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Title: The century illustrated monthly magazine
Year: 1882 (1880s)
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Subjects: American literature
Publisher: New York : Century Co.
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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battle of Antietam, General Halleck, in a let-ter to General McClellan, said: Straggling is the greatcurse of the army, and must be checked by severemeasures. ... I think, myself, that shooting themwhile in the act of straggling from their commands, isthe only effective remedy that can be applied. If youapply the remedy you will be sustained here. . . . The country is becoming very impatient at the wantof activity of your army, and we must push it on. . . .There is a decided want of legs in our troops. . . .The real difficulty is they are not sufficiently exercised inmarching ; they lie still in camp too long. After a hardmarch one day is time enough to rest. Lying still be-yond that time does not rest the men. If we comparethe average distances marched per month by our troopsfor the last year, with that of the rebels, or with Euro-pean armies in the field, we will see why our troopsmarch no better. They are not sufficiently exercised tomake them good and efficient soldiers.—Editor.
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\M/.*rfL~J& (FROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY GURNEY & SON, TAKEN IN WAR TIME, OR SOON AFTER.) 136 MCCLELLAN AT THE HEAD OF THE GRAND ARMY. too, and then timidly, as if afraid to dazzle mewith his exalted rank, said, Hes a corporal!Do you know him ? Of course we met withsome decided contrasts smacking of disloyalty. I picked up temporary acquaintances of allkinds, but during my third days ramble Ichummed with an artilleryman, who had losthis voice. Near Damascus, we called at apleasantly situated house, belonging to an oldman about sixty or seventy years of age. Hewas very non-committal in his sentiments.His wife was a lady-like old woman, and hertwo daughters had evidently seen good soci-ety. We propounded the usual conundrumabout something to eat, and exhibited moneyto show that we intended to pay. The young women, when speaking of theConfederates, spoke of them as our army,and it leaked out that they had one brothertherein, and another in the paymasters depart-ment at Washington. After

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