The boys in white : $b The experience of a hospital agent in and around WashingtonWheelock, Julia S. (Julia Susan)
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The boys in white : $b The experience of a hospital agent in and around Washington
Wheelock, Julia S. (Julia Susan)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Hospitals
I arrived in Washington without accident this time, though the rebels
had become very bold, making frequent raids upon the road, tearing
up the track, capturing the guard, and doing all sorts of mischief.
Immediately upon arriving in Washington, I expected to start for
Michigan on a short visit; but, as the army was on the eve of a move,
I yielded to the urgent request of the officers of our Association, to
remain until the close of the opening campaign, and resumed my work of
visiting hospitals, in connection with Mrs. Brainard, who had returned
from her visit home three months before. We found plenty to do, as our
hospitals were being filled with the sick daily arriving from the army.
Many were left from the Ninth Corps, which passed through the city on
the 25th instant, on their way to rejoin the Army of the Potomac,
having been recalled from the Western department, where they were
sent one year before. The corps, at this time, numbered about thirty
thousand. They were over three hours in passing a given point. Poor
fellows, how worn and weary they looked! There was the Eighth Michigan,
to which a dear brother once belonged. How eagerly I watched for
Company K! But, oh! a tall, manly form was missing. No familiar face
met my eye, no well-known voice greeted me; but while his comrades were
marching on to victory and to death, he lay calmly sleeping a few miles
distant. No more fatiguing marches, no more sleepless nights, no more
suffering, no more hunger or thirst or weariness for thee, brother; thy
last march is ended, the last battle fought, and the victory won. Sleep
peacefully, brother, until the archangel’s trumpet shall bid thee arise.
The 26th of the month I went to Alexandria, and remained three days,
visiting and distributing to the sick and wounded in those hospitals.
While there, I had the pleasure of seeing, for the first time, General
Burnside--that noble, generous officer, who always did the best he
could, if not always the most successful. He was then, and still is,
loved for his honesty of heart and integrity of purpose.
Two days more, which were spent in Washington--one in visiting
hospitals, the other in packing goods to take to the front and
attending to home duties--brings me down to the first of May.
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