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[122] were waved, and here and there a small national flag shaken out, as if to suggest to the waiting people the object of our departure. Who can forget his last look at that multitude on the hillside — the swift motion of waving handkerchiefs, flags, and outstretched hands A curve in the track shut off the view; and thus departed this precious, typical freight of war. At Hallowell, where we tarried a few minutes, my brother Charles and I parted with our mother. Then and ever after I sympathized with soldiers who left true, loving, watching hearts at home. But the relief from oppressive sentiment was found in absorbing duties and active work.
Baker and Taylor. 1908.
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