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with the name and regiment marked on each, and planted a small evergreen close by, a tender memorial of heavenly emotions in the midst of the hellish deeds of war. We passed on to the peach-orchard so prominent in the records of the battle, and then rode back to
Gettysburg, observing the fields on our right, over which
Pickett swept with his division to the attack of
Hancock,
1 thickly strewn with the graves of men and horses, the former marked by small head-boards, and the latter distinguished by large mounds.
2
expecting to revisit
Gettysburg soon, we did not then go over the
Confederate line of battle.
The remainder of the day was spent in visiting the Headquarters of the benevolent Commissions, already mentioned; the hospitals of the
National wounded, in the town, and the
College where the
Confederate sick and wounded lay. Sad, indeed, were the sights that met us. Many, mostly young men, were maimed in every conceivable way by every kind of weapon and missile, the most fiendish of which was an explosive and a poisoned bullet, represented in the engravings a little more than half the size of the originals, procured from the battle-field there by the writer.
These were sent by the
Confederates.
Whether any were ever used by the Nationals, the writer is not informed.
One (figure a) was made to explode in the body
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Explosive bullet. |
of a man, and the other (figure b) to leave a deadly poison
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Poisoned bullet. |
in him, whether the bullet lodged in or passed through him.
3
among the
Confederates wounded at the
College were boys of tender