History of the Second Massachusetts Regiment of Infantry: A prisoner's diary: A paper read at the officers' reunion in Boston, May 11, 1877 — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
History of the Second Massachusetts Regiment of Infantry: A prisoner's diary: A paper read at the officers' reunion in Boston, May 11, 1877
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HISTORY
OF THE
SECOND MASSACHUSETTS REGIMENT OF INFANTRY.
A PRISONER'S DIARY.
A PAPER READ AT THE OFFICERS' REUNION IN BOSTON,
MAY 11, 1877,
BY
SAMUEL M. QUINCY,
CAPTAIN SECOND MASSACHUSETTS REGIMENT OF INFANTRY.
BREVET BRIGADIER GENERAL VOLUNTEERS.
BOSTON:
George H. Ellis, Printer, 141 Franklin Street.
1882.
PRIVATELY PRINTED FOR THE ASSOCIATION.
A PRISONER'S DIARY.
The committee's announcement, that on this evening there would be read
by me a paper relating to the history of the regiment, I fear may have
awakened false expectations. But it was suggested that a little
personal history of my own experiences, from the moment when that
terrific flank fire caused the regiment to leave me for dead on the
field of Cedar Mountain to the moment when, three months later, I
again came under the stars and stripes at Aiken's Landing, would
interest former comrades for a short time to-night. It is safe to say,
perhaps, that our regiment passed through every possible experience of
the war. In all the various scenes of suffering and endurance, both
physical and mental, which the war could offer, the Second
Massachusetts was represented; and in that view, perhaps, the personal
adventures of those who, while separated from the corps, always
considered its membership the highest of honors, may be considered as
forming part of the general history of the regiment itself.
I was fortunate enough to find in my blouse pocket, after acute
physical suffering had in a measure given place to the prisoner's
worst enemy, the leaden vacuity of ennui, a little duodecimo almanac
and diary for 1862, with half a lead pencil. With these, by dint of
fine writing, I succeeded in keeping a sort of journal of daily
events, with my reflections thereupon, during the whole period of my
captivity, the last entry being comprised in the words, "_A free man
at Willard's_." From this journal, I shall make copious extracts,
believing that words then written will reproduce the situation better
than any subsequent description from memory.