Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-11-24

Gen. Franz Sigel-Frcm Portrait in Harper's.
lowish red hue, oftcn cuvere1 with tobacco
juice was the 'front.' OF his brown do
nestle shirt that fastened at the neck with
large horn button, cut left great gap
ing space of eight or ten inches below dis.
playing his hairy breast. II wore a pair
of brown-jeans pants hell Up by ole, some
times two, "gallouris" made of striped
bed-ticking, and in any thing like mild
weather had on Mother coat aor vest On
his head was the remnant Of n coarse wool
hat, his pants invariably short, failed when
he was sitting to meet the tors of his blue
wooden socks and the interv thus left
was uncovered by underwear; OF his feet,
summer and winter, were coas brogan
shoes, In size about number eloY IL.
In the eyes of Brown any man who wore
any thing finer than Kentucky jeans was
proud, and every woman stack up, who Of
Sundays, donned any thing save ''sun''
bonnet.
Brown believed he WIS just as good as any.
body, but, fearing otii|ra would not think so,
took occasion ever ~ "a III ~ 10 assert
the fact.
He probably never missed a meal of
victuals in his life on account of sickness,
but when accosted with the usual ''Howdy
do, Brown" invariably answered, 'only
toIi6Ie." HIS family consisted of a hearty
wife and some half-dozen healthy children,
but he never would concede their healthy
status, and when asked regarding their
health always answered with some quail
fed phrase as: "Purty peart considering"
'all stirrin' when 1 left;" 'so's to be
round" tall about now" ''only tolible
like" "all ai'rige but the old woman, she's
powerful weak" ''jist middlin'," etc., etc.
But once seated in your house and hav-
ing satisfactorily compromised the health
of himself and family, Brown lost no fur
Their time, but at once began unloading his
latest batch of war news.
'Hain't heered bout the big fight on
the '1enisy,' recon? That Gin'rl that hope
(helped) the gunboats take them air forts
down thar, whar @ey ketched so many
sojers-Donels'n and Henery, b'lieve they
call 'em. fergit his name-O yes: Grant.
Well, he's got whipped mighty bad, him
and his army-got his'n all cut up and lots
of 'em took prisner.
'Some's sayin' they recon he must ben
i's ticker to git whipped that away.
They fit two whole days, and if it hadn't
ben for them air gunboats helpin', him and
his whole army ben tuck prisner, shore.
They are sayin': Pears like Grants aw-
full lucky gittin' hope from gunboats.'
1.-THE first time he fit at place called
Bell sumthin' (Belmont), they got him out,
then they done most of the fightin' at
Henery, and I reckon lots of it at Donels'n,
and this last time they saved his bacon,
shore. Pom my soul, b'lieve the South's
goin' to gain, though"
Not long after Shiloh Island No. 10, in
the Mississippi, with goodly number of
prisoners surrendered to General Pope.
This in the West was at the time taken
as a sort of Offset to our failure at Pitts
burg Landing, or Shiloh.
Early that spring the writer remembers
reading Of the now world-rcnowned en-
gagement between the little National Mon
itor and the huge Confederate iron clad
Merrimac. This engagement in Hampton
Roads revolutionized naval warfare and
forever done away with unarmored wooden
vessels.
The name Monitor, which was afterwards
used in generic sense and applied to all
vessels built after the same general pat
tern Of the one which so successfully en-
countered the Merrimac, at first sounded
strangely, but by and by became famil-
tar enough.