before them, but when they arrived at our lines they found our boys ready and waiting; that the result was more prisoners than we had men in our line, and our boys had captured four rebel flags besides.
It was glorious news; it revived me, and my wounds pained me less than before.
No matter how serious the battle, there is always a humorous side to it which an old soldier never loses.
So it was at Gettysburg
When the fire was the hottest on the centre the battery that the 19th was supporting lost nearly all its men. The captain came to our regiment for volunteers to man the guns.
was the first to hear the call.
Going to Company E, he said, “Volunteers are wanted to man the battery.
Every man is to go of his own free will and accord.
Come out here, John Dougherty
, McGiveran and you Corrigan
, and work those guns.”
jumped to his feet and said, “Come on, boys, we must keep her a-humming,” and they stood by the guns until the fight was over.
Ben Falls, who was now a sergeant, had captured a rebel color.
Coming in with it over his shoulder an officer said, “You will have to turn that flag in, sergeant.
We must send it to the war department at Washington
“Well,” said Ben, “there are lots of them over behind the wall.
Go and get one; I did.”
(I told this story several years ago at a camp-fire.
Since then I have heard it told by others, and it is located and dressed up in other ways, but it is my story, and true, at that.)
We lay side by side until the morning of July 4, when the ambulance came to take us to the station.
One after another was loaded in. I said, “Save a good place for me,” but was informed that the orders of the surgeon were not to take me.