The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1895-03-14
CHICkAMAUGA,
From first page.


What's up?''
They've secured the gaps''
(which"
Liberty and Hoover's. All Of 'em. !"
''Well, what Of it?''
'What Of it? It means retreat. - And
before the last word was spoken he was
out of sight.
In few minutes q bugle was heard
Its tones had scarcely died away before
the camp was alive with men preparing
to move.
The farmer determined to get his
children into the wagon as soon as pos
sible. He had been given his pass,
which, for the present at least, was
likely to be of little use, as he would
simply follow the army. The party lost
no time in getting to the wagon and
into it and drove down the road. But
they were too late. The way was choked
with horsemen and wagons, and they
were soon brought to halt. The gen.
eral dashed past, with his staff, and
who should b by his side, her striped
dress covered with gray riding skirt,
. sombrero ON her head, with q jaunty
cocks feather enciroling it's crown, but
Miss Baggs. Seeing the farmer wagon
waiting BY the roadside, she refined in
Bobby Lee beside Souri, and took her
hand.
"Goodby. my dear. I trust that your
innocent heart will not have to suffer
more than the rest of as duringths con-
tinuance of this fearful struggle. You
know We are all being tried in a fiery
furnace. Well meet again. I know it.
If you ever need any help or protection
when our army is near, hunt up Betsy
Baggs."
"Whar's tn chicken coop?" called
Jakey as she rode away.
"What chicken ooop?'
9TH one on wheelA"
"Oh, the buggy, she said, smiling.
II left that for the Yankees to pick up
when they come along
''Rats'll be ridin inter it, reckon. :"
IF he can find it, he's welcome to
It," and with laugh she dashed after
the rest.
Farmer Slack only succeeded in get
ting few miles on the way before
nightfall. Then, coming to small viii
.lage, he made up his mind that it would
be better to sleep there than attempt to
90 on through q country being abandon
cd by one force to be Immediately occu
pied by another. He knew we'll the
crowded condition of the roads and the
perils Of night travel. So singing out
. house beside the road, which was the
main street Of the place, and seeing a
woman standing in the door, he asked
If she would give him and his party a
nights lodging.
Reckon kin keep you uns, but
hain't got no stablin TO- the critters. :"
"Oh, kin find a place TO- them
uns, said Slack, and handing out his
daughter she went into the house with
Jakey, while the farmer drove off to
find shelter for the horses. Jakey wish
ed to go with him, bcs his father babe
him stay with Souri,.
The woman of the house was depress-
ed. She was not strong, and the contin-
ued successive occupation of the country
by Union and Confederate troops for
more than year had completely worn
her out
And now another shifting was at
hand. At first she had spoken her SEN
timents freely. They were with the
Confederacy, but lately she had come to
endeavoring to find out the sentiments of
strangers before betraying her own.
Wondering whether she was harboring
Unionists or secessionists, she began to
question Jakey.
Reckon you uns live nigh bout
hyar, don't y, boy?'
Nigh onter tn Sequach.
''Let me fill that kettle for you,''
said Souri,, seeing the woman about to
take up wooden bucket she was scarce
" able to lift. The woman suffered her
and went on making inquiries of Jakey.
''Thur mixed over thar. Some's I'm
ion, II some's secesh. Which air yer
paw?''
"Waal, ben ter skule q year, N paw
he mought "a changed senoe I went
away
Don't say 'mought, Jakey, dear, )"
said Souri,.
The woman looked at Jakey inqnir-
ingly.
''Y' couldn't "a l'arned much at
skule ef y reckon mans goin ter
change sides in this hyar fight. TIL git
wusser N wusser. Still eff ye'd ben hyar
ye'd Earned tibet. Reckon y ben moth
to skule?''
eve have been north-in Ohio"
said Souri, as she put the kettle Oh the
stove.
It was midnight at the little frame
house where slept the Slack family.
Farmer Slack was awakened by a pound
ing at the front door. Then he heard
the woman by whom they were shelter
ed get up, and going to the door let
some one in. The partition was thin,
and every word that was said could be
plainly heard.
"Lordy, Ben, whar did y come
hom?" asked the woman.
''Tullahomy."
"Whar y goin ter?''
ssT1n inter tho rnountinoe