had
gone abroad to buy up and send homo
clothing and ammunition for tho southern
army. His courageous wife, tho grand
daughter of Patrick Henry, and brilliant as
ono might expect from such ancestry, de
cided to join her husband in England, carry
with her two little children, aged respect
ively three and fivo years old. Having
formed this resolution, she went to Wil
mington, N. C, in May, 18G4, got on board
a blockade runner, herself tho only lady
passenger, and, after a voyage full of ro
mantic escapes, adventures and perils, safoly
reached England during the summor.
A DEVICE OF THE LATE CIVIL WAR.
Captain Fisher, of the English army, has
constructed for use in Egypt a shovegoing
ironclad on rails similar to those used dur
ing the American civil war. It consists of
six trucks protected with iron shields with
an engine in tho centre. A.Nordenfeldt gun
looks over tho bows on tho leading trucks.
It is also equipped with three Gatling guns
and two field-guns, and will be manned by
three companies of blue-jackets.
Some girls haven't got a particlo of polite
ness. Yesterday when wo told one that her
petticoat was coming down, iustead of
thanking ns and stopping and fixing it, she
turned up her nose, and said it was none of
our business, and walked into a dry goods
store. Old Dittoes .
)W FRANKLIN, TENN., LOOKS AFTER
THE LAPSE OF EIGHTEEN YEARS.
.t (lie Harprlli Ilowshoo, Where Hootl Lost Six
Thoimiul .Men in Ono of tho 3font Dospcrnto
Combats of tho War, Looks To-I)nj Tho One
Lrgt'nd or Franklln
turc. A Strniigo l'luntatlon Tic-
George Morgan, in the Philadelphia Times.
Franklin-, Tenn., Aug. 1G.
If the reader will crook his elbow just as
did the last time he had his arm around
i girl's waist he may get a fair idea of the
iy the Harpeth Kivcr curves around the
,vn of Franklin. The coat sleeve thus gal-
ltly pressing the frock forms a sort of U,
d so the river, with Franklin in the short
nd, cuts out from tho plain the huge horse-
00 into which Hood, on the last day of
jvembcr, ISG'l, threw his 40.000 men to
usli Schofield's 17,000 therein intrenched.
orcover, if the reader will place his left
rist, with tho fingers of that hand widely
ttonded, at the crook of the elbow, he may
nuplete tho illustration, for fivo roads like
te thumb and four fingers lead out from a
pot called "Five Points," in the heart of
ho town, across the plain over which Hood
Climbing Roper's Knob, which, as a part
Df a bluff on the north sido of the stream,
stands in bold controst with the level laud
to tho South, I had a view of the whole
pleasing pictura the Harpoth gleaming in
the sunlight like a silver bow, the lovely
town among trees in its embrace, and beyond
a thousand fields threaded by tho fio white
road beds as though by cords of silk. What
was before mo did not seem like a place of
strife, but it was tho famous Franklin field
and upon it was fought tho fiercest little
battle of the war.
MEN MAD DOWN LN- THEIR J500TS.
The battle was terrific because the men on
both sides were mad from crowi to heel.
On Hood's side there were hosts of Tennes
sceans angry at despoiled homes. Their feet
were bruised on flinty roads and frozen
fields. A trail of blood had marked tho
track of more than one barefooted regiment,
and winter was sharply on with its first
snow. In the knapsacks of the dead could
be found bits of bark, roots, and pone.
Hood's hungry battalions had followed the
fat trail of the Yankee commissary through
four States, and Schofield was in a trap in
the Harpeth horseshoe, with a river at his
back. But Schofield's men wero mad, too.
They had been driven from post to pillar,
until they chaffed at further retreat. Their
line stretched along the skirte of tho town
from river to river, and they were anxious
as well as ready for tho fight.
