The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1879-07-24
FOLLOWING "GINERAL PICK.
ETT."

on q cane when be walked, sat on tine
postoffice steps yesterday while he ate
q dry crust OF bread. H was niobliny
away. trying ~ fnl sol, side. when
be luoked up and saw that he was
watched.
say. Yank DO you call this tuff : he
called out as he chewed away.
We'll, dry bread isn't much of 4 meal.
was the answer.
That's s1. but when ra.ions ara low
and the commisssry wagons in the
rear, YOU sc got 10 fill up on the best
you have I've been camping out
long-ide Of dry bread auG water fr n
whole mou,h
Going anywhere.
i re:kon I'm nlius e hn som-~h>r
and never yit'iu' thar
'Ol the tramp
Kinder though 1 call it Ola march.
You s-c. gpt A,nked by ,ir hard times
and i'm changing my base. I'm look-
ing FIR risin' ground now OF which 10
form a Lew battle-line. I've got a
brother 10 Kent county, and I'm march.
ing that way.
You were in the war?
Wasn't Can't | shet my eyes ard
SEE jist bow Gineral Picke / looked
when lie led US agin your Second Corps
down at Gettysburg on the 3rd OF Jolly:
Wasn't 1t bilin' doyn thar that day
Whoop! but how one of us got back
behind Wright's brigade alive i, more
than can tell"
80 you were nnder Pickett =
Right under Gineral Picket, and l
kin see the lay Of the ground on that
day as plain as that ere hoss. II III
bin lyiL' back under the wagons that
day l wouldn't hev got two bullets in
me; nor bin jabbed with q bayonet
Lord, stranger. but thought was a
goner iu that fight! I can't talk about
it 'thout chills sweepin' up my back.
Yes, it was hot
Hot ! Well. when thirty nine men
out of company of fifty are killed
dead. and six Of the other 'lcven are
wounded. you may reckon somebody
was tryin' To hurt We 'uns! II ~as
sbolt foar o ok in the sfterno,n. Al
tuI y Itsb IL III DCEH s''
three hours t. break the Fed. center.
and Pickett WAS to send Us as -t"rm
ing party The regiments fell In like
clock work, lots OF the boys lookin' a~-
fnl white around the gi!ls, aud no one
but the officers speakin' above whis-
per. We kne W We were goin' To charge
ritie-pi.s and old vets behind them, and
. Ia nS nntpf fn tho
Emme,s burg road to stay thar forever.
Wah! but l crawl when think of it !;
He tossed the crust away with look
of contempt. grasped his cane with u
firmer grip. and said:
Pickett led, and behind were Petit.
Crews men. Attention Forward
And We went down in steady lines.
every company dressed rs if on parade.
aud everybody waitin' for the ball to
open. Boom Boom! You 'uns opened
on us with forty c.nnons, oil booming
at once and it was awful, sir. to hear
the screamin' Of grape and canister.
1t tore men TO pieces and sent their
blood spurtin' on all sides 1t took of
legs and arms. and the poor fellows
shriekcd out in awful agony. March
March = and by aud by We rushed at
the guns with yell. Behind 'em were
the rife pits, and beyond were lines OF
six or eight deep Sich roar Sich
screams and yell, and sbrieks! Stranger,
l believe got as near to old Satsn's
headquarters that day as any live man
con
And you were driven back =
Yes. but the ground was covered
with dead men first. They lay thar in
heaps. We trod on 'em 40 We surged
up and fell back, and the wounded
driven 10 % sdncss. caught ut our legs or
struck at US rs We went past. We were
among the guns when l got this bullet
ic the shoulder. Down / went, and l
got this one in the leg. was hsngin'
to the wheel Of gun aud pnllin' my
self up. when somebody chucked bay
onet into me. and that laid me, and it
was months before got out
And now ?
Well, / dunno. Ain't OF much &C
count. but mebbe suthin' will turn up
by-and-by. I'm marchin' on to see my
brother and like enough Ill 60 into
camp out thar.
And forget your battles?
'Forgit nuthin You 'uns and We
'uus are oil right now-no more war to
ever come between US. but I'd rather
lose this right arm than to forsit how
Gineral Pickett looked that day ~ five
thousand men behind him marched
down to death. II ye fought on the
Union side Ill divide my crusts with ye
and give 70 the biggest half Of my bed
but when ye keep step With . man
down toths jaws Of death. and 60 back
alone. if ye ever forgi, him ye are q
wolf. That's me. stranger. and now
attention File right m.rchr
Add he moved away with slow and
painful step. to pitch his tent sgain
when bis old wounds ached.