""Tell us how you fails to c"llect this Yankee, Major," says Faro Nell: "which I"m plumb interested every time that some one don"t get killed."
""I reecounts that exploit with pleasure," says, the Major, bowin"
p"lite as Noo Orleans first circles an" touchin" his hat to Nell.
"It"s one day when we"re in a fight. The line of battle is mebby stretched out half a mile. As I su"gests, I"m spraddlin" "round permiscus with no stated arena of effort, carryin" despatches an"
turnin" in at anything that offers, as handy as I can. I"m sent final with a dispatch from the left to the extreme right of our lines.
""When we goes into this skrimmage we jumps the Lincoln people somewhat onexpected. They has their blankets an" knapsacks on, an" as they frames themse"fs up for the struggle they casts off this yere baggage, an" thar it lays, a windrow of knapsacks, blankets an" haversacks, mighty near a half mile in length across the plain. As we-all rebs has been pushin" the Yankees back a lot, this windrow is now to our r"ar, an" I goes canterin" along it on my mission to the far right.
""Without a word of warnin" a Yank leaps up from where he"s been burrowin" down among this plunder an" snaps a Enfield rifle in my face.
I pulls my boss back so he"s almost settin" on his hocks; an" between us, gents, that onexpected sortie comes mighty near surprisin" me plumb out of the saddle. But the Enfield don"t go off none; an" with that the Yank throws her down an" starts to" run. He sh.o.r.ely does _vamos_ with the velocity of jackrabbits!
""As soon as me an" my hoss recovers our composure we gives chase.
Bein" the pore Yank is afoot, I runs onto him in the first two hundred yards. As I comes up, I"ve got my six-shooter in my hand. I puts the muzzle on him, sort o" p"intin" between the shoulders for gen"ral results; but when it comes to onhookin" my weepon I jest can"t turn the trick. It"s too much like murder. Meanwhile, the flyin" Yank is stampedin" along like he ain"t got a thing on his mind an" never turnin" his head.
""I calls on him to surrender. He makes a roode remark over his shoulder at this military manoover an" pelts ahead all onabated. Then I evolves a scheme to whack him on the head with my gun. I pushes my hoss up ontil his nose is right by that No"thern party"s y"ear.
Steadyin" myse"f, I makes a wallop at him an" misses. I invests so much soul in the blow that missin" that a-way, I comes within" a ace of clubs of goin" off my hoss an" onto my head. An" still that exasperatin" Yank goes rackin" along, an" if anything some faster than before. At that I begins to lose my temper ag"in.
""I reorganises,--for at the time I nearly makes the dive outen the stirrups, I pulls the hoss to a stop,--an" once more takes up the pursoot of my locoed prey. He"s a pris"ner fair enough, only he"s too obstinate to admit it. As I closes on him ag"in, I starts for the second time to drill him, but I can"t make the landin". I"m too young; my heart ain"t hard enough; I rides along by him for a bit an" for the second time su"gests that he surrender. The Yank ignores me; he keeps on runnin".
""Which sech conduct baffles me! It"s absolootely ag"in military law.
By every roole of the game that Yank"s my captive; but defyin"
restraint he goes caperin" on like he"s free.
""As I gallops along about four foot to his r"ar I confess I begins to feel a heap he"pless about him. I"m too tender to shoot, an" he won"t stop, an" thar we be.
""While I"m keepin" him company on this retreat, I reflects that even if I downs him, the war would go on jest the same; it wouldn"t stop the rebellion none, nor gain the South her independence. The more I considers, too, the war looks bigger an" the life of this flyin" Yank looks smaller. Likewise, it occurs to me that he"s headed no"th. If he keeps up his gait an" don"t turn or twist he"ll have quitted Southern territory by the end of the week.
""After makin" a complete round-up of the sityooation I begins to lose interest in this Yank; an" at last I leaves him, racin" along alone.
By way of stim"lant, as I pauses I cracks off a couple of loads outen my six-shooter into the air. They has a excellent effect; from the jump the Yank makes at the sound I can see the shots puts ten miles more run into him sh.o.r.e. He keeps up his gallop ontil he"s out of sight, an" I never after feasts my eyes on him.
""Which I regyards your conduct, Major, as mighty hoomane," says Dan Boggs, raisin" his gla.s.s p"litely. "I approves of it, partic"lar."
"The Major meets Dan"s attentions in the sperit they"re proposed.
After a moment Enright speaks of them cannons.
"But you-all got a battery final, Major?" says Enright.
""Six bra.s.s guns," says the Major, an" his gray eyes beams an" he speaks of "em like they was six beautiful women. "Six bra.s.s guns, they be," he says. We captured "em from the enemy an" I"m put in command.
Gents, I"ve witnessed some successes personal, but I never sees the day when I"m as satisfied an" as contentedly proud as when I finds myse"f in command of them six bra.s.s guns. I was like a lover to every one of "em.
""I"m that headlong to get action--we"re in middle Loosiana at the time--that I hauls a couple of "em over by the Mississippi an" goes prowlin" "round ontil I pulls on trouble with a little Yankee gun boat.
It lasts two hours, an" I sh.o.r.e sinks that naval outfit an" piles the old Mississippi on top of "em. I"m so puffed up with this yere exploit that a pigeon looks all sunk in an" consumptif beside me.
""Thar"s one feacher of this dooel with the little gun boat which displeases me, however. Old Butler"s got Noo Orleans at the time, an"
among other things he"s editin" the papers. I reads in one of "em a month later about me sinkin" that scow. It says I"m a barb"rous villain, the story does, an" shoots up the boat after it surrenders, an" old Butler allows he"ll hang me a whole lot the moment ever he gets them remarkable eyes onto me. I don"t care none at the time much, only I resents this yere charge. I sh.o.r.e never fires a shot at that gunboat after it gives up; I ain"t so opulent of amm"nition as all that. As time goes on, however, thar"s a day when I"m goin" to take the determination of old Butler more to heart.
