Identifier: historyofeightys00prow_0 (find matches)
Title: History of the Eighty-seventh Regiment, Pennsylvania Volunteers, prepared from official records, diaries, and other authentic sources of information
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Prowell, George Reeser, 1849-1928
Subjects: United States. Army. Pennsylvania Infantry Regiment, 87th (1861-1865)
Publisher: York, Pa., Press of the York daily
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress

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federacy,and had become the worst bushwhackers of the Civil War. Someof them had gone so far as to destroy the homes and firesidesof their neighbors who were Union sympathizers. Many hadfled from the valley when the 87th reached there on November 8. Col. Schall was requested to ask for forty volunteers from hisregiment, who were to accompany a noted Union scout, by thename of Slaton and do whatever he demanded of them. Theobject of sending this party was to make a careful searchthroughout the valley, capture all bushwhackers they mightcome across and lay waste their homes. Slaton and his menstarted early in the morning of November 10. While standingon a porch talking to a farmer and his wife, bang went a rifle inthe hands of a bushwhacker a few hundred yards away. Theball passed through the crowd and imbedded itself in the weath-er-boarding of the house. Then they started in pursuit of theman who fired the shot but he escaped. They divided themselves into two squads, scoured the coun-
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— 41 — try and burned the houses of two of the worst guerrillas, knownto Slaton who had been a resident of the valley. They found adepot of supplies belonging to the enemy, containing some hams,about 1200 pounds of butter and some honey, and they capturedone rebel scout. One of the last places that they stopped was at the house ofthe leader of a noted band of guerrillas. He was not at home,but his wife, a comely woman of fair intelligence and pleasantmanners met the men at the front door step. Where is your husband? inquired Slaton in stern tones. He is not at home, she responded. Your husband is the head of a gang of bushwhackers, re-plied the leader of the scouting party, and we must punish himfor what he is doing. What you say may be true, but why should I suffer for hisconduct? And then with all the fervor of her womanly nature,she plead with them not to apply the torch. The stern heartof Slaton was touched. Turning to his associates, he said: Come along boys. Let the house st

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