The National tribune., 1904-09-29

variety Of negroes, while my new cook
was OF very light color and freckle-
faced, and also possessed-what is very
rare in one having even little African
blood in his veins-red,s though, kinky
hair; on account of which peculiarities
my black boys spoke OF him contemptu-
| ously as that bogus Niger" from which
we all soon got to calling him Bogus"
| and l don't think l ever knew his other
name,
As pr0spectively useful accomplish
ment l occasionally gave my wife lessons
in shooting Mt a mark with q Colts navy,
when in camp, and at first was perfectly
| med cowboy style) for her to shoot at;
but after a little practice found she i'm
proved SO rapidly that my hat began to
look like a sitter, and l had to find her
| some other kind of a target.
AS there were plenty of farms and
orchards along this route, l fOraged free
| ~ for apples, chickens, turkeys, ETC., keep
ing a good supply in our wagon at all
times Walnuts, hickory nuts and per
| simmons were prime and plenty in the
| timber; these the boys procured in abuh-
dance; and by the aid of my shot9Hnsl
was able to add such auxiliaries as wild
pigeons, wild ducks, prairie chickens and
squirrels. We lived fine. l don't think
Gen. Blunts table conld have been much
better supplied than mine. q-S-.sr3ss
RUNNING THE GANTLET OF BUsHwAcKEHs.
While foraging away from the road,
of course, l had to run the risk of being
picked off by bushwhackers, who were
always skulking along the border, but
fortunately l escaped making any inti-
mate acquaintance with these gentry,
though some of our foragers didn't get OF
so lucky. / was chased and shot at by
a party of them on one occasion, which
l will relate further on. 80
For fear that l might fail to get back
some day while out foraging bad ac-
quired the habit. when leaving my family
pOcket-boOk (Which was usually well pad
ded with greenbacks) to my wife before
leaving, SO that she would at least have
money enough to last her for awhile. and
as l often jokingly remarked, ito give
her second husband a start"
She often cautioned me against taking
what seemed to be needless risks, but l
| would try to reassure her and allay her
fears with
Don't you worry about me. I've been
in many a tight place, and, don't you
know, l always wiggle through, some
how" ,.-
YES" she would reply, "but you know
the pitcher that goes too often to the well
gets broken at last"
i
often that think she had more faith in
my good luck than my good sense.
At Maysville, little town in the north
west corner of Arkansas, on the line Of
the Nation, we were joined by my boss,
Capt. Thomas, who, accompanied by
Lieut.. William Galleher. Col. Phillips
Adjutant (of the Indian Brigade), and a
| scout, had come a-horseback from Fort
Gibson to meet us. Following on down
| the line to Cincinnati, Ark, we separated
from Blunt's command at that point, he
| with the larger part of the outfit going
on to Fort Smith; while we, with a por-
ton OF the supply train and small escort,
turned west down Barren Work by way
of Park Hill to Fort Gibson. Fort Glib.
son is about so miles from the Arkansas
line.
As we neared Park Hill, Capt. Thomas,
Lieut.. Galleher and ] rode on several
miles ahead of the train in order to Sc
| cure some hay for the outfit, which Gal
leher knew the location of at Park Hill.
| As we came out of the timber on top Of
the hill near the Female Seminary build
ing, which overlooks the village Of Park
Hill, where we expected to camp the
train, we noticed lot of saddled horses
| tied to the fence in front Of Andrew
Nave's house in the town, about a half
mile from US; and as it was very de-
sirable to know whether those horses be-
lOnReu 10 ITleiluS OF Toes, we Hditeu, WHlI0
Galleher dismounted, took out his -fieH-
glass, and, taking a rest across his sad
| die, took a look at the men who owned
the horses, who were now mounting. rs
! they appeared TO have seen us, and were
preparing to give us a call.
CHASED BY GUERILLAs.
Galleher quickly made them out to be
rebels, as they were nearly all dressed
in butternut clothes "a sure sign them
and there being about a dozen of them
and only three of us we had no hesita-
ton in deciding that discretion was the
better part of valor," and prepared to
| take the back track into the timber; and
fall back to the train, which we thought
was coming On little way behind us.
Before doing SO l borrowed the glass
to take look at the rebs, and noticed
that part of them had started to follow
the road around a big field Of corn that
lay between us and Nave's house; while
the others were coming right across the
field toward us, led by a man riding a
white horse.
We were so sure that our train and