The daily gazette., 1878-03-25
He Doesn't Like Gen. Sherm an.
The story of Col. Tom WORTH
fngtom, of Ohio.
Fr0m Ule Olnclnadti Enaulrer.

by keen sense of wrong. Want and
priyation have added to his seventy
years. Although cleanly in his person.
ne IN ragged and forlorn. But he is bur-
dened with an old grievance-an affair
cong since forgotten by the public. and
SO fierce in his shrill denunciations,
so tedious in his recital, that men
avoid him, hurry away at his approach.
ana bolt their doors against his en-
trance.
!, And yet that man saved, in one of the
disasters of the late war, our army from
utter annihilation. 1t was no accident.
put the result of his own soldierly in
stincts and high courage. His grand
achlevement that ought to secure him at
Ieast ala IN his Old age, and imperishable
renown after death, was the cause of his
ruin. VI mo
met him upon the avenue last Thurs
day. L made no effort to escape him.
athough, God knows, he holds one as
tne dreadful old mariner held the we'd
ding guest in Coleridge's wild poem. He
goes over the late war again and again.
ne mas all the facts with q fearful te-
hacity IN his mind and only forgets that
ne mas gwen them to you over and over
Deiore. HIS pale, ashy face, once so
strong In 1t setting Of full forehead, Ro-
man nose, and square, prominent, and
sohd chin, has nothing left but the CLEAN
OF an eye in which there turks a touch of
insanity. His slouched hat is pulled over
his white head, as if it were nightcap.
His clothes, of past fashion, are ragged
ana threadbare, while his feet are clad in
heavy shoes, good for ten years wear,
that he greases and wears innocent of
SOCKS. Every part of him indicates
poverty, but an Independents fierce sort
OF poverty that deiies charitable aid or
sympathy.
While he rehearsed the old story of
wrong, he suddenly stopped, and as ugly
a gleam as / ever care to see shot from
ms gray eyes. He was looking at a car
rlage and pair that was rolling by. The
nigh stepping bays i'll their glittering
harness We're driven by celored man,
sleek, tat, and insolent, and they carried
Gen. Tecumseh Sherman, sitting back
with arms folded, as if he felt that the
eyes of the world were on him in CRATE
full admiration. My old friend lifted his
arm and shook his clencbed hand at the
carriage and occupant as they swept by,
and cried out:
"There goes the damned scoundrel-
the damned cowardly, lying scoundrel;
the damned traitorl There he goes damn
hIm"
Fearing that I might be implicated in
this fierce Indictment of the General, L
hurried away. Barring the profanity the
old man did not give this epauletted
fraud an epithet amiss.
The man who thus Observation-Disclosures
man was old Tom Worthington, of Ohio
A graduate of West Point, he left the
service for a more active life, and did not
return until the late civil war broke
upon the country, and he then raised a
regiment, the Forty-sixth Ohio Infantry
and took the field. He made for the
time an extraordinary officer His keen
soldierly instincts, stimulated by an in
domitable energy, and sustained by an
iron will, were marred by quick temper
and coarse, overbearing manner. Col
Tom was martinez, and drilled and
disciplined his troops. His soldierly in
stincts taught him that as much could be
got from the spade in the use of raw
troops as the musket, and his encamp-
ment could be traced by the earthworks
he left behind, and he fought with
readiness that indicated pleasure in the
fighting. These high qualities proved
his ruin on trying occasion when any
other man would have secured fame and
fortune.
Col. Toms Forty-sixth Ohio infantry
made part of Grants and Sherman's
advance when it went into camp at Pitts
burg landing, probably remembered in
history as Shiloh. The Forty-siXth made
the extreme right, and Col. Worthington
went into camp full of anxiety. He
knew that Grant had cut his army in
halves, and was marching into the ene-
my's country with the leading half with
out the other in supporting distance. He
saw with CONSERVATION that the army
was encamped without reference to a
defence, wide gap being left between
the wings for force that was supposed
to be ten days at least in the rear. This
anxiety was not quieted by the criminal
negligence that left this force without
even picket line.
Col. Worthington repaired to head
quarters to find the generals. They were
deaf to all suggestions, and he returned
to make the best preparation he could
to meet a calamity he knew to be threat
ening
The next morning the storm fell in a
surprise that spread CONSERVATION and
death in every direction. Men at A
NJ. were shot while preparing breakfast,
and bayoneted in their tents. 1t was
the most frightful confusion and slaugh-
ter.
There was one point that was not sur
prised and at which our troops fought
with a cool stubbornnesS that had not
been shaken by surprise. 1t happened
to be the key point of the situation held
| by Col. Worthington, and around this
the few men that could be rallied fought
that long, fearful day. The rest of the
| army with Sherman and, l suppose
Grant, was huddlcd under the bank OF
| the river where the gunboats, with theii
heavy pieces, afforded protection.
1t was luck alone that brought Buel
| and Nelson, with their 25,00O men, with
in hearing of the guns that sent theiI
contln uous roar over thirty miles. These
gallant officers-and God never created
Drawer, truer, or more able men-pushed
on, and arrived in time to save what
criminal negligence had endangered
Grant and Sherman ought to have
been conrt-martialed and shot. Instead
of this Col. Tom Worthington was court
| martlaled and cashiered. Had the old
man, like Buell., Nelson, and thousand
others, held discreet silence, his gallant
achievement would have been rewarded
| with promotion; but his honest wrath
| and Indignation knew no bounds. On
all occasions he denounced in the most
profane manner the conduct of the ine-
briates, his superior officers, and he was
disgraced
The court had its findings set aside OR
the ground of its being unlawfully or.
ganiZed, or, to use palmer term, packed
but President Lincoln, instigated thereto
| by Halleck, dismissed Tom Worthington
| from the service.
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