The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1905-10-05

ef which took a section out of an ON.
GERS a and the other struck a man
in the leg. This sobered everybody,
but only n man knew where the &c
centric bullet came from, and he made
no remarks"
II was down at Bridgeport, Ala,
some weeks ago." said the major, land
things are not as they were in 1854.
On n occasion in the last year Of the
war l went to Bridgeport tired, sleepy
and hungry. The hotel was without
glass in the windows and without
doors. There were no beds and very
little furniture of any kind. Yet the
rooms were full of dodgers sleeping on
cots or on the floor, and of boarders
who paid self-appointed guards a high
price for army rations served on a
table in what had been a dining room.
"a comrade with mt said he must
have sleep under shelter. and, offering
a high price for a place to sleep, he
was given a box in a lumber room he
wrapped himself in a blanket, and.
stretching himself on the box, slept the
sleep of a man who doesn't care for
trifes. In the morning, when daylight
made it possible for him to inspect his
bed and surroundings, he found that
he was sleeping on an empty coffin. l
told him when I came back that
Bridgeport could do better now and at
a lower price."-Chicago Inter Ocean.
Lost HE Nerve.
While reading some of the incidents
of the late war, written by my COM
rades, a circumstance m to my
mind which I would like to relate.
1 was a member of Company B,
Fourteenth Indiana volunteers, and 1t
was while we were camping at Elk
river valley, western Virginia, I think.
In u company we had an Irishman
whose name, Of course, was Pat. This
Irishman had a particular friend In
the company whose name was Joe
Guthridge. One afternoon Col. Wilder
came to US with the order that we
should be ready to march that even
ing, Immediately after dark, at the
same time explaining: "Now, boys, we
are in the enemy's country, and in a
mountainous country, where the enc
my can view our every movement, so
don't make any unnecessary move
ments, but be ready to march at dark
with two days rations and your cart
ridge boxes full Of ammunition"
We were called into line at dark
and received order No. 2: Boys, don't
make any noise; don't speak above a
whisper. 1 shall be at the head of the
column, and If anything happens you
will hear from me-"
We marched along until about two
o'clock in the morning without stop
ping. when the colonel, thinking we
needed a little rest, said, Halt and
rest," just loud enough for the first
company to hear. The next company
knew what it meant and followed suit,
but the next company didn't know
what it meant, as they had heard no
command, and by the time it reached
the tail end of the regiment there was
quite a confusion. Some one said
charge of cavalry" and you could
hear guns click, click, but our officers
ordered us to stand until we received
orders. Just then Col. Wilder rode
down the line and explained the cause
OF the confusion; then said, Fall into
rank, keep the same order, and move
very quietly"
lust as we were ready to march we
heard a voice calling from the top of
a tree near by: "Oh, Joe, and where
in the divil is me gum" 1t was our
worthy Irishman. Should any Of my
comrades happen to read this, will
they remember how Col. LOOMS can
nonaded the breastworks Of Green
Brier Bridge?