Litchfield enquirer., 1868-12-24
CEN. sHERmANs NARROW ESCAPE.

A correspondent of The Augusta Ga. )
 Constitutionalfst tells the following story:
 . One morning, how, it matters not, four of my company, myself among the num- her. found ourselves in the wilds of South
 Carolina. without any knowledge of the
 country. separated from our command, ana
 having an idea that Sherman's advance guard was close to us, but in what alrec-
 ton we could not tell, as we were u'.e.y ssa..,
 at loss. Hunger is Q guest tnas use' ,;..,Js aJ
 little ceremony in his visits, ana tne n1.lo
 fellow was knocking at our breasts very
 rudely. and clamorously assertlng hls pres, 2 so for ,,eace sake we determined to grant
 his request. As if to try us, no sooner had we agreed to search for food than we came to by-path which branched off to the right of the road we were travelling. It looked promising, and, looking down a leafy vista, we discerned, about 300 yards of, unmistakable signs of farmhouse, and. as thing of course, land flowing
 with milk and honey. So, determined to
 stand the hazard of the die, we filed oil down the road to breakfast. We found q small farm house inhabited byea widow.
 whose two sons had been killed in Vir- uinia, and who, with four or five faithful slaves, still managed to keep her little farm in good order. Welcoming us, for " the sake of the gray" as slie said, we were soon seated on the grass plat, enjoy ing good though homely meal, and under the influence of her excellent buttermilk, corn bread, and fried chicken, were rapid ly, becoming reinvigorated. Suddenly Q confusion of voices sounded near us, and I caught the gleam of sabres and bright uniforms, as about a dozen cavalry in dark blue thundered down toward us A word and touch, and all four of us were in the adjoining thicket awaiting their approach. They galloped up, and ordering breakfast sat down on bench to await it. l felt q touch on my shoulder, and looking up saw 8 pale face near my own, with eyes turned in constrai ned manner to an officer on the bench "R - the lips whispered, almost inaudibly, "now is the time to end the war. Wonder sits Sherman" was so utterly takenby surprise that did not at first comprehend him, but gradually as l l gazed mechanically on the officer pointed out to me, began to understand that the south's greatest and most powerful enemy, [ the one who was wiping her out of exis
 tence as nation, who held her fate, as il were, in the hollow of his hand, who had done her more evil in four months than all his predecessors had accomplished in as many years, was sitting there serene and unconscious, within the reach of my car bine. I at once commenced cautiously to un. sling it. The fate of the Confectionery per. haps hung on that moment; when at this length of time think upon the awful in . terests that were at stake, my brain reels and grow faint. The General arose, un- conscious of his peril, and walking with a rapid military tread into the house, follow ed by his staff, and very soon we could see them through the open window engaged in eating breakfast. was completely bafled and had no opportunity, nor had any oi us, to renew our attempts, as body of cavalry soon arrived, before whom we thought 1t prudent to retire, and accord ingly made sudden retreat a