Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1891-10-14
A SINGULAR WAR STORY
An Episode in the Career Of Chief Justice
Turney.

duuluR u lew IhCtS Wnlcn he INQUEST
ly concealed:
"At the battle of Fredericksburg,
Gen. Archer being absent, Col. Tur-
ney was placed in command of the
brigade Of Gen. Archer, with The in-
junction, that he hoped to hear the
same good report Of the Tenness' e
brigade that had followed them
from every battlefield. That they
held the very responsible position on
the extreme right wing of Stone
wallis corps and Lees army, and
they might expect some terrific
fighting. eve will stay here until
we bend our bayonets," said old Pete
with do or die painted on his
strong, handsome face. He turned
to his famous old regiment near him,
addressing them by their nom de
plume by which they were known
during the entire war.
"HoG DRIVERS"
"Kill me a General; we will need
him before we get out of this" How
literally the hog drivers obeyed
the army records show. Several
Generals bit the dust before they
again found protection under the
banks Of the friendly old Rappahan-
mock.
About ten years after the war, a
gentleman from the north came
south as the agent of machine COM
pany. He was seated in the back
room of store one afternoon with
an old Confederate who was
wounded under Col. Turney at Fred
ericksburg. Their conversation
gradually turned ON the war. Soon
it was ascertained that both were in
that battle, and this gentleman was
on Burnside's extreme left, which
placed him opposite the Tennessee
brigade, occupying Lees extreme
right, as above stated. We will now
let the
SOLDIER TELL HIS OWN
STORY.
"Gen. Meade" said he, twas our
division commander. We saw
conversation very earnestly going on
between him and our brigade COM
mander, with frequent pointing to a
woody depression in the rebel lines.
We were soon informed that in this
woods was a swamp and no troops
occupied it. That we were to make
a rush for that spot, go through it,
then make left wheel and capture
that brigade Of infantry and the ar
tillery holding Lees right. Viewer
instructed to pick out the General,
and any other officer who
offered stubborn resistance. / be
ing sharp shooter, was charged
more especially with that duty.
Our loss was fearful, but we finally
got through the swamp and the left
wheel was well on to completion, but
the fellows in front of us would not
give back worth a cent, and every
time they pulled the trigger, down
went some of us. They shot like
they were squirrel hunting. There
was a
GREAT BIG OLD BALD FACE
fellow that stood right in the front
line waving his hat and encouraging
his men. We had got so close, /
could distinctly hear his voice. After
repeatedly trying to hit him, 1 knelt
beside a tree to get good square aim.
was getting down on him with a
fine sight when / heard his voice
like deep thunder ring out above the
din of battle, Stand, my old hog
drivers Ipulled trigger and he fell
like a big tree. hated to kill such
a man as that, but it was a ground
hog case. always wished to know
who the old fellow was, for he was
one ofsthe few men l know posi-
lively that l did kill. Somehow
those fellows seemed to get mad
about that time. They come at us
in front, and some come at us from
our rear. Such getting away from
there you never saw; l never stop
ped until l got down to the waters
edge on the Rappahannock, where
you fellows could not reach me-"
1t is needless to state his gratifica-
ion, that the General he killed is
Judge Turney in flesh. His life long
hung in the balance, but a strong
and immense amount of
will power pulled him through.
His friends can look at his upper lip
md trace the course of the bullet.
Let me assure you the bullet struck
him in front.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS,
rptOo EaIuA