""Followin" the gun-boat eepisode I"m more locoed than ever to get my battery into a fight. An" at last I has my hopes entirely fulfilled.
It"s about four o"clock one evenin" when we caroms on about three brigades of Yanks. Thar"s mebby twelve thousand of us rebs an" all of fourteen thousand of the Lincoln people. My battery is all the big guns we-all has, while said Yanks is strong with six full batteries.
""The battle opens up; we"re on a old sugar plantation, an" after manooverin" about a while we settles down to work. It"s that day I has my dreams of carnage realised in full. I turns loose my six guns with verve an" fervour, an" it ain"t time for a second drink before I attracts the warmest attention from every one of the Yankee batteries.
She"s sh.o.r.e a scandal the way them gents in bloo does shoot me up!
Jest to give you-all a idee: the Yankees slams away at me for twenty minutes; they dismounts two of my guns; they kills or creases forty of my sixty-six men; an" when they gets through you-all could plant cotton where my battery stands, it"s that ploughed up.
""It"s in the midst of the _baile_, an" I"m standin" near my number-one gun. Thar"s a man comes up with a cartridge. A piece of a sh.e.l.l t"ars him open, an" he falls across the gun, limp as a towel, an" then onto the ground. I orders a party named Williams to the place. Something comes flyin" down outen the heavens above an" smites Williams on top the head; an" he"s gone. I orders up another. He a.s.soomes the responsibilities of this p"sition jest in time to get a rifle bullet through the jaw. He lives though; I sees him after the war.
""As that"s no more men for the place, I steps for"ard myse"f. I"m not thar a minute when I sinks down to the ground. I don"t feel nothin"
an" can"t make it out.
""While I"m revolvin" this yere phenomenon of me wiltin" that a-way an"
tryin to form some opinions about it, thar"s a explosion like forty battles all in one. For a moment, I reckons that somehow we-all has opened up a volcano inadvertent, an" that from now on Loosiana can boast a Hecla of her own. But it ain"t no volcano. It"s my ammunition waggons which, with two thousund rounds is standin" about one hundred yards to my r"ar. The Yanks done blows up the whole outfit with one of their sh.e.l.ls.
""It"s strictly the thing, however, which lets my battery out. The thick smoke of the two thousand cartridges drifts down an" blankets what"s left of us like a fog. The Yanks quits us; they allows most likely they"ve lifted me an" my six bra.s.s guns plumb off the earth.
Thar"s some roodiments of trooth in the theery for that matter.
""These last interestin" details sort o" all happens at once. I"ve jest dropped at the time when my ammunition waggons enters into the sperit of the o"casion like I describes. As I lays thar one of my men comes gropin" along down to me in the smoke.
"""Be you hurt, Major?" he says.
"""I don"t know," I replies: "my idee is that you better investigate an" see."
""He t"ars open my coat; thar"s no blood on my shirt. He lifts one arm an" then the other; they"re sound as gold pieces. Then I lifts up my left laig; I"ve got on high hoss-man boots.
"""Pull off this moccasin," I says.
""He pulls her off an" thar"s nothin" the matter thar. I breaks out into a profoose sweat; gents, I"m scared speechless. I begins to fear I ain"t plugged at all; that I"ve fainted away on a field of battle an"
doo to become the scandal of two armies. I never feels so weak an"
sick!
""I"ve got one chance left an" trembles as I plays it; I lifts up my right boot. I win; about a quart of blood runs out. Talk of reprievin" folks who"s sentenced to death! Gents, their emotions is only imitations of what I feels when I finds that the Yanks done got me an" nary doubt. It"s all right--a rifle bullet through my ankle!
""That night I"m mowed away, with twenty other wounded folks, in a little cabin off to one side, an" thar"s a couple of doctors sizin" up my laig.
"""Joe," says one, that a-way, "we"ve got to cut it off."
""But I votes "no" emphatic; I"m too young to talk about goin shy a laig. With that they ties it up as well as ever they can, warnin" me meanwhile that I"ve got about one chance in a score to beat the game.
Then they imparts a piece of news that"s a mighty sight worse than my laig.
"""Joe," says this doctor, when he"s got me bandaged, "our army"s got to rustle out of yere a whole lot. She"s on the retreat right now.
Them Yanks outheld us an" out-played us an" we"ve got to go stampedin".
The worst is, thar"s no way to take you along, an" we"ll have to leave you behind."
"""Then the Yanks will corral me?" I asks.
"""Sh.o.r.e," he replies, "but thar"s nothin" else for it."
""It"s then it comes on me about that gunboat an" the promises old Butler makes himse"f about hangin" me when caught. Which these yere reflections infooses new life into me. I makes the doctor who"s talkin" go rummagin" about ontil he rounds up a old n.i.g.g.e.r daddy, a mule an" a two-wheel sugar kyart. It"s rainin" by now so"s you-all could stand an" wash your face an" hands in it. As that medical sharp loads me in, he gives me a bottle of this yere morphine, an" between jolts an" groans I feeds on said drug until mornin."
""That old black daddy is dead game. He drives me all night an" all day an" all night ag"n, an" I"m in Shreveport; my ankle"s about the size of a bale of cotton. Thar"s one ray through it all, however; I misses meetin" old man Butler an" I looks on that as a triumph which sh.o.r.e borders on relief."