For several days, in snow and rain, General Schofield's little army had crouched in its hastily constructed defenses at Columbia, ...

This is a simple story of a battle; such a tale as may be told by a soldier who is no writer to a reader who is no soldier. The mo...

In the spring of the year 1862 General Buell's big army lay in camp, licking itself into shape for the campaign which resulted in the ...

In the year 1861 Barr Lassiter, a young man of twenty-two, lived with his parents and an elder sister near Carthage, Tennessee. The family...

To the south of where the road between Leesville and Hardy, in the State of Missouri, crosses the east fork of May Creek stands an aba...

A man stepped out of the darkness into the little illuminated circle about our failing camp-fire and seated himself upon a rock. &...

Captain Parrol Hartroy stood at the advanced post of his picket-guard, talking in low tones with the sentinel. This post was on a turn...

On the road leading north from Manchester, in eastern Kentucky, to Booneville, twenty miles away, stood, in 1862, a wooden plantation ...

Northwestwardly from Indian Hill, about nine miles as the crow flies, is Macarger's Gulch. It is not much of a gulch -- a mere dep...

I For a part of the distance between Auburn and Newcastle the road -- first on one side of a creek and then on the other -- occupi...

"In order to take that train," said Colonel Levering, sitting in the Waldorf-Astoria hotel, "you will have to remain ne...

A Story that is Untrue It was a singularly sharp night, and clear as the heart of a diamond. Clear nights have a trick of being ke...

1. Statement of Joel Hetman, Jr. I am the most unfortunate of men. Rich, respected, fairly well educated and of sound health -- wi...

The time, a pleasant Sunday afternoon in the early autumn of 1861. The place, a forest's heart in the mountain region of southwest...

It is well known that the old Manton house is haunted. In all the rural district near about, and even in the town of Marshall, a mile ...

I It is of veritabyll report, and attested of so many that there be nowe of wyse and learned none to gaynsaye it, that ye serpente...

For many years there lived near the town of Gallipolis, Ohio, an old man named Herman Deluse. Very little was known of his history, fo...

By those of my friends who happen to know that I sometimes amuse myself with hypnotism, mind reading and kindred phenomena, I am frequ...

I. How Trees Are Felled in China A half-mile north from Jo. Dunfer's, on the road from Hutton's to Mexican Hill, the highw...

One morning in July, 1854, a planter named Williamson, living six miles from Selma, Alabama, was sitting with his wife and a child on ...