It might have been an accidental shot, but General Leonidas Polk laughed very heartily at the incident, and I heard him ask one of his staff if the Whitworth gun had been awarded.
The staff officer responded that it had, and that a certain man in Colonel Farquharson's regiment--the Fourth Tennessee--was the successful contestant, and I heard General Polk remark, "I wish I had another gun to give, I would give it to the young man that shot the rabbit's head off." None of our regiment got a Whitworth, but it has been subsequently developed that our regiment had some of the finest shots in it the world ever produced.

For instance, George and Mack Campbell, of Maury county; Billy Watkins, of Nashville, and Colonel H.R.Field, and many others, who I cannot now recall to mind in this rapid sketch.
UNCLE ZACK AND AUNT DAPHNE While at this place, I went out one day to hunt someone to wash my clothes for me.

I never was a good washerwoman.

I could cook, bring water and cut wood, but never was much on the wash.

In fact, it was an uphill business for me to wash up "the things" after "grub time" in our mess.
I took my clothes and started out, and soon came to a little old negro hut.