It was an appalling6 scene that the eyes of the boys rested upon. Every horrid7 form of mutilation and death which could be inflicted8 by the jagged shards9 and fiendish shells, or the even more demon-like shrapnel-balls, was visible.
Everything was torn, rent, and ragged10, as if soma mighty11 giant, insane to destroy, had spent his fury there. Nothing had escaped the iron flail12 of devastation13. Trees shattered or cut entirely14 down; limberchests and cannon-wheels merely bunches of blackened splinters; frightfully mangled horses, dead, or yet living in agony that filled their great plaintive15 eyes; lying in ghastly pools of blood, which filmed and clotted16 under the bright rays of the May morning sun.
"Looks like Judgment17 morn or the fall of Babylon," muttered the religious-minded Alf Russell, the first to break their awed18 silence.
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"Or the destruction of Sennacherib," suggested Monty Scruggs—
"For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe19 as he passed."
"I should say he had a mighty strong breath, Monty," Shorty interrupted. He liked to break in on Monty's heroics. "Excuse me from havin' a 12pounder breathin' around me."
"And the eyes of the sleepers20 waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still," continued Monty.
"I'll bet there wasn't much sleepin' around here while that shell'n' was goin' on," broke in Shorty again. "Except the sleep that has the sod for a coverlet and Gabriel's trumpet21 for a breakfast bell."
Monty continued impressively:
"And there lay the steed, with his nostrils22 all wide,
But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride;
And the foam23 of his gasping24 lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf."
"Poor horses," murmured Shorty. "I always feel mighty sorry for them. They hadn't nothin' to do with gittin' up this rebellion. We must go around and kill such as is alive, and put them out o' their misery25."
Monty resumed:
"And there lay the rider, distorted and pale.
With the dew on his brow and the rust26 on his mail;
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone.
The lances uplifted, the trumpets27 unblown."
"Serves 'em right, the yaller-bellied, clay-eatin' yowlers," said Shorty savagely28, looking over the mangled corpses30. "Pays 'em up for their murderin' abatis. We got it in this time worse on them than they did on us, though it'd take as much of this as'd make up several Counties to pay up for any one o' the good boys we lost yesterday. I hope they are all where they kin29 look down and see how we got it on the secesh hell-hounds. We'll do 'em up worse yit before we're through with 'em."
"Our batteries are improvin' wonderfully," commented the more practical Si, studying the field. "They seem to've socked every shell in just where it'd do the most good. No shootin' at the State o' Georgy generally and trustin' to luck to hit a rebel. Every shell seems to've landed just where it was needed, and then 'tended to its business and busted31. You don't see no signs of any strikin' a quarter of a mile away, nor a whole one layin' around anywhere. That's good gunnin', and I'm glad our old six-hoss thrashin'-machine done the biggest share of it. Our brigade has the best battery in the whole army."
"The regiment will go on," reported Orderly-Sergeant, "but Co. Q will stay behind to bury the dead, gather up the arms and things, and then bring up the brigade ammunition32 train."
"Stay behind to bury the dead," grumbled33 Shorty. "Nice business that! Sextons to the Southern Confederacy. Hain't they got any niggers around here that they kin set at the work?"
Nor did Si like the job. "The artillery made the muss, and now the infantry's got to stay and clean up after it. That don't seem right."
"Well, orders is orders, and got to be obeyed," said the Orderly-Sergeant, cutting short the discussion with the usual formulary of his class. An Orderly-Sergeant is robbed of one of the cherished privileges of the other enlisted35 men. He can not criticise36 or grumble34, but must stop the others from doing so beyond a certain point, and his refuge must be the prompt assumption that the orders are all right, and must be executed cheerfully. And he has not the satisfaction of the officers above him in knowing the why and wherefore of the orders, and perhaps advising as to them. He is "betwixt and between," as they say out West.
"The quicker we get at it," continued the Orderly, "the sooner it'll be over. Serg't Klegg, take eight or 10 men and hunt around for some picks and shovels37. I think that deep trench39 over there behind the works 'll do for a grave. You can shovel38 the bank right down on them and save hard work. Serg't Wilson, you take eight or 10 men and gather up these pieces o' men and lay them in there. Corp'l Jones, you take another man or two and go around and kill those horses. Be careful how you shoot now. Don't hurt anybody with glancing bullets. Corp'l Elliott, you take the rest and go round and gather the guns and other things, and pile them up there by that tree to turn over to the ordnance40 officer. Hustle41, now, all of you."
"They didn't think they were digging their own graves," philosophized Monty Scruggs, as he stood shovel in hand watching the remains42 being gathered into the trench.
"He digged a ditch, he digged it deep;
He digged it for his brother,
But for his great sin he fell in
The ditch he'd digged for t'other."
"Good, good, Monty," said Si. "That's the best thing I've heard you spout43 yit. Give us some more of it."
"There isn't any more of it. The only thing I can think of is:
"The rebel Solomon Grundy;
Born in Georgia on Monday;
Become a rebel on Tuesday;
Run off from Buzzard's Roost on Wednesday;
Got licked at Dalton on Thursday;
Worse whipped at Resaca on Friday;
Blown up by a shell on Saturday;
Died and buried on Sunday;
And this was the end of Solomon Grundy."
