Henry Hill Goodell; The Story of His Life, with Letters and a Few of His Addresses Volume 3

Henry Hill Goodell; The Story of His Life, with Letters and a Few of His Addresses Volume 3

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ...him, and, going inside the car, sat down as near as possible to a bluff-looking lieutenant, whose honest face seemed a true indication of character, his wrath knew no bounds and was quite out-spoken. Peace to your injured spirit, oh fiery-headed son of Esculapius, if you are still in the land of the living! I here tender you my humble apologies. Doubtless you intended nothing more than to compare the efficiency of my leaden balls with one of your own deadly boluses, or to see how my cleaver compared in sharpness with one of your own little scalpels. But at that particular time I should have been suspicious of my own brother had he desired to inspect or use my arms. It was late Saturday afternoon, when, tired, and faint, the ferry landed me in the city. Pushing straight to the office of the Adams Express Company, I told them I had the pay of a regiment to express home, and wanted five or six hundred money-blanks and envelopes. I shall never forget the look of incredulity with which the clerk looked at me. I was dirty and ragged, just in from the front--wore no shoulder-straps, for we had been ordered to remove them and diminish the chances of being picked off by the sharp-shooters, but had sword and pistol and an innocentlooking haversack hanging at my side. However, he said not a word but passed over the papers. My next adventure was in a saloon, where, on calling for a drink of whiskey, I was informed that they were not allowed to sell to privates. On my throwing down my pass signed by General Banks, the courteous keeper acknowledged his mistake, and invited me to take something at his expense. Immediately after supper, to which--it is hardly necessary to say--I was accompanied by that confounded haversack (I fairly loathed it by this time), I...show more

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  • Paperback | 92 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 181g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236518780
  • 9781236518781