The Savannah morning news., 1901-01-20

meant immersion in this semi-frozen yea
| water so into the icy bath 1 plunged.
The storm had kicked up a lively surf,
and when I had gotten about waistdeep
huge roller lifted me off my feet and
threw me upon the beach.
Here was a dilemma. How was / to
gain the other side of the barrier OF pill
ing? council of war was summoned
to determine this grave question. The
council was not long in session. II was
rudely broken up by the stealthy APP
proach of four sentinels from the block
house. The outer sentinel on duty had
detected a dark object on the beach and
quietly summoned the other three, and
protected by the dark background of
the gloomy blockhouse, approached with
in ten yards of me without detection.
Without hailing, they fired upon me at
close range.
do you believe in a special providence?
Have you never had occasion to believe
n divine Intervention between you and
eternity?
Wei, I do, and the Almighty that
night put His hands between the muzzles
If the Yankee muskets and my anatomy,
Else l would not be telling you this story
o-night. l threw myself upon the beach
md each soldier felt certain his particu-
ar bullet-ha done the work. When they
walked up 10 my pIOSlfdte lOffn sur
prised them with a quiet I'll surrender.
they ordered me up and marched me into
he blockhouse, one fellow, disappointed
mot killing me, giving me a jab N.,.I
Ifs bayonet. Entering the lighted book
house, one of the senunels exclaimed
I'D If II amt a Johnny! Who did you
hink l was? l asked. Hesitating, he
replied. one of those id bounty jump
rs You must know there was no small
I'll In a Va nh I,N 4
the patriotic plan of bounty jumping"
Mr.. G. N. Saussy's narrative, which his
bother continued to read, told Of the
punishment he was compelled 90 endure
because of his attempt to escape. Some
Of the officers of the guard IN charge of
| the prisoners were convinced that Mr..
| Saussy and his comrades had been aided
| In their attempt 90 escape by one of the
sentinels. and Mr. Saussy was ironed and
| strung up to a fence, while the thermom-
| eier lowered about zero, because he could
| not tell the name of the sentinel who had
| helped him get over the fence. AS no sem
| Incl had given him assistance, it was
fortunate that the officer who had Or
deTed the punishment relented.
Mr.. j. r. Saussy said he had read the
narrative of his brother as an instance
of the bravery ana of the hardships that
were uncomplainingly endured by the
men who wore the grey. Il is well, he
said, for the veterans to remember and
for the younger generation to learn OF
these Deeds so that they may properly
appreciate the glorious heritage left by
the gallant host, who have crossed Ger
the river and rest under the shade of the
trees"
Miss Pauline Chapsau sang very de-
ightfully and with much grace of ex-
preston, a French love song, Isl Tu
T'aime" Miss Nell Everett acted
Where the A bama Rests and Master
Preston Everett, THE War is Over"
This talented brother and sister have
been heard very often in Savannah and
their reading of the selections they gave
asst night was quite in accordance with
the dramatic ability they are accustom-
ed to display,
The feature of the evening was Gen.
p. McGlashan's song. of h own compo-
sition. The Days We Followed Lee" He
prefaced it by a graceful little speech
and when he sang it, in a faint and
uuavering voice, he almost literally
brought down the houre. Gen. McG'ash-
an explained that the song was supposed
to be sung by an old "Confed' to his
children 1t had been written, he said,
as his contribution to the store of love
and honor that every true Southerner
felt for the name aud the memory OF
Robert Lee. The song is as follows:
Dear to my heart, my children loved.
Come. gather round my knee.
While l tell you of the brave old days
When we followed Lee;
When our homes we left and perilled all,
Dreaming the South we'd free,
Nor rocked we ought but duty's call
States rights and liberty.
CHORUS.
| When we followed Lee, my boys,
Oh when we followed Lee,
Marching and fighting In the brave old
days.
When we followed Lee.
| Then the South arose in stern array,
| From the Gulf unto the sea,
| The Starred Cross floating in the van,
! Under Beauregard and Lee.
| And Ashby, Stuart and Hampton rode,
Their bright swords flashing free,
And bore the foeman back, aye back,
| Ger mountain. fed and lea.
Like a mountain torrent, Jackson swept
| The valleys free and clear.
And our line rushed thrO' fire and food,
Ola Maryland in our rear!
| And miles we marched and battles won,
While the Starred Cross floated free,
And many a gallant deed was done
in the day we followed Lee.
The years passed on. our ranks grew
thin
Our comrades by our side,
| True TO the South they loved so well,
Cheering and lighting died;
! South's heroes all they did their best
Fighting for you and me-
| Trusting in God and their sense OF right,
And their grand old leader, Lee.
After the programme of exercises had
been concluded, with the playing of a
Confederate air by the Naval Reserves
Fife, Bugle and Drum Corps refresh
meuts were served and an hour was pleas
antly spent In the exchange of stories OF
the olden time The veterans have rea-
son 20 feel satisfied with the results OF
their evenings entertainment.
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RcbeLahs AT Mnycross.
Esther Rebckah Lodge No o OF Way
CROSS. comDlimented Ruth Rebokab
Lodge No. 9 Of Savannah VITA an invi-
tation to Waycross ana confer the degree