The Hundred Miles: Stories of the Civil War
Chapter 25: Willie
During training, which lasted three months, Willie met more new people than he’d seen in his entire life. Johnson was distantly related to the rebel general, but it only made him despise the rebels more. He said; “If they kent ekcept the equalite o’ d’ n---- o’ deir own accerd by nah, then it’s about damn tahm we showed ‘em that the kanstatushan ses that all men’s born equl”. In Willie’s opinion, it was hard to listen to him without the accent, such was the language Johnson used, but with it the task was impossible.
Miller was a quiet boy of Willie’s age, who became very talkative the one time Sergeant Nolte offered him a taste of the company’s liquor supply. The entire evening, and following night, went by listening to Miller’s disjointed and poetically phrased ramblings. “The Mexicans say on high hills went Young to see their line. Young’s a name curious to me. He don’t seem too young in the pictures I seen. Wrinkles all-round his face, like my grandma, she’s a fine old lady who moved here all the way from Ireland. The potato blight forced her out to the New World…”
Georgie became the best friend Willie ever had. He was two years younger than Georgie, but the deliriously happy young man from New York was more than willing to fill Willie in on the experiences one gathers in those two years. By the end of training, the two were inseparable. Neither could wait to stand abreast the other in heroic actions on the battlefield.
These heroic actions never came. After training, everyone had been expecting to go to Cincinnati, or the West, maybe even Virginia, but nothing happened. They stayed at camp three miles from Philadelphia for the better part of six months. Willie took to writing home to his father, often asking halfway through if he could deliver the next letter to Caroline, at the end of every day. The camp, for all the elements in which it was lacking, was never short of paper. The sergeants said it was to keep morale up. Willie wrote a letter to Caroline asking what the word morale meant.
On the fourth month, Georgie decided that they should have some actual fun. So he took Willie, Johnson and Miller to a bar in Philadelphia that he knew. The next morning, Willie woke up in a local jail, with a headache that he swore was the worst anyone had ever had, and Georgie and the others were nowhere to be seen. Sergeant Nolte came and told the officer to let him go. The officer gave Willie a mean look at the door.
Back at camp, Willie ended up locked in his tent for a month. He wasn’t allowed to leave for anything except rifle practice. Georgie brought him food and apologized profusely for not dragging Willie back to camp that night. Willie forgave him when news came that they were finally going to join the war. The Army of the Cumberland was heading for Virginia for some sort of big and important offensive, and they’d be at the tippity-tip of it. Right up there with veterans of battles that Willie and the boys had read of, like Cincinnati and Dayton. The men at the camp spent an entire day jumping up and down in excitement.
The next day, the regiment was assembled in fine rows. They were out of Pennsylvania by noon.