Fiction | January 21, 2016
The Salted Leg
Gary Lee Miller
And so it came to be that on the evening of July 24, 1865, Joshua Clantz, formerly of Kaskaskia, Illinois, and the Army of the Potomac, arrived at the Post Mills, Vermont, home of Mr. and Mrs. Emil Picard wearing the remains of his Union uniform and carrying a half-melted packet of Clark’s Maple Sugar Candies, seven forlorn oxeye daisies, a four-shot pepperbox revolver and the left leg of Private First Class Orlin MacDonald, sawed off just below the knee and coffined in a crate of white Liverpool salt.
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