The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1901-04-26

one-third Of our men all the time.
The river made a bend here, and we
and the Yankees both on the same
side-had sheet of water 500 or
600 yards between US. A company
of Federals with long range guns,
gave US volley ut that distance,
knocking the dust up all around us.
We returned the fire but our lead
did not reach them, falling into the
water away this side. We threw
together some bricks and timbers-
part of an old house that had been
standing there--and this formed an
improvised breastwork, behind which
we lay down and waited for them to
advance within range of our guns.
This they took care not to do at that
time.
The road We had to travel to get to
our post and back from picket head.
quarters ran along the river brink
for nearly half q mile, and in travel
ling the same in daylight we were ex
posed to the sharp shooters of the
enemy. We were confident that the
men we had at the post behind the
embankment aud brea twork could
keep the whole Yankee army at bay
for a while at least. They could
only advance by fours and we could
kill every man they had before they
could get to US. So things remained
for that day.
Our commissioned officers
were Corporals George Watkins and
William II. Jeter; George Watkins
was on post and had been nearly all
day. Privates Adolphus E. FAINT,
Henry G. Burrough, Henry r. Fow-
Ter, Il. Gillian Thomas, j. Wesley
McKown and myself represented the
'McKissick Rangers at the time
we speak of.
While we were lying behind our
breastworks and holding them at
bay, as we thought, and were itching
for them to come within range of our
guns, we saw gunboat coming.
Things took change. Something
must be done and that soon. To re-
treat would expose us to the
enemy's sharp-shooters, which was
more to be dreaded than the gun
boat. The road, as | have already
said. was on the river brink. On
one side Was the river, on the other
was a marsh. Our retreat began,
and not in the best of order. The
road bent with the river and we were
in plain view of the gunboat all the
time. Henry Burrough, thinking he
could make the ferry sooner, plunged
into the marsh. almost disappearing
at every jump. Greatly astonished,
an old negro body servant of Ex-
Gov. Aiken, exclaimed: "Look at
dat white man, boss. He makes de
mud fly like a gator obligatory
What am he name?" Dolph FAINT
told him his name was "Captain
Simon Suggs." The negro exclaimed
''Laws-a-massy, boss! I hearn ole
massa talk about dat man long time
ago." From this circumstance
Henry Burroughs was called "Capt.
Suggs," which lasted as long as he
liveG.
Henry Burroughs was generous
and noble hearted man, and we'll
thought of by those who knew him.
He was mortally wounded the day
that General Lee surrendered. His
was among the last lives given to the
'lost cause" AS the Confederate
flag went down at Appomattox CHI,
Va, the immortal spirit of Henry G.
Burroughs took its flight to the God
who gave it. Comparatively young
man; just married before he entered
the army; and having endured the
hardships of army life for nearly four
years, his cause was the more to be re.
gretted. Should these lines fall
under the eyes of his widow, family
or friends, they will please accept the
assurance of one who knows that
Henry @, Burroughs died soldier,