. Recollections of a Rebel surgeon, and other sketches : or, in the doctor's sappy days . d taken a seat on a log, andwas gently fanning himself with his hat—cooland collected—when Bright wobbled up to me,swabbing his face with a red handkerchief, 23 RECOLLECTIONS OF A REBEL SURGEON. whose color his face discounted ten per cent., andin disjointed ejaculations as he could get hisbreath, said: Sergeant—I wouldnt—make—the—men dou-ble-quick up hill; it tires Mr. Russell so bad! At night, while the pale inconstant moon rodemajestically thro the blue cloudless sky (seeG. P. R. James novels), we boys
. Recollections of a Rebel surgeon, and other sketches : or, in the doctor's sappy days . d taken a seat on a log, andwas gently fanning himself with his hat—cooland collected—when Bright wobbled up to me,swabbing his face with a red handkerchief, 23 RECOLLECTIONS OF A REBEL SURGEON. whose color his face discounted ten per cent., andin disjointed ejaculations as he could get hisbreath, said: Sergeant—I wouldnt—make—the—men dou-ble-quick up hill; it tires Mr. Russell so bad! At night, while the pale inconstant moon rodemajestically thro the blue cloudless sky (seeG. P. R. James novels), we boys lying outsideof the tent on the grass, gazing skyward, werethinking of the loved ones at home, of our sweet-hearts, and of course many of the chaps werehomesick. Billy Lewis, who was a nice, cleanlittle law student, as much fit for a soldier as acanary bird is to make a chicken pie, he had itbad. Heigh-ho, he said, I wish I was at home.^ Heigh-ho, said Bright, just as solemnly, Iwish I had some buttermilk. And as the Liztown Humorist says, Youdoughter heard em yell. .. If w% ii -24 THE DOCTOR GETS DINNER. THE DOCTOR GETS DINNER. Before we struck camp and went to marching,said the Old Doctor, before they took our tentsaway, and our camp-kettles, we fared every mess in our company had a negroservant, belonging to some one of the boys; andthus our cooking was done as it should have beendone—considering. Our cook belonged to GwynYerger, as fine a young fellow as you ever saw,and as gallant as Custer, whom, by-the-bye, hestrikingly resembled; tall, straight, a blue-eyedblonde. Of course he was very popular with theladies—tell you a good one on him some day. Well, Gus, thats the negro cook, got sick, andwe fellers had to take it turn-about cooking. Iwas a httle pale-faced, beardless, dandified med-ical student, and knew about as much aboutcooking as a cat; but it came my turn. I neverlet on, but went and got the rations for the messfrom the commissa
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