The National tribune., 1907-06-20
THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE WASHINGTON

rare regiment. in perfect order, with
its officers (some kaps. dead the true
biaveS) marching in silence. with low
cring faces, stern. "'eaFa TO SINKING,
all black and dirty, but every man win
his muSket and stepping alive; fbut these
are the exceptions. SidcWalilS OF Penn
sylvania avenue, Fourtecnth street, etc,
crowded. jammed with citizens darkicS,
clerks, everybody, lookcrs-on; women
in the windows, curious expressions
from faces. as those swarmS OF dirt
covered, returned soldiers there (will
they never end?) move by: but moth
ing said, no comments; (half our look
ers-on "Secesh' of the most sfenomouS
llind-they say nothing r. but the deVli
smokers in their faces). During the
forenoon Washington gets all over
motley with these defeated soldiers
queer-looking objects, strange eyes ana
faces, drenched Uhe steady rain dri"-
zles on all day) and fcarfully worn.
hungry, haggard, blistered in the feet.
Good people (but not over many "l
them, eithcr) hurry up something for
their grub. They put wash-kcttlcs on
the fire, for soup. for coffee. They set
tables on the n-loadS
nf bread are purchased, swiftly cut ~
stout chunks. Here are two aged la,
dies beautiful, the first in the city lu'
culture and charm, they stand with
NtoIc ot a. eiia '''P.
yiscd table or rough plank. and Civ"
food, and have the store replenishci
from their house every half-hOur all
that day: and there in the ram theE
stand. active, silent, white-haired. ana
give food. though the tears stream
down their cheeks. almost without in
termiSsion, the whole time. Amid the
deep excitement, crowds, and motion.
and desperate cagerncss. 1T seems
strange to see many, very many. OF
the soldiers slecping-in the midst of
all, sleeping sound. They drop down
anywhere, on the steps of houses, up
close by the easements or fences, on
the sidewalk, aside on some vacant lot,
and deeply sleep. A poor II or Isl
year old boy lies there, on the stoop of
a grand house; he sleeps so calmly. so
profoundly. Some clutch their muskets
firmly even in sleep. Some in squads;
comrades brothers, close together-and
on them, as they lay, sulkily drips the
rain.
But the hour. the day, the night
past, and whatever returns, an hour,
day, a night like that can never again
return. The President. recovering him
self, begins that very night-sterniy'l
apidly sets about the task of reorgan-
Zing his forces, and placing himself
in positions for future and Surer work.
If there were nothing else of Abraham
LOT 10 Win,
it is enough to send him with his
wreath to the memcr y of all future
time, that he endured that hour, that
day, bitterer than gall--indeed a cruel |
fixion day-that it did not conquer him
that he unnnchingly stemmed it, and
resolved to lift himself and the Union
out of it."
Long Distance Walkers.
Gen. Fry makes this interesting
statement:
"In leaving the field the men took
the same routes, in a general way, by
which they had reached it, Hence
when the men of Hunters and Heint- |
Divisions got back to Center
vile, they had walked about,25 miles. |
That night they walked back to the
Potomac, an additional distance of 20
miles; SO that these undisciPlined and
unseasoned men within 36 hoiirs walked |
fully As miles. besides fighting from
about 10 a. m. until p. m: on hot |
and dusty day I'm July"
The Losses. |
The official report of the losses as
finally made up from studies and COM
PARSONS of the regimental reports is as
Return of Casualties in the First d.
vision, Army (UniOn) of NOrtheastern
Virginia, Mt the Battle, of Bull Run,
July 2f, 1851. sr.,