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s ago, if he should be worse, to let them know at home. I therefore wrote the telegram on his table, and we drove to the office on our return to the city, that no time might be lost. I was detained at home for the two succeeding days; but some of our ladies went out to see him each day, as he was e general favorite; one lady going in a pouring rain, although she knew that she would have nearly a mile to walk after leaving the cars; their report of the case was most unfavorable. On the third day, the Rev. Mr.--, who had. been a most constant and faithful friend to Robinson, in our hospital, went out with me. When we arrived, we found him in a terrible state of excitement; he had been talking, and was now almost shrieking, and dashing himself from side to side. It's no us6 speaking to him to-day, said the ward master; he don't know anybody. But once again I tried it, and once again he extended his hand, and repeated my name, and then said, And Mr., how very kind in him t
perience at Chantilly, she had brought with her thirty lanterns and an abundance of candles. It was worth a journey to Antietam to see the joy and hope that beamed from the faces of the wounded, when they learned that they were not to be left in darkness through that long, sad night, and found that it was due to her careful forethought which had provided for the;r needs. On the morrow the fighting had ceased, but the work of caring for the wounded was resumed and continued all day. On the third day the regular supplies arrived, and Miss Barton having exhausted her small stores, and finding that her protracted fatigue and watching was bringing on a fever, turned her course toward Washington. It was with difficulty that she was able to reach home, where she was confined to her bed for some time. About the 23d of October, 1862, another great battle being expected in the vicinity of Harper's Ferry, she left Washington with a well appointed and heavily laden train of six wagons and an
f his men he pinned the rebel officer to the earth with the bayonet. The most remarkable acts of heroism related of the colored troops, however, were those which occured at Port Hudson. At the time of the siege of that stronghold, there were but few colored troops in the army. Two or three regiments had been raised in New Orleans, and had joined General Banks' army before Port Hudson. Twice, it will be recollected, General Banks attempted to carry the rebel fortress by assault. On the second occasion, June 14, 1863, General H. E. Paine, leading his troops, was severely wounded in the leg, while far in advance, and left upon the ground, while his troops were driven back several hundred yards by the constant and deadly fire of the enemy, who swept the whole field with their artillery. It was of course of great importance to bring the general off the field, or if this should prove impossible, to furnish him with water and food, and to stanch the bleeding from his wound. His adjut
General Sumner at Fair Oaks. On the first day of that severe battle, the troops were trembling under a pitiless storm of bullets, when General Sumner galloped up and down the advance line more exposed than any private in the ranks. What regiment is this? he asked, as he reined in his horse in front of one of the regiments which stood firmest in that galling fire. The Fifteenth Massachusetts, replied a hundred voices. I, too, am from Massachusetts; three cheers for our old Bay State! And swinging his hat, the general led off, and every soldier joined in three thundering cheers. The enemy looked on in wonder at the strange episode, but was driven back by the fierce charge which followed. The courage of the old hero was of the grandest order; it was not the mad excitement which hurries a man into deeds of valor, in the rush of battle, of which he would be incapable at any other time; it was cool, calm, and deliberate, but unfaltering. On this occasion, as on man
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