The Life and Adventures of Nat Love: Better Known in the Cattle Country as "Deadwood Dick"Love, Nat
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The Life and Adventures of Nat Love: Better Known in the Cattle Country as "Deadwood Dick"
Love, Nat
African American cowboys -- West (U.S.) -- Biography; Cowboys -- West (U.S.) -- Biography; Love, Nat, 1854-1921; West (U.S.) -- Biography
The Union was "IT," and we were all "Yankees." Not being able to go to
war as our masters did, we concluded to play war, accordingly I gathered
all the boys of the neighborhood together, into a regiment, which it was
my intention to divide into two parties of Rebels and Yankees, but in
this I met an insurmountable obstacle. Not one of the boys wanted to be
a rebel, consequently we had to look elsewhere for an enemy to give us
battle, and serve as a vent for our growing enthusiasm. The next Sunday
preceding the organization of our regiment, we started out over the
surrounding country in quest of trouble, which we were not long in
finding, as we soon ran across a nest of yellow jackets. These we
proceeded to exterminate, in which we were successful after a short but
destructive battle. We suffered considerably in wounded but lost none of
our soldiers. This engagement we called the capture of fort "Hell." For
some time thereafter we made regular raids into the surrounding country
in quest of an enemy. We were eventually successful in our quest, as in
quick order we ran across and captured a company of bumble bees. This we
called the "Battle of the Wilderness." Victory over a nest of hornets we
called the capture of "Fort Sumter." A large nest of wasps gave us
perhaps the hardest fight of our campaigning. This we ran across in the
fields not far from home. There was an unusually large number of them,
and as is usually the case with these insects, they proved very
ferocious. Nothing loth, however, we attacked with cheers, only to be
driven back time and again and finally we were compelled to make a very
undignified retreat, at full speed in the direction of home. Not to be
beaten, however, we secured reinforcements and more ammunition, in the
shape of old rags, brooms and so forth, and returned to the charge, and
although we were driven back several times we stayed until we won out,
and the last insect lay a quivering mass on the ground. There was not
one among us, not wounded in some manner, as for myself I had enough of
it. My nose looked like a dutch slipper, and it was several days before
my eyes were able to perform the duties for which they were made.
However, the Union forces were victorious and we were happy. Our masters
told us if the soldiers caught us, they would hang us all, which had the
effect of keeping most of us close around home. Master had gone to join
Lee's forces, taking with him father, who was engaged in building forts,
which work kept him with the Confederate army until General Grant
arrived in the country, when he was allowed to come home. From then on
Union soldiers passed the neighborhood most every day on their way
south, to join the fighting regiments.
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