The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1891-03-19

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upon I went to Lynchburg in buggy
and went to my brothers law Office.
For safety carried my pistols with me
and laid them down on the table in the
Office. I then sent word to Gen. Gregg
that I was in town and ready to surren-
der.
SIN the mean time," the Colonel con-
tinued, after pause. "Gen. Gregg had
been instructed by Secretary Stanton to
arrest me and send me or. Gregg was
an honorable man. He knew that I had
come in on his statement that l would
be paroled, and he had sent q man to
me telling me of his subsequent orders.
Is The man said something about arrestiug
me and I picked up my pistols, saying !:
Il came here to be paroled and not ar.
rested, and Pll kill the man who tries to
take me- The man left with peculiar
smile, and got out of Lynchburg.
Gregg did not modest me then, but
twenty-four hours later senta squad to
arrest me. They went to my fathers
house, but Of course I wasn't there.
Gen. Gregg finally got an order from
Gen. Grant to parole me. Then I went
in and gave myself up. I became an
admirer of Grant, and ought to have
been. have been censured for it, but
not by those who know the story.
with my parole went to Warrenton,
Va, aud sat down to law. Every time
I'd leave the County some petty provost
marshal would arrest me. 1t was a
ceaseless annoyance, besides being q
constant source of anxiety to my wife
and children. My wife left home for
Baltimore and in passing through Wash
ington without my knowledge decided to
call on President Johnson. Her father
and johnson had been bosom friends
before the war and had been in the same
Congress. She made herself known to
johnson, and he not only refused her
request but treated her rudely. As she
was leaving the White House, my son
Beverly, a boy seven years old said !:
Mamma, 60 and see Gen. Grant
Mrs. Mosby did go and see Gen.
Grant. He received her kindly and
treated her with the greatest courtesy.
When he had heard her through be
wrote me passport, which was ever
after protection, and 1 have that letter
now in Gen Grants own handwriting in
my trunk in San Francisco.
''Then in IT," he went on, "when
Grant and Greeley were before the peo-
pie, Grant vas terribly abused, and l
took the stump for him to refute the
abuse, and these were the only political
speeches I ever made. l never accepted
anything from Grant, because 1 promised
the people in my speeches [ never would.
"The fret timeI was in Atlanta was
in 1857, on Christmas Day. I had been
to Kentucky, where I married two days
before Miss Clark, q daughter of Con.
gresham Beverley Clark. Andy John
son came down on the same train with
US, and near here there was an accident
in which his arm was broken. / wish
that it had been his neck"
"How many times were you wounded 2"
the Colonel vas asked.
"Six times; and carry Yankee bul.
let in my thigh now"
"Were you ever captured ?"
''No, but I had two or three mighty
narrow escapes. In December, 1864,
after some hard fighting with Illinois
troops, in which ne we're scattered, I,
with Tommy Love, one of my best men,
stopped one night at Mr.. Lakes near
Rector's Crossroads. Our horses were
hitched outside the yard and a squad of
Yankees in passing saw them. They
surrounded the house and one of them
shot at me through the window. The
ball struck me In the side and passed
around To my backbone. I knew l was
hard hit, but before the Yankees came
in my coat was under the bed, I had put
my hand on the bloody wound and
smeared it over my mouth, giving me
the appearance Of an internal hemor.
rhage. The Yankees did not know me.
They thought I was one of Mosby's men,
but they were unable to prove it. l
looked as if I was done for, and after
taking my clothing and boots they left.
/ knew that as soon as they went into
my pockets they'd find out who I was
and would come back for me, so I got
the family to put me in an OK cart, cover
me with fodder and a negro drove me
away. Soon after / was gone the Yam
KEGS came galloping back. They had
found whose clothing they had and they
wanted me. But Was safe in the noun
tains."
The Colonel hesitated second and
then, with a peculiar smile, remarked:
"And do you know, that negro ran away
tha very next day .n=Meu York World.