The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 22, July 1918 - April, 1919 Page: 58
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The Southwestern Hiistorical Quarterly
battery and the gunboat's shelling had no more to do with stopping
the forward movement that day than the flowing of the ocean tides
or the changes of the moon had to do with it, for nearly an hour
had passed since we halted before the battery was placed and before
the gunboats fired the first shot and the men had scattered from
their commands looking for something to eat. So I enter my pro-
test here and now against the careless and unauthorized way these
two authors record history.
But to, return to my story. There was a man, Charles Howard
by name, strong physically and mentally, brave as Julias Caesar
and well educated, but with the way and manners of a frontiers-
man, with many peculiarities. He had belonged to Company F
but got a transfer to Company C for some reason I don't recall.
He had gotten a nice laundered white shirt from the sutler's store
the night of the 6th of April. Next morning, the 7th, as the regi-
ment was formed to move, some one reproved Howard for tucking
his shirt back at the neck, exposing his breast which was one of
his habits, telling him it was a shame to treat a nice shirt in that
way. His reply was, "If I get shot in the breast today I don't
want the bullet to injure my biled shirt." Pretty soon we were
ordered to move out towards the enemy and ascertain their posi-
tion, their probable number, etc., and report back to the command-
ing general. Our movement, which was only intended for a recon-
naisance, drew the fire of the enemy's pickets, for advance in their
forward movement had already begun, and one ball struck Howard
in the breast a little below the collar bone, going through him and:
lodging in the muscles or shoulder blade in the back part of his
shoulder, not touching his laundered shirt. A little later while
we stood in column still headed towards the enemy Howard came
riding along the column singing "Blue-eyed Mary," a, favorite song
of his. As he neared me I said, "Which way, Charles, with your
'Blue-eyed Mary' this morning?" He replied, "To Texas, don't
you see my furlough ?" pointing to the wound in his breast. He
rode horseback to Corinth that day, about fifteen miles, applied
for and obtained a furlough soon after, went to Texas and about
five months later reported back to his company for duty again,
sound as a dollar.
Our next move was to the rear a short distance to dismount and
join in with a Louisiana brigade of infantry to make a charge on
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