. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . one of the prisonersjust captured—a man even taller thanBurgoyne and somewhat heavier inframe — altogether quite a majestic fel-low. Catching Burgoynes brogue, hebroke out Hey, ye spalpeen, say whatare yez doing in the Rebel army? Quickas a flash, Burgoyne retorted, Be-dad,aint an Irishman a freeman? HaventI as good a right to fight for the Rebsas ye have to fight for tlie Yanks ? Oh yes! sung out the Federal The Belligerent Irishman. Iri
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . one of the prisonersjust captured—a man even taller thanBurgoyne and somewhat heavier inframe — altogether quite a majestic fel-low. Catching Burgoynes brogue, hebroke out Hey, ye spalpeen, say whatare yez doing in the Rebel army? Quickas a flash, Burgoyne retorted, Be-dad,aint an Irishman a freeman? HaventI as good a right to fight for the Rebsas ye have to fight for tlie Yanks ? Oh yes! sung out the Federal The Belligerent Irishman. Irishman, I know yez now yeve turned your ugly mug to me. I had the plizure of kicking yez out from behind Maryes wall that time Sedgwick lammed yer brigade out o there. Yer a liar! shouted out Pat, and Ill jis knock j^er teeth down yer ougly throat for that same lie, and, suiting the action to the word, hevaulted lightly over the gun, and before we had time to realize the extremeabsurdity of the thing the two had squared oil against each other in the mostapproved style and the first blow had passed, for the Federal Irishman wasas good grit as AMERICAN HEROISM. 321 Just as the two men were about to rush to close quarters, but before anyblood had been drawn in the round, 1 noticed that the right hst of the Federalgladiator was gory, and the next movement revealed the stumps of two shat-tered fingers, which he was aliout to drive full into Burgoynes face. Hold, I cried, your mans wounded. In an instant Burgoynesfists fell. Youre a trump. Pat, give me your well hand. said he. Well fightthis out some other time. I didnt see ye were hurt. I question if the exquisite humor of this incident has ever been scene is as vivid before me now as if it had occurred yesterday, andit will serve to set off and to complete my verification of George Greersunparalleled capture. Just as this intensest climax of the great battle was happily avoided, amember of Geneial Earlys sta
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