Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-05-28
me realize that there is life in the old

me realize that there is life in the old
county yet.
Their principal had resigned near the
close Of the session, and they had got
Prof. Latt Carpenter, a Noxubee
county boy, to preside over the school
for the last three months. was very
much pleasedwith Prof. Carpenter. He
gave US splendid talk on education,
and as the trustees had thought best
not to have any exercises from the
children, all the candidates were asked
to follow Prof. Carpenter and give
talk on education. Carpenters was so
fine and covered every point so we'll
that reckon most of them felt like /
did-that tie less they said the better
for the more we tried the more we
were reminded that we never had mu
education. but all the candidates who
were called on commended the good
people on the grand work they have
inaugurated. They gave us splendid
dinner, and they assured me that !
should have more than two votes this
time.
After spending a pleasant day with
these good people and witnessing the
start of the baseball game, we rolled
out for home, was told by a good
of the ladies in this neighborhood that
they enjoyed reading my letters, and
this did me great deal of good. They
told me that there was a little girl
there who always read "Big Bud 8"
letters, and that she had noticed that
l spoke of "Sallie." So when they
told her that l was "Big Bud" a
little granddaughter of mine was by
my side, and she said: "Papa, is that
girl standing there by him, Sallie?" !
told them that would have to bring
Sallie out with me the next time and
let them see the woman with whom !
have played second fiddle for the last
fifty years, for on Oct. 10th, if we
live to see that day, we will celebrate
our golden wedding.
Having had a royal invitation from
my old Adjutant-G General, l am going
to take Sallie and one of nv grand
daughters, Sallie Swami, to Richmond
with me, leaving here next Sunday
evening. hope to be able to write
you all an interesting letter about this
grand Reunion. for such it will be.
Henry Jackson told me he was going
withme, and ] hope ne will, forI would
like to 60 with Henry and climb the
same hills that we climbed together at
Gaines Mill, where we drove three
lines of battles out, and tried to find
the spot beyond the lines, where Capt.
Thomas turned and slapped Henry
and me on the shoulders with his hat,
and said if he had regiment like us
he could whip the world. We were no
braver than the balance of the other
boys, but just happened to be in the
lead at that time.
l don't anticipate much pleasure in
visiting these old battle fields, for most
all of the boys who charged these hills
with me to the tune of old Dixie have
long since crossed the river. l always
dread to leave home, as | don't know
which one of the boys will slip away
while | am gone, when l returned from
Starkville. although gone but day, l
found that Comrade Aston had answer
ed the last roll call, and had been buried
away at Soule Chapel. l found that my
good friend, William Douglass was SER
iously i'll. Bill was splendid soldier
and made US a good citizen since the
war. hope that he may yet tbe spared.
| also heard that Comrade Dave Will
liams was quite i'll. When Tom Stew
ems heard of Dawes illness, he said
"No better soldier ever wore the grey,
no more daring trooper ever followed
Forrest than Dave Williams" May
the great God who rules US all spare
their lives for many day to come.
Good bye.
BIG BUD.