Ah, this is it! He must have taken the late night-train from
Philadelphia for New York, in his impatience to reach home. There is such
a train, not down in the guide-book, but we were assured of the fact at
the Harrisburg depot. By and by came the reply from Dr. Wilson's
telegraphic message: nothing had been heard of the Captain at
Chambersburg. Still later, another message came from our Philadelphia
friend, saying that he was seen on Friday last at the house of Mrs.
K________, a well-known Union lady in Hagerstown. Now this could not be
true, for he did not leave Keedysville until Saturday; but the name of
the lady furnished a clew by which we could probably track him. A
telegram was at once sent to Mrs. K_______, asking information. It was
transmitted immediately, but when the answer would be received was
uncertain, as the Government almost monopolized the line. I was, on the
whole, so well satisfied that the Captain had gone East, that, unless
something were heard to the contrary, I proposed following him in the
late train leaving a little after midnight for Philadelphia.

This same morning we visited several of the temporary hospitals, churches
and school-houses, where the wounded were lying. In one of these, after
looking round as usual, I asked aloud, "Any Massachusetts men here?" Two
bright faces lifted themselves from their pillows and welcomed me by
name. The one nearest me was private John B. Noyes of Company B,
Massachusetts Thirteenth, son of my old college class-tutor, now the
reverend and learned Professor of Hebrew, etc., in Harvard University.
His neighbor was Corporal Armstrong of the same Company. Both were
slightly wounded, doing well. I learned then and since from Mr. Noyes
that they and their comrades were completely overwhelmed by the
attentions of the good people of Harrisburg,--that the ladies brought
them fruits and flowers, and smiles, better than either,--and that the
little boys of the place were almost fighting for the privilege of doing