Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-09-11

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r Sept. 10.
MI M Well, we have
l4k SXrs%E W. you see us land?
wv E< v You may want
" TI MJ to know all
"a u NNuSWd},g about how we
NJ sis ma nssit got here and
how l liked the way | got here. For
downright punishment. ride of %
miles on cavalry horse is the best
thing | know of for a novice. But 1t
is tough on the horse. However, Ser
seant Harbinson, had good horse at
my command when Boots and Sad
dies" was sounded this morning, and
it was just 100 ~ NJ, when the troop
marched off the field. / do not like
to speak of the tears that were shed
by my friends, let it suffice that | am
aware that / had their sympathy 1t
had been stated that | was to desert at
Watervilie and il was no fault of mine
that | did not, but the grim necessities
of newspaper mans life made it
compulsory for me to come along. To
tell the truth, | am getting to be an
old soldier" fast and perhaps if rid
into Saco ii might bother some of the
old troopers good bit TO keep COM
pany with me.
f..lf 4
yesterday, that Capt. Dodd is a pretty
good fellow. He is all right from his
spurs up but he is human. For in
stance when l sought my steed this
morning ] found that another had been
saddled for my warm personal enemy.
Major f. A. Robinson of Bangor. and
that the major was going to make the
trip to Augusta with the troop. |
hailed the news with much gladness,
back riding himself and l could al
ready look ahead and-imagine the
rest
| have never said much about Lieut..
Tate. and this is probably the only
chance ] will ever get to square ac-
counts with him. / want it understood
that what follows is written in malice
stepped in Indignation. This Lieut..
Tate is a big fellow or | should have
written this before. He was continually
making reference to those who came
along just to polish up the saddles" and
that a man never enjoys ride until
he gets two or three miles iaunt at a
trot, and by the way. captain, there is
a good bit of level road. just beyond.
move we quicken up a little" and of
course the captain quickened up /
was really sorry for my mount. The
poor beast was kept constantly on the
jump by my efforts to seize the bride
rein with the hand that is usually sup
posed To be free. instead of the pommel
OF the saddle. Brave old horse. l shall |
remember its efforts to behave like a |
respectable cavalry horse under the |
most distressing circumstances.
When the gallant troop entered Cen |
ter street Capt. Dodd sent the trumpet |
ers ahead. Swinging into Main street |
the buglers gave the people an idea of |
what they could do with the bugle 1t (
was fine. 1t was bracing. 1t made me /
thlhk | was going to war. The streets
were lined with people. Hats, handker-
chleis and miniature flags waved a
parting salute and all hearts were sad.
Down onto Ticonic bridge, across the
turbulent waters of the Kennebec into
the town of WINSTON; through clouds of
graduated dust; past Wares saw mill;
almost grazing old Fort Halifax:
through the old covered bridge over the
Sebasticook; down the bank of the now
flowing majestic river
lflhSed With pines and naples and
huge, stately elms march Troop f.
AS the troop approached the little
on the opposite side of the
road. where is set tall flar-pole We
noticed group of small boys They
nad arranged a handsome flag to tho
line and were standing, line in hand
"aitiiiS ior the troop to approach
nearer When about 30 yards away.
The little fellows pulled heartily at the
rope ana their "Old Glory" went to the
masthead IN flash. Off came the hats
u oiflcers, troopers and guests in the
salute to the flag. and ! have no doubt
apt. Dodd will remember the incident
or many days.
we passed the old flag man at the
abroad crossing and moved on up the
I'LL, the march of today destined not
. ne without several pretty and inter
sting incidents. Words fail me when
begin to write of touching instances
i the display of patriotism and friend !
y hospitality that we have enjoyed.
oday. L can only find words to ex-
'ress my feelings when / think of the
lumner OF times Capt. Dodds hand
vent into the air as the signal to trof
The journal presents a cut made
rom photograph taken by Miss
3urleigh of Vassalboro. as the troop
sas passing her home Something was
he matter with the machine, reckon. {
or the plate was not exposed until the
Ulcers and yours truly had passed. for
which the machine has my heartfelt {
hanks The trooper riding ahead is (
HarhinSpn x-nor,