The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . as nearlyfrightening us to death, before wefound out the cause. Although the danger was was out of the queston. Theold. familiar sounds of the tempest. WAR PICTURES. 21 the creaking of the timbers, and thesteach, monotonous action of the ma-chinery were still heard, but some-thing was missing. I turned aroundand faced the bunk on which thesinger was lying, but his voice wasstill. I raised myself up on myelbow, and by the dim light of thelamp I could see his white face andoutstretched arms, dead ; poor fello
The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . as nearlyfrightening us to death, before wefound out the cause. Although the danger was was out of the queston. Theold. familiar sounds of the tempest. WAR PICTURES. 21 the creaking of the timbers, and thesteach, monotonous action of the ma-chinery were still heard, but some-thing was missing. I turned aroundand faced the bunk on which thesinger was lying, but his voice wasstill. I raised myself up on myelbow, and by the dim light of thelamp I could see his white face andoutstretched arms, dead ; poor fellow,his troubles were over, ~nd Green-ville is never heard but the sad Captain Dow, the officer of the day,wanted to have the body consignedto the waves, but he protested againstit and succeeded in brintriiiQ it safelvto shore, where on November 9, 1861,it was buried in the regimental ceme-tery The inscription on the head-board gives the name of the poorboy, who died during the storm, thefirst Union volunteer buried on SouthCarolina soil: In Memory of Amasee Xiles, A %. A,. k m ---1 I- >Y- kt. m Domino! memories of that night are broughtfresh to my mind. The day after this was publishedPerry Kittridge, the well-knowndruggist of Concord, came into theoffice of the writer, and asked him ifhe knew the boys name ; he was toldthat he did not not. Mr. Kittridgesaid his name was Niles, and thathe remembered the circumstancewell; the boy died two or threedays before we landed. He, Kit-tridge, was the hospital steward ; Pvt. Co. G., 3d N. EL V., died , i86r. Domino ! should properly be thetitle of this illustration, and the par-ties engaged in the game are CaptainsWiggin and Emmons. Captain Dono-hoe, leaning against the tent, looks onwith a quizzical expression on his face,and with shoulder braced againstthe stately palmetto stands CaptainHenderson. Here, as in most of theviews, the pipe or cigar are ever insight. This is a typical camp scene, 214 WAR PICTURES. ?..*„.
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