. History of the One hundred and twenty-fifth regiment, Pennsylvania volunteers, 1862-1863 . of their woundedand dead, and these were cared for with that consideration andrespect which all true soldiers will have for a brave and fallenfoe. Early on the morning of the i8th I accompanied a detail insearch of my own companys killed and wounded. Among thedead was David Kuhn, whom I had directed to go to the hospitalto have his wound dressed. Another bullet had probably reachedhim before he had proceeded many steps on his way. There weretwo brothers in my company, named John S. and William
. History of the One hundred and twenty-fifth regiment, Pennsylvania volunteers, 1862-1863 . of their woundedand dead, and these were cared for with that consideration andrespect which all true soldiers will have for a brave and fallenfoe. Early on the morning of the i8th I accompanied a detail insearch of my own companys killed and wounded. Among thedead was David Kuhn, whom I had directed to go to the hospitalto have his wound dressed. Another bullet had probably reachedhim before he had proceeded many steps on his way. There weretwo brothers in my company, named John S. and William William was with me on this detail, and while standingover a corpse which I did not at first recognize, William came up,and with an instantaneous glance of recognition he exclaimed, inmost pathetic tones, Oh, Captain! it s my brother Decker was our next find. Stretched upon the groundwith a badly shattered leg, he had been lying there helpless andexposed all these weary hours. All that hospital care and skillcould do was done for him, but he lingered and died October 177 By a strange coincidence, I came across a young Confederate sol-dier from Georgia in the west woods, from which we had beenrepelled the day before, who had a leg wound similar to Deckers,and had been left helpless and alone by his retreating comradesunder the exigencies of battle. He was suffering from thirst, andto my intense regret I discovered that the last drop in my can-teen had been used. My search for other comrades was not yetended, and carried me so far from the spot and consumed somuch time, that when I returned to have him brought in I wasunable to find him, and supposed others had carried him in; but tothis day that young soldiers uncertain fate remains as a sad mem-ory, for there was a refinement and gentleness about him thatappealed powerfully to my sympathy, and, living or dead, it wouldhave been a relief to me to have had him know that I returned tohave him humanely cared fo
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