Isham, commonly called "Smut" because he was so black, was the
body-servant of Lieutenant Stephen B. Marshall, of the Putnam
Light Infantry, Company G, Twelfth Georgia Regiment. He was
the liveliest and rarest darkey in the regiment. Always in trouble
but never out of humor, every one picked at him and had some joke
to tell on him. Lieutenant Marshall was an officer in a volunteer
company before the war. On one occasion it went into camp at the
Oconee Spring in Putnam county. While on this trip the officers
gave a dinner and invited a number of ladies.
Amongst that number
was the lady to whom Lieutenant Marshall was engaged, and after-
ward married. Isham was the cook, and had orders to smother a
chicken. Finally dinner was announced, but the chicken was not
brought to the table. After becoming impatient on account of the
delay, Isham was called and asked if he had smothered the chicken.
He answered yes, but said he did not know whether he was dead or
not, but that he ought to be, as he had tied it up in a bag, put it in
a box, and the box under the bed.
When the assembled crowd heard
this they roared with laughter, while Marshall was mortified and
angered beyond expression.
At the battle of Alleghany Mountain a shell exploded near Isham,
when he immediately mounted a bare-back mule, his face toward the
tail of the beast, and the mule was rapidly driven to the rear by the
use of Isham's heels and a pole ; both the mule and negro were miss-
ing for two or three days. When he returned Marshall asked him
why he left, when he promptly answered : Because ' a good run is bet-
ter than a bad stand,' for had I remained and received a wound or
been killed, I could not have served you as I promised old master I
would."
Isham went to his reward several years ago, and it is hoped that he
reached a better and happier home beyond the skies.
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