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keep ourselves worthy of the boon of ton. From the upper windows we can self-government, man by man! I do not see the Potomac opening southward like wish to hear, “ Order arms !” and a lake, and between us and the water

Charge bayonets!" in the Capitol. But ambitious Washington stretching itself this present defence of Free Speech and along and along, like the shackly files Free Thought ends, let us hope, that of an army of recruits. danger forever.

Oaks love the soil of this terrace. When we had been ten days in our There are some noble ones on the undushowy barracks we began to quarrel

lations before the house. It may be perwith luxury. What had private soldiers mitted even for one who is supposed to to do with the desks of law-givers ? think of nothing but powder and ball to

Why should we be allowed to revel notice one of these grand trees. Let the longer in the dining-rooms of Washing- ivy-covered stem of the Big Oak of Camp ton hotels, partaking the admirable dain- Cameron take its place in literature ! ties there?

And now enough of scenery. The landThe May sunshine, the birds and the scape will stay, but the troops will not. breezes of May, invited us to Camp, –

There are trees and slopes of greenthe genuine thing, under canvas. Be- sward elsewhere, and shrubbery begins to sides, Uncles Sam and Abe wanted our blossom in these bright days of May beroom for other company. Washington fore a thousand pretty homes. The tents was filling up fast with uniforms. It and the tent-life are more interesting seemed as if all the able-bodied men in for the moment than objects which canthe country were moving, on the first not decamp. of May, with all their property on their The old villa serves us for head-quarbacks, to agreeable, but dusty lodgings on ters. It is a respectable place, not withthe Potomac.

out its pretensions. Four granite pillars, We also made our May move. One as true grit as if the two Presidents Adams afternoon, my company, the Ninth, and had lugged them on their shoulders all the Engineers, the Tenth, were detailed the

way from Quincy, Mass., make a carto follow Captain Vielé, and lay out a riage-porch. Here is the Colonel in the camp on Meridian Hill.

big west parlor, the Quartermaster and Commissary in the rooms with slidingdoors on the east, the Ilospital up-stairs,

and so on. Other rooms, numerous as As we had the first choice, we got, on the cells in a monastery, serve as quarthe whole, the best site for a camp.

We ters for the Engineer Company. These occupy the villa and farm of Dr. Stone, dens are not monastic in aspect. The two miles due north of Willard's Hotel. house is, of course, a Certosa, so far as I assume that hotel as a peculiarly Amer- the gentler sex are concerned; but no ican point of departure, and also because anchorites dwell here at present. If the it is the hub of Washington, - the cen- Seventh disdained everything but soltre of an eccentric, having the White diers' fare, — which it does not,House at the end of its shorter, and the mon civility would require that it should Capitol at the end of its longer radius, do violence to its disinclination for com– moral, so they say, as well as geomet- fort and luxury, and consume the stores rical.

sent down by ardent patriots in New Sundry dignitaries, Presidents and York. The cellars of the villa overflow what not, have lived here in times gone with edibles, and in the greenhouse is a by. Whoever chose the site ought to be most appetizing array of barrels, boxes, kindly remembered for his good taste. cans, and bottles, shipped here that our The house stands upon the pretty ter- Sybarites might not sigh for the fleshrace commanding the plain of Washing- pots of home. Such trash may do very



at our camp.



well to amuse the palate in these times new artillery company, - its barbers' of half-peace, half-hostility; but when shops, - its offices. The same, more or

"war, which for a space does fail, less well arranged, can be seen in all the Shall doubly thun swell the gale," rendezvous where the armies are now then every soldier should drop gracefully assembling. Instead of such description, to the simple ration, and cease to dabble then, let me give the log of a single day with frying-pans. Cooks to their aprons, and soldiers to their guns ! Our tents are pitched on a level clover

