The L'Anse sentinel., 1916-03-11

big room upstairs, and what time we did have!
Mr. Tibbits and his wife came home and found
the lot of us all asleep; some the floor. some on
the bed but all Of US tpsy and sick from the wine
Was there anything doing then? should say yes!
This whole lark was laid at my door wac locked
in a room to be kept until Monday. when was to
be sent back home to my parents did not dare
go home, as father would certainly have tried. at
least to whip some of the meanness out of me. for
had about used up his patience. So after the
house had got quiet at night, dropped out the
window and hiked for Lansing. They were then
recruiting for the Sixth Michigan cavalry
told the recruiting officer had no mother or
father, that sold papers and did odd jobs for a
living, and swore was eighteen years old. Sure
he knew better, but they enlisted me regularly as
buger. and assigned me to Company G. Sixth
Michigan cavalry ! was twelve years, three
months and twenty-three days old, and was In my
third enlistment. but this was the first time was
mustered In. All Madden enlisted with me.
was sent to Grand Rapids where the regiment
was camped while being recruited to it's full
strength We were mustered into the service
there The life that we led the officers of Company
G was anything but pleasant.
In Washington, we camped for time on Meri
den hill from which place we made our first hike
And we tasted war, when we went to Falmouth
and skirmished with Moseby's guerrias We had
the opportunity of trading coffee for tobacco with
the Confederate pickets. white handkerchief
on the end of saber was the signal to stop
shooting while the trade was being made between
the "Rebs" on the Fredericksburg side of the Rap
pahannock river and us "Yanks'' on the Falmouth
side l must say never knew of any advantage
being taken to shoot fellow while the trade was
being made. In the early spring of 1863 no regi
ment was kept more busy than the Sixth Michigan
looking out for Moseby and his men. We always
had them, but never got them to any great ex
tent Moseby was wonder
From then to the time was taken prisoner
we we're in eighteen battles and minor engage
ments between June 80 to October IL, 1853. The
Little Bugler never lost day. but did lose lots OF
meals In that time. ~
On October II, 1862 at Brandy station, my horse
was shot from under me, and was taken pris
oner Our regiment was charging through reg
ment of enemy cavalry that had got in between
the main column and the rear guard, when my
horse was struck by a piece OF shell between the
knee and hoof. throwing me heels over appetite
some feet over his head. was cut and bruised
by the feet OF the charging troopers, who were be-
hind. When finally got up it was to look into
the barrel OF what appeared to me to be a cannon,
but in fact was only AS Colt. and fellow In a
gray suit was telling me to strip! He took my
shoes and pants. and darn him, he could not wear
either OF thcm; he was 80 much larger than l.
was taken with trainload of other prisoners
to Richmond, Va. but on the way had traded on
my blouse for something to eat. We were divided
up IN lunches after arriving at Richmond. Destiny
sent me to old Libby prison. and later to Belle
Isle.
had no pants, shoes or hat. One Of the older
men had given me an old coat The guard would
issue NJ . few sticks Of wood In the evening We
burned our fires AZ long a. possible. and when
the nres had burned out to Goals We scsttGed ths
Goals over The ss0uud 70 warp T. and hsn vovH