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Show HE FOUGHT WITH STON WALL JACKSON. lie was at the Central station yectc day, waiting to go to tho coun insane asylum. There was a wild loc in his eyes, and now and then 1 muttered to himself; but one wou sooner think him the victim of po erty and hard luck than a luuati His garments were faded and ren the left arm was oil' at the elbow, 1 had a painful limp, hod he was o and gray. Suddenly pausing in h walk, he stood at "attention" ar exclaimed: "Right dress front!" Some of the men looked up and tl old man continued: "I lit with ' Stonewall Jackson-that's Jackson-that's what ails me!" "Were you a soldier ?" asked or of the men who had carried a muskt for three years. The old man regarded him with look of pity and contempt, and loftil replied: "I will show you!" He liad his coat and vest ofl in moment, and, pulling open his ol woolen shirt, he point d to a terribl scar. "Was struck there with a bayonet! said the old man. He exposed his left thigh, and thei was another terrible scar, showin where an ounce ball hail ploughed i way and explaining why he limpet. "Got that rigliliii' with Stonewa Jackson!" he said, his voice betray in pride. He mutely pointed to his maime arm, waited a full minute, and the whispered: "And I got that under Sioncwa Jackson, too!" He stood at "attention!" again, h eyes fixed on the wall. His Vacc w. hard and stern for a moment, In then it softened and lightened up. H seemed to see a picture of the past o the blank wall, and presently he w;i bled with excitement' as ho wheelc around and exclaimed "Did I light with Stonewall Jack son? You bet I did!" Waiting a moment, he sat don'ii and continued: '"Memoer when we 'una cam down on you 'uus in the Wilderness I saw him a dozen times that dav and we 'uns knew you 'uus wouli catch blazes. Forward, forward-. forward-. march, march all day long; no real no rations, no let up. Old liobti (General Lee) had sent for Jackson and Jackson was hjuiul to be thar oi time. Along the roads, across th fields, and jL-t at dark we struck yoi 'uns struck like a tornado! Dowi along the thickets, through the woods across the swamps, und you 'uusdidu' see we 'uns coming!" "Great blazes!" continued the ok man as he sprang up. "We charget right down among you 'uns, doublet the line up, and drove it. That's whe Stonewall Jackson was that's how we lit! I got this 'ere hurt in the hip there, and while L was lying there you 'uus chawed this arm oil witl grapeshot! Die? Ljts o'graybacks would have dial, but wasn't I under Jackson old Ctonewall ! We fit, sir we couldn't stop long enough to die !" His eyes 11 i-hed, color came to his face, and Ihr a moment he showed all the pride of a veteran of Waterloo. Then his true sanation came back to him, and he sat down, excitement and exultation ah gone, and siid: 'T haven't niMiey enough to buy a crutch, and my luad isn't exactly right. I've surrendered to you 'uus and you 'uns are yoing to take me somewhere. I'm old and used up, and wi-li I'd a died under Jackson!" T:ie men wahid a while, and then uvetioueJ him, but he fixed his i":ize on the wall and would make no reply. When the cllicer came to ?seort him to the depot he noticed the jld man's lameness, and asked: "Shall we take a car?" "No, sir,'' was the prompt reply; 'forward guide right march I til ivith Stonewall Jackson!" Exchwf:. |