The Song of the Rappahannock: Sketches of the Civil WarDodd, Ira Seymour
History
The Song of the Rappahannock: Sketches of the Civil War
Dodd, Ira Seymour
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Personal narratives
This bantering trick, so common with him, breaking out as it often did
at most unexpected and often atrociously inappropriate moments, was an
index of the side of his character most open to the general eye. Joe
was but eighteen years old when he enlisted, just the age when the boy
is passing into the man; a good six feet in stature, without an ounce
of spare flesh, long armed, loose-jointed, at once too undeveloped and
too full of individuality to wear any conventional garb with ease, so
that Uncle Sam's shop-made and ill-fitting uniform hung upon his
youthful but powerful frame with anything but martial impressiveness.
This, however, troubled him little. An undue care for appearance was
never one of his foibles, and the pomp and circumstance of war always
smote his keen Yankee sense of the ludicrous. Yet he had withal the
manner and the heart of a gentleman, and if you looked into those merry
yet piercing eyes, or listened for five minutes to the original ideas
expressed by that well modulated and pleasant voice with just a
suspicion of "away-down-East" accent in it, you would be compelled to
feel that in this boy there was the making of no common man.
For a long time Joe was a puzzle to his comrades. They could not
understand why such a great boy, and one too, so unmilitary in his
ways, should be a corporal. Some of the older men resented it. And
then, his persistent practical joking, his careless independence and
smiling indifference to rebuke or criticism was perplexing, not to say
exasperating. Yet no one could positively dislike him. He might be
provoking at times, yet every one knew him incapable of anything mean,
and his untiring good-nature and open-handed generosity made warm
friends for him from the very start.
The captain certainly showed himself a good judge of men when he made
Joe a corporal, though it took time to justify the choice, and the
honours of office sat but lightly upon the recipient. Not until our
days of battle came did Joe show any care for military distinction, and
he never bothered himself about the promotion which others sought so
eagerly.
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