The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1914-07-02
CAPTURE OF COL. ROSE.
Interesting Narrative of Civil War
Told by MIR. Saunders.

tnre Of Col. Rose. who tunneled out
Of Libby Prison. is told by Mr.. 1. r.
Sanders. OF Camden, S. c. Mr.. San
doris entered the Confederate service
as a private in CO. H., 18th CaValrS'
but being under age, obtained o's-
misal from the regular army to be-
come a scout, in which capacity ne
rendered valuable service to the Con-
federacv until Lees surrender at Ap-
pamattox:
We were scouting near Williams
burg. Va, in the rear OF the lmoh
army. which lay around Richmond
and Petersburg, and had spent the
night in the woods and hiding out.
There we're five of us-Jim Tread
we'll. of Columbia, S. c.; Dick Rlch-
ardson, of Williamsburg, Va; Lieut..
Hnme. 4th Texas Regiment; James l..
Halle and myself IT. P. Sanders OF
Camden, S. {.
The morning of February 1864
broke clear and cold, and for break
fast we bestirred ourselves to the
nearest farm house-belonglng to a
Mr.. Hankings-with whom we were
on most friendly terms. AS precau-
tion. we left Richardson out on the
main road leading to Williamsburg,
for there was a yankee garrison sta
toned at Williamsburg court house
about u miles off, and Speers, the
commander in charge there had re-
wards out for us-he knew us each oy
name-not infrequently, tacked 10
some tree or fence, we would come
across a notice like this:
Hume, if l catch you around
here, will hang you to the near
est tree.-Signed: Speers.'
Under which Hume, or WhlcheVer
one was named, would scribble mes
sage, consigning Speers to eternal tor
ment. sign his name and pass on.
While at breakfast we were startled
bv the report of a gun-a sound never
unheeded by us-and running to the
door saw in the wide opening about
an eighth of mile off, two men run
ming. The man in the rear had ciuD-
he'd his rifle and was striking at the
other as he fed. Two or three times
the fellow was knocked down and
would scramble along the ground on
all fours before rising and running
ON. We started in swift pursuit, not
knowing whether our man was the
pursued or the pursuer. The ground
| ust there was slightly undulating, and
when we came upon the couple we
found Richardson standing over a
tall, red-haired, red-bearded man,
ldressed in citizens clothes lying STREET
ched on his back on the ground, while
Richardson belabored him with the
|butt of his rifle. The man would GER
Itainly have been killed had he re-
ceived the full force of the blows, but
RichardsonJ in his fury, was striking
the ground beyond the mans head
1.-The broken gun stock making deep
|indentation in the earth. AS Rich
ardson saw US he called out: Give
me a gun, let me kill this scoundrel-
he tried to shoot me after he had sur
rendered"
Jim Treadwell promptly handed ov-
Ter his gun, but Hume, the scout in
command, stopped him and asked
what was the matter.
In answer, Richardson, who was in
|furiated, held open his coat and show
ed where the ball had passed between
his body and the coat he had on.
He then went on to explain that af-
tier we had left him, he was sitting
by the roadside when man dressed
lin citizens clothes came by walking
towards Williamsburg. He had halt
ed the fellow and asked him who he
was. The man replied giving name
land saying that he had lived in that
part of the country and was going to
Williamsburg from Richmond, with
er he had been on business.
Richardson replied that he himself
had lived all his life in Williamsburg
county, and that he had never heard
the name the man had given-no such
people of that name lived about there
and to be on tie safe side he purposed
taking him to headquarters.
The man readily agreed, saying that
he could easily prove who he was, and
the two had walked on together for
some distance chatting when the
stranger, who was a large tall man,
uddenly turned upon Richardson, who
was a small man, though strongly
built, and wrested the rifle from his
hands, firing full upon Richardson
(and not into the air as has been
stated.) Richardson just had time