Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-08-11
AUGUST II, 1881.

feast of the pretty picture. The air is coo
and fragrant. LONELINESS hangs about tn
spot. "a.
BONES UNDER THE BLACKBERRY BRIERs.
But what a contrast when, under tn
guidance of an obliging neighbor, one walk
few hundred yards up the williamsburg
road. crosses corn.6eld, and suddenly trip
over skeleton hand thrust out from patel
of briers The friends of the men who res
below the blossoms there in the cemeter,
won; the men who lie under the briers her
in the field lost. The first is victory tn
last defeat Death came to the victims O
both, but in THE field is death with desolation
The neighbors say that the bones of abou
two hundred southern soldiers remain in thi
field, part of the Tigner or Twin hous'
property, now occupied by Farmer R. H
Kuhn. When, on the 3lst of May, Johnston
beat Casey back upon Couch and split th'
latter's division in twain it was not until the
attacking thousands had suffered severely
A Georgia regiment that swept past the Tign
er farmhouse, came at double.quick ant
with fierce energy, down upon Casey's left
They were met by ypHey after volley, ane
quite two hundred since that day have slep
in the field which they entered with such
stern front and brave stride. The part of .tht
field nearest Seven Pines is now pine thick
ct. Along the edge of this thicket, and along
the line where underbrush skirts piece o.
cleared land, saw blotches of weed.
earth in which, as Farmer Kuhn assured me
were
THE BONES OF MANY MEN.
In plowing across this field three months
ago Mr.. Kuhn frequently came across thigh
bones, shoulder blades, ribs and smaller parts
of skeletons. Seeing large bone he would
take it and hold it until he reached the end
of the row, where other bones were. In this
way it came that the bleaching things lie
thicker along the fences than elsewhere.
counted a dozen clumps of black berry briers
and by kicking the sod saw under each saw
evidence that the field is of the nature of a
graveyard. Where corn isn't growing round
about, grow nettles, herd grass, smart grass
and summer weeds Little boys going from
Seven Pines to the Twin House after dusk,
walk cautiously until they reach the place in
the road opposite the spot of skeletons, and
then they scanper down the road as though
the old boy were after them hot-footed and
with his forked tail unfurled. Mention of the
difficulty under which the Seven Pines small
boy labors when night comes on brings to
mind the local tradition of the Tigner chill
dren.
AT THE OPENING OF THE BATTLE
the giants seized each other by the throat so
quickly and wrestled with such immediate
violence, even leaving their heel marks in the
hard earth of her yard, that Mrs. Tigner was
unable to escape. What could she do 7
Where could the children go? In through
the windows bullets were flying, and they
came tipping against the sides of the house.
The only safe place appeared to be the we'll.
The brave woman seized her children as if
for sacrifice, tied them to the bucket and
lowered them into the well, where they re.
mained throughout the day. But she couldn't t
get down in the we'll. And yet save herself
she must, for her children's sake. In this ex.
tremity she thought of the protection of feath.
er beds, and with quick fingers sewel herself
into her geese down 'armor, remaining there
safely until the storm had passed. In like
manner Captain John Eacho saved his bacon,
at his house, near the Seven Pines store.
The tall sycamores that surrounded the Eacho
place during the battle are there now, while
the Seven Pines farm house, east of the ceme'
terry, stills shows its bullet-punctured weather.
boarding.
FEW STEPS TO FAIR OAKS.
The neighbors seem not to comprehend
when one begins to ask them questions con.
cerniug the Fair Oaks battle fieh," for
while northern writers speak of the battle as
fought there, the fight is locally know as that
of Seven Pines. Fair Oaks station, on the
Richmond and York railroad, is within easy
rifle shot of the Seven Pines cemetery. A
man with long legs-even one of McClellan's
veterans-could travel between the two points
in FIVE minutes, especially, as in days of yore,
if behind the runner was rough and ready
rebel with gun. The intervening belt Of
land is now in timber, much of which has
grown up since the battle. A federal re-
doubt is well preserved in one bit Of woods,
and the
MARKS OF RIFLE PITS
may be seen occasionally. Issuing from the
woods we came to the little building used for
a railroad station, and, crossing the railroad,
were soon resting in grove Of oaks that are
fair indeed. The oaks now number thirty
three. They stand in front Of a farm house,
and their acorn shells are scattered over the
yard. There are no marks Of fighting about
the house, but in its rear, where brave old
Sumner, who shifted the battle from the other
bank of the Chickahominy, five miles away,
put himself up as shield for the army, there
are trees that were killed by shells and other
evidences of the struggle 1t is growing
dark as we approach Richmond from the
Hanover road, and the last thing seen before
coming within the limits of the street lamp is
in keeping with the objects seen during the
days rip-a fort in ruins. In the twilight
tbs pile seems strong. thing formidable,
indeed, with its clean-cut banks of red earth,
its perfect angles and bitches that still are
filled with water. But getting closer one
sees that it is unfanged-a mud hill, without
garrison and without a gun.-G. NJ, tn
Philadelphia Times.
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OFFICE OF GENERAL MANAGER, |
RICHMOND, Va, July goth, 1881.
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