CHAPTER II.

Moves to Cincinnati--Detailed to guard the forts--Meets a

secesh lady--First scout--Unexpected visit of the

Colonel--The drill--Bad report--The mischief

investigated--Attempts to discover the rogues--Innocent man

accused--The accusers skedaddle--Who got the chickens.

Shortly after I joined the regiment it moved to the city barracks in

Cincinnati, Ohio. It was the duty of the regiment at that time to guard

the fortifications that had been built to protect the cities of

Cincinnati, Covington, and Newport. Not long after we arrived at the

barracks, company "H," to which I belonged, was detailed for a three

days' tour at guarding the line of defenses. Lieutenant Downs, with a

squad consisting of three sergeants and twenty-seven men, were sent to

guard that part of the defenses known as the Three-mile Batteries. I was

one of the squad.

These batteries formed a chain of defenses running eastward from the

Licking River at a distance of two miles and a half south of the city of

Newport. Beginning near the Licking River, was situated Fort Shaler; a

mile and a half east was Fort Stuart, and a mile and a half east of that

was Beechwoods Battery.

The detail was divided into three squads, of a sergeant and nine men

each, for each of the three forts. I was one of the squad that went to

Fort Stuart. That fort being between the other two, was made

head-quarters of the officer commanding the detail.

We crossed the Ohio River on a ferry-boat to Newport, and then marched

out. When we had gone about half-way to the forts, we were met by a lady

in a carriage, who, as we passed, called out, "Hurrah for Jeff. Davis!"

We took it as a downright insult, but passed along without making any

disturbance. We soon overtook a young man, who told us where the lady

lived, who she was, and also that she was secesh, and that her

sentiments were well known in the neighborhood. She was a widow.

The next morning I asked Lieutenant Downs for the privilege of taking

three men with me to scout the neighborhood for information concerning

the secesh woman's disloyalty. He granted the request, with the

condition that we report back promptly by 2 o'clock in the afternoon. We

were allowed to take our arms with us.

We visited all the neighbors living in the immediate vicinity of the

lady's residence, and they all confirmed what we had heard of her

disloyalty. We then went to her house, but found that she was absent.

The members of her family said that she was not disloyal, but very

strongly sympathized with the secession movement. Her negroes said she

was secesh. We were treated courteously by the family, and urged to stay

to dinner, which we did. While the dinner was being prepared, we

enlivened the time by narrating our camp stories, very much to their

amusement. When we were about to take our departure, we were invited to

come the next day and bring our Lieutenant. The invitation was pressed

so hard that we promised to come.

At the hour specified, we reported to our Lieutenant, and gave him all

the information that we had gathered concerning the woman's disloyalty

and the feeling that existed against her among her neighbors. It was

determined, in consequence of the insult that we had received, and her

known sympathy with the enemy, to lay the matter before the Colonel on

our return to the regiment.

The next day was very rainy, so we did not repeat our visit as we had

promised to do. About the middle of the afternoon we were very much

surprised by the appearance at the fort of Colonel Force. Had he come in

the night it would not have surprised us, because he had become

proverbial for "making the rounds," especially in bad weather. At the

time of his arrival the Lieutenant was absent, inspecting the other

forts.

The manner of the Colonel seemed strange. He was very inquisitive about

our rations--whether they held out and whether we had had any other than

Government rations; he also inquired whether any of us had been absent

from the fort at any time. I then told him of our trip the day before.

He then inquired if we had any of us been there since, and we answered

in the negative. He then inspected our ration-boxes, and the grounds all

about the fort, examining carefully the wood-pile, fence-corners, and

bushes, evidently looking for something on the ground. After having

finished his search he did not seem satisfied, but acted as if he was

disappointed in something. We were all satisfied that "something was

up."

Having finished his inspection, he told me to get my gun and he would

drill me in the manual while he was waiting for the return of the

Lieutenant. I got along finely in all the movements until he gave the

command, "Charge--bayonet."

It being the most natural for me, I brought my piece down to my left

side, with a half-face to the left instead of to the right, as I ought

to have done.

"Not so, not so--the other way; there--fix it so," said the Colonel,

fixing it in its proper position.

"I can never charge bayonet that way."

"Hold it fast; let me try it," said he, putting his hand against the

muzzle of the piece.

"I will if I can." He pushed, and over I went to the ground. Springing

up and resuming my old position of half-face to the left, "You can't do

that again; now try."

The Colonel did try, but could not budge me. He then told me to put up

my gun. I had become extremely anxious to know what had brought him

over, and I resolved to give him a hint to that effect; so I said to

him, "Colonel, you must like the military profession _pretty well_."

"Why so? what makes you think that?"

