Last night a
sentinel on one of the picket posts halted a stump and demanded the
countersign. No response being made, he fired. The entire Fifteenth Indiana
sprang to arms; the cannoniers gathered about their guns, and a thousand eyes
peered into the darkness to get a glimpse of the approaching enemy. But the
stump, evidently intimidated by the first shot, did not advance, and so the
Hoosiers returned again to their couches, to dream, doubtless, of the subject
of a song very common now in camp,to wit:
"Old Governor Wise,
With his goggle eyes."
SOURCE: John
Beatty, The Citizen-soldier: Or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, p. 64
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