The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1901-03-01

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At last he told me to call the doctor
| Or. Little was then at the general
hospital waiting Oh some cases thai
bel nged to our company So
went over to DR.. Muller's tent and
called for him. lie was lying on his
bunk reading medical journal at
the time. l told him my business
and in few minutes we were back
at the tent. lie went in and said,
.'IIello Mac, what's the matter with
yopG Tive got chill, doctor, %
was Iim's reply. Taking him by
the wrist he felt Jim's pulse and
asked him to let him see his tongue.
Jim had very heavy mustache and
he took both hands to hold it back
so he could show his tongue. The
doctor then asked him some other
questions, among them. shave you
been drinking any liquor lately?'
Jim told him yes, he had a couple of
drinks that day. Without saying
anything more the doctor told me to
20 with him to his tent and he would
fix him up all right, But before
starting he asked me if I had tin
cup that I could take with me.
got Ned, our cook, up and got cup
and we went to the Doctors tent and
he poured the cup nearly half full
of whiskey out of apparently three
gallon dimUohn, and told me to have
"Mack" drink about half of it now
and in about fifteen minutes give him
the rest. | did as he told me and in
less than half an hour Jim was up
hunting his pistol to kill Lockhart
Mitchell's stallion which was loose
and kicking up a general row among
the horses on our line. Just about
this time the rain began falling in
torrents, and Jim looked out and
yelled "Whooper, who o-p-e T.,
Lockhart Mitchell, if you don't take
care of that horse id if 1 don't
shoot him. ''Thee" Byers, who
was lying in the next tent, said:
"Call the Corporal Of the guard"
jim began, Corporal ofthe GU a I'd,
Corporal of the guard" Thee says:
"Post No. l." and Jim repeated,
"Post No. II / could hold no
longer and broke out in a laugh.
Jim then says: can over camp
them" adding few other words not
necessary to report here. 1t was but
a few minutes till the officer of the
day came to the tent and wanted to
know "what ir the devil is all this
fuss about?" The matter was cx-
planned and he went back to his post.
Next morning DR.. Muller called to
me, "Hello, Stonewall (for that was
my nick-name) how is Mack this
morning. He's all right, "Dock"
was my reply.
The reader will please understand
that in relating such episodes as fre-
quently appear in these "reminiscences
it is our object to give as true pen
picture of army life as it is posi-
BILE to do, and not to, in any way,
reflect upon the life or conduct of
any one whom they concern. Many
parties whose names are or will be
mentioned here have long gone to
their reward, and we are not dis:
posed, even if we could do so, to
unveil anything that would reflect
upon them unjustly. | would not
for the world do such a thing.
It's sad, sad, to look back upon
the past without catching an inspira-
ton for the future. The companies
were divided into messes. Ours was
known as the York mess. Then
we had the Santuc mess, Pea Ridge
mess, Union mess, Newberry mess,
while various messes went by the
name of some individual who, was
considered its head. The York mess
at that time consisted of E. l..
Minter, w. M. Kennedy, D.. T.
Byers, J. A. Donold, j. M. McCul-
loeb, zoe W. LEIGH, Napoleon FAINT,
Chas. "Bud" Fant, j. Wesley Nc
Kown and your correspondent. To
it later was added DR.. j. A. Smith,
James and Sam McKown, Jno. w.
Mitchell and William Plaxico. all
ofwhom with the exception of w. M.
Kennedy, James McKown and my
self have passed over the river, and
with the immortal jackson, are
"resting under the shade of the
tree" Peace to their ashes, an |
calm to their memories.