The National tribune., 1899-09-28
j KLEGG AND SHORTY.
cir glasses for awhile, and then ride
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their glasses for awhile, and then ride
away.
A couple of natty young Aids followed
| their superiors' example rode up, dis
mounted, and studied the enemy's position
with great dignity and earnestness, that it
might have full effect upon the brigade be-
hind them.
Monty Scruggs saw his opportunity. He
bound some tin-cans together to represent
! field glasses, mounted a stump, and began
intertly studying Buzzard Roost.
This attracted the attention of the others
What do you see, Monty?" they shouted
'See?" answered ne. Just lots and
gobs. / see old Joe Johnston over there
with Pat Cleburne, and Hood and Bragg,
and Joe Wheeler. They're all together
and pulling off their coats. and rolling up
their sleeves, and shaking their fists ut the
200th Ind, and daring it to come on"
Tell 'em not to sweat. just. hold their
horses. Wen be over presently" shouted
the others, with yells of laughter. what
else do you see?"
The young Aids turned around and
glanced angrily at Monty and the laughing
crowd.
81 see old jeff Davis there. with his Cabi-
net of traitors. He's writing fresh procla-
nation to his people, with his blind eye. and
has got his good one fixed on the 2O0th lrd.,
which he's telling Joe Johnston is bound TO
give him more trouble than all the rest o.
the army"
aGood! G Goodr yelled the rest. $50 we will
Old Jeff's right for once. What else do
you sce?"
stop that, my man." said one of the
Aids savagely. you're disturbing u.s."
"Go ahead, and don't mind 'em," shouted
tenants any way. Tell us what you see. /"
81 see way by Richmond, old Uncon-
ditional Surrender Grants got Bob Lee by
the throat, and's Just wipin' up the State
of Virginny with him: Lees eyes s bulg-
ing out like gooseberries on a limb, and his
tongues hanging down like dogs on
hot day
"Get down off that stump at once, and
go back to your place." said the Aid au-
thoritatively.
"Don't mind him. He's only a staff
officer. He can't order you. Go ahead"
shouted the rest.
81 see a couple o young Second Lieu
tenants" started Monty, but the Aid sprang
at him, and in an instant there was rush
of the other boys to defend him. Capt.
McGillicuddy, who was usually conven-
iently deaf and blind to the boys sky
larking, looked up from the paper he was
reading, hurried to the scene, quieted the
disturbance, ordered Monty to get down
and go back, and spoke sharply to the Aid
about paying any attention to the mems
harmless caperS.
The bugle blew attention" and every
body sprang to his place, ard waited eagerly
for the next command.
Men," said the Colonel, in his gentle,
sweet voice, which, however, was dis
tinctly audible to the farthest flank of
the regiment, eve are ordered to help our
comrades by attacking the mountain over
there. You see what is before you, and
that it will be terrible work, but know that
you will do all that you can do for the
honor of dear old Indiana"
An enthusiastic cheer answered him.
loft toll r.lr Ap.v,. I
the Colonel. Right face-Forward-Fi
left-March!"
The regiment filed down through the
woods on the hillside, and as it came into
the opening. at the bottom was greeted
by volley from. a battery on Rocky Face
Ridge The shells screamed viciously
over the heads Of the men, and cut through
the tops of the trees with deafening crash
"Wastln' good cast-iron on the landscape,
as usual" laughed Shorty, to encourage
the boys. 81 alwayswonder how the rebels
pick out the fellers they make cannoneers
Of. When they git hold Of feller who
can't shoot SOS to- hit anything less n
in the artillery"
"Mebbe they'll come closter next time."
| said little Pete with q shiver, as he trotted
little nearer Shorty.
"Naah, they'll never como no closter,"
| said Shorty, contemptuously. "They
couldn't hit even the side O. the mountain
if it wasn't in their way and no place
else for the ball to CO."
Just then shell screamed so close above
Shorty that he involuntarily ducked his
head.
What makes you juke, if they can't
hit nothing" inquired little Pete, and the
rest Of them had regained oomposure
enough to LAUGH.
"O,h said Shorty composedly, that feller
wasn't shootin' at me: He was shootin'
at the LIST Oshkosh, which Is q quarter Of q
mile behind. II he'd hit me It'd q bin