The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1890-06-27
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We found a road, which Liz directed
us to, and which she assured us iran
plum est fob bout ten mile" Along
this we fairly ran, holding each others
hands to keep from stumbling. Where
the road turned we left it, and, trusting
TO luck, took to the woods and fenceless
fields.
Now and then we saw camp-fres to
the right and left, but we avoided them,
for we dared not run the risk of an in
vestigation.
1t was near daylight, and we must
have travelled fully forty miles from
our last stopping-place, when from the
crest of what was q considerable eleva-
ton for that region we saw campfire
beneath us. 1t was so near that we
could see men in long overcoats grouped
about the fire, with their rifles stacked
within reach.
This seemed to be a reserve picket
post. The men had built the fire among
the branches of large tree that had
been uprooted by the wind. Keeping in
the shadow of the great mass of earth
still clinging to the roots, we made our
way to the tree.
"Stay here and I'll see ii can learn
who they are" said Howard. and before
could stop him he had left me.
He crept along the trunk, but he had
not Como far before stick broke under
him. l saw the men Selling their rifles,
and heard the command: Halt! Who
goes therc?"
"Don't fire; / am Yankee!" called
out Howard, as he rose to his feet and
advanced towards the fire.
1--WE belong to the Twenty-First Vir-
ginia, and are out searching for you
fellows" This / heard in response to
Towards question. My first impulse
was to run, but with q flush at the
meanness of the thought of DESERVING
my gallant young friend, walked up
to the fire, and was greeted with cheer
and roar of laughter
81 am sorry you didn't make it, gen.
tlemen," said Lieutenant Brown, the off,
Ger in command of the post.
He made us sit by the fire and one of
his men brought us some bread and
bacon, but our appetites were gone.
During the hour preceding daylight
Howard Scotts pale face took on the
ago of many years, but the light in the
fine, bravo eyes did not flicker for an in
slant.
With the first light of day our guards
formed about us; we were faced towards
the west and the return march to Libby
began. Now we realized, for tho first
time, how cold and weak we were, and
how swollen and blisterod were our feet
We climbed the slope from which we
had first seen the campfire and on the
instant, with cries of surprise and alarm,
our guards broke away from us and fed
through the wood.
forward! Trot! Gallop! Charged" Like
bugle blast we heard the familiar COM
mand in our front. Dazed and tremb-
ling we sought the shelter OF tree and
chung to each others hands.
We heard the quick pounding of hoofs,
the blinking of scabbards, the hoarse,
deep cheer that followed the order
"Charger' Then cleaning sabres flashed
before our eyes, and horsemen in blue
swarmed about us.
Friends! Friendsl Thank Godl"
My arms we're about Towards neck
and was kissing him and crying with
the weakness of an emotional woman,
for the terrible strain was over.
1t was General Butler who, hearing OF
the escape, had'sent these men TO our
rescue. 1t would take volume to re-
cord tho kindness OF our friends from
the time of the rescue till we entered
Fortress Monroe and exchanged our
vermin-covered rags for decent gar
mcnts.
The day we reached Washington /
read the following dispatch in morn
ing paper:
''SANDUsKy, o., February 10, 1864.
"Captain Frank Brent tho Confed-