being flanked, and must change front to rear.
This was done by the 19th Massachusetts and 1st Minnesota.
We were now under command of Colonel Devereaux
, and were ordered to take a position near a stone wall.
We fired as we fell back, holding the enemy until we had reformed our lines, when we again went in and continued fighting until dark, when we were ordered to support a battery.
We then had time to count the cost of the battle.
was reported dying, and we mourned the loss of our brave leader.
He had been my tent-mate since I had been an officer, and had rendered me valuable assistance.
Every one loved him; he was an ideal volunteer soldier.
Having graduated at Harvard, he entered the army as an enlisted man in the Salem Zouaves
at the first call for men, and had worked hard to bring the regiment to the state of efficiency which it had reached.
I had not seen my brother since we had advanced in line.
He was left general guide of the regiment, and his place was on the left.
As soon as we halted I went to the company, but he was not there.
The following day I searched the hospitals, but could not find him, and on the morning of the 19th, the rebels having left our front, I went where their lines had been and found him, with Jacob Hazen
of Company C and George Carleton
of Company B, near an old haystack.
He had been shot in the right side of the neck, the ball passing out of the left shoulder; it had cut the spinal nerve, and he could not move hand or foot.
I saw at once that he could not live and had him placed in an ambulance and carried to our field hospital.
It was the saddest duty of my life.
We had left home together, and had often talked of a happy reunion around the old fireside