The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1861-08-22

| and were then sent OF to guard seces-
sion house where there were several reb-
els, one Of them being wounded in the
fight tho day before. 1t was thought it
was an inmate Of this house that fred on
the picket. In the morning our surgeon
was called on to dress his wound--he ex
tracted ball from his leg, after which
we left him and started for Athens. All
along the road we found numbers Of the
wounded rebels; our doctor was frequent
~ called in to dress their wounds. We
crossed the river at Athens, took the cars
to keok uk and shortly after started for
st. Louis, on board the steamer Sucker
State. There were Union flags flying in
all the river towns. We landed at the
steamboat landing and marched down to
the Arsenal
There is nothing to be seen here to
indicate that Missouri has ever been any
thing but loyal State. The Arsenal
contains about Is acres; is surrounded
by wall of solid masonry p feet thick
and IL feet high, Of cut stone. A large
namber of trees, principally black oak,
cover the grounds; rendering it \ very
shady and pleasant retreat, they are kept
neatly trimmed. There is a carriage way
around the entire park next the wall; no
carriages or vehicles of any kind are al.
lowed to drive through or across the
grounds. The ground rises gradually
from the east to the west. The main en-
trance is on the west from Carondelet
Avenue. There is also an entrance from
the river on the east and one on the
north. The government buildings ex-
tend across the park from north to the
south and nearly in the centre east sud
west-they are principally built of rock
and seem as if intended to endure for oil
time. The officers quarters have gardens
attached to them :; they are enclosed by
high stone fences and are tastefully laid
of. The armory is three stories, with
cut stone fronts and brick gables: j. is
pierced with port holes, as in fact all the
principal buildings are, and in the ab.
sence of heavy cannon would stand quite
a seige, as the walls are over three feet
thick. The architecture is mixture Of
the Corinthian and Ionic. The govern.
ment work shop is square building. one
story high, built of cut stone, yery solid.
The magazines, of which there are two.
are plain oblong squares with arched
doors and windows, cased with solid iron.
The other buildings are of all kinds of
architecture, The St. Louis and Iron
Mountain Railroad runs through the east
end of the enclosure. There is a sand
bag battery erected at either side, and a
battery of thirty.two Founders are being
mounted, the guns being ranged so as to
sweep the railroad in either
direction. There is plenty of cannon
here, but small supply of shot or shell.
There are six brass field pieces here that
were taken in the Mexican war.
Every train that passes has to stop in
side the camp until the cars are searched
for contraband articles of war.
Plenty of fruit can be had of the
huckster women who carry it around in
baskets. There are plenty of booths in
the camp where the soldier can get any
thing he wants except whiskey and mel
ons, both of these being interdicted.-
These one horse establishments soon strip
the soldier of his money Letter paper
is from three to five cents sheet, envel-
opes five cents apiece. Postage stamps
five cents. The boys do some tall swear
ing about the postage stamps, but when
complaint was made they found it was
the order Of Col. Bissell, of Mo. The
gallant Colonel must be interested in the
sale of postage stamps
The lion of the day is secession Cap
tain who is a prisoner here He is
young man, well educated, talks several
languages, rather good looking, about
FIVE feet four inches high, we'll built,
with quick, restless eye. lie has taken
the oath of allegiance, but broke it is of
German parentage, talks freely to every
one, glories in being secessionist, and
says they (the Unionists) dare not do
anything with him, they have not 90.
the grit to execute prisoner. Perhaps
he is right, but we'll see.
l am writing this on my knee, and if
you can dccipher it you can beat me-
We know nothing of our destination
from here, nor don't care so we get to
fight. Yours, &c,
Coon CREEK.