This is a quote from a book I am reading ( Civil War Journal of a Union Soldier, P.C. Zick). The company had just reached Detroit to join the 2md Michigan Infantry and had yet to meet their colonel. "The first morning after the guards were posted, the sentinel at the main gate was approached by a stocky-built dark-brown man with a stiff black mustache and a strong voice, having a decided nasal twang, who wore a plug hat that had evidently been much used as a chair cushion, and a Prince Albert coat that showed the canvas stiffening through a rent six-ices long in the breast. The guard said to him "Halt, you old duffer! You can't go in there." The dark man replied, "I guess I can go in; I am colonel of the regiment." The sentinel said to him, "Go way from here. No such old vagrant as you can play that on me."