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COMPLETE LIFE
OF
BY
FREDERICK WHITTAKER,
BREVET CAPTAIN SIXTH NEW YORK VETERAN CAVALRY.
ISBN: 1-58218-040-7
Copyright, 1998, Digital Scanning, Inc.
Scituate, MA 02066
TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE,
Mrs. Custer says of this likeness: “ I cannot say how pleased I am with the steel plate
engraving you sent me. It grows upon me, and I think it gives the General’s intellectual
look better than any portrait I have.”
TO FACE PAGE
PAGE
PRELIMINARY REMARKS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1
CHAPTER III.
C A D E T C U S T E R.
Becoming a Real Cadet - Riding Lessons - “ Benny Havens, oh ! ” - The
Coming of the War - The Attack on Fort Sumter - Graduation Time
- A Court-martial - Lucky Escape.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 25
CHAPTER II.
B ULL R UN .
Custer joins his Troop - Incidents of the Battle - The Panic - The
Defeat.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 9
CHAPTER III,
O R G A N I Z I N G A N A R M Y.
The New General - Custer on Staff Duty - Sick Leave - The Pledge. . . . . . . . 77
vi CONTENTS.
CHAPTER IV.
T HE P ENINSULAR C AMPAIGN
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Custer’s First Charge - The Transports - The Peninsula - Yorktown. . . . . . 93
CHAPTER V.
W INNING THE B A R S .
The Evacuation -The Pursuit - Williamsburg - The Advance on the
Chickahominy - Custer made a Captain . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 103
CHAPTER III.
TO THE R APIDAN AND BACK.
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Advance on Culpepper - Meads’s Retreat - Battle of Buckland’s Mills
- End of Campaign - Love Letters and Orange Blossoms. . . . . . . . . . 193
CHAPTER IV.
T H E W I L D E R N E S S A N D T H E V A L L E Y.
Sheridan in Command - The First Raid - The Second Raid - Early in
Maryland - The Cavalry Ordered to the Valley . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 219
CHAPTER V.
W INCHESTER.
Playing Chess with Early - The False Move - Custer at Winchester. . . 231
CHAPTER II.
C E D A R C R E E K.
Sheridan Ordered to Washington - Early’s Surprise of Wright - The
Battle of Cedar Creek-Plunder of the Union Camps - Arrival of
Sheridan - Early’s Overthrow - Custer and Merritt finishing the
Victory - Results of the Valley Campaign.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 6 3
CHAPTER III.
T HE L AST R A I D.
Waynesboro’ - Cutting the Canals - Chasing Early - Nearing Richmond
- Back with the Army. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 271
CHAPTER IV.
F I V E F O R K S.
Advance on Five Forks-Devin’s Repulse - The 5th Corps - The Victory
- The Pursuit . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 279
CHAPTER V.
A P P O M A T T O X.
Heading off Lee - Sailor’s Creek - The Night March - Appomattox -
Lee’s Surrender - Custer’s Last Order . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 297
viii CONTENTS.
CHAPTER VI.
T HE G REAT P A R A D E .
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From Richmond to Washington - Close of Custer’s War Career. . . . . . . 309
CHAPTER II.
T H E R E G U L A R A R M Y.
Peculiar Hardships of the American Regular Army - Jealousy of the
Nation - The Old and the New Army - Settling Down.. . . . . . . . . . . . 3 2 5
CHAPTER III.
T HE S EVENTH C A V A L R Y .
Description of the Regiment - Its Officers and Men - Custer and Presi-
dent Johnson - Ordered to Kansas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 337
CHAPTER II.
T H E F IRST S C O U T
Learning Indian Tricks - Pawnee Killer’s Repulse - Skirmishes. . . . . . . 3 6 3
CHAPTER III.
T H E W A G O N T R A I N.
The March to Fort Wallace - The Return - The Attack - Circling -
Arrival of Help - Saved . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 371
CHAPTER IV.
T HE K IDDER M A S A C R E .
The Telegram - Finding the Bodies - A Mother’s Love . . . . . . . . . . . . . 383
CONTENTS. ix
CHAPTER V.
T HE C OURT M ARTIAL .
PAGE
The Mutiny - The March - Custer Court-martialled. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 9 7
CHAPTER VI.
T H E W INTER C A M P A I G N .
