The Algona Republican from Algona, Iowa on October 24, 1894 · Page 2
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Algona, Iowa
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Wednesday, October 24, 1894
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ASOtJTTHECAMPI'ffiE tMf feRfeStlMG STORIES OP WAR AND WARRIORS. tlttt* Mnlne Man UIMi QtiAlta«»—Their tftst Sontc—The Man tfrlth the Musket—Incident In the Llfo of Gcitera-1 Bunks.* \tlth One EclvvnM Kilby,Co. K, 1st Me. Heavy, wounded in the left arm; went to hospital, thence home on fttrlotigh. When he returned we were in front of Petersburg-, and as I shook hands with him I noticed that both his eyes were blackened. 1 asked: "Ned, how did you get your eyes 'blacked?" He ans wered: "1 had a fight with a fellow at home in Dennysville." "What," I said, "with a bullet-hole through yo ur arm?" He replied: "Yes, and I licked him." 1 then in surprise asked: "How big was he?" "He was a good deal bigger than you are." Now, I was five feet seven! and 5'a half inches high, and weighed in good health 145 pounds. As 1 could look right down on top of Ned's head, he couldn't have been more than five feet high, and as he was slightly and slimly built, he couldn't have weighed over 120 pounds at that time. Therefore, you see, he was a very small man. He gave me the particulars, saying he was in the villa<rcj store telling- several of the neighbors about the war, how he got shot, etc., when a young man, who had made seve ml unpleasant remarks, finally said: "It's a - pity ths bullet hadn't gone through your head." Ned was sitting on the counter with his wounded arm lashed to his side. He was mad, and said: "I enlisted to fight such fellows as you are, and I may as well do it here iu Maine as in Virginia." And, jumping for him, he caught him by the throat with his well right hand, and with a jerk laid him on his back on the floor. Ha kept his grip on the fellow's throat and used both feet, choking an:l kicking-. The fellow struck ancl struggled all he could and blackened Ned's eyes, but Ned did not let go or stop kicking 'and choking until the fellow sang out for quarter, say ing: • "Don't kick me any more; I've got enough." I looked at Ned while he told me this, and thought: "I've known you two years; I never hoard you tell any big stories of your fighting. You have always bean an unusually quiet, good fellow; never % heard you brag in any way, and this must be true." Shortly after this he was captured and taken to Salisbury prison, Well, several years after the war I was in Windsor, Nova Scotia, and staid one night at the residence of Mr. Hojbart, the American consul. He came from Ned Kilby's home, Dennysville, Me. While talking of the war I told him of Dennysville men with whom I served, and mentioning Ned Kilby's name, I thought of the above story, and told it to him. He listened quietly, and when I finished, saying, "That's a big story, Mr. Hobart, but I believe it," he replied: "You may well believe it, for I was there and saw him do it. " I then asked Mr. Hobart: "How big was the man?" He replied: "Ho was nearly six feet high, young and a fighter." I then said a little indignantly: "Why didn't you help Ned?" He answered: "I intended to help him, but he didn't need any help; he whipped the fellow alone, with his left arm, with a bullet-hole through it, fastened to his side, and made the fellow beg for mercy." — National Tribune, _ Their Last Son?, A letter to Lord G iflord f rom.his son, sent through Renter's agent, gives a touching incident of the battle in South Africa in which the English force under Major Wilson fell in their attempt to capture the Matabele king, Lobengula. Mr. Gifford obtained the facts from an Induna, who was an 63'e-witness of the fight. Major Wilson and his party numbering thirty-five men, were surrounded by nearly three thousand of the Ma- tabeles. The Indunas ordered their men to shoot the horses first, but the Englishmen piled them up as rain- parts and fired over them, The battle lasted three hours. The Englishmen refused to yield, in spits of the fearful odds, and so sure ancl steady was their aim that the Mata» bele warriors lay dead around them in heaps. The Induna states that as the after* noon wor3 on and the sun went down, large reinforcements arrived for King Lobsngula's army, Ona by one the Englishmen had fallen, and their shots became slow aud fewer. Their ammunition was giving out. At last there wera bu t a half doaen of them left alive, among 1 whom was Major Wilson, himself, a large man, who was streaming with blood and who fought desperately. Presently the shots ceased altogether. The last cartridge had been fired, ''Then," the Induna said, "they all 6tpo4 up tog-ether, shoulder to shoul- p, aod taking 1 off IjUeir hats they ft song in English, like those the missionaries sing- to t-he natives. They sung 1 un^U the Matab^les ryshed in a.nd General 4$ incident in the life of the late fie,ajJ'ai Ua»ks is told us: Dwvlng the Co«»j-§ss,tmn WatWsoft