The evening world., 1888-02-18

tA9z8nH I<N Ii&xMIgraduated as an en-
ESx<*3SYE&4l1%Sssigine at the old Nor
CE45&3M&&aeAga works in this city.
Many is the interesting story he has to tell
of his experience down South.
A company with which he was disbanded
at Richmond, Va, just as the rebellion
began.
Manager Kunkel informed U.S. Mr.. Bar
ron said to an EVENING WORLD reporter,
" that he would give up his lease of the Old
Marshall and hasten to Baltimore. and he
did. We were in the next hottest place in the
Standardization, of course, being the sheol
of the rebellion. But Richmond was ablaze
with all the pandemonium incident to those
terrible times. Bonfres, professions, stirring
drums and ear piercing flies were on every
hand and it seemed that the spirit of war per-
meated every soul in the city, negroes in
cluded.
II was offered. probably by those who had
no authority, a position as engineer in the
Navy of the Confederate States.' Navy!
Think of it! Four canal boats painted black,
to max Q them look fierce, was about the size
of the navy.
When Sumter was fred upon it fred the
hearts of all that had o spark of pure patriot
ism remaining, but what was to do with my
little spark! All knew that was o Southern
man, My Maryland being my home. My
wife had been sent away by me to New York
and my dog ,Syksey and 1 were alone;
Well, what was to be done must be done
quickly. sacrificed what few house.
keeping articles l had, and on o dark, rainy
night, with Syksey at my heels, l made my
way to the Rockets. A bundle of tights. q
Roman shirt, a pair of sandals and a pair of
russell boots tied to a string over my shoulder;
nv dress sword under nv coat. nv nOcEetq
stuffed with my lace CD 'kerchiefs and cuffs,
and all the traps that 1 could carry.
Upon arriving at the Rockets fancy my
amazement OF seeing the Belvedere, the
steamer on which 1 expected to beg my way
TO Baltimore anchored in the middle of the
stream-the wharf flooded and q general
scene of rude commotion. The rain was
descending in sheets, and l was on the point
espied n little leaky bateau. l made up my
mind to appropriate that boat. and l did. At
the risk of my life and that of Syksey l pad
died out in that dismal night towards the Bel
vedere.
Boat ahoy,' came from the steamer.
ga friend replied I, and caught the line
hove to me by n friendly hand on deck.
Capt. Keene gave me q hearty, sailor-like
welcome, but gave no assurance that, we
could get away. But we did. Down the his
toric James we went without incident, but
upon approaching Fortress Monroe. grim old
Gen. Wool, l suppose. ordered a shot across
leased and arrived safely in Baltimore just IN
time to witness the direful scenes of April 10.
Ned Lamb; Charley Malcot, Charley
in the company. How they got away 1 do not
know. All but Walcot are dead.
Upon arriving in New York applied for
permission to be examined for the position of
engineer. received it and went before Garvin
and Long at the Navy-Yard. Brooklyn.
passed and was assigned to the Victoria and
started for Hampton Roads.
Il witnessed the destruction of the Cum
berland and Congress and was beside the
Minnesota when the Merrimao and Monitor
were fighting.
Our skipper the morning before the dear
little Monitor saved us ran signals up to the
masthead of the Vic: May 1 attack the
ram !,
Think of 1t. Attack the ram Every
man on our ship but the old Captain knew
that one good bump of the Vic against those
terrible Merrimac sides, and no more Vic.
- was in the engine-room on duty,
frightened worse than any stage-fright, for
the short work made of the two frigates
Cumberland and Congress impressed us very
favorably as to. the ramming and lighting
qualities of the Merrimac.
A l said, / was at the engine. wondering
what would become of us if we were ordered
to attack the ram.
"'One bell ahead, slow. I opened the
throttle, moved the starting bar as directed
by the bell. The engine, a single one. stuck
on the top centre, and the fireman below.
Garnon, was trying to pry her off.
The old skipper on deck above lifted the
skylight glass and howled out Mr.. Barron,
what is the matter with that ingineT
Captain, she is iammed on the CENTRE I
replied.
Great scott! We were doomed. It ap-
pears our skipper started ahead without or
ders, for in a little while signals were run up
from the Minnesota Victoria, take your
place in the rear
Caesar, what a relief and what q brave
lot we were and we all asked why Old Colds
borough could not let us sink the Merrimac Z
As [ said, we were in the vicinity of the
Merrimac, and they do say that when the
Merrimac approached the Minnesota Old
Goldsborough would order Back her, full
speed When the Merrimac turned towards
Norfolk Goldsborough would order Ahead,
slow
After that memorable duel between those
iron giants we were ordered to Wilmington
and south of it.
The last great fight l witnessed was the
bombardment and capture of Fort Fisher. /
was present at all the fights and skirmishes
from Hampton Roads TO Key West.
And here / am representing the same
bright little lady, Maggie MITCHELL. with
whom l acted just prior to the dire events
enumerated above.
That the actors went to the war in the
same proportion to numbers as men of any
o;her profession is we'll known. Good SOL
diers they made and hard, long marches were
theirs. but they murmured not. and. like
myself, stayed on deck until the dawn of
Appomattox."
The Dcvotec.
Prom the Boston Globe.l
For forty days an I nights to go