Wanted, a General-Custer sent for - Starting on the Trail.. . . . . . . . . . . 413
CHAPTER VII.
B ATTLE OF THE W A S H I T A.
The Trail in the Snow - Charge on Black Kettle - How to Fight
Indians - Triumphant Return of the Seventh.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 425
CHAPTER VIII.
C LOSING O P E R A T I O N S.
How Custer volunteered to bring the Kiowas, Arapahoes and Cheyennes
to Peace - How he did it . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 453
CHAPTER IX.
L OUISVILLE TO THE Y E L L O W S T O N E .
Custer in Kentucky - Ordered North - The Sioux - A Narrow Escape. . . 471
CHAPTER X.
T H E B LACK H ILLS .
Rumors of Gold - A Terra Incognita - The Custer Column . . . . . . . . . . . . 501
CHAPTER XI.
R A I N- I N- T H E- FA C E.
Murderer’s Boasts - The Arrest - The Grain Thieves - The Escape - The
Oath of Vengeance - The Sun - Dance . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 515
CHAPTER II.
C R A Z Y H O R S E.
Reynolds’ Campaign - Another Washita Spoiled - Wanted a Custer. . . 537
x CONTENTS.
CHAPTER III.
C USTER AND G R A N T.
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The Belknap Investigation - Custer’s unwilling Testimony - President
Grant’s Revenge - Custer’s Displacement.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 545
CHAPTER IV.
T HE G REAT E XPEDITION .
Crook’s Column-Gibbon’s Column - The Terry Column - Rena’s Scout
- Custer’s Departure .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 563
CHAPTER V.
T HE L AST B ATTLE .
Trail of Sitting Bull - Reno’s Fight - Custer’s Last Charge.. . . . . . . . . . . . 573
CHAPTER II.
C U S T E R, T H E I N D I A N- FI G H T E R .
Savage and Civilized Warfare Contrasted - Custer’s Experience - Anec-
dote illustrating his Knowledge of Indian Nature. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 616
CHAPTER III.
C U S T E R , THE M A N.
His Generosity - Fondness for Children - Development of his Character
- His Scrupulous Honor - Closing Summary. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 625
PRELIMINARY REMARKS.
C H A P T E R I.
EARLY LIFE.
Maryland and settled in New Rumley, being the only smith for
many miles. He prospered so well that he was able to get mar-
ried when twenty-two years of age. He married Matilda
Viers, August 7th, 1828, and their marriage lasted six years,
during which time three children were born, of whom only one,
Brice W. Custer, of Columbus, Ohio, is now living. He is
bridge inspector on one of the railroads leading from that place.
The first Mrs. Custer died July 18th, 1834.
The maiden name of the second Mrs. Custer, mother of the
general, was Maria Ward. She was born in Burgettstown,
Pennsylvania, May 31st, 1807, and was first married, when only
a girl of sixteen, to Mr. Israel R. Kirkpatrick. Her husband
died in 1835, a year after the death of the first Mrs. Custer.
The widow Kirkpatrick had then three children, whereof two
are now alive. David Kirkpatrick lives in Wood County, Ohio,
some forty miles south from Toledo. Lydia A. Kirkpatrick
married Mr. David Reed, of Monroe, Michigan, and in after life
became more than a sister, a second mother, to the subject of
our biography.
After two years widowhood, Mrs. Kirkpatrick married
Emmanuel Custer, April 14th, 1837, and became the mother of
the general, two years later, as the second Mrs. Custer. She is
still, at the present date of writing, living, but in very feeble
health.
The children of this second marriage were born as follows:
1. George Armstrong Custer, December 5, 1839.
2. Nevin J. Custer, July 29, 1842.
3. Thomas W. Custer, March 15, 1845.
4. Boston Custer, October 31, 1848.
5. Margaret Emma Custer, January 5, 1852.
All were born in Harrison County, in or near New Rumley.
Nevin and Margaret alone now survive, the latter the widow of
Lientenant Calhoun, who was killed on the field of battle with
his three brothers-in-law, June 25th, 1876. Nevin Custer now
lives on a farm near Monroe, Michigan. During the late war
EARLY LIFE. 5
to inflame his martial spirit in those days, was the Mexican war,
just then closed. The heroes of that war were almost all West-
Pointers, and the little regular army made a very considerable
figure therein. However that may be, he had formed the firm
resolve to go to West Point when old enough.
