The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-08-20
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A Curious Story.

so long that so many changes
have taken place and other things
happened, that l cannot recall the
date-through some chance l found
myself in the town of SOmerville,
West Tennessee. The day was
dark, damp and chilly--it may
have been in the month of Decem-
Der, do not recollect the exact sea-
son of the year, but know that it
was one OF those very disagreeable
days that are so often experienced
In that section of country in mid
winter. AS | moved along the
pavement on the south side of the
public square, on coming opposite
the door of the house formerly oc-
cupied by s. +. Cabler as a grocery
store, but at that time used as a
shoe store. l stepped IN to enjoy
for few minutes the comforts of
roaring stove fire. had not been
standing at the stove but a few
minutes when l heard the notes of
a bugle waited upon the air in soft
est strains. On stepping to the
door l saw company OF hOrsemen
just coming to halt with head of
column in front of Balls old tavern
later known as the HardeWick
house, with faces to the south. The
men were finely uniformed and
horses nicely caparisoned. The
front file showed a little mark of
rank. Many persons came TO their
front doors of business and some
out on the pavements, but no one
seemed to engage in CONVEX sation
with hthe troopers. Directly the
bugle sounded and the head Of col
umn filed left, which flung their
faces to the east and they rode out
OF town on the street leading to.
ward Bolivar in Hardeman county.
When the head of the column was
about a mile from town, it began TO
ascend at an angle of about 40
each file beginning the ascent at the
starting place of the first file. |
them until they were lost
20 sight in the distance and among
.he clouds, the head of column
bearing a little to the north of
last.
1t may have been so many months.
do not now remember, but it
eems now, that it was two or three
ears after this, that l found my
elf in the same town on just such
dreary and inclement day as be-
ore described and about the same
eason Of the year, and I,had called
n at the same house to enjoy the
omforts Of the same old stove,
7hen directly / heard in the dis
ance the softest and sweetest notes
yer blown from a bugle. / imme-
lately stepped upon the pavement,
hen like notes greeted my ears,
ut seemed to come from among
ne clouds, and afar oil. On fixing
steady gaze in the directian from
hence this sweet music came. I
BON saw the head of the column of
he troopers before described, high
nong the clouds, and directly over
hat is known as Covington street
faces south and bearing over
ourt square. On reaching the
Iuare, the head of column fled
ght, and made the circle of the
Iuare, many rods above the court
Ouse spire-in fact so high that
ley looked more like shadows
nong the cloud. Occasionally
'uld be heard the same sweet bu-
e notes floating in the air, and as
lie column passed round and
'und, it was soon discernible that
icy were approaching terra SrDsa.
here were many people to the
ont doors and upon the pave
ents, all looking on with the same
ndivided interest, and apparently
UGH deep thought-unexcited, and
ces as placid and peaceful looking
innocence itself, but i do not
collect hearing single word pass
lie lips of mortal man. AS it went
P, the column came down, at an
lgle OF about 40 degrees, and di-
city rested, or halted, parallel
it'll, and front file just in front OF
lie door to the entrance of the Bali
vern or Hardewick house, in the.
lact position that saw them
onths or years before. Some one
Merged from the barrOom Of the
otel and stood upon the pavement,
he head of the column dismounted
ght and left and met in front of
Ieir horses heads and shook
lnds. They seemed to engage in
'nversatIon though / could not
ear their voices from where l was
anding. ] do not recollect that
icy spoke to the man who came.
1T of the tavern, but think they
ii not. They were all pleasant
id fine looking men, but sim
ensey" quiet and seemed TO be.
artec tly obllvious of everything
'ound. Directly there came roll
soft notes from the bugle-the.
ont file remounted their horses
ed to the east and when the same
stance from town as before the as
'nsion to the clouds commenced.
nd while was still standing aud
lziDg with wonder, admiration and
verential awe upon the gradually
sappearing column, a hand wus
id gently upon my arm, and
ice said, els it Rot about the hour
the mOrRing that we should get
,. A. J.,
Auburndale, Florida, 1885.
A policeman in Chattanooga was