The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-07-09

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'.THAr DOES NOT SOUND LIKE A DEFEAT!'
column. Surely all is lost now-but no,
Granger comes up with seven thousand
raw troops. who have never even seen
battlefield before and. though the hope
seems vain, the reinforcement gives the
veterans encouragement. ''Only a par
Gel Of boys. fresh from the plow,''
sneered an aide-de-camp, as he galloped
forward to direct their movements. But
see those pillow boys fight! Had they
carried arms for years, and been Injured
to battle scenes from childhood, they
could not have shown more deter
mined bravery. Over and over again
Longstreet charges, but he can not
break those solid ranks, and at sunset
Thomas, driven back but not defeated,
reccdes to the shelter Of Chattanooga,
whittier Rosecrans' scattered men have
preceded him carrying CONSERVATION
with their wild stories Of defeat.
And nearly thirty thousand men
from North and South lay killed and
wounded on the blood-stained banks Of
1.-THE River of Death"
| said the Union army was not beaten
well, perhaps not in literal sense,
for the object of the contention, Chat
tanooga, still remained in their occupa-
ton, but the Confederatcs Justly claimed
"Chickamauga" as victory, for they
had forced their enemy from tho field,
and now held him shut up in his en-
trenchments with all communication
cut off.
Bragg had new ally-invincihle by
human hands, impervious to human
daring gaunt, fierce fiend, Starva-
ton.
Once Rosecrans made an effort ut a
sally, but hunger had killed so many Of
his animals that he had not horses
enough to drag battery into action,
and SO thick lay the carcasses of dead
mules on the muddy roads that men
stepped on them from one to another to
avoid the mire.
Hard times indeed had settled on the
luckless garrison, the coarsest kind of
food being precious us rubies in the
eyes Of the famished soldiers. Charlie
Fulton's satisfaction may be imagined
then, when one day Jack Gregory whis-
pered in his ear the joyous information
that he had secured hind-quarter of
lamb, which he had confiscated from an
Irishman in his company, who was car
rying it off to his quarters.
Il can't give you any mint-sauce,"
said the jovial Captain, ''but there's a
quart of whisky won at cards from an
Iowa man, and by Hickory! old chap,
we'll make night Of it."
"All right, Jack, I'll be there; but
don't ask too many, for = lambs leg isn't a
very big bird, and quart won't go far
| in a crowd
"Never fear, man-just Ferguson,
Ropes, you and I-sharp six o'clock,
you know-be on time"
| Charlie was on time, and SO were
Jacks other two guests.
| You're admiring that stove, boys,
see," Jack said, making preparations for
the coming meal, meat but not gaudy,
and not quite the thing to adorn palace
drawing-room- There's history about
it, too. Three Of my fellows brought il
in the other day, red-hot, with a batch
of corn bread in the oven. Fact, as.
sure you. They'd found it in some.
body's kitchen and presented it to me
as token of their high esteem and q
consideration for two pounds Of Caro-
lima cut-plug."
''Guess it's done.' Ferguson said
opening the oven door and peeping low
ingly at the luscious joint.
1T isn't very big one, sighed Ropes
with lugubrious eye on the hungry
aspect OF his companions.
"What did you cxpect?" asked Greg
DRY, Indignantly. "A six-months' sheet
isn't as bulky as mastodon, but
guess there's enough for all, boys, Sc
draw your stools around the festive
board"
As he spoke he plunged his knit.
, into the dainty Wand.
Great Scott, but it's tough" Ii
gasped, as he wrestled with it's string
like sinews.
: 1t was tough, but it was meat, an.
those hungry men devoured it wit
, a relish, polishing the bones till the.
; were as devoid of fiber as though SOM
; naturalist had prepared them for hi
, museum.
Its the first satisfying meal I've ha
fc- three days." Ropes declared, cor
/ tentedly. NOW. Jack, tip us can G
your groceries, and let us light our pipe.
! Thank Providence there's lots of II
. bacco left among our crowd yet"
Say, boys, did you hear what
4 guy lanky Simpson got of on Thoma
9 at Chickamauga?" Jack asked with
$ twinkle in his eye.
mo, what was it? spit it out, man.
s "Why, he went up to the Genert
with doleful face, and reported tn;
\ he'd lost Il battery Of six new gum
5 which the enemy had taken after
, fierce assault.
did you spike them, SIR? the Gene
= al demanded.
5 Nav, didn't. They was too ne
s and good for spiking, sir
@ mot spike them" Thomas roare,
Then, what in thunder, fellow, d
= you do?'
Just rallied roaad a bit and charged
+ and took 'em back again" the Yves
o erner drawled, while even the General
2 grim features relaxed into a smile"
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