The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1882-10-28
CIeburne's Death.

Is mentioned aHectlOnaLeIy In the CnrOnl-
cles of his comrades, was said to have
fallen, and walked around the house.
The southern end shows many marks of
mimic balls, and frame structure ad-
joining seems to have been peppered
with small shot. So. too, the outbuild-
ings and trees offer evidence of the con-
fict, for here the Federal centre was
boldly salient. the fanks resting on the
river to the right and left. the present
owner of the plantation, Colonel Carter,
looking as warlike as his battered prem
ises when we caught glimpse of him,
with gun on his shoulder, striding in
from locust thicket, where he had been
shooting birds. The gun was less talk
ative than the colonel. however, and he
not only forgave the intrusion, but
kindly showed me that part of the field.
From his yard he pointed out hills
whence emerged Hoods lines of battle,
and indicated all places to be famous in
history.
Neither through love nor money could
have found so good guide. This was
the very ground of slaughter, and Col
onel Garter was not only trained OBJ
server in the fury of the fight, but for
eighteen years he has trod with his heel
and turned with his hoe the bloody soil
tAt the time of the fight" he said, 'I
was home on parole. Generals Schofield
and Cox had their headquarters in my
fathers house, where also many of our
neighbors gathered" His chat was
mainly of grim reminiscence, yet now
and then flash of humor would be OBJ
servable. So hot was it once that he
went into the cellar to calm the fears of
the women and children, and happening
to look out through the window bars he
saw sight that made him laugh in the
midst of dying groans. Before his eyes
| stretched comets tail of men in blue,
who had sought the lee of the house to
escape the bullets, and who swung to
and fro as the battle surged around the
building. These were the towards
! whose claim to manhood was that they
were bipeds-had each two legs to run
with
Looking from an opposite window on
| the other hand, he saw in the dusk line
| of Confederates dash upon the earth
works with the fury of devils. Men
| jaobed with the bayonets at each other
over hedge and fence, and hundreds were
slain in his sight. General Adams, rid
ing with head bare and sword uplifted,
spurred directly against the abattis. A
sharp fence rail pierced the horses belly,
| transfxing him dead in the air, and
| Adams, veteran comrade of Scott at Vera
| Cruz, was himself lifted dead from the
saddle by Federal bayonets. AS dark
ness came on. fresh battalions swept over
the plain. The light they fought by
was the red glare of artillery. Midnight
saw no cessation and when at last Hood
] l. 81 Il l.
erals Cieburne, Adams, Gist and Gran
berry, hundred line officers and many
barefooted braves dead around him,
Colonel Garter heard familiar whirr
| overhead and then counted two tinkles
upon the little clock. Between that hour
| and daybreak Schoield, unhurt, crossed
| the field victor who had broken his own
| arm, his prestige and his heart in the
frantic and frnitless blow.
After the battle the farm, like others
| adjoining, was in utter wreck. The
| house alone stood. All the fences were
| down. Mud was knee-deep in the yard.
Dead men and horses were thick about.
| Hoods first charge was made at 4
o'clock, said Colonel Carter, ''and it fell
| upon this point, as did all the heavy as
|
our right? That thicket then covered
| five acres, but after the fight it was a
forest of tooth-picks. In the vegeta-
BILE patch to our left General
| Cleburne fell dead. There is nothingto
| indicate the exact spot, but it is within
twenty yards of where we stand. The
| corn field to the left of the pike was
filed with dead and dying, and the corn
~ IL ,k0r
part of the other. In this yard and in
fence on dead bodies, mostly those of
scraped together half bushel of brains
| place was dyed with blood. Nothing in
the shape of horse. mule, jack nor jenny
was left in the neighborhood. In fact, /
remember that it was not until Christ
mas, twenty-five days afterward, that I
was enabled to borrow yoke of oxen,
and I spent the whole of that Christmas
| day hauling seventeen dead horses from
! this yard
There was big rain storm not long
after the battle, and as the earth was
washed out of the trenches he saw q line
of human hands sticking up-some with
HnBeTS smut blSub, Somo poiutInR anu al
SO ghastly that they were covered hur-
riedly. Before the bodies got to be
bones. and it was not long, because this
| was among the last of the terrible bat
ties, they were removed to the cemete-
ries. Now bones are uncommon sights
and the ploughman is not startled as at
some wilder grounds which I have Wis
tied.
An English nrinness carried Mother