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Endrody Anthologies: Major Parker - Mildred Hamming

Endrody Anthologies: Major Parker - Mildred Hamming

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Endrody Anthologies: Major Parker - Mildred Hamming

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Jun 4, 2018


Sergeant Dave Parker and his sergeant major, John Dexter, are two wounded Civil War soldiers who've been discharged from the army due to the severity of their wounds they sustained on the battlefield. The two travel together by horseback to their home town of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Along the way, they have many run-ins with blood-thirsty bandits looking to steal their horses and anything else they have of value. Read how the two persevere to rebuild their lives despite their limited abilities during a war-torn era where many able-bodied men didn't survive.

Mildred Hamming lost her husband, Major John Hamming, during the Civil War. She and her sister had inherited their parent's farm when they passed away, and the two of them were struggling to keep the farm from being sold at the tax sales. Before Mildred's husband had been killed, he sent two of his wounded officers to help out the women run the farm since neither of them had any place to go after being discharged. Learn of the struggles and hardships that eventually helped transform the struggling family farm into a safe haven for other wounded veterans, orphans, and widows.
Jun 4, 2018

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Chapter One

As operation officer on Colonel Macy’s staff, I was ordered to take two companies to Corpus Christi and push the Mexican Army out of Texas. The war was over and the Mexican Army wanted to take back Texas. It was the new Texas government that asked for help. We were part of the first calvary. The colonel put me in charge since I was regular army, and both company commanders were also regular army. We rode out of our temporary base that was south of San Antonio and headed for Corpus Christi. I rode with A-Company with Captain Burner, a fellow classmate of mine. We were making good time. Lieutenant Stoer was the C.O. of C-Company and he was behind us.

It took us a week to get to Corpus Christi. The Texas Rangers that needed our help guided us south to Kingsville where they told us the Mexican Army was stationed with their battalion. I had strict orders, to push the Mexican Army out of Texas. When we got down to Kingsville, we found the Mexicans. They sent two officers over to us who told us to get out of Mexico. I told them, This is Texas. It is a state in the United States, and you are the ones who need to leave, immediately.

One of the men responded, We are heading north and we will not hesitate to shoot if you get in our way.

Him telling us that they would shoot was warning enough for me. We attacked them the next day. We had a lot of combat experience and we didn’t fool around. We captured a bunch of their horses and shot a lot of their officers and pushed them south out of Kingsville. The Texas Rangers told us that the Mexican officers were the bad guys. They stole all of the Texas Ranger" s’ horses and their supplies. They were also butchering milk cows to feed their troops. I told all the sharp-shooters to try to get their officers. We shot quite a few Mexican officers. They tried to retaliate, but they couldn’t get much done against us.

The third day, about 25 miles south of Kingsville, we had a big fight. We shot six officers, two of them colonels. Then my Sergeant Major got hit and half an hour later I got hit in the chest. I had to turn over the operation to Captain Burner. Luckily we had a major surgeon with us who worked on me for four hours, but couldn’t find the bullet. He said that he had to stop working on me because I was bleeding internally. If he hadn’t have stopped when he did, I would have bled to death. The first chance I got, I told Burner to finish pushing the Mexicans out of Texas.

I went back to Corpus Christi in an ambulance with my sergeant major. They took us to a Mexican hospital and the doctor asked me how I felt. I told him that I had quite a bit of back pain. He looked at my back and said, The bullet is pushing against your skin. We will have it out in no time. I felt him cutting just for a second and then he handed me the bullet.

The surgeon major found me and my sergeant major both unfit for further duty and we stayed in the hospital for one week so that we could heal.

I was waiting for the sergeant to be able to travel on one of my horses. As it turned out, the Texas Ranger captain in Corpus Christi came out to see me and I told him that I had been discharged out of the Army and so had my sergeant. Colonel Macy had been informed that I was finished and he sent a lieutenant up from San Angelo with my final payoff, and the sergeant major’s too. The Texas Ranger captain asked me how I was going to travel and I told him that my sergeant and I were planning on riding, but we still needed a packhorse. He said that he had two really nice Mexican mares that we could have.

I told him, As soon as my sergeant is ready we’re traveling. We’ve got a long way to go. We’re heading to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

He said, That is a long way to go.

I want to get home with our horses, I replied.

He told me that both mares had been bred three months earlier to a thoroughbred stud, so we had to get home in eight months.

I said, We should be able to make it in three months.

I had a Texas map and everybody told me to stay on the stage roads because it was safer travel. I had two money belts from two Mexican captains. Between the two I had 1,000 dollars’ worth of gold, old Mexican and Spanish coins, so I had cash to pay my way home.

Since we would be traveling with four horses, we needed some oats and four nosebags. We also needed a packsaddle, some bacon, beans, coffee, cups, a skillet, and two big canteens. The Texas Ranger captain told us he’d fix us up with what we needed. Hopefully we could buy food at the stage stations and towns on the way. The sergeant had a problem with his left arm. He could not move it very well. His right arm was fine. I got us a couple of saddle holsters for a six-gun, that way we could properly defend ourselves. There were too many bandits on the roads and we had to be ready for them.