JOURNAL OF A DAY AT CAMP CAMERON, field sloping to the front for our parade

BY PRIVATE W., COMPANY I. ground. We use the old wall tent without a fly. It is necessary to live in one Воом ! of these awhile to know the vast supe- I would rather not believe it; but it is riority of the Sibley pattern. Sibley's - yes, it is — the morning gun, uttering tent is a wrinkle taken from savage life. its surly “Hullo!" to sunrise. It is the Sioux buffalo-skin lodge, or Te- Yes, — and, to confirm my suspicions, pee, improved,-a cone truncated at the here rattle in the drums and pipe in the top and fitted with a movable apex for fifes, wooing us to get up, get up, with ventilation. A single tent-pole, support- music too peremptory to be harmonied upon a hinged tripod of iron, sustains the structure. It is compacter, more I rise up sur mon séant and glance commodious, healthier, and handsomer about me. I, Private W., chance, by than the ancient models. None other reason of sundry chances, to be a memshould be used in permanent encamp- ber of a company recently largely rements. For marching troops, the French cruited and bestowed all together in a Tente d'abri is a capital shelter.

biy marquee. As I lift myself up, I Still our fellows manage to be at home others lift themselves up on those straw as they are. Some of our model tents bags we kindly call our mattresses. The are types of the best style of temporary tallest man of the regiment, Sergeant K., cottages. Young housekeepers of limited is on one side of me. On the other side incomes would do well to visit and take I am separated from two of the fattest heed. A whole elysium of household men of the regiment by Sergeant M., comfort can be had out of a teapot, - tin; another excellent fellow, prime cook and a brace of cups, – tin; a brace of plates, prime forager. - tin ; and a frying-pan.

We are all presently on our pins, In these days of war everybody can K. on those lengthy continuations of his, see a camp. Every one who stays at and the two stout gentlemen on their stout home has a brother or a son or a lover supporters. The deep sleepers are pullquartered in one of the myriad tents that

ed up from those abysses of slumber have blossomed with the daffodil-season where they had been choking, gurgling, all over our green fields of the North. I strangling, death-rattling all night. There need not, then, describe our encamp- is for a moment a sound of legs rushing ment in detail, — its guard-tent in ad- into pantaloons and arms plunging into vance, - its guns in battery,- its flag- jackets. staff,- its companies quartered in streets Then, as the drums and fifes whine with droll and fanciful names, its offi- and clatter their last notes, at the flap of cers' tents in the rear, at right angles to our tent appears our orderly, and fierce the lines of company-tents,- its kitch- in the morning sunshine gleams his mousens, armed with Captain Vielé's capital tache, - one month's growth this blessed army cooking-stoves, - its big marquees, day. “Fall in, for roll-call !” he cries, “ The White House” and “Fort Pick- in a ringing voice. The orderly can ens,” for the lodging and messing of the speak sharp, if need be.

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We obey. Not “Walk in!” “ March By-and-by, after breakfast, come comin!” “ Stand in!” is the order; but “Fall pany-drills, bayonet-practice, battalionin!” as sleepy men must. Then the or- drills, and the heavy work of the day. derly calls off our hundred. There are Our handsome Colonel, on a nice black several boyish voices which reply, several nag, manæuvres his thousand men of the comic voices, a few mean voices, and some line-companies on the parade for two or so earnest and manly and alert that one three hours. Two thousand legs step off says to himself, “ Those are the men for accurately together. Two thousand pipeme, when work is to be done !” I read clayed cross-belts — whitened with infithe character of my comrades every nite pains and waste of time, and offering morning in each fellow's monosyllable a most inviting mark to a foe — restrain “ Here!”

the beating bosoms of a thousand braves, When the orderly is satisfied that not as they -- the braves, not the belts — go one of us has run away and accepted a through the most intricate evolutions unColonelcy from the Confederate States erringly. Watching these battalion movesince last roll-call, he notifies those un- ments, Private W., perhaps, goes off and fortunates who are to be on guard for inscribes in his journal, — “ Any clever, the next twenty-four hours of the honor prompt man, with a mechanical turn, an and responsibility placed upon their shoul- eye for distance, a notion of time, and ders. Next he tells us what are to be the a voice of command, can be a tactician. drills of the day. Then,

Right face! It is pure pedantry to claim that the maDismissed! Break ranks! March !” næuvring of troops is difficult: it is not

