THE MAN THAT WAS USED UP - A TALE OF THE LATE BUGABOO AND KICKAPOO CAMPAIGN––––––––
Pleurez, pleurez, mes yeux, et fondez vous en eau!
La moitié; de ma vie a mis l’ autre au tombeau.
- Corneille.
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I CANNOT just now remember when or where I first made the acquaintance of that truly fine-looking fellow, Brevet Brigadier General John A. B. C. Smith. Some one did introduce me to the gentleman, I am sure—at some public meeting, I know very well—held about something of great importance, no doubt—at some place or other, I feel convinced,—whose name I have unaccountably forgotten. The truth is—that the introduction was attended, upon my part, with a degree of anxious embarrassment which operated to prevent any definite impressions of either time or place. I am constitutionally nervou
