As a follow up, here’s a quaint item illustrating exactly how fragrant the vicinity of Lt. Chandler’s penultimate resting place had become by the time they moved the tomb:

“Cephus McStravick, evidently a sporting gentleman, fond of fire arms, was arrested for indulging his ruling passion in unlawful, not to say exceedingly dangerous manner. It appears that Cephus was passing through the jungles in the neighborhood of the Sulphur Spring, when his eye rested upon a woman standing at a second story window of one of the houses in that locality. Cephus expressed himself to the effect that she offered a good mark for his pistol, which he drew. The woman dodged, but defendant fired, and his ball passed through an adjoining window and into an apartment which was fortunately tenantless at that moment. The Court regarded the offence as a flagrant one, and inflicted the highest penalty in its power, $50 and costs.”

[“Police Court,” Nashville, TN Republican Banner, Apr. 23, 1857.]

So…a gambler uses a woman at a brothel window for target practice. Just another fine day in the “jungles.”

And also…”Cephus McStravick?” Really?

Tune in next time…