. Reminiscences of the war of the rebellion, 1861-1865 . a general way,of the operations there. Frequent visits were made, moreparticularlv by the officers, riding from time to time, thedistance being four or five to six or eight miles, from ourcamp to various points. My brother, Capt. G. D. Copp, was with his regiment,the 9th N. H., in front of Petersburg, the camp beingsouth of the Appomatox, some eight or ten miles from myown camp; getting permission, I mounted my horse androde o\-er to the camp of the 9th. Arriving there I was told that my brother was in thehospital at Gity Point. Without
. Reminiscences of the war of the rebellion, 1861-1865 . a general way,of the operations there. Frequent visits were made, moreparticularlv by the officers, riding from time to time, thedistance being four or five to six or eight miles, from ourcamp to various points. My brother, Capt. G. D. Copp, was with his regiment,the 9th N. H., in front of Petersburg, the camp beingsouth of the Appomatox, some eight or ten miles from myown camp; getting permission, I mounted my horse androde o\-er to the camp of the 9th. Arriving there I was told that my brother was in thehospital at Gity Point. Without dismounting, I turned 417 REMINISCENCES OF THE WAR OF THE REBELLION about and rode back and down to City Point. Althoughwe had made several efforts during our service in the fieldto meet, we had failed in every instance to do so, and itwas now over three years since we had seen each other. Arriving at the large camp of hospital tents at CityPoint, I at length found him, and convalescent from hisrecent sickness. One of the little incidents that I do not. GEN. BURNSIDE IN THE FIELD. forget—having remained with my brother over night, inthe morning I discovered that my horse had found quar-termasters oats during the night, and had so filled him-self that I feared I should have no horse before manyhours, but it proved that Don knew what he was about,and came out of it all right. Aly brother was to return to his regiment that morn-ing, and we started for the front together; he riding in anambulance, and I alongside on my horse. Reaching the 418 THE SIEGE OF PETERSBURG road that led off througii the woods to my camp, I badehim good-bye, put spurs to my horse, separating as weboth might well suppose, possibly for the last time, he go-ing to his own regiment in the trenches in front of Peters-burg, where he would practically be under fire night andday, and I to my own regiment in face of the enemy. There had been rumors of a mine that was being dugunder the rebel works in front of Pet
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