. Lewis Atterbury Stimson . avait passé par les bras de bothhis et son corps; un autre, le capitaine graves, l'aide principale, était tombé à la fin de la deuxième journée à Gettysburg, dans le corps de Sickless, avec un bullet à travers la cuisse; un troisième, notre signalteur, avait été abattu dans le pied; Il avait été dans la première bataille de Bull Run et m'a dit un curiousincident. Il était privé dans le N. Y. High-lander Regiment et le régiment, qui supportait une batterie, s'est enfui quand le rout est venu.il a dit: J'étais en colère et j'ai honte de courir, l'ANDI a fait mon esprit pour rester et être tiré. Un autre homme est resté avec moi. Tout était calme

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. Lewis Atterbury Stimson . let had passed through bothhis arms and his body; another, Captain Graves, the senior aide, had fallen at the end of thesecond day at Gettysburg in Sickless corps with abullet through the thigh; a third, our signalofficer, had been shot in the foot; he had been inthe first battle of Bull Run and told me a curiousincident. He was a private in the N. Y. High-lander Regiment and the regiment, which wassupporting a battery, fled when the rout came.He said: I was angry and ashamed to run, andI made up my mind to stay and be shot. Oneother man stayed with me. All was quiet forfive or ten minutes. I could see the rebels creep-ing up across the field, and when they got up to arail fence just in front of me, one of them, he wasold enough to be my father, peered at me andthen slowly took aim at me. I just stood upstraight and faced him. His gun missed fire. Thensomething seemed to snap in me. I instantly firedat him, threw down my gun, and ran like a deer, and I dont know when or where I stopped.. X) CIVIL WAR MEMORIES 47 J remember too that on one of the first dayswhen we were pressing up against the enemysworks beyond our flank and were close up by theHne of battle, a bullet struck a horse near me andthen my foot as I sat in the saddle. It did me noharm, but the sound it made or my movement toexamine the foot led to a question by someone andto my explanation. To my surprise the item waspassed along, and two or three of the staff whomI knew very slightly and who could have had nopersonal interest in me, came over to me andinquired about it. I think it was simply the factthat one of the party had been hit that interestedthem, that instead of me, the bullet might havefound one of them. It is to be borne in mind thatduring much of these periods of exposure we wereunoccupied, simply standing and waiting, and it isnot strange that the mind under such circumstancesshould be occupied with the possibilities of thebodys environment. On one of these days, Ith

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