of Utien, Q| 'A*t|l . se vv jee frow Uis fairs. He tras looked upoti by the Foufcherners as a renegade from their ea&sfcj ns before the wae he had re- ceivevi tnany gifts from them, and they theyoforo attempted to poison him., General Banks incurred the hati-ed of Mrs. Mattison, and she at once sent him his own photograph with the head nearly cut off, which only caused him to smile, of course. SOULS ^61 rife T.tpieai of On a recent visit to Scotland 1 was assigned the pleasing duty of placing two grand arrny flags from den. tJ, S. Grant Post, 5, of Philadelphia, Upon the statue of Abraham Lincoln in the old Calton burying-srround, Edinburgh * writes a comrade in the National Tribune. While you have already noted tho dedication of this monument, it appeared to me that this fact should be more widely known to our comrades, that this magnificent monument, bearing the figure iu bronze of the martyred president, has baen erected in memory of the Scottish-American soldiers and sailors who served their adopted country during the rebellion. In the summer of 1S9I), Mrs. Me* Ewau, the widow of a Union soldier, Sci'geant John McEwan, Co. II, 05th III., called on the Hon. Wallace Bruce, then United States consul at Edinburgh, to aid her in procuring a pension. Mrs. Bruce also became deeply interested in the case, and after hearing the story and assuring immediate assistance, desired to visit the sol« dier's grave, that she might lay there a tribute of flowers; but tho grave had already been leveled, as they had been too poor to obtain a burial plot of their own. Following this Mr. Bruce determined to secure a burial-place for any other Scottish-American soldiers dying in or near Edinburgh, that their graves might be thus specially marked. A request to the lord-provost, magistrates, town council for a plot of ground for*this purpose was heartily granted, and then Mr. Bruce determined to have the site beautified by a worthy memorial, and on a visit to America he started the project. Comrade Henry R. Heath of U. S. Grant post, 327, Brooklyn, N. Y., served as chairman of the committee to raise the necessary funds. The design of Charles E. Bissel, the well-known artist, also a Union veteran, was accepted and the work assigned to him, and it has been successfully completed. The monument is fii'tccu feet in height. The figure of Mr. Lincoln is of bronze, the pedestal being of polished red Aberdeen granite. The figure of a fro adman, also in bronze, is placed upon the base, with face looking upward to the groat emancipator. The battle-flags, shield, and wreaths are also of bronze. One objection may be noted by the visitor that it is necessarily somewhat crowded in position, when viewed with the large circular tower beside it, where lies buried the philosopher and historian, David Hume, but in such an old cemetery as this it was impossible to secure a plot with any more room. I trust that all.veterans visiting Edinburgh will i'eel it a privilege and a duty to see this the first monument to the Union volunteers erected in a foreign country. The Man With the Musket. They are buildin;/, as Babel was built, to tho sky, With clash ancl confu <ion of speech; They are piling up monuments, massive and hi-ih, To lift a few names out of reach And the passionate, yrseu-laurelei God of the sreat In a whimsical riddle of stona, Has chosen a few from the Held and tho state To sit on tho steps of his throne. But I—I will pass from this r,vro of renown, This ant-hill of commotion and strife, Pass by where tho bronzes and marbles look down With their fast frozen gestures of life, On, out to tho nameless who He 'neath tha gloom Of the pitying Cyprus and pine: Your man is the man of the sword and the plume, But the man with the musket is mine. I knew him, I toll you! And also I know, When he fell on the battle-swept rid/e, That poor battered body that lay there in blue Was only a plank in the bridge Over which some should pass to fame That shall shine while tho hijh stars shall shine! Your haro is known by an eohoin'! name, But the man of tho musket is mine. I know htm all through the qrood and the bad Han together and equally free. But I j.udge, as I trust Christ has judged tha poor lad, For death nvvde him noble to me; In the cyclone o( war, in the battle's eollpsa, Life shook out its Unwln { sands, And ho died with the names that he loved oy his lipj. His musket still grasped in his hands: Up close, to the fl v, r m r soldier went down, In the silent front of tho line You may take foi- your heroa.s tho mea of ra. nown, But the man of the musket is mine. There is peace in the May-laden gr*qe of the hours That come when the day's work Is don«. And peace with the nameless who imde? thq flowers Jjio asleep in the slant of the sun- Boat the taps! Put out iU'liti, and silence al) sound! There is rifle-pit strength iri the grave. They sloop well who sleep, be they oro wno4 And death will be kind to the brave. —Army and Navy Union. The 40th, Iowa. This regiment was one of a n organized in June, 1864, to do garrison duty. The term of enlistment \Yfts 100 days, David J?. Henderson was colonel of the regiment. The was engaged during- most of its term in guarding 1 forts awd railways ioTen< nessee. It was engaged at Opilievt ville, Tenn-, about the middle o_f August- One m^n JVfts killed io. and twenty-seyeu died of disease other causes- , A member of Pojnpany 8. Yerjnpnt rpgim^nt, wh.q h.n tbs> fJW'* reo^tly ftftW- tfom Jonah is *iil, *itj "fhfe ttftrd ts iJMrtfr It t« tJit> fcamt, but totild Ifatj Ifrhef-eiore Ctted tittle the Oct. 14.