ade had stacked their arms, and were
calmly dreaming of home and battle scenes.
In rushed the battalion, more dead than
alive from fright, with the exclamation â€”
^Hooker hat iurprised ut ; his cawxby u
upanutl'* The valiant sons of Mars did
not wait to gather up their blankets or
guns, but made the fastest pedestrian time
on record back to the main force, leaving
upon the field, for the mule brigade, over
one thousand stand of arms, among which
were three hundred new Enfield rifies,
blankets, smaU arms, knapsacks, etc Mean-
time, our teamsters had given the alarm, and
a force was sent out for the recovery of the
mules, and in a few hours the expedition,
inaugurated by the mules, returned to our
lines with the valuable spoils.
This midnight charge of the mule brig-
ade is well worthy of a place in history.
Through its aid a large amount of valuable
stores and arms was secured, and Hooker
was enabled to push his advance much
nearer the point of ground contended for.
Won his Wager.
A Seneca Indian, belonging to the four-
teenth New York artillery, made a bet
that he would capture a rebel sharpshooter
who was in a tree in front of our line in
Virginia. He enveloped himself in pine
boughs till he looked like a tree, and by
Won hiB Wager.
slow movements advanced near the sharp-
shooter's roost Here, Indian like, he pa-
tiently waited until his prey had emptied
his piece at one of our men, when he sud-
denly brought his musket to bear upon the
reb, giving him no time to reload. The
sharpshooter was taken at a disadvantage.
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To the command to come down he readily
assented, when the Indian triumphantly
marched him a prisoner into camp, and
won his wager.
No Dead Cavalry-Man.
An anecdote is told of General Hooker,
which shows that his opinion of one branch
of the military service was just right.
S6on afler he assumed command of the
Army of the Potomac, he summoned to
head-quarters all the principal cavalry
officers in his command, twenty-five or
thirty in number. Arranged in a semi'
circle &cing him, he addressed them after
this manner, very coolly and with low
voice at first, but warming as he proceed-
ed :-r-" Grentlemen : I have called you to-
gether to consult with you in regard to
the cavalry arm of the service. I think
it should be, and may be, made more effi-
cient. It seems to me to be at present a
very costly show â€” very expensive and
very useless. Why, gentlemen," moving
up and taking a step forward â€” ^^ I'll be
if I have ever seen or have ever
heard of a dead cavalry-man 1 "
Sheridan and the KoonlUrht Piotore.
The night afler the battle of Mission
Ridge, Greneral Sheridan went in pursuit
of the flying enemy, and met with a sharp
resistance near Chickamaug}i Station, some
two miles beyond the Ridge. At about
seven o'clock of that November evening
he sent a regiment to take possession of a
little promontory jutting out into the val-
ley, which would give him a vast advant-
age. The musketry were briskly playing
all the while, time was precious, the posi-
tion important, the regiment a long time
executing the movement, and Sheridan,
anxious and impatient, was watching
the sky line to see the troops emerge from
the shadows and move along the clear-cut
crest of the promontory. The moon, then
near the full, had just risen above the edge
of the hill, when the battalions moved out
of the darkness, and exactly acroBS the
moon's disc. There, for an instant, was
the regiment, colors and gleaming arms in
bold relief and motionless â€” a regiment
transferred to heaven! And there was
the moon, a great medallion strudc in
the twinkling of an eye, as if in honor of
that deathless day. The General's eye
brightened at the sight Even there and
then it was something to be thought of;
to be seen but a moment â€” to be remem-
Very obliciln^ Picket at Konis Island.
A somewhat singular circumstance oc-
curred on picket one night at Morris
Island. During the night a man named
Henry Grand, of Company E, One Hun-
dredth New York regiment, was killed
while in discharge of his duty; and his
body lay between the lines. Captain
Ayres of the Third Rhode Island, shortly
after the event had been made known,
leaped upon the top of the last parallel
and shouted to a rebel picket, " Here, you ;
we have a man killed out there and want
to bring his body in." " Well," replied the
rebel, " three of you may come over for
it." Whereupon Captain Ayres Ftarted
with three men, making, including himself,
four altogether. The rebel observing four
men approaching him cried out before they
had proceeded far, "Halt." The com-
mand having been complied with, the rebel
continued thus : â€” " I said but three might
come overâ€” one must go back." Captain
Ayres then returned, and was followed
soon after by the three men bearing the
dead body of their comrade. The rebel
was certainly very obliging, and what mo-
tive prompted him to extend such a privi-
lege could not be easily accounted for.
