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Text for Page 193 [05-05-1862]

	Mc Clellan and Sumner�s Head-
          Quarters on the night of Williamsburg battle.
and Wilkeson were either on the premises or
shortly expeted there.    Presently I found them,
also Aiken, looking sodden with rain and exhaust-
ed; with them, other correspondents, all at work
in a sort of cellar with a brick floor, looking
as cheerless as might be.   They of course
knew that a fight had occurred, but were en-
tirely unaware of its extent and gravity.  They
were all hungry, having eaten nothing since morn-
ing, or near it.      As I had seen nothing of
the battle, I was absolved from reportorial duty,
and went to see about my horse.     The soldier
who, held him, a mere lad, was almost crying
from exhaustion and misery, he told me he came
from Michigan: I gave him a big cake of tobacco
and bade him be of good cheer, for I had as-
certained that we had licked the enemy, and told
him the sun would be out in the morning, and
all well.    Then I got Gen. Sumner�s negro
to take charge of my horse.    By this time
Mc Clellan had arrived and assumed the room
on the right, opposite Sumner�s as his head-
quarters.     There was a great shaking of hands
between the two generals and Sumner went into
his superior�s (!) apartment.x     Subsequently I
got a chance to ask the old man�s permission
to pass the night in his room, receiving an as-
sent.       The owner of the house was a man
  x Mc Clellan afterwards disgraced him.  See Kearny�s letter, Page 185.               
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