" Yes, sah ; hit was right heah ! hit was
right heah, sah, dat ole Moss Hood bit off
moah'n he cud chaw," said Si, the darkey
driver, as we camo down tho Knob, crossed
tho Harpeth and trotted out the Columbia
turnpike. And when I added : "And, hav
1 off more than he could chew, he
i death in the act of deglutition,"
ttled me with : " Deed, I spec so,
no bout do degluten bizuess, but
OXE LEGEND OF FRANKLIST.
As wo approached the Federal lino tho
driver pointed out a largo brick house,
shaded by locust trees, and, reining in. his
horses, began impressively: "You was in
quirin' wedder dar ain't no one partickler
story 'bout de battle dat holds on to de
folks oh do town. What am dat ar 'spres
sion you slung out wid reference to hit?"
"Dat's hit, legen'j yes, sah, an' de legen'
is 'bout dat nr house, Colonel Carter's, up
dar. Young Cappen Carter, dis present
colonel'3 brudder, was one ob de rebs, an'
he hadn' been homo to see his mah furr
foah yeah. He was wid Moss Hood, an' so
he got so neah home dat mo'nin dat ho
thought he'd kind o' slip obcr home. Up
ho comes to de gate, an' sees his mah peekin
out to do window. 'O honey! saj's his
mah, nice a misses ez eber was. An do
cappen ho hists up tho latch an' stans still a
minit. Ho seed, tho poorty yahd wid de
locus' trees all ronn', where ho use ter play
wid de bittics wen he was a teeny, tiny
young uiu, an' den he 'gin to cry. Poah
cappen! ho 'gin to cry, he did, an ez ho
hists do latch ob de gate he says: 'Thank
de good God in do sky, I'so home agin to
my father's house ! "
"Well, go on, Si."
"What's-de use talkiu' any moah, boss.
Coaeo ho uebber got in do house, Hit hit
'im 'twixt tho oyes, right heah. Yes, sah;
Cappen Carter diden' keer furr dem bullets,
case he'd seed so many afore, but dat un
killed 'inl deadorn a doah nail."
WITERE TIIE TIOT FIGHTING WAS.
Wo hitched to tho locust tree by the
gato whero Captain Carter, whoso uamo is
mentioned affectionately in tho chronicles
of his comrades, was said to have fallen,
and walked around the houso. .The southern
end shows many marks of minio balls and a
iramo structuro adjoining seems to have
been peppered with small shot. So, too, tho
outbuildings and tho trees offer evidences
of tho conflict, for hero tho Federal ceutro
was boldly salient, tho flanks resting on tho
rivor to tho right and loft. Tho present
owner of tho plantation, Colonel Carter,
looked as warlike as his battered premises
when wo caught a glimse of him, with, a
gun on his shoulder, striding in from a
locust thicket, whero ho had been shooting
birds. The gun was less talkative than tho
colonel, however, and he not only forgave the
intrusion, but kindly showed me that part
of tho field. From his yard he pointed out
tho hills whence emerged Howl's lines of
battlo and indicated all places to bo famous
A COMET'S TAIL OF COWARDS.
Neither through love nor by money could I
have found so gOod a guide. This was tho
very ground of slaughter, and Colonel Carter
was not only a trained observer in tho fury
of tho fight, but for eighteen years ho has
trod with his heol and turned with his hoo
the bloody soil. "At tho time of tho fight,"
he said, "I was homo on parole. Generals
Schofield and Cox had their headquarters
in my father's house, whero also many of
our neighbors gathered." His chat was
mainly of grim reminiscence, yet now and
thon a flash of humor would bo obsorvable.
So hot was it onco that he went into the
cellar to calm tho fears of the women aud
children, and happening to look out through
the window-bars he saw a sight that made
him laugh in the midst of dying groans.
Before his eyes stretched a comet's tail of
men in blue, who had sought the lee of the
house to escape the bullets and who swung
to and fro as the battlo surged around tho
building. These were the cowards whoso
claim to manhood was that they were
Iripeds had each two legs to run with.
LONG LINES OF IIEROK3.
