The daily Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1862-1863, 1863-02-18

bOrO.
There was rare comedy commingled
with the tragedy of Stones river. The
carnage is ended The richest of the
drollery and fun is not printable. But
we can roar over it in bivouac One of
the good things was Irish, of course. An
Irish rebel of the lst Louisiana, who had
charged too far into our front, was COM
ing out of the fight captive, with
broken arm. A surgeon had dressed it
temporarily You an Irishman and a
rebel, quoth I, what are you fighting
US for?" Sure, your honor" swiftly
retorted Pat, IAN did We ever hear of
the likes of an army, an there wasn't
Irishmen in it" But, Pat" interposed
Father Trecy, "you were forced into the
service" Yer reverence, replied Pat,
respectfully saluting, l whit into it
with good will. The boys was all goin';
there was foight, an sure Patrick
wasn't the man to lit inny man go fur
ninst him" Pat was an incorrigible,
and we let him go.
A cluster of mangled fellows were hud-
died about field hospital waiting sur
gical attention A big, brawny trooper
with bullet in his left leg and another
in his right arm, hobbled up, holding his
wounded arm in his left hand, by
Cd, Doctor" said he, with much less
piety than pain, "the id rebs came
pretty near hitting me-" Another fellow,
blowing blood copiously from his nose
the point of which had been shot of-as
a whale spouts sea water, interposed:
1.-The id rascals "-sputter-" come
id near another blow and sputter-
"missin' ME"
Col Granville Moody of the 7th Ohio
is famous Methodist preacher from
Cincinnati. He is something over fifty,
''reckon" six feet two or three inches,
of imposing presence, with a fine genial
face and prodigious vocal range. The
reverend Colonel, who proved himself
fighting person of the first water, was nit
four times, and will carry the signature
of battle when he goes back to the altar
His benevolence justifes his military
flock in the indulgence of sly humor at
his expense, but he never permits them
to disturb his equanimity Several battle
anecdotes of him are well authenticated
Not long ago Gen. Negley accused him
of using heterodoX explosives in the ar
dor of conflict. Is it fact, Colonel"
inquired the General, ''that you told the
boys to give EN- hell?" ''Now," repli-
ed the Colonel, reproachfnlIy, there's
some more of the boys mischief l told
the boys to give the rebels Hail Column
bia, and they have perverted my lam
guage. The parson, however, explain
ed with sly twinkle in the corner of his
eye, which left me in consderable doubt.
You probably know that our Western
circuit preachers are stentors. When
other parsons are emphatic, they roar in
the fervor of exhortation, especially
when they bulge upon you with a big
"Amen." You must imagine this fact
to appreciate the story. The Coloners
mind was saturated with piety and fight
He had already had one bout with the
rebels, and did give them Hail Column
bia. They were renewing the attack
The Colonel braced himself for the
shock. Seeing his line in fine order, he
thought he would exhort them briefly.
The rebels were coming swiftly. GIanc-
ing first at the foe, then at the lads, he
said quietly, Now, my boys, fight for
your country and your God" and rails
ing his voice to thunder tones, he bel
lowed in the same breath, "AIM LOWE
Says one of his gallant fellows, l faneied
for an instant that it was a frenzied
ejaculation from the profoundest depths
of the Amen Corner" Any day now
you may hear the lads of the 18th roar
ing, Fight for your country and your
God-Gins lOw r
T-iSh roId:or l.
bis officer pathetically complaining,
Lieutenant, shure an I'm hit p
What the ID are you doing there
then? responded the Lieutenant, TAX
ing Pat by the collar and eiecting him
from the ranks. Get out of that and
give better man your place "
The General Commanding Dis I've a
distressing procliVity for keeping in not
places. After several causualties in the
staff, and while missiles were flying about
promisciously, one of his aids modestly
asked him, g Do you think it is right to
expose your life SO, sir?" The General
replied by dashing into hotter place to
correct an alignment and regulate bat
terry which was firing rather recklessly
He was suddenly checked by regiment
drawn across the field The men were
prone on there bellies, and several rebel
batteries were finginig shot and she'll all
around them. The General thought it a
good opportunity to make speech to
them. Although fine talker, he is
not a finished orator. But he jerks out
sentences that are not easily misunder-
stood The battle field, the orator, and
the audience presented singular spec
tacle. When the General addressed the
men, each elevated his head from the
ground, turning his face toward the
Commander. Men, said he, "do you
want to know how to be safe? If you
do, shoot !owl Fire at their shins.
But do you want to know how to be
safest of all? I'll tell you. Give them
blizzard right a their shins at short
range, and let them have the bayonet!
Give them the bayonet, l say! The
General thinks 'blizzard" at short range