We met for our first drill on Saturday, December 29th at MacArthur Park on 9th Street in Little Rock, AR. There were 7 of us and everybody was decked out in their finery to see how we looked. My Pard, who is going to be our First Sergeant brought my newly dyed trousers and frock coat and asked me to put them on to see how they fit.
I went in the arsenal, which was open to the public, and was allowed to use the restroom to change. The faint vinegary smell of the clothing was quite pleasant.
Once I rejoined the troop, I was issued a tomahawk, knife, cartridge box, carrying bag, haversack and flintlock musket. Together with my canteen, new hat and brogans I was finally told I looked like a Longhunter.
Well, the arsenal people let us come inside the arsenal to conduct our meeting and lecture on how to use the flintlock musket and to do our manual of arms.
Thank goodness because it was about 30 degrees outside and the wind chill had to be about 22.
What I was to learn about the flintlock was very interesting.