Ineidapt of the One Hnndired and Nineteenth.
New York Begiment.
There was a small detadmient of the
One Hundred and Nineteenth New York
which had advanced close up to the ene-
my â€” so dose that they had been ccnnpelled
to halt for the time and throw an lislit
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC.
breastworks of logs as a defence. By
some untoward mistake a party of twelve
or fifteen men were ordered to advance
beyond these works on picket duty.
Though knowing that it was almost
certain death to show their heads above
the walls of their little fort, still they
obeyed without question or hesitation.
They had advanced scarcely more than a
rod beyond their comrades, when a heavy
volley of musketry prostrated to the
ground every man save two. Two were
killed instantly, and the rest wounded
more or less severely. All of the wound-
ed, however, were able to drag themselves
back and escape, except one poor fellow,
Sergeant Guider, who was so badly wound-
ed that he could not 8tir from his place.
Th^re he lay almost within arm's length
of his comrades, and yet they were pow-
erless to rescue him or give him aid, so
galling was the rebel fire. One bolder
than the rest made the hazardous attempt;
but scarcely had he got over the breast-
works when he fell severely wounded.
They endeavored to allay his raging thirst
by throwing to h ;m canteens of water, and
even one of those was pierced by a rebel
Finally, as they could not go over the
breastworks, they dug a way under them
with no other implements than their bayo-
nets, and through this, two men crawled
and succeeded in reaching him unhurt.
Just as they reached him, their comrades
in the rear gave an exulting cheer, which
elicited from the rebels another volley.
A fatal ball pierced the poor fellow's
breast for a second time, and he had only
breath to murmur feebly to his rescuers,
" Now I die contentâ€” I am in your hands,"
<'Bo7S, Fm for fhe ITnion StiU."
Daniel Sullivan, of the Ohio yolunteers,
bad his arm shattered by a ball, when the
Federal troops were surprised at Vienna.
This was the brave boy, who, when ordered
to fall in, replied, " I wish I could," at the
same time showing his arm. Sullivan
was taken up and carried back with the
retreating force. He died before leaving
Alexandria, but his heroism was shown
to the last A handkerchief was bound
upon his arm, near the shoulder, to check,
in a measure, the fiow of blood. This
rude bandage Sullivan himself adjusted
several times, tightening it to check the
blood, and again loosening it when the
pain became too great While he was
lying in this condition, some of his com-
rades approached, and one asked, ^ Dan,
how do you feel ? " " Boys," , said the
young hero, lifting with the other hand
his shattered arm, and then laying it gently
down, "Boys, Fm for the Union still!"
Poor Dan died very soon after, but his
last words were a mighty spell and watch-
word to his comrades.
Emx>hatloally a Bootless TJndertakixiflr.
In the earlier days of the rebellion there
lived in southeastern Missouri one Ogilvie
B. Young. He was a wild, graceless,
Southern cavalier, who plunged madly into
the first waves of rebellion, and, while
Sterling Price was yet a Union General,
and Claiborne F.Jackson a loyal Governor,
dared to avow and advocate opinions of
the most ultra Southern character. Fine-
drawn theoretical arguments on the right
and duty of secession were spread before
the people of the State, in column after col-
umn of letters published in newspapers,
and to which was attached the ftill signa-
ture, " Ogilvie Byron Young." He was
sent to the Missouri State Convention; and
though the State did not secede, he did.