Out of school, he was always in the midst of rough horse
play with the other boys, fond of practical jokes, a great
wrestler and runner, and the strongest lad of his age in the
place. He became an acknowledged leader in all the athletic
sports of the day, the only thing in which he did not excel
being swimming. Curiously enough, he never liked the water
much, to the day of his death, and though he could swim, sel-
dom did so. Boating was also one of his dislikes. He would
do anything on land, but had no aspirations as a sailor. At
home, he was chiefly distinguished, according to the account of
Mrs. Reed, by his extreme gentleness and kindness of heart.
To her he was the most docile of boys, obeying her slightest
wish the moment it was expressed. He was exceedingly ten-
der-hearted also; so much so that he never could bear even to
see a chicken killed; and the sight of suffering of any kind
completely unnerved him. He was very fond of nursing Mrs.
Reed’s children, as they successively arrived, and was especially
proud of her first boy who was named Armstrong, after him-
self. Poor little Autie Reed, he died on the same field with
Custer, together with Custer’s youngest brother, on that last
fated expedition.
A strange compound of qualities was this lad in those days,
gentle and brave, with an overflowing sense of humor, hating
his books, and yet working to the head of his class by fits and
starts when he took a notion, obstinate under harsh treatment,
opposing the constituted authorities at school with all ingeni-
ous evasions, meeting the wily tricks of his pedagogue with
tricks still wilier, but ruled by his gentle sister with an abso-
lute sway. He reminds us of one of Thackeray’s schoolboys,
full of vague poetical yearnings, tempered by the savage free-
10 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
creature, rounded and plump, her father’s pet, an only child and
naturally spoiled. Like most little children, she was proud to
show all she knew, and she knew that Custer was a stranger.
She said archly as she swung on the gate, her pretty face
dimpling with smiles, “ Hello! you Custer boy!” then fright-
ened at her own temerity, turned and fled into the house.
A trifle, you will say, not worth recording; yet it was the
beginning of Custer’s first and last love. The sweet arch face
of that little girl was the first revelation to the wild young
savage, whose whole idea of life was that of physical exercise,
war, and the chase, of something else, of another side to life.
It was to him, love at first sight, and he then and there recorded
an inward vow, that some day that little girl should be his wife.
He kept the vow through many obstacles.
This little girl was Libbie Bacon, only child of Judge
Daniel S. Bacon, one of the oldest settlers of Monroe. The
Judge had come there long before Emmanuel Custer’s first mar-
riage, and fifteen years before Armstrong was born. Beginning
as a school teacher, he had become a lawyer, a member of the
Territorial Legislature before Michigan was yet erected into a
State, Judge of Probate, President of the Monroe Bank, direc-
tor of the first Michigan Railroad-in short he was one of the
first men of the little town, and the centre of its “ upper ten.”
To young Custer, poor and obscure, it might have then seemed
as if a great gulf divided him from the little girl whose arch
beauty flashed on him for the first time, It was characteristic
of the determination which afterwards marked his whole career
that he should make such a vow and keep it. To this we shall
afterwards return.
Custer had now lived at Monroe, off and on, for four years.
His return to Ohio must have seemed to him an exile, for he
ever after seems to have looked on Monroe as his home. He
went back to New Rumley, and soon after obtained a place as
teacher at Hopedale, Ohio, not far from his native place. Here
he earned his first money-not much to our notions now, but
12 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
You do yourself injustice when you say you did but little for
me. You may forget it, but I never can. There is not a day but
I think with deep gratitude of the many sacrifices, the love and
devotion you and mother have constantly bestowed upon me.
You could not have done more for me than you have. A fortune
would be nothing to me with what I am indebted to you for. I
never wanted for any thing necessary, and if you did not give me
a fortune in money, you did what was infinitely better. You
and mother instilled into my mind correct principles of industry
honesty, self-reliance; I was taught the distinction between wrong
and right; I was taught the value of temperate habits; and I
now look back to my childhood and the days spent under the
home roof, as a period of the purest happiness; and I feel thank-
ful for such noble parents. I know but few if any boys are so
EARLY LIFE. 13
It will be seen from this letter that Custer had at the time
ceased teaching for awhile, to further perfect his education.
