riage.

" Won't do," replied the holder of the
bayonet; "that passes you to Fairfax.
Can't let any one come from Fairfax on
that ticket. Move on !" A stamp of the
foot sent Sambo down the road at a smart
gallop.

" Now, Sir, if you stay here any longer,
I shall take you under arrest to head-
quarters," continued Zoo-zoo.

Mr. V. caught up his reins, wheeled
around, and went off at the best trot his
horse could manage, over the " sacred soil."
Whether Sambo ever hunted his master
up, is not known.



ZoUioofltar'B Death at the hands of Ookmel
Fry.
Colonel Fry, of the Fourth Kentucky
Regiment, who killed the rebel General
Zolliooffer, was for many yfears a personal
friend of the latter, and in their youthful
da3rs the two were associates in school.
Col. F.'s regiment came up and formed
ak>ug a fence which separated the road
frx)m the fiekl on the left, and the Tenth
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here formed in the shape of a Y. The
regiments which attacked Ck>lonel Fry
were Battle's Tennessee and the Fifteenth
Mississippi, the Wigfall Rifles, and the
IVIississippi Tigers. These were the crack
regiments of the rebels, and were only
driven back by the terrible fire of the
Kentucky Fourth.

It was at the point of the Y, that Gen-
eral ZollicofTer died. He fell nearer the
Union camp than any other man of his
army. He was with Battle's regiment, his
own home friends, bom and brought up
around him at Nashville. A short dis-
tance from him, to his right, a party of his
men had broken from their comrades, and
were herding together Uke frightened deer.
Colonel Fry's men were just about to fire
on them, Colonel Fry himself bemg at the
right of his regiment, at the point of great-
est danger. General ZoUioofier was on



Cten FdixK.ZoUlooffBr.

foot and within a few feet of the Colonel,
an extra coat concealing his unifoim.
Upon discovering Colonel Fry across his
path. General 2^11icofier threw up both
himds and exclaimed :

"Hold, Fry! You are not going to
fight your friends, are you ? These men
(pointing to the Mississippians) are all
your friends."

Colonel Fry Supposed, from the Gen-
eral's manner and remark, that he was one
of our own officers, and at once replied :



" Certainly not, Sir ; I have no such iik
tention."

Colonel Fry now tinned and rode a few
steps, when one of the General's aids fired
at him, wounding his horse. Believing
that he was tricked, CoL Fry at once
wheeled and fired at the General, with
deadly efiect, the latter raising his hand
to his breast and falling dead. His last
words were, " I am killed ; all's well," and
with a groan expired.

The country people who had suffered
from his lawless soldiery, or feared their
ravages, were wild with delight at the re-
port of his death. One old woman ex-
claimed, "I've got two children in the
fight, but I don't trouble myself about
them. I'm so glad that Zollicofier is
dead."

General Zollicofier was a tall and rather
slender man, with thin, brown hair, high
forehead, somewhat bald, Roman nase, firm,
wide mouth, and clean-shaved face. His
face in death, bore no expression of malice,
reckless hate, nor even a shadow of phys*
ical pain ; but never was a countenance so
marked with sadness.



Southern Blaok-Hone GnardB and TonlDec
Fire Zouaves.

The terrible tragedy of Greek meeting
Greek was realized in all its fearful hor*
rors at the battle of Bull Run, in tlie com*
bat between the Union Fire Zouaves and
the Black Horse Cavalry — the latter known
as the " bloody pride " of the rebel army.
They came upon the Zouave regiment at a
gallop, and were received by the brave
firemen upon their poised bayonets, fol-
lowed instantly by a volley, from which
they broke and fied,. though several of the
Zouaves were cut down in the assault.
They quickly returned, with their ibrces
doubled — ^perhaps six or seven hundred — -
and again they dashed with fearful yells
upon the excited Zouaves. This time they
bore an American fiag, and a part of the
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mistaken. The flag was quickly thrown
down, however, the horses dashed upon the
re^ment, the rvse was discovered, and the
slaughter commenced. No quarter, no
halting, no flinching now, marked the rapid
and death-dealing blows of our men, as
they closed in upon the foe, in their mad-
ness and desperation. Our brave fellows
fell, the ranks filled up, (he sabres, bowie-
knives and bayonets glistened in the sun-
light, horse after horse went down, platoon
afler platoon disappeared — the rattle of
musketry, the screams of the rebels, the
shout of "Remember Ellsworth!" from
the lungs of the Zouaves, and the yells of
the wounded and crushed belligerents filled
the air, and a terrible carnage succeeded.
The gallant Zouaves fought to the death,
and were sadly cut up ; but of those hun-
dreds of Black Horse Guards, not many
left that bloody encounter.



