The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1864-05-25
HORRIBLE BARBARTTY-AN .IN-
ClDENT OF THIS UNIIOIY WAR, y,

The subjoined letter is from the Houston
Texas Daily Telegraph of the 30th ult. 1t
does not need comment, especially with
tho brave men of the Union army, whose
friends and relatives have fallen during
this war:
ED. TELEGRAPu.- Among tile mu tfari-
Gus incidents of this uuholy war, not the
least in interest and peculiar attraction, is
the following, which have taken down
from the mouth of writer and actor in the
scene--a man of truth and energy, and who
bears upon his body tho marks of tho en-
emy.
Along the banks Of tho Chickahomny
may be seen the usual diversity of onr go-
gious land. Here, abrupt and towering
aeclivities there smooth aud flowing table
Tor perhaps more properly speaking prai-
rie) land meets the eye aud even az this
time of quick death and ruin, presents q
picture of lovliness and beauty, and ut once
pleasing attractive and almost entrancing.
Such is dear old Virginia--dear to me,
first, because from her soil and clime came
my revered progenitor (if no did rs he
used to tell his pridefull grandchildren,
black shoes for living) and secondly, be-
cause the grand old chivalric land las as
much, if not more natural beauty than any
other portion of the Conlederacy.
Very well but now to tho incident fore
shadowed. On a certain occasion my
friends company was ordered out, with
other forces, to check an anticipated raid
of the enemy. They went, of course, and
it so happened that they were then in the
vicinity Of of Gaines Mill where thousands
of the enemies of our country had left
their imbocie bodies in the implacate arms
of death. Unlike ourselves, tho living had
simply buried their dead on the top Of the
ground, or SO shallowly that arm and leg
bones and skulls were plenty, and rather in
the way. Our boys had seen nothing of
the enomy. The scouts reported that moth
ing could be soen or heard OF them. Tho
speak, for something to do, and one pro-
posed they should have game of ton-pins.
The proposition seemed ill-timed and un-
reasonable; 80 another asked, chow can
this be done here, where the bones and
skulls Of our enemies are lying around us ?"
" Easy enough" replied the eccentric and
original, E" the thigh and leg bones scattered
around will answer for pins, and the skulls
will suit for balls"
The strangeness Of the proposition to-
gether with an ineXpressibe interest all
felt in it, won the day, and soon the pins
were set up, and the skulls filed with sand
to give them specific gravity, care being
taken to select round skulls IA rather diff
cult thing to find among Yankees) and thus
our rovelers bowled away for several hours.
Just think of it The invaders of our
country having fallen in battle--their bones
left by their own friends to cumber the
surface of the earth and our glorious boys
meeting with these harmless relics, made
them still subserve for the enjoyment of an
idle hour. To tell tho truth should like
to have been there to participate. think
at every bowl should have shouted one
more cry for LibertyY and have rolled the
balls with vehemence unusual. The pas
time was something so unusual, so piquant,
so rich, recherche-like Dyrons drinking
wine from a skull-that to mo- doating up
on grave yards aud de!ightins in wrecks
as do the narrative gave exquisite pleas
ure. This is one OF the pleasant features
of the Death dance now going on. Who
will get tired first?
TOM ANCHORITE.