Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1875-05-30
" My Uncle "a Renaissance of the
War.
BY GEORGE T. BROMLEY.
" He has gone where the woodbine twineth. /,
The Three Glohes

He has gone where the woodbine twineth /.
The Three Globes.
lrst met and was introduced to "My
uncle" at his place of business in Chat
ham street, New York, and was then
iorclbly struck with his modest, unassum
ing demeanor, while his benign or seven
Dy-nlne countenance seemed to indicate
heart and soul equal to the emergencies
OF the business. The family of INV
Uncle" consisted of a frugal wife who pre-
sided over the domestic duties of his house
hold in the back room of his store, and
among her many virtues was reckoped
seven small children.
No emblazoned sign spread its letters
over his door to entice the unwary into
extravagant purchases, but three modest
golden globes pointed out to the deserv-
ing poor where "My Uncle" ever stood
ready to receive their pledges of affection,
and to give them the assurance that the
interest he felt in them could only be
equaled by the interest he took out of
them.
How many years he thus pursued the
even tenor of his way / have no means of
knowing; but "when the first gun was
fired upon SUMTER" and call made for
every lover of his country to grid on his
armor and prepare for its defense, it was
met with response from the patriotic
bosom of "My Uncle" which was only
equaled by the response from the ma
ternal bosom of "My Uncle's" wife at the
call of the infantry
Now was heard 'the busy note of prep
aration throughout the land" The s'ear-
piercing fife and spirit-stirring drum"
called the merchant from his counter, the
mechanic from his workshop, and the
farmer from his field. An overwhelming
love Of country and a patriotism that knew
no bounds impelled MY Uncle" to duty
which he plainly saw before him. Leaving
his business in the hands of a trusty clerk,
he went forth boldly to perform that duty,
and enlisted in the army as = "Beef Con-
tractor"
shall not draw aside the veil and ex-
pose to the public gaze the painful sepa-
ration of my Uncle" and his SORROW
stricken family; suffice it to say that the
scene was faithfully photographed, and
the picture now ornaments the walls of
the give Points Mission School," it hav-
ing been presented to that institution for
the reason that to many of the pupils the
face of my Uncle" was very familiar.
l now feel that no language of my own
can do justice to the patriotic ardor and
burning zeal that actuated my Uncle" in
sacrificing himself upon "the altar of his
country but few extracts taken from
his journal, found upon his person after
taking off, will show how pure, how
disinterested were his motives and how
exalted his patriotism:
washington, July 22d, 1S61-Yester-
day was disastrous day for our army;
had terrible fight at Bull Run. Place
takes its name from the stampede of my
cattle, lost several head. AS a starter,
Bull Run is not success"
"Vicksburg, July 4th, 1S63-To-day a
glorious victory has been achieved. Our
men fought like heroes. I felt thrill of
honest pride as they rushed upon the
enemy knowing no fear. l watched them
with intense anxiety as tended my cat
tie in the rear of the army. Beef has
gone up to fabulous prices"
April 9th, 1s65-Richmond is taken.
This stronghold has yielded to the Union
Army. Glorious news. The price of beef
remains the same. have raised the
'star-spangled banner over my cattle
pen. All how l love that good old dag"
april 18th, 1865-Visited the hospi-
tails. Saw the sutferngs of the thousands
who had fought 50 nobly for my country.
NV heart ached for them. Recommended
in each case bowl of beef tea every tif-
teen minutes. How sweet to administer
consolation to the afflicted!
How beautifully do these extracts por-
tray the peculiar characteristics of my
Uncle" Why should not such man
live foreverl But death loves shining
mark, and in an unguarded moment my
Uncle offered bullock for sale at less
than five hundred per cent. advance,
which 50 enraged the animal about to be
sold, that he rushed furiously upon My
Uncle" and gored him to death, and in
: his CORY bed he died-killed by one of his
own herd-so heard.
An inquest was ordered; twelve men
sat upon my Uncle" and the verdict
: thew rendered was: "Died of too many
u horns"
7 A soldier sitting on the stern-sheets OF
a howitzer, one who had no doubt received
: MANY choice neck pieces from MY
II Uncle" exclaimed upon hearing the ver-
e dict: Bully for the bull, thus showing
II that soldiers as well as Republics are
e ungrateful.'
$: 4 red flag and secondhand monu,
II ment is all that now remains to show tha'
y ~ "MY UNCLE" ONCE LIVED.
~ -.Musical Rerien.
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