The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1909-10-28

with some of his command, and a ru-
NOR spread that he would be shot at
the next engagement He heard Of It.
ct was customary when guns had
been loaded for some time TO have
them discharged into some convenient
bank. and Colonel Daniels took ad.
vantage of this. Marching his regi-
ment out with loaded rifles. he faced
them toward a suitable elevation, and
taking position on the top of 1t. and
In front of them, as at dress parade
he gave the commands. Ready. Aim,
Fire and the pieces were discharged
Needless to say, any man could
have shot him with little danger of
discovery, and needless to say. also,
none Of them did. There were no more
threats of that kind in his regiment"
With McCook at ChiclHamauEn.
The recent death of General Edward
McCook, former Governor of Colorado.
recalls the story of his gallantry at
Chickamauga on September 10 and 90.
1863.
BY Chickamauga's crooked stream the
martial trumpets blew:
The North and South stood face to
face, with wars dread work to
do.
oh, lion strong. unselfish. brave. twin
athletes battle-wise,
Brothers. yet enemies. the fire of con-
fiict in their eyes.
All banner-led and bugle- stirred. they
set them to the fight.
Hearing the God OF slaughter laugh
from mountain height to height
The rudy, fair-haired giant North
brea thed loud and strove amain;
The swarthy shoulders of the South
did heave them to the strain;
An earthquake shuddered underfoot.
cloud rolled overhead.
And serpent tongues of flame cut
through and Tapped and twinkled
Where back and forth a bullet-stream
went singing like a breeze,
What time the snarling cannon-balls
20 splinters tore the trees.
Make way, make way" voice BOOM
ed out, I'm marching to the
sea-"
The answer was the rebel yell and
Bragg's artillery.
Where Negley struck. the cohorts gray.
like snow-tossed clouds, were
rent;
Where Buckner charged, cyclone fell,
the blue to tatters went;
The noble Brannan cheered his men.
Pat Cleburn answered back.
And Lyle stormed. and life was
naught in Walthalrs bloody
track.
Old Taylor's ridge rocked to it's base.
and Pigeon mountain shook;
And Helm went down. and Lyle died,
and broken was McCook.
Van Cleeve moved like a hurricane. a
tempest blew with Hood,
Awful the sweep of Breckenridge
across the flaming wood.
Never before did BATTLEFRONT such
chords of thunder make.
Never again shall tides of men over
such barriers break.
Stand fast. stand FAST" cried Rose
Grams. and Thomas said. Il will"
And crash on crash his batteries dash
their broadsides down the hill
Brave Longstreet's splendid rush tore
through whatever barred its
track.
Till the Rock of Chickamauga" hurl-
ed the roaring columns back.
And gave the tide Of victory a red
tinge of defeat.
a noble dignity to that hard
word. retreat.
Two days they fought and evermore
those days shall stand apart,
Keynotes of epic chivalry within the
nations heart.
Come, come. and set the carven rocks
to mark this glorious spot
Here let the deeds of heroes live. their
hatreds be forgot.
Build, build. but never monument OF
stone shall last as long
AS an old soldiers ballad borne on the
breath of battle song.
Maurice Thompson
MeHfn et
L. was strange how little regard the
soldiers of the late war had for the
above motto. My regiment. the TWEEN
ty 18th Michigan Infantry, had the
,tation of being the most honest
aid upright of any that went down to
Dixie. but l know the boys never suf-
fered anything to lie around loose
that could possibly be used. In the
fall of 1862 we were encamped near
Louisville, KY, and had for neighbors
two regiments of Indiana boys. One
night some of our boys went out and
two stands of bees. They
were detected in the act and closely
followed into camp, but strange as it
may appear, when the pursuers reach
ed our camp guard they left the trail.
which was perfectly plain, and passed
ON to the camp of the HOLSTERS, saying
they knew the Michigan boys never
stole but always bought what they
wanted. In December, 1862. we were
lying in camp at Munfordsville, Ken
lucky, and while out scouting, and
about two miles from camp, one of the
boys stole a grindstone and carried it
into camp. On his arrival at camp |
asked him what he stole that for
"Oh," said he, lit will come handy
to sharpen our knives on"
do you think you will get transpor-
tation for grindstones when we