The St. Johns herald., 1896-10-31
A War ReminiSCenCe.
SCENES AT HATCHER'S CREEK AND
 PETERSBURG RECALLED.
John E. Scace Speaks to Reporter of Stirring gScenes-Escaped with Slight Wound, But, Like Other Veterans, Has Suffered Since-A Story That Reads Like Page
 From History.

Has Suffered since-A Story
 That Reads Like a Page
 From History.
 From the Albany, N r., Journal.
 When one encounters in print tn,
 life story of some scared veteran O
 the civil war, feeling of admiration
 and sympathy is the certain result
 Accustomed though we are to tales O.
 heroism and suffering in everyday life
 there is something peculiarly attrac
 tive about these old war records, serv
 ing, as they do, as a sacred passport tC the heart of every true American Thousands found their rest on the field of carnage or in the hospital, but their comrades, when the struggle was over and the victory won, returned to their homes and began anew the battle of life.
 John B. Scace, the widely known contractor and building mover of AL bany, N. Y., has had an unusually in- teresting life, and when seen by a re- porter recently at his home, No. 15 Bradford Street, told of his many ex- periences and adventures while serv- ing under the old flag in the late war; Although having endured all the hard ships and privations of life in the ranks. MT. Scace bears his more than half century of years with an elastic step and keen mind, taking all active interest in private and pub lie affairs.
 MT. Scace is member of Berkshire Lodge, No. 52, I. O. O. F. He en- listed in the army in 1862, in Company A, Forty ninth Massachusetts Volun- teer Infantry, serving under Col. W. F. Bartlett, First Brigade, First Divis- ion, Ninteenth Corps, with which he participated in some of the hottest battles of the war, including Port Hudson, Donaldsonville and Plain Store, where he was wounded. His time being out, he was discharged, but soon re-enlisted as sergeant in Company A, Sixty-frst Regiment, Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry. He was in the battle of Hatcher's Run, the fight about Petersburg and the battle of Sailors Creek.
 After his honorable discharge, June, 4, 1865, MT. Scace returned to Albany and settled down once again to his busi- ness and social interests. He has resided in the city ever since. It would seem that now, of all times, his peace and happiness would have been uninterrupted. Such was not to be the case, for four years ago, while engaged in experimenting the raising of the immense smokestack of the AL bany Electric power house, the lever of loosened windlass struck him heavy blow across the back. The effect of the blow was not at first ap- parent, he being able to leave his bed in few days. But the worst was to follow, for without warning he was seized with sciatic rheumatism in all its virulence. Untold agony followed.
 Said MT. Scace, ''I could not sleep for the pain. No one will know the tortures the rheumatism gave me. | don't know how I lived during those days. l became little more than skin and bones, and it seemed like life didn't have anything but suffering in it. Cures tried every so-called cure that was ever invented.
 I gave all of them good trial before l stopped taking them. My friends and neighbors recommended remedy after remedy that they heard of, but my rheumatism went on just the same. Well, after had almost had the life tortured out of me, I came across a newspaper account of Dr. Williams Pink Pills, and I thought I might as we'll add another name to the list as not, so l ordered some of my druggist.
 ''I tell you, I was glad in those days to hear of anything that could give me any hope at ali. Yes, I got them, and before had taken two boxes that pain began to leave me. Why, couldn't understand it. I couldn't myself being cured. But be- fore had taken half-dozen of those boxes I was cured. The suffering which had made my life almost un- bearable for so long had disappeared. was a new man.
 ''I began to get strong. I picked up in flesh, and went back to my busi- ness with all the vigor and vim of young man. l think everyone who knows me will tell you what it did for me. Pink Pills is the grandest medicine ever discovered, and if my will do it any good I want you to use it. hope others will hear of it and be benefited as I have been. Everyone should hear of it. can't say too much for them,'' MT. Scace exclaimed, enthusiastically, in 
 This is but one of the many cases in which Pink Pills have taken such a benefcent part in thes history of humanity.
 MT. Scace is now enjoying the fruits of an unusually large business managed solely by himself, and covering almost | the entire eastern portion of the State.
 MT. Scace is also an ivory carver of | marked ability, which he follows sole y for his own pleasure. Many little 5rinkets, carved by the light of the attest his skill in this direc- jon.
 Far from being solicited to recom- mend the curative which had taken such load of misery from his life, in 1is gratitude his praise for it is un- 'tjnted and unceasing. And from his own statement one may easily see that when he does cease to sing it's virtues, 1t will be to answer the last mastering