[Army Life in a Black Regiment by Thomas Wentworth Higginson]@TWC D-Link bookArmy Life in a Black Regiment CHAPTER 11 10/10
Among the long lines of wounded, black and white intermingled, there was the wonderful quiet which usually prevails on such occasions.
Not a sob nor a groan, except from those undergoing removal.
It is not self-control, but chiefly the shock to the system produced by severe wounds, especially gunshot wounds, and which usually keeps the patient stiller at first than any later time. "A company from my regiment waited on the wharf, in their accustomed dusky silence, and I longed to ask them what they thought of our Florida disappointment now? In view of what they saw, did they still wish we had been there? I confess that in presence of all that human suffering, I could not wish it.
But I would not have suggested any such thought to them. "I found our kind-hearted ladies, Mrs.Chamberlin and Mrs.Dewhurst, on board the steamer, but there was nothing for them to do, and we walked back to camp in the radiant moonlight; Mrs.Chamberlin more than ever strengthened in her blushing woman's philosophy, 'I don't care who wins the laurels, provided we don't!'" "February 29. "But for a few trivial cases of varioloid, we should certainly have been in that disastrous fight.
We were confidently expected for several days at Jacksonville, and the commanding general told Colonel Hallowell that we, being the oldest colored regiment, would have the right of the line. This was certainly to miss danger and glory very closely.".
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