Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1861-10-30
FrN ~ TIE ARmY.
The Fairfax correspondent OF the Charleston
Conrier. writing on the lIth inst. SAYS:

The Fairfax correspondent OF the Charleston
Courier, writing on the Ilth inst, says:
Speaking Of bourbon, it is positively distress
ing to one with a sympathizing nature, to see the
straits to which the soldiers are occasionally re-
duced by the want of their accustomed stimuli.
Liquor of any kind is a rarity, ana the more
difficult it Is 10 obtain, the greater Is It's abuse.
Spectators among the soldiers are selling rltied
stuff which is a cross between sheet lightning
and North Carolina turpentine. at three dollars
"a quart, while the provost marshal has couhs-
Gated a lot which, at auction, would not bring
fifteen cents a gallon. Now and then some sharp
captain, while foraging, secures enough to last
himself and comrades one drink around, butth
is the exception and not the rule. Even private
packages are not exempt from examination, and
the presence. OF halfa dozen straws from the ere
vice of a box is evidence ON which an official
wedge OF axe is brought into requisition 10 dis
cover the liquid iniquity. Smuggling Is, there
fore, again coming into vogue. Several days
ago, a terrible Tumpus was created in one OF the
camps, by the development of twenty to thirty
men so intoxicated as to begnable to engage in
tic evening drill. An examination was at once
sci On foof to ascertain where the liquor had
been obtained, but without success. The next
day another party was also drunk, and for nearly
a week the occurrence was repeated IN spite OF
the utmost vigilance. Finally, one Of the delin-
4tHihos a lUA Any adplF ALAou4libur " q DlbNHht
to headquarters, where the peIplexed officers were
holding 3 consultation over the strange proceed
ings.
Z" The top of the mornin' to yez, gintlemen"
d" Silence !" Numbered the Colonel" You're
drunk, sir"
Dhrunk, is it sure; begorra its only delight
cd that am to receive a letter from me swate-
heart
Tel me where you got your liquor, instant
ly, sir
Whisky dye name, RernY-I bsv'ut had q
smill OF the craythur for the lasht six wakes
Atthis iuncture one of the officers called at
tention to a little stream that was thinking down
the Paddy's ear.
What's thatl 81 demanded the Colonel.
Mike slipped bis hand up to the delinquent
auricular, and drawing his finger across bis
mouth to taste the drop he now felt, and express
sion Of comic outlines took possession of his
face, as if he had discovered something wrong,
and he replied;
BY the powers, Kern'L butts a warrum day.
l behave I'm prespiring"
Take OF your cap, sir
That viii, sur, TO any %gintleman Ike yer
honor"
Mikes head was as wet rs a soaked dish rag
and 1t was now observed that his cap, usually so
pliabl-, was stiff aud unruly with some suspi-
cious contents.
AAAA4 IL ~ mt naA-
"Indade, Kern'l, but its nothing but me
handkerchief"
He had to pass it over, however, and much to
the modification of Pat, the officers drew forth
an object which at first sight puzzled the ere
dulity of every person present, and which would
De an equal puzzle TO your best guess. Ii was
about eighteen inches of the entrails Of an OK.
dried and prepared for this novel use, filed
with a pint or two Of @ torch-ieht procession, -
and tied at both ends. Unfortunately for
Mike, one of these had become loose, and his
extraordinary " Precipitation led to the long
sought discovery. The milk in the cocOanut
of the regiment being thus accounted for, the
delinquent was dismissed for extra duty, and TO
give the colonel and his brother inquisitors an
opportunity 10 let out the broad OUTLAWS"
which had been accommodating during the strange
examination. Others of these intestinal arrange
ments were subsequently found, and ! need not
add that no further trouble has been expert
enced there from suTreptitious drinks.
Not long ago we had a creased pig race; the
porker TO be the prize Of any man who caught
him by his slippery caHda, but unfortunately
the appeudage came of and tie game was
% blocked
Then there are sack races, blindtOlded attempts
to stick a bot poker in a certain target, with any
quantity Of immense practical jokes.
You see. therefore, that our men will not all
die from hamilton. Fun, life and jOlity are
written in every camp, and no one could pass by
AT certain hours, when the mercury Of happiness
is at fever heat, without feeling satisfied Of the
supreme content Of the army.