Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1871-12-09

der, pointing with sweep Of his fin
ger to the nearest, and from which
the bullet came. An hour by the
watch, general" F" ''Then open fire
at pOint-blank range. and leave rot
one stone upon another"
1t was done, and well done. and
those who saw Alagruder soonest
/ afterwards noticed that he had an
other bar on his epaulettes-he had
been made captain. War was his
element, the biVOuac his delight.
and the battle his perfect happiness.
Besides, prOdigal, fashionable, fool
lshly brave sometimes, a spend
THRIFT, generous, true friend and
stauuch comrade, the surrender at
AppomattON made him Haged man
IN his prime, and wrinkled his fea-
lures, which had before resisted all
the attacks of time.
One who wandered far and long
with him in other lands, in sweef
sunshiny weather, relates how.
frOm Vera Cruz 10 ChapUltepec. he
went with Magruder an over the
battle-tields OF the Mexican war
The light came back TO his ewes, and
the tire to his face, when telling of
Contreras and CherubuscO, and Pc
rote, and MOlino del Rev. and the
Belen Gate and Chapultepec, and
the City of Mexico. His talk was
never ended of Scott and Twisgs.-
Wool and Worth, Smith and Pillow,
Taylor and Quitman. and all the
young subOrdinates. W no Afterwards
played such bloody parts in the
greatest Of American dramas. OF
NJ RI fNnIA.rn la HA1I L.
among a thousand The fire from
the hlll of Chapultepec was terrible.
tlfty pieces of heavy artillery we're
massed against my four gum battery
at point-blank Iange. and in the val
ley below regiment Of Lancers
were forming for q charge. Our
hre had been slackened, and the men
were lying down. A young man sat
beside one of the guns amusing him
self with picking up pebbles and
shooting them out from his hald.-
The Lancers came nearer | called
to the young officer whom had no
ticed, and he sprang up saluting.
y our name - ''Iieut. George
b. McClelIeu." 'sVery well. lieuten-
ant. Take command OF one Of these
guns and disperse those Lancers."
The gunners rushed to their pieces.
All the great cannOns about Chapul-
tepec went 70 roaring. The battle
began anew. Worth was sweepine
up the activity, the Laneers were
routed, and the next | saw Of Me
Clellan he was smoking a cigarette
in the palace of Santa Anna, his face
as black as powder keg, aud anug-
ly wound in his arm.
What book his life would make
in the hands of some men. lie once
intended 10 write an autobiography.
Whether IL was begun or not, we do
not know-mOst certainly il was
never finished
The brave fond heart is pulseless
now. The form of the stalwart SOL
dier in dust in its far away grave
The laurels that he gathered and
wore so well are faded and gone
Back from the unknown land no
voice will come TO tell of what rank
he takes in the spectral columns.
closed up and silent, waiting the re-
surrec:iOn day. Yet God deals gent
ly with a soldier. When he is brave.
and noble, and courteous, and mer-
ciful, he has those attributes which
assimilate heaven, and, therefore, is
he fOfeOrdained to happiness after
death. 1t may be late in coming
the biyOuacs are right cold dreary,
we know, for some, but after the
night the morning, and after the
Judgment day the New Jerusalem.