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he name of our lady's husband； the Colonel； who had been commended to his particular attention。
Not long after leaving Philadelphia； we passed a solitary sentry keeping guard over a short railroad bridge。 It was the first evidence that we were approaching the perilous borders； the marches where the North and the South mingle their angry hosts； where the extremes of our so…called civilization meet in conflict； and the fierce slave…driver of the Lower Mississippi stares into the stern eyes of the forest…feller from the banks of the Aroostook。 All the way along； the bridges were guarded more or less strongly。 In a vast country like ours； communications play a far more complex part than in Europe； where the whole territory available for strategic purposes is so comparatively limited。 Belgium； for instance； has long been the bowling…alley where kings roll cannon…balls at each other's armies； but here we are playing the game of live ninepins without any alley。
We were obliged to stay in Baltimore over night； as we were too late for the train to Frederick。 At the Eutaw House； where we found both comfort and courtesy； we met a number of friends； who beguiled the evening hours for us in the most agreeable manner。 We devoted some time to procuring surgical and other articles； such as might be useful to our friends； or to others； if our friends should not need them。 In the morning； I found myself seated at the breakfast…table next to General Wool。 It did not surprise me to find the General very far from expansive。 With Fort McHenry on his shoulders and Baltimore in his breeches…pocket； and the weight of a military department loading down his social safety…valves； I thought it a great deal for an officer in his trying position to select so very obliging and affable an aid as the gentleman who relieved him of the burden of attending to strangers。
We left the Eutaw House； to take the cars for Frederick。 As we stood waiting on the platform； a telegraphic message was handed in silence to my companion。 Sad news： the lifeless body of the son he was hastening to see was even now on its way to him in Baltimore。 It was no time for empty words of consolation： I knew what he had lost； and that now was not the time to intrude upon a grief borne as men bear it； felt as women feel it。
Colonel Wilder Dwight was first made known to me as the friend of a beloved relative of my own； who was with him during a severe illness in Switzerland； and for whom while living； and for whose memory when dead； he retained the warmest affection。 Since that the story of his noble deeds of daring； of his capture and escape； and a brief visit home before he was able to rejoin his regiment； had made his name familiar to many among us； myself among the number。 His memory has been honored by those who had the largest opportunity of knowing his rare promise； as a man of talents and energy of nature。 His abounding vitality must have produced its impression on all who met him； there was a still fire about him which any one could see would blaze up to melt all difficulties and recast obstacles into implements in the mould of an heroic will。 These elements of his character many had the chance of knowing； but I shall always associate him with the memory of that pure and noble friendship which made me feel that I knew him before I looked upon his face； and added a personal tenderness to the sense of loss which I share with the whole community。
Here； then； I parted； sorrowfully； from the companions with whom I set out on my journey。
In one of the cars； at the same station； we met General Shriver of Frederick； a most loyal Unionist； whose name is synonymous with a hearty welcome to all whom he can aid by his counsel and his hospitality。 He took great pains to give us all the information we needed； and expressed the hope； which was afterwards fulfilled； to the great gratification of some of us； that we should meet again when he should return to his home。
There was nothing worthy of special note in the trip to Frederick； except our passing a squad of Rebel prisoners； whom I missed seeing； as they flashed by； but who were said to be a most forlorn…looking crowd of scarecrows。 Arrived at the Monocacy River； about three miles this side of Frederick； we came to a halt； for the railroad bridge had been blown up by the Rebels； and its iron pillars and arches were lying in the bed of the river。 The unfortunate wretch who fired the train was killed by the explosion； and lay buried hard by； his hands sticking out of the shallow grave into which he had been huddled。 This was the story they told us； but whether true or not I must leave to the correspondents of 〃Notes and Queries 〃 to settle。
There was a great confusion of carriages and wagons at the stopping… place of the train； so that it was a long time before I could get anything that would carry us。 At last I was lucky enough to light on a sturdy wagon； drawn by a pair of serviceable bays； and driven by James Grayden； with whom I was destined to have a somewhat continued acquaintance。 We took up a little girl who had been in Baltimore during the late Rebel inroad。 It made me think of the time when my own mother； at that time six years old； was hurried off from Boston； then occupied by the British soldiers； to Newburyport； and heard the people saying that 〃the redcoats were coming； killing and murdering everybody as they went along。〃 Frederick looked cheerful for a place that had so recently been in an enemy's hands。 Here and there a house or shop was shut up； but the national colors were waving in all directions； and the general aspect was peaceful and contented。 I saw no bullet…marks or other sign of the fighting which had gone on in the streets。 The Colonel's lady was taken in charge by a daughter of that hospitable family to which we had been commended by its head； and I proceeded to inquire for wounded officers at the various temporary hospitals。
At the United States Hotel； where many were lying； I heard mention of an officer in an upper chamber； and； going there； found Lieutenant Abbott； of the Twentieth Massachusetts Volunteers； lying ill with what looked like typhoid fever。 While there； who should come in but the almost ubiquitous Lieutenant Wilkins； of the same Twentieth； whom I had met repeatedly before on errands of kindness or duty； and who was just from the battle…ground。 He was going to Boston in charge of the body of the lamented Dr。 Revere； the Assistant Surgeon of the regiment； killed on the field。 From his lips I learned something of the mishaps of the regiment。 My Captain's wound he spoke of as less grave than at first thought； but he mentioned incidentally having heard a story recently that he was killed；a fiction； doubtless；a mistake；a palpable absurdity；not to be remembered or made any account of。 Oh no！ but what dull ache is this in that obscurely sensitive region； somewhere below the heart； where the nervous centre called the semilunar ganglion lies unconscious of itself until a great grief or a mastering anxiety reaches it through all the non… conductors which isolate it from ordinary impressions？ I talked awhile with Lieutenant Abbott； who lay prostrate； feeble； but soldier…like and uncomplaining； carefully waited upon by a most excellent lady； a captain's wife； New England born； loyal as the Liberty on a golden ten…dollar piece； and of lofty bearing enough to have sat for that goddess's portrait。 She had stayed in Frederick through the Rebel inroad； and kept the star…spangled banner where it would be safe； to unroll it as the last Rebel hoofs clattered off from the pavement of the town。
Near by Lieutenant Abbott was an unhappy gentleman； occupying a small chamber； and filling it with his troubles。 When he gets well and plump； I know he will forgive me if I confess that I could not help smiling in the midst of my sympathy for him。 He had been a well… favored man； he said； sweeping his hand in a semicircle； which implied that his acute…angled countenance had once filled the goodly curve he described。 He was now a perfect Don Quixote to look upon。 Weakness had made him querulous； as it does all of us； and he piped his grievances to me in a thin voice； with that finish of detail which chronic invalidism alone can command。 He was starving；he could not get what he wanted to eat。 He was in need of stimulants； and he held up a pitiful two…ounce phial containing three thimblefulsof brandy；his whole stock of that encouraging article。 Him I consoled to the best of my ability； and afterwards； in some slight measure； supplied his wants。 Feed this poor gentleman up； as these good people soon will； and I should not know him； nor he himself。 We are all egotists in sickness and debility。 An animal has been defined as 〃a stomach ministered to by organs；〃 and the greatest man comes very near this simple formula after a month or two of fever and starvation。
James Grayden and his team pleased me well enough； and so I made a bargain with him to take us； the lady and myself； on our further journey as far as Middletown。 As we were about starting from the front of the United States Hotel； two gentlemen presented themselves and expressed a wish to be allowed to share our conveyance