Looking from an opposite window on the
other hand, he saw in the dusk a lino of con
federates dash upon the earthworks with the
fury of devils. Men jabbed with the bayonet
at each other over hedge and fence and hun
dreds wero slain in his sight. Gen. Adams,
riding with head bare and sword uplifted,
spurred directly against the abattis. A sharp
fence-rail pierced the horse's belly, transfix
ing him dead in air, and Adams veteran
comrade of Scott at Vera Cruz- was himself
lifted dead from his saddle by Federal bayo
nets. As darkness came on fresh battalions
swept over the plain. The light they fought
by was the red glare artillery. Midnight
saw no cessation, and when at last Hood
sank aghast at the slaughter, with Generals
Cleburne, Adams, Strahl, Gist, and Gran
berry, a hundred line officers and many bare
footed braves dead around him, Colonel
Carter heard a familiar whirr overhead and
then counted two tinkles upon the little
clock. Between that hour, and daybreak
Schofield, unhurt, crossed the Harpeth with
his trains and left on tho field a victor Who
had broken his own arm, his prestige, and
his heart in the frantic and fruitless blow.
WHEN TJIE WAVE HAD ROLLED fel
After the battle tho farm, like others ad
joining, was in utter wreck, 'tho house
alone stood. All the fences wero down. Mud
was knee-deep in tho yard. Dead men and
horses were thick about. "Hood'3 first
charge Was made at 4 o'clock," said Colonel
Carter, "and it fell upon this point, as did
all the heavy assaults. You see this locust
thicket on our ri&bt. That thicket then
covered five acres, but after the fight it was
a forest of toothpicks. In that vegetable
patch to our left General Cleburne fell dead.
There is nothing to indicate the exact spot,
but it is within twenty yards of whero we
stand. Th6 cornfield to the left of the pike
was filled with dead and dying and the corn
field to the right of the pike was a counter
part of the other. In this yard and in that
garden I coitld walk from fence to fence on
dead bodies, mostly those of confederates.
In trying to clear up I scraped together a
half bushel Of brains right around the house,
ahd the whole place was dyed with blood.
Nothing in tho shape of horse, mule, jack,
nor jenny was left in the neighborhood. In
fact, I remember that it was not until Christ
mas, twenty-five days afterwards, that I was
enabled to borrow a yoke of oxen, and I
spent the whole of that Christmas day haul
ing seventeen dead horses from this yard."
There was a big rain stofm not long after
the battle, and as tho earth was washed out
of the trenches he saw a line of human
hands sticking up some with, fingers shut
tight, some pointing, and all so ghastly that
they were covered hurriedly; Before the bod
ies got tObebones,nnditwaanotlong,because
this was among the last of the terrible bat
tles, they wero removed to the cemeteries;
Now bones are uncommon eights and the
plowman is not startled as at some wilder
grounds which I have visited.
CLEBURNE'g FACE FRAMED IX LEAD-
There are many minor objects On this
Carter farm worthy in themselves of lengthy
mention. A grain fan with just 125 bullets
in it would be a curiosity in any museum,
and there once was taken from the place a
wooden post so heavy from its battle-break-1
fast of lead that it sank to tho bottom when
placed in a pond of water. Some time ago
a soldier who had served tinder Cleburne
addressed a letter "To any ex-confederate
in Franklin, Tenu.," requesting a billet of
wood from some tree near where General
Cleburne died to make a frame for a picture
of his old commander. As that gallant
Irishman, who rests under tho cedars at
Helena, Ark., fell in the open field, an oak
plank was torn from an old gin-house a few
feet away. In cutting the plank so that it
could bo placed in a box and sent by express
the saw strnck a dozen or more bullets. And
by this time very likely Cleburne's picture
is framed in rebel oak set with the Yankee
gems that cost him his life.
POLITICS IN BATTLE-SMOKE.
