. Four years in the Stonewall Brigade [electronic resource] . says to me: Let us put two crooked ones to-gether, so we can creep out some nights. All right, says I, and we did so. We remained in the guardhouse six days,and every night we would slip out that crack,and roam around over the brigade, crawlingback before day. We did not care if the senti-nel did see us coming back, for we would makehim believe we got out while he was on duty,and would report him for negligence. So hewould keep mum; and every night there wouldbe a different sentinel. But soldiers had to dosome devilment, to relieve
. Four years in the Stonewall Brigade [electronic resource] . says to me: Let us put two crooked ones to-gether, so we can creep out some nights. All right, says I, and we did so. We remained in the guardhouse six days,and every night we would slip out that crack,and roam around over the brigade, crawlingback before day. We did not care if the senti-nel did see us coming back, for we would makehim believe we got out while he was on duty,and would report him for negligence. So hewould keep mum; and every night there wouldbe a different sentinel. But soldiers had to dosome devilment, to relieve the monotony ofeamp life. On the 1st of September we moved camp towithin one mile of Fairfax court house, about IOmiles nearer Alexandria, and our regiment wenton picket duty at Alunsons Hill, in sight ofWashington City. We remained on picket oneweek, and had quite a nice time. Aly cousin, Smith Casler, of the 1st Kentuckyregiment, came to see me while in this camp. Ihad not seen him since we were little boys, heliving in Louisville, Ky., when the war broke. THE STONEWALL BRIGADE. 59 out. I got a pass for a few days and he and Iwent to the battle field, and I showed him allabout the place and the ground we fought saw the marble shaft, erected to mark theplace where Gen. Bee fell. We then went to the Henry House andthere accidentally met a son of the old lady whowas killed there. He was living in Alexandria,and had slipped through the lines to visit his oldhome, now desolate, and torn to pieces by theravages of war. He spoke kindly to us, andwas much grieved about his mothers death. Hegave us a short history of his past life, and en-treated us to go forth and avenge his mothersdeath. He was apparently about 50 years ofage, and we parted with him with sad hearts, ifnot with tears in our eyes. We then went to ahouse near by and stayed all night. The next morning we went to Manassas Junc-tion and got on the cars and went to FairfaxStation; visited the Hampshire Guards in th
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