— Rev, t)r. Talmage, who is still absent on his round- the-world tour* has selected as the Subject of to-day's sermon, through the pi-ess: "the Oarsmen Defeated." Navigation in the Mediterranean sea always was perilous, especially so in early times. Vessels were propelled partly by sail and partly by oaf. When* by reason of g-feat stress of weather, it Was necessary to reef the canvas or haul it in, then the vessel was entirely dependent upon the oafs, sometimes twenty of thirty of them on either side the vessel. You Would not venture outside your harbof with such a cfaft as iny text finds Jonah sailing in; but he had not miich choice of vessels. He was running at , ( p,y from the Lord; and when a man is running away from the Lord, he has to run very fast. God had told Jonah to go to Mne- veh to preach about the destruction of that city. Jonah disobeyed. That always makes rough water, whether in the Mediterranean of, the Atlantic, or the Pacific, or the Caspian sea. It is a very hard thing to scare sailors. I have seen them, when the brow of the vessel was almost under wat'er, and they were walking the deck knee-deep in the surf, and the small boats by the side of the vessel had been crushed as small as kindling wood, whistling as though nothing had happened; but the Uible says that these mariners of whom I speak were frightened. That which sauors call "a lump of a sea" had become a blinding, deafening, Gwarnping fury. How mad the wind tan get at the water, and the water tan get at the wind, you do not know .in less you have been spectators. I have in my house a piece of a sail of a ship, no larger than the palm of my band. That piece of canvas was all that was left of the largest sail of the ship Greece that went into the storm 200 miles off Newfoundland. Oh, what a night that was! I suppose it was in some such storm as this that Jonah was caught. He knew that the tempest was on his account, and he asked the sailors to throw him overboard. Sailors are a generous hearted race, and they resolved to make their escape, if possible, without resorting to such extreme measures. The sails are of no use;' and so they lay hold on their oars. I see the long bank of shining blades on either side of the vessel. Oh! how they did pull, the bronzed seamen, as they laid back into the oars. But rowing on the sea is very different from rowing upon a river; and as the vessel lioists, the oars skip the wave and miss the stroke, and the tempest laughs to scorn the flying paddles. It is of no use, no use. There comes a wave that crashes tha last mast, and sweeps the oarsmen from their places, and tumbles everything in the confusion of impending shipwreck, or, as my text has it, "The men rowed hard to bring it to the land; but they could not; wherefore they cried unto the Lord." This scene is very suggestive to me, and I pray God I may have grace and strength enough to represent it intelligently to you. Years ago I preached a sermon on another phase of this very subject, and I got a letter from Houston, Texas, the writer saying that the reading of that sermon in London had led him to God, And I received another letter from South Australia, saying that the reading of that sermon in Australia had brought several souls to Christ, And then, I thought, why not take another phase of the same subject, for perhaps that God who can raise in power that which is sown in weakness may now, through another phase of the same subject, bring salvation to the people who shall hear and salvation to the people who shall read. Men and women, who know how to pray, lay hold of the Lord God Almighty and wrestle for the blessing, JJishop Latimer would stop some-. tines in the midst of his argument.and Bar, -'Now, I will tell you a fable;" and to-day I would like to bring the scc'.ne of the text as an illustration of a most important religious truth, As thoae Mediterranean oarsmen trying to brjtcg Jonah ashore, were discomfited, I have to tell you that they were not th» only n><«i who have broken down on their paddles, and have been obliged to call on the Lord for help. J want to say that the unavailing .efforts of those Mediterranean oarsmen have a counterpart In the efforts we are making to bring souls to the shore of safety and set their feet on the Bock of Ages. You have a father, or mother, or husband, or wife, or cftild, or n?av friend, who is not a Christian, TheVe have been times when you have been in agony about their