Finally, we got ready to go. The doctor re-bandaged both of us and we rode my two geldings over to the Texas Rangers and picked up the two mares. One had a on a packsaddle and the had on a Texas saddle. He also gave us a bag of oats. Both mares were also carrying big round canteens. We had some of everything we needed. We left there heading for San Antonio and moved out real good. The horses were in good shape and they wanted to travel.

After we’d been traveling for a while, I could tell the sergeant was hurting so I slowed the pace. When we got to the town of Mathis, we went to the hotel and spent the night with our four horses in the stable. We had dinner and breakfast in their restaurant. The next morning we saddled up and we hit the road.

That next afternoon, we stopped at a stage station to water the horses. I asked the girl who was working there if they had some food for cash customers and she said, We have some stew. We tied up the horses and went in. I put a silver dollar on the table and she poured some coffee for me and the sergeant. There were two Mexican officers sitting at a table eating some stew. The station owner came in and asked for coffee and the girl fixed him up. One of the Mexican officers said that they were going on the stage.

The station man told him, There is no room on the stage. It is coming full of passengers.

One of the officers replied, Have some people get off. We are going on the stage.

The station man then said, Do you have a receipt showing that you paid for a seat?

One of the officers said, If you want to get paid, send a bill to the Monterrey Mexican Army and they will send you money.

That’s not how we do business in the United States, the station man replied.

An officer then said, This is Mexico.

I spoke up and said, You must be very dumb to believe that. You are in Texas and Texas voted to be a part of the United States. In the U.S. you pay for your meals and you pay to get on a stage. If they tell you that the stage is full, you can start walking or wait for the next stage.

Well then, will just take those four horses outside, one of the officers insisted.

I don’t think so, I stated.

The sergeant sitting next to me shot under the table and one of the officers slumped over. He was dead. The other one went for his gun.

I told him, You should know better than to go for a gun with U.S. Army in the room, especially with a master sergeant sitting across from you. Now pay for your food and get out.

The officer said, We have a right to take whatever horses that we need.

That’s not a good idea, it will get you killed. The horses out there belong to us. You want to steal horses, do it in Mexico, not Texas.

He paid the girl with Mexican money. He grabbed his friend and took his body outside.

I took down the oats from the saddle on one of the mares and put the dead officer on the horse. I told the Mexican, Start walking, Mexico is that way. He started walking and then turned and got down on one knee to shoot, but two guns spoke and he died too. The sergeant and I both shot. We put both men on the mare and rode out of there. We got to a creek about two miles from that stage station and dumped the two off. They each had on a money belt and we took both of them. They were both full of Mexican paper money. I gave the sergeant one of the money belts and kept the other. They were both real heavy. Both men also had wallets, so I gave him one of the wallets and I put the other away with the money belt.

We went on and went through a small town and asked where their hotel was. They had a stable only. I gave the stable man 50 pesos but he didn’t have any change, so I let him keep it. He was really happy about that. We slept on some clean straw and gave the horses some hay and oats. We got some more oats from the stable owner that next morning and after saddling up we headed out towards San Angelo. We went by a bakery and I bought 20 fresh rolls. We each ate a roll and that was it until we got to the next little town.

The next town had a cantina and we went in and had a late breakfast or early lunch. We ate, had some coffee, and then hit the road again. Here too we paid with Mexican money and they gave us Mexican change. After leaving that town, I put the sack of oats on my gelding and rode the mare in with Texan saddle. While we were waiting for the horses to finish with the nosebag of oats, I reloaded my pistol and the sergeant did too. I had two Colt Navy guns and he had two Colt .44’s. We both had saddle pistols too. I asked the sergeant how he felt and he said, Very good, so we pushed the horses some.

In the next town, they had a store and we went in. They had some nice warm shirts and I bought three. They had some leather vests and I bought one and also a Texas hat, as mine was getting a little used up looking. I got me a pistol belt with an open holster and so did the sergeant and we put our army ones away.

We went back to traveling and ate a late dinner at another stage station. I gave the lady a silver dollar and the station man was there too. I asked him if he had some clean straw in the stable. He said that he did. He said, It will cost you another dollar, but that will also get you some coffee in the morning. I gave him a dollar and we fed the horses well. He had good hay. In the morning I gave all four a nosebag of oats and got them a nice drink and then we started traveling again.

We got into San Angelo that evening and we went to a hotel I knew and got a room with two beds. We ate at their restaurant and then we went to bed. The horses were taken care of. In the morning, we had a nice breakfast and then we went to a wheelwright. He had a buckboard out front and I asked the lady at the house, How much for the buckboard?

She said, Sixty dollars.

I asked her, Where can I get harnesses?

Next door, she answered."

I bought the buckboard and I got a harness. We harnessed up the two mares and the harness man helped us adjust everything. The two mares were broke to harness. One of my geldings was broke to harness too, but I tied both geldings in the back. I put all the saddles in the buckboard and we started north. I stopped at the bakers and got another 20 rolls on our way out of town.

I was no longer wearing my uniform shirt but instead had on a nice warm red shirt on with my Texas hat and leather vest. The sergeant told me that I looked like a true Texan. He said, All you need are some big Mexican spurs.

We came to a stage station and saw four Mexican soldiers in the yard who were barefooted. There were two nice geldings tied up at the hitching

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