It was within ten yards of this historic
spot that in the thick of tho fray a rebel
soldier, in trying to leap the Federal breast
work, fell wounded in tho trench. A
Union officer who visited Franklin a few
weeks ago, and who was behind the breast
work at tho time of tho incidont, saw the
injured rebel beckoning to him and gave
car. "Its so hot," said the rebel, "I be
lieve if you'll help me over I'll surrender."
The smoko was blinding, the earth was
shaken under artillery and tho air whistled
in tho tracks of countless minio balls, but in
pity tho wounded man was lifted ovor. It
was found that one leg had been shot al
" Yank," he said, " I'm obleeged to ye, but
what I cum in furr was to lam who's
"Elected! what do you mean?" asked
the officer, astounded at such a question at
such a moment, when trembling earth aud
lurid sky seemed merged into the hot quar
ters of hell itself.
"Who's 'lectcd President, Little Mao or
old Abe Lincoln?"
" Mr. Lincoln."
"Old Abe still; then, by God, stranger,
this damned wall is gwino to last foah yeahs
moah ! "
EARTHWORKS AT HARD-BARGAIN.
Objects and incidents similar to the fore
going made tho Carter house a place of such
interest that tho sun was slanting before we
left tho Columbia pike and returned to the
heart of tho town whero tho five roads meet.
Then driving a few hundred yards out upon
another of the roads, which ran nlong the
Harpeth to the north of the town, wo came
to Hard-Bargain, whero rested the extreme
Federal right, plumb against the river.
Here for three hundred yards or so tho Fed
eral line of earthworks remains much as it
was left. It extends along tho crest of a
low hill, a sort of common covered with
rocks, short herd grass, thistle and dandelion.
If ono wero to start at this end of tho horse
shoe and move across lots to tho Carter
house and thence over fields to the other end
of tho horseshoe, he probably could trace
the whole Federal line, keeping tho trail
from trenches and the brownish hue of the
upturned subsoil. But jfor that trudia we
had no time, and returning to the Five
Points" we rodo out the other three roads
in turn, observing such things as scarred
trees on the way. The last mart ninna.
which Si whipped hishorses was that which.
ran southeastward and led us to the confed
erate burying-ground. Tho Union dead
wero removed to Nashville and Columbia,
where there are cemeteries, but 1,481 con
federates were put into the ground on the
field of death.
A STRANGE PLANTATION PICTURE.
The cometery is in the midst of a fine old
plantation, part3 of which look more like a
delightful park than pasture fields for lazy
sheep. Stretches of green meadows, with
oaks centuries old, whitewashed fences
lovely patches of copse, and the sun sinking
in purple behind the mansion made the
scene such as a novelist might call baronical.
Si waited at the graveyard gato while I
walked down a long avenue of pines, hun
dreds of headboanl3 being on either side.
Overgrowing the little mounds and conceal
ing them in many places are carpets of blue
grass, wild ivy, and wild sage, fragrant
when bruised by the heel. I saw General
Duncan's narao on one head-board and other
names, familiar in battlo story, came under
my eye, which, however, was less watchful
for epitaphs than the eyes of the blue-jays
robbins and twittering garden canaries were
of the intruder.
"Say, boss!" came from Si, ai the other
end of the avenue, " dese rebs, fiat on day're
backs heah, was mitey hungry wen dey cum
inter Franklin. Da was after dat Yankee
commissary." This remark did not seem to
have a double meaning, and I was Btill
stumping around when " Say, boss, Ise inos'
hungry nuff to mobe on de ole woman's
commissary. Doan ye hab no sundown Bup
persupNdrf?" GEN, GRANT'S COTTAGE. .
People never tire of giving a glance at Gen.
