New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1880-01-28

Che was pastor Of the Baptist church
at Freehold, N. J. } and fearing for
his lite, he retired rochester Coun.
ty, Pennsylvania, where he took
charge of the Great Valley Baptist
church. He was appointed chap
lain in the army in 1776, and was
assigned to the regiment of Col. St.
Clair, with whom he was on duty
while that officer occupied the for.
tress at Ticonderoga. He served
with Gen. Gates during two com.
paigns, was chaplain to brigade
under Wayne's command, during
the fall of 1777, and was with him
at the time of the massacre of Pao.
Ii, narrowly escaping death at the
hands of the tories and British hire.
lings, the bloodya nd hated Hessians.
He had been in battles of the Bran.
DIVINE and of Germantown short
time previous. He served with
Wayne during the continuance Of
the contest, and was at Valley Forge
during that long, severe, and dreary
winter; was at Monmouth battle.
field, and remained in service until
the close of the war at Yorktown,
in 1881. His conduct was not al.
ways as peaceful as his profession
seemed to indicate, and he was some
times disposed to take more than a
chaplain's part in the warfare going
on around him.
One day, while walking out. in
the neighborhood of the camp, he
saw British dragon approaching,
who had not apparently discovered
him. Stepping out of the path, he
screened himself from observation
behind a dilapidated shed, and saw
the other dismount at the door of an
humble farm house, fasten his horse,
and enter. The first idea which
suggested itself to the mind of the
chaplain was, to return to camp,
and obtaining the assistance of some
one OF the men, return and capture
the dragon who, he supposed, had
stopped in search of refreshment.
Upon second though, however, he
concluded that would reflect but lit
tie credit upon his own courage, and
he determined to undertake it alone.
Carefully accommodating, he ascer-
tanned that the pistols Of the trooper
were in the holsters, and that the
horse could be app cached without
being seen from within the house.
Approaching near enough to hear
what was passing within, he found
his surmise to be correct; the soldier
was ordering. in a rough tone of
voice, the old lady, who was the sole
inmate, to prepare him something
to eat. She, poor soul, half fright:
ened out of her wits, was doing her
best to accommodate the unweIcome
guest, and was, as rapidly as her
trembling limbs would allow her,
setting such edibles as her larder
contained before him. Taking adj.
vantage of the others pre-occupa-
ton, the chaplain approached
the horse, drew the pistols from their
holsters, and carefully examined
whether they were loaded and prim-
ed. Finding them all right, he bold
]y advanced to the door, and entered,
with one in each hand. The dra.
COON was comfortably ensconced in
one of the DANES igh-backed
chairs behind the table, on which
were set various dishes of eatables.
which he was paying the most de.
voted attention to, while the old la
dy was in the act of adding still an
other dish to the already copious
bill of fare before him. His sword,
cap, and other equipments mad been
carelessly laid by, and the only
weapon within his reach was the
knife and fork in his hands. AS the
chaplain's figure darkened the door,
way, the dragoon, who was a strap
ping son of the ''Emerald Isle,''
looked IN, but seemed not to com.
prehend the others intentions, until
he presented pistol and ordered
him, in stentorian voice, to ''sur.
render, or he would blow his brains
OUT Finding himself caught, as
it were in trap, he involuntarily
jerked back his chair to reach his
sword, but the chaplain threatened
him with instant death if he stirred
another inch, and did not 1mmedi.
ately surrender, "Surrender to
who, We bloody rebhel! Who are
you!' ''Surrender to Chaplain
Jones of the-th brigade of Cont.
mental troops" replied Jones. "Be.
dad! a parson!-tare. an. GUNS, but it's
shame to be capthured by a bloody
rebhel parson; but s'pose there's
no help for it, so shove ahead, old
fellow-1'm your prisoner. The
chaplain advanced and picked up the
others sword, which he buckled
around his waist, and then ordered
his prisoner to mount. This he,
with some reluctance did, mean.
while using his tongue in liberal
volleys of expletive against his luck,
everybody in general, and the id
rebel rarson in particular; and was
conducted, Or rather driven, into
the American camp, where the par.
son and his prisoner were received
with loud huzzas, and the former
ever after was called ''the fighting
parson. Wayne himself was high.
~ pleased at the idea of his chaplain s
capturing a British dragoon, for
there was. no higher recommends.
ton in his eyes than bravery.
MIR. Jones continued in service I'm.
til the close of the war, when he re.
tired to his farm at Great Valley, re.
Stunning the pastoral of his congre.
CATION He was not allowed to re
main long in retirement. however