James A. Frye, From Headquarters: Odd Tales Picked up in the Volunteer Service
“ CAPTAIN PENDER, C.S.N.Well up town, something above quarter of a mile beyond the massive, battlemented armory in which we of the Third Infantry have our headquarters, a side street, branching off from one of the main thoroughfares, ambitiously stretches away until it finds its farther progress barred by a high, stone-capped, brick wall. There it stops. ”
