[Illustration: Wagon Train.]
A little less "theory," a little less "science," a little less
tendency to dwell on the "officer" part of the business, with a little
more devotion to the duty of relieving suffering humanity--in short, a
little less insistence upon "rank," would have vastly improved the
medical service of the United States Army in the field at this time.
These remarks do not apply to the heroes like Ebert, Thorpe, Brewer,
Kennedy, Warren, and a few others, who fearlessly exposed their lives
upon the very firing-line. These men are the very "salt of the earth."
The escape of even a "frazzle" of the 5th Corps was due to their
superhuman energy and exertions. They did much to redeem the good name
of their corps and to alleviate suffering.
But Priv. Jones recovered from the sting of the scorpion. In fact,
soldiers were heard to exclaim that they would be glad to find a
scorpion when they saw the character of the remedy applied in Jones'
case.
The detachment left Siboney about 10 o'clock in the morning and
tramped steadily along the road up hill and down until 12; then, upon
finding a convenient place, it halted for dinner. The mules were
unharnessed, coffee prepared, and, just as the detachment was about to
begin this noonday meal, two of the peripatetic newspaper fraternity
joined, _en route_ to the rear.
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