. Down in Dixie : life in a cavalry regiment in the war days, from the Wilderness to Appomattox . lieved at once from duty as mail-carrier and sent to report to my company commander. CHAPTER VI. The Buglers Drill—Getting Used to the Calls — No Ear forMusic — A Visitor from Home — A Basket full of Goodies —Taking Tintypes — A Special Artist at the Battle of BullRun — Horses for the Troopers — Reviewed by a War Governor— Leaving Camp Meigs — A Mother s Prayers — The Eman-cipation Proclamation — Lincolns Vow—The War Gover-nors Address. HOULD there be living to-day a sur-vivor of Sheridans Cavalry
. Down in Dixie : life in a cavalry regiment in the war days, from the Wilderness to Appomattox . lieved at once from duty as mail-carrier and sent to report to my company commander. CHAPTER VI. The Buglers Drill—Getting Used to the Calls — No Ear forMusic — A Visitor from Home — A Basket full of Goodies —Taking Tintypes — A Special Artist at the Battle of BullRun — Horses for the Troopers — Reviewed by a War Governor— Leaving Camp Meigs — A Mother s Prayers — The Eman-cipation Proclamation — Lincolns Vow—The War Gover-nors Address. HOULD there be living to-day a sur-vivor of Sheridans Cavalry Corps of theArmy of the Potomac who can, withoutshuddering, recall the buglers drill, hisprobationary period on earth must berapidly drawing to a close. I do notmean the regular bugle calls of camp orthose sounded on company or battalion parade. I referto the babel of bugle blasts kept up by the recruit musicians from the sounding of the first call forreveille till taps. A majority of the boys enlisted asbuslers could not at first make a noise — not even a lit- 84. DOWN IN DIXIE. 85 tie toot—on their instruments, but when, under theinstruction of a veteran bugler, they had mastered theart of filling their horns and producing sound theymade up for lost time with a vengeance. And what achorus! Reveille, stable call, breakfast call, sick call,drill call retreat, tattoo, taps — all the calls, or whatthe little fellows could do at them, were sounded at onetime with agonizing effect. * The first sergeant of Company I said to me one daywhile we were in Camp Meigs : The adjutant wants more buglers, and he spoke ofyou as being one of the light weights suitable for thejob. You may go and report to the adjutant. I didnt enlist to be a bugler; Im a full-fledgedsoldier. But youre young enough to bugle. Im twenty-one on the muster-roll. I want to servein the ranks. Cant help it; youll have to try your hand. I reported to the adjutant as directed, and was sent
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