Alf Russell's interest in anatomy44 had led him to join Serg't Wilson's party in gathering45 up the ghastly fragments of bodies, but the sights were too much for his nerves, and as he perceived that he was growing sick at the stomach he went over to Shorty's squad46.
It was astonishing what things they found, besides guns and equipments. Evidently, the rebels had left quite hurriedly, and many personal belongings47 were either forgotten or could not be found in the darkness. Samples of about everything that soldiers carry, and a good many that they are not supposed to, were found lying around. There were cooking utensils48, some on the fire, with corn-pone and meat in them; some where the imperative49 orders to march found their owners with their breakfasts half-devoured; there were hats clumsily fashioned of wisps of long-leaved pine sewed together; there were caps which had been jaunty50 red-and-blue "Zouaves" when their owners had mustered51 around Nashville in 1861, but had been faded and tarnished52 and frayed53 by the mud and rain at Donelson, Shiloh and Stone River, and by the dust and grime of Perryville and Chickamauga, until they had as little semblance54 to their former perkiness as the grim-visaged war had to the picnic of capturing ungarrisoned forts and lolling in pleasant Summer camps on the banks of the Cumberland. There were coats of many patterns and stages of dilapidation55, telling the same story of former finery, draggled through the injurious grime of a thousand camps and marches. There were patched and threadbare blankets, tramped-out boots and shoes, an occasional book, many decks of cards, and so on.
Shorty came across a new cedar56 canteen with bright brass57 hoops58. He slung59 it over his shoulder, with the thought that it would be a nice thing to send back to Maria, as a souvenir of the battle. She might hang it up in her room, or make a pin-cushion or a work-basket out of it.
Presently he came to a box of shells, which he picked up and carried back to the tree. It was quite heavy, and when he set it down again he felt thirsty. The canteen occurred to him. It was full. He raised it to his lips and took a long swig.
"Great Jehosephat," he gasped60, his eyes starting out with astonishment61. "That ain't water. It's prime old applejack, smoother'n butter, and smellin' sweeter'n a rose. Best I ever tasted."
Shorty had been strictly62 abstinent63 since his return from Indiana, The rigid64 views of the Klegg family as to liquor-drinking had sunk into his heart, and somehow whenever temptation came his way the clear, far-seeing eyes of Maria would intervene with such a reproachful glance that the thought of yielding became repugnant.
But the smooth, creamy applejack had slipped past his lips so unexpectedly that it possessed65 him, before principle could raise an objection. Shorty was the kind of a man to whom the first drink is the greatest danger. After he had one almost anything was likely to happen.
Still, though his blood was already warming with the exhilarating thrill, there were some twinges of conscience.
"Now, I mustn't take no more o' that," he said to himself. "That one drink was good and all right enough, because I really thought I was goin' to take a drink of water when I put the canteen to my lips. I could swear that to Maria on a stack o' Bibles high as her dear head. God bless her!"
He began bustling66 about with more activity, and giving his orders in a louder voice. He saw Pete Skidmore pick up what had been once a militia67 officer's gaudy68 coat, and examine it curiously69. He shouted at him:
"Here, drop that, drop that, you little brat70. What 'd I tell you? That you mustn't fetch a rag of anything you see in here, except with the point o' your bayonet and with your bayonet on your gun. drop it, I tell you."
"Why, what's the matter with that old coat?" asked Pete in an injured tone, astonished at Shorty's vehemence71.
"Everything's the matter with it, and every stitch o' cloth you find. They're swarmin' with rebel bugs72. I've trouble enough to keep the Yankee graybacks off you. If you git the rebel kind on you angwintum won't save you."
Pete dropped the coat in affright.
"And you, Sandy Baker," continued Shorty in a yell, "don't you walk through them piles o' brush and leaves, where the rebels has bin73 sleepin'. You'll git covered with rebel bugs, too, and we'll never git 'em out o' the company. How often 've I got to tell you that?"
Yelling so much made him dry, and the canteen hung so invitingly74 near his hand.
"I don't think another pull at that old applejack 'll hurt me a mite75. I really didn't git a square drink the first time, because I was choked off by astonishment at findin' it wasn't water. I'll just take enough of a swig to finish up that drink."
"Jerusalem crickets," he exclaimed, wiping his mouth, "but that's good stuff. Wonder if bein' in cedar makes it taste so bang-up? If I though so I'd never drink out o' anything but cedar as long's I lived. Guess I'll keep this canteen to carry water in. I kin send Maria—"
He stopped. He was not so far gone as to forget that any thought of Maria was very inappropriate to his present condition. He started to blustering76 at the boys who were carrying in guns:
"Here, how often have I got to caution you galoots about bein' careful with them guns? Don't let the muzzles77 pint78 at yourselves, nor anybody else. They're all likely to be loaded, and go off any minute, and blow some o' your cussed heads offen you. Don't slam 'em down that way. Be careful with 'em, I tell you. I'll come over there and larrup some o' you, if you don't mind me."
