You ought to know, Miss Caroline, that the sight of thousands of your other dead never moved me to any merriment.

I tried to be a good soldier, but I felt the death pains of every fallen man I saw.

I didn't stop to note the color of his uniform.

Miss Caroline--" I waited until I had made her look at me.
"The war is over, you know.

Suppose you forget me as a soldier and take me as a man.