o.:e.Letter from Veteran J. Bush Howard*m 11-oft-nt idft*ofHfewkinavUle, Ga.f July 21. 19 19Editor Journal and ReviewI am not a chosen correspondentWhen told the Jack riding proposition he became enthused and said:10rtd.hist»aI-a.oi-aitdilrfQP 1 P.B 18/- 1of your paper and yet 1 feel like 1 am writing home to my people inwriting to the Journal and Review. A copy of the paper means a lot to me when I read the names of Woodward, Tyler, Foreman, Hankinson,Dicks. Butler, Moseley, Harley, Green, Glover et al. It carries me back in memory to my old company, i. e. the Edgefield Rangers, Co , C.1st Reft. S C. V (V, Capt. J D Twiggs first thaq Capt. Tom Whatley, who I saw last at a reunion in Charleston. I also saw General Hampton, I)r. Timmerman and Jesse Foreman. On the same day myself, Jack Hankinson and Capt. Whatley met on a corner when I spoke and asked. “Do you know me Captain?** He smiled while he remarked pleasantly. I would know your ashes In our Company we had two yankees. three Irishmen and three Jews Mlthe rest were South Carolinians, one hundred dips deep, dying in the wool I asn writing from memory. I knew every man in our Company. Old Co C. got so overwhelmingly large from recruits that came in from time fotime until we had to divide up and form another Company and electedA P. Brown CaptainWhere is ver Jack? Catch him, 1 *11 show yer how to ride him!** The Jack was caught, Miles was told he must ride with his race toward theJack s tail. He mounted and facedas directed, got a hold in the long hair on the Jack's hack, ant! sang out Ready!’’ And then the show-opened. The Jack made a lunge. Milesci 1 hidhuraaheld h*s seat. The Southern yell i afollowed. That got the Jack's dander up, and lie reared almost straight up. That threw Miles off balance The Jack then reversed himself soQuick he left Miles three feet up in the air Miles still came down astride, but fearfully near the business end of the Jack The Jack then made a powerful effort and threw Miles high up in space. Miles reversed, came down on his 4iead considerably in the rear of the J k and wa kicked over A whoop went up from every throat. The Jack went off to graze Miles felt in his pocket. Hfsflask was whole and that brought II!ftlnnJht(Jback his smile.While we were doing picket duty on the coast near Charleston before we went to Virginia, we were encamped on a plantation belonging to j.a Mr. Whitrage. A Jack running around there we caught, when onef I of the boys would mount him and 1 another take off the bridle. Hewould ktM p bucking until he threw, the rider. A new recruit was told ,| that h»* must ride the Jack before he | could be called a fuily Initiated m* in*; bridle or saddle.t The day .‘fife* HtUilcii cauic Iwuil remember. Mil*,* hau j,'■fixed in his mind that no man couldJ. BCSH HOWARD.f*. S—It causes a feeling of sadness to come over me when I realize that there are very few eye-witness*** to the above Jark riding feat living now.who whooped, cheered or laughed*ith me that day the show was on. But it may bring a throh or smile tothe face of some son or daughter when he reads and says in hin mind. 1 have heard my fa!her speak of that, and have heard my parentstfpeak of Bush Howard/*tlf(c;atlCdbojTc -iNow, Mr Editor, my common sense tells me that you are tired of this, but I guess you have subscribers all around you who will like to know Rush Howard is still living. My kinam VVRHsms. Rand-sH,* arn, Vtorrta W a turn' sodM a I; throw him in a wrestle, nor »n mule♦ -« \ back‘ Vir Hush is mistaken Instead.IRif wish wrfiien )uu»e (,f tjo.se stirring timesCWU44 tbM.w ......... him ^ Jmata J,CIICTanunhree fingers cuabove normal when he got to camp and Review ,porurlwi.—Kduor Jemma!