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John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, June, 1862. (search)
She replied Pudin‘ an‘ tame. So I called her Pudin‘, and she became very angry, so angry indeed that she cried. The other little girls laughed heartily, and called her Pudin‘ also, and then asked my name. I answered John Smith; they insisted then that Pudin‘ was my wife, and called her Pudin‘ Smith. This made Pudin‘ furious, and she abused her companions and me terribly; but John Smith invested a little money in cherries, and thus pacified Pudin‘, and so got to Louisville without getting his hair pulled. I saw no more of Pudin‘ until she got off the cars at Elizabethtown. Going up to her, we shook hands, and I said, Good-by, Pudin‘. She hung her head for a moment, and tried to look angry, but finally breaking into a laugh she said, I do n't like you at all any way, good-by. June, 27 Reached Huntsville. The regiment in good condition, boys well; weather hot. General Buell arrived last night. McCook's Division is here; Nelson, Crittenden, and Wood on
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, March, 1863. (search)
The weather is remarkably fine to-day. I saw Mrs. and Major-General McCook and Mrs. and Major-General Wood going out to the battle-field, on horseback, this morning. Mrs. General Rosecrans arrivedpossibly a little too bulky. R. S. Granger is a little man, with a heavy, light sandy mustache. Wood is a small man, short and slim, with dark complexion, and black whiskers. Crittenden, the majorghe cavalryman, is of good size, gentlemanly in bearing, light complexion, brown hair. McCook and Wood swear like pirates, and affect the roughand-ready style. Rousseau is given to profanity somewhat experience. Rousseau is brave, but knows little of military science. McCook is a chucklehead. Wood and Crittenden know how to blow their own horns exceedingly well. Major-General Thomas is tall,and is a gentlemanly, modest, reliable soldier. Rosecrans and McCook shave clean; Crittenden and Wood go the whole whisker; Thomas shaves the upper lip. Rosecrans' nose is large, and curves down; Rou
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, May, 1863. (search)
of Wilson's bridle between his teeth and holds it tightly, as if determined that the speed of the Adjutant's horse should be regulated by his own. My black is also in excellent condition, and certainly very fast. My race has not yet come off. May, 23 Received a box of catawba wine and pawpaw brandy from Colonel James G. Jones, half of which I was requested to deliver to General Rosecrans, and the other half keep to drink to the Colonel's health, which at present is very poor. Colonel Gus Wood called this afternoon. He is one of those who were captured on the railroad train near Lavergne, 10th of last April, and has returned to camp via Tullahoma, Chattanooga, and Richmond. He says the rebel troops are in good condition and good spirits; thinks there is an immense force in our front, and that it would not be advisable to advance. The enlisted men of the Third are at Annapolis, Maryland, and will soon be at Camp Chase, Ohio. The officers are in Libby. The box of ci
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, June, 1863. (search)
e a large number of spectators, including a few ladies. I was introduced to General Wood for tile first time, although I have known him by sight, and known of him well, for months. Many officers of Wood's and Negley's divisions were present. After the review, and while the troops were leaving the field, Colonel Ducat, Inspectore insisted, could beat any thing on the ground, took place in the line. McCook, Wood, Loomis, and many others, stopped to witness the race. The horses were all paceished personages Generals Rosecrans, Thomas, Crittenden, Rousseau, Sheridan, and Wood. The weather was favorable, and the review a success. In the evening, a large t Negley's quarters, where lunch and punch were provided in abundance. Generals Wood and Crittenden, of the Twentyfirst Army Corps, claimed that I did not beat er, been talking with ladies, and being a diffident man, was possibly blushing. Wood persisted that the Twenty-first Corps could not be beaten in a horse-race, and t
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, August, 1863. (search)
Met Captain Gaunther. He has been relieved from duty here, and ordered to Washington. He is an excellent officer, and deserves a higher position than he holds at present. I thought, from the very affectionate manner with which he clung to my hand and squeezed it, that possibly, in taking leave of his friends, he had burdened himself with that oat which is said to be one too many Hobart says that Scribner calls him Hobart up to two glasses, and further on in his cups ycleps him Hogan. Wood had a bout with the enemy at Chattanooga yesterday; he on the north side and they on the south side of the river. Johnson is said to have reinforced Bragg, and the enemy is supposed to be strong in our front. Rosecrans was at Bridgeport yesterday looking over the ground, when a sharpshooter blazed away at him, and put a bullet in a tree near which the General and his son were standing. August, 24 Deserters are coming in almost every day. They report that secret societies exist in the
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, September, 1863. (search)
ng up scattered detachments of a dozen different commands, I filled up an unoccupied space on the ridge between Harker, of Wood's division, on the left, and Brannan, on the right, and this point we held obstinately until sunset. Colonel Stoughton, Ehunder, as of a thousand anvils, still goes on in our front. Men fall around us like leaves in autumn. Thomas, Garfield, Wood, and others are in consultation below the hill just in rear of Harker. The approaching troops are said to be ours, and wethat disorganized bodies of men are coming rapidly from the left, in regiments, companies, squads, and singly. I meet General Wood, and ask if I shall not halt and reorganize them. He tells me to do so; but I find the task impossible. They do not us as we approached our own line, but the darkness saved us. Near eight o'clock in the evening I ascertained, from General Wood, that the army had been ordered to fall back to Rossville, and I started at once to inform Colonel Stoughton and other