The Saint Paul globe., 1897-10-17
BRAVE LlTThE pHIL
NEW STORIES OF THE CAVALRY
LEADER WHO SAVED THE
DAY At WINCHESTER.
LESSON FOR A TEAMsTER.
GOODNESS IN TRYING TIMES
AT STONE RIVER.
BUTTERWOBTH'S FIRE BELLS.
How a Youngster Turned the Laugh
on the GEessman--CapitoI
Corridor Tales.

Special to the Globe.
WASHINGTON, Oct. 16.-John c.
Fay, prominent lawyer of this city,
formerly a member of the First New
Jersey cavalry, narrates the following
interesting story concerning Sheridan,
the greatest cavalry leader the world
has ever known. 1t was just one week
before Little Phil won immortal fame
by his victory at Cedar Creek after his
gallop from Winchester, twenty miles
away" Sheridan was in Washington
upon important military business and
took supper with a party of officers t
a prominent restaurant in the national
capital The dinner was progressing in
a satisfactory manner, and everybody
was happy, when suddenly Sheridan,
the guest of honor, arose from his
chair looked towards the center of the
table, raised his right hand to his tenn
pie, gave a military salute, and resum-
ed his seat.
Everybody present called in chorus
| for an explanation of the remarkable
| performance, when Sheridan responded
with a laugh: Il always salute in the
presence of my Superiors. l am q
| major general and am commanding the
Army of the Middle Military Division,
but that butter outranks me-"
Gen. Cyrus Bussey, late assistant sec
retary of the Interior was colonel of
the Third Iowa cavalry, and served for
a time under Sheridan. Gen. Bussey
narrates an incident of the pugnacious
character of the great cavalry general
which occurred long before ne attained
eminence as commander of troops in
ing duty as quartermaster in South
west Missouri in the early days of the
war A provision wagon, with team
of ten mules, was stuck in the mud
near Springfield, and the driver began
to unreasonably and numerically be-
labor the unfortunate mules. Capt.
Sheridan, in fatigue uniform, without
any insignia of rank, mounted on a
stout black horse was riding along the
left of the road when the blows and
curses Of the driver attracted his at
tention, and he demanded the reason
why the animals were being so Sc
verely treated.
The driver gave no reply, but lifted
his voice in utterance of oaths aud
curses, while he struck one mule
terrific blow with the heavy butt end
of his whip. Capt. Sheridan shouted
again to the driver, and received in
reply a profane threat that if he did
not mind his own business he would
get the same kind of treatment the
mules were getting. Without stopping
to state his rank and demand obedi
ence, Capt. Sheridan slid from his sad
die and grabbed the ruffian by the
throat Although man of mucn
shorter build than the wagner, Sheri-
dan was more athletic and scientific. IN
a moment he had the human brute
upon his back in the mud, and then
twisting the whip from his hand, piled
it literally to the legs and arms of the
mule driver, until he howled for mercy.
Sheridan allowed the frightened man
to arise, and handing him the whip
said: II am Capt. Sheridan, quarter
master Of this army, and if you don't
get that wagon out pretty quick I'll
thrash you again
Thereupon the wagner took hold of