very ill. Hill
cared for me tenderly, kept me at Savannah
awhile, and then some days at Charleston
, where I became so much better that he ventured to leave me long enough to go over to Fort Moultrie
to see some of our brother officers.
While he was away I became so ill again that the doctor had to put me under the influence of chloroform.
When Hill came back in the evening he cursed himself for all that was mean in the world for having left me even for an hour.
That'sthe kind of friends and comrades soldiers are!
As soon as I was well enough to travel, Hill
took me to his home at Culpeper Court-house in Virginia
There they kept me quite a long time.
That dear old gentleman, his father, brought to my bedside every morning a brandy mint-julep, made with his own hand, to drink before I got up. Under its benign influence my recovery was very rapid.
But let none of my young friends forget that the best gifts of Providence
are those most liable to be abused.
The wise Virginian
never offered me too many of them.
By the first of December Hill
and I went together to West Point
, I to report for duty, and he to visit his numerous warm friends at that delightful station.
There we parted, in December, 1855, never to meet again.
With the glad tidings from Virginia
that peace was near, there came to me in North Carolina
the report that LieutenantGen-eral A. P. Hill
had been killed in the last battle at Petersburg
A keen pang shot through my heart, for he had not ceased to be esteemed as my kind friend and brother, though for four years numbered among the public enemy.
His sense of duty, so false in my judgment, I yet knew to be sincere, because I knew the man. I wish all my fellow-citizens, North and South, East and West, could know each other as well as I knew A. P. Hill
I was assigned to duty in the department of philosophy, under Professor W. H. C. Bartlett
, one of the ablest, most highly esteemed, and most beloved of the great men