ve my head.
At once the