salvation. A minister of Christ, whose wife was dy*. ing without any hope in Jesus, wa,lke4 the .floor, wrung his hands, cried bit" t«yly, apd said, •'! believe I shall go insane, for I l^now she js sot prepared topieet&od," A»d there may have bee» days of sickness in your hovisg* hold;, when ypu. feared it would be & fatal sickness; and, hpw closely ypu. the face o| the 4p?tor &s fc§ and, scrutinized the patie,a|, him, toto the nest mom, s 'There isn't any d»»fjpr{, doctor?" A»4 the b,e$ite44P upeiertaiftt'y of the pply eternities flash hefQre'yQm- then you went and t#J%4. one a.b,ouj the .» •» are is Y'dtt thinfc yolilrSfe' $6$ t&emfei- iaost td th6 Shdrfe, tfrheft yoft ftr6 StWipt back again. What shall you <So? Pet dewti the tto? Oh, ho! 1 do not advise that; but 1 do advise that you appeal to that<3od to whom the Mediterranean oarsmen appealed— the God who could silence the tempest and bring the ship in safety to the port, I tell yott f my friends, that there has got to be a gaod deal of praying before our families affi bf ought to Christ. Ah! it is an awful thing to have half a household on one side the line, and the other paft the household on the other side of the line! Two tessels part ofl the ocean of eternity, one going to the fight and the other to the left — faf thef apart, and -farther apart— until the signals cease to be, recognized, and there afe only two specks .on the horizon, and then they are lost to sight fofetef I 1 have to tell you that the lihavail* ingeftoftsof these Mediteffatteatt Oafs- mett have a counter paf t in the efforts some of tts af e making 1 to bring our children to the shore of safety. Thef e never were so many temptations fof young people as there afe now* l*he litef afy and the social influence seem to be against theif spiritual interests, Glu- 1st seems to be driven almost entirely from the school and the pleasurable concourse, yet God knows how anxious we are of our children. We can not think of going into heaven without them. We do not want to leave this life while they are tossing on the waves of temptation and away from God. From which of them could we consent to be eternally separated? Would it be the son? Would it be the daughter? Would it be the eldest? Would it be the youngest? Would it be the one that is well and stout, or the one that is sick? Oh, I hear some parent saying to-night, "I have tried my best to bring my children to Christ, I have laid hold of the oars until they bent in iny grasp, and I have braced myself against the ribs of the boat, and I have pulled for their eternal rescue; but I can't get them to Christ." Then I ask you to imitate the men of the text, and cry mightily unto God. We want more importune praying for children, such as the father indulged in when he had tried to bring his six sons to Christ, and they had wandered off into dissipation. Then he got down in his prayers, and said, "0, God! take away my life, if through that means my sons may repent and be brought to Christ;" and the Lord startlingly answered the prayer, and in a few weeks the father was taken away, and through the solemnity the six sons fled unto God. Oh, that father could afford to die for the eternal welfare of his children! He rowed hard to bring them to the land, but could not, and then he cried unto the Lord. I wish I could put before my un~ pardoned readers, their own helplessness. No human arm was ever strong enough to unlock the door of heaven. No foot was ever mighty enough to break the shackles of sin. No oarsman swarthy enough to row himself into God's harbor. The wind is against you. The tide is against you. The law is against you. Ten thousand corrupting influences are against you. Helpless and undone. Not so helpless a sailor on his plank, mid-Atlantic. Not so helpless a traveler girded by twenty miles of prairie on fire. Prove it you say. I will prove it. John VI : 44: "No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw him." But while I have shown your helplessness, I want to put by the side of it the power and willingness of Christ to save you. I think it was in 1686 a vessel was bound for Portugal, but it was driven to pieces on an unfriendly coast. The captain had his son with him, and with the crew they wandered up the beach, and started on the long journey to find relief. After awhile the son fainted by reason of hunger and the length of the way. The captain said to' the crew, "Carry my boy for mo on your shoulders," They carried him on; but the journey was long, that after awhile the crew fainted from hunger and from weariness, and could carry him no longer. Then the father rallied his almost wasted energy, and took up his own boy, and put him on his shoulder, and carried him on mile after mile, mile after mile, until, overcome himself by hunger and weariness, he too fainted by the way. The boy lay down and died, and the father, just at the time i escue came to him, also perished, living only long enough to tell the story — sad, story, indeed! But glory be to God that Jesus Christ is able to take us up out of o\ir shipwyepked and dying condition, and put us on the shoulder of his strength, and by the omnipotence of his gospel bear us on through all the journey of this life, and nt last through the opening gates of heaven! He is mighty to save. Though youv sin long and black, and ble, and outrageous., the very moment you believe J will pro? claim pardon— (juick, full, grand, up Conditional, uncompromising 1 , iUimit* able, infinite. Oh, the grace of God! I am overwhelmed when i come to thinl? of it, Give me a thousand, ladders, lashed fast tp each other, that J w§y scale the height, ketthe Jine jw out with the anehor until all the eagles pj the. earth ar.