. A cavalryman's reminiscences of the Civil War [electronic resource] . them had gone beyondthe sweetheart days and entered the matrimonial state,hence they were in reality at home. While here newscame that the enemy was approaching by wav of Mont-gomery A portion of our brigade engaged them nearthat place an,d preparations were made to receive themat Clinch river, but (Jen. Buckner ordered all thetroops toward Knoxvillc, and we started. The writer,having once made the trip across mountain paths toLoudon, was asked if he thought he could make it thatnight. He, of course, tried it, and was succ
. A cavalryman's reminiscences of the Civil War [electronic resource] . them had gone beyondthe sweetheart days and entered the matrimonial state,hence they were in reality at home. While here newscame that the enemy was approaching by wav of Mont-gomery A portion of our brigade engaged them nearthat place an,d preparations were made to receive themat Clinch river, but (Jen. Buckner ordered all thetroops toward Knoxvillc, and we started. The writer,having once made the trip across mountain paths toLoudon, was asked if he thought he could make it thatnight. He, of course, tried it, and was successful as totime, arriving in Loudon at least an hour earlier thanwas expected. Delivering to Colonel Maxwell (whowas in command at that place) the message from ourColonel. It being about 2 oclock in the morning. told him to send to Gen. Buckner at Knox-villc the same message that was brought to him, andsuch a time waking that operator! It looked as if hewas determined not to get up; at last the sentry whowas on guard at Maxwells headquarters, walked up,. Dr. O. D. BROOKS in 1893. OF THE CIVIL WAR. 75 gave a thundering knock on the door and in stentorianvoice said, Get up from there and send this dispatch;if you dont Ill break your head. The words workedlike magic, for in a twinkling he was up and the rata tat tat of his instrument showed us that he waspushing the keys for all they were worth. Afterthe horse was rested and we had a nap, and then some-thing to eat, a start for Knoxville was made. It was aforced march, one that stove up the horse, but to beaway from your command and not know exactly whereto go is not very pleasant. Some one told me the regi-ment was just ahead and pushing on as fast as a brok-en down horse could go I overtook Ben Brown andCage Stokes, on horses as completely stove up as mine,and as misery always loves company we were delightedto have the companionship of one another, and we rodealong chatting away; all of a sudden we saw a bigforce co
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