"What's excitin' Shorty so, to make him yell that way? wondered Si, stopping in his shoveling down the embankment upon the rebel dead, and wiping his hot face.
"O, he's trying to keep them fresh young kids from blowin' themselves into Kingdom Come with the rebel guns," answered one of the veterans indifferently, and they resumed their shoveling.
Shorty started over to where some of the boys were trying to extricate79 a rebel limber abandoned in a ravine. He spied a pair of fine field glasses lying on the ground, and picked them up with an exclamation80 of delight.
"Great Jehosephat," he said, turning them over for careful inspection81. "Ain't this a puddin'? Just the thing to give the Cap. He got his smashed with a bullet comin' through the abatis, and's bin mournin' about 'em ever since. These is better'n his was, and he'll be ticked to death to git 'em."
He put them to his eyes and scanned the landscape.
"Ain't they just daisies, though. Bring that teamster over there so close that I kin hear him cussin' his mules83. Cap'll have a better pair o' glasses than the Colonel or the General has. He deserves 'em, too. Capt. McGillicuddy's good all the way through, from skin to bone, and as brave as they make 'em. He'll be tickleder than a boy with a new pair o' red-topped boots. He'll invite me to take a drink with him, but he won't have nothin' so good as this old apple-jack. I guess I'll give the rest to him, too, for his friends at headquarters. They don't often smack84 their lips over stuff like that. But I'll treat myself once more, just as Capt. McGillicuddy'd do."
The last drink was a settler. He was then in a frame of mind for anything—to tear down a mountain, or lift a hill, or to fight anybody, with or without cause. He looked over at the boys struggling with the limber, and yelled, as he laid his coat, hat, canteen, and cartridge-box down on the stump85 upon which he had been sitting, and placed the field-glass upon them:
"Hoopee! Yank her out o' there, boys. Yank h'er out, and don't be all day about it, either. Let me git at her and I'll fetch her out. Stand by, you kids, and see your uncle Eph snatch her."
He bolted in to the ravine, swung the limber-tongue about, and with aid of the rest, stirred to united effort by much profane86 vociferation on his part, disengaged the limber and trundled it up the bank.
The tall, very stiff young Aid, with whom Si and Shorty had had the previous affair, came stalking on to the ground, viewing everything with his usual cold, superior, critical gaze.
"You are doing well, my man," he remarked to Shorty, "but too much noise. A non-commissioned officer must not swear at his men. It's strictly against regulations."
"Go to blazes," said Shorty, scarcely under his breath. The Aid picked up the field-glasses, looked at them a minute, scanned the field with them, and then looked around for the case, as if to appropriate them himself.
"Here, drop them," said Shorty roughly. "Them's mine."
"How did they come to be yours, sir?" said the Aid sternly. "Picked them up, didn't you?"
"None o' your business how I got 'em. They're mine, I tell you. Give 'em to me."
"You picked them up on the battlefield, sir. They are military equipments which you must turn over to the proper officer. I'll take charge of them myself."
"You'll do nothin' o' the kind," roared Shorty, striding up to him. "Give me them glasses."
"I shall do nothing of the kind," said the Aid sternly. "Don't you dare approach me in that w-ay. Go back to your duties at once. I shall punish you for disrespect to me and threatening an officer. Fall back, sir, I tell you."
Shorty made a grab for the glasses, which the Aid tried to evade87, but Shorty fixed88 his firm clutch upon them. The Aid held on tightly, but Shorty wrenched89 them from his grasp.
"You bob-tailed brevet West Pointer," said Shorty savagely, raising his fist, "I've a notion to break you in two for tryin' to beat me out o' what's mine. Git out o' here, or I'll—"
"Shorty! Shorty! Stop that!" shouted Si, rushing over to his partner, and catching90 his back-drawn fist. He had been suspicious as to the cause of his partner's noisiness, and ran up as soon as the disturbance91 began. "Stop it, I say. Are you crazy?"
Poor little Pete, badly excited as to what was happening to his best friend, was nervously92 fumbling93 his gun and eyeing the Aid.
"Si Klegg, go off and mind your own business, and let me attend to mine," yelled Shorty, struggling to free himself from his partner's iron grasp. "Am I goin' to be run over by every pin-feather snipe from West Point? I'll break him in two."
"Sergeant," commanded the Aid, reaching to take the field-glasses from Shorty's hand; "buck94 and gag that man at once. Knock him down if he resists. Knock him down, I say."
"You tend to your own business and I'll tend to mine. Go away from here, and don't say anything to make him madder, you wasp-waisted errand boy," said Si savagely, as he thrust himself in between the Aid and Shorty. "I've got enough to do to take care of him. Go off, if you don't want him to mash82 you."
Little Pete had an idea. He wriggled95 in between, snatched the glasses, and made off with them.
The Brigade Provost-Marshal rode up and sternly demanded what the disturbance was about. Shorty began a hot harrangue against young staff officers generally, and this particular offender96, but Si got his arm across his mouth and muffled97 his speech. The Provost listened to the Aid's bitter indictment98 against both Si and Shorty.
"Put both those men under arrest," he said to the Orderly-Sergeant, "and make a list of the witnesses. I'll court-martial them at the first halting place."
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