Military

Capt. S. N. Misner was sitting tiled? back clean office of the Sheridan House, feeling for chance breezes as they came through the open windows from off

Judge Joseph J. O’Neil Commander of the Department of Ohio G.A.R. visited Ironton last week and took part in a glorious campfire and a happy reception.

We had our old friend Frank Fullerton a little talk this week by way of continuing these “Narrow Escapes.” Frank was a member of Company B 5th West

We talked the other day with Capt. A. J. Brattin (now Constable Brattin) on the subject of the Guyandotte, WV capture

Daniel Woolum of Vesuvius Furnace called at the Register office last week to order his paper for another year and having performed the righteous duty

James Roberts was a member of Company C 4th Ohio Cavalry. Upon a request from the Register man for a ‘Narrow Escape.’ Mr. Roberts told of an incident in

Frank Fox was riding along Fourth Street and the Register reporter jumped into the vehicle and took a ride with him.

At Middleport the other day we met Thomas Baker, formerly of the 2nd Ohio Cavalry. He carries an armless sleeve and we asked him where this calamity

Henry C. Boyer of Etna Furnace was in town the other day and the Register reporter had a peasant talk with him. Henry is a fine-looking German fellow

Our old German fellow citizen, Charles Tomer, did splendid service for his adopted country. He was in the 14th Kentucky Infantry

John A. Jones was going to Cincinnati on his way to take his place, on the U.S. Grand Jury, and stopped at the Register office to get a paper to read

The Register man got after W. S. Merrill, this week, for a “Narrow Escape.” He said he thought it a very “Narrow Escape”

Our distinguished friend, Hugh Willis, was in town last Saturday, and the Register cornered him for a narrow escape. Now, there is not trouble getting information from Comrade Willis.

John Means said “There stands General McCausland.”
A cold chill began to creep along our spinal cord, but instantly remembering the war was over, and

“I sheltered myself behind a rail fence about three rails high. It afforded very little protection really, but for some reason, I thought it did, and I banged away from my seven-shooter at every head I observed above the earthworks of the enemy. There was a tolerably clear space in front, and I shot away quite oblivious that I was a better mark for them than they were for me. It was at this moment that occurred the narrow escape which you asked for, and which I promised you should not be thrilling. I had observed one particular head sticking up above the earthworks every little while, and I was intent on getting a shot at that head.