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the battle-field, where the fortunes of the "six days" fight were decided. Near the railroad a number of our dead are buried in a long trench, each with a small board at the head of each to mark his resting place from the toil and carnage of that bloody field. On almost every side are to be seen the decaying carcasses of horses and mules and scattered here and there a broken wheel, or some other worthless fragment of a battery, everything of any value having been picked up. As we rode along an Ohio man, returning from the hospital in Cincinnati, pointed out to me some trees from the shelter of which he fired 37 rounds at the