The Chipley banner. (Chipley, Washington County, Fla.) 1893-1943, 1898-09-10
CAMP WHEELER.

DEAR EDITOR BANNER.
You no doubt think that we are i'm
posing on you TO ask the space in your
paper for another short letter. We want
to let the Chipley people know Of our
whereabouts; they may possibly think we
are dead, but we are not. We are still
living in Co. K, or Crooked X. street; we
go by either name.
On our move from Fernandina here, the
Government doubtless gave the Florida
Land & Improvement Co. the best route
possible; we came through Georgia and
portion OF Tennessee. We are no longer
the Fla. Land & Improvement Co.; we
have been transferred; we are now the
Alabama Ditchiny and Rock Brigade, with
headquarters at Huntsville, Ala.
The first thing, the happy and most
pleasing soldiers were presented with two
dozenblue ST e. picks, two dom fColl'n'
Il Co.'S. nations and axes, and let me in
form you that the officers were not hfraid
to let us know what they were for. The
first rose bud plucked was ditch all
around the regiment, feet deep, 8 feet
wide and up to date shape; the next was
two bitches through each compan's street
and to let up on was ditch all around
each tent, and let me tell you, Alabama
CLAW is much harder than Florida sand;
but nevertheless, the Florida boys are
right here yet; C c's and 20 grs. quinine
each day keeps us on the go.
We catch Eplurisbum on every side; one,
day we are to be mustered out, the next
day we are going over yonder to do gar
rison duty; they call us immunes, can't
say what you all would call us. The first
corps we were put I'm was the 5th, II am
not mistaken. we stayed there Is minutes
and was then transferred to the 18th; there
we stayed weeks and they got tired OF
us and give MS the go-by, and ever since
we have been the "faded picture that
hangs on the WALL" we are ''nobodys dar-.
ling" nobody knows where we got on at
but we got on just the same, 1 think at
BLEDsoEs?
Private Tom Farrior seems TO be the
attraction OF the day among Co KS boys.
He goes by the name of HAPPY Tom; he
has always got that old farmer-smile on
his face and says everything is lovely and
the LIST Florida Regiment hangs high with
him.
Ienclose You clipping from the Quin-
cy Herald giving the death of Sergeant
Tim Monroe; please publish. Tim was
favorite among the Chipley boys and we
all regretted very much to hear Of his
death; the best flower is always plucked
first
The following is little poetry Of my
own make; IT may not be strictly in meter
but it will suffice, and 1t is the song Of the
day now. 1t pictures two Of the Chipley
squad.
There's Happy Tom and miserable Hansy
Happy Tom nlisted while war existed,
And miserable Hansey came to have fun.
Happy said to Hansy, come go to town
with me,
! want you to see what life is TO me;
But Happy said Hansey stubbornly de-
cllned,
That the tears in his eyes almost set him
blind.
oh Hansy! said Happy, you come in too
late to get any OF that old Tampa's
beesteak,
But never mind, don't fret,
We still have HARD TAX's to let
And Boston baked beans that won't keep
you lean.
With best wishes to one and'all, am
ONE OF THE SOLDIERS.
Owing TO like Of space We can't publish
the article relative TO Sergeat Monroe's
death, referred to above, in this issue,
but will do so next week. ED.