The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1902-08-13

competitor has told you of the service
he rendered to the country in the last
war. Let me tell you that / too acted an
humble part in that memorable contest.
When the tocsin of war summoned the
chiyalry of the North to rally to the
defense OF the national honor, L, fellow
citizens, animated by that patriotic spirit
which CLOVIS In every American bosom,
hired a substitute for that war, and the
bones of thai man cow lie bleaching on
the banks of the Chickahominy."
There may rave been a few Southern
men who sent substitutes. L have heard
I of but enc instance only and 1t happened
in this wise: Two Georgians, Bridges
and Moore, were prisoners or war az
Fort McHenry. Bridges WAS suffering |
from a wound in the leg and ON account
of difficulty in walking, requested his
comrade Moore on n occasion to an.
aver sick call for him. 1t seems that
Bridges had been unwell and the prison I
surgeon had given him q box OF little
liver pills for his nalady. His pills were
out and he wanted moro. He instructed
Moore to answer In his name, to say he
was getting better, but to ask for a fresh
suppIy of pills Moore cheerfully went
as Bridges substitute, fell into line and
when his turn came answered to the
name OF Bridges, and requested another
box of the pills. The surgeon eyed Moore
narrowly: Bridges" he said, you're
not we'll yet. Well, l must change your
prescription" Forthwith he picked up
a retort, poured a liquid from one vial,
then another, and still another. Doc.
tor" said Moore, " don't think l need
that I'm getting better, doctor, the pill
will be enough, doctor, the pills will do"
, I" No, they won't" roared the surgeon,
I" drink that, darn you, drink 1t, ] say"
: There was no help for 1t. Down went
the mixture.
When he returnedto quarters, Bridges
: asked MOOR IL he got his pills. "NoT
= said Moore. well, you needn't snap
. my head off" said Bridges Bridges"
= said Moore, with q groan, If you aint a
we'll man in a day or two, it won't be my
= fault, for I've just swallowed the con
u foundest dose Of medicine for you that
. ever went down my throat"
" No, M countrymen, 1t was your WI
u voice that answered to that call No
y mercenary bands were yours, no sover
- eign's shilling tempted you to deeds of
blood, and 80 the eternal pen Of him who
70 shall write the impartial truth Of history
will never be able to record in the whole
y, story of the four years struggle one
single instance of a Southern soldier
who fought among the slain for gold o,
= booty.
~ All, the depth and breadth Of TIT
40 patriotism Of that day. Young men o
!, the new South let mt tell you q story
'u which illustrates the deathless devotion
III the Spartan heroism of the men of TIT
az old South Col. Sampson w. Harris, o
-. the Sixth Georgia regiment, near tn
10 close of the war, was wounded in one o
a' the battles around Richmond. He wa
~, being carried to the rear, and while lyinI
~ on the straw in the ambulance, he hear,
~ the driver say to someone by the road
side. "Dcn't you want to ride ?" TIL
~ ambulance stopped, and he saw the drive
w reach down and pull q man up on tn
seat beside him. Colonel Harris saw
~ was a wounded soldier. He spoke to tn
~, man and asked how he was wounded
,,' The poor fellow turned in his seat an
ie, showed him. His right hand had bee
,o shot away at the wrist. 1t was hangin
by the shreds and tendons, the jagge
bone sticking out from the arm. Wit
III his left hand, h soldier was claspin
Se his wrist above the wound to stop tn
o flow Of blood Looking at his severe
'' right hand, the man said to Col, Harris
ny II nave q wife and two little children q
home and so far as / know that's the onl
support they have in all the world" An
then, as If ashamed of his momentar
an weakness, he said: "But / gave 1t t
elk. my country, and here's another she ca
rn have If she wants it,"
,ur "a prince of the blood" said 90
,or Harris, "could have knelt at that man
'ty feet and learned the lesson of patrio
lbs ism"
GU Can you wonder that with a spirit lik
hit. this animating the soldiery of the 'Soutl
it to ,k billions Of treasures and million
sin Of men and four years Of desperate an
,re dead y struggle to form the bitter wore
led surrender through their teeth.
ly! was this spirit which made the army {
my the South the most destructive engin
Of war that ever blew on battle field il
nd breath Of fire, or narrowed opposin
forces with its teeth Of steel. 1t was tn
split that left the record Of an army 81
hundred thousand strong 81 it's utmo,
of fighting capacity which placed the name
Of seven hundred and fifty thousan
I'm wounded and disabled survivors of tn
,se enemy on the pension rolls Of the Unite
ed States, and which enrolled on the lists G
,g, Confederate captives the names Of tw
he hundred and seventy five thousand Fec
de eral prisoners of war
Ter And with all due honor to the gallar
ny foes In blue who met you in the san
he said that your roll Of captives would b
In still longer IL your breath could hav
nd held out at critical times and some G
GU our Yankee brethren had been less flee
lat Of foot. At least this must be so il W
are to believe a Federal soldiers accoun
JIG Oh ono OF MS uncles In battle which run
as follows; Eyes, my uncle William
ur was a patriotic man. He was Away
as first In battle coming homo. The hat
tie of Bull Run was a great battle. Nj,
he uncle William was there boldly ightinI
for two days sometimes ON one sid
and sometimes on the other.
by YES, my uncle William was a YER,
nc patriotic man. He loved the gloriou
stars and stripes loved to rally arount
DO the dear old flag and he said he wa
IT. willing to leave the thickest of the fight
any time, jnst to SO &c tho roar TO rail-,
to around it.
IL. II must tell you how uncle William
IN and killed our last rebel. We marched
r, out to Bull Run with Fitz John Porter
uncle William and / did, and when We
q got about half way there, we met a rebeI
n In ambush. He pulled out his revolver
e uncle William and I pulled out our
bowie.knives, and hen we both took
20 the lead from the start and kept 1t clear
r. into Washington City"
And speaking, veterans OF that battle
OF Bull Run, reminds me OF Eli Perkins
story Have you heard it ?
Well, at the battle OF Bull Run. Gen
eral Alger met a breathless soldier fy
Ing with the rest OF the army towarde