Terrible Enoonnter— Texas and Iowa.

At the battle of Pea Ridge, one of the
Texas soldiers was advancing with his bay-
onet upon a Lieutenant of the Ninth Iowa,
whose sword had been broken ; the officer
saw his intention, avoided the thrust, fell
down at his foeman*s feet, caught hold of
his legs, threw him heavily to the ground,
and before he could rise, drew a long knife
from his adversary's belt and buried it in
his bosom. The Texan with dying grasp
•eized the Lieutenant by the hair, and
sank down lifeless, bathii^ the brown
leaves with his bl(X)d. So deadly stiff and
firm was the hold of the grasp of his hand
that it was necessary to cut the hair close
from the head of the officer before he could
be fi!eed from the corpse of his slain foe.

**VBXbBr, I wiU never Surrender to a Bebel I "
Tlie First and Second Ohio Regiments,
did prions service at the battle of Bull
Run. Colonel McCook had command of
the First His younger brother— only
seventeen years old — ^was a member of the
Second, and was left as a guard to the
hospitaL One of the enemy's cavalry



daahed upon him and ordered him to sur-
render. The brave youth, with fixed bay-
onet, steady nerve and cool bearing, re-
plied :

" I never surrender ! " ^a

The father, Judge McCo<Swho had all
the day been arduously engaged in assist-
ing and taking care of the wounded, bring-
ing them in from the field, and that, too,
at the imminent peril of his own life, was
in the hospital itent and heard the order to
his son. Seeing others of the enemy's
cavalry near by, he rushed out, and
shouted :

" Charley, surrender, for God's sake, or
you are lost!"

Charley turned to his father, and with
all the lion in his coimtenance replied :

"Father, I will never surrender to a
rebel!"

In a moment a ball pierced his spine,
but he instantly discharged his musket at
the rebel horseman, and laid him low in
death, and then fell himself, mortally
wounded. The rebels now undertook to
drag him off, but his father succeeded in
obtaining his release.



Fremont's whole Body-Gnard Charged upon
by One BebeL

One of the Southern soldiers engaged in
the conflict at Springfield, Missouri, where
Fremont's Body-Guard achieved such a
grand success, exhibited the gamest cour-
age of which there is any record during
the war. He was a young officer, was
superbly mounted, and charged single-
handed upon a large body of the Guard.
He passed through the line unscathed, kill-
ing one man. He wheeled, charged back,
and again broke through, killing another
man. A third time he rushed upon the
Federal line, a score of sabre points con-
fronting him, and a cloud of bullets fiying
all around him ; but he pushed on— on,
until he reached Zagonyi, the Major of the
Guards. He pressed his pistol so close to
the Major's side, that the latter felt it and
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tiirough the front of Zagonyi's coat, but
who at the hwtant run the dariiig rebel
through the body ; he fell, and the men,



UaJ Oen. Johp C. Fremont

thinking their commander hurt, killed the
rebel with a dozen wounds.

" He was a brave man," said Zagonyi
afterwards, " and I did wish to make him

prisoner."

-♦-

Silenoe of a Dnimmar-Boy befbre the Fla«r.
One of the volunteer military compa-
nies organized in Chicago, had a drum-
mer-boy thirteen years old, a member of
a Sabbath School in that city. As the
company on drill were marching through
one of the streets, a fine flag bearing the
stars and stripes, was displayed from one
of the many drinking-saloons which, un-
happily, are to be found in that as in
other cities. The Captain, with patriotic
enthusiasm at the sight of the national
ensign, ordered his men to halt, and give
it a hearty salute. The drummer-boy,
supposing the salute to be intended for the
piiice, as well as for the flag, held his
dnim in perfect silence. The Captain, in
a Improving tone, inquired the cause:
" Sir," said the boy, " I would not go into
such a place as that, and I certainly can
not salute it." " My good boy," said the
Captain, patting him on the shoulder, ^^my
good boy, you are right, and I am
wrong,"



Our Dear Old Fla«r Never Toaohed the
Oxoond.

When the brave Colonel Shaw, com-
manding the Fifty-fourth colored Massa-
chusetts regiment, fell in the charge upon
Fort Wagner, Charleston, S. C, most of
his guard also fell with him. Sergeant
Carney was also one of the bravest of his
i*ace on that eventful day. When Gov-
ernor Andrew, of Massachusetts, present-
ed the flag to that colored man, he said he
gave it with undoiibting faith that he
would bring it back again without a stain.

