The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1908-08-20

do, but simply to stay there, and "a
the only injunction was that we should
not leave the parallel.
About IL o'clock went nearly to the
end Of the parallel and there a group
Of us, consisting of the orderly ser
geant, the second lieutenant of Com.
pany G and Lieut.. Webb of Company
f, began to kill the time in telling
stories. Webb had got piece of board
which he had put against the sand bar.
ricade and against which he leaned
A particularly funny story had beer
told and we were all laughing heartily
when we heard the lookout at the
Whitworth battery call out Johnson
and we saw a shell go up from that
fort and burst in the air. We had nc
idea that we were in any danger, but
one Of the pieces came our way, struck
Lieut.. Webb in the forehead and TOOK
the whole top of his head right of
scattering his blood and brains over the
rest of us as we tumbled back on tc
the ground. OF course he was killed
instantly, but the sight he presented
was, think, the most CHASTITY I ever
witnessed. 1 have seen men who have
died under almost every condition, by
shot, by shell, by accident, by writing
pain and by convulsion, and some have
had terribly distorted features during
the last paroxysms before life was fin
ally extinct, but have never seen any.
thing which was quite so horrible as
the sight presented by this officer or
that occasion. The rigor mortis was
instantaneous with the shot, and there
he sat bolt upright against the board
his mouth extended on a broad grin
his eyes starting from their sockets ane
with no roof to his head 1t was soms
minutes before we could collect ouI
senses sufficiently to lay the poor Eel
low down and to straighten him out, sc
that he would present the appearances
Of a decent corpse. We couldn't take
we managed to get a blanket and put
over him, and he lay there until after
the evacuation was completed and Fort
Gregg and Battery Wagner were oc-
cupied by our forces. This was only
a few hours afterward. for n little after
noon they opened on us with their Co
horn mortars, pitching the shell right
over into our works, but without doing
any particular damage. Before night
they had got away from the island and
we were in full possession.-Frank T.
Howe In Washington Star.
Is that Grist-Min stu standinEs
While on a raid under General
Stoneman, hear the close of the war,
passing through a wild and barren re-
gion. we found ourselves short Of ra-
lions for both men and horses.
Although foraging at that time in
that section of the country was con-
sidered rather dangerous, /, for one,
resolved to run the risk, aid agreed
with a comrade to leave the command
at the first diverging road we came to,
and see what we could see. The road
proved to be but little Travelled, and
for about mile seemed to gradually
descend down, down, until we discov-
cred a stream of water, and, to our
surprise and delight, something re-
sembling grist-mill. But was that all
we discovered? Oh, no! There were
four horses hitched near the mill, aid
their four riders seemed to be intertly
busy In and about the mill. Who and
what are they? Johnnies? was the
all absorbing question In our minds as
we cautiously approached them. But
we sooL recognized them as belonging
to our own command-boys Of the
Twelfth Ohio and Eleventh Michigan
Cavalry.
Hastily dismounting. we hitched our
horses and entered the mill, saluting
them with:
Hello, boys! What are you doing
here?"
why, we are trying to get this con-
founded thing started. Do you fell
lows know anything about a water
mill-how to start 1t or manage ity'
"Oh, yes. Just turn on the water
and let her CO."
''Well, the water is on. but the pro-
voking thing won't start"
"But she's got to go. that's all"
Sure enough, In few minutes away
she went. The hopper was filled up
with corn we found In the mill and,
although we did not obtain a very fine
grind, we each supplied ourselves with
about gallon Of the precious yellow
dust, more precious just then than the
gold dust of California. And mounting
our horses we FASTENED to rejoin the
command, leaving the old grist mill to
stop when she got tired, for II IL one
thing to start a mill, but another to
stop it-Joseph Banks. Company 3.
Twelfth o. V. c.
American Daring.
One OF the noblest and most self
sacrificing feats In the history OF the
American navy occurred in Sentemher