CHAPTER X.

I have thus imperfectly, and to myself at least very unsatisfactorily,

sketched the nine months' war experiences of a "raw recruit" of the

Eleventh Rhode Island regiment. Whatever has been said, if anything, which

shall provoke criticism, be assured that "naught has been set down in

malice."

As was said by one whose words I have already quoted, "the men composing

the Eleventh regiment compared favorably with those of other regiments

which went from Rhode Island." Some theories, however, in regard to what

constitutes the best material for soldiers were upset by the results of

our nine months' campaign. In my own company, for instance, the majority

of the men were recruited from the professions and the counting-room. But

before leaving home it was deemed best by the officers to enlist a few men

upon whom they could rely to do the fighting in the event that the classes

to whom I have referred should show the "white feather" in the hour of

trial. Consequently a few "roughs," or "toughs," or "bruisers," or

"scalawags," were introduced into the company. With what result? Just what

every intelligent man should have known at the outset. They were

absolutely good for nothing when we were in camp but to furnish the

company's quota for the guard-house, and when an emergency required their

services they were either drunk or in the hospital by reason of their

excesses. They were, indeed, "invincible in peace and invisible in war."

The best men at home proved the most serviceable in the field. And this I

believe to be true not only of our own company and regiment, but of all

the troops who entered the service of the country.

All soldiers have a regimental pride and affection. It would sound equally

as strange to hear a man not speak well of his mother, as to hear a

soldier not speak well of his regiment. The rebel General Hill tells of an

Irish soldier belonging to a New Orleans regiment whom he found after the

second day's battle at Gettysburg lying alone in the woods, his head

partly supported by a tree. He was shockingly injured. General Hill said

to him: "My poor fellow, you are badly hurt. What regiment do you belong

to?" He replied: "The Fifth Confederit, sir; and a dommed good regiment

it is." The answer, though almost ludicrous, well illustrates a soldier's

pride in his regiment.

That the Eleventh did not accomplish all that the men composing it

expected it would when it left Rhode Island is admitted. But that it did

its full duty in the obedience of every order, who will deny? As another

has so well and truthfully said in regard to the regiment, "it had not the

ordering of its own destiny. It went where it was ordered to go, and

performed the duty to which it was assigned, and left no stain to sully

the fair fame and honor of the State or country." While it is true that to

some regiments better opportunities were furnished to achieve distinction

and renown than to others, there is no reason to suppose that the Eleventh

Rhode Island would not have done equally as well under the same

circumstances.

I am not insensible to the fact that during the war, and for some time

after it was ended, a feeling was entertained by some of the men who first

went out in the three years' regiments that the patriotism of the nine

months' men was stimulated by the bounties which were offered. In Rhode

Island, so far as my knowledge extends, the largest bounty paid any one

person was one hundred and fifty dollars. Would any old soldier,

especially if he has a family or others dependent upon him, consider the

sum mentioned compensation in any adequate sense to induce him again to

become a target for rebel bullets? It cannot be denied that there were

some men--unworthy the name of soldiers--who were induced by the offers of

bounty money to enlist and take the chances of "jumping" the bounty, or of

desertion, but by far the larger proportion of those who enlisted after

the bounties were offered, did so because they were then enabled to leave

those who were dependent upon them for their daily bread in such a

condition as to keep the wolf of starvation from the door in their

absence.

Every man who, from love of his country, left home and friends to defend

the honor of the old flag in the hour of its assailment by traitorous

hands was a true patriot and deserves well of his fellow-countrymen, and

whether he served for a longer or a shorter period, or whether his service

was performed in the army or in the navy, on land or on sea, he has, by

the faithful discharge of his duty, honored the State which he represented

far more than it can ever honor him, and of him a grateful and

appreciative people will unite in saying, "WELL DONE, GOOD AND FAITHFUL

SERVANT."

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