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Bowdoin (Montana, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
senal, and Lieutenant Perry sold me his horse, which I called a Canuck. He was jet black, fat and round, and very swift in his motions. Being taught entirely in the French language, it was for some time difficult for me to manage him. If I said whoa! and drew the reins taut, he would go fast, and if I drew them more or with a view to checking his speed, he would go faster. Later I purchased an unbroken colt and trained him. My brother, R. B. Howard, at the time a college student at Bowdoin, paid us a visit. He took as much interest in the horses as I did, and I remember giving him his first lessons in scientific riding. On one occasion, with some show of pride, he complained that I corrected him too severely in the presence of witnesses, men and women, who were looking on; but I think that the riding lessons did him much subsequent service. The latter part of July, 1856, after one year's stay, I was relieved by Captain Gorgas, of Georgia, and received orders which sent m
West Point (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
htfully reminiscent. What was called my cadet furlough at the close of the first two years of West Point life had been indeed the richest of all my vacations, so that when I returned to the severe di that .was taking place. So much freedom when on duty I had never had before since entering West Point, and never had afterwards till I came in command of a department. I have already spoken of nant W. R. Boggs, of Georgia, who, it will be remembered, was at times my drill master when at West Point and who afterwards became a general in the Confederate service, was now my constant companion.tinued beyond the golden wedding. I remember that Mr. Hillhouse, who had been a graduate of West Point and resigned, lived not far from Watervliet Arsenal; he with his wife had been a constant visist days was ideal. Two army officers during their first vacation from instructing cadets at West Point made a trip to Canada. One of them was Lieutenant A. J. Perry, who afterwards became a brigad
Savannah (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
epartment of Florida and report to General W. S. Harney, who was commanding that department-war existed and I was to be Chief of Ordnance in the field. It was another promotion, but it cost my family and myself a complete breaking up, for I could not take them with me. It would not be safe for me to do so in any event. I made no ado; did not ask for delay, but hastened every preparation. After the storing of such things as could be retained and the selling of much of our goods at a loss and parting with the carriage and horses, I was ready to obey the orders. It was the coldest season that I had ever known on the Hudson. I set out from Watervliet on December 23d. It showed how well I had studied up the route, for I wrote home from Brooklyn: It is by steamer to Savannah; thence by steamboat to Palatka on the St. John's River; thence by stage to Tampa. Tampa was then a small village near Fort Brooke, and Fort Brooke was at the time the headquarters of the Department of Florida.
Elizabeth (search for this): chapter 1.6
kept up a constant correspondence with my friends, and the time for the long-anticipated wedding was at last fixed for February 14, 1855. It was necessary for me to have a leave of absence, so I applied to the head of our Ordnance Department at Washington, Colonel Craig, who very kindly gave me twenty days, and, of course, those twenty days embraced the principal event of that year. Mrs. A. B. Waite had a comfortable home on Chatham Street in Portland, Me., where she and her daughter, Elizabeth, were then living. Every necessary arrangement was made for a private wedding, but as the relatives on both sides were numerous and intimate friends were not wanting, Mrs. Waite's apartments were soon filled by a happy company. All agreed then and thereafter that no more charming bride and none more appropriately dressed ever went to the altar. The only criticism came from the bride's mother, and that was with reference to the bridegroomdressed in full uniform with sash and belt. She s
Winfield Scott (search for this): chapter 1.6
dnance Department had many other advantages over the line of the army, but this one of a house, which in the army we called quarters, was just then to me of special interest. On the way to New York on board the old Thomas Powell, I met General Winfield Scott, accompanied by several of his staff and some young officers whom I knew. I had met him before and been presented, but this time his attention was called to me and he said some pleasant things welcoming me to the army. But when one of m indicated that Howard would soon be married, the general shook his head and said, No, no, don't do that; a lieutenant must never get married. I was glad enough to have the conversation turned to some other topic. I had no intention of heeding Scott's advice on the subject of marriage, because I knew well enough the limitations of his authority, and the inalienable rights of even a brevet second lieutenant. New York had never been so delightful, but there were stars in the East which drew
Lansing (search for this): chapter 1.6
