The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1905-06-29
SOLDIERS STORIES.
ENTERTAINING "REMINISCENCES
OF THE WAR.
Graphic Account Of Stirring Scenes
Witnessed on the Battlefield and In
Camp-veterans of the Rebellion Re-
cite Experiences Of Thrilling Nature.

Witnessed on the Battlefield and In
camp-veterans of the Rebellion Re-
cite Experiences Of Thrilling Nature.
Il met General George II. Harries
the other day." said the Captain. HE
is now in command of the national
guard Of the District of Columbia, and
is doing a great work under the eyes
of soldiers who know what good work
is. However, knew him thirty years
ago, when he was in the regular army.
and was with Crook on the Rosebud.
He prided himself on the training he
had received in English military
schools, and in the volunteer army in
this country, and thought he vas up
to all the tricks of hard fighting.
"But when the ranks closed in for
a hand to hand struggle at the battle
Of the Rosebud and his comrades, old
Indian fighters, dubbed their rifles for
the last onslaught he was appalled, by
the thought that he had had absolute
" no experience in using musket or
Tllle us IL CluU. but tNc NoAhC
with rush, and the men around him
were at work, handling their guns as
they would short clubs, and with great
skill.
"Harries in desperation caught his
gun by the barrel and laid about him
with all the strength Of his stalwart
figure. After he had struck the first
blow and had broken the head of a
particularly aggressive Indian, he ex-
perienced sort of ecstasy, felt like
another man who knew just how to
handle clubbed rifle to do the most
harm. He did great execution and.
seeing that he understood his business,
his comrades gave him room to swing
his gun with the greatest possible free
dom.
when the fight was over and the
Indians had been driven off and Har-
ries was trying to get his breath, Gen
eral Crook rode up and said: That
was magnificent, my man. l said TO
myself as 1 saw you swing your gun
that you must have been born in Wales
and have lived in the stene age. There
was something primitive and savage
in that club action, and it was efrec-
tive Harries still maintains that that
was the proudest moment of his life.'
THAT reminds me-" said the Major,
"of Pat Mcbride of our old regiment.
Pat was a great worker. good march
er, handy with shovel, but he was
bashful in the presence of his own gun.
He couldn't understand the mechan,
| ism of half cock and full cock, and be
was timid about pulling the trigger.
The boys joked him numerically about
| going through two or three sklrmishes
without firing a shot, and this in
creased Pats embarra ssment when we
came to fight our first battle. He
| blushed when other men went pale
and he fingered the trigger of his gun
in an embarrassed, helpless sort of a
| way.
| "Soon the lines closed in for rough
| and tumble fight. and most of the me1
| clubbed their miiskets. Pat watched
| this performance with wide and smil
ing eyes, and 1 thought he was going
to remain an idle spectator when he lei
loose an exultant yell and plunged
into the fight, welding his gun witt
terrible effect. He whooped, danced
| Jumped, cracked his heels together
and seemed wild with delight. Witt
a club In his hand he was master Of
the situation, and when all was ovel
Pat regarding his broken gun lock witt
1 relief the Captain said encouragingly
Blood will tell Pat didn't know wha
the Captain meant, but he responded
1T will, sor.'"
General Logan" said Frenchy o
the Seventy Sixth Illinois, would have
liked Pat Mcbride. He did me favo
once when we were on quarter ratioGs
He overlook me about o'clock on
afternoon in the Meriden compaign
and asked about rations. 1 told hin
they were blamed short, all of whicl
he knew. He said: DO you see tina
white house yonder There are full
rations there. But remember, Frenchy
don't let me see you except in line o
Duty 1 saluted and said, All right
General and he rode on.
1--WE were mounted at that time, an,
as soon as 1 found our regiment I go
Eve of our boys together and we raid
ed the white house. We loaded ou
horses with hams, shoulders and jowls
and added number Of chickens fo
our sick squad. AS we rode along tn
line to reach otlr command we cam
upon General Logan. He seemed no
to recognize me, but. watching my or
portunity, said: General. the docto
has overloaded me with provisions fo
the hospital. I must save the chicken
for the sick, but can't you carry a har
to camp?
HE smiled, and considered the mat
ter. He seemed to feel that IL h
didn't take the ham there and the
he wouldn't get it at all, and, his OIL
derly not being present, he instructe
me to tie the ham to his saddle. 1 di
so, but the ham cost him all it wa
worth, for it ruined the shabrack O
his saddle, and he had to buy a ne,
one When 1 expressed my regret b
said the ham was of more value to hir
just at that time than a saddle. Ger
erai Logan was a brick."-ChicagO Ii
ter Ocean.
A Successful Landing Party.
i In the latter part of July, 1864, At