The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1865-01-12
ssn.@@ OTTUMWA. IOWA, THURSDAY, JANUARY l2 1865.

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How Bsblc smith CaRsufea a,
e'sF' ~ ''Rebel OFFICERS. q siisg q
Ia Mr.. K:fke's'new volume, sDowadir
rsnnesses, he gIvsss ia interesting osscodn
fof bible Smith, a representative 6f the bet.
ter Glass Of poor Southern whites, 'wbose,id
ventures ss 1 scout ii the Union service
read uiore IKE romance Of the mlddls aye
than : matter Of fact history ofehe presea
time. sF1HTAR s.sEAL
On;ehe occasion, when sbduta afiye mites
outside cf our lines, hs clms. llte in tn,
night, upon q party OF rebel officers. .smakinl
merry at the house Of a wealthy Secession
list: Riding cody apstss thsernsunted or
deIiy cirguard, before The ~sv,she pinioned
his artns,c thrust a. handkerchief into his
mouth, and iedFhwe quietly sout ofhesrfpg
Then bidding him disrnount, and tying him
to- atres, he improved the inpromtu gag,
ahd levelling atfevolvor 1t his Head, sid -
7fsff s7~r,s-ySef tsr.siStfaS Irs 7sSsons-
Now tell me, ye rebel viiiun, wtot whIs'
ky kags wuz ye watchin thar Speak
truth, or T'll guv ys free passage to . hot
kentry' a"h 90 0'5o's' g h@sosslb saT
'Nioe ossifers,' said the trembling rebel;
kurneL two majors, sargeon, two cap'ns
and the rest lieutena 'sosu & ~ Fe'iaa
sWhsr's ther weapons p !a9 af'' se' 20
The swords is in the hall way. None Oh
them haia't no pistols, except the sargeon
.--he mought hev 'volver.' lI3' : n ol.fa'l
''whot nigs is they rounds - q hs'isl
Nary one, reckon, morn an Old man
thar, (point,ng to . kitchen buildins) an
the gals in the house. s'i' zsbi = - i'soa' :
We'll, III let you go for this. Iys's telled
the truth. Eff ye tAih'f, ye'd be sainr Yer =,
prayers ter onst. fdrsthe L Loard won't yers ye
on the tothef side uv Jurdan.' 'T 'fN
Fastening his horse in the timber, and
creeping up to the house, he then reconnoit-
cred the kitchen premises. The, old mana
stout, stalwart negro ofabout ffty-sat doz-
ing in the corner, and his wife, a young mu.
latto women, was cooking Wild fowl over the
the fire. Opening the door. and placing his
finger ON his lips to enjoin silence. B Bihle beck
oned to the woman. She came to him, and
looking her full in.the face, for moment,
ha ssaid n hor.
4 kin trust ye. Wud ye an yer old un
like ter git out O. the claws Nv these dupaed
Secesh?
'Yas, vas, Massa.' she replied, we wud.
Ws's Union! We'd loike ter git way Massaa'
Then awakening her husband. Bible
said to him: Uncle. wu1 ye risk yer life fur
yer freelomg'
'Ef dar's chance, Massa, right smart
chance. Dis darkey tinks heap ob his
life, he does, Massa. 1t I'm bout all him
81 !, 'o Ffffs' 80. no yia0 atsH si FsH3
&Y ed lsss Tsks,as.; ;-,shv- srrsr, iiev nrc.
1orn. I'll see yer ter the Free Slater, ef
zen help tuck them sccesh ossifers..' 2 1'ni
Help tuck dem, Massa! Why dar's a don.
IN on 'em, dey'd chaw ye up in no time,'
exclaimed the astonished African. 'a..'i7'2
NO. thar amt dozen on 'em; that's only
nine; but ye'sa coward replied the scout.
NO, hain't no coward, Massa; but
oike, chance, Massa. 4 right smart chance.
Bible convinced the negro that he would
nave right smart chance and he consent
ID to make the hazardous strike thrfreedom.
the house, he returned in few mo
nents to the scout, confirming the sentine's
.eport the weapons wers reposing quietly
a the hall, near the doorway, and the off !
.ers very much the worse for liquor, were
with his master in the dining
room.
Selecting three Of the best horses from
he stables, Bible directed the yellow wo.
nan to lead them to the road, and to bring
my own from where If was fastened in the
woods. Them, with his sooty ally, the
scout entered the mansion. Removing the
arms, from the hall. he walked boldly, into
The dining room. 'Gentlemen,' he said,
pointing his pistols-one in each hand-at,
The rebel officers, 'ye is my prison ers. Sur.
render yer shootin' irons. or yes dade men
WHO are you exclaimed one of them
Is they all sprang to their feet. ;.
sCunnel Smith, NV the Fust q nnessee
Nigger Regim ent-one old black man, an
. yalIer 'ooman, coolly replied the scout.
go to - shouted ths surgeon, quick
y drawing his revolver. and d,scharging it
directly at Bible face. The bali grszed his,
head, cut off : lock Of hair. just above the
eas and lodged in the wall at his back
Thereport was still sounding through the
when the surgeon uttered wild
NY, sprung . few feet into the, air, and fell
senseless to the floor, The negro shot him.
,o'Come, gentlemen, none . that said BIZ
ble, As coolly as il nothing had happened,
'guv me the shootin' iron, an surrender, or
ven Get The rest On yer to wdck-rakin'
GOALS fur the devils furnace in less nur .
mint. a' ''sf' z ''-.'h :
40 Without more hesitation the rebel colonel
handed the, scout the fallen man pistol and
then all, followed BY the scout the ne.
gro marched quietly out Of the front door.
y The mulstto woman, holding the horses,
vas standing IN the highway. g.1. sl'
Hitch the nags purity .kal.' said the
scout, an, git q coil. An ye gentlemen sot