Queersome

“A queersome breed of spiritualist, to my way of thinking, young man. One who summons communication from the dead, who make knocking sounds from the world beyond.”

“Oh, one more thing, sir, I found this queersome. She said Lieutenant Mull sent her? I don't understand it though. He's not due from Virginia for another fortnight.”

Then we would rise to see his eyes crooked with a queersome madness and his fingers still aflitter.

A great victory is made and, with it, a devastating loss. We, Stonewall's Brigade, must now follow another. Our commander, queersome yet brilliant, has died, shot by his own men as he audaciously sought to continue battle under a full moon.