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Tennessee (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
and putting spurs to his horse he rode away, shaking his sides with laughter. Making a clean sweep. If the practice of plundering the house of an enemy of all its provisions were ever justifiable, it would seem to have been partially so in the following instance, which is related by a veteran of the Army of the Cumberland: We had had but a scanty allowance of food for several days, and the boys were getting to be pretty wolfish. Not far from our camp-by the way, this was down in Tennessee, in ‘62-there was a large rebel plantation, with a fine house, which the niggers said was actually overstocked with every thing nice. Some of the boys went there to try and raise something to eat. Several very stylish-looking ladies came out on the portico; but when we asked them for food-gracious!-how they abused us! It was perfectly savage! They presented pistols, and said they'd blow out our brains, and in fact carried on as only reb women can. Well --we retreated. About an hour a
Annapolis (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
mostly! Sometimes by a hoe — if there's one left in the field. Hum! ha! Yes; I understand. Well, now, see here! If you wont draw any more of mine, I will bring you a basketful every morning, and draw them myself! Bully for you, old fellow! was the cry, and three cheers and a tiger were given for the farmer. The covenant was duly observed, and no one but the farmer drew potatoes from that field afterward. That pig. A few nights since, as two of the regiments were at Annapolis Junction, on their way here, a mischievous soldier, who was placed on guard at some distance from the main body, as he was walking his rounds, shot a pig. A member of the other regiment, hearing the report, hastened to the spot, and demanded that the pig should be divided, or he would inform his officers. The prize was accordingly partitioned, and served up to the friends of each party. The officers, however, observing the bones, soon found out the guilty party; and, on questioning him, he re
Aquia Creek (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
would get intoxicated; and it was found that it was smuggled into camp in gun barrels. At Falmouth, before the battle of Fredericksburg, General Burnside ordered several hundred barrels of commissary whiskey to be sent down from Washington to Acquia creek. Lieutenant ---- , of the Twenty-ninth New York, acting brigadier commissary in Getty's division, sent repeatedly to the creek for a supply; but every barrel that was furnished here would disappear from the cars before reaching Falmouth, rumor having it that the roguish Hawkins' Zouaves had gobbled them. At length, despairing of obtaining any of the stuff by order, he proceeded personally to Acquia creek for a supply. He obtained one barrel, and standing it up in the car, seated himself upon the top of the barrel, confident that no one would get that away from him. What was his dismay, on springing down to the platform at Falmouth, to find the barrel empty! Some ingenious soldiers had bored a hole up through the bottom of the car
Norway, Maine (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
d that he did it in obedience to the orders he had received, not to let any one pass without the countersign. He saw the pig coming toward him, and challenged it; but, receiving no answer, he charged bayonet on it, and, the pig still persisting, he shot it. The officers laughed heartily at the explanation, and sent him to find the owner, and pay for the pig, which he states was the hardest job he ever performed. In the summer of 1861, a regiment of light infantry from the vicinity of Norway, Maine, were encamped in Washington for a few days. Two of the men had become dissatisfied with their fare, and they conceived the sublimely impudent idea of foraging on the President's rations. How they did it is related as follows: They proceeded directly to the President's house. Without ceremony they wended their way quietly into the broad kitchen-bowing to a tall man on their passage-and carefully selecting what they thought would go round, made the following speech to the cook:
Potomac Creek (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
ins' Zouaves had gobbled them. At length, despairing of obtaining any of the stuff by order, he proceeded personally to Acquia creek for a supply. He obtained one barrel, and standing it up in the car, seated himself upon the top of the barrel, confident that no one would get that away from him. What was his dismay, on springing down to the platform at Falmouth, to find the barrel empty! Some ingenious soldiers had bored a hole up through the bottom of the car while the train halted at Potomac creek or Burke's station, tapped the barrel, and drained it to the dregs! Foraging by veteran soldiers. In March, 1862, in the advance upon Winchester, Brigadier-General Abercrombie commanded the first brigade, having Cochran's battery with it. Abercrombie was very strict, not allowing his men to forage. The next morning after we camped near Berryville, the general rode through the battery. The captain was in his tent. Approaching it, he discovered the quarters of a fine young beef t
Falmouth, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.42
