The Portland daily press., 1895-05-10


that was to come from NapoEanv;lle
Soon we saw them coming across Tho
country. and / sent my gig ashore 70
meet their commander.
The man came aboard, tall, erect II,
high cavalry boots. lock of black hair
hanging down over his forehead.
When met him in Washington be had
the same erect figure, and the lock of
hair on his forehead, but it was no LONG,
er black.
And in 1893, when | went to the fair
In Chicago, / was splendidly enter
tanned by that major OF the Third Rhode
Island Cavalry who was the director
general. Geo. R. Davis) of
THE GREATEST FAIR EVER HELD
ON EARTH.
Mr., Boutelle then related how he had
met Sam Washbourne, who had lately
died at the old homestead at Livermore.
Dr.Gordon-" He died in New York;
Mr.. Boutelle-" Did he? l thought he
died on the old farm. The doctors are
pretty sure to know where man dies. y
(Uproarious laughter.)
Mr.. Boutelle then went on to tell how
in 1860 he was in merchant vessel in
Mobile harbor. Mr.. Boutelle's father
was also there. The vessel was lying
down the bay. A steamer came in one
evening, and mob boarded her and
dragged a passenger ashore, thinking
L. ed 1I,n xvoo o hro
pulsive, outspoken man. AS might be
expected he was not popular in Mobile.
The charge against him was that he
was New Highlander and had actually
been seen marching in an Abe Lincoln
procession up in Maine.
A few days later, Mr.. Boutelle, (the
younger,) was ashore, and in ship
chandIery store, and they began to talk
about his father, and to say that they
would whip the North in six weeks.
Thereupon Mr.. Boutelle told them that
he was the youngest of II children and
they could begin with him. If they did
secede, he told them, the North would
come down and bottle up the people of
Mobile like, flies. Oh, no, said the
Southerners, they had heard much nom
sense as that before. SWELL, you will
see," replied Mr.. Boutelle, land I will
be one to come downf and help do it,"
When the war broke out Mr.. BouJelle
was on a voyage to Europe. Not liking
the conversation he heard over there,
he came home and enlisted. He wanted
to be sent to Mobile. but for long time
it seemed as though he was to go every
where else. But finally he was sent
there with his tin clad, and joined in
operations. One morning Admiral
Thatcher ordered him to take his gun
boat the next day and work through
the torpedoes into the harbor. 1t was
the 18th day of April, 1865, at 10 a. H.,
when the flag ship signalled the sur
render of Lee. My flag officer raped at
my door and said there was message
and thinking it was routine matter,
picked up my signal book and said
listlessly, "Give me the figures" Pretty
soon as he called the nun bers, l became
interested, and then wildly excited as
the numbers told the story: Lice has
surrendered to Grant. The feet will fire
a national salute at noon.n "That was
whore I wanted to be-" said Mr.. Bou-
talle. He Eat once made preparations for
dressing his vessel in bunting, and then
went into the inner harbor, where he
did as follows, according to his own
words:
II let go my anchor opposite the ice
house wharf. the boatswain piped up
the captains gig.
l BUCkLED MY OLD SWORD
BELT ON
and started for the shore AS I drew
near the old ice house wharf, where
had landed time and time again before,
there were four men ON that wharf, all
of whom I knew. One of them was old
captain l.. Merchant, who had staid
there because all his property was there,
was one of Ethe four. l walked up to
him and said:
1"How are you Captain Merchant?" q
He seized my hand and after looking
at ne said; "My God, Charlie, is that
your"
eyes, Captain" I replied.
"And is that yOur shin off thara9n