In the fall of 1861 he was arrested in
Cincinnati as a spy, but escaped convic-
tion ; and the same thing, with a similar
result, occurred at Covington. In Novem-
ber, 1862, he was in Nashville, as a pa-
roled prisoner, but acting all the while as
a smuggler and spy. But about the la~ t
of that month. Young was introduced to
a gentleman who represented himself as a
hostage for the return of certain loyal
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Mississippians captured at luka, and treat-
ed by Price as traitors, contrary to the
terms of the cartel between the Federal
and Confederate authorities. At first
he was shy and suspicious, but was finally
convinced that his new acquaintance was
really what he purported to be, and heart-
ily entered into all his plans for the ad-
vancement of the Confederate cause. As
his confidence grew stronger, he remarked
that he had been of more benefit to the
South, as a spy, than any brigade of rebel
soldiers. He had encourage4 desertions
in the Federal camps, and made out paroles
in the names of Morgan and Kirby Smith ;
The business was getting a little danger-
ous now, however, and he should get be-
yond the lines as soon as possible. He
would have gone long ago, only that he
had expected to be saved the trouble and
expense of the trip by the fidl of Nash-
The luka hostage then informed him
that Mrs. Major Ranney, wife of Major
Kanney, of the Sixth Texas regiment, was
in the city, imder his charge, and just re-
turned from Europe, whither she had been
on diplomatic business for the Confederate
Grovemment. She had in her possession
very important despatches, and was anx-
ious to get safely through the lines with
them. Young said, in reply, that he would
biing his influence to bear upon the army
officials in her favor, but in case she should
be searched it would be well to provide
for such a contingency. There was, he
said, in the city, a man by the name of
Thompson, ostensibly a citizen,' but really
a rebel Lieutenant in Bragg's army, and
then acting as a spy. He had made the
trip through the lines ten or twelve times,
and could do it again. He was then eu
gaged in drawing a map of the fortifica-
tions around Nashville and procuring in-
formation as to the number of the troops,
&C., which should be forthcoming in due
season. These secret despatches of Mrs.
Kanney's, together with the map and
<other papers, could be hidden in the heel
of a boot, which would be made for th^n
by a bootmaker of the city in the employ
of the Confederate Government. HiÂ«
name was C. J. 2^utzschell, and his shop
was on Union street
This plan was agreed to, and Young
was to assist in the execution of it, â€” in
return for which, he was to be placed in
a high position at Richmond. The repu-
tation of Young, however, was not of the
best, and the bootmaker would do nothing
for him, when called upon, without first
making inquiry among his friends and con-
sulting with the hostage, for whom the
boots wefe wanted.
Accordingly, Zeutzschell went to his
room one evening and said that Young
had been to his house and wished him to
make a pair of boots and to secrete some
important documents in them so as to de-
fy detection. He liad no confidence in
Young's honor, and did not wish to do it
for hiin. He knew him as identified with
the Confederates, indeed, but he was a
bad man, low in his habits and associates,
never had any money, &c. He, Zeutzs-
chell, had been inquiring of ihe friends ol"
the South â€” undoubted secessionists, con-
cerning him (the luka hostage), and was
convinced that he was a gentleman and
true southerner. He would do anything
to promote the cause, â€” money was no ob-
ject, â€” ^he would lay down his life fi>r itr
If Young could be thrown ofi* the track,
he would make the boots and secrete in
them a map of the fortifications about
Nashville. His brother-in-law, Harris,
would go out and see- if any new ones had
been erected. If not, he had a perfect
plan of them in his head, to prove which
he immediately sat down and draAed one.
He remarked that he had recently sent
several such, to Greneral Morgan. He had
made the boots for all the spies in the
same way, and not one had ever been de-
tected. He had sent valuable information
in a common pipe.
" Can you get a pass for your man ? **
asked the hostage.
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEBOISM, ETC.
** Certainly,'* was the reply ; " as many
as yon like. There is a Grerman at head-
quarters who steals blank passes for me,
and I fill them up myseUl I give him
whiskey for them."
He would like to go South, too, he said,
in conclusion. He could describe the forti-
fications so much better than in a map.
Both parties being satbfied, an arrange-
ment for the boots was made. Zeutzschell
was to get the exact distances of the de-
fences, the number and disposition of the
troops, &c, and secrete them, together
with Mrs. Ranney's despatches, in one of
the heels of the boots. This he did, ac-
cording to promise ; the boots were made
and delivered on the evening appointed.
Instead of reaching Generals Bragg and
Morgan, however, as intended, the maps,
papers, boots, owner, maker, And spy, sud-
denly found themselves in the hands of
the army police, much to the astonishment
and utter chagrin of all parties concerned.
Zeutzschell and Young were sent to the
Vortham Xosole and Sonthem Chivalry.
