Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 153
untrywas a recent acquisition. There, Nate, I guesswe ve remembered allthe Irish comrades, said Owen, as he placed hislast wreath on Terence OBriens grave. PoorTerence ! He was fighting next to me at Get-tysburg when a minie ball struck him in thehead, and he never knew what hurt him. All these men… … SEE, MR. OIVES ! HE CRIED, FORTIER ! HE WAS FRENCH, LIKE ME! and brave fighters, too. Well, theres one Rev-olutionary soldier, over in the northwest corner,and then we re through. The Daughters havejust put up a tablet for him. The men ledthe way and Pierre followed slowly. Were allthese graves of…
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