hing coming in and to issue everything going out from the arsenal, making careful storage and record. An elderly man, Mr. Lansing, occupied that place. He and his wife, not much younger than himself, lived nearer to the arsenal entrance than any of us. For really charming hospitality Mr. and Mrs. Lansing excelled and very often entertained the young officers, among whom I was a welcome guest. Frequently Mr. Lansing, who was fond of fishing, would take me in his carriage and spend an entire Mr. Lansing, who was fond of fishing, would take me in his carriage and spend an entire day going to different fishing grounds. A favorite place was near Waterford in the upper waters of the Hudson. We caught there several varieties, but the favorite was the bass. Mr. Lansing declared that the bass was of better flesh and flavor thaMr. Lansing declared that the bass was of better flesh and flavor than any other fish. While these days were passing I kept up a constant correspondence with my friends, and the time for the long-anticipated wedding was at last fixed for February 14, 1855. It was necessary for me to have a leave of absence, so I
George H. Thomas (search for this): chapter 1.6
and I renewed our intimacy and our families enjoyed the social life of Augusta together. It was very much to me personally then and for many years afterwards to have such a friend. He was healthful, hearty, and always congenial. The father and mother of Captain Seth Williams opened their hospitality to the commander of the arsenal and his wife, and various other members of the Williams family gave us their fellowship and the entree into their homes. The Fullers, the Lamberts (Allen and Thomas), the Morrills, the Childs, the Tappans, the Manleys, Governor Coney, and many others afforded an entrance into society which has always been gratefully recalled by Mrs. Howard and myself. Here we first became acquainted with the Rev. E. B. Webb, D. D., pastor of the Congregational church, who was perhaps Mr. Blaine's strongest friend, and, if I may say so, he and his were even more intimate with my family and always unselfishly devoted to my best interests. We sometimes, while in Aug
Hillhouse (search for this): chapter 1.6
d and his bride appeared at Watervliet and began their social and domestic careers, which have now been continued beyond the golden wedding. I remember that Mr. Hillhouse, who had been a graduate of West Point and resigned, lived not far from Watervliet Arsenal; he with his wife had been a constant visitor in the families of the officers. Hearing that I was to be married, Mrs. Hillhouse entreated me to give a description of the lady who was to be my wife. Out of mischief I gave her a description, naming every particular the exact opposite. For example, I said tall, with reddish hair, bright blue eyes, etc. Very soon after our arrival Mrs. Hillhouse caMrs. Hillhouse came in her carriage to pay her respects to Mrs. Howard. As soon as she saw her she cried out with amazement, Oh, Mr. Howard, how could you have sold me that way? I know that she and the many others who promptly paid us visits were better satisfied with the actuality than with the imaginary figure which I had painted. During th
Allen (search for this): chapter 1.6
mily. He and I renewed our intimacy and our families enjoyed the social life of Augusta together. It was very much to me personally then and for many years afterwards to have such a friend. He was healthful, hearty, and always congenial. The father and mother of Captain Seth Williams opened their hospitality to the commander of the arsenal and his wife, and various other members of the Williams family gave us their fellowship and the entree into their homes. The Fullers, the Lamberts (Allen and Thomas), the Morrills, the Childs, the Tappans, the Manleys, Governor Coney, and many others afforded an entrance into society which has always been gratefully recalled by Mrs. Howard and myself. Here we first became acquainted with the Rev. E. B. Webb, D. D., pastor of the Congregational church, who was perhaps Mr. Blaine's strongest friend, and, if I may say so, he and his were even more intimate with my family and always unselfishly devoted to my best interests. We sometimes, w
English (search for this): chapter 1.6
t that time, each choosing books according to his taste. Major Symington, on one occasion, introduced to us a young Frenchman, Eugene de Courcillon, who had met with some singular misfortune and was seeking employment. I was somewhat fascinated by him and hoped that my intercourse with him would improve my French, but he soon proposed to write a book revealing some of the customs of the part of France from which he came, interesting especially to Protestant minds. As he knew very little English I aided him in the translation of his book. This took all my leisure time for months. The book was published in New York. I aided him in its publication and was to receive a return for my advances whenever he disposed of his manuscript. Without my knowledge he managed to sell his work out and out and then disappeared without communicating with me, rewarding me only with this singular dedication: To Lieutenant Oliver O. Howard, my friend in adversity. My comrades laughed and won
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