The age-herald., 1898-07-31

went deep into the words, and rehearsed It. had it down pat l then went to the captains and had them explain what ef feet that command would have on the com pany. Each took a stick and mapped out the movement on the ground until 1 under stood 1t thoroughly. l repeated it to my self until l felt proud and confident. Next morning at drill I assumed an attitude and While making ciragarette in a careless fashion, issued the command The com pany ran over me, and as they are taught to keep on going until told to halt, the entire company walked on my graceful presence before l could think of what came next. l hope to learn, but I wish l had a company that was not so anxious to mind"
 Captain Mckinley knew about as much or military tactics the recruits who tried to give General Compton points at Chicka- mauga. The general came across him when riding through the camp, and when the soldier saw from the uniform that the horseman was some kind of an officer, he saluted with a gay flourish of the hand. Here was work for the general. Stopping his horse he carefully explained the proper method of saluting an officer.
 You must halt face about, and present arms" he explained kindly.
 Not much,' said the recruit. "You can't give me no game like that. I'm too old a bird. You just do it this way Seer" and again the friendly flourish.
 Who told you that?" asked the gen. eral.
 Lieutenant - said the recruit. Say. do you know him? He's a peach. and when you want to know anything about this military business, you go to him. See?' And with another move of the hand the recruit marched away. With an army, gathered together so rap- idly and COmnOSpd of el a. ments, the officers are bound at times to have some rather trying experiences. It requires unlimited tact, good manage ment and good nature to keep the men in order. A good story Is told of Colonel Andy Burt, who, while at Chickamauga was promoted to the colonelcy of the Twenty-ffth colored regiment. He under took to exercise the troops in more ways than one. He told them that they must play ball an hour each day so as to get thoroughly accustomed to the heat of the sun.
 NOW said the colonel, 'you boys come out and we will takesa turn at ball playing. I'm going to play with you. I am not Col onel Burt while playing, but simply Andy Burt Now, play ball.'
 It soon came the coloners time at the bat, and with a vicious swipe he drove the ball hard past second for three bags A large, greasy, black soldier was coaching and yelled as the colonel was making dive for first
 "Run, Andy, run, you tallow-faced, knock kneed oabergastered idiot. Get your three bags!'
 The colonel stopped at first. turned on his heel, returned to the home plate, and don- ming his straps, remarked:
 From now on I'm Colonel Burt"
 
 One of the funniest stories of the war Is told by a Tampa correspondent about Col onel Duffy of the Sixty-niith New York The colonel is a shrewd Irishman and his remarks to his men often cause a broad smile to pass over their countenances. one day a number of new recruits arrived and two of them came from the far west These two were placed on guard, but the corporal had considerable difficulty in keeping them on their posts. He reported to the colonel that the men would not remain on their hosts as they were scouts and tratlers
 ''Scouts and thraiers, are they? Well, I'll fix 'em. Bring me two tint-pins.'
 The pins were brought to the colonel, who took them and placed one at each end of the guards post.
 "Now, bring me thim scouts and thrallers and piece of rope and I'll see if l can't show them their bate" The men were brought, and Colonel Duffy tied the ropes around their ankles and said
 "Scouts and thrailers, are ye? Well, ye thrail from that tint-pin to that tint-pin and when ye get through ye thraill between the two tint-pins, and I guess that yell get all the thraillin ye want"