The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1879-05-27

The air Wa filled with whining bull
LETT, but the denoniac yells Of the
enemy we're more appalling to my
bewildered eensea Owing 70 the
intesse darkness it Vas impossible to
discover any thing but the repeated
flashes Of the firearms of the rufians
Who bad broken in % unceremouiOusly
upon US. For the time being must
have forgotten my ailments. - dis
covered myself running. sometimes
falling. intent only on widening the
distance between myself and the
enemy, from whom, II l Was again
captured. l could expect no favors.
For nearly six weeks l had under
gone every fatigue. the most terrible
exposure. to regain liberty, and l
felt that my march Of nearly one
thousand miles through the Con-
federate States deserved something
better than the fate which l knew
those yelping bushwhackers would
be only to happy to mete out in case
they again succeeded in ''gobbling
me. o.. on l went. my movements
being greatly accelerated by the whiz-
ziug Of bullets; but BY and bv, when
almost exhausted and apparently out
of immediate danger. l sat down 70
extric.te . piece Of stick which had
been forced into the 6eshy part Of my
heel. The ground Was white with
frost and the atmosphere very cold.
My situation Was decidedly un-
envisble. Daylight came at last. and
with it I was more strongly impressed
with sense of my wretched condi
ton. What had become Of my com-
paniops | knew not; neither had ]
any means Of ascertaining. Not q
single soul was in sight. Not sound
disturbed the quiet which reigned
among those great hills. was on
the brink Of despair when ] heard q
party approaching. and when they
came near enough l was made in
expressibly happy on beholding Major
Davis and . number of followers.
Captains Todd and Grant we're miss
ing. Davis knew nothing about
either of them"
Within . week after this We were
safe within the Union lines at Knox
vile. Shall l tell you with what
animation We rehearsed to Generals
Carter and Gillem and . listening
company who welcomed ps To that
heroic town the story of our suffering
and escape-bow they cheered US BY
kindly of6ces-how thoughts Of an
old.fashioned Thanksgiving With the
dear ones at home made our dream,
luminous as with the smiles OF angels
No: you can imagine it all, and
il you have ever been in such peril a
We escaped you will understand wha,
I mean when l say that life seemed
to US, in these FIRST hours of deliver
ance. like q resurrection, in which we
stood with crowns upon our heads.
shining pathways. leading heaven
ward. stretching away in reaches Of
splendor before our weary feet.
Rested at length from our fatigue,
under orders from the Provost Mar
shall General to report to the
Adjutant General at Washington. ws
parted from the friends whose tender
nursing We shall never forget, and {
week afterward received the hearty
kisses of loved ones on our lips
loved ones from whom all through my
dreary captivity I had neve0 heart
one word, and who had expect neve
to see me agaiu this side of that rive
which all of US must ford at the roll
cali from above.
Base Ball in the Police Court.
From the CINCINNATI Enquirer.
John King. Tom Elliott. Jane
Rawlings and George Smith, fou
rusty looking.men, were up befor
Judge Wilson yesterday, charges
with vagrancy.
liking, where are you from :" aske'
the court.
Baltimore, answered King.
"What are you here ior?"
II came down to see . base hal
game"
"All the way from Baltimore {
see . game Of base ball :" demande'
bis honor.
"Yes, sir 4; We we're not doing any
thing, and so We thought We woul
take q run over and see how you
boys handled the Bnstons.
"Your garments. more PARTICULAR
your boots, do not indicate you are
young gentlemen Of wealth who ca
Afford
"Oh. We amt, We ain't," answere,
King; "there's only thirty-6ve cent
in the crowd. l have q nickel an
Elliott has thirty cents"
Elliott, where do you hail from !
From Baltimore. your honor"
"You look like . man of som
sense; you didn't come all the va
to see our boys wipe the Boston
ItOm tue JoCS VI e0ISus u u Wcbc.
"Yes. your honor, I came down {
see the game.
james Rawlings, let Us hear wha
you have to say"
II was born and raised in Balti
more"
"Well. Why amt you there now I?
| 81 came down to zee the game.
This Is astonishing" gasped hi
honor, tanning himself with hi
docket and then. as If q solution o
the mystery had suddenly dawne,
upon him, he continued:
"Ohl I see, you are . member o
the press!"
"Not at al" retorted Elliott
Indignantly; We walked!'
Smith, have you anything Il
ayr
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