Page 168: June1862 29,, Sunday About an hour after sunrise
the march was resumed and
at about 9 ok a.m. we reached
Savage Station which was the
chief medical dêpot (sic) of the army.
Here we found McClellan and
his staff, innumerable hospital
tents with their innumerable sick
and among them many of
my friends. There was Lt. Col.
Marsh with his severe wound
through the neck and who
recognized me at once. Col. Pratt,
Capt. Stevens, Lieut. Atwood and
Lt. Lemont. S+A besought me
to get an ambulance for them
and after much difficulty I
succeeded. What horrid wounds!
what bloody sights!
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1862 June 29th. Contd.
Rumor was that the enemy
were on our heels and that our
departure must be hastened. So
ambulances were hurried off. Stores
that could not be transported
were destroyed, and the troops
got into position on the surrounding
hills for defense. Gradually the
vast plain was cleaned and the
various columns of troops moved
forward. The baggage trains
were unaccountably long, and
the babbling of teamsters was
indescribable. The halts were
so long and frequent that
I was ready to despair of our
ever getting through.
Having seen our division
off I pushed on to the head of
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the column in search of the
General whom I found busily
at work cleaning the roads
and directing the trains. We halted for a short
rest I know not where but it
was at a house where were
the temporary head quarters of
Genl. McClellan. Here we had a
little sleep from which we
were soon aroused by the
cry of “Division under arms.”
The troops were hurried into
position and batteries planted
and the trains moved on. But
this proved only to be a stampede. About sundown we
reached Genl. Peck’s head quarter’s [sic].
His troops we at once relieved. Here
I met Maj. Robie who begged me
to let him have a little of my
claret.
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Here we met Genl. McClellan
again and his staff—my lemons
were of great service in assuaging
the thirst of several wounded
ones among whom I noticed
a little drummer boy. What
groans from the poor sick
and wounded! We laid down to sleep
early but did not sleep long, for
the constant interruptions. The
General was so fatigued that
he dropped to sleep at once and
could not even be aroused when
Col. Torbert [?] came to learn what
bridge he was to destroy. Then
the General would talk incoherently
about Bottom’s bridge. The
Dr’s supper of beef soup in can
and hard bread was excellent
and was devoured voraciously. _______,,_______
