commission as captain in the army, and remained and did good service in the army as long as he lived.
He was brevetted major for gallant conduct at the battle of Plattsburg, and afterwards received a commission as lieutenant-colonel.
He once told me a little incident of his experience during the war. A company of sailors had been drafted for service in the fleet on the lakes, and were to march under his command from the North End of Boston to go into camp at Roxbury.
They marched through Hanover and down Court streets, and on reaching Washington street he gave the order, Right wheel.
Whether as sailors they did not understand the order, or the strong breeze coming up State street with its familiar smell of the sea attracted them, the order shouted out with all his strength was disregarded, and they continued to head straight for Long wharf.
His old instincts as a sailor prompted him, and with a yell as from a speaking-trumpet came the order, Luff, d—n you, luff!
This they unders