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, and undertake to sleep; but you have already slept too much, and you get up and smoke again, look over an old paper, yawn, throw the paper down, and conclude it is confoundedly dull. Jack brings in dinner. You see somebody passing; it is Captain Clayson, the Judge-Advocate, and you cry out: Hold on, Captain; come in and have a bite of dinner. He concludes to do so. Being a judge-advocate he talks law, and impresses you with the idea that every other judge-advocate has in some respects been faulty; but he has taken pains to master his duties perfectly, and makes no mistakes. Pretty soon Major Shane drops in, and you ask him to dine; but he has just been to dinner, and thanks you. Observing Captain Clayson, he asks how the business of the courtmartial progresses, and says: By the way, Captain, the sentence in that quarter-master's case was disapproved because the record was defective. The Captain blushes. He made up the record, and it strikes him the Major's remark is very unt
John Beatty (search for this): chapter 31
mud without a murmur, trusting to accidents for shelter and subsistence. During the whole march, whenever I encountered your command, I found all the officers at their proper places and the men in admirable order. This is the true test, and I pronounce your division one of the best ordered in the service. I wish you all honor and success in your career, and shall deem myself most fortunate if the incidents of war bring us together again. Be kind enough to say to General Morgan, General Beatty, and Colonel McCook, your brigade commanders, that I have publicly and privately commended their brigades, and that I stand prepared, at all times, to assist them in whatever way lies in my power. I again thank you personally, and beg to subscribe myself, Your sincere friend, W. T. Sherman, Major-General. Colonel Van Vleck, Seventy-eight Illinois, was kind enough in his report to say: In behalf of the entire regiment I tender to the general commanding the brigade, my
tween the states is about forty yards from where I sit. On our way hither, we saw many things to remind us of the Confederate army-villages of log huts, chimneys, old clothing, and miles of rifle pits. November, 27 Just a moment ago I asked Wilson the day of the week, and he astonished me by saying it was Sunday. It is the first time I ever passed a Sabbath, from daylight to dark, without knowing it. Wilson lies on his cot to-night a disappointed man. His application for a leave was dWilson lies on his cot to-night a disappointed man. His application for a leave was disapproved. I am quartered in a log hut; a blanket over the doorway excludes the damp air and the cold blasts. The immense chinks, or rather lack of immense chinks, in various parts of the edifice, leave abundance of room for the admission of light. There are no windows, but this is fortunate, for if there were, they, like the door, would need covering, and blankets are scarce. The fire-place, however, is grand, and would be creditable to a castle. The forest in which we are encamped,
John Thomas (search for this): chapter 31
uded was the one the Lieutenant sought. A heavy and rather dull woman, who stood leaning against the wall, I set down as a dependent or servant in the family. Beg pardon, madam, is this the direct road to Shallow Ford? Yes, sir, the straight road. Won't you take a seat? Thank you, no. Good evening. Trotting along over the road which Mrs. Calisspe said was straight, but which, in fact, was exceedingly crooked, we came finally to the camp of the Thirteenth Michigan, a regiment which General Thomas supposes to be engaged in cutting saw-logs, when, in truth, its principal business is strolling about the country stealing chickens. It is, however, known as the saw-log regiment. On our return from Shallow Ford, as we approached Mrs. Calisspe's, we saw her handsome daughter on the porch inspecting a side-saddle, and concluded from this that the gallant Lieutenant's application had been successful, and that she proposed to accompany him to the ball on horseback. As we galloped by t
Dan McCook (search for this): chapter 31
, trusting to accidents for shelter and subsistence. During the whole march, whenever I encountered your command, I found all the officers at their proper places and the men in admirable order. This is the true test, and I pronounce your division one of the best ordered in the service. I wish you all honor and success in your career, and shall deem myself most fortunate if the incidents of war bring us together again. Be kind enough to say to General Morgan, General Beatty, and Colonel McCook, your brigade commanders, that I have publicly and privately commended their brigades, and that I stand prepared, at all times, to assist them in whatever way lies in my power. I again thank you personally, and beg to subscribe myself, Your sincere friend, W. T. Sherman, Major-General. Colonel Van Vleck, Seventy-eight Illinois, was kind enough in his report to say: In behalf of the entire regiment I tender to the general commanding the brigade, my sincere thanks for h
