Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1869-12-24

be paid for at the close of tho war upon
proof of his loyalty.
"Come round about noon," said Col.
Cross TO me, with a wink, "My cook
gets up good dinners, may be he will
have a joint Of mutton"
FREDERICKSBURG.
A storm Of shot and she'll rains upon
Fredericksburg. Brave men attempt to
launch the pontoons boats filed with
gallant soldiers are in the stream. There |
is a sharp contest in the streets Of this
devoted town. Chaplain Fuller lies be- !
fore me, fallen in the prime of life. When
the curtain of cloud lifts in the morning
| see the advance of Burnside's columns
the feeble effort on the left; the terri
Bile slaughter in front Of Maryec's Hill.
| feel a sinking of the heart, and all over
the country there is dying out ofhope.
GETTYSBURG.
The scene changes to Gettysburg. l
am in the cemetery with Howard. On
Little Round Top with Weed and Cham
berlain, on Culps' hill when the enemy
creep along Rock run. | behold the hill
shrouded in smoke and flame, and hear
| the Wild exultant hurrah, when the last
mighty effort of Lee results in disastrous
failure. When the sun goes down be-
meath the western horizon ! can see that
the turning point in the mighty struggle
has been reached In future years men
shall stand there and say, "Here liberty
was saved to the world y
on THE WING.
/ am in Kentucky, Missouri and Kan
sas while the army of the Potomac is
resting. / am before Sumter and be-
hold the iron clads in action. sit and
dream beneath the cypress and palmetto
with long trails Of moss above me, sway
, ing in the breeze. The air is fragrant
with the perfume of the jassamine anc
. honeysuckle. l hear the freedmen chan
: their solemn hymn Of praise to God TO
$ deliverance from bondage. They ar
8 filed with ecstatic joy-joy that mus
: have vent, or they viii burst. Says one
f ode fac is massa, we feel so gooddat W
n can't hold in nohow, we must bress q
y Lord"
1t THE WILDERNESS.
( The leather dresser Of Galena is at Il
ID head of the army. The lines are draw
st in the Wilderness. Grant and Mea'
are talking together by the Old Mill.
IS The rebel lines are forming in yond
Us field. / can see the sunlight glanci
tn from gun barrel and bayonet.
Sc hear the roar of fifty thousand mi
er kets. How terrible the slaughter HI
OF obstinate the fight?
G. hear the sudden cry of multitu
of voices--nota hurrah, but yell fro
on the enemy, and behold the breaki
Sc, away of troops who have fought throuI
he the day. There is momentary disorde
te- but there is one man whose nerves a
IS unskaken. He sits with his back to
TO tree, whittling-cool enough and cal
de enough to comprehend the situation
'at affairs Ito plan new movement on 7
ns- instant.
ed What harem scarum ride is that
iat midnight through the dense forest do
= narrow pathway battalion of ca
is airy upon the gallop-riding pell m
be- to Spotsylvania, where Sheridan is a.
Tell through the day and through the nigl
ms How sweet to lie down moment uT
ley the ground, though the cannon are no
the ing near at hand-though troops
les. tramping though all is confusion
led and get few winks of sleep!
I'M What sad picture of misery, "
led despair and utter desolation is that
cad Todd's Tavern, where an aged man {
ope wife, tottering almost to the grave, pl'
the in trembling tones for a bit Of brea'
anything to satisfy the cravings of h
hen ger! War has swept round them. III
ghs sons are in the Confederate army. T
ded are alone, starving the battle is 81
lead ing around their miserable home
by billews around dismantled wreck.
IN Oh, the unceasing thunder Of
cannonade, and the constant rattl
> musketry pickets and sentinels cor
uing the contest while the main a
,use. are resting to obtain fresh strength f'
renewal of the battle. Day and nigl
night and day it goes on.
are How thrilling those last words of
Irmy Rice, as his spirit takes it fight, lie
All! die with my face to the enemy =
had Charge and counter charge; adv
Is by and retreat prisoners taken and pr
t ex- ers lost thousands of wounded, h
the of dead, cannon roaring, muskets
!, and Ting, till the ear grows dull, the ne
up of unstrung! Such is the experience off
In forty days in the Wilderness bet
pay. Culpepper and Cold Harbor.
gin THE LAST YEAR.