INCIDENT NO. 8.

While the regiment lay at Kelly's Ford, before the Gettysburg

campaign, we were paid off. Being in arrear of pay, we received quite

a boodle of money. The communication between our army and Washington,

by way of Aquia Creek, was temporary and somewhat uncertain. Trains of

forage, and ambulances, were sent through attended by a heavy guard.

After getting paid, the men were desirous of sending their surplus

money home. It would go by Adams' Express, from Aquia. Our chaplain,

(Seage,) a brave, good man, volunteered to carry it to Aquia Creek. An

ambulance train was going to make the trip, heavily guarded; the

chaplain was to accompany it. The train left very early in the morning

without the chaplain. But, nothing daunted, he followed on, expecting

soon to overtake it. About four miles out he had to cross a swale with

corduroy road. Just across was timber; and on approaching the timber,

he saw two men step from behind trees, and at the same time ordered

him to approach. He wheeled his horse, and in turning around one of

the would-be robbers fired on him, hitting him in one wrist. This did

not stop him. They yelled to him to halt, and at the same time fired

again, hitting him in the shoulder. But the knowing mare carried her

brave rider to the rear, and out of danger. He threw himself on his

faithful horse's neck, and clung there until the faithful animal

galloped into camp, weak with loss of blood, but with a brave heart

still palpitating. A detail of cavalry was immediately sent out, but

with no result. Our brave chaplain was kindly cared for, and

eventually recovered, but badly crippled. He risked his life to save

the boys' money. Our money was returned to us, and we had to carry it

through the Gettysburg fight. My share of money sent was four hundred

dollars. I had it in my pocket when I was wounded, after, at

Gettysburg. I was a prisoner for a few minutes, but the noble Sixth

Army Corps made it such a necessity to the Johnnies to git, they had

no time to scoop us in. Brave old corps, I remember you with

gratitude.

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