It's been too short a time since the Second Manassas for me to have got back all my strength.

So I just bound up his head, held it in my lap, and yelled for help.

Along came a rebel party, bearing two wounded, and they looked at me.

'You're about pumped out,' said one of them, 'but we'll take your friend in for you.' 'No, you won't,' I said.

'Why not ?' said they.