The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-05-11
THE TIMES, NEW BLooMF1ELD, Pa, MAY IL, 1880.

beyond, when the sudden blast of bu-
giles startled him, and down In the
morning mist not more than a half a
mile, away he dimely discovered large
cavalry camp. He stopped, and a few
minutes Of increasing daylight dlsclos-
Ing the whole of Hill's corps, as 1t after
wards proved, In bivouac and making
hasty preparations for breakfast Deslr-
ing nearer view he pushed on around
the turn, and was brought up by cav
airy picket"
Who goes there Y"
ITS me ; only me-" and the verdant
youth advanced with the confidence Of
innocence.
' Halt, you cussed hayseed peddler, or
else Ill blow potato hole In you
Who are you, and what do ye want var
anyhow"
why it's only me sojer. / amt got
no hayseed. This Is cornmeal, and Pm
goin' home from mill"
" Corporal of the guard ~ yelled the
picket. That officer appeared, and took
glance at the situation. He was u
man of business and few words.
" Yank, get off'n that critter."
Mister Sojer, want to go home
with my meal. Dads waltin -"
" Git down." and the reb brought his
revolver up to his eye with persuasive
promptness. Tote that sack of meal
down hyar," and he led Haines back to
the picket reserve, leading the horse
himself Lieutenant, hyar's blame
fool Yank, an hoss an meal sack
jlst came in what'll do with him ~
Turn the hoss in, divide the meal,
and send the fellow to headquarters.
In ten minutes Haines was ,blubbering
like great calf, led into the presence
of Gen. Hill.
Who are you my man 7" said the
General as he made his morning ablu-
tions in a horse bucket.
"I'm 81 Mooney, and I'm a-comin'
home from the mill, and they took
Buckeye from me, they did, and my
meal too. Won't you make those sojers
give me my Buckeye back again p
Dad'll raise thunder if you DON'T"
$50 you say your name is Mooney, is
it 2"
Yes sir, just Mooney, sir old Slime
on MONEYS son over yonder. Mother
she was Lands, one of the Landis'
from down to Catocton, and, So"
Well, you are the mooniest chap
I've seen for some time. And the offic-
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nearly split themselves at their superb
or's hugh joke, and their mirth was in
creased by the Yank's innocent query
"Who are you, sojer Where are
you going to Are you going down our
way ?"
6 Hill is my name, sir ; son of old
man Hill down south, and 1 am going
to Philadelphia. Have you seen any
Yankee soldiers in you travels 2"
"No, amt seen no sojers. heard
there were whole lot at Chambersburg
and Hagerstown, though"
They are not the kind we are look
ing for" and General Hill having fin
ished his hasty toilet, consulted few
minutes with his officers, aside and then
said
"Mr. Mooney, / guess you'd better
run home. Your people may be anx-
ious about you. Adjutant give him a
safeguard of some kind that will see
him through our people to the rear"
Haines was given his paper, and after
a little useless pleading to have Buck
eye restored, started off in apparently
very low spirits. He lost no time, how
ever, in getting out of the lines, and run
with all his speed to the farm of a Mr..
Stoffier on the Chambersburg road,
where he was known, and where with a
hasty explanation, he procured the only
horse the Union man had left. He was
now six miles beyond Gettysburg, and
over mile in the rear and to the right
of Hill's Corps. He lost no time in
mounting and made wide Circuit to
reach the Cashtown road again. He
struck it through by lane about six in
the morning, and looking in the direc-
ton of the pass saw the head of a Con-
federate cavalry squad but short dis
tance down the road. They yelled at
him to stop, but he paid no heed, and
set of at full speed toward Skerry's
where he had left his father. After a
short pursuit the rebels gave him up and
in about an hour the watchers saw him
coming at full speed. The old man had
the boys horse out in the road in a
twinkling, and hastily changing horses
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