were raised at him, but he, with great coolness, laughed at their boldness. Seeing a file of blue-coated boys, with guns in hand, crowding in at the door, and several approaching bayonets, the rebels put down their guns, and raised their hands in token of surrender. “Pretty well done, captain,” said the officer in charge of the picket post, as this turned out to be. “Yes,” said Jordan, “we always do things pretty well. Fall in her-, and keep pretty quiet if you know what is good for you.” When the rebels, after surrendering their arms, were marched off, and beheld the very inferior force to which they had surrendered, some of them could not help muttering. “Sold again!”
Cutting off the supplies.During the battle of Chancellorsville, just as we were starting out of an oak thicket, a solid shot from the enemy instituted a search into the haversack of one of the boys of Company H, tearing it from him in a very rude manner, and throwing his hard tack in every conceivable direction. At first it felled him to the earth, but finding himself uninjured, he rose to his feet, and, looking around, said:
Hallo! the d-d villains are cutting off my supplies!