. . vision and brigadeorganizations were gradu-ally broken up. The brig-ade staff melted away, andCaptain Charles H. Baker,of the Sixty-fourth, andCaptain Wilbur F. Hinman,of the Sixty-fifth, who hadbeen members of GeneralBrads household for sev-eral months, returned totheir regiments. About the middle ofOctober the Sixty-fifthmoved camp six miles, join-ing the Sixty-fourth at tin-water tank on the place was named CampSherman, in remembranceof the worthy progenitor ofthe Sherman brigade. Ifthe truth be told, the camp di
. . vision and brigadeorganizations were gradu-ally broken up. The brig-ade staff melted away, andCaptain Charles H. Baker,of the Sixty-fourth, andCaptain Wilbur F. Hinman,of the Sixty-fifth, who hadbeen members of GeneralBrads household for sev-eral months, returned totheir regiments. About the middle ofOctober the Sixty-fifthmoved camp six miles, join-ing the Sixty-fourth at tin-water tank on the place was named CampSherman, in remembranceof the worthy progenitor ofthe Sherman brigade. Ifthe truth be told, the camp did not reflect as much honor uponhim as his name did upon the camp. It will be understood thatthis observation applies to the location and surroundings, and notto the soldiers who dwelt there for five weeks. As a matter offact we were—except for an occasional norther, of which I willpresently speak—much more comfortable there than at CampIrwin. At the latter place wood had become so scarce that wewere obliged to haul it in wagons two or three miles, At Camp. H1KAM BELL,SERG1 ilANY A, SIXTY-FOURTH. 1865-1 A TEXAS NORTHER. 765 Sherman there was plenty, convenient of access. There weretwo or three springs, the water of which was a decided improve-ment over that of the miserable branch which had hitherto sup-plied us. As the autumn advanced, the weather became muchcooler and the pestiferous mosquitoes almost entirely disappeared. For this relief, much thanks. About this time we began to look out for northers—the namegiven to violent storms which sweep those Texas plains duringthe fall and winter soon after our arrivalat Camp Sherman, we had adry blizzard which wethought was bad enough,but which proved to beonly a foretaste, a gentlehint, of what was to wind blew furiouslyfor a day. It was heavilyloaded with dust and sand,which it had gathered in itscourse, and which rilled oureyes, ears, nose s—a n dmouths, if we didnt keepthem shut. It drove every-body
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