become quite unendurable. Our hero would then assume the character
of a preserver of the peace. He would make for the nearest group of
revellers, and, in as many seconds, give a half dozen or more of
them vigorous shakes, which would set them to howling, and warn the
others of the thoughtless tribe of an impending danger. Immediately
the offenders would all scamper to another part of the field, and
remain quiet until the dress parade was over. This duty was
self-imposed and faithfully performed upon many occasions.

After the parade was dismissed Carlo would march back to quarters
with his own company, where he would remain until the last daily
distributions of rations, whereupon, after having disposed of his
share, he would start out upon a tour of regimental inspection,
making friendly calls at various company quarters and by taps
turning up at the headquarters of the guard. His duties ended for
the day, he would enjoy his well-earned rest until reveille, unless
some event of an unusual nature, occurring during the night,
disturbed his repose and demanded his attention.

During the first year of his service in the field, Carlo was very
fortunate. He had shared in all the transportations by water, in
all the marchings, skirmishes, and battles, without receiving a
scratch or having a day's illness. But his good fortune was soon to
end, for it was ordained that, like other brave defenders, he was
to suffer in the great cause for which all were risking their
lives.

The morning of April 18, 1862, my brigade, then stationed at
Roanoke Island, embarked upon the steamer _Ocean Wave_ for an
expedition up the Elizabeth River, the object of which was to