The handwriting is very strongly contrasted with that of his
later years, which is rather light and pointed, resembling a
lady’s hand in many respects. In the Bingham letter it is that
of a particularly careful schoolboy of the old time, with down-
strokes of portentous weight and blackness, with fine hair lines
for upstrokes. The letter brought forth a reply from Bingham,
in which the requisite information was given, and it appeared
that others were after the place. In answer to this, Custer
wrote again. He would not be denied, if persistency would
effect his purpose. There was another young man after the
place, but he wrote as follows :
PLEBE CUSTER.
Then you swear that you’ll resign, the climate is too damp,
But once within the tented field, you find you can’t decamp.
Resolving then to be content, there’s no more hesitation,
You find more satisfaction in this kind of resignation.
Spartan like, you stay until encampment has an end,
And when that time is closing up, your times begin to mend.
The woes of the poor Plebe on first joining, as recited in
the above pathetic ballad, are by no means over-strained. An
old graduate says of the new comers very feelingly: “ We, can
not but feel an involuntary pity for the new cadet who is just
landing at the old wharf, where a sentinel is waiting to conduct
him to the adjutant’s office, there to record his entrance on-
he knows not what small and great tribulations.
“ The poor fellow has just left the endearments of home, and
by a rapid transition has become a stranger among the mighty
hills. But worst of all, instead of receiving kindly hospitality,
he becomes, for a time, one of an inferior caste, toward whom,
too often, the finger of derision is pointed, and over whom the
Fourth Class drill-master flourishes, with too snobbish zeal, his
new-born authority. Then too, to be called a “ conditional
thing,” a “ thing” and a “plebe” in slow promotion; to be
crowded five in a room, with the floor and a blanket for a bed;
to be drummed up, drummed to meals, and drummed to bed, all
with arithmetic for chief diversion; this is indeed a severe ordeal
for a young man who is not blessed with good nature and good
sense; but with these excellent endowments, it soon and smoothly
glides on into a harmless memory. People are found who con-
tend that West Point is a hot-bed of aristocracy, where caste and
titles rule. It would be pleasing to exhibit to such an one, the
ununiformed new class, presenting a line of about one hundred
young men of all types, at least in externals. Side by side are
seen the flabby Kentucky jeans, and the substantial homespun,
the ancient long-tailed, high-collared coat of the farmer’s boy,
and the exquisite fit of the fashionable New York tailor. We
have known two presidents’ sons, two protegés of General Jack-
son, several sons of secretaries, and other high functionaries,
PLEBE CUSTER. 21
found deficient, for the simple reason that they were deficient.
Before us lies a little volume, by a Vermont farmer’s son, who
successfully competed for the headship of his class, with a
talented son of Henry Clay.”
Into the midst of West Point, dropped young Custer. As
far as temperament went, he was just the one to get on among
his comrades and be happy; and we find accordingly, that he
was soon a general favorite. The hardships of Plebe life
passed over him lightly. He had the advantage of being a tall
strong young fellow, not easily brow-beaten, or physically
oppressed, and his good-nature and jolly ways saved him
from the more annoying kinds of small persecution. The first
week’s squad drills and the preliminary examination being safely
passed, young George Custer at last received his full appoint-
ment, was permitted to don the uniform, and became a full-
fledged cadet. The happy day arrived when he, with the other
Plebes, shed the badges of their servitude, and all the black
coats vanished from the cadet battalion. Then, at the
close of June, the barracks were abandoned; and Cadet Custer,
along with his comrades, marched out for the annual encamp-
ment. This takes place every year at the same time after
graduation. The first class of 1857 was examined and grad-
uated while the Plebes were joining, the second class became
the first., the fourth became the third, and went on furlough for
the summer; and the “June Plebes” blossomed out into the
fourth class. Then, at dress parade, the order was read out to
go into camp, the barracks being vacated. The young cadets
tamed into May-day carmen, without any carts. Not even a
wheelbarrow was to be obtained. Mattresses, tables, chairs,
trunks, every article had to be cleared out, the furniture placed
in the empty recitation rooms, leaving only iron bedsteads in the
dormitories, which were to be thoroughly cleaned by the work-
men. The camp ground on the northeast of the plain was laid
out, and the tents all pitched before breakfast; then at the
exact hour indicated in the order, the companies formed on
22 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
the parade ground, and marched out to the camp, with band
playing.
