. On wheels and how I came there; a real story for real boys and girls, giving the personal experiences and observations of a fifteen-year-old Yankee boy as soldier and prisoner in the American civil war . for. When on the march these cooks were not requiredto keep in ranks, and having no guns or accouter-ments to carry, they could, and often did, lighten ourburdens. Jack often kept several regiments in ad-vance of us when we were not ourselves in tlie front. 72 ON WHEELS. and on making a discovery of some good water hewould rush back after our canteens, and by the timewe came up would have th
. On wheels and how I came there; a real story for real boys and girls, giving the personal experiences and observations of a fifteen-year-old Yankee boy as soldier and prisoner in the American civil war . for. When on the march these cooks were not requiredto keep in ranks, and having no guns or accouter-ments to carry, they could, and often did, lighten ourburdens. Jack often kept several regiments in ad-vance of us when we were not ourselves in tlie front. 72 ON WHEELS. and on making a discovery of some good water hewould rush back after our canteens, and by the timewe came up would have them ready for us freshlyfilled. Sometimes w^hen our regiment was w^ell toward therear of the marching coluum, or was acting as rearguard, our regimental wagons carrying our cookingutensils would get into camp an liour or so in advanceof us. On such occasions Jack would go in withthem, and l)y the time we reached camp, which w^asfrequently after dark, we w^ould find our faithfulcook seated on a pile of rails or w^ood whicli he hadgathered, with mess pan and camp kettle on theground beside him, filled with water, w^aiting for us,ready to prepare supper as soon as he could learnwliere we would CHAPTER the Makcii Through Jacksox. tHE first day out our brigade niarclied near tliehead of the column, so that Jack liad no op-portunitj of going in advance of ns to makepreparations. As it was dark wlien we reached campseveral of us assisted him in getting wood and number of regiments were in advance of us, andalready liad their fires started and suppers under black pine smoke from these camp fires wasvery dense and blinding, and, at times, made itdifficult to see or step without stumbling over someobject or running into some person. Dan, the tall color-sergeant, and I, while going insearch of some water, had to pass through wdiereseveral of these regiments were camped. In trying tokeep up with Dans long strides in the blindingsmoke I had the misfortune to
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