The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1888-04-12

uIu. OOl. w dlkeF tOiu uim III az shS
3rd would take care of themselves,
and that night we raided the Louis
ianians and pressed all their cook
ing utensils and everything else
they had exposed. We gave some
of the things back and some we
kept, but they never retaliated.
Our friend Geo. S. had a negro he
called Jim, whose completion ri
vailed ebony in blackness. We
christened him Scipio Africanus,
in honor of the rival and destroyer
of the great Hannibal. At all times
Of the day and night You could
hear George whistling for jim. He
whistled in his doubled hands
which made a very peculiar noise,
and jim would, when not asleep,
come to the call. The boys learned
Georges whistle and were in the
habit of initiating him, and many
was the dark night when the re-
doubtable Scipio was kept running
on the hunt of Mars George. After
SO long a time Scipio rufused to an
swer call, not knowing whether
twas genuine or not. Then you
could hear Mars George yelling
oet! "Jim! Oh jim! Don't you
hear me whistle, you black rascal!
Scipio would make his appearance,
and apologize with "Fore God,
Mars George, you know ide come
if Ide thunk you was whistlin
fur me, but Mars Jessie Reed and
Mars John Kennedy whistles jes'
like you does and l think twas
DEM" George did not much like 1t,
yet he would laugh, and he substia
tuted some other sign for calling
Scipio which the boys did moi
catch, SO the whistllng signel ceas-
ed. When George was discharged
Scipio left the handlers of villanous
gun-powder, came home and joined
the ministry. What ever became of
him l know not. My recoIlections
of him are pleasant as he was the
source of great deal of fun for
us. A very amusing incident occur
red one day out on the Baton Rouge
road. Our Stonewall jackson,
Tom, was on picket when burly
son of Ham came up. Tom halted
him, cooked his gun and told him
to get down on his knees. Africa
BEGAN TO BEGAN TO BEG FOR HIS LIFE
and Tom in very solemn manner
told him that he had been looking
for him long time. The fright
ened negro wanted to known what
was the matter and Tom told him
that he been looking for somebody
that he ranked ever since he Joined
} the army and that he was the frs
one he had found, and he ordered
him to. move up promptly, which
the negro was only too glad to do
While at Port Hudson we me
some of Geo. W. Cables acadlan'
or cajans. They are a medley o
! nationality and are possessed of al
the mean and cunning points of al
! of them, Their language is a jar
gon made up among themselves
which no one but themselves Cal
understand. They seem to under
+ stand English, but cam OF speak il
They have no more idea of the re
, sponsibilities of citizenship than
. mule. They know how to work ant
, eat and there their ambition stops
. They owned number of slave
who were much like themselves
Yet living adjacent to Port Hudson
, were some of the most elegant ant
, cultured people l ever met an,
+ many of them were very kind ant
, hospitable. While at Port Hudson
, we got plenty of fish, it being NJ
, trouble to catch them. We woul,
; get long pole, either hickory O
, white oak, about one inch and
, half in diameter at the large end ant
at the small end would make hoo
from eighteen to twenty-four lnche
, in diameter, and to this we would
; iasten a bag net, and then W
, would stand on the bank of tn
river and dip for the fish, and il
, this way We caught great many O
/ them. Things went on this way un
til the night Of the 18th of March
1863. Before this we saw very littl
, of the enemy. True their CUR
boats would make their appearance
down the river and throw an occa.
Sional shell at us to let ma know
that the war was still going on, bu
4 on this memorable night the yanke
f fleet concluded to pass our batteries
5 Farragut had planted his morta
! boats in range of our lines and af
ter night he
|, OPENED A FURIOUS SMELLING.
Many of our men were asleep, blu
: were soon in line and in the posi-
: tons in the Notifications. TIL
= armament was perfectly lulid witt
! bursting shells, some of them a
;, big as -four barrel it seemed
There is no protection against MOI
', tar shells, for when they fall the
!, do SO almost perpendicularly.
! was often remarked that night tina
:, they would find man in the bottor
, of we'll as we'll on level ground
After this Smelling had continue
!, :, for while, Forragut steamed u
: the river with his feet, consistin
, of the men of war Hartford, th