"Because you came all the way over here from Cincinnati _just to drill

me_."

The Colonel smiled, but said nothing. By this time the Lieutenant made

his appearance. The Colonel took him out to one side and had some

private conversation, and then left. We learned from the Lieutenant that

complaint had been made at head-quarters that a squad of men from the

forts had been to Mrs. ----'s house the night before and taken

possession with fixed bayonets, and demanded meat, butter, chickens, and

potatoes, and threatened, if the articles demanded were not given them,

they would help themselves. The lady remonstrated, and finally begged of

them not to disturb her property, but all to no purpose. They then

helped themselves to such articles as they wanted, including about

thirty chickens.

The Lieutenant seemed surprised and grieved to hear such reports about

his men. He questioned us closely, as the Colonel had done, but all to

no purpose; every man denied knowing any thing about the outrage. He

searched the premises for any traces of chickens, such as offal, bones,

or feathers, but none could be found.

The lady had represented to the Colonel that the soldiers that committed

the outrage wore dark-blue blouses, and carried muskets with bayonets.

The soldiers of no other regiment about there wore that kind of uniform

or carried that kind of arms. When the Colonel left Fort Stuart, he went

over to the Beechwoods Battery, and there the same investigation was

made, but with no better result. Five of the men that accompanied me to

the lady's house were taken over to see if they would be identified as

having been there in the night, but the members of the family said they

were not among the number. It was then arranged that the members of the

family should go over to the barracks the day that we would return, and

see if they could identify the men that did the mischief, on dress

parade.

During the balance of our stay at the forts, the Lieutenant was very

strict with us, and watched narrowly every movement that we made, but

discovered no evidence of guilt. On our way back to the barracks, as we

passed through the streets of Newport and Cincinnati, we seemed to be

observed with more than usual interest, on account of the notoriety

given us by the report. Dress parade came, and with it two members of

the family, one a son of the lady, to point out the guilty soldiers.

When parade was over the companies were all dismissed but company "H."

The two persons then passed along the line, and succeeded in pointing

out _one man_. He was a man of unexceptional character, and the very

last man in the company that would have been guilty of such a thing; and

besides he had been on duty at the fort next to the river, which was

more than three miles distant from the lady's house.

Whatever suspicions the officers of the company might have had of men in

the company, they were then well convinced that an innocent man had been

wrongfully accused. The Colonel still believed that some of the men in

the company had done it. It was then arranged that the son should return

the next day and bring another member of the family--a young man that

was teaching there--and see if he would have any better success.

Passes were prohibited us for ten days. Each one of the men on detail at

the forts was examined separately, and I was called in for examination

several times. After he had questioned me over and over again about it,

I said to him, "Look here, Colonel, that would be a right smart trick

for new recruits to do, wouldn't it? Besides, they tell me, Colonel,

that you are like a comet; that you come when no man knoweth it.

Supposing that you had "made the rounds" that night, and found

Lieutenant Downs' men all gone. He would have been in a _pretty_ fix! By

and by the guard would call out, 'Halt! who comes there?' 'Chicken

thieves!' would have been the reply. _That would have been nice!_ You

would have sent _every man_ of us home in disgrace! I tell you, Colonel,

Lieutenant Downs aint so big a fool as to let his men get disgraced in

that way! He aint, indeed he aint."

The Colonel then walked his room back and forth, as if in a deep study,

and then stopped, and facing me, said: "Is this the first time you were

ever caught in a scrape of that kind?"

"You haven't caught me in _that yet_," I replied.

"That will do," said he; "you are either _innocent_ or _very well

drilled_! You can go to your quarters."

The next afternoon the two young men came over. When they arrived, the

battalion was on drill, except the new recruits. While watching the

drill, the son of the lady undertook to point out to the man that had

accompanied him the person that he had previously pointed out. That, I

thought, was not fair. I told the new recruits what was being done, and

they all began to gather around the two young men to frighten them off.

Some would cackle like hens; some crow like roosters; some pinned paper

on their coat-tails; others would slip pork rinds into their coat

pockets, and then accuse them of _stealing soap-grease from the poor

soldiers_!

It was a rougher reception than they had bargained for, and, as soon as

the crowd opened, they broke for the street and never came back again.

The "chicken scrape" is among the incidents of the past. Several of the

men of the detachment that were on the forts at that time have nobly

sacrificed their lives, and others their health, in the cause of their

country; and, however well they loved chickens, they have all since

proved themselves brave, heroic soldiers. In a future reckoning, the

depredations committed that night will vanish when weighed by the

"hurrahs for Jeff. Davis" by the lady in the carriage.

I leave the reader to draw his own conclusions, but I am inclined to

think that _somebody got the chickens_.

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