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Updated: May 11, 2025
The scene following their volley almost defies description. The horses attached to caissons not only tore down and through the ascending National battle-line, but Colonel then Lieutenant Hasbrouck saw several teams dash over the knoll toward the Confederate regiment, that opened ranks to let them pass.
She began with the letter which was as characteristic of the writer as all the others she had had from his hand; as witness: You probably remember the Hasbrouck murder, or, perhaps, you don't; it being one of a time previous to your interest in such matters. But whether you remember it or not, I beg you to read the accompanying summary with due care and attention to business.
Hasbrouck, a well known and highly respected citizen, was attacked in his room by an unknown assailant, and shot dead before assistance could reach him. His murderer escaped, and the problem offered to the police was how to identify this person who, by some happy chance or by the exercise of the most remarkable forethought, had left no traces behind him, or any clue by which he could be followed.
"Yeh jest oughta heard!" repeated the other, and he arranged himself to tell his tidings. The others made an excited circle. "Well, sir, th' colonel met your lieutenant right by us it was damnedest thing I ever heard an' he ses: 'Ahem! ahem! he ses. 'Mr. Hasbrouck! he ses, 'by th' way, who was that lad what carried th' flag? he ses. There, Flemin', what d' yeh think 'a that?
But as the American advance continued he saw that he would be caught in a trap and ground to pieces between Shafter and Sampson. So he made up his mind to the desperate chance of slipping out and trying to run past the American squadron. H. C. Hasbrouck. Louis." A Transport. "Suwanee." "Vixen." At 9.30 on the morning of the 3d the lookout on the "Texas" saw smoke rising above Morro Castle.
To prevent a further mischance of this nature, I will introduce at once the above mentioned account. No man in all New York was ever more interested than myself in the Hasbrouck affair, when it was the one and only topic of interest at a period when news was unusually scarce.
"What's the trouble, Corporal?" inquired the latest arrival. "Mr. Prescott reports that two or more persons attempted to run across his post, sir. He overtook one, who stumbled. Mr. Prescott was guarding his prisoner as I arrived, sir, and that was the prisoner!" Corporal Hasbrouck pointed in disdain at the stuffed figure that he had hauled out from under the bushes and Dick's bayonet.
So novel were the scenes of war at that time that the Confederates were as much astonished as the members of the batteries left alive, and at first did not advance, although it was evident that there were, at the moment, none to oppose them. The storm of Rebel bullets had ranged so low that Lieutenant Hasbrouck and Captain Griffin owed their safety to the fact that they were mounted.
Zabriskie," remarked the inspector formerly mentioned as friendly to him, "such old servants as those kept by Mr. Hasbrouck do not leave the front door ajar at twelve o'clock at night." "Yet ajar it was," repeated the blind doctor, with quiet emphasis; "and finding it so, I went in. When I came out again, I closed it. Do you wish me to swear to what I say? If so, I am ready."
As the other sentry on number three fell in, and Dodge stepped out to take up his vigil, Corporal Hasbrouck gave added instructions to the new and untried sentry. "Sometimes, Mr. Dodge, this post has been known to be about as dangerous as one in war time." "Yes, sir, answered Dodge respectfully, as he was bound to.
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