The National tribune., 1899-07-27

Johnny fill up the bowl. and" u ohnny
comes marching home" and talked about
the u elnnies" so much that their behavior
annoyed me, and at last, when they began
to box and wrestie in my tent got,angry
and told them to sit down and behave them
selves.
felt relieved when they went away, for
all my thoughts were on my brush pile.
Not wishing them 10 notice my departure,
| waited few minutes after they were
! gone, then started for my peach brandy.
But met them right in front of my tent on
their return. They were almost out of
breath, and expressed much pleasure in
weather, and that they had been halfway
down to my brush pile to take back nay
bottle, and were on their return, thinking
that might be going down that way, and
if SO, could take it along. One of them took
my peach brandy bottle out of his haver-
They said they had an awful time of it That
| afternoon following my tracks through the
| mud and snow. They were an hour in
| finding the brush pile; their feet were wet,
| and they would not do the same thing over
again for two bottles OF peach brandy.
| They did not want me to take the bottle
| back, however, unless | felt like it; they
could go down with it. They were all talk,
and declared that was useful member of
the company, and that if kept right along
| by and by some of the men could not get
along without me. Both Of them spoke
very highly and kindly of me, indeed. ]
took the empty bottle and set it up in a
corner of my tent for candlestick.
That night while rolling in agony under
my blanket, my ear exploded and my health
returned; but / experienced no benefit
whatever from the peach brandy.
| Eight months after my ear exploded our
corps were ordered from the Potomac to
1 Fbnf+ IT.ah hnI D..
deal Of marching and countcr-marching
but the hands that had been backened and
| blistered by the fires of charlottesville
had planted in triumph our banners upon
the rocks of Gettysburg.
| For an agreeable change we were piled
on the top OF box cars, and on gravel cars,
in old cattle cars, and on rusty pig-iron
cars, and with joyful faces started for our
new front, over the crooked Baltimore &
Ohio Railroad.
/ Our steam whistles echoed through the
| Alleghanles; with shouts, hurrahs and
rejoicings we entered Ohio. Our cheers ran
J up her hillsides and across her rivers, and
for replies came the warm greetings of
| patriotic citizens. The telegraph, too.
announced our coming, and farmers hastily
drove to many stations along our route
with wagon-boxes loaded with apples for
the boys to cheer them on their way On
and on, citizens sending up shouts of well
come, ladies in doorways and windows
waving starry banners; boys and girls on
verandaS and house-tOpS, their hand
kerchiefs fluttering in the breeze; on and on,
blue section following blue section, throuph
}, Indana's capital, until 1900 men, in
seven days, were transferred from the Army
of the Potomac to the borders of Alabama
without a single accident
At Louisville we made stop, and while
trying to find a candy store, / met a member
Of another company of my regiment, who
told me that he had Il plan to buy a bottle of
ticker" for 81 and sell it in Chattanooga for
!, S.. He had 40 cents, and wanted me To po
!, in partnership and put in 60 cents.
| | replied that ! had once bought some
peach brandy. and that did not think il a
profitable investment. Said he. 1Ibjs is
Monongahela." The name sounded 60
respectable that followed him into a small
shop, where there was an Irish woman he
hind counter, who had "A nephew i'm the
war, and after she heard my comrades
recitals of our hardships, she, with eyes full
2 of tears, threw off 10 cents of the purchase
: money. AS my friends haversack was
full OF Ohio apples, put the bottle in mine.
and hurried back, but our train had gone,
and We took the next one.
On we started again, rolling through tbe
, States of Kentucky and Tennessee, none of
l us gloomy until we ran into tunnels-the
long, dark and gloomy tunnels of the
mountains. Every time we emerged from
one OF these gloomy tunnels into the sun.
light my comrade became inspired with
patriotic emotions, and he talked right
I along about the glorious Commonwealth OF
= Tennessee, until we ran into another tunnel
where he was silent and gloomy until we
ran out again. We continued to run in anC
out OF these dark tunnels for long time