Army Letters From An Officer's Wife, 1871-1888, By Frances M.A. Roe

















































































































































 -  Going up the
steps and on in the room to a cot, he unfastened the ball from his
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Going Up The Steps And On In The Room To A Cot, He Unfastened The Ball From His Belt And Let It Thunder Down On The Floor, And Then Throwing Himself Down On The Cot, Buried His Face In The Blankets, An Awful Picture Of Woe And Despair.

On the walk by the door, and looking at him with contempt, stood a splendid specimen of manhood - erect, broad-chested, with clear, honest eyes and a weather-beaten face - a typical soldier of the United States Army, and such as he, the prisoner inside might have become in time.

Our house is separated from the guardhouse by a little park only, and I could plainly see the whole thing - the strong man and the weakling.

In the meantime, bugles had called the men back to quarters, and very soon I learned all about the wretched affair. The misguided young man had deserted once before, was found guilty by a general court-martial, and sentenced to the penitentiary at Leavenworth for the regulation time for such an offense, and to-morrow morning he was to have started for the prison. Now he has to stand a second court-martial, and serve a double sentence for desertion!

He was so silly about it too. The prisoners were at the large ice house down by the river, getting ice out for the daily delivery. There were sentinels over them, of course, but in some way that man managed to sneak over the ice through the long building to an open door, through which he dropped down to the ground, and then he ran. He was missed almost instantly and the alarm given, but the companies were sent to the lowland along the river, where there are bushes, for there seemed to be no other place where he could possibly secrete himself.

The officer of the day is responsible, in a way, for the prisoners, so of course Lieutenant Todd went to the ice house to find out the cause of the trouble, and on his way back he accidentally passed an old barrel-shaped water wagon. Not a sound was heard, but something told him to look inside. He had to climb up on a wheel in order to get high enough to look through the little square opening at the top, but he is a tall man and could just see in, and peering down he saw the wretched prisoner huddled at one end, looking more like an animal than a human being. He ordered him to come out, and marched him to the guardhouse.

It was a strange coincidence, but the officer of the day happened to have been promoted from the ranks, had served his three years as an enlisted man, and then passed a stiff examination for a commission. One could see by his walk that he had no sympathy for the mother's baby. He knew from experience that a soldier's life is not hard unless the soldier himself makes it so.

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