Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1907-02-27

I'VE found and procured rations
without all the req tape to which !
had been used In the eastern army.
We had already drawn our rites and
equipments. We managed get
out of Atlanta about four O'clock that
Sunday afternoon. cannot take
time to tell you what a miserable road
we found, how it rained that night
and what time of it we had trying
to find the regiment. But, though
We were tired and wet and hungry.
the kind reception we received from
Colonel Proudfit and others of the
Twelfth won our hearts and paid us
for the effort We had made
| 1t was about 8 o'clock on Monday
afternoon when we got to the regi-
ment. having been or the road al
| most "a hours. A corporal of the
guard brought us in from the guard
tine and took us to the adjutant of the
regiment, and he took us to the col
onel. was fearful at first that he
might put us all under arrest as
! deserters from some other regiment
| for We knew we had no business to
leave Atlanta as we did. But the plain
story we told the colonel caused him
to believe us and receive us kindly. I
/ told him all the particulars of our
Iirregular manner of getting away from
the drunken captain. and how we had
been directed to the Twelfth as a good
! regiment in which Tn carva
Colonel Proudft smiled as he heard
our story and said that he was glad
we had come. He took our names and
said he would report the matter to
the adiutant general at Madison, and
to the authorities at Westinghouse
to stay, in the meantime, with the
regiment 1t was only a few days
before we were orderd to appear be-
fore the colonel, when he told us
that We had been duly assigned to
his regiment Then we began to
feel at home
| Sergeant Dyer had talked with us
one day and said that, as Company E
was short of men, he would like to
have us come in with them, 80 when
We had been properly assigned to the
regiment Carver Clary Stephen Fiar-
child, Jason Phillips and l became
members of that company This S
how we came to be your comrades
Soon after this came the famous
march through Georgia, when the
sweet potatoes, even started from the
ground When we started on our
march through the Carolinas the
wound in my right knee, which should
have exempted me from the draft. be
igan to trouble me very much. and
was sent to Beaufort and from there
% Fort Schuyler in New York Har-
bor There l was detailed to act as
a mu: tering out clerk. After the
work there w2s done made out my
own discharge, and was again a cit
zen having served altogether three
years. FIVE months and ten days.
My home is now in Silver Greek
Nebraska, where AN retired from
business, well-housed, well-fed and
in fairly good health for one of my
age l have tried to serve my coun-
try as well out of the army as in,
taking q lively interest in public af.
fairs, especially in those pertaining
to education and the growth of
wholesome temperance sentiment.
"Fraternally Yours,
Samuel F. Knower."
January 2. 1907.
am giving the above story a place
in this corner as typical one of
thousands of our union soldiers. Com
ride Knower was the best type of the
American soldier, and, since the war
the best type of American citizen.
The stories of other good citizen sol
diers differ from his only in detail.
They all tell of Willingness. to give up
pleasure and personal profit for the
service of country, and, when that
service has been well rendered, to be
come industrious, intelligent citizens
interested in every public enterprise
that tends toward good and opposed
to the evils that undermine publi1
morals and good citizenship.
Socks and Verse.
The following lines we've found in
pair of socks sent to the army of the
Potomac:
These socks were knit by ancient
dame
Past three-score years and ten;
Her heart doth glow with loyal fame,
Her fingers nimble. too as when
she knit for one, her honored sire.
Who fought and bled at "Bunker's
fire."
She sends this pair. an offering small
To some good soldier brave.
Who left his home at eountry's call
That country for to save;
Whoe'er he is these socks shall wear
God bless and keep him is her
prayer.
Boston Transcript.
The Flag of the SKY.
Willie stood at the window.
lite Willie i've years old,
Watching the rainbow colors
Fade in the sunsets gold.
Red remnants and streamers OF fire,