Health and strength did not return to the wounded Colonel, and after getting affairs straightened out there came a collapse. Perfect inaction was enjoined, but with his usual hopefulness the invalid wrote to his wife, ‘With milk and eggs and soup and Scotch ale I think I shall soon come round . . . . No new symptoms develop, only the same “General Debility.” ’ Colonel Higginson then adopted the resource of spending his nights at a neighboring plantation, returning to camp by day. He reported to his wife that the doctor said he had been ‘thrust through and through by malaria without knowing anything about it, because of temperament.’ There were still hard days to live through, official inspections, brigade reviews, and court-martials.
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