The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1904-12-15
Would No, Make shoes for Reb..

tiny ember there.
Boston Transcript.
Would Not Make Shoes for Rebs.
A white-haired. elderly man stood
In Doric hall at the state house the
other day intently gazing at the bat
tie flags of the Massachusetts regi-
ments that fought to preserve the
Union from 1861 to 1865. He fingered
long and seemed to be greatly inter
ested in the torn and tattered stand
ards. A visitor noticed the man, and,
stepping up to him, said: You ap-
pear to be interested in those aags."
Il think | have a right TO be. sir,
replied the old gentleman. That flag"
said he, pointing TO the shot riddled
| colors of the Nineteenth regiment,
was captured from me in front of
1864. Thirty years afterwcrd. by an
act of congress. it was returned to
the state. and had the honor Of de-
livering 1t to the governor of the COM
monwealth."
That's remarkable" said the visit
or, and the two fell to talking about
the stirring days of the war, and the
different engagements that the old
Nineteenth regiment participated in.
The color bearer was Sergeant Mich
ael Scannell of Lynn, who, although
rs years old, is hale and hearty, and is
known by every Grand Army man OF
Essex county. Little by little Scannell
was induced to tell the story OF the
capture of the colors at Petersburg
I'VE were brigaded with the Forty
second New York and the Fifteenth
Massachusetts" said Sergeant Scan
nell, "and we were ordered to ad
vance There was evidently some
mistake, as when we moved out i
left gap that Gen. Malone va:
.sBick to see and take advantage OF
Without any idea of the perilous posi-
tion we occupied we moved forwar'
in the best of spirits.
Quicker than 1t takes to say Jacl
Robinson the rebs swooped dow
upon us, and we were powerless to re
sist capture. 1t was all up with us
and there was nothing for the boy
TO do but surrender. A rebel Office
rode up to me and, with long oath
demanded the colors. Give me thos
colors. you Yankee blankety blanket
, blank" said he, with his gun point
ed at my head.
81 looked at him cool and, straight
, ening myself up, said Sir, ] hav
, been in this country nearly twent
wears. and you are the first man I
call me a Yankee. Take the color
You're welcome to them.
/, Scannell, with the rest of the res
ment was hustled off to Anderson
Vile. and spent nearly twelve month
in rebel prisons, suffering untold mi
ery. One day, while at Andersonvill
a rebel officer came through shoutin
the name of Sergeant Scanned
3 "That's me-" replied Scannell. He wa
J ordered to make shoes for the rebs,
:. he had been shoemaker at Have
hill before the war.
= "Neyerl' said Scannell: "never!"
: The rebel officer argued with hi
!, and told him that he would get bett'
food and treatment If he went I'M
!, the shoe shop, and that he would ha'
chance to recover from the sour,
IL
that had attacked him. But Scanne
/" was firm. "Never!" was his repl
"Do you think that ! am going to
q back on the flag Of my adopted cou
trv and make shoes for rebs? NJ
while | have my senses about me-"
Sergeant Scannell was one OF
: large number of Irishmen In the o
Nineteenth regiment. Among the {
:, 6cers of the regiment were Capt M
bonv and Lieut.. McGinnis. The la
I" cant Jack Adams used to tell anu
ire stories about these men. Th'
were the life of the regiment and
the most solemn occasions they cou
he depended upon to crack joke, al
we're always looking on the brig
A aide of life. One OF the Scann'
r stories that Capt. Adams used to u
a was the following;
ON one occasion Scannell was
a. tailed for headquarters guard. Il
/. night was dark and rainy. Mornil
a dawned to find Scannell pacing B
beat in front of the colonefs tent. u
r Hincks had been quite active In !
a know-nothing movement before I
A war. and published a paper VINO
q motto was: PUT none but America
!. ON guard" When Col. Hincks arose
! the morning he looked out OF his tel
a .sThe top of the morning to you" W
!, sentry Scanneli's greeting to his co
= mel 'ls that you. Mike?" inquired
? colonel. "Tis that" replied Scapnt
"And I'm wet to the skin. wish y
believed now as you did before
= war Then you preached the doctril
= = put none but Americans on guar
!, II you had done that last night.
!. fine and dry I'd be this morning
= Col. Hincks looked little nonplu
= ed and said something soothing to
!, sentry. handed out his canteen' a
- scannell had a good drink OF its c.
:. tents that drove away all fear OF c.
y and sharpened his appetite for bre'