Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-08-21
EVENING STAR.
sAIURDAY......... Auguss eI, lszo.
TON OCHILTREE-s STORY.

NO Grande, has Travelled the world over
ne b-nobbed with Dickens. fiattered Bulwer
ciDec with Victor Hugo, and was only
checked I'm his lion hunting career by saw
age cynical old Carlyle, who returned his
caru, saying "there We're too many OF these
CO Americans lying around loose, already
in Europe
During the late civil war. when brother
sought brothers blood. and the inceaIiary
torch was applied 20 the southern hearth
stone by Lincoln's hirelings. Col Ochiltree.
win mat devotion which has ever charae-
teriZed the braves OF his tribe when their
country calleG, served on the STAFF Of Con
LongStreet. That diStinguished officer. know
ing the (olonel'S diplomatic tact and power
a secret mission OF grea, Importance throuch
the heart Of Georgia, a region which Gen
sherman afterwards passed through with
less secrecy and even more oCla'.. The Col
oEel, travelling on horseback, arrived ore
night al a lonely reSiden ~ in the pine woods
about dusk. and refining up his charger po-
ltely inquired II he could be accomrno tatfAi
with bed and supper. adding thai ne was "A
confederate officer ON duty. That was a nsSS-
word 10 any southern family's heart. and ne
was cofeilally made welcome. After stabling
and rubbing down his weary war-ho-se with
his own hands, as becomes n good cavalier.
ne wended his way 20 the house, where he
found the family 10 consist OF an old lady. A
daughter. and two young lads. The father
and the older son were OFF 10 tie wars
After supper the conversation turned, OF
course, on the war. The Colonel told Of
great battles, the splendid victories won over
the Sar kses by that Marlborough in mill
iary genius fud Bayari in honor. Il Dbert
Lee, and described the appearance of a BAT
tie field after The roar OF conflict had ceaSaI-
the heaps OF slain, lying in rows, like fence
ralls thrown down, every man with his face
10 the fOe-stern, implacable and brave. The
little drummer-boy was there. OF course;
thirteen years OF age, faIr-hairei his
mothers darling, dead, with his little kettle
drum clutched IN his tiny hands. ret with
his own blood, Lis childish face cruelty
broken by a bullet. which struck him down
just as he beat the last charge which sent
nFF Ign .-aHE.
on 10 glory ard victory.
" But ne died Tor his country, ladies; and
lhe good God above will give him tenderer
care than even mothers, for the life H.
gave his country" said the Colonel, with
deep pathOs.
By this time he had the ladies OF the house
Eretty well worked up as may be imagined
The mother sat with clasped hands and tear
fnl eyes, praying for her Randolph, while the
young girl sobbed aloud:
" On, Colonel said she, sstid Won ever
meet my brother Randolph i'm the army
how foolish these good sisters aud sweet
hearts. They fancy every one must know
In what regiment is he, Miss" inquired
the Colonel.
&" The Sixth Georgia, Company Il, Captain
MY God!" exclaimed the Colonel, with
sudden emotion and a glance of sorrow AZ
the two women: "Was poor Randolph a
WAS hep" almost shrieked the frightened
girl, with look of terror and apprehension
clouding her face, WAS he: He is my
brother. Oh, cont say, Colonel. anything
has happened 10 my darling brother"
The Colonel rose from his chair with his
handkerchief TO his eyes, and walker out on
the balcony TO compose himself. Return
ing, lie TOOK both the old lady's hands i'm his
own, and looking the weeping women sally
in the face, said
MADAME, he died IN these arms"
The scene, of course, was heaTt-rending.
Mother and sister tainted. After being re-
stored, and they had become calmeT, the
Colonel. in obedience TO their request, de-
scrlbed the sad event. Randolph had won
The admiration of his comrades and the con-
hdence of his superior officers by almost SUI
rerhuman courage, and judgment m arvel-
Gus in one so young. At Games Mills he
had, sing le-handed, stayed the progress OF a
Yankee regiment across a bridge over the
Chickahominy. The Colonel had directed il
should be held until reinfOrcementS arrived.
Eeinforcernents arrived, but too late for poor
Randolph, who, shot through the breast, still
maintained his trust, ard when Col. Ochil-
tree came up at the head OF the RELIEF
column, the gallant lad fell expiring into his
arms, saying: 'Tell my mother and sister,
By this time the younger son, having
chopped the wood, fed the pigs, and made
things straight for the night, came into the
room carry ing al armful of kindlings for the
morning Tres. The mother exclaimed, "Cal
hOun, EandolphS dead"
Down Went The wood, and Calhoun swelled
the cry. 1t was worse than an Irish keen.
calhoun recovered fast, and turning TO the
Colonel says:
"What moat your name be, stranger"
The Colonel allowed it might be Ochiltree.
What" exclaimed the boy, Frightening
up, Tom Ochiltree, OF Texas?'
The Colonel admitted IL, with a glow OF
commendable pride suffusing his martial
eatures at finding that his fame had per
meal leu that solitude.
'ToO-Tal, too raj, wake snakes" said CAL
houn, as he coolly commenced 10 pick up the
wood. "Don't cry, nanny, Randolph amt
dead.'
The Colonel's reputation for romancing, or
as he hin self calls il, throwing in rainbow
had preceded him, bat il is only due To him
10 say that he told the story on himself