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My Horse Jesse: A Sequel to When Lincoln Kissed Me (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from My Horse Jesse: A Sequel to When Lincoln Kissed Me I was sitting at army headquarters one morning, early in April, 1864, when Captain Cline, strolling by, passed me a sign. It was not a "high sign, " not a wave of the arm. not even a motion of the hand, a nod of the head, or a wink of the eye. It was simply a furtive movement of the forefinger, but it was an unmistakable signal to me to follow him. This was because Captain Cline was discreet (a less discreet man could not have held his place as Chief of Scouts), and it was contrary to regulations for a scout to hold any intercourse with a civilian. I followed him to his camp, and he pointed to a horse-a bright chestnut gelding, just passed seven years old, with one white fetlock, and with a perfect star in his broad, bony face. He was without a scar or blemish, with a deep, full chest and a short, round barrel, with muscles of iron and sinews of steel. I had a sort of personal acquaintance with every best horse in that army, but here was a better one-if only he should prove to be as faultless in temper and training as he was in color and form. And such a creature he was to prove himself to be-high-spirited, quick-witted, patient, kind, brave, self-respecting. Captain Cline led me to the hospital and directed me to a cot, by which sat a long-limbed, large-featured, handsome Confederate, with a bandage about his forearm. From him I learned that thus paragon of equine perfection was a Kentucky thoroughbred, that he had never been in harness and that his name was Jesse. From this man - Jesse's late master - I also got the items by which, with other scraps of information picked up here and there, I was able to weave the following account of Jesse's debut into our camp at Brandy Station. The Scout's Trophy From the winter headquarters of the Army of the Potomac, at the approach of spring, the intrepid and crafty Captain Cline, die chief of Meade's scouts, was sent South to spy out the land n view of future movements. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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