The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1899-11-23
War Time Morality.

III luc civil WdI many incidents OF
an amusing nature happened that never
found their way into print. One espe-
cially l call to mind that occurred on
what was known among the boys of
the early ';i)s as the famous Meridian
trip. A chaplain of one of the New
York regiments. who no doubt was in
spired by the methods adopted by
''Sherman's Bummers," had in some
way become possessed of a fine black
mare, for which he had no bill of sale
or anything else to show that he was
legally entitled to the possession of the
chattel. Nevertheless he was very
proud Of his capture, and was not salts
fled until the colonel of the regiment
had viewed the fine points the mare
really possessed. The Introduction of
the mare to the colonel brought on the
following colOQuy:
Colonel-Chapiain, where did you get
that mare?
Chaplain-Oh, got her at the barn
on the hill, at the same time pointing
in the direction of a fine plantation
hard by.
ColoneEWhat did you give for her?
Chaplain-Why, nothing, of course;
l just took her.
ColonelJust took her? Why, chap
lain, this is not an army of thieves, and
you must return the mare to the place
where you took her.
At this the chaplain demonstrated,
1T
red to the fact that Christ stole an ass
and rode 1t into the city of Jerusalem.
Cant help It," replied the colonel.
'You are not Jesus Christ, that mare
is not an ass and, besides, you are not
going into Jerusalem, so take her
back
And the chaplain did as he was BID
Chicago Evening News.
Fooled by a Supposed "woodeu Gun.'
At the siege Of yicksburg In '63 we
had gradually worked our way up to
within two or three hundred yards of
the enemy's works. Just after dusk
the firing ON both sides usually ceased
for short time, and frequently we
would crawl out on the top of the hill
and chat across to the Johnnies
Right in our front the muzzle Of ter
rible big black gun protruded through
4 port hole. We had been there some
time and never knew this gun to be
fred. We naturally concluded 1t was
4 wooden hobby or scare-crow.
One evening a dozen or more Of the
boys had gone up to the top of the hill
and were talking to the enemy. OF
course we believed we had them shut
up tight, and they knew nothing of
what was going on in the outside world.
That day we had got word that Hook
,r'S army having been worsted over
east, we knew they were expecting
Johnson to come to their relief and
.aise the siege, but we also knew that
Grant was looking after that man
Johnson as well.
One daredevil lank yelled out:
Say, rebs.'
What do you want, Yank?'
Where's old Johnson?"
The answer came back promptly. in
n Irish accent.
An can We tell me where tn divil ia
uld Hooker"
Iank was rather sawed off, but to
ct even, said:
why don't you fire off that old wood
n gum"
No answer. Thus encouraged. a doz.
n voices continued to tantaliZe them
bout their big wooden gun. Suddenly
lie old gun lit up the heavens, and
bout salt barrel full of grape shot
oughed through the whole hill tep
aneath our feet, and such a scramble
get under cover | never saw. 1t was
ION asctr. aiEed that no one was killed.
ne of our boys yelled out:
Try it again: you never fetched a
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