The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1895-05-29

them fOrClDly Expressed the OPINION that
he was the greatest scoundrel that ever
| lived.
"Yes!' exclaimed Jones, with pro-
fusion of lurid lang 'rge There's only
one more contemplate hound in the
universe than Lincoln.
who's he?"
Jeff Davis, he replied, with all the
whitening contempt he could crowd into
the words From this speech it may be
imagined that while Mr.. Jones hated
the Union he did not adore the Confed-
eracy The boys i'll camp suggested that
he wore the gray merely because he had
more men to shoot at than if he wore
the blue There was no duty too hard
for him, no night too cold or rainy for
him to stand guard, no fight too danger
Gus for him, provided only he was al
lowed to have his fill of profanity and
abuse for the world in general Once
when it was limited that the artillery
was not strong enough to dislodge GER
tain battery belonging to the enemy,
some one suggested:
"Put old Jones up in front and let
him cuss at EN-, If that don 'tclean 'em
out, there s no use to try bOmbshells.
He would not only curse the Federals,
but the COnfederates also, the officers as
we'll as the men. Several times he was
known to knock his messmate down with
the fiat side OF spade, and then if he
was so inconsiderate as to demonstrate
to threaten him with the edge Owing
to such traits in him as these, the men
gradually grew unwilling to eat with
him, so that for months he was veri-
table hermit though surrounded by men.
No one spoke to him or had anything of
any kind to do with him when it could
in any way be avoided, and this seemed
to be exactly what he wanted. About
this time he was nicknamed ''Bruin,'
not only on account of his bearlike tenn
per, but also because the solitary figure,
squatting about by his campfire, eating
his own food and holding converse with
no one was very much like that of a
bear Gagged by itself to prevent it from
injuring anything,
In this way things worked tolerably
smoothly for awhile, but before long
Captain Bronaugh and his men decided
that if it could be done they would like
very much to get Bruin transferred to
some other company There were just
two difficulties in the way of this. In
the first place, no captain who knew
him very we'll would consent to take
him, and, in the second place, if Bruin
knew that Bronaugh and his men did
not want him he would insist most
strenuously on staying. Both these diff
cultles were circumvented by a little
strategy. In the company of Captain
Boles there was man named Eph Golf,
Henry county man, a brave soldier
and an ardent friend of Bronaugh. He
is at present living on his farm near
Clinton and is said to be as rolllc$0me
and as fond of his joke now as he was
then. One day Bronaugh approached
Boles, explained the situation and asked
that Golf be transferred to his company
Cali right" said Captain Boles
"Who can you give me i'll his place?'
"Well, I've got a man named Jones
you can have.
els he good sOldier?''
''The best fighter | ever saw.
"Done," said Captain Boles, and that
part of the matter was settled. The only
thing now remaining was to get Bruins
consent to be transferred, and this was
done in the following manner:
"Mr. JONES', said Captain Bronaugh