The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1901-04-05

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bolls and handed it TO him. IL
made an ugly hole over the stomach.
George said, boys, convince me
that | am not dead and | will seize
my old rifle and go back into line. ,
L am glad to say no better soldier
ever shouldered musket. lie sill
lives true, christian gentleman.
Near New Market Height we had
battery of Mortar guns that threw
shells continuously into Dutch Gap
Canal. 1t was a grand sight to wit
ness the movement and precision of
the shells, especially so at night,
sSheIl af,er shell with it's bril!iant
5sak of fire as it passed on to it's
mission Of destruction. Digging of
ms canal proved to be a veritable
1slaughter pen to the enemy. The
wosk was mostly performed by ne
goes under guard. Here the gal
liant Capt. Kit Beatty was killed, also
lawrence Sartor, and many other
gallent men Of Union county, Serst.
lsaT Davis and others taken pris-
onefs On the west bank Of Deep
Hstpm was a higA precipice, whlch
..lnfleae it quite difficult for us, as pick
EEets to G. cape capture, as there was
Etq oae point to descend, and here
wsSa bold spring OF pure water,
.Wtfre we often quenchcd our thirst.
fhe I recipice shielding us from the
Neemy's bullets. Near this spring
sxsre buried many of our dead, who
Ne. in defence of their country,
ssmngst them the gallant and genial
:tLasrence Sartor. Here 1 witnessed
issl ga amusing incident. Being pressed
* the enemy early one morning we
lsSPped at the spring to fill our can.
;ssfs, all at once an object came
salSng from the top of the precipicc
audlIghting in sand bar. in few
ieetlof the spring, We all ducked our
heads, not being used 40 such imple.
mems Of war and not KNOWING wbo,
the iigenious Yanks had inve,.ed
The Sbject exclaimed with greas en.-
phas, "Throw down your guns
boys the war is all over.' 1t proved
19bt a young Virginian who had
rec9tly Joined our company. He
sTTang to his feet running, we mover
saw him any more. This incident
reminded me Of an occurrence during
the siege of Charleston. The first
hot she'll thrown into the city fell
near an old negro, he made several
bounds, exclaiming: Hell am laid
aig," (egg)
Many evenings after sunset the
Yankee bands would begin from
every hill and vale. Sometimes play
Dixie or some other Southern songs.
The 9th S. G. had a most splendid
band and they would respond by
playing Yankee Doodle, etc, and of
all the cheering you ever heard
follow from each side
One day Gen. R. e. Lee was seen
to ride up into the yard of beau,i-
ful residence filled with soldiers
forming into q line of battle under
heavy fire. He halted his horse,
dropped his bride reins upon the
pummel of his saddle, drew from his
pocket map and began to peruse it.
In a few minutes he was the object
of the enemys sharpshooters who
were occupying tree tops and other
available places. A Lieutenant of
the 9th S. G. approached him, ex-
claiming, after a salute: General,
are you aware that the sharpshooters
are firing at you, and of the eminent
danger you are in?' With an ap-
preciative smile he remark ed:
Thank you, Lieutenant, duty called
me here" and continued to consult
his map. a grand and noble man
he was. l hope the readers will
pardon the egotism l display in SO
many matters personal to myself.
The sharpshooters in both armies
became expert marksmen. At all
times in the day you could hear the
report of rifle. Often they had a
rude seat in some tall tree. One o!
these fellows, in full view, distance
about 1000 yards, was annoying
Jenkins brigade. TwoIofthem agreed
to dislodge him. They sought as
favorable position as possible. A,
the crack of one of the rifles he was
seen to futter and down he came to
I tho oround Tho ananv bod oraot