Yes, I enters the artillery, but bein' as we don't have no cannon none at the jump I gets detailed as a aide ontil something resemblin' a battery comes pokin' along.

I goes through that carnage from soup to nuts, an' while I'm shot up some as days go by, it's allers been a source of felic'tation to me, personal, that I never slays no man myse'f.

Shore, I orders my battery to fire, later when I gets a battery; an' ondoubted the bombardments I inaug'rates adds to an' swells the ghost census right along.

But of my own hand it's ever been a matter of congratoolations to me that I don't down nobody an' never takes a skelp.
"'As I turns the leaves of days that's gone I don't now remember but one individyooal openin' for blood that ever presents itse'f.

An' after considerin' the case in all its b'arin's, I refooses the opportunity an' the chance goes glidin' by.