The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-05-30
WHEN AOLD HICKORY WAS MAD
 AND IN A CURSINC HUMOR

dians taking the bark from the pines to cover the huts at the fort. Many of neatly the Indians were arranging the bark. Among those present that rec ollect were Generals Jackson, Gaines. Glasscock, Colonels Presley and King. Major Floyd and Captain Bee.
 While we were there a Georgian by the name of Jabez Gilbert came up: I knew Gilbert--he was pretty well smoked-soab and water would have helped the looks. of both him and his clothes. Some eight or ten of these Nashville youngsters seized him and said that they would throw him into the river, which was but few yards of.
 One of the young men, and I think q Lieutenant, was named Ayres. He stepped up to General Jackson and said
 General. we have notion to wash that fellow"
 The General said nothing, but hung his head and smiled. That made me mad.
 They dragged Gilbert nearly to the waters edge. I remarked to General Glasscock that was one of his men l repeated 1t several times, but G1asscock said nothing. I then spoke out loud and said that he was a Georgian and had claims on me. I then walked to where Gilbert was. and ordered him to go to quarters. They then attempted to seize me. l tapped or pushed one of them over; and another pushed into the water where 1t was about knee deep.
 Colonel Presley who had been or was looking to be arrested, had made me a present of his side arms. which I had under my shirt and showed to the boys, and that ended the row at the water.
 I walked back and took my seat not far from where General Jackson and the others were sitting. This man Ayres came up and commenced sort of quarrel with me. and said that Peneral Jackson saw it and had not interfered and that 1t was none of my business: besides. he said. had no command among the whites, and had better attend to my Indians. I told him that 1t mattered not where my command was. when I discovered such chaps as he. out of their place, I would put them back in 1t.
 discovered that the General was mad. for I had not been very choice about my words or insinuations. He rose to his feet and said that he had seen as big men as I thrown into the water. remarked to him that he might. but that he did not have ShouBu tueu III HIS LlIei TuaEu IO OO Its and if he thought so. he might try 1t.
 Major Twiggs at this time stepped near and gave me to understand that had better say no more and go to my quarters. and remarking to Ayres at the same time, Young man. you put out from here" Twiggs and g Captain Bee were the only men that said word Captain Bee turned off and spoke so as to be heard by all who were listening. "woodward, is right and the Georgians ought to love him. :" JACKSON CURSED ME,
 REMEMBER HIS wORDs.s
 As I walked off General Jackson cursed me for "a damned, long, Indian looking s-- - -" q recollect his lan- guage we'll As he made that speech I turned and said to him that I had some of that blood, but neither boasted of, nor was ashamed of it. I went to my quarters, and either sent a note or got Captain Brown to go to the Gen. eral, q forget which now) and say to him that I regretted having incurred his displeasure, and that if he had no further use for my service I would quit the camp.
 That evening or the next morning he sent for me to come to his quar- ters. He said to me that I had done right in preventing the volunteers from throwing the militiamen in the water, but said was too self-wi1led. and did not observe a proper respect towards my superiors. and that he wished the matter dropped there and he wished me to remain. There the matter ended
 could not help laughing then to myself at the idea of the difference the old General made (and which ia often made yeti between volunteers and militia. for I had always looked upon volunteers and drafted men as being militia until they had been trained. Though I believe the word militia means a national force or trained band-and all new troops. both volunteers and drafted men are alike until they are made regulars by train ing.
 From Fort Gadsden we marched to Mickasucky where we had a little mrush. There were a few Georgians, some Tennesseeans. under Major Rus sell, a fine fighter. and some friendly Indians at the skirmish-there were but seven Indians killed. but every man along killed one of them. The next fight was the Macintosh one. where Mrs. Dill was rescued and of which I have given you an account before.
 Colonel Buffers account of that is a very incorrect one. as will be recol- lected by those who were along and have read his report of the fight. But there is nothing which is more exag- gerated. generally, than the official ac- counts of fights, and particularly those skirmishes with the Indians.
 The severest brush that I was en- gagged In during the campaign was at the negro village, near Bowleg's Town on the Sewanee. There were only about 300 friendly Indians and four white men engaged in that fight Isaac Brown, Jack Car