Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1862-11-07


an2 hospitality Of the citizens of Pome
roy We reached there about noon,
and we're ordered to rest, which order.
vas not seriously disregarded. Some
Etumbled down on the sidewalks, some
Fin the streets, but the majority laid their
s''trsps down and marched double quick
for the cake shops and saloons. Every
Home suppose, got something TO eat,
land If all were not satisfied, no one, at
3aeast blamed the Pomeroyans. Every
ihal, roman and child, seemed to have
Hhesnilk OH human kindness in their
5 and their kindness was not
Iof that theoretical kind that would let
SEA stsrrc; htie It reasoned, but which
fed you Though you hardly asked it
They are the people that love the Union
cause, and when asked how much they
love old Uncle Sam they say: .'See how
I'VE treat his nephews, our cousins, when
they pass through Que town" Vile la
Ponaeroy! forever and aye!
| Chester was our next stopping point,
Cooleville the next. and the last Belpre
Bottom. How easy it is, Mr.. Editor, to
say We marched to Chester on the Sec
tohd day, to Cooleville on the third, and
10 Belpre on the fourth But the sober
realty is known to only those who
marched it, step. by step, with their
heavy knapsacks strapped upon their
backs. But I heard no murmering
-no wishing for the fesh-pots be-
hind them. Every one was afraid, as
soldiers alwayssare, Of letting the 7ower
Up; hang too much. Songs and jests,
cheers and hurrahs kept the moving reg
iment in heart all along the weary way.
L no.icedson our two laughable things,
by the way l will note for the amusement
If your soldier-loving leaders. A big
hearty fellow was standing on bank
above the regiment as it passed along.
Hewas attentively reviewing US, and by
hs.air seeming to say, 90, how glad
ami. that I'm not soldier" One of
our funny boys, theswit of Company Fl,
.Fsgarl." by name, steps out Of ranks, as
4 cepds the bank ,sand while the eye Of
every onesis on him, seizes the reviewer
by the hand, and says, How are you,
John?" John stares at the clown, and
says he Il am we'll, sir" well, John,
are you Rrntied2' For moment he
stood aghast, and then drauled out. an
idiotictsNo Then LIN d-d sorry for
il retuEned the Wit, as he walked leis-
urely, and without a smile, back into
ranks. Roars of laughter and deafen-
ing cheers from officers and men, soun-
dedapp.oyal to the joke, and showed
''hew goodsasthing it is, and how becom-
ing we'll, Tor such as UNION are within
the RANKS to dwell" These are war
like days, .andthe young man of good
health and robust constitution, who
hangs back4in cowardly.terror of death
when others are marching out by thou
sands.need not expect they will share
the glory with him when the war is
over,
AT Tupper's Plains, on the third day
ofthe march, we saw rather novel sight.
\ young lady sat on the porch Of re-
spectacle house and played the violin
most eharmingly, accompanying the in
stru nnent with patriotic songs, sung in
very delicate and melodious voice
1t was as good as double rations to the
poor boys, who cheered her as they
passed. Woman exerts a powerful in.
fuence over the soldier or '.any other
man. We have Spartan women now
who, like the Spartan mothers of old, can
say, $50, my son, go with the star.
spangled banner where ere it may call,
and return with it in your hands, OIL
have its glorious folds for your wind
ing sheet" At Cooleville, the morning
we started form there, hundreds of the
geniier sex crowded the side walks t:
cheer US on our way. Their beamins
eyes, their intelligent and thoug htfu
faces showed how much they apprecia
ted the sacrifice we were making fol
them. Our Colonel proposed three
cheers for them, and the call was re
speaA to by "a hearty and sincere enthu
siasm that made the distant hills cch,
again with patriotic glee. The kindness
we met with in our march of IS miles
along the Ohio, can never be forgotten