on and stopped at the only
tavern in the place. I called at the headquarters of Colonel Curtis
and introduced myself to him. He received me very kindly and
introduced me to the office clerks, and to James M. Love, who, I
was told, would take me within a week to the engineer corps, then
running their levels at Beverly, sixteen miles away. I spent the
week pleasantly with him, and was intimately associated with him
during my service of two years. He subsequently studied law and
practiced his profession at Coshocton. When the Mexican War was
progressing he enlisted in one of the Ohio regiments, became a
captain, and, I think, a major, and rendered good service. He
subsequently migrated to Iowa and was appointed judge of the District
Court of the United States for that state. This position he held
for many years with distinction and honor. He died July 2, 1891.

When the time came for joining the corps Love proposed that we
start in the morning for Beverly, but I insisted that, as it was
only sixteen miles to Beverly, we could easily make the trip after
dinner. I had never walked so far as sixteen miles in my life,
but had walked or run three or four miles in an hour, and, by the
rules of arithmetic, we could easily go sixteen miles in five or
six hours. He yielded to my wishes, and, as our baggage had been
sent by the stage, we started about one o'clock, light of heart
and foot. When we had climbed the long hill south of McConnelsville,
about a mile and a half, I was a little tired, and I asked how far
we had gone; he said, "a mile and a half!" I began then to appreciate
my folly in not starting in the morning. He said nothing, but kept
at my slower pace, giving me a rest occasionally. It was sun-down
when we were six miles from Beverly, and I was completely tired
out. Still neither of us proposed to stop, as we could have done
at a farmer's house on the roadside. We reached the town of Beverly
about ten o'clock, weary and hungry. This tramp taught me a lesson
I never forgot,--not to insist upon anything I knew nothing about.
We found the corps the next day in camp in one large tent on the
east bank of the Muskingum River.

I had another experience, equally unpleasant, during our first
evening in camp. The members of our corps, five or six in number,
had been invited by Mr. Lindsley to attend a party at his house
near by. They accepted, and, as Love and I had no invitations, we
were left on guard in t