On the eigliteenth of July, 1863, the
memorable ass^ault was made on Fort
Wagner. When the Sergeant arrived to
within about one hundi*ed yards of the
fort — he was with the first battalion,
which was in the advance of the storming
column — ^he received the regimental colors,
and pressed forward to the frant rank, near
the Colonel, who was leading the men
over the ditch. As they ascended tlie
walls of the fort, the ranks were full, but
as soon as they reached- the top, they
" melted away " before the enemy's fire,
almost instantly. Caniey received a se-
vere wound in the th'gh, but fell only
upon his knees. He planted the flag upon
the parapet, lay down on the outer slope,
that he might get as much shelter as pos-
sible, and thus he remained for over half
an hour, till the second brigade came up.
He kept the colors flying till the second
conflict was ended. When the Federal'
forces retired, he followed, creeping on
one knee, and still holding up the flag.

It was in this manner that the brave
colored sergeant came from the field, hav-
ing held the emblem of liberty over the
walls of Fort Wagner during the san-
guinary conflict of the two brigades, and
having received two very severe wounda,
one in the thigh and one in the head.
Still he refused to give up his sacred
trust until he found an officer of his regi-
ment When he entered the field hos-
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black eat up in their beds, and cheered
him and the colors until, exhausted, they
could cheer no longer. Though nearly
exhausted with the loss of blood, the
brave standard-bearer said :

" Boys, I could not walk, but I did my
duty ; our dear old flag never touched the
ground 1 "



Slev«n-Te«r Old Warrior PioUxiflr off the
Bnemy.
A boy about eleven ^ears old, cut what
might be caUed a tall figure in the Fort
Donelson fight His father, a volunteer,
had been taken prisoner by the confeder-
ates some time previously. The boy
smuggled him^^elf on board one of the
transports at Cincinnati, laden with troops
for the scene of conflict. On the fleld,
the morning of the great flght, he joined
the Seventy-eighth Ohio, and being ques-
tioned by one of the officers, he told him
of his fether having been taken prisoner,
and, having 60 mother, he had no one to
care for him, and he wanted to flght his
&ther^8 captors. The oflicer tried to get
him to turn back, but he was not to be
denied. So he succeeded in obtaining a
musket» and went into the thickest of the
battle. He finally by degrees crept up
within a short distance of the Confederate
intrendiments, and posted himself behind
a tree, from which he kept firing as often
as he could see a head to fire at. He was
soon discovered by the enemy's sharp-
shooters, who endeavored to drive him
away finom his position, as he kept picking
them off very frequently. One of the
secessionists, who was outside of the work,
got sight of the boy with his rifle, but be-
lore he got his piece off, the little warrior
fh^ and down went Mr. RebeL As the
latter had a flne Muiie rifle, the boy ran
out and picked it up, taking time to get
poudi and balls, together with his knap-
sack, while the bullets were flying on all
sides of him,*and then he retreated to his
wooden breastwork, where he renewed his
Ore, and with a little bettei success. Ailer



being in the fight all day he returned to
the Seventy-eighth at night with his
prizes. This story might appear incredi-
ble for one so young to be the hero, but it
is vouched for by a number of office]^ and
men who saw the boy on the field and in
the position mentioned, and many saw him
shoot the man referred to, besides several
others.



'*I>ont Shoot there any xnoie-ihat's
Father."

An eye and ear witness relates an oc-
currence at the battle of Shiloh, which
shows, by one of innumerable similar in-
stances, the peculiar frightfulness of the
',* family war ** growing out of the South-
em rebellion : — Two Kentucky regiments
met face to face, and fought each other
with terrible resolution. It happened that
one of the Federal soldiers wounded and
captured a man who proved to be his
brother, and, after handing him back, be-
gan firing at a man near a tree, when the
captured brother called to him and said :
"Don't shoot there any more — thafs
fether.** Such the war inaugurated by
the fire upon Sumter's embattled walls.
At Pittsburgh, two brothers fought on op-
posite sides, and in regiments directly con-
fronting each other. It so happened that
the Confederate brother was found mor-
tally wounded, and was brought into the
very hospital where his loyal brother had
been detailed to nurse, and died in his
brother^s arms.