§ exhausted, that we may tpwch the depth,. &et the, ,a.rea»gel fly in pirwt ol tfpw»l &$e,s, in to ihg $Q sweep at'PBM this fhwe, fib, the grace Q| Gad! Jt is &Q high, It is so broad, Jt is %& 4ee>t G,jo>y t$ tqs my ' 1 of etesi ¥ 6 wito &ri by fee breaker ftfcsttfid you, <ay te Christ to pilot yott into smtfoth, still waters. O~n acc'oiint of the J«tmliaf phase of the subject, 1 have drawn toy present illustrations, you see, tfhiefiy } ffomthe watef. 1 *emenibef that & vessel went to pieces on the Bef mudflS a great mafl£ yeafs af o. li had & vast treasure ott board. Bnt the Vessel feeing Siihk, tio effort wdS made to rais6 it, Aftef many yeafs had passed, a company of adventurers went out ffOta England, and after a long voyage they reached the place where the vessel was said to have suhk. They got into a small boat and hovered ovef the place. Then the givers went dowfi, and they broke thfottgh what looked like a limestone covering, and the treastli-es foiled o-it^what was found aftefWafd to be, in American moneys wofth $1,500,000, and the foundation of a gfeat business house. At that time tlje Hvlioie World rejoiced ovef what Was called the Ittck of these adventurers. Oh, ye who have been foWittg toward the shore, and have Hot been able to reach it, 1 want to tell yoti to-night that youf boat hovers ovef infinite treasure! All .the richest of God are at youf feet. Treasures that never fail, and crowns that nevei 1 grow dim. Who will go down now and seek them? Who will dive fof the peafl of great price? Who will be prepared fof life, for death, for judgment, for the long eternity? See two hands of blood stretched out toward thy soul, as Jesus says, "Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." HE AND SHE. A young woman at Princess Anna, Md., died a few days ago from the effects of swallowing chewing gum. Six hundred and eight women recently applied for a poorly-paid place as mail sorter in an English postof- fice. C. P. Villiers, the father of tho English house of commons, is 93 years old, but still attends the house regularly and often speaks. Noah Shanks, a Brownsville, Oregon, boy, got sick, as might have been expected, from his phenomenal feat of eating at a single sitting seventeen bologna sausages. In Boston are the headquarters ol the Ramabai association, whose purpose it is to rescue child widows in India. This society is flourishing,and reports an income of $6.1,784. The shah of Persia, is a photographer of no mean skill. In his travels about his domain ho carries with .him a camera, which he uses on any bit ol landscape striking his fancy. Virtue is not always its own solo reward. James Haysinan, a New York expressman, who found on the street a check for 820,000, payable to Russell Sage, took it to his office and received a 5H bill for his honesty. A negro had a streak of luck while fishing in the Flint river, near Albany, Ga. , His line became tangled in something, 'which proved to be a lady's gold necklace, which had evidently laid a.t the bottom of the river for many yeai-s. Everybody smokes in Japan. The pipe holds a little wad of fine cut tobacco as big as a pea. It is fired, and the smoker takes one long whiff, blowing the smoke in a cloud from his mouth and nose. The ladies have pipes with longer stems than the men, and if one of them wishes to show a gentleman a special mark of favor, ehe lights her pipe, takes half a whiff, hands it to hitn. and lets him finish out the whiff. REMNANTS AND RAVELINGS. J. D. Laveago, who died recently at Santa Cruz, Cal,, left $1,000,000 to be used in building a hospital for the deaf and blind. The groat game Bsh of America are the Canadian muskallon'ge, California bass, Florida tarpon, Labi-ados? salmon and Adirondack lake trout. A King's Daughters'circle in San Francisco is composed of eight Chinese women, two Japanese, two Syrians and their two American teachers, A Georgia colored woman decided to commit suicide by drowning, but by the time she had waded in up to her waist, her courage forsook he* and she returned to land, A New York girl, in passing- through the hall of her house -recently, en' countered a burglar. She grappled with him and, catching hold of his hair, held on until help arrived, when he was turned over to the police. 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