Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-08-03

began barking furlously and, as We were
wholly Gelenceless, almost Frustrated with
WEAKNESS and hunger, We knew that escape
nom an armed man and a pack OF blood
hounds. was impossible so, under cover OF
the OrdeTly's revolver, We went into the
house. Inside was a family consisting Of an
oId man and wife, ayOungman and a boy and
one or two other women. A cheerful blaze
cracked IN a large open fireplace, the women
prepared good food and treated us very hos
pitdbly- We all pretended to be foOtsOre,
hesirtslck, discouraged used up and glad to
be captured.
Chat night we slept upon the floor, with
the enemy on guard. During the night the
orderly captured six more. making eleven
prisoners all told. In the morning he pro-
posed to take US to Lexington jail. The old
man harnessed up the mules in an old canoe
wagon, and with the boy astride a mule, the
orderly on horseback and the old and young
men in the wagons, we travelled four or i've
miles, meanwhile keeping up the ruse Of be
ing so glad to be caught. Three Of US made
up our minds however, that we Wouldn't
allow them to carry eleven Yankee officers
back to jail. On one pretext we got the
young man to fail back FROM the team on
another, the orderly to go to the post-ofice,
which he spoke Of as being near. We three
then sprang from the team and ran four our
lives into a wood lot near the road growth
OF scrubby oaks. When 1 stopped Running
! couldn't see or hear either Of my cOmpan-
ions
''Did you find them?''
i never saw them again, but in 1865, while
at alexandria, 1 got a letter from
one OF them saying they were both re-
captured that same day, and alone of the
eleven escaped"
How did you proceed?'
was alone that day and night; a coli
rain was falling; at night it rained harder
and lay curled up in the woods. had a
raw sweet potato in my pocket, which ate
Tor breakfast. As the day opened / began to
crawl around to find a plantation, and during
UhetOur-nOO on reached one, cEeptup to the fence
and attracted the attention of an old cOlOred
man who was working with several others in
Held. His name was July, and he proved
a very warm friend. 1 told him / was Yam
kee; he showed me where to hide, and at
noon brought me bOunteOus dinner of boil
ed pork, sweet potatoes and corn bread. I
never shall forget it; it was the first square
meal had eaten for five months. At dusk
he came again, bringing supplies not only
from his own plantation, but contributed by
other friendly negrOes-chicken, milk and
other thlngs-a sumptuOus meal. July showed
me place to sleep, in a haymOw, but I had
hardly got there ere he called me down to
meet several other Union men who had es-
capped from Camp Sorghum, NOvem Der 3. 1t
was happy meeting. and we afterwards traV-
eled together to the Union lines. These men
were: Henry Z. Kendall of Reading Adiu-
tant of the Eiftieth Pennsylvania. regiment;
MAJ Charles q. Davis of the First Massachu-
SeUUS cavalry. who is now clerk in the Office OF
Seargeant-at-Arms Adams at the state-house:
Capt. Chas. S. Kendall Of the First Massa-
chusetts infantry, now dead whose brother is
Lieut., Kendall of Station 3, Boston; Capt. V.
T.. Hart, from KeOkuk. To-, of the Nineteenth
regulars, now dead; Lieut. William Nelson of
the Thirteenth regulars, now living in Ar
kansas; Lieut.. Thomas B. Devices of Penn
sylVania of Second United States cavalry,
now dead. We got to the railroad, followed
it 100 miles to the end, and then walked $50
miles to Knoxville, Tenn.
1t was hazardous, exciting tramp all the
way. We were aided by negroes. One dark,
fOggy night we fOrded a cold, deep stream,
and were almost exhausted when a good
darkey led US to an old deserted cabin. sup
Piled US with IRE and food, apples and leaf
tobacco. That was a jolly feast and camp
hre we held IN that log cabin, November p,
''While in the Western part of North Caro-
Ina we tried to follow the road along the
Little Tennessee river, but got off the track
and several days made no Roadway.
Arriving at a house, l volunteered TO
make inquiries, although my comrades tried
to dlssuade me. 1 crept up to the barn
where man was shocking corn, and as
entered he started out at the other end. I
spoke to him and told him my story.
He said, 4 never have shot at a Yankee and
/ never will He had been twice cOnscripted
into the rebel army, but run away, and
thought at first / was a cOnscripUing officer
from fear Of which he had not slept in the
house for thirteen months. L hailed my com
paniOns; we were royalty entertained by the
loyal family OF Henry b. Grant and he cried
like baby when We came away. Mai. Davis,
who kept diary of the whole "trip, speaks in
1t OF this stop at Grant S as follows: i think
it is the happiest day we ever experienced
That night member of the rebel guard on
the outpost near came to Grants house,
where his mother was stopping Facing the
risk, we told him Our2purpOse and the next /
day he conducted US through the line. point
ing out the very sentry on guard. He rislzed
his life in so doing. There were many loyal
people in North Carolina. We arrived at
Knoxville December 3 after a months thrill
ing adventures. 1 obtained a leave OF alb /
sencs, went home. returned and remained in
service until the war ended. Since then I have /
lived both at the North and South and final (
" established myself in this vicinity
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