After the Federal forces had flanked
Johnston's army from Dallas, it was con-
trary to the usual custom, the fortune of
the First Brigade â€” Sheridan's old Division
â€” ^to be left behind the army a few days,
as a guard for an ambulance train. Ghne
day two of the menâ€” one of them Jack
Tyrrell, Commissary of the Brigade â€”
went out to take a bath beyond and in
si^fat of the Federal picket line, in a small
bayou, which temerity was observed by
some of Ferguson's cavalry hovering in
the vicinity, who detached two men, armed
with sabres and carbines, to bring them
in. Being without arms they were sur-
prised, and started off, en dishabille, in the
yery face of the pickets, who dared not fire
for fear of injuring the prisoners. Each
rebel started in a different direction with
his charge. After going a short distance,
Tyrrell dodged to one side, exposing his
eapU^ to the Federal pickets, who gave
him a volley but missed, on which the
Johnny, out of spite, returned the shot ;
when Tyrrell, taking advantage of his
empty carbine, sprang and caught him by
his abundant whiskers and dragged him
from his horse. Here a short struggle
ensued, in which the * chivalry' had to
give way to Northern musde, although
they were both good types of their respect-
ive regions, and Johnny, minus his gun
and sabre, was marched to the picket lines
by his escort, who guided him by wallpng
behind him with one hand in each side of
his whiskers. It is useless to say that he
was received by the pickets with consider-
able merriment. The other reb, on seeing
his comrade's &te, and hearing the whirr
of a few random shots, fled, and left his
charge to come back at his wilL
flhaWng Hands in the Kiddle of the Blver.
A detachment of Federal troops was
stationed on the northern bank of the Po-
tomac river ; and on the opposite, or south-
em bank, was stationed a detachment of
the Confederate troops, â€” all within hailing
distance, the*river being not more than one
quarter of a mile wide at that point (Con-
rad's Ferry). A challenge was proclaim-
ed by some two or three of the Federal
troops to meet the same number of the
Confederate troops in the middle of the
river, where it was fordable, to shake
hands and drink each other's health. The
challenge was accepted, and divesting
themselves of their arms and a portion of
their clothing, they met, exchanged salu-
tations, and drank together in mutual
friendship. These troops had been skirm-
ishing across the river some six or eight
days previous, with cannon, rifles, and
Lonffstreet'e Instant Detection of a Spy.
The feverishness of the Confederates in
regard to spies, during the eventftil days
of the Manassas conflict, was greatly in-
tensified by the following occurrence, as
related by one of their officers :
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While Longstreet'8 corps was hurrTing
forwafd to Jackson's relief, several brig-
ades iQ advance on different roads were
obsierved to halt, thereby stopping all fur-
ther progress of the corps. Veiy angry
at this, Longstreet trotted to the front,
and was informed that a courier had
brought orders from General Lee to that
"From General Lee?" said Long-
street, his eyes glowing with rage : ** Where
is that courier ? "
" There he goes now, General, galloping
down the road/'
*' Keep your eyes on him, overtake him,
and bring him here," â€” which was soon ac-
"By whose orders did you halt my
brigade ? " asked a Brigadier.
" As I have already told you â€” by Gen-
eral Lee's ! I have orders for Longstreet,
and must be off to the rear I "
" Here is Longstreet," â€” said that Gen-
eral, now moving forward, â€” ^^ Wherp are
your orders ? "
The spy was caught I He turned red
and pale, his lip quivered â€” he was self
^ Give this man ten minutes, and hang
him ! Let the columns push forward im-
In fifteen minutes the spy was lifeless,
hanging from a tree by the roadside ; but
before death, confessed that although a
Virginian and a Confederate soldier, he
had been in communication with the ene-
my over ten months, and was then acting
for General Pope.
More than a Match aflrainst Six.
The brilliant exploit of Captain Strong.
of the Belle City Rifles, Second Wiscon-
sin regiment, in escaping, as he did, from
the Confederates, into whose clutches he
unfortiuiately fell, was the theme of con-
gratulation on the part of every one who
knew the gallant Captain's worth. When
he enlisted as a Union soldier, he was a
student in Racine College, about twenty-
one years of age, well built, and very agile
and active. He was regarded in college
as the best jumper, runner, &c-, and with'
al an excellent shot, as well as a popular
comrade of the students. Of his remark-
able escape he says : â€”
As I was passing through a thicket, I
was surrounded by six rebel soldiers â€”
four infantry and two cavalry. The foot-
men were poorly dressed, and badly arm-
ed, having old rusty altered muskets. The
cavalry were well mounted and well
Seeing I was caught, I thought it best
to surrender at once. So I said, " Gentle-
men, you have me." I was asked various
questions as to who I was, where I was
going, what regiment I belonged to, &c^
all of which I refused to answer. One of
the footmen said * Let's hang the â€”
Yankee scoundrel,' and pointed to a con-
venient limb. Another said, *No, let's
take him to camp, and hang him there.'
