A Reminiscence of one of Terry’sTexas Rangers.About the time that Hood’s army left Palmetto station for his Tennessee Campaign, I had the misfortune to have my horse crippled by breaking through a bridge. The command of which I was a member, 8th Texas cavalry, was then on the march for North Georgia, and I was left behind with the wagons. As I always had the greatest contempt for a ‘•wagon dog,” as we cailed those who lagged behind, I went back to Gen. Hood and reported the fix I was in. He told me to report to Capt. A. M. Shannon, who commanded his headquarter scouts, which, by the way, were all from the regiment of which I was a member. The Captain and his boys gave me a warm welcome, and I remained with that little crowd until the close of the war.When Gen. Hood pulled out from Palmetto Station for his Tennessee campaign,Capt. Shannon was left in Atlanta to work on the foraging parties that might attempt to worry and harrass the people in the immediate neighborhood of that place, and we made it warm for the yanks j from that time till Sherman started South, and no doubt some of the old citizens, if ] still living, can testify. j