od preparation for the study of law.
The little savings from all my past work had been invested in a piece of land which was sold to fit me out for my journey to West Point, including some inexpensive visits en route.
I reported at the Academy on June 1, 1849, with less than two dollars in my pocket, which I conscientiously deposited with the treasurer, as required by the regulations.
My reception was of the most satisfactory character.
William P. Carlin of the second class, and Hezekiah H. Garber of the third, both from Illinois, found me out very soon after I reported, took me under their protection in a brotherly way, and gave me some timely advice—not to take too seriously any little fun the men might make of my blue dress-coat and fancy gilt buttons, or anything like that; but I never experienced anything even approaching to hazing.
My rather mature appearance may have had something to do with the respect generally paid me. It was true I was only seventeen years and nine m
ment was the more appropriate.
Livingston was one of those charming, amiable fellows with whom nobody could well find any fault, though I believe he did get a good many demerits.
He also seemed to need the aid of tobacco in his studies.
William P. Craighill, who succeeded McPherson as first captain, had no fault whatever, that I ever heard of, except one—that was, standing too high for his age. He was a beardless youth, only five feet high and sixteen years old when he entered the academy; yeto command troops in the field, while, as it turned out, I was. It has always seemed to me a little strange that the one branch which I never expected to use afterward was the only study in which I graduated at the head.
Perhaps McPherson and Craighill thought, as I did, that it made no difference where I stood in tactics.
Among all the tactical officers of our time, Lieutenant John M. Jones was esteemed the most accomplished soldier and tactician, and the most rigid but just and impartial