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surgical aid, having been wounded by a musket-ball when we first went into action. Our regiment remained inactive until evening, and was then ordered to the encampment of the previous night, under the command of Major Bradford. We had seen the enemy retire; but his numerical superiority over us would scarcely admit the supposition that he had finally retreated. After my arrival at our encampment, which was some time after dark, I directed Captain Rogers, with his company, K, and Lieutenant Russell, commanding Company D, to proceed with their commands to the field of battle, and to report to the commanding General for orders. These were the two companies which had been left as a guard at Headquarters encampment, as stated in the beginning of this report. They had been threatened during the day by a strong detachment of the enemy's cavalry; but performed all the duties which belonged to their position, as will be seen by the accompanying statement of Captain Rogers, in a manner
nia, and Oregon followed. The president of the convention, General Caleb Cushing, then withdrew; a part of the Massachusetts delegation followed. Some few delegates from five of the eight seceding States remained, and the convention passed a resolution to recommend the Democratic party of the several States to supply the vacancies so created. On the strength of this resolution the remnant of the convention definitely refused admission or the right to vote to the seceding delegates. Mr. Russell, of Virginia, a man as pure in heart as he was elevated in character, against whose patriotism and sincerity no allegation could ever have for a moment gained credence, arose, and in a speech that moved the hearts of the convention, used this remarkable expression. Virginia stands in the midst of her sister States, in garments red with the blood of her children slain in the first outbreak of the irrepressible conflict. But, sir, not when her children fell at midnight beneath the weapons