Going in Claest of Satlsftustion.
Just after the firing of musketry at the
battle of Cedar Mountain had become in-
teresting, a private soldier was noticed
going off the field, and it being suspected
that possibly he was running away to
avoid danger, he was spoken to, when it
was found that he had two fingers of his
left hand shot away and a tliird dreadfully
lacerated. It was seen at once that he
had at least a hand in the fight. He was
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cumstances would permit, he in the mean-
time propping up the pluck of his assist-
ant by various quaint remarks. Said he,
^I don't keer a dam for that third finger ;
for it wa'nt of no 'count no how ; but the
pinter and t'other one were right good
ones, and I hate to lose 'em. I should'nt
have come to the rear if I had been able
to load my gun, but I was'nt" After



Going in quest of -iiaUsfiietioD

having his hand dressed, he looked over in
the direction of the firing and stood a
moment. Turning presently, he said,
" Stranger, I wish you would jist load up
my shooting iron for me ; I want to have
a little satisfaction out of them cusses for
spiling my fore paw." His gun was
loaded for him, and he started back for
the top of the hill at a double-quick, in
quest of "satisfaction." His name was
Lappin, or Lapham, of the Ohio Seventh.



Boot Hofir or I>ie: " Music hath Charma.''
At the battle of Lookout Mountain, a
soldier belonging to an Ohio Regiment
coolly sat down on a rock during the
thickest of the engagement, to wait for his
gun to cool off, as he had fired it very
often and effectively. The boys who were
fighting around him deliberately ceased
their firing, and waited until he sung for
them an old and familiar song, " Root Hog
or Die," and which he is said to liave sung
with such humor as to make all merry



and forgetftil of the fearftil scenes around
them. When the song was finished, they
reloaded their guns and again entered toe
fight, to the special damage of the rebels,
who had to pay ibr the " charms " which
" music hath."



Joe Parsona'



Little Favor" from a Bebel
Soldier.

Here is all that need be said of "^ Joe
Parsons, of Baltimore," as told by a news-
paper correspondent : — Joe enlisted in the
First Maryland regiment, and was plainly
a "rough" originally. As we passed
along the hall we first saw him crouched
near an open window, lustily singing, " Fm
a bold soldier boy," and observing the
broad bandage over his eyes, I said, —
" What's your name, my good feUow ? "
"Joe, Sir," he answered, "Joe Par-
sons."

"And what is the matter with you?**
" Blind, Sii^-blind as a bat."
"In battle?"

"Yes — at Antietam. Both eyes shot
out at one clip."

" I was hit" he said, " and it knocked
me down. I lay there all night, and next
day the fight was renewed. I could stand
the pain yer see, but the balls was flyin'
a'l round, and I wanted to get away. I
couldn't see nothin' though. So I waited,
and listened ; and at last I heard a feller
groan' beyond me. ' Hello,' says I. *Hello
yourself,' says he. * Who be yer,' said I,

* a rebel ? ' ' You're a Yankee,' said he.

* So I am,' says I, * what's the matter with
you?* *My leg's smashed,' sajrs he.

* Can't yer walk?' *No.' 'Canjerseer
Yes,' * Well,' says I, ' you're a —

rebel, but will you do me a little favor f*

* I will,' says he, * ef I ken.' Then, I says.
Well, ole bntteniut, I can't see nothin* :

my eyes is knocked out ; but I ken walk.
Come over yere. Let's git out o* thL<.
You p'int the way, an' Fll tote yer off the
field, on my back.* * Bully for you!'
says he. And so we managed to get to>
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wink onten his canteen, and he got onto
my shoulders. I did the walkin' for both,
an* he did the navigatin*. An* ef he didn't
make me cany him straight into a rebel
Colonel's tent, a mile away, Tm a liar ! "



Hervinff his Hand One Inatant Mom.

On that memorable hill where the army
of the Union paused in the last of the
Seven Days' Battles and hurled back the
shattered hosts of the enemy, a soldier lay
gasping, while life ebbed away with his
fast flowing blood. The roar of the battle
was around him, and the dying man heard
the sounds of the strife strangely inter-
mingled — ^it cannot be doubted — with those
home sounds that come to the ears of the
departing, in whatever scenes they meet
the final summons. For him the war was
over. To him peace was coming — the
peace that passes human understanding.
It was in this solemn moment, the soldier
saw his General riding swiftly down into
the battle. The sight caused his ebbmg
life for one instcmt — only one — ^to flow
backward. Gathering his strength, the
soldier seized his bloody cap in his freshly
nerved hand, and raising it in the air waved
it as the warrior passed him, cheered lusti-
ly, as of old in the camp when he was hale
and strong, then smiled, laid his head back
on the sod, and went away forever from
battle-fields and the sound of human strife.
It was not the person of his commander
abne that the soldier cheered — not the
General merely, — that the dying man re-
cognized and loved even in death. It was
the representative defender of the Ameri-
can Union and of the American Constitu-
tion, — the great cause for which men lay
dying, — which inspired him.



