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served out in tablespoonful doses. We now took a 
longer rest, and a last but stouter dram, and reached 
the brig at 1 p. M., we believe without a halt. 
I say we believe; and here perhaps is the most de¬ 
cided proof of our sufferings: we were quite delirious, 
and had ceased to entertain a sane apprehension of the 
circumstances about us. We moved on like men in a 
dream. Our footmarks seen afterward showed that we 
had steered a bee-line for the brig. It must have been 
by a sort of instinct, for it left no impress on the 
memory. Bonsall was sent staggering ahead, and 
reached the brig, God knows how, for he had fallen 
repeatedly at the track-lines; but he delivered with 
punctilious accuracy the messages 1 had sent by him 
to Dr. Hayes. I thought myself the soundest of all, 
for I went through all the formula of sanity, and can 
recall the muttering delirium of my comrades when we 
got back into the cabin of our brig. Yet I have been 
told since of some speeches and some orders too of 
mine, which I should have remembered for their ab¬ 
surdity if my mind had retained its balance. 
Petersen and Whipple came out to meet us about 
two miles from the brig. They brought my dog-team, 
with the restoratives I had sent for by Bonsall. I do 
not remember their coming. Dr. Hayes entered with 
judicious energy upon the treatment our condition 
called for, administering morphine freely, after the 
usual frictions. He reported none of our brain-symp 
toms as serious, referring them properly to the class of 
those indications of exhausted power which yield to 
