<h2>OLD ABE.</h2>
<p class="center">“I’d rather capture Old Abe,” said Gen. Sterling Price, of the
Confederate Army, “than a whole brigade.”</p>
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<p>LD ABE” was the live
war Eagle which accompanied
the Eighth Wisconsin
regiment during
the War of the Rebellion. Much of a
more or less problematical character
has been written about him, but what
we regard as authentic we shall present
in this article. Old Abe was a
fine specimen of the Bald Eagle, very
like the one figured in this number of
<span class="smcap">Birds</span>. Various stories are told of his
capture, but the most trustworthy account
is that Chief Sky, a Chippewa
Indian, took him from the nest while
an Eaglet. The nest was found on a
pine tree in the Chippewa country, about
three miles from the mouth of the
Flambeau, near some rapids in the
river. He and another Indian cut the
tree down, and, amid the menaces of
the parent birds, secured two young
Eagles about the size of Prairie Hens.
One of them died. The other, which
lived to become historical, was sold to
Daniel McCann for a bushel of corn.
McCann carried it to Eau Claire, and
presented it to a company then being
organized as a part of the Eighth
Wisconsin Infantry.</p>
<p>What more appropriate emblem than
the American Bald-headed Bird could
have been thus selected by the patriots
who composed this regiment of freemen!
The Golden Eagle (of which
we shall hereafter present a splendid
specimen,) with extended wings, was
the ensign of the Persian monarchs,
long before it was adopted by the
Romans. And the Persians borrowed
the symbol from the Assyrians. In
fact, the symbolical use of the Eagle
is of very remote antiquity. It was
the insignia of Egypt, of the Etruscans,
was the sacred bird of the Hindoos,
and of the Greeks, who connected him
with Zeus, their supreme deity. With
the Scandinavians the Eagle is the
bird of wisdom. The double-headed
Eagle was in use among the Byzantine
emperors, “to indicate their claims to
the empire of both the east and the
west.” It was adopted in the 14th
century by the German emperors.
The arms of Prussia were distinguished
by the Black Eagle, and
those of Poland by the White. The
great Napoleon adopted it as the emblem
of Imperial France.</p>
<p>Old Abe was called by the soldiers
the “new recruit from Chippewa,”
and sworn into the service of the
United States by encircling his neck
with red, white, and blue ribbons, and
by placing on his breast a rosette of
colors, after which he was carried by
the regiment into every engagement
in which it participated, perched upon
a shield in the shape of a heart. A
few inches above the shield was a
grooved crosspiece for the Eagle to
rest upon, on either end of which were
three arrows. When in line Old Abe
was always carried on the left of the
color bearer, in the van of the regiment.
The color bearer wore a belt
to which was attached a socket for the
end of the staff, which was about five
feet in length. Thus the Eagle was
high above the bearer’s head, in plain
sight of the column. A ring of leather
was fastened to one of the Eagle’s legs
to which was connected a strong hemp
cord about twenty feet long.</p>
<p>Old Abe was the hero of about
twenty-five battles, and as many
skirmishes. Remarkable as it may
appear, not one bearer of the flag, or
of the Eagle, always shining marks for
the enemy’s rifles, was ever shot down.
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Once or twice Old Abe suffered the
loss of a few feathers, but he was never
wounded.</p>
<p>The great bird enjoyed the excitement
of carnage. In battle he flapped
his wings, his eyes blazed, and with
piercing screams, which arose above
the noise of the conflict, seemed to
urge the company on to deeds of valor.</p>
<p>David McLane, who was the first
color bearer to carry him into battle,
said:</p>
<p>“Old Abe, like all old soldiers,
seemed to dread the sound of musketry
but with the roll of artillery he appeared
to be in his glory. Then he
screamed, spread his wings at every
discharge, and reveled in the roar and
smoke of the big guns.” A correspondent
who watched him closely said
that when a battle had fairly begun
Old Abe jumped up and down on his
perch with such wild and fearful
screams as an eagle alone can utter.
The louder the battle, the fiercer and
wilder were his screams.</p>
<p>Old Abe varied his voice in accord
with his emotions. When surprised
he whistled a wild melody of a melancholy
softness; when hovering over
his food he gave a spiteful chuckle;
when pleased to see an old friend he
seemed to say: “How do you do?”
with a plaintive cooing. In battle his
scream was wild and commanding, a
succession of five or six notes with a
startling trill that was inspiring to
the soldiers. Strangers could not approach
or touch him with safety,
though members of the regiment who
treated him with kindness were cordially
recognized by him. Old Abe
had his particular friends, as well as
some whom he regarded as his enemies.
There were men in the company whom
he would not permit to approach him.
He would fly at and tear them with
his beak and talons. But he would
never fight his bearer. He knew his
own regiment from every other, would
always accompany its cheer, and never
that of any other regiment.</p>
<p>Old Abe more than once escaped,
but was always lured by food to return.
He never seemed disposed to depart to
the blue empyrean, his ancestral home.</p>
<p>Having served three years, a portion
of the members of Company C were
mustered out, and Old Abe was presented
to the state of Wisconsin. For
many years, on occasions of public
exercise or review, like other illustrious
veterans, he excited in parade universal
and enthusiastic attention.</p>
<p>He occupied pleasant quarters in the
State Capitol at Madison, Wisconsin,
until his death at an advanced age.</p>
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