Oat oi Ammimition Ibr a Tfma.
The following is a specimen of SigeFs
strategy at Pea Ridge: A considentble
force of the Confederate army was sent to
charge some batteries which Sigel had
stationed a little in fit>nt of a wood. The
force was somewhat too formidable to op-



pose with the in&ntry he had at command,
but the General was not at all at loss, and
did not think of retreat. He ordered his
men to lie down in the wood, ready to rise
up in a moment and deliver their fire.
Then he ordered his cannoniers to fire a
few rounds of ball, and afterwards a num-
ber of blank cartridge.

The Confederates, cautiously advancing,
at once guessed that poor Sigel had got out
of anununition. Their commander, with
a shout of triumph, gave the order to
charge in a body upon what he thought
were empty guns. But when the scream-
ing secessionists got within less than a
hundr^ yards of SigeFs guns, his cannon-
iers were ordered to use grape and canis-
ter, and fire as quickly and accurately as
possible.

At the same moment the infantry rose,
advanced out of the wood, and poured in
their volleys upon the bewildered enemy.
The result was not to be doubted. The
Confederates, dismayed at the storm which
tore their ranks in pieces at such close dis-
tance, halted, shook for a moment, then
broke and fled with cries of horror, leaving
their dead heaped upon the field. A young
farmer lad, belonging to a dragoon regi-
ment which was sent to charge upon the
flying enemy, remarked, " They lay there
like grass cut down by a scythe, in great
swaths."



**GK>d UaM the old Fla-."
M^}or Bamum, of the Twelfth New
York regiment, was one of the many
brave officers who were mortally wounded
in the battles of the Peninsula. While
lying down breathing his last, in the agony
of his bodily suffering, a ft*iend asked him
if he had any message to send home. He
replied —

" Tell my wife that in my last thoughts
were blended my wife, my boy and my
flag."

He asked of the physician how the bat-
tle went, and when told that it was fistvor-
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bless the old fla — /* and expired with the
prayer finishing iiiaudibly with his closing
lips. A noble prayer and a noble death.



"flhaoTrftnifMM*' just at the Blirht Xoment.

One of General Fremont's batteries of
eight Parrott guns, supported by a squad-
ron of horse, and commanded by Major
Richards of the First PennsylTania cav-
alry, was in sharp conflict with a battery
of the enemy near at hand, and both shell
and shot were flying thick and £ii8t, when
the commander of the battery, a German,
one of Fremont's staff, rode suddenly up
to the cavalry, exclaiming in loud and ex-
cited tones,

"■ Pring up de shackasses, pring up de
shackasses, for Cot sake, hurry up de shack-
a^^ses, im-me-di-ately !"

The necessity of this order, though not
quite apparent to the reader, will be more
obvious when it is mentioned that the
' shackasses ' were mules carrying moun-
tain howitzers, which are fired from the
backs of those much-abused but valuable
animals; and the immediate occasion for
the * shackasses ' in thb exigency was, that
two regiments of Confederate infantry
were at Uiat moment discovered descend-
ing a hill immediately behind the Federal
batteries. The ' shackasses,* with the how-
itzers loaded with grape and canister, were
soon on% the ground. The mules squared
themselves, as they well knew how, for
the shock. A terrific volley was poured
into the advancing column, which immedi-
ately broke and retreated. Nearly three
hundred dead bodies were found in the
ravine the next day, the effects of that
volley from the backs of the 'shackasses.'



Korean I Moivanl
Morgan, the Confederate guerrilla chie^
created terror wherever he stepped foot.
Apropos of this wide-spread sensitiveness,
is the following account of a scene which
occurred at the City Hotel, Nashville,
Tenn. A tall gentleman entered, pushed
through the crowd rather unceremoniouB-



ly, and registered bis name 'Morgan —
Cavalry ;' — desiring dinner, supper, a bed
and his bill, at the same time throwing
down a twenty dollar note of Confederate
scrip. "' We are not taking that money
now," said the polite clerk. "The heU
you ain't ; then. Sir, we don't trade," and
with a pompous 'Ahem' he moved ofifl