One of the cavalry, who seemed to be the
leader, said, * We will take him to camp.'
They then marched me through an open
place â€” ^two footmen in front, two in the
rear, and a cavalry man on each side of
me. I was armed with two revolvers and
my sword. After going some twenty rods,
the sergeant, who was on my right, notic-
ing my pistols, commanded me to halt and
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC.
give them up, together with my sword.
I said, ' Certainly, gentlemen,' aiul imme-
diately halted. As I stopped, they all filed
past me, and of course were in front.
We were at this time in an opea. part
of the woods, but about sixty yards to the
rear was a thicket of undergrowth. Thus
everything was in my favor. I was quick
of foot and a passable shot. Yet the de-
sign of escape was not formed until I
brought my pistol pouches to the fiont
part of my body, and my hands touched
the stocks. The grasping of the pistols
suggested my cocking them as I drew them
out.- This I did, and the moment I got
command of them I shot down the two
footmen nearest me â€” about six feet off â€”
one with each hand. I immediately turn-
ed and ran toward the thicket in the rear.
The confusion of my captors was appar-
ently so great that I had nearly reached
cover before shots were fired at me. One
ball passed through my left cheek, passing
out of my mouth. Another one â€” a mus-
ket ball â€” ^tvent through my canteen.
Immediately upon this volley, the two
cavalry separated, one to my right and the
other to my left, to cut off my retreat â€”
the remaining two footmen /charging di-
rectly toward me. I turned when the
horsemen got up, and fired three or four
shots; but the balls fiew wild. I still
ran on ; got over a small knoU, and had
nearly regained one of our pickets, when
I was headed off by both of the mounted
The Sergeant called to me to halt and
surrender. I gave no reply, but fired at
him and ran in the opposite direction.
He pursued and overtook me, and just as
hiB horse's head was abreast of me, I turn-
ed, took good aim and pulled the trigger^
bat the cap snapped. At this time his
carbine was unslung, and he was holding it
with both hands on the left side of his horse.
He fired at my breast without raising the
piece to his Moulder, and the shot passed
firom the right side of my coa^ through it
and i^y shirt to the lefi, just grazing the
skin. The piece was so near as to bum
the cloth about the size of one's hand. I
was, however, uninjured this time, save
the shot through my cheek. I then fired
at him again and brought him to the ground
â€” Changing by his foot in the left stirrup,
and his horse galloping toward his camp.
I saw no more of the horseman on my
left, nor of the two footmen â€” but running
on Foon came to our own pickets, uninjqred
save the shot through my cheek, but other-
wise much exhausted from my exertions.
Bookaftll0w>s BAght Aim left StilL
Judge Kelley entered the office of Mr.
Stanton, Secretary of War, one day, having
with him a youthful-looking officer, whose
empty coat-sleeve hung from his left
shoulder. He was introduced to the Sec-
retary as Brevet Lieut. Harry Bockafel-
low, of Philadelphia.
Â«My friend," said the Judge, "left a
situation worth eight hundred dollars a
year, three days after the President's proc^
lamation for troops, to carry a musket at
eleven dollars a month, with his regiment,
the New York Seventy-first After the
term of his enlistment had expired, he
marched with his regiment to Bull Run.
Early in the day he received that ugly
rifle-ball in his mouth (pointing to a Minie
ball that was hung to his watch-key),, and
for two hours and a half he carried it in
his ftuctured jawbone, fighting like a true
hero, until a cannon-ball took off his arm
and rendered him powerless. He was
captured, and for three months lay in a
mangled condition in a tobacco warehouse
in Richmond, without proper sui^cal
treatment He was breveted a lieutenant
by his Colonel, fbr his bravery, and is now
filling a small clerkship. I beg of you to
appoint him in the regular service."
" But where could I put him, if I were
to?" said Mr. Stanton.
The Judge was about to reply, wAen
the young man raised his arm and said
with an anxious look :
^ See, I have a right arm still, and Gen'
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eral Kearney has only his left ; send me
into the line where there is fighting to be
done ! I have letters from ," he tried
to draw a bundle of letters from his pock-
et Mr. Stanton stopped him â€”
"Put up your letters, Sir; you have