The National tribune., 1901-08-15

When the battle had ended We gathered
our wounded and took them back to have
them cared for. Then we gathered the
wounded rebels.
During the battle my Second Sergeant
was wounded. and taken to the rear. His
name was Clinton Bryant. one of the best
soldiers / ever met. Albert. thought n
great deal of Bryant. ! told him that
Bryant had been wounded and taken to
the rear. / wished he would see if he
could find him. He was gone for a long
time, and at last he came to me- sobbing
as though his heart would break. He
said Bryant was dead.
The next morning we went to Fort Rob
| inett, and in front of the fort lay muy
of the dead rebels. Albert was looking
them over, when he called to me, Uncle
Sam. come here. Here is Col. Rogers, of
the 18th Ark. o, dear; that>is too bad.
He was a nice man. It's too bad to kill
men like him and poor Bryant"
The boy was right. 1t was Col Rog-
ers, who led the last desperate charge
upon Fort Robinett, jumped the ditch and
stuck his flag into the fort and bell back
into the ditch dead.
Whoever may visit old Fort Robinett
will see the grave Of Col. Rogers in front
of the old fort, with marble slab at
the head and picket fence around it.
He was buried where he fell.
A few days after the battle Albert
said: Il want to go home; l have seen
all | want of war; never want to see
another battle" l told him as soon as
| could get d pass for him he could go
home. The next day we were walking
up the railroad north of the town, when
we heard someone grooming in a bunch
of bushes. We went into the bushes and
there we found n wounded rebel, who
had been shot through the leg.
l asked him what he was doing there.
He SoiI bn JrouDla1 IVa toni him
TO the hospital and had his wound dressed.
The next day / called to see him, and
he said to me, Say, Cap, that boy of
yours was down to Ripley when we were
there" l told him he was mistaken. 20,
no; / am sure he was, and he stayed in
our tent all night"
why, you are wrong, man." l said.
| q did not like to let him know that the
boy had been in their camp.)
well, he looks nightly like the boy"
The fellow got quite well, and was ex-
changed and /, Of course, lost track of
him.
1 got pass for the boy, and he soon
started for home. He grew up to be a
man, went to California, and died there.
Fifteen years ago L was at Moberly
Mo-, selling out n stock of jewelry at auc-
ton. One evening | said something about
the battle of Corinth.
L saw man with one empty sleeve
standing near, watching me closely. AT
ter the sale was over he came up to me
and said:
Il reckon you don't know me, do your
mo; | don't think | do"
Don't you remember the man you and
the boy took to the hospital in Corinth?
Well, L am that man." &.
rs that so? What became of that
arm?"
Il lost that at Vicksburg. Say, Cap,
want that boy of your'n down to Rip
leyY
Yes, he was"
"Well, | knowed he was. What be-
came of him?'
told him he had died in California.
Some years after this / met Gen Rose
Grams in Milwaukee at the Plankington
House. About the first thing he said af-
ter l made myself known 10 him was:
Whatever became of that little boy, AL
bert! He was bright little fellow, and
have often thought of him. That boy
saved the battle of Corinth.''