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ray, who would gladly aid me with money if I were allowed, to communicate with him. His reply was, "Sir, I, personally, would be glad to grant your request; but I am sorry indeed I cannot, under my orders, do so. I am powerless."
For a few moments he left the office. The lady who had been present during the interview was Colonel Brown's wife. Turning to me she said, "Write your draft on your uncle; you shall have the money." I made the draft as she directed, and in due time received the money. This kind, noble lady, God bless her, gave me, as I left the office, a paper containing two large slices of bread, butter, and ham. I took them to my sick comrade, Billy Funk. I say again, God bless that noble woman! May the Grand Master who implanted the Christian heart in her breast give her a crown in that better world of love and peace.
There were lots of good fellows in the 127th New York Volunteers. They had been often under fire, and could ap-
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