Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1863-10-28

The sergeant started, looked around
and half drew his revolver, but seeing
nothing but a Juvenile darkey, ensconsed
/ in an angle Of the worm fence, he thrust
( it bai again,
Hello, Nick, you imp Of darkness, he
cried, recognizing one Of Che house ser
wants Of the J ef's upon whom he had be-
slowed small favors.
Step here, Massa sergeant. Don'tlet
no one see you, and l viii tell you some
thing.
A long and anxious conflb ensuod, in-
terspersed with considerable cursing on
the part of the military gentleman, at the
end Of which the sergeant took his way
to camp instead of the post, and in a study
far browner than that from which be had
50 recently emerged.
At precisely noon the next day,p lock
into the dining room of the JeF's would
have disclosed the sergeant, aud with one
exception, the entire picket under his
command, sitting at the table and their
arms stacked in the hall, making an on
set before which the dinner vanished like
chaif before the wind. @
One hour passed N-l-
Suddenly steps were heard on the pi-
azza.
Don't disturb yourself, said one of
the young ladies, going to the window;
it's only some of the niggers.
I won't, replied the sergeant, with a
tender glance.
The steps came on the stairs-up them; /;
the ladies looked uneasily around, but
the sergeant never stirred. There was a
stir in the hall, followed by sudden
rush Of about twenty-five of Ashby.s
cavalry, who made their entrance in ut
ter Disregard to the proprieties Of lie
and the presence Of ladies.
sXe.u-ll.agst FeeIFfi=giye yourself. up
quietly, smiled the sergeant's conquest
to her adored and his followers, who were
consulting in the corner to which they
had rereated. My brothers always
treat their prisoners well, and We have
your guns. CO
Well, darncd if / ever saw such per-
fdy,' cried. the sergeant, throwing his
hat from the window in a rage.
Give me FIVE minutes to collect my
self, lieutenant, said the sergeant, turn.
ing to the commander Of the troop, and
Tiltell you what III do
'Aliright, my boy-take SIX, return
ed tho young ady's brother, in the most
good natuged manner, sitting down and
pitching into The dinner ike a half starv-
ed draeoon, as lie was-and uncercmo-
Nous example, which was initiated by
his followers.
Five minutes passed
A tramping was heard outside,
Darn those hosses, exclaimed Lieu
tenant JefF, with his mouth full of corn
bread and boiled chi, ksr. There's no
guard there. Tom, go down and see if
they're getting unhijched.'
Tom filed his mouth with the same
article, picked up MS carbine and started
to 20 out.
lie looked bnck as he reached the
DOOR.
Keep me some fodder, lieutenant. I
am-What the duco is
Bang!
Blue wreaths Of smoke circle into the
room and sluggishly roll upward Tom
pitches heavily forward with a bullet
through his brain, never more to rise,
while several files of the 298th regiment
emerged from the smoke and walked over
him, their muskets at a charge; and at
the same time: each Of the pickets at the
other end OF the room produced his re-
volver and marked his man
Have to trouble you to surrender,
gentlemen, remarked the sergeant, with
condescending wave of his hand to-
" rds the secesh You see you haven't
got all Of our arms
Just my luck, cried the lieutenant.
Here I am taken prisoner before I have
half eaten the only dinner I have seen
for the last month.
Don't let me interfere, interrupted
the sergeant, with a native politeness;
take you to camp any time.
'The lieutenant looked at his men and
winked Tney grinned back their res
ponse. But the sergeant was obliyious,
and the meal proceeded.
All at once its progress was interrupt
ed by dropping shots on the road, the
galloping of horses, and the hurrahs Of
charging cavalry.
The lieutenant prickod up his ears and
winked to his men
I reckon, sergeant, he remarked to
his captor, Who remained as cool as Gu
Ieumber, that the tables arc changed