Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 21, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 June 1891 — The Last Time He Saw Him [ARTICLE]

The Last Time He Saw Him

The fortunes of war are strn&g* One day in the Southern Hotel at St Louis, a few months ago, J. B. MoCssJ lagh, the editor of the Globe-DemocraV was sitting reading a newspaper whei a gentleman walkedjjp and, extending hit hand, said: "How do you do, Mr. McCullagh P” Tlit v •or put out his hand and said! ••How u. you do, sirP” “You don’t seem to know me/ tb« stranger remarked. “Oh, yes, I do,” said Mr. MoCul. lagh. “Well, who am IP” inquired the stranger. “I’ll answer you in this way,” said Mr. McCullagh. ■ ‘The last time 1 saw you was in 1863, in the pilot house of the gunboat [naming it] in the river before Fort Donelson. There were three of us in the pilot house—you. myself, and the pilot—when a shell •truck us, carrying away the pilot house, and killing one man and wounding another. I was unhurt. Now, if It was Morrison who was killed by that shell, your name is Reilly; and if if was Reilly who was killed, you are Morrison. I remember your ,oic* perfectly, but f. can not recall youi name.” Mr. McCullagh was right. The man who stood before him was Reilly, pilot, who was not killed.