June 9, 1919.

Mr. Geo. Boothe.
Waco, Texas.

My Dear Sir:
I have your favor of the 5-27- inquiring of your Father's
record as a Confederate Soldier.

Mr. Geo. J. Boothe belonged to Company I - 8th. Texas Cavalry known as Terry's Texas Rangers. He did not go when we were organized as a company at Gonzales. Electing officers in June, 1861, but we were not received in the Army until September, at Houston, Texas, sworn in for the war.

We were ordered to Bowling Green, Kentucky, and then mounted. We carrying our saddles and Arms, which each man furnished himself. Your Father came to our Command at Chattanooga, Tennessee, about June 1, 1862. He came with several other Texas men to join my company. I. G. Jones was made captain of our company when we organized at Gonzales. R. J. Harris who then kept books for Thomas and Asheby was elected 1st. Lt. A. J. Harris, then Sheriff of Gonzales Co., was elected 2nd. Lt. Jas. F. Parramore, 3rd. Lt. I was made 2nd. Sergeant, but on Jan. 10, 1862, R. J. Harris resigned and A. J. Harris was elected 1st. Lt. The company elected me then 2nd. Lt. and on March 1st., Capt. Jones and A. J. Harris got a furlough and came to Gonzales, leaving me in command of the company. Our Army was falling back to Corrinth, Miss. The Battle of Shilow came off on 6th. and 7th. of April.

I commanded my company through the Battle - lost quite a few men wounded but only one killed - on May the 10, A. J. Harris returned from Texas. Capt. Jones never came back. He had Tuberculosis and resigned. Then A. J. Harris became Capt, by promotion, and I 1st. Lt. J. S. Parramore 2nd. Lt., W. E. Jones, 3rd. Lt. Ten days afterwards, Capt. Harris was killed in a charge made on a guard holding a R.R. Bridge. I was on detach service that day, was not in that fight when Harris was killed. I think it was May 10th, 1862, that I was elected Capt. of the Company without opposition, Parramore 1st. Jones 2nd. Lt., J. C. Dilworth 3rd. Lt. There was but one man younger than myself belonging to the company and I was not 20 years old. We made a successful raid through middle Tenn. and came out at Chattanooga. Then, about five or ten, your Father and some six or eight men from Gonzales, joined my company there. James F. Miller, Jas. Cobb, Alsey Miller, William H. Baltzell all joined.

Your Father was an honorable, brave and active soldier, I loved him for his fairness and activity as a soldier. He was ever ready, always had a good horse and kept him well. He was often near me in action and no braver man served in the Confederate Army. I often remarked that to Mr. Boothe, that is what I called him as he was so much older than myself. He was with the Company through the Battle of Chickamoga, Tenn., Battle of Lookout Mountain, ever doing his duty, ever ready. After the Battle of Chickamoga, I was called to act as Major of our Reg. I do not remember now at what fight or date your Father was wounded in the arm. He was in the fight Dec. 1863. At Mosey Creek fight your uncle Walker Jones was shot, his horse killed from under him, I was blown off my horse by a piece of shell passing through my left hip, cutting a wound 11 by 9 inches from my groin across my hip. The same Battery wounding Walker Jones wounded me. I was blown off my horse and could not get up. While laying on the ground, General Thomas Harrison road up and looked at me and remarked that he promoted me to the rank of Major, for Gallantry in action. I was never able to do duty again, did not quit use of my crutches until July, 1867, two years after the war was closed. Walker Jones and myself were carried to the same Farm house when wounded. Your Father was sent to nurse Walker and until he got so he could walk, he stayed at the same house I did. Your Father helped often to dress my wound. All thought I would die. One day your Father leaned over me talking to me and tears dropped from his eyes on my face, yet I did not think I would die. He was my dear warm friend and I loved him for his gallantry as a soldier, sturdy qualities and ever ready for duty. I now within a few days be 77 years old, have gone through a great deal in my life to try my nerve and manhood. I am here at Hot Springs being treated for Rheumatism, again on my crutches, which I hated to have to up, but its not in this life that we have things as we would wish them. I fear I never will be able to walk without crutches. I will start to Austin, Texas, on l6th. I have not heard from or seen Walker Jones for many years. I wish I could meet him. I think only 4 men of our old company are living. I would be glad to see you at any time. Give my love to any of the family. I would not know any of then.

With best wishes, I am
Very Truly Your Friend.
Signed, Geo. W. Littlefield

P.S. Were I at home, I would have this letter typed. Please excuse.

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Provided by Andy Jones, Great-Great Grandson of Walker Jones.