The cadets at West Point are divided into four companies.
During the June examinations, the Plebes, being an addi-
tional class, had been of course stinted for space in the bar-
racks, but in camp there was plenty of room. There were
eight rows of tents, two opening on each street, company offi-
cers in a row at the end of the streets of their companies, com-
mandant’s marquee opposite the centre of the camp, which was
the same as that of a small battalion of infantry. The guard
tents, six in number, were at the other end of the streets, and
there were six sentries on duty round the camp. Each walked
his beat two hours, being then relieved for four hours, after
which he went on again, his tour of duty being six hours out
of twenty-four, the guard having three “ reliefs,” or eighteen
cadets, besides a corporal to each relief, a sergeant, and an
officer of the guard.
During the encampment, the duties of the cadets were
wholly military. It was a relief from the long course of hard
mathematical studies which they had pursued when in bar-
racks, served to maintain their health, and especially to accus-
tom them to the daily routine of soldier’s life. During the
time the camp lasted, from the end of June to the end of
August, the drills were constant and unintermitting in infantry
evolutions, with artillery drill for the upper classes. The result
was a most wonderful perfection of mechanical movement, from
which even the newly joined Plebes were not exempt, the
nearest approach to which is to-day seen in the street parades
and drills, on grand occasions, of the celebrated New York
Seventh Regiment, when put on its mettle. During the
summer encampment, the vicinity of West Point is always
crowded with visitors, and as the members of the upper classes
are allowed considerable liberty at this time, it becomes to
them a season of comparative enjoyment.
At last came the close of August. The barracks were await-
PLEBE CUSTER. 23
ing their occupants, and the time of serious work for the Fourth
Class had come. On the 29th the cadets carried off their
blankets and clothing to the rooms soon to be occupied for the
fall, leaving in camp only their muskets and full dress uni-
forms. The order for breaking camp had been read on dress
parade the previous evening, and at the fixed hour the drums
were heard beating “ the general,” the signal to pack up and
be off. Then came one of the most imposing sights in mili-
tary life, and one which always impresses the civilian spectator
with a certain feeling of desolation when it is over.
Before us stands the populous little town, that for two
months has been the scene of such picturesque activity, with
all the “pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war.” The
cadets fly to their tents at the beating of the “general,” and
await three taps of the drum amid breathless silence. “ Tap ! ”
comes the first, and the whole camp is alive in a moment, the
men flinging themselves on the stakes, which are pulled up,
leaving the tents supported only by the four corners. Then
comes another breathless hush, every one waiting. “ Tap ! ”
comes the second signal, and up come the corner pegs, while
the canvas is swept into the centre, and a man stands at each
pole, all the tents still up, and hiding the view. Another
hush, and then -
“Tap!”
In a moment, ere the sound has time to die away, down goes
every tent with a single clap, and the lately populous town has
vanished, leaving behind it nothing but a bare plain, while the
men, like a swarm of bees, fling themselves on the prostrate
tents, withdraw the poles, and roll up the canvas in long rolls,
which are piled in heaps for the quartermaster’s people to take
away. Then comes the “ Assembly,” and the companies take
their stacked arms, while the battalion is formed and marched
to the barracks.
Cadet Custer had seen his first camp, and it was over.
This West Point camp is one of the very best features of
24 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
CADET CUSTER.
officer of the day, arms folded, solemnly surveys the scene from
his distant post. The cadets are standing at “parade rest,”
the weight resting on the right leg, hands crossed in front.
Hardly has the last strain of the fife, the final roll of the
drum died away, when we hear the sharp voices of the First Class
men, who act as sergeants, all together, “ Attention, company!”
In an instant every cadet has stiffened into a statue, in
“position of a soldier,” eyes staring straight to the front, with
that vacant glare which marks the modern soldier in ranks.
Out come the books, and each sergeant rattles off the names
of his men in alphabetical order, having the list by heart.
He knows every voice in his company, and is as sharp as a
needle. Not a late man can slink into his place but the ser-
geant notices him, and checks a mark against him in that inex-
orable roll-book. If a head turns, or a whisper mars the per-
fect stillness, the sergeant can pick out the guilty one in a
moment; even the shelter of the rear rank is no protection for
the offender, for the Second and Third Class sergeants and
corporals are ready to report him, in terror lest that lynx-eyed
sergeant should report them, for neglect of duty. The roll call
is rattled off in a minute and a half, and the sergeant faces
around, stiff as a stake, salutes, and says to the captain, “Sir,
all are present or accounted for,” or “ Sir, so many absent.”
