The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1902-11-19
WAR STORIES.
Around Fredericksburg.

Editor Atlanta Journal: While
many can tell more than they know,
there are many that cant write what
they know, and often see things
that are disgusting to me. | have
often seen men that l knew that did
not know but little about the war that
could tell nice hourishing tale about
certain battles. Those kind can tell
more than they know and there are a
great many Of that kind of people in
the world. shall attempt in my
scattering way to give one Of many
of what l consider my close calls.
While campcd below Richmond, Va. ;,
in The direction Of fredericksburg,
our regiment, with the ID South Caro-
lima Rifles and others, tried to locate
the Yankees. Lieut.. Col. Logan was
in command. He was Mart Cary
lieutenant colonel OF cavalry. Our
brigade was infantry. After crossing
over the brcastworks where VIC had
been campcd for several weeks, the
entire force was dcploycd as skirmish-
crs as stated, with Col. Logan in com
mand. With quite line Of skirmish-
crs, We started down what was called
the Bottoms Bridge Road. My COM
pany, Cd Palmetto Sharpshooters,
was on the right of the line. OF we
started, right through woods, swamps,
brush, over logs for mile or two.
When sped little opening l said,
Look out, boys, VIC will find them
directly" When we reached it, it
Was small patch Of two or three acres
w.h some large apple trees and
small cabin. 1t was my lot to enter
near the centre Of the patch. AS
fully entered it at the opposite side I
spied blue coat jump across little
ditch and attempt to secretc himself
behind some small bushes.
Just in front Of me was rail pen
about as high as my head. just at
this moment the line was ordered to
halt, but l ran to the rail pen in front
Of me and dropped upon my knees. l
hadn't hardly got still until the Yank
cut down on me and struck rail just
in front Of me, filling my face and
eyes full of litter 1 rubbed it out
the best could and tried my luck $50
or 400 yards. at the crack Of my gun
| saw the dust rise just to my right.
| says to myself you are my meat if
you remain there till I get loaded, aud
that was awful quick. Just at this
juncture he threw up his handkerchief
as though he was surrendered. hol-
lowed at him and told him to come in,
but he did not, but bang went his gun
and jumped up and ran few PAGES,
fell into small wash in an old field
and commenced loading his gun, and
as he elevated himself little l cut
down on him, sticking him in the hip,
the ball lodging near the kidneys.
The boys went and got him and took
him back to camp and wanted me to
go and see him, but never went, and
that's all the man that I know that
killed, but if I did not kill many I
missed my aim many times, for was
in nearly all the battles fought in Vir-
ginia, except when I was out, and
that was threo times, that was alb
sent, wounded. I went among the
first and stayed until the last. Our
regulars opened the FIRST Manassas
with Wheat's Zouaves, from New Or
leans, and one company Of cavalry
from Loudon County, Virginia.
There where I saw ny first shell and
blue coat. I have many more close
calls that I may speak Of later.
DR.. G. w. Boroughs, Company I,
Palmetto Sharpshooters, Jenkins's
Brigade, South Carolina V. p. S. If
any Of my regulars soc this, would
like to hear from you.