e encamped near Washington, in spite of the most stringent orders many would get intoxicated; and it was found that it was smuggled into camp in gun barrels. At Falmouth, before the battle of Fredericksburg, General Burnside ordered several hundred barrels of commissary whiskey to be sent down from Washington to Acquia creek. Licommissary in Getty's division, sent repeatedly to the creek for a supply; but every barrel that was furnished here would disappear from the cars before reaching Falmouth, rumor having it that the roguish Hawkins' Zouaves had gobbled them. At length, despairing of obtaining any of the stuff by order, he proceeded personally to Acthe car, seated himself upon the top of the barrel, confident that no one would get that away from him. What was his dismay, on springing down to the platform at Falmouth, to find the barrel empty! Some ingenious soldiers had bored a hole up through the bottom of the car while the train halted at Potomac creek or Burke's station,
Burke (search for this): chapter 2.42
had gobbled them. At length, despairing of obtaining any of the stuff by order, he proceeded personally to Acquia creek for a supply. He obtained one barrel, and standing it up in the car, seated himself upon the top of the barrel, confident that no one would get that away from him. What was his dismay, on springing down to the platform at Falmouth, to find the barrel empty! Some ingenious soldiers had bored a hole up through the bottom of the car while the train halted at Potomac creek or Burke's station, tapped the barrel, and drained it to the dregs! Foraging by veteran soldiers. In March, 1862, in the advance upon Winchester, Brigadier-General Abercrombie commanded the first brigade, having Cochran's battery with it. Abercrombie was very strict, not allowing his men to forage. The next morning after we camped near Berryville, the general rode through the battery. The captain was in his tent. Approaching it, he discovered the quarters of a fine young beef that the men h
Webster (search for this): chapter 2.42
lying against a tree. The general's brow contracted as he demanded of Sergeant Leander E. Davis: Where the d-1 did you get that beef? I gave the commissary no orders to issue fresh beef here. Davis, who was a very polite soldier, removed his cap, and saluted the general, saying, in a tone evincing perfect coolness and sincerity: General, I was sergeant of the guard last night, and about ten o'clock I heard a terrible commotion in the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, Colonel Webster's regiment, across the road. I rushed out to see what was going on, and just as I passed the captain's tent I saw a fine steer coming through the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, with about a hundred men after it. The animal appeared very much frightened, general, and, true as you live, it jumped clear across the road (about two rods), over both stone fences, and as it alighted in this lot it struck its head against this tree, and being so terribly scared, its head, hide, and legs ke
Getty (search for this): chapter 2.42
ll kinds of expedients to obtain it. At the commencement of the war, when the troops were encamped near Washington, in spite of the most stringent orders many would get intoxicated; and it was found that it was smuggled into camp in gun barrels. At Falmouth, before the battle of Fredericksburg, General Burnside ordered several hundred barrels of commissary whiskey to be sent down from Washington to Acquia creek. Lieutenant ---- , of the Twenty-ninth New York, acting brigadier commissary in Getty's division, sent repeatedly to the creek for a supply; but every barrel that was furnished here would disappear from the cars before reaching Falmouth, rumor having it that the roguish Hawkins' Zouaves had gobbled them. At length, despairing of obtaining any of the stuff by order, he proceeded personally to Acquia creek for a supply. He obtained one barrel, and standing it up in the car, seated himself upon the top of the barrel, confident that no one would get that away from him. What was
Leander E. Davis (search for this): chapter 2.42
rode through the battery. The captain was in his tent. Approaching it, he discovered the quarters of a fine young beef that the men had foraged the previous night, lying against a tree. The general's brow contracted as he demanded of Sergeant Leander E. Davis: Where the d-1 did you get that beef? I gave the commissary no orders to issue fresh beef here. Davis, who was a very polite soldier, removed his cap, and saluted the general, saying, in a tone evincing perfect coolness and sDavis, who was a very polite soldier, removed his cap, and saluted the general, saying, in a tone evincing perfect coolness and sincerity: General, I was sergeant of the guard last night, and about ten o'clock I heard a terrible commotion in the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, Colonel Webster's regiment, across the road. I rushed out to see what was going on, and just as I passed the captain's tent I saw a fine steer coming through the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, with about a hundred men after it. The animal appeared very much frightened, general, and, true as you live, it jumped clear across the road (
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