The young captain touches his hat, and proceeds forthwith to the
cadet adjutant, where the same formality of report takes place
for each company, the adjutant standing, book in hand, to
receive the reports. Finally, the adjutant in his turn proceeds
to the officer of the day, and reports the result of the whole
battalion roll call to that mighty official, whose place it is to
report the absentees at the end of his tour of duty. The ser-
geants then warn the cadets detailed for guard on that day,
and ranks are broken. Now Cadets Custer and Parker are to
be seen hastening to their little barrack room, having time to
wash and comb, and clean up their room. Reveillé, during
summer, is at five, and by half past five, every room must be
28 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
the mess hall; from thence till eight o’clock there is leisure to
study or look around one and watch guard mount. At eight,
old Rentz, the Academy bugler for thirty years, calls the cadets
to quarters, and now, for five mortal hours, the routine of
study and recitation is unvarying. Now another roll call.
The classes that recite are marched to the recitation rooms by
the section marchers, and reported to the Instructor. The first
half of the corps works till half past nine, when the second
half relieves them, while the fencing classes are called up.
At one o’clock dinner call is beaten: and for this and re-
creation an hour is allowed. From two till four more reci-
tations, after which afternoon drill for an hour and a half, then
liberty till sunset.
Sunset is the signal for dress parade of the battalion, when
there are more roll calls, and retreat is beaten by the drum
corps, while the band plays, and everything puts on its most
imposing and martial aspect. As the band paces up and down
the front of the motionless line of cadets, the setting sun gleam-
ing on the fixed bayonets, officers at parade rest, the solitary
figure of the commandant standing with folded arms in front
of the centre, the scene attracts multitudes of spectators, and
the effect on the imagination is romantic and warlike in the
highest degree. The band wheels into its place, the gorgeous
drum major flings up his staff, and as the melancholy notes of
“retreat” echo on the evening air they are interrupted by the
sudden boom of the evening gun. Down comes the great
standard, fluttering on its way from the summit of the lofty
flagstaff. As the last roll of “retreat” ceases, the line springs
into sudden life at the sharp voice of the adjutant, and the
brief formality of dress parade proceeds on its way. A few
moments later, the companies are marching away to the sweet
strains of the famous West Point band, and the day’s work is
over. Now comes supper and half an hour’s time for recrea-
tion, when the bugle is heard once more, calling “ to quarters”.
Every cadet must be in his room and studying, or at least
30 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER.
quiet, and orderly, till tattoo at half past. nine, when the beds
are spread.
At ten o’clock the quadrangle is nearly silent, the subdued
murmur of conversation dying away, the light in the different
rooms twinkling like stars.
Tap !
A couple of drummers proceed slowly along round the bar-
racks, and at every hundred steps or so, each gives a single tap.
As if by magic, the twinkling lights disappear, and the Acad-
emy is silent as the grave, buried in sleep.
The duties of the guards during barrack time are much less
onerous than when in camp. They walk post only at meal
times, during drills, at dress parade, and during evening study
hours. Each sentinel is responsible for the rooms on his post,
which he is required to inspect. He must report all absentees,
as well as suppress all noise and disturbances. Of course this
part of his duty is the most onerous and delicate he can have
during the day, as the strict restraints of discipline, irksome at
any time to young men, are doubly so when night and dark-
ness give them an opportunity to escape surveillance. This is
the time when cadets fall into most of their scrapes, by getting
out of quarters, either during study hours, or more commonly
after taps. In the case of Cadets Custer and Parker, these
escapades and frolics were born of that irrepressible spirit of
fun so common in the West, for Parker was a Missourian.
There seems to be something peculiarly enticing to a high-
spirited cadet in the idea of getting out of bounds, and when to
that is added the attractions of “ Benny Havens,” the tempta-
tions to the bold spirits were much greater than the cadets
could resist.
Benny Havens has been for many years a famous character
at the Point. Long before the Mexican War he was estab-
lished within the lines, and under the guise of an honest seller
of coffee and cakes, was wont to administer surreptitious egg-
flip, when no officers were round, to the thirsty cadets. Ex-
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