The daily gazette., 1875-06-17
From the Detroit Free Press.
FIT WITH ST0NEWALL JACKSON

He was at the Central station, yes
terday, waiting to go to the county in
sane asylum. There was wild lool
in his eyes, and now and then ht
would mutter to himself; but on,
would sooner think him the victim ot
poverty and harder luck than lanatic
His garments were faded and rent, the
LETT arm was of at the elbow, he had 9
painful limb, and he was old and Gray
Suddenly he paused in his walk. he
stood still at attention" and exclaim.
ed;
fright dress-front."
Some men looked up and the old man
continued:
VI ht wit Stonewall Jackson-that's
what ails me-"
Were you soldiert" asked one of
the men who had carried a musket for
three years.
The old man regarded him with a
look OF pity and contempt, and loftily
replied:
III will show your
lie had his coat and vest off of his
back in moment, AMI pulling open
his woollen shirt he, pointed to q terri
BILE scar,
WAS struck there with u bayonet, !"
said the old man.
lie exposed his left thigh and there
was another terrible scar. showing
where an ounce ball had ploughed its
way through, and explained why he
limped.
Il got that lighting with Stonewall
jackson" he said, his voice betraying
pride.
lie mutely pointed to his MANNED
arm, waited full minute, and then
whispered:
Il got that under Stonewall Jackson
tool" '''0
He stood at attention" again, his
eyes fixed on the wall. His face was
hard and stern for moment, but then
1t softened and lighted up. He seemed
TO see picture of the past on the blank
wall and presently he was wearing the
gray again. He trembled with excite
ment as he wheeled around and ex-
claimed:
"Didl tight with Stonewall JacksonY |
You bet did!'
"Member we 'uns came down ON Won
'uns in the wilderness? saw him a
dozen times that day, and we 'uns
knew you 'uns would catch blazes
onward, 1orWard-march, march all |
uay Iong, no rest, no rations, no let up.
old Uncle robert General Lee) had
sent for jackson, and Jackson would
be thar ON time. Along the roads and |
across the fields, and jlst at dark we
struck you 'uns-struck like lorna
40. Down along the thickets-and
through the woods-across the swamps
and you 'uns didn't see us 'uns com
ing"
Great blazes!" continued the old
man us he sprang up. ave charged |
Tight down on you 'uns, doubled The
line up, and drove 1t. That's who
5tonewall jackson was-that's 8 how we
At! got this ere bad hut in the hip
there, and while L was lying there YOU
uns chawed this arm off with Crane
shot. Die? Lots of graybacks would
have deid there; but wasn't / under
Jackson-old Stonewall Jacksonp We
ns' sir; we couldn't stop long enough
to diep'
LIS eyes haSneu, color came TO his |
face, and for moment he showed all |
The pride of a veteran of Waterloo. |
Then his true situation came to him,
and he sat down, excitement all gone,
and said
u havn't money enough to buy a
,rutch, and my head isn't right. I've
surrendered to you 'uns, and you 'uns
IRE going to take me somewhere. I'm
'ld and used up, and I wish I'd died
lnder Jackson!'
The men waited awhile and then
Questioned him, but he fixed his gaze
IN the wall and make no reply. When
he officer came to escort him TO the
iepot he noticed the old mans lameness
le asked:
'Shall we take a carr"
mo, sir" was the prompt reply;l
forward, guide, right, arch; 1 fit
with StOneWall Jacksonn