Halfway down the trail to hell,
In a shady meadow, green,
Are the souls of all dead troopers
Camped near a good old-time canteen,
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers Green.
Old Cavalry Song
Jonathan Mayhew Wainwright was a soldier of the old U.S. Army. A lean, bowlegged cavalryman, he spent his happiest days in the hard-riding, spur and saber atmosphere of the vanishing Army posts of the West. In an age that produced Army men of many talentsgenerals who could double as diplomats, showmen, orators or businessmen"Skinny" Wainwright, a fine horseman,*...