Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 2, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 September 1876 — An Anecdote of the War. [ARTICLE]

An Anecdote of the War.

Tn the early part of the war I 1 enlisted in the Twenty-third Ohio Volunteers, being then so young that it was difficult for me to carry my musket, and sometimes hard even to keep up with the ranks. On our second day’s march from Weston to Cheat Mountain I became so fatigued that I had to straggle in the rear, where I was discovered by our gallant Major’, Rutherford B. Hayes, who at once dismounted and insisted that I should use his horse. I repeatedly declined to do so,, saying that I thought I could march a while longer, but he would not take no for an answer. After placing me comfortably in his saddle, he tucked his trousers ihto his boots, buckled 'on my cartridge-box, shouldered my giin, and took my place in the ranks, plodding through .the sticky clay, chatting with the boys and cheering them on until nearljr dark, when he came for hi? horse to ride ahead to look for a camping ground. ,1 thanked him from the bottom l of my heart for his' kindness. His response was: “You are welcome, brave boy; good night.” The “.Topipkins Farm” was selected as a campingground for the night, where we found ores still burning, left by the rebels in the morning of the same day. During the whole evening Maj. Hayes was to be found walking through the camp, caring and looking for the comfort of his men. Count one more vote for* Hayes, Mr. Editor, and I can tell you that throughout the West, where Gov. Hayes is known, the soldiers are all as enthusiastic for htm as I am— E. Higley, in N. T. Graphic.

—Myriads of crickets have been depredating in Nevada. The Elko Independent says of their ravages; “Some weeks since a rancher in the valley, who has a water-ditch around his place, harvested a crop of 450 bushels of crickets by driving them into the water and scooping them into a sack. We considered that rather a solid cricket story, but from Bull Run Basin we learn that it is a common tiring for them to eat up all the woolen clothes they can get hold of, and artistically pile the'buttons in one place, arranging them in rows according to size. On one occasion a resident of the latter place got “Tull” and lay down on the side of the mountain to sun. In about an hour his friends instituted a search for him, and. found him bleaching in the sun with nothing but a paper collar to protect him from the heat- The crickets had eaten off all his clothes, even to his boots.” ■ • <1 ..

—4- singular story comes from Wise County, Texas. Qne forenoon the wife of a' farmer lay down on the back porch, went to deep, and dreamed. In her dream shq saw a newly dug grave in the yard; near the grave was a woman laid out in burial apparel; the woman she recognized as herself. When her husband came to dinner she related her singular dream, and gave a minute description of everything that she had seen, locating her grave in the back-yard, and the manner in which she was dressed.* Her husband thought it' Singular, but pa|d no further attention to it During the afternoon a woods-rat ran into the hbusa. The farmer snatched up an old pistol; and snappedjt at the escaping rat. While examining the treacherous fire-arm 1 ft' was accidentally dis-' charged. The ball lodged., in the wife’s brain. She fell and expired m a few moments. ' ' ‘ ‘ —A chap was arrested in Philadelphia the other day for stealing a clock. The Judge told him that as he had taken another man’s time to begin with, he could now take his own time to reflect upon it, and sent him up for three months.