The National tribune., 1901-07-25

away my horse, preparatory to going to
the home Of my girl for dinner. The en-
bryonic warriors, all classes of men and
women, even followed me to the house Of
my girl, imploring me to help them lick
Morgan
well, the hours wore away, and about
8 or 4 p. m. we heard that Morgan had
surrendered in a wheatield between New
Lisbon and the river. | was glad to hear
it, for there would have been no rest,
much less sleep, in Salem that night had
Morgan continued to roam at large.
However, we had the drill all right,
for nothing could pacify that mob except
a regular military education. After din
ner, with my girl, L went down to the
parade Now, my friend, if you are
one-half as much amused at this story
riors (D you will certainly laugh and
grow fat. When l arrived upon the drill
ground you may we'll imagine what was
up against | certainly cannot describe
it. There | found 500 or 600 citizens,
preachers, merchants, laborers, farmers,
every kind and class of patriotic human
ity, all drawn together by common de-
sire-to lick Morgan Scarcely q man
or woman knew any more of military"
than a COW knows of astronomy. The
Quakers, however, were not there. Fight
ing, you know, is against their principles
of religion. Instead of fooling around On
the battle-ground they were making Q
mastery retreat-to save their horses.
There was fellow in town who had
been in the Mexican war, and as he wss
anxious to show off, l kindly-to myself
-unloaded the greater part OF the mob
on him that he might have the honor Of
putting them through the necessary evo-
lutions to make efficient warriOrs-'to Hck
Morgan
Il took a squad of so or 100 off little
way from the Mexican and his mob, and
told them they were making condemned
monkeys of themselves, and that as / did
not feel disposed to make an entire fool
Of myself l should make no attempt to
drill them. However, advised all who
were sure Morgan was coming to take
all their best horses, money and light
goods and chattels, and, like the Quakers,
skip out and stay out until Morgan's
anomalous warfare in Ohio was over. Ths
other fellow drilled his valiant mob In
the hot sun until he played out and the
most of his soldiers az were more near
ly ready to go to the hospital than to
lick Morgan 1 think if Morgan could
have stood where he could view that land
scape o'er he would have laughed little
bit, forgetting that he was a stranger
in a strange land in the midst Of an em-
barrassing environment.
There were many ludicrous scenes that
day in Salem that | have not the strength
OF hand to recount, being disabled by
rheumatism. l have given you few pen
pictures Of war in Salem because l
judge from your style of writing in 'Bugle
Notes that you enjoyed the ludicrous side
of war as much, if not more, as you did
any other side. All Americans look alike
to me-"
Capt. Kirk was valiant soldier, serY-
ing through the entire war in the Army
of the Potomac, in the Carolinas and
elsewhere. He can also give some ludi-
crous, as well as serious, pen pictures OF
prison life, he having been confined a
prisoner OF war at Andersonville during
the greater part Of 4 year. My father
having been a native Pennsylvania, from
near Pittsburg, | feel that Capt Kirk,
my friend the enemy" is somewhat Of
near and dear relative.-GEO. DALLAS
MOSGROyE,