. . dopted him, and until the finalmuster-out, more than a year, he served the line officers mess ofthe Sixty-fifth, as waiter, bottle-washer and general factotum. He was exceedingly brightand handy, and became auniversal favorite. Persimmon trees wereplenty along the line of ourwanderings. Many ofthem were in full fruit, andthe simmons were at theright stage of their exist-ence to be toothsome andin every way pleasant. Asall will remember, a greenpersimmon is a terror. Itis an astringent of fortyhorse power, puckering thetongue and
. . dopted him, and until the finalmuster-out, more than a year, he served the line officers mess ofthe Sixty-fifth, as waiter, bottle-washer and general factotum. He was exceedingly brightand handy, and became auniversal favorite. Persimmon trees wereplenty along the line of ourwanderings. Many ofthem were in full fruit, andthe simmons were at theright stage of their exist-ence to be toothsome andin every way pleasant. Asall will remember, a greenpersimmon is a terror. Itis an astringent of fortyhorse power, puckering thetongue and inside of themouth to such an extent asto render intelligible, speechan impossibility. The-sol-diers never neglected anopportunity to inveigle arecruit into the masticationof a green persimmon. Late in the fall, when thoroughlyripened, its drastic peculiarities disappeared, and it was most lus-cious to one who had lived long on army diet. Whenever wepassed one of the trees, the boys would swarm from the ranks andgather the fruitage in an incredibly brief EDWARD SECOND LIEUTENANT, SIXTH BATTERY. i864.] CHAPTER LVI. HOOD ENTERS TENNESSEE. Off by Rail to Athens—A Muddy Tramp to Pulaski—A ColdBath in Elk River—We Vote for President—DisclosureOF Hoods Plan—He Crosses the Tennessee River—Sher-mans Dispositions and Movements—Thomas and Schofield -The Batterys Return from Atlanta—The Retreat to Co-lumbia—The Canter to Spring Hill. THAT night—October 31st—in Chattanooga, we had justgone to sleep when we were routed out by the sound ofbugles and drums. Some of the new men began to ramcartridges into their muskets, with an alacrity that wasas commendable as it was unnecessary. Marching to the depot,we once more took cars and about midnight rolled away. Thesingle track was blocked with trains going both ways, and we hadlong delays, not reaching Bridgeport until eight in the could almost have marched the distance in that time, but westill had a prefer
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