The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-03-22
'SWIIERE is TIE OVEN ! s


the cultivation Of high regard for the
miner proprieties Of life. A young
lady, visiting Camp Mackenzie some
months ago, was reported as being
shocked by seeing soldier drop a
piece Of bread upon the ground, and
after picking it up, resume its mastl.
cation. If this sketch should meet
her eye, thatfeeling will probably be
reawakeued cnd Intensified.
During the later years Of the Con
federate war, wash bssins in camp
were an unknown quantity. The
morning ablution, if performed at all,
was managed by pouring Water on the
hands from canteen. Lieutenant
Blanchard, remember, always held
his hands in cup shape until they were
filled and then invariably dropped
one, spilling all the liquid and wash
ing his face with the moistened palm
Of the other. In the bitter cold and
constant marching Of our trip to Nash
vile in the winter of 81, [ am salts
fed that some of the boys did not
wash their faces or comb their hair
at less than weekly intervals. As
n II
evidence of the infrequency of bath
tub nights, for reasons named, II
that campaign, 1 recall the fact that l
lost a calico handkerchief and thought
had dropped it on the march. Some
weeks afterward in removing my outer
clothing for the first time after its
disappearance, I found ithidden away
underneath the back Of my vest. On
our return to Corinth, Miss, my mess
took their underwear to lady to be
washed, and as they had been wearing
it for a month or more without a
change, an apology was made for its
conditions. No apologies are neces-
sary, she said. Il have washed
some for Forests cavalry that were
SO stiAened with dirt, that they were
able to stand alone. How we man
aged to keep our pedal extremities in
c1eanly conditions when no streams
were accessible do not recall, save
in a single instance, and it is, per-
haps, not amiss to say that this was
an exceptional case and not COM
pany custom. A member Of the Ogle-
thorpes one day began his prepara-
tions for the midday meal. One Of
the cooking utensils was missing and
he sang out: "Where is the oven -
messmate, some distance away,
shouted back: Cant you wait till |
finish washing my feet in it ?" am
not prepared to testify as to the favor
of the bread that day, as | was not a
member Of that particular mess.
DE. H. Y. MILLER AND THE RICH
MoND COUNTY MELONS.
During the summer Of 81 Aaron
Rhodes, of the Oglethorpes, fell sick
and was sent to the hospital at Greens
boro, GA. DR.. Fl. V.M. Miller, the
<sDemosthenes Of the Mountains and
an ante-belIum professor Of the Medi.
cal college in this city, was the sur
geon in charge. Aaron's father Sc
cured for him leave Of absence to
visit his home, and at its expiration
went to Greensboro to procure an ex-
tension, as he was still unfit for duty.
DR.. Miller said that it was impossible
to grant the request, as strict orders
had been received to allow no further
leaves; that the instructions were I'M
peratiye and gave him no discretion
in the matter. Mr.. Rhodes argued
and pleaded, but without avail. The
doctor said his decision was positive
and final. At the close Of the inter
view Mr. Rhodes gave the assurance
that Aaron would be sent up at once,
and then. in taking his leave, said ::
sBy the way, doctor, I brought up
those Richmond county melons [
promised you when | was here last
and they are now at the depot for
you "Ah thank you, said the
doctor, and, by the way, please say
to Aaron, that after reconsidering the
matter, he can remain at home as long
as he wishes, or until able to return
to duty. And Aaron S melancholy
days we're not "the saddcst Of the
year .
4 TWILIGHT PRAYER MEETING.
Few incidents connected with my
service as soldier have fingered in
my memory more vividly, or in their
retrospect have brought, perhaps, a
deeper sense of satisfaction than that
which closed bright May day in 81.
Sherman and Johnston were fronting
each other near Kingston, Ga. In