The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-06-25
TIE JOURNAL,


EAElElI. EAElElI. JOURNAL,
Eleaslhg Up Tor Recr uits.
We FoRld q tale unfold, and propose
10 uIIiold i At once. The period Of our
story Is during the late war, the hero a
man wei known to the citizens Of Utica,
the scene The shores Of Canada and the
wateiz This side. We viii call our hero
jones' because this is not bis true name,
and rs there are thrss hundred families
byue sme name in the city, nobody
villihink we mean him. We give the
words Of the chief actor:
Yeu see ] thought if could get a
few rnen over from Canada could do
a big business in the way Of bounties.
So ! went. i passed myself for rail-
road contractor, and hired seventeen
men in few days to come over, with
the understanding that they should en-
list ~ soon as they reached Utica 1
put them at hotel, footed all bills,
and fed them high, to keep them con
teptei IKE. They thought Uncle Sam
Va9si good man TO board with. About
the time ! was ready to start, q big Ian
tern jsWed cigar-msker comes up to me
and gays:
HI sayl Be you the boss that is
beating hup for recruits to 60 TO the !
Statesp
eessWell,' says I, "a few men are going |
over 10 work on the Deerfield d Niaga- !
"a RsilrOad, and am going with them.
Ne,Hlsyg enlist when we get there -
WoulHyou ike 70 gog' #1a
: Think bout it, says he. Then
fun tsced chap steps up, about as i'm
Portant as a yearliDg pup with 8 new
brass collar.
sAhem-AW-Did / understand you
70 say you was going to the States r
1 knew he was sn officer as soon as
set eyes on him.
Thinks I to myssf, now, Yankee
Jop&uookout for six years and expOr-
tstion.
We'll, yes, stranger, says. 4 caIcu-
late to 60 to the States
,fTo enlist ? says he, feeling round for
his revolver.
Didn't know but / might enlist, says
/, You see that big fellow down BY {
the corner, with big white hat on, ]
don't youP {
Yes be could see him plain.
well. he has got a squsd of about ]
thirty of US. Wsmay enlist after we
get over ~ = Il d e
The officer started for the white hat e
The man under it was red hot rebel f
from Virginia by the way, aud l start Z
ed fot the boat. I piled onto the /
steamer ike one horse hurricane. l Ip
gave the fireman $50 bill and told 0
him 70 hide me. He was. used to the G
business. a
HePut an empty box on end in the b
,oal bOv. n
Lay down, says he, and put your ;
heed in there. G
II looked hard, but there was no r
lther way. composed myself and be b
ihoVeled on the coal. I never knew g
hat cpai weighed so much to the pound b
'efore. The little box kept the big e
hunks out Of my eyes and mouth; but II
thought the dust would choke me st
ure. Talk about dying for your coun- u
Ey,lSFe been buried for mine, and al
'ainted black with coal dust to attend n
ny own funeral. I heard the officers th
ramp about the boat looking for me. W
did net care whether they found me ht
7 not, anything to get out of there ID
hen the boat started, and every jar of "
be machinery shook the coal down ar
iarder. By and by, just before l died, %
be fireman began digging for me- N
inally be struck his spade into the d
mall Of my back. re
What is itF l groaued. dr
we are in American waters. pl
1 craWled out, / felt like man, 1 pa
lade for the upper deck, / walked up ho
} that officer; he did not know me. d.
ays i: tn
What are You doing hereP Pu
Whose boy are you, SamBop says US
4 am brother Jonathan's boy. You w
aEe been stickin' your British nose into ca
y bnAiness; you have had your turn sel
ow I'll have mine. II you are not in -nil
our skin making your best time North, "a
two minutes, I'll chuck your over nl'
0ard. He dug. l want to see that 90
once; I'll grind him up sd
Der than anything be ever twisted =
rapPer around. That little trip cost
e $500, and spoiled a handsome suit
broadclOth and silk hat If you lh
ant any Fenians, am one - Utica Y
srald