With ardor we instantly seize tin basins, difficult, if the troops are quick and steady. soap, and towels, and invade a lovely oak- But to be a general, with patience and grove at the rear and left of our camp. purpose and initiative, - ah!” thinks Here is a delicious spring into which we Private W., " for that you must have the have fitted a pump. The sylvan scene man of genius; and already in this war becomes peopled with “ National Guards he begins to appear out of Massachusetts Washing," a scene meriting the notice and elsewhere." of Art as much as any “Diana and her Private W. avows without fear that Nymphs.” But we have no Poussin to about noon, at Camp Cameron, he takes paint us in the dewy sunlit grove. Few a hearty dinner, and with satisfaction. of us, indeed, know how picturesque we Private W. bas had his feasts in cot and are at all times and seasons.

chateau in Old World and New. It is After this beau idéal of a morning toi- the conviction of said private that nolet comes the ante-prandial drill. Lieu- where and no-when has he expected bis tenant W. arrives, and gives us a little ration with more interest, and rememberappetizing exercise in “ Carry arms!” ed it with more affection, than here. “ Support arms !” “ By the right flank, In the middle hours of the day it is in march!” “ Double quick !”

order to get a pass to go to Washington, or Breakfast follows. My company mess- to visit some of the camps, which now, in es somewhat helter-skelter in a big tent. the middle of May, begin to form a corWe have very tolerable rations. Some- don around the city. Some of these I times luxuries appear of potted meats may criticize before the end of this paper. and hermetical vegetables, sent us by the Our capital seems arranged by Nature fond New Yorkers. Each little knot of to be protected by fortified camps on the fellows, too, cooks something savory. Our circuit of its bills. It may be made altable-furniture is not elegant, our plates most a Verona, if need be. Our brother are tin, there is no silver in our forks; regiments have posts nearly as charming but à la guerre, comme à la guerre. Let as our own in these fair groves and on the scrubs growl! Lucky fellows, if they these fair slopes on either side of us. suffer no worse hardships than this ! In the afternoon comes target-practice,

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skirmishing-drill, more company- or re- peremptory command to put them out. cruit-drill, and, at half-past five, our even- Then, and until the dawn of another day, ing parade. Let me not forget tent- a cordon of snorers inside of a cordon of inspection, at four, by the officer of the sentries surrounds our national capital. day, when our band plays deliciously. The outer cordon sounds its “All's well”;

At evening parade all Washington ap- and the inner cordon, slumbering, echpears. A regiment of ladies, rather indisposed to beauty, observe us. Some- And that is the history of any day at times the Dons arrive, - Secretaries of Camp Cameron. It is monotonous, it is State, of War, of Navy,- or military not monotonous, it is laborious, it is lazy, Dons, bestriding prancing steeds, but be- it is a bore, it is a lark, it is half war, half striding them as if "'t was not their habit peace, and totally attractive, and not to often of an afternoon." All which, - the be dispensed with from one's experience bad teeth, pallid skins, and rustic toilets in the nineteenth century. of the fair, and the very moderate horsemanship of the brave, - privates, standing at ease in the ranks, take note of, not cynically, but as men of the world.

MEANTIME the weeks went on. May Wondrous gymnasts are some of the 23d arrived. Lovely creatures with their Seventh, and after evening parade they taper fingers had been brewing a flag for often give exhibitions of their prowess to

Shall I say that its red stripes were circles of admirers. Muscle has not gone celestial rosy as their cheeks, its white out, nor nerve, nor activity, if these ath- stripes virgin white as their brows, its letes are to be taken as the types or even

blue field cerulean as their eyes, and its as the leaders of the young city-bred men stars scintillating as the beams of the said of our time. All the feats of strength peepers ? Shall I say this? If I were a and grace of the gymnasiums are to be poet, like Jeff. Davis and each and every seen here, and show to double advantage

editor of each and every newspaper in in the open air.

our misbehaving States, I might say it. Then comes sweet evening. The moon And involuntarily I have said it. rises. It seems always full moon at Camp So the young ladies of New York-inCameron. Every tent becomes a little cluding, I hope, her who made my sand- . illuminated pyramid. Cooking-fires burn wiches for the march hither - had been bright along the alleys. The boys lark, making us a flag, as they have made us sing, shout, do all those merry things that havelocks, pots of jelly, bundles of lint, make the entertainment of volunteer ser- flannel dressing-gowns, embroidered slipvice. The gentle moon looks on, mild pers for a rainy day in camp, and other and amused, the fairest lady of all that necessaries of the soldier's life. visit us.

