Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-04-12

large as himself-one that had been baked
in a large old fashioned Dutch oven. He
was closely followed by an irate matron
with fire shovel.
She had gotten but few yards from the
house. when in darted the infantry man,
snatched the coverlet and rushed out roll
ing it up as he ran. my God there goes
nv coverlet," said she, and the woman
dropped her shovel, not knowing which
way to run. Our captain stopped the boy,
and restored the bread. Lieut.. Richards,
believe, halted the man, and returned the
coverlet.
A short time after that, made room, and
the little drummer climbed up on the gun
timber to ride by my side. ! said, Johnny,
what possessed you TO steal that loaf
Don't YOU get anough to eat!" Eyes, more
than can eat l don't use more than half
my rations. That soldier and / made itup
as we went to New Market. On our re
turn was to snatch up anything | could
get, and run out, so the woman would fol
low me, and he was to get the coverlet and
we were TO divide il. | ran into the house,
saw the loaf in the cupboard, snatched 1t
up, and ran out. If l could have gotten
away, | should have rolled it into the first
mud puddle"
The scheme was brilliantly conceived
and ably executed, but it failed to be car
ried out on account of unforeseen surround
ing circumstances.
As we marched up to the battle of New
Market, some one killed a sheep. | saw a
dirty leg of mutton with the wool still on
the outside laying on the caisson The
mess that ate that had a sweet dish.
At Roaring Run some of our men were
up all night shooting Wildcats 50 they
said Before we left the following morn
ing a farmer came TO our captain, and
wanted pay for u hogs which, he said, had
been killed by us during the night. This
engagement is known as the battle OF Roar
ing Run.
Our section while AT Petersburg foraged
for corn by the commandments orders. We
got some that was real nice, took some OF IL
to the mill, and had it ground into meal.
| went to the mill once. We baked great
big corn dodgers. fried in grease in a mess
pan. They were strong enough to kill a
mule. but they were outside Of our ratlons,
and the BOYS tried to make believe they
liked them.
When the remainder OF the company
marched up from New Creek, we heard Of
their coming and wanted to give them
roval welcome Our means were limited,
so we went TO work and baked a huge
greasy corn-dodger for each man in the
company We had stacks OF them. we
meant well, but | don't think it was ap-
preciated by the company.
At Mt Jackson in 'G3, on our return from
New Market, we were quartered in one Of
the hospitals One of the barrels of flour
captured in the depot, burst, spillmg about
one third of the flour. The remainder Of
the barrel was given to our company. The
boys found a large tin can holding about
80 gallons don't know what it had been
used for We scrubbed it out, poured in
lot of water. flour and salt, mixed ii up and
stayed up nearly all night baking and cat
ing "fapjacks.n
At Parkersburg, in '65, quite a thieving
mania broke out among the boys. There
were some things taken that nearly sent
some TO the penitentiary. Though the
most of our foraging was for something TO