The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1878-01-03
A SOLDIERS FATE.
A STORY OF two BROTHERS.

On last Sunday, says the Chronicle
and Constitutional;st, a citizen Of Au-
gusta, modest, unassuming charac-
ter, but brave man and good mem
ber of the community, died in this
city and was buried on the following
day. We allude to Mr.. Cicero Harris,
at one time driver of one Of the street
cars, and at the time of his death in
the employ of Mr.. G. H. Kernaghan.
We find the following in reference to
him in the Louisville (Ky.) Daily
Evening Nesus, of October /, 1877:
Fifteen years ago, when the eyes Of
the young men Of Kentucky were
turned toward the South in its day of
need, there left this county, in compa-
ny with many others, two brothers who
cast, their lot with the South as MEM
bers of the First Regiment Of Ken
lucky Cavalry, under command of
Colonel Ben Hardin Helm, who after
ward died at Chickamauga leading
the First Kentucky Brigade Of lnfan-
try, the grandest brigade that ever
fought a battle. These brothers were
model soldiers, brave almost to rash
ness, and always at their posts. The
younger had a hard fate. In 1863,
when the army began its retreat
through Tennessee, he was shot in the
foot while the regiment was being
charged by the enemy, but never muir
INJURED, fighting on, until, almost faint
ing from loss Of blood, the comrade.by
his side first learned that he had been
struck.
CATER weary days Of suffering he
recovered, rejoined his command, and,
when Stoneman was making one Of his
raids, was again cruelty wounded, only
to again recover and rejoin his 'regi.:
ment. Sherman swept down to the
sea, the two brothers still fighting with
their command all through that terri
BE and hopeless campaign. At last,
in 1865, Bentonville, NC, was reach
ed, and here they fought their last
fight side by side again. The elder
brother had never been touched in.
battle. At the picket stand, a few
days after the battle, be drew his gun
toward him by the muzzle; It explo-
ded, the ball entering the knee-cap,
necessitating amputation. Delirious,
in two days be died, and was laid to
rest by his comrades.
"Exactly one week afterward the
younger brother, dismounting from his
horse, carelessly set down his gun; it
exploded, and made chastity wound,
in the side and chest. Sherman was
pressing. forward, the Southern army
was receding, and all that could be
done was to leave the poor fellow to
die, as all were sure he must do very
soon, in the hands Of the enemy. That
was in April, 1866. Two weeks ago;
the MANNED and crippled hero Of more
than a hundred fights walked into the
law office Of an old comrade in this
city. After having been reported to
all his friends and relatives as among.
the dead, he had still survived. and,
though his body is marked all over
with the terrible scars of battle, he is
kept alive by the indomitable spirit
that marked him ever as one of the
bravest men in bis regiment. These
words are written by one who rode by
his side when he received his first
wound, and no member Of Company
"B" Of the First Kentucky Cavalry
of the G. S. A. but will recognize in
the dead brother rash, brave and inn
petuous John Harris; in the living
one, the no less brave Cicero Harris.
His life has been a modest one, but is
filled with incidents more startling
than are told in fiction. Every old
comrade will hope that he may live
long in the midst of the circle he has
made happy by his return"