The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1906-01-11

through on the Franklin pike, with In
structfons to abandon and destroy the
guns and try to save themselves and
horses by breaking off into the fields
on the left IL attacked and hard pressed.
They were halted by a rebel picket re-
serve posted a short distance from the
road, and the demand came in the
darkness, What battery is yo-uns?"
The commander was about to reply by
Numbering and turning his guns upon
them. when the quick thought struck
one of his Corporals to say in care
is yo'uns?" "14th Miss" came the
reply, and. apparently satisfied, settled
down in the fence corner to sleep. They
rushed on, and were not again modest
ed until nearly morning, when they
were attacked by Hoods cavalry. "Bat-
terry to the left flank; fire to the rear"
was the Captains prompt order. A
half-doZen rounds of 12-pound solid
shot scattered the cavalry and saved
the trains Of two corps
Chastity Sight.
After dark, when it was safe to look
over the works, 1t was a CHASTITY sight
to see the dead. All along in front of
Easements men the bodies reminded
one Of rail fence toppled over and
crossed many deep; or as If grim death
had built new abatis Of -thickiy-
tangled, short, heavy boughs. The
ditch at Fort Sanders, Knoxville, lust
one year before, where the pick of
Longstreets army lay writhing as thick
as the sea-lions on the cliff rocks near
the Golden Gate, was bad enough to
look at, but this was horrible. Here is
where Gen. John Adams's horse
plunged through the abatis. cleared the
head-log; the rider fell outside the
line, with from 80 to 40 wounds. He
was gently handled and placed on the
ground inside the line. This is where
Jack Easement stood when he made
his great speech. He sprang upon the
with voice that every one could hear,
said: Men, do you see those - reb-
el - - - (yOu all know the other
three words) coming?" Then q shout
went up. well, l want you to stand
here like rocks, and whip out of
| them" He then faced about and fired
with his revolvers until they were emp
ty, and jumped down with the men.
| The oratory may not have been as ele-
giant as though studied for the occa-
| sion, but Caesar to his Romans nor
Hannibal to his Carthagenians ever
made speeches thrilling their armies
with more effect. 1t was what they
understood and appreciated. and what
| they did afterward showed how well
they needed 1t. Not one man left the
| line, and Col. Jacks example had some
thing to do with 1t. you bet
A Gallant Kentuckian.
Just at this time. when the Confed-
crate line was close to our works, and
our men were concealed by the head
| logs, Jim Coughlan, a Lieutenant of
the cath KY. and Gen. Cox's favorite
| Aid, mounted his black horse, and,
| swinging his cavalry saber over his
head, charged back and forth along
the whole line. cheering the men, and
| they all turned and gave him a cheer,
for every man knew the gallant officer
| led every charge (no matter whose
command) across the field on the first
day at Resaca: and all through the
Atlanta campaign just such brilliant
achievements on his part were noticed.
| 1t was not his dashing gallantry alone
| that made him such favorite, but his
| military genius was Of the highest or
der, and he was ever ready and anxious
| for duty, no matter what the weather
or hour of night. If there was a spice
of danger in it he was better suited.
| Often. to avoid the dullness Of camp
| life, he has begged to accompany me
| on typographical trips. when 1t was
| necessary to get information about the
country ahead OF us. He was always
of the greatest assistance to me. But
what risks he would take! 1t was nv
| custom to approach a log hut or rail
pile on the road cautiously and expose
as little Of myself and horse as posi-
BILE; but he would gallop on ahead In
| the middle OF the road, singing or
whistling with the greatest glee, and
there had to be more than two rebel
| cayalrymen standing In the road to
keep him from charging. When he