ards was Colonel of the Twenty-fourth Massachusetts Regiment, and fell a Brigadier-General in the battle of the Wilderness.
Serving with Barstow at the fort were many of those who were afterwards among the bravest and brightest soldiers whom their State or their College produced.
Among them were some of his most intimate friends and classmates,— names whose fuller history in this volume forbids more than a mention in this place.
There were his classmates Henry Abbott, Charles Mudge, Henry Russell, and Caspar Crowninshield, his dear friend Tom Robeson, Wendell Holmes, and a host of others.
Living together in this little fort, hearing the daily beat of drums and rattle of arms within, and the rumors of war from without, each one's thought found a quick response in some other breast.
Many, eagerly grasping at the first opportunity for duty, came up to town, while the battalion was still at the fort, and joined the Second Massachusetts.
Among them Barstow would fain have been.