...illed to overflowing. I got up and walked out of his tent, or rather from under his blanket, or something of the sort stretched over him for a shelter — I think it was an oil-cloth blanket. Colonel Taylor then called me to him, and the rest of the staff gathered around to hear the sad tidings, and I don't think there was a dry eye in the whole party as I related the affair to them. About the time I ...