The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1893-08-16

carry ourselves
the General that II m'de our backs ache
Some Of the Infantry boys OF that bri.
gade I'm writing Of those times even accus.
ed u Of wearing paper collars
Among my earliest recollectons OF per.
sonal intimacy with the General was that
OF one morning when ! was pacing back
aud forth in front of Headquarters tent
about o'clock as sentry. II was n beau.
tiful morning Hardly sound was to 10
heard, except from inside the tent, from
whence issued the melodious notes of one
OF the heaviest snorers that | ever cams
across. As the sky began to light up with
the rising sun there was n little stir about
the fires, for the cooks were gettingto work.
The mules too. woke up. and by their tu.
multu US braying II was quite evident that
they were ready for breakfast also. An officer
approached the Generals tent and ccosted
me.
rs this Gen. Crawford's tent9r
"Ies, sir"
Can see the General7'
"lle is asleep Don't you hear him snor.
"Myl' said he, "hes s.going ii, ain,
heR
After listening to the music awhile. he
said: We'll this won't do for me. | have
got 70 have the Generals signature to this
requisition before the brigade can draw
rations"
So, thin ing it shame for one man to
sleep while thousands waited for fopd.
considered the occasion sufficiently urgent
to venture on waking him mp. took the
requisition in my hand and entered the tent.
There lay the General on his cot his big
nose showing up in bold relief as he lay on
his back.
called him gently General Oh. Gen.
eral, but he was beyond calling. / put
my hand on his shoulder and gave him o
gentle shake, but he was proof against
gentle shakes. So gave him a shake that
nearly landed him on the floor, and succeed.
ed in bringing HIM to a sitting posture,
with look OF eager expectancy, which was
succeeded by look ofdisgust when showed
the requisition at him, saying that there
was an officer out there wan'ed it signel.
Up came his long, bony finger, and In a
very impressive voice he delivered himself
thusly young man. never shake Bri
gadier General. II any more officers come
to see me, rap oil the tent-post until | say,
Come in.
It makes me smile yet to think what a
beautiful time would have had waking
him up by rapping on the tent-pole But
the old fellow got even with IRE later in the
day when my next turn came for sentry
duty The sun had got well up, and pacing
mp and down in the sun in front Of the tent
was warm work. My flannel.lined jacket
was buttoned up tight, with my saber.belt
buclllcd on ouside and every bit of heat in
my body bottled up tight and held IN 1t
occurred to me that by buckllng the belt
around my hips under the jacket and leay-
ing the jacket open that 1t might make it
slightly more endurabe. But hadn't en-
joyed the cool breeze under the jacket long
when caught the old Generals eve and
saw that he was beckoning IN. with his long
bony finger promptly stepped up with a
fine military salute, and was told to go back
to my quarters and return pro erly equip
ped, which meant to button up my Jacket
and buckle the belt outside, which ! did
and sweat out the balance Of my two hours
the best way could, counting every minute
when was TO be relieved,
Imagine how happy felt when the Corp.
oral OF the guard was coming TO relieve me
to hear the General say TO him: Corporal
let this man carry rail through the next
relief The Corporal was real good fel.
low, and selected the Highest one he could
find; but | tell you it was heavy enough be-
fore laid i down at the end of my two
hours, and was in a brown study all the
time | was carrying 1t whether it was for
leaving my jacket open while on duty or for
shaking a Brigadier.-E. NJ. WATSON, In
National Tribune.