A Good Story

"The most desperate personal act I svitnessd during the war was performed by a Wisoousin eavalryman, ' ' said C. J. Hilton of Madison. "It was at Fleetwood Hill, and the man discounted the capture made at Ciudad Eodrigo by Charles O'Malley's man, Mickey Free. The Wisconsin man rode out between two great oavalry foroes - Union and Coniederate - and attacked a lieutenant and two men belonging to Jeb Stuart's forcé, and after a hand to hand saber fight, lasting fnlly ten minutes, captured th three and brought them in. It was the prettiest fight of the kind I ever saw, and the Wisconsin trooper was cheered by every man on our side who witnessed his act and by some of Stuart's riders. I don't know who the man was, but aiy recollection is that he belonged to the Second Wisconsin. ' ' A man who wore the Loyal Legión button said he did not think the Second Wisconsin was in the fight with Stuart at Brandy Station and Fleetwood Hill. He asked for the story, however: I was a member of the Eighth New York," said Mr. Hilton, "and our regiment was part of the eavalry command sent under Pleasonton to look up Jeb Stuart just before Gettysburg. We fonnd Stuart - yellow sash, black hat plumes, gold spurs and all that - at Brandy Station, and with him were all his riders. The fight was a bot one, and we came very uear being beautifully whipped, although we claimed the victory on the1 ground that we learned what we wanted to know - where Stuart was and what Lee was about. Some of the heaviest fighting of the day was at a spot called Fleetwood Hill, and itwas tb. ere that the Wisconsin troopei captured his three men. "We had been at it hamnier and tougs for two or three hours, whei! there came one of those let ups you aM tiave seen - for all the world like two julldogs looking for a fresh hold. While aoth sides were waiting for the order to advance a Confedérate lieutenant and ;wo inen rode out frora their tents, znoving toward us as if searching for something on the field. Everybody on our side watohed them and wondered what tbey were looking for. The two ines were fully two-thirds of a mile apart, and the three had got about a ;hird of the way across toward ns. Then over on the right of our line was a stir and conimotion, and the excitement spread aloiig until it reached us. "The right of our line was concealed rom us by a little grove of oak trees. A trooper in blue, inounted on a big bay ;hat looked and carried himself like a horoughbred, was riding out to meet hose three men in gray. He sat on his ïorse like a riding school masteff When within 100 yards of Stuart's three men ie halted, saluted with his saber and ropped his oarbine and revolver. The three men from the other side had been .. i v Ajj.jf-, jjjín. ttiin, uiauciijaijuiilg lüt) challenge, dropped tlieir arrus. "Then carne the fight. It was a saber contest, with three against one. That Wisconsin man disarmed that lieutenant in frwo passes, bamstrung the horse of another and put his blade through the shoulder of the third. He brought the three into our lines. "Whatdoyou think of that?" he concluded. "The story is all right, " said one of the listeners, "but I don't think vou