May 23d was the day we were to get At last, when the songs have been sung this sweet symbol of good-will. At evenand the hundred rumors of the day dis- ing parade appeared General Thomas, as cussed, at ten the intrusive drums and the agent of the ladies, the donors, with scolding fifes get together and stir up a a neat speech on a clean sheet of paper. concert, always premature, called tattoo. He read it with feeling; and Private W., The Seventh Regiment begins to peel for

who has his sentimental moments, avows bed : at all events, Private W. does; for that he was touched by the General's earsaid W. takes, when he can, precious nest manner and patriotic words. Our good care of his cuticle, and never yields Colonel responded with his neat speech, to the lazy and unwholesome habit of very apropos. The regiment then made soldiers, --sleeping in the clothes. At taps its neat speech, nine cheers and a roar – half-past ten — out go the lights. If of tigers, — very brief and pointed. they do not, presently comes the sentry's There had been a note of preparation


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in General Thomas's remarks, -a“ Vir- may, all the world's attempts to merge ginia, cave canem !And before parade me in the mass. In pluribus unum has was dismissed, we saw our officers holding been my motto. But whenever I march parley with the Colonel.

with the regiment, my pride is that I lose Something in the wind !

As I was my individuality, that I am merged, that strolling off to see the sunset and the I become a part of a machine, a mere ladies on parade, I began to hear great walking gentleman, a No. 1 or a No. 2, irrepressible cheers bursting from the front rank or rear rank, file-leader or filestreets of the different companies. closer. The machine is so steady and so

“ Orders to be ready to march at a mo- mighty, it moves with such musical cament's notice!” — so I learned presently dence and such brilliant show, that I enfrom dozens of overjoyed fellows. “Har- joy it entirely as the unum and lose myper's Ferry !” says one. “ Alexandria!" self gladly as a pluribus. shouts a second. “Richmond!" only Rich- Night increases this fascination. The mond will content a third. And some outer world is vague in the moonlight. could hardly be satisfied short of the hope Objects out of our ranks are lost. I see of a breakfast in Montgomery.

only glimmering steel and glittering butWhat a happy thousand were the line- tons and the light-stepping forms of my companies ! How their suppressed ardors comrades. Our array and our step constirred! No want of fight in these lads ! nect us. We move as one man. A man They may be rather luxurious in their made up of a thousand members and each habits, for camp-life. They may be a member a man is a grand creature,-parlittle impatient of restraint. They may ticularly when you consider that he is have — as the type regiment of militia self-made. And the object of this selfthe type faults of militia on service. But made giant, men-man, is to destroy anotha desire to dodge a fight is not one of er like himself, or the separate pigmy these faults.

members of another such giant. We have Every man in camp was merry, except

failed to put ourselves— heads, arms, legs, two hundred who were grim. These were and wills-together as a unit for any purthe two artillery companies, ordered to re- pose so thoroughly as to snuff out a simimain in guard of our camp. They swore lar unit. Up to 1861, it seems that the as if Camp Cameron were Flanders. business of war compacts men best.

I by rights belonged with these male- Well, the Seventh, a compact projeccontent and objurgating gentlemen; but tile, was now flinging itself along the road a chronicler has privileges, and I got leave to Washington. Just a month ago, “in to count myself into the Eighth Company, such a night as this,” we made our first my old friend Captain Shumway's. We promenade through the enemy's country. were to move, about midnight, in light The moon of Annapolis, — why should marching order, with one day's rations. we not have our ominous moon, as those

It has been always full moon at our other fellows had their sun of Austerlitz ? camp. This night was full moon at its – the moon of Annapolis sbone over us. fullest, a night more perfect than all No epithets are too fine or too compliperfection, mild, dewy, refulgent. At

At mentary for such a luminary, and there one o'clock the drum beat; we fell into was no dust under her rays. ranks, and marched quietly off through So we pegged along to Washington the shadowy trees of the lane, into the and across Washington, — which at that highway.

point consists of Willard's Hotel, few other buildings being in sight. A hag in a nightcap reviewed us from an upper

window as we tramped by. I HAVE heretofore been proud of my Opposite that bald block, the Wash- lividuality, and resisted, so far as one ington Monument, and opposite what


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