Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Short Stories | U of South Carolina P | 1974
Transcription BALD-HEAD BILL BAULDY473
"That warn't all, ef you remember. The Siminoles come mighty
nigh to captivating St. Augustine, and sculping all the people, women
and children; and so thar was a call for volunteers from Georgy and
Sout' Carlina, to go down and save St. Augustine, and whip off the
red skins.
"Thar was a grand to do, specially, you see, as that sassy savage,
Osceola, had corked up Giniral Gaines in a sort of hollow; and
thar was some other ginerals, in pretty nigh the same fix; and, I
reckon, of all on 'em, Giniral Clinch, who knowed the country, and
the nater of the beasts that waur in it, he did about the best fighting
of 'em all! As for the big Giniral Scott, he made a big fuss, and
marched his grand army in three columns, and beat his drums, when-
ever he come nigh'to the swamps and thicks, as ef to give fair notis to
the Seminoles to lie low and keep dark; and so they did! They
squatted close in the bush and thick, and on the edge of the swamp,
and grinned like Chesse-cats, as they seed the big armies marching
by, with the big gineral, seven foot in his boots, making the drums
beat, and the horns blow, whenever he rode ahead! 'Twas fine march-
ing, I reckon; but marching warn't the thing, and there was no
fighting. The grand army did not pick up a single red sculp.
"But I ain't to tell you of the whole war, but only the part that I,
Bill Bauldy, had in it.
"Well you must know that I happened to be in Lexington Destrict,
South Carolina, when Col. Goodwyn, of Columbia, called for

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ways they hev in rigilar armies. We waur over six hundred men;
all young fellows like myself, and a stout set of chaps they waur;
and, once fairly in a skrimmage, they went at it, with tooth and toe-
nail; and sich a hollering as made the woods shiver agin! I confess,
I wasn't much of a sodger, and hed no more idee of fighting than
I had of flying to Heaven on the wings of the wind, as is writ in
Holy Scripters. I was always a peaceable man, that only wanted to
be let alone; and ef so be I hed pleased, I could have passed myself
off for a man past his time of sarvice, seeing that my head was jest
as bald of hair as a yallow tarrapin's belly. Besides, I was mighty apt
to ketch cold, ef I didn't wear my wig all the time, sleeping and
waking. Knowing that, I bought two new wigs from Bedell in