Excerpt from The Little Bugler I was about fifteen years old when the war broke out, in the spring of 1861. My only brother had been educated at West Point, and was given a com mission in a volunteer regiment. His leaving home for the three months' service was the first event that made the war seem real to me. That was a pretty gloomy time in our little family. Mother and sister were very sad still, they did not urge my brother to remain at home, for they knew that he had been educated for the army, and the nation was in great need of trained soldiers. Of course, it grieved us all to think of the many perils to which he would be exposed; but at the same time I could see that our mother felt proud of her soldier-boy, when he bade us a cheerful good-bye and was off to the war. 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.