Interrogation

“Whar’s that damn Yankee Lieutenant?” barked the Rebel Sergeant.             Reuben struggled to his feet. His stomach still churned from the half-cooked Confederate cornmeal of the night before. He’d been up half the night tending to the wounded Cronin. They had finally fallen asleep about the same time. His back ached from sleeping on theContinue reading “Interrogation”

Andersonville

Marble markers in a row, With Old Glory hanging low. In final rest, these heroes lie, Underneath the Georgia sky. Where they suffer never more, Victims of the Gods of War. Living in the Georgia dirt, Blackened face, ragged shirt. Life no better than the hogs, Hunted down by Wirz’s dogs. To drink the waterContinue reading “Andersonville”

Company I History

Third Iowa Cavalry                During the summer of 1861, a com­pany of cavalry was organized at Centerville by Capt. T. J. Taylor. Our company was first called “Mounted Riflemen” and was in the state service for the protection of the border coun­ties. A duty which was afterwards assumed by Capt. D. A. Spooner and hisContinue reading “Company I History”

Ride the High Lonesome

If I could ride the High Lonesome Trail, I’d choose the right path and I’d never fail. Wending my way through washes and rocks, And not give a care for cell phones or clocks. I’d gaze at the mountains in wonderous awe, The prettiest picture that I ever saw. Fed by the rain and warmedContinue reading “Ride the High Lonesome”