The National tribune., 1907-07-18

rigaGc who ran % Yankees AS tn
tory goes. this johnny of eXtraoT
,an&:T proves came into camp all ou
70 breath and his horse badly winded
Capt. GuerrGnt asked him what he ha
rcen dong, and the johnny" replied
Why, Captain. / have just got bac
from running 10 Yankees" The Cap
, tain asked him if he was quite sur
, there were 10 Yankees. No" replie
, , the Johnny" Come to think of it,
should say there We're Is Of EN-
; What" said Capt. Guerrant, Il
handed?" Yep" said the johnny
''and upon further consideration l fee
safe in saying there We're 20 Yankees
, in that bunch "Oh. come now" sal,
the Captain, Il know you could ru'
: five Yankees but l have my doubt
about your running 20.''
Upon my oath, Captain" said TIL
Johnny" there We're really ant
truly 25 Yankees and | run the shoe
off of their horses and the socks off th'
riders. 1 did, by gum"
At this point in the story some ont
held up his hand and warned the Rev
lerend Captain that he was liable to be
promising candidate for election to ;
high rank in the Ananias Society. bu
the Reverend Captain waved the inter.
Iruptor to his seat and proceeded to sa!
that upon confession the johnny who
had run the IS Yankees said in ex.
planation that he, the johnny" wa.
working in the lead, and the 25 "Yan.
KEGS had run the shoes off theil
horses trying to Overtake and capture
the johnny"
Wanted Salt.
Capt. and Rev. Guerrant has great
fund of Stories all good, and he tells
them in a most captivating manner
His story of the Confederate soldier who
wanted salt runs something like this: A
veteran Confederate who knew from
long experience how to forage, was trav-
cling homeward after the close of the
war, and being penniless had to depend
| upon the good will of the people he
met on the way and his own foraginS
capacity to enable him to exist. One
| day he stopped at house on the road
side, hoping to obtain enough bread and
meat to satisfy craving hunger. AS
| he entered the house he saw chubby
six months old baby sleeping in its era
die in the doorway. When the woman
of the house came to the door in answer
TO his knock he sought to propitiate her
and spoke of what beautiful baby she
had. Having thus, as he thought,
smoothed the way, he asked her for
some bread and meat. This was, how
ever, refused him on the excuse that
the supply was exhausted. The hungry
soldier then explained again that his
necessity was very great ard begged for
even a cold potato. No" said the wo-
man. I'VE are all out of potatoes
Haven't got thing for YOU and we are
tired of feeding soldiers anyhow"
We'll, my dear madam" said the
veteran, surely you will not deny me a
little salt" The woman thot this was
such small request that she said,
-might-er-give- 4
-little-salt." Then. upon second thot,
she said. But i don't see what good a
little salt will do you, unless you have
something to put it on or to eat with it,"
Then said the old soldier, with a signifi-
cant look at the chubby baby in the era
die. Il never eat "a baby without salt"
Heavens, man, you do not intend to
eat my baby, do you?" shrieked the
woman.
ITO be sure" said the soldier. 81
must eat something. You come right
here and 1 will hunt up some bread,
meat and potatoes for you," she re-
piled.
Horse Thief From Ohio.
was a guest at Rev.-Capt. Guer-
rants home one day at his Blue Grass
Farm in Jessamine County, Kentucky,
on which occasion there was picnic in
his woods pasture of the members of
his Wilmore Presbyterian Church, the
Sunday School scholars, and the Fed
eral and Confederate soldiers for 90
miles around. In company with Capt.
Guerrant l was standing on the front
porch as the numerous guests drove up
to greet the Captain. Among others
coming up noticed fine looking man,
with a double-Seated carriage, in which
there were also three ladies, evidently
his wife and two daughters. He drove
a beautiful pair of horses, one of the
handsomest pair of matched teams /
hDva having a good "a
for horse flesh, ] admired them greatly.
had not yer been introduced to the
owner of this fine team, but | sized him
up as an ex-Confederate soldier. As
he drove up to the porch he gave mill
tary salute to Capt. Guerrant. Then
Capt. Guerrant (withOut Introducing
me- said to his Confederate comrade,
Tom. be very careful where you hitch
your team of fine horses. ana you had
better put guard over them today
With a surprised look the owner of
the team turned TO Capt Guerrant and
said, why should l put Il guard over
my team here on your farm Be
cause" said Capt. Gucrrant, pointing to
me, there is "A horse thief here from
the eth Ohio Cav"
Capt. steve Sharp.
The United States Marshal for the
Northern District of Kentucky under
Mckinley and Roosevelt is capt. Steve
Sharp, formerly of Cluke's Regiment of
Morgans Cavalry. Indeed. | may men
ton that a very considerable number of
"Morgan's Men" are first rate Republi-
cans nowadays. Capt. Sharp, like most
Of the Kentucky veterans, is Il mighty
good story teller. At the close of the
war Capt Sharp retaining his side arms
and a horse, as allowed by Gen. Grant,
was about to start for his home to take
up the white mans burden of providing
for himself and little family. Some one
asked him what he proposed doing, and
his answer was that in the days tuI
come he proposed to attend strictly To
his own business. and if any of those
darned Yankees interfered with him so
doing, by Gosh, he would lick 'em
again.
On the Ohio Raid Capt. Sharp was
with Morgan from start TO finish and
tells that at the last part of this raid,
when the outlook for "Morgans Men"
was exceedingly unfavorable, and the
prison pens seemed to be almost within
sight. Morgan was annoyed by one of
his men singing, in most monotonous|
way, this little refrain:
81 wish / had my Way,
/ wish | had my Way"
This the man repeated in "A sing-sone
manner over and over again, till, an
noyed beyond endurance. Morgan turn
ed on the man and said, well, what the
dickens would you do if you did have
your way?" The man in the same sing