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Text for Page 032 [05-29-1862]

                      A talk with
This I resolved to do, after a visit to the
house and a look at the prisoners.  On the
balcony over the porch I found a Virginian
lad, with a face like that of a horse, and
a bandage tied round his head, where he
had been wounded in the Mechanicsville fight.
He was civil but conceited and ignorant, a
native of the peninsula.  After talking with
him for some time, I entered one of the rooms,
where lay some half dozen wounded prisoners,
in beds or blankets made up on the floor.
Some of them were ghastly sights, others, less
hurt, sat up and conversed.  I did one or
two little offices for them and we talked.  Jud-
ging from my speech that I was not an Ame-
rican and learning my nationality, they ex-
pressed themselves very friendly, justifying se-
cession after the usual manner.  One, a
Louisianian, with his rough, light hair brist-
long about his forehead was bumptious and
disposed to be insulting; he lay with a
bullet-hole through his foot, which had been
accommodated with a sort of trough.  Another,
an Irishman from New Orleans, who had
not been naturalized, he said, was very
anxious to know whether he could be kept
prisoner by the Yankees, in defiance, he               
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