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Curtis horse surprise.--W. D. Gleason of Wyoming, Jones County, a member of the Curtis Horse, and who was in Major Schaeffer's command when surprised by the rebels, relates the following incidents in a letter published in the Anamosa Eureka: Just before sundown the alarm was given, and we were ordered to saddle as quickly as possible. We did so, but were hardly in time. I saddled my horse as quickly as possible, but when trying to bridle him, he stubbornly refused to open his mouth. I finally forced the bits into his mouth, untied him, and mounted. The enemy were then close upon us, and when I reached the road, they were within two and a half rods of me, and yelling like fiends. They called upon me to surrender, and as I gave no heed to their cries, fired; but luckily for me, their aim was poor, and I escaped without a wound, although one shot went through my blouse. After reaching the road I put spurs to my horse and flew like lightning along the road. I ran about a
A bet lost. --The Wheat Crop.--The reader will remember that some weeks ago we stated a bet had been offered and accepted that a certain field of wheat in Jones county would not average thirty bushels to the acre. It is a lost bet. The worst part of the field has been gathered, and the average is over thirty-one bushels. A half-doxen bottles of pure Jones county Calawha were lost and won in that way. The yield of wheat in Middle Georgia is enormous — beyond all precedent. Planters who heretofore have been gathering 300 bushels are now harvesting 2,000. The belief is that wheat enough for two or three years have been produced.--Macon Telegraph.
a part of his booty. On the cavalry hastened, having already learned pretty accurately that the number of the enemy did not exceed two hundred; while by some it was estimated at one hundred and twenty-five. Before starting, Col. Robinson had secured the services and co-operation of a prudent and reliable guide, who is as remarkable for his sound, discretion and incorruptible patriotism as to his unassuming valor and gentlemanly deportment — we allude to Lt. John Netherone Sheriff of Jones county. It was now late, about midnight — our cavalry drew near to John Gifiet's, and were met by a negro, who informed them that the Yankees had his master in irons, and, with his family, had him crucified in a room up stairs, and begged them to go to his relief. The enemy's force was shown — not superior if equal to our own.--The plan of the house and the grounds was clearly ascertained from their intelligent guide. The house was situated in a square field, which was enclosed by an ordinary<