At the beginning of the next session, Spirit Guide and I talked for a few minutes, and then I went to The Other Side. Animal Spirit Guide came running to me out of the East Woods at Antietam. I was dressing in my Confederate uniform, as usual, and was carrying my Symbol. I hugged her, and she demonstrated her affection for me.
Spirit Guide asked me where Animal Spirit Guide would be taking us today. I looked at my companion and, all of a sudden, we were standing before a campfire that had iron rods stuck in the ground on either side of the fire. A spit lay on top of the iron rods extending across the fire pit.
I approached closer and raised my Symbol. It glowed.
I said I was there to relate their stories to later generations and asked them to share their experiences with me. I stated that my Symbol is proof that what I said was true and that what I would write would be honorable.
These were Union soldiers. I had on a Confederate uniform, but my Symbol was good enough for them to believe me.
I asked where they were from, and they said Maine.
I asked, “What part?” and I saw Bangor in my mind.
I asked what they did back home, and they answered that they were fishermen. I asked how long they had been in the army, and they indicated 20 weeks.
One of the soldiers was squatting down on his haunches with a tin cup of coffee in his hand. I asked him if he had anybody back home, and he said no. I inquired as to his age, and he said 34. He said his name was Briney. I queried him how he got that name, and he retorted because he was “an ole salt and could outmarch any man there.”
These men had “Seen the Elephant” (been in battle), and they carried themselves with the confidence of veteran soldiers.