rops in, and you ask him to dine; but he has just been to dinner, and thanks you. Observing Captain Clayson, he asks how the business of the courtmartial progresses, and says: By the way, Captain, the sentence in that quarter-master's case was disapproved because the record was defective. The Captain blushes. He made up the record, and it strikes him the Major's remark is very untimely. It is dull! November, 30 Took a ten-mile ride this afternoon. Two miles from camp I met Lieutenant Platt, one of my aids. He had asked permission in the morning to go into the country to secure a lady for a dance, which is to take place a night or two hence. I asked: Where have you been, Lieutenant? At Mrs. Calisspe's, the house on the left, yonder. I did not, of course, ask if he had been successful in his mission; but as I approached the little frame in which Mrs. Calisspe resided, I thought I would drop in and see what sort of a woman had drawn the Lieutenant so far from camp. Knoc
, drills, parades — the old story over and over again; the usual number of corn-cakes eaten, of pipes smoked, of papers respectfully forwarded, of how-do-ye-do's to colonels, captains, lieutenants, and soldiers. You put on your hat and take a short wall. It does you no good. Returning you lie down on the cot, and undertake to sleep; but you have already slept too much, and you get up and smoke again, look over an old paper, yawn, throw the paper down, and conclude it is confoundedly dull. Jack brings in dinner. You see somebody passing; it is Captain Clayson, the Judge-Advocate, and you cry out: Hold on, Captain; come in and have a bite of dinner. He concludes to do so. Being a judge-advocate he talks law, and impresses you with the idea that every other judge-advocate has in some respects been faulty; but he has taken pains to master his duties perfectly, and makes no mistakes. Pretty soon Major Shane drops in, and you ask him to dine; but he has just been to dinner, and thanks
Longstreet (search for this): chapter 31
ng from Knoxville, we passed a farm house which stood near the roadside. Three young women were standing at the gate, and appeared to be in excellent spirits. Captain Wager inquired if they had heard from Knoxville. O yes, they answered, General Longstreet has captured Knoxville and all of General Burnside's men. Indeed, said the Captain; what about Chattanooga? Well, we heard that Bragg had moved back to Dalton. You have not heard, then, that Bragg was whipped; lost sixty pieces of artillery and many thousand men? O no! You have not heard that Longstreet was defeated at Knoxville, and compelled to fall back with heavy loss? No, no; we don't believe a word of it. A man, who came from Knoxville and knows all about it, says that you uns are retreating now as fast as you can. You can't whip our fellers. Well, ladies, said the Captain, I am glad to see you feeling so well under adverse circumstances. Good-by. The girls were evidently determined that the Yank should not decei
fortune to have attached to me the corps of General Howard, and the division commanded by yourself. I now desire to thank you personally and officially for the handsome manner in which you and your command have borne themselves throughout. You led in the pursuit of Bragg's army on the route designated for my command, and I admired the skill with which you handled the division at Chickamauga, and more especially in the short and sharp encounter, at night-fall, near Graysville. When General Grant called on us, unexpectedly and without due preparation, to march to Knoxville for the relief of General Burnside, you and your officers devoted yourselves to the work like soldiers and patriots, marching through cold and mud without a murmur, trusting to accidents for shelter and subsistence. During the whole march, whenever I encountered your command, I found all the officers at their proper places and the men in admirable order. This is the true test, and I pronounce your division
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were gone three weeks, and during that time had no change of clothing, and were compelled to obtain our food from the corncribs, hen-roosts, sleep-pens, and smoke-houses on the way. The incidents of this trip, through the valleys of East Tennessee, where the waters of the Hiawassee, and the Chetowa, and the Ocoee, and the Estonola ripple through corn-fields and meadows, and beneath shadows of evergreen ridges, will be laid aside for a more convenient season. I append simply a letter of General Sherman: Headquarters Department of the Tennessee, Chattanooga, December 18, 1863. General Jeff. C. Davis, Chattanooga. Dear General-In our recent short but most useful campaign it was my good fortune to have attached to me the corps of General Howard, and the division commanded by yourself. I now desire to thank you personally and officially for the handsome manner in which you and your command have borne themselves throughout. You led in the pursuit of Bragg's army on the route de
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