The National tribune., 1897-10-14
CHAPTER XI.

Henry Clay Pollock and his companions
were received with load cheering from
throngs of Kentuckians and Tennesseeans,
who welcomed them "a accessions TO their
ranks. The TennesgeeaBs crowded around
them and piled them with questions as 10
how things air T. home " and they gave
these all the Information they could.
They were directed to "Gen. Nelson's
tent" which was the Headquarters of the
camp. This was a large marquee in the
center OF the camp on a pleasant knoll,
under the shade of grand old beeches and
oaks, ami near the pole from which few the
1aE.
There was busy air all around Clerks
were Writing away rapidly In adjoining
tents, officers were arriving, reporting re-
ceIving instructions, and going away again.
Every where was sn atmosphere oil earnest
ness and activity which greatly impressed
the Tennesseeans. As they approached they
saw large burly man, with thunderous
voice, full black beard, and most i'm
perious manner
That thar's Jineral Bill Nelson said
their guide.
At that moment he was hurting a storm
OF Insulting epithets and curses al the head
OF delinquent Quast. rmaster, who stood
pale, angry, half-defisnt. half-cowering be-
fore him.
You Quartermasteri he was saving
IN tone of deep scoin; " / wonder where
IN the depths Of the birthstone pits the Gov
eminent gets all the hlank fools, imbecies,
and downright scoundres il sends TO me for
Quartermasters. Not one OF then,'s got
brains enough for Canary bird. They must
hunt all over Satan, outlois to find stuff
that he has thrown away as too worthless
such Quartermasters a. you are that their
legs ana arms are sticking out OF the win
dows.
Great Cesar's ghost If couldn't white
better Qnartermaster than you areDSnt of
Eastwood stick with dull knife I'd break
the knife and throw the stick in the fire.
This is the third time this week you've been
here making excuses for not getting those
sents out from Lexington. man with n
mOuthiul OF excuses is no good under
heaven. Now, i want you TO get those
tents out here by Tomorrow evening II YOU
have 10 press every mule in Kentucky 10 90
st, and dig down every hill between here
and Lexington. Go, now. If / have To
speak 10 yoG again about those tents III
string you up before the whole camp, b!auL
you"
The Quartermaster turned aud walked
Of.
Come back here. you impudent, manner
less spawn of civilian reared the Gen.
eral after him. You don't even know
enough about your business TO salute your
superior officer when he speaks to you. Come
back here and salute you internal hay-
seed"
The Quartermaster turned on his heel
walked back, and stifliy saluted Gen. Mel
son pnncliliously returned the salute.
Pollock looked on ia amazement that fhe
Quartermaster did not shoot the General
de felt deep indignation that any Officer
should address another so.
- Here, " shouted the General to a guard
who was taking a man across the field som,
distance in front. - Bring that man here
What's he been doing?"
He's been refusn' to dig trenches or d,
any other work, and sassin' his Captain
replied guard.
de has, has he ?n roared the General
Well, iii just take that out of him might,
quick, tell you. Tie him up to that Ire,
Shere, and keep him tied ,ill he gets som,
sense. III show these long-haired yahoo
what il is to be g soldier"
A man wearing q Colonel's eagles on hi
shoulder-strsps approached and saluted.
Colonel said the General sterniy, - Py,
sent fol- you TO read you lesson about you
regiment. The way you've been leitin,
yeur men 60 on is disgraeeful, sir and if i
isn't stopped at once I'll have those shout