Horrible Harvest
The Untold Story of the Confederate, Augustus Tennyson
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A child – a boy – no more than seven was brought to the captain. The lad could barely stand. He was with fever. He shook so violent, his teeth rattled. The boy didn’t do nothing but stare at the captain’s jackbooted feet. “Your name, child.” “Stanford.” The voice was set heavy with fear in…
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I looked to Felix and seen a stream of tears wash over his cheeks. I leant into him and whispered, “I told you to get, goddamn it. I told you plain as fucking day, go.” “The throats, gentleman,” the captain said. “Slit the throats.” “This one’s kicking up a fuss,” Evers said as he struggled…
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The ruckus of killing two Yanks was enough to bring two more out the barn. This time their weapons was at the ready, but their reactions was slowed by the fury of noise and flames from their regiments return fire in the direction of our company to the east. Me and Evers easily ended them…
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The strike force was 16 soldiers strong – Felix, Liddle, and we, the former Miller men. The captain fount us stood at attention and ready to move out on his command. “Stealth is the order of the day, gentlemen. Our footfalls soft. Our communication silent. We have learned of a barn in disrepair that is…
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The fella sent to gather intelligence on the bluebellies was gone near five hours. His horse was spent and dehydrated when he come back. The captain huddled with him as we marched on. They talked ten minutes long and then Captain Doc run his mount full on to catch back up with us. He gathered…
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“Once you learn to read, you will be forever free.” Frederick Douglass. Growing up in the South, I was never taught about Frederick Douglass. Granted, I wasn’t the best student, and my memory is for shit, so it’s possible that an insignificant amount of time was devoted to the man. But I argue that the…
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Evers and Yates was struck dumb by the command, same as me, but they wasn’t as charmed as I was by the idea of dying from the Captain’s stupidity. “He’s lost his ever-loving mind,” Yates said. “I heard a whole mess of Yankees headed our way back there,” Evers said. “He’ll have us not even…
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We left the woman to the Yankee dogs. They kilt her boy and then gunned her down. Wasn’t much to stick around for after that. It would be nightfall ‘fore we reached Company K’s encampment. I was directly marched to Captain Doc’s tent, where he give me a cold greeting. He had rights to suspect…
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Aging is a fucking cancer. The wrinkles. The aches. Can’t piss but a trickle – It eats away at you, getting old. Gobbles up every last bit of you – Even the thing that makes us who we are, our memories. Setting by the fire on the river’s edge, watching Allison curl up and find…
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He turnt to the rooftops of the buildings on either side of us, and then turnt back to us. “You’re full of shit.” “I am that – Most the time, but not on this. Six on each side of the street. Scattered down the line. Keen shots furthest away. One handed fella up on that…
Horrible Harvest 