The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1862-03-20
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HOW JACK PHILLIPS RECOVERED
III TIE MULE FROM TIE SECESu.
By cArTAIH JERE WILLIAMS.


If the stories of incidents and adventures cur
rent in any of the numerous camps, in the neigh
borhood of Scceshdom, could be collected in book
form, they would make very readable work.
may send you string of such MS are ahoat in our
region at some future time at present. will relate
one which came to my knowledge few days since
Squire Bailey had the biggest md best, and most
docile muls u Marlin's Bottom, and Aaslin's Bot
tom is about the biggest and best ncighborhood on
Greenbrier River. Squire Bailey inclined TO
be a Union man, and did Rs entirely conceal his
sentiments, notwithstanding the presence of Foyd's
army In the vicinity. About the time of Floyd's
tumul,uous flight" from that region, he was
very much in need of transportation, and, accord
ing to established usages among sccesh lac pro ced
ed to levy on the teams Of the neighboring farm
ers. Ofcourse, Union man, like Squire Bailey
was not to escape bat Squire Bailey, taking time
by the forelock, very quietly, night, removed to
a safe locality all his live stock except his favortc
mule, which he kept for hauling wood and going to
mill. This mule being apparently the only sup
port Of large and increasing family, Squire Bailey
fondly believed the seccsh would not be hcartcss
enough to rob him of il. l-L
But Squire Bailey did not understand Secesh.
One fine morning along came Quartermaster Blife,
accompanied by half dozen armed men, from
Floyd's army. Squire Bailey was standing at his
gate when Quartermaster Blife approached, and
commenced conversation with him.
Good morning, Mr.. "a Mr."
"Bailey," suggested the Squire.
"Yes, Bailey, good morning, Mr. Bailey"
Mornin','' said the Squire
"I understand, Mr.. Bailey, that you have a num-
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of to our glorious Confederacy."
Mistake, sir" said Bailey, al have none to
sell to anybody"
But, Mr.. Bailey, some gentlemen informed me
yesterday that you had quite a number Of horses
and mules"
"lf you'll believe your eyes, instead Of some
gentlenen,' Mr.. Quartcrmastcr, you can sec for
yourself that have nothin but that mule, in the
dog pen there, and that can't possibly keep house
without"
"AhI l see the mule" said Blife, looking
through the cracks. YOU'D be asking fifty dol
lars for that mule, s'pose. Well, its big price,
but IL you won't take less, I'll have to give it, Cor
poral just write note for fifty dollars, payable in
Florida swamp lands, at twenty-five dollars an
acre, two years after our glorious Confcdcracy
achieves undisputed independence"
But, Mr.. Bli6e," demonstrated the Squire, "if
you take my mule, my family will freeze 20 death,
and starve to death, too, afore spring. And if /
had twenty mules, could not sell you one such as
that for less nor three hundred in gold, but this
one can't spare at no price,"
1--WE must all make sacrifices, Mr.. Bailey, for
our glorious Confederacy. If you only knew the
sacrifices have made, Mr. Bailey. The starving
nd Of IA
compared to them; but our glorious Confederacy
called, and my patriotism responded to the CALL
Future generations will remember and bless us,
Mr.. Bailey and will receive the everlating graf
itude of our glorioug Confederacy. Think of that
Mr. Bailey, think of that"
Mr.. Blife, before his appointment had been ut
teriy penness, and ten times as mean as he was
poor. These qualifications got him the appoint
ment of qnartermaster; out Of this office he was
of course, stealing fortune. lie had sacrificed" +"
the Peter Funk business for that paradise of pecu-
iators a quartermastership.
Mr.. Blfe," said the Squire, with much feeling
"for the Lords sake don't take my last arthly sup
port. Don't you see my children all cryin' and
carrying on because they know they'll all be in
their graves afore spring, if you rob me off,
"Rob!" exclaimed Mr.. Blide, fercely, "Dont
say rob- again, or I'll massacre your whole nest
Of traitors. It's because you're an enemy TO our
glorious Confedcracy that you unwilling to sell
the mule at fair price. oughtn't to pay such as
you cent, but I'm generous man, and you ought
TO be thankful to me. Corporal fill up the note as
directed"
" Hold minit," said the Squire. " II that paper
is what you goin' to give me, don't spile il by
writin' on 1t. The blank paper might be of little
use to me, but the writin' on 1t never could"
=" You're cursed traitor TO our glorious Confed-
aracy," said Bfe, and be started 10 take the mule
out of the pen. Il was hitched with halter, and
bad broad cirSingle around 1t. He unfastened it,
and without deigniDg another word 10 tho enemy
cf his glorious Copfsderscy" he vss OF with !: 70
seek snOthss fssHss's stables,