The Weekly Kansas chief. [volume] (Troy, Kan.) 1872-1918, 1883-05-31
A WAR "REMINISCENCES.
First Meeting tGetfysbary-seeond al the
DaFdanellc Rock.

| met him at ''the rock. " Just above town. lie
was punching two yoke of bulls, and whistled
| meTriy as he punched. Such wOndrOus happi.
ness struck me as strange for this serious and
hssness like community, and ! accordingly
| sought its causr.
"Beautiful wcatheT!r
"les, sir, alias have fine weather in this yer
| country. Pears to me you mOnght he n stran.
| ger hyar. WhIur may We frsm, now q
and yelling to the cattle, he turned around, dis
closing ilie loss of an arm. Being interested a,
to the cause of ms loss, questioned him, and
found had been within two hundred yards OF
| him Wien he lost it.
Let him tell the story: .'Whaur did lose it
| Well stranger, it's right smart o. time since
| this yer happened, but don't mind telling.
le see twas at the Gettysburg fight in Pennsyl-
vaniI. We thaur under LOnstreet, an he
sort q thought as how he'd git up the ridge
! Cemetery ridse) and drive every last one o. the
| lanks of n thur, ef it took all night. Wall
yer see, the Ganks in that part nv the field was
! purity plenty, 50 to speak, an We stood a right
| smart chance of getting the wust NV it, but Ne
| wasn't a Scarin' them very bad, We lit up on
to en- an | never seed sech work fore mol
sence. They was game, them Ianks was an
] fit like he lions, | tell We; but, Lord q massa
| we had EN- whaur the ha'r short, and lriv
| EN- down off N their hill an through the grave
| yard for all that were ont
The speakers eyes lighted up with the enthu-
! siasm born of genuine experience in the field
NnutT hIci anu pldtlilI MS manu- upon the stump.
| he continued:
| ''Wall, stranger, piece of shell TUX this vel
/ away, an left me on the ground in n tor able
| bad fix; but | could lots o. the Tanks all
| around me. an / felt sort ~ satisfied at tibet
thaur. 1t was powerful hot tibet day, an was
| awful Thirsty, but We | was so weak from
blood runnIu tibet ! couldn't stand up, So
| cooned over to u dead lank, es | thought and
| cnt his eanteen ofi'n him. but cut into his
flesh, an he wam't dead, he jes' raised up an
SEE he: What regiment do yoE belong tor
blong To the Tennessee rangers, seZ /. Are
| you a Rebel seq he. That's Just whanr We hit
it, SEE |. YOU'RE bleeding TO DEATH seq he let
| me bind up yOnr arm Au' curse if tibet thaur
little chap The wanr only boy didn't fix me
| mp slick, an he couldn't get off'n the ground,
either. Wall, was powerful mixed like, an
asked him whagr he was hit, an he said his left
| ankle WAR broke, an SO it waur, an up an
| fixed him all could, and so we was friends.
never thought tibet | could be friendly to n
iank, but that ther boy he won me sure, an he
laid thar with me all tibet day in the ulariug
sun, an all tibet night in the cold dews, an
neither of us could stan up. So he told me all
bout his friends, an how his mother would pray
for him. an jest thought powerful like o. my
boy jim at home wanr Just about his size, an |
warmed 10 this yer little Yank main; an when
the boys come for Us, next mornin' asked EN-
to put the little lank along with me, an they
did, an ! sorter Thought Id never he alive no
how for his help
here Inc speakers voice faitcred, and he
looked meditatively at the river. What be-
came of the little Yank | asked
wall, stranger. | dunno for they sent him
tn Richmond, an never herd o. him again"
Well, my friend, said /, you are now talking
to the identical little Yank in propria persona
lie was staggered; he looked searchingIy into
my face, bnt failed to find any resemblance to
the fair-haired boy who bound up his bleeding
stump; but, upon an exchange of notes,
proved to him that was the person, and he was
delighted.
My side OF TIE story is soon told. Twas in the
second brigade second division of Doubleday's
first army corps, and in the carnage at the Gem
etery was cIIt in the head and had nv leg bro
ken by she'll On returning to consciousness,
| found a Rebel near me, as thought about to
dispatch me. We became friends, in our mis-
fortune. Aud through the endless day of roast
ing and night Of chilis while the horrors of bat
tie were, ever and anon, around. before and be-
hind us, my Johnny Reb. friend actually made
me laugh in my pain aud suffering by his droll
anecdotes of Southern life. and but for his as
Sistancc ] must needs bc minus u leg hy ampu-
taiiuu.
Fortune has not smiled on either since those
memorable days-he going with his belongings
in a bull cart to Kansas. there TO spend the re-
mainder of his days, while drudge and fret out
my days trying 10 fill the capacious NAV of the
foreman with ''cnpy."-Harry IshtoB, in The Oar
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