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Adelaide W. Smith Reminiscences of an Army nurse during the Civil War

It was a strange, sad sight, this long line of Confederate prisoners, 3,000 strong, officers and men without arms,—​some by habit reaching for the forfeited sword, belt, or gun,—​worn, tired, begrimed figures of despair. They were clothed in every degree of shabbiness, from the dulled tinsel of the uniformed officers, to the worn, faded, ragged grey that they had so confidently donned at the beginning of the war. They were on their way to City Point under guard, many to be forwarded to some Northern camp, where at least their starving bodies would be fed and made comfortable.
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Adelaide W. Smith Reminiscences of an Army nurse during the Civil War

General Grant was at City Point, and President Lincoln came down at this time, before our army marched into Richmond. One day both of them were coming slowly down my avenue. The orderly rushed in and cried out—​‘President Lincoln’s coming!’ I was at the extreme end of the hospital tent, but, girl-like, started forward that I might see him. At that instant, oh, such a puny, helpless wail, as of sick and dying infants, issued from every throat: ‘Oh, don’t leave us, Miss! He is a beast!
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Adelaide W. Smith Reminiscences of an Army nurse during the Civil War

During this mighty conclave at City Point, Abraham Lincoln was occasionally seen riding to the front and about camp and hospital, and to visit the tents, in his sombre black suit and high hat towering above many striking uniforms about him. It was a singular fact that while many ministers had come down to “overlook the field” dressed in the same fashion, except that there was always somehow a ministerial dip of the front corners of their long frock coats that at once betrayed their profession, they were often ridiculed and guyed by the rough soldiers.
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