New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1861-08-31

The bucket was slowed away on box inside
the tent, and all the guard were happy: Bat,
alas how oft do we realize the clip twi2t the cup
and the lip? How tickle is hope-how uncertain
the joys which We store in the future T.! When we
! were all at the depot, guarding train OF cars
hogs entered oar tent, got the bucket OF The box,
and didn't leave grease-spot or even q smell OF
our cherished pot-pie! And that was the end OF
the turkey with which had had so much trouble,
and spon which had layished 80 mpeh gourmetlc
expectation. Ny evil fate naast add, did not let
me of at this. in the evening when supper was
brought to the guard, there was none for me, be-
cause 39y mess knew or did know that was say.
ing 5ucket of pot-pie. Phaney my teellnks,.
if you can. But the boys again generously divided
their meal with me. " sich is fe," or camp-iiie,
at any rate.
?: That Gay, when We were on guard at Tangpaho,
there appeared in town long, lanhY, grizzly old
customer, haf-drnnk riding rusty old crow-bait
OF pony. He smiled " around at the different
whisky mills, and then logged on up the road to
camp III a short tine he came gal5oping back
| furiousy, swearing, half crying, and demanding to
know whar Gin'l Tracy" lived TAe General
being at camp, of course he didn't find him. He
galloped OYER to our post, end demanded the COM
manding o3icer, who stepped up and asked what
was the matter. " Matte. enough tell you,n he
answered wnimperngly: with an oath; ''some of
yer darn'd thievin' soldiers up the road have ben
a robbin' ne, that's what the matter is, and if
don't git even with 'em for it. you can jest shoot
| me-" " Rn6bed you of WhatEh asked the officer.
"Wby, they TUX bottle o8 Thisky out of my coat
! pocket, which was gWine to give my three boys
! up thar in the camp, and tell you what, thar
hant no beFter sojers no whar than them boys Of
mine is IF you think you've been robbed'
said the officer, " you had better complain to Gen.
Tracy, you'll find him az headquarters in the
| camp" " Thank you, sir, much 'bliged,' he said
| and off he galloped, cursng and crying. But be-
| fore leaving town, the evil one tempted him to
stop at gsoggery and bay another bottle Of
whisky, which he put in his coat-pocket, where
| the other had been. Correctly Judging that the
guard on the road would deprive him of this bottle
they had tie first he took to the woods to ride
round the guard. After cropping long time thro'
thicket Of bushes bliars vines, gulleys and mud
| and struck for the road. Judge of his horror at
striking the road just where the guard sta
tioned--aud the same guard who had robbed >
him of his first bottle In less time than it tax as
me to tell it, tAe guard had his second bottle.
You should have been in Tangipaho when that
old chap came galloping back second time. l
never saw any thing more funny. Cursing all.tle
soldiers the General, everybody, for thieves, rob-
bers, and villains, and crying as he cursed he
lashed his poor old pony round and round She
town, getting Off every once in a while for d. Ink
and getting madder as he got drunken. He kept
the town in a laugh all afternoon, and finally, r
the evening he disappeared. Next day he ap
peared in toWE again, drunk and mad as ever, anC
galloped around, cursing and crying, as he hat
done the day before. He made no further atter8pts
| however, to pass the guard with bottle ef whisky
, His poor old pony had terrible time of it.
+ have no camp news to tell, further than this
that all is hustle and preparation for the departure
] tai officers are here, and Assistant Adiutant Gen
1 eral Thomas E. Adams is paying off the companies
what the State owes them. Our calculations arr
that we will be of tomorrow, or on Saturday a
the latest.
/ As this is doubtless my last from Gang, Moore
will take this opportunity of returning my indi
viduel thanks to the many gentlemen Who con
e trbuted to the Gontinentas through me, and t.
e those who made me personal presents. am yer,
proud to. say, that few departing soldiers hav
= | been as handsomely complimented as ny humbl
self hope to prove myself worthy CT the con
fidence thus placed in me, and in the company t
. which belong.
i, The ladies of the Sewing Society at No. S
Al Camp street, having been greatest henefactor
# will never be forgotten while Continental is let
- My pen is too feeble to render to them the fu
U need of praise they deserve. | can only say, ma
. God bless them all, and prosper theHa in their mob
q | work I.G.
: P. S. must return thanks to Mr.. Frank Procto
N our Post Sutler, for accommodations afforded
the writing way.