While we know our northern friends may not feel it, in the South, Spring is
here. So we thought we'd share a few of our gardening sites appropriate
for this time of the year. Along with gardening, there's grilling, and getting
ready to diet so that you can fit back into that bathing suit this summer!
Should an officer
stationed in Oregon
receive an order about
the 25th of December to
march his company three
hundred miles to take
part in an Indian war,
both he and his men
would, most likely,
consider the same a very
cool proceeding. And
they did. Now, this is
about the distance from
Camp Harney to the Modoc
country. Our
instructions were "light
marching order," instead
of comfortable wagons
where one could stow a
tent and numberless
blankets. However, what
comforts or necessaries
could be taken along
were piled upon those
unfortunate mules and
off we went.
The snow lay pretty deep
at home, but we launched
out into the great
prairie, which resembled
one huge, fleecy cloud,
and in imagination the
effect was the same as
riding on the
unsubstantial sky which
possessed almost as much
sustaining power. We
plodded on through the
virgin whiteness, never
before disturbed by foot
or hoof, and at the
day's end dismounted to
sleep in its folds. The
old campaigner does not,
however, take such a
desolate view of the
situation.
Reminiscences
by Maj. J. G.
Trimble, United
States Army,
(Retired)
