ounded without knowing when.
Judson Smith went almost deranged; yes, I think altogether deranged.
He bore his dead brother out of the woods.
His company and regimental officers proposed to send the body to Richmond in an ambulance and urged Judson to go with it. He refused both propositions.
He kept the body folded to his bosom, and all through the night his comrades heard Judson kissing Carey and talking to him and petting him, and then sobbing as if his heart would break.
Next morning Judson kissing Carey and talking to him and petting him, and then sobbing as if his heart would break.
Next morning he consented to have his brother's body sent to Richmond, but refused to go himself.
When the regiment moved he kissed Carey again and again, and then left him, following the column all day alone, allowing no one to comfort him or even to speak to him. So that night he lay down alone, not accepting the proffered sympathy and ministrations of his friends, and resumed his solitary march in the morning.
That was Malvern Hill day, and when the regiment, on its first charge, stopped ascending th