Birmingham state herald., 1896-10-11
REM|N|SCENCE OF TIE VAR
Ike Daniels Tells a Good Story
 in His Own Way.
A WASH-POT OF WHlSKEY
lie Tells How Company K, Thirty-Seventh Alabama Regiment, Captured Barrel
 of Liquor from the Guard.

"A few days ago the scribe was at the court house talking with several gentle men when one of them remarked: Bud there is Ike Daniels, less call him over and make him talk some, he was mighty good soldier and as true as steel he would stand by friend against any odds, he never had anything that was too good for a comrade, why if he didn't nave but one "hard tack" and you were to ask him for it he would give you half whether he expected to get any more or not.
 Ike was called over and the following conversation ensued:
 Come in, Ike, and tell us about Make Ellis getting that wash pot full of whisky"
 Ike drew up closer with a broad smile on his face that showed his teeth and with a merry twinkle in his eye, he said: "Oh, hello! have you forgotten that place? Well, I don't blame you. If had got as drunk as you did, would not remember it either"
 He turned to us and remarked: well, you were not with us and l want to tell you about it. You see there was me and Bud Carroll Ohe sherifD, M. w. Mat. Gib- son, Make Ellis, Lige Campbell, and seV- eral others that 1 might mention that be-
 
 Alabama regiment, and as this circum- stance occurred over thirty years ago and the boys have all got sober l don't recon 1t would be any harm to tell it."
 You know how soldiers are any how, they are just like one of these little mo- account fee dogs, you know they can't go any where but what they have to run round and get their nose into everything they can find. That's exactly like my company, or a part of it any how was, in |. JT1lI Ixn T a march and hadn't had time to run over the country much and some of us were getting mighty dry, we wanted liquor, and we wanted it bad.
 Well we struck camp along sorter in the shank of the evening, and some of us with rambling dispositions sailed out to see who and what was in the neighbor- hood. Directly we struck a railroad and hadn't gone far before we found the depot. It was over here at -, Ga. Well sir, in that depot there was liquor barrel upon top of barrel We knowed right then that we were going to have some of it, but to get it was the question: It was guarded by about eight soldiers, Georgia malitia we called them"
 Well, but did you get the liquor?" some one asked.
 Well should say we did, and plenty of it too," replied Ike. Just wait and I'll tell you about it, and I must be short for I've got to go home. Well, we went back to camp and told the boys what we had found. We had a man in our com pany from Virginia, and if ever he had any name but 'Toddy' from Virginia, I never heard of it. Toddy said, said he, boys if you will get up a squad of eight men and l can get lieutenants coat, belt and sword, we will have some of that liquor, and it won't be long first either. He went to get the coat and went to get the men. It was only few minutes be- fore he was back and the men were ready. He put on that coat and told us to fall in, which we did. You ought to have seen him, he would have walked over colonel He was the biggest man with an officers coat on that I ever saw. He didn't ask anybody any odds. Well, sir, he marched us down to the depot and relAed the malitia and sent them to their camps. Before they were out of and was gone with 1t. We knew that as soon as they reached camps the officers would send them back faster than they left"
 But Ike. how did you carry barrel of whisky, you could not tote it?"
 Nobody said we toted it, that I know of. Gatlins, we rolled it off and then filled our canteens and went back to camps"
 Didn't the malitia miss it when they returned?" inquired one of the boys.
 "I don't know whether they did or not" said Ike, that was their business. Sev- eral of the boys got drunk before night. As soon as night came we sailed out with every canteen in the company for our barrel, and among the crowd was old man Make Ellis. The first thing l knew he came up with a wash pot that would hold about fifteen gallons, he filled that pot and put it on his head and carried it near the camps. we then went and woke up the boys and led the way to the pot. When ever we found one of the men that was disposed to make too much fuss we would whisper liquor in his ear and that was all that was necessary. Some one had little tin cup and after we had formed a circle around the pot that cup started on the circuit A fellow would reach in the pot and get a drink and pass it to the next man and by the time it got back to him he was ready for more. Oc- casionally one would take a notion to go to camps, but he didn't walk like a man, he crawled off on alfours, and some of them could not do that even. Goodbye boys, must go home, come to see me and I'll give you something to eat and place to sleep. I'll tell you about another affair some time"
 As true a man as wore the Confederate uniform thus bid his comrades adieu and was gone.