and Friday, October last, 25th, 26th and 27th, in old Petersburg, while among the old soldiers with whom I met and talked galore. It was the largest gathering of the ‘old boys’ since the war. This reunion of old comrades, the indulgence of kindly thoughts, the hearty clasping of old hands, it all helps
To lift us unawaresIt is astonishing, when one takes a retrospect of events and incidents happening two-score years ago, how fragmentary they come to one's recollection, and how trifling events will ‘bob’ up when those of greater importance seem to be gone forever.
Out of our meaner cares.