The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-04-12

this account that many amusing Incl
dents occurred, often getting people
into embarrassing situations. But the
general never allowed them to suffer
by such.
Here is story thatswas much en-
! joyed by those who heard an old vet
tell it.!
jackson was making one Of those
lightning changes Of base in the valley
Of Virginia, and with few members
Of his staff was riding rapidly from
one wing of his army to the other.
He was following course more than
roads, and, if a cut across plantations
saved time and distance, then he would
! take the nigh cut.
/, He was riding rapidly along road
(! until he cane to large plantation,
when he halted, ordered the fence
thrown down and dashed down the
corn rows, the little cavalcade leaving
wake of devastation through the 90
acre field Of promising corn.
Just as they were emerging from
the other side Jackson and his men
were met by an old Virginia farmer
! whose face was flushed, and he was
wildly gesticulating with his hat as he
poured out torrents Of abuse upon the
intruders for running his field Of
''brag" corn.
Finally, for lack Of breath, which
he had been using too freely, consid-
ering his immense 25opound frame,
he paused, and the general said:
II regret, sir, the necessity that
impelled me to ride across your field,
but war demands that we make sacri-
fees. I am General Jackson, and
must get to the other wing Of my army
at any cost.
There was mingled look Of chagrin
and admiration, of embarrassment and
delight upon the old farmers features.
For, besides being, in the old fellows S
reputation, the greatest Of generals,
living or dead, was Jackson not a
Presbyterian? Of his own faith and
order?
"Oh! general, I didn't know you.
Ride back. general-ride all over my
field. God bless general, take
all I've got, and welcome. And
amid the quiet laughter Of his escort
and the profuse eulogium the old fel-
low began, old Stoncwall rode away.
RENIN1scENsEs OF WHEELER.
At Shelbyville, Tennessee, in 1863,
Wheeler's cavalry got the worst Of the
fight. 1t was general mix-up, and
the clash Of sabres and clash Of revol-
vers made it mighty interesting
for time. Some of the boys rode
out with skinned heads and some
did t ride out at all. Some were killed
and some were captured.
Our big scout. Jolly Cass Sims. was
killed, but not till a heavy sabre and
almost giants arm had made mourn
ing for the mother Of more than one
Of his bluecoated assailants; and Joe
Criswell, who boasted that he rode the
fastest nag in the regiment, was cor
raled along with others, and was forced
to take trip North for his health.
Here it was that General Wheeler
made the famous leap off a bluff into
the river. which some of our illustra-
ted papers have recently had picture
Of. The leap, Of course, constituted
the daring feat, but the difficult one,
as I remember it, was forcing his
horse to Chamber up the almost per-
pendicular bank on the further side
Here it was that General Martin,
our division commander, killed Fed
eral soldier with arevolver and thereby
saved himself from being killed or
captured; and near here our Colonel
Webb, Of the Fifty-frst Alabama, was
mortally wounded.
Company X, Of the Fifty first Ala
bama, was composed Of a hard lot.
They we're impatient at any restraint
or discipline, and their own officers
could do little or nothing with them.
Their captain resigned in disgust and
went to the Virginia army When a
detail was called for from Company X
they sent it or didn't, as happened to
suit them, but when fight was on X
turned outin full force. They started
out with "a men, and at the final
roundup only four answered to their
names. Colonel Morgan afterwards
general. and now United States Scna-
tori gave them up as Il bad Job, but
when Colonel Webb succeeded to the
command of the regiment, he cndeav.
ored to bring some order ont Of the