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right side of the abdomen and gone clear through, leav- 

 ing the body hardly a finger's width from the spinal cord, 

 just below the false ribs. The scars are as big as a dol- 

 lar. He described the skirmish near Friedriclistadt in 

 vivid colors, up to the time when, being about forty feet 

 from the enemy, the bullet struck him. At first he left 

 the wound unnoticed, as the feeling resembled that of 

 an electric shock, but dizziness soon overtook him, fol- 

 lowed by chills and fever, which slowly deprived him of 

 consciousness, not soon enough, however, to prevent the 

 frightening realization that he was mortally wounded. 

 The last words which his fading senses caught were: 

 ' ' Der Hauptmann ist todt ! " ( The captain is dead ! ) Pic- 

 ture to yourself the excruciating pains when he awoke 

 from his first fainting spell to find himself lifted upon 

 two rifles and carried away from the scene of battle- 

 even without emergency bandages. They next put him 

 on a stretcher and drove him in a pouring rain through 

 badly paved streets and market places to the lazareth 

 (soldiers' hospital) which was fully eight English miles 

 away from the first place. He recovered very slowly and 

 even yet bears the burden of a martyr's life. The two 

 very pleasant hours had flown rapidly and I truly regret- 

 ted to take leave of this honest, sterling man, whose heart 

 and mind evinced qualities too rarely met. There re- 

 mained on my program but one more part to fulfil— my 

 intended visit to Friedrichshain to honor the graves of 

 those who have already honored us. I now hastened to 

 accomplish this purpose. 



Passing the Landsberger street and gate, one observes 

 to the left of the avenue a small hill, upon the top of 

 which there are two windmills. Between these and the 

 city there lies the cemetery of Friedrichshain, well laid 

 out with young trees and flowers. At the foot of the hill 

 which is nearest the city, T found the resting-place of the 

 heroes of the eighteenth of March, eighteen hundred and 

 forty-eight. It is a square of between seventy-five and 

 one hundred feet, hedged in by a low, wooden fence. Ev- 

 ery corner has an open entrance. Parallel with the fence 