Grant's Long Branch cottage as they go by,
although it is the plainest and mo3t unpre
tentious ono in its neighborhood. It was
not an extravagant abode when it was built
Eome fourteen years ago, and in the progress
of the age and architecture since then it has
been left wholly behind. Except for neces
sary repairs, the ex-President ha3 not spent
anything on his modest cottage home, and
the shrubbery and flower-beds are as genu
inely old-fashioned as anything to he met
with in an interior village. Eich carpet
dealers and patent medicine proprietors have
built elaborate mansions on all sides of him
and expend as much on their flower-beds,
lawns, and window boxes each season as
Gen. Grant has laid out on his place since he
owned it. The sturdy independence and
common sense displayed by the old com
mander is refreshing in the midst of the
universal extravagance and ostentation, and
are characteristics all the more appreciated
after one recovers from the first shock of
contrast-. The stout, stumpy figure of the
ex-President is as familiar at Long Branch
as it was at Washington, and in his rides
and drives and walks he is continually tip
ping his hat to the dear five thousand who
claim his salutation. He has a house full,
and a happy family of children and "i
children about him now, and in his
prime Gen. Gtaant very freely says th
quite as comfortably fixed as he want
His sons aro married and settled ne
and his only daughter has Spent ne
entire year in this country with him.-
GENERAL ARTHUR'S INTEGRI1
In the sketch of President Arthur
Journal of Thursday, it was statec
when he became qnartermaster-genei
New York) he was poor, but when his
of office expired he was poorer stiU. "
told that he had opportunities to make ...,,
lions unquestioned. Contracts larger than
tho world had ever seen were at his disposal.
He had to provide for the clothing, arming,
and transportation of hundreds of thousands
of men. "So jealous," says a friend. "wa3
he of his integrity that I have known in
stances where he could have made thousands
of dollars legitimately, ahd yet refuse to do
it on the ground that he was a public officer,
and meant to be, like Caesar's wife 'above
suspicion.' His own words to me," adds this
friend, "in regard to this matter amply illus
trates his character: 'If I had misappro
priated five cents, and on walking down
town saw two men talking together, I would
imagine they were talking of my dishonesty
and the very thought would drive me mad.'"
Ih view of a recent transaction in our city
which has brought inexpressible sadness to
many hearts, how significant are those words,
and how worthy to be written, as with a dia
mond, on the hearts of all men, young or
old, who occupy positions of pecuniary re
sponsibility. Providence Journal.
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SAD FAtE OF AN EXKORTER.
Mr. Charles Bently, who was once identi
fied as a sergeant with the Salvation Army in
conducting revivals at various parts of the
city, and who a short while ago started out
with a companion as an independent ex
horter, has determined to give up his license,
ne says he is impelled to this course by
reason of entanglements wittr a young wo
man in South Baltimore, whoso husband is
away. Mr. Bentley lives in the same house
with the yonpg woman and her family, and
he admits the paternity of 3 child, about
a week old. Mr. Bentley came to America
from England two years ago. He has lived in
Philadelphia and Baltimore, and is widely
known for his zeal and fervor in exhorta
tions, ne is a young man of Bniall stature,
twenty-five years of age, and by trade a
shoemaker, which occupation he is now
thinking about resuming. It is said the
young woman's friends are trying to obtain
for her a divorco so that she may marry Mr.
Bentley. Mr. Bentley says, however, that
he has not yet decided to marry her. Balti
FREE-THINKERS VS. METHODISTS.
Tho following message was received by the
Freo-Thinkers' convention recently held at
Watkins, Now York, from C. C. McCabo, secre
tary of tho board of church extension of tho
Methodist Episcopal Church: "All hail tho
power of Jesus' name. We aro building nioro
than one Methodist church for every day in tho
year, and proposo to mako it two a day." T.
B. Wakemau, president of tho convention,
sent tho following reply: "Let us hear less
about Jcsns' nanio and moro of His works.
Build fewer churches and pay your taxes on
them liko honest men. Build better churches,
since liberty, science, and humanity will need
them one of theso days, and won't wish to pay
too much for repairs." T. L. Brown, of Biug
hampton, was elected president, and a vice
president was elected for each county.
The poet who sweetly referred to tho
"sighing of the winds" should go out West
and experience a aighclone.
Mining projects are out of favor. People
aro sick of the hole business.
The moon, liko nnniA
men, is brightest
when it is fulL