| Show General Sheridans Hat It is only natural that graat General Gener-al who commanded thousands men in tbe late war should frequently meet men in diQerent parts of the country who cherish eome incident of war life with which the General and they were closely connected iadcnbt fal if General Phil Sheridan whose famus twentymile ride to Winchester Winches-ter has made his name faaiuar to every bouseholdeer met a man who brought cp a pleasanter reminieence v w r LcLuJJsence than a biowafaced hardy miner did in this city General Sheridan was idly saunter ing up and down the lobby of the Windsor Hotel doep in thought and complacently puffing at hia Havana and blowing the smcka into pretty little rings Suddenly a roughlook iog man with face at heavily bearded that one could see nothing but the twinkling black eyes approaching him and raising his hat with awkward embarrassment said Good moruingGtBeral The hero of Winchester returned I the greeting touching his bht t with I military politenessand then trying to peer through the miners heavy beard to get a glimpse of his features tbe General added Im afraid Ive forgotten your face sir The eyes of tbe man from Gunni son twinsled brighter than ever as be remarked Iva not i nliksly General eeeins ne mver met but ojce before you wouldat be so apt to remember me as I am you Its seventeen years since I saw you last t Things hue changed ejnoe than It was on the battlefield of Cedar Creek Din you remember the soldier that gave you his horse wben yours ws shot from under you bv a nhower cania ter from the masked battery on the brow of the hill and the old man looked up with eager pride into the Generals face g5Ihat Idoan3weraJ the Genera with pleascd interest and a bright flash in hid eye LVI remember it i will 1 11I wag that witHer continued the miner proudly 141 remember the circumstance well sir When you put your spurs to my horse and cal lopEd iff you left your hat behind you and I called tc you as loud RS I could but yen repIieJ Never micd the hat my boy 1le got that hat yet General Its Danging in my nab n in the mountain and tbe rough old fellows eyes plowed with pleasure Sheridan grasped his hand and led him to seat and for balf an hour thy fought the battle of Cedar Creek over ssgainJDenver Tribane |
