Have you ever dealt with bureaucrats?
Henry Pettit in Spartanburg, SC—old and broken at 69 and
frustrated by the interrogation he was subjected to as he applied for a pension
under the 1832 law.
In fact, for me to undertake to give in detail my service
during the Revolutionary War is not in my power but one thing I do well know
that from sometime of the Summer 1776—to the end of the War I was engaged in
the defense of my Country. I then lived in the hottest part of the Tory Country
on the Indian Boundary and a great place for the British to assemble. We that belonged
to the Liberty party were compelled to be in readiness at all times. We were
hunted after as for the Doe in the Woods. I am Wounded. I am Old. I am Infirm
and in want of something to sustain me for the services I rendered my Country
in the Revolutionary War. As for any discharge, if I ever had any I have no
Recollection what I have done with them.
This is a bit of Pettit’s application transcribed by the
heroic William Graves.
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