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Title: War as viewed from the ranks. Personal recollections of the War of the Rebellion, by a private soldier
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Keesy, W. A. (William Allen), b. 1843
Subjects: United States. Army. Ohio Infantry Regiment, 55th (1861-1865) United States. Army. Ohio Infantry Regiment, 55th (1861-1865) United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Personal narratives United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Regimental histories
Publisher: Norwalk, Ohio Experiment and News Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ythrough the paymasters hands. After waiting a day and two nights,we learned that he had left for home, leaving us to our fate. We choseone of our number, John Lewis, to take the matter in hand, and senthim to the paymaster, where he got the pay-roll, came out to our camp,had each man sign his name, and John Lewis signed Captain Hancocksname after every mans name in that company. Then we went intoNashville, to the paymasters office and each man received his pay.Had we waited on Captain Hancock, we might be waiting there yet. The few comrades of the 64th that were left after we were taken outof it, did actually go to Texas. This seemed hard, too. After the menhad filled their part of the contract and the war was over, they wereentitled to their discharge. On the 16th of June they were hauling innewly harvested wheat near Nashville, and after helping to harvest inOhio, I went to Michigan and cradled spring wheat as late as the fourthof September, which made a long harvest season for me.
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154 Home Again. Our journe)^ homeward was williout incident, save that on arriving atShelby, O., I thought that we were near enough to our home now toclean and fix up a little. So we first patronized a barber. As my beardwas beginning to sprout a little, I thought I would take a shave in con-nection with a haircut. The barber got on fairly well with the shaving,as my beard was mostly down and easy to cut and I should not havelooked badly had I not shaved. But Ill tell you in all candor that if Iknew where that barber lived now, if he is yet alive, I would go half-way across the States to give him a good drubbing for that hair cut.He was either a Rebel or jealous of my good boyish looks, one of the two.When I went out upon the street, people stared at me. I found Peteand he laughed and laughed until we both got to be ashamed, and thenwe consulted the propriety of my going back into the army until myhair should grow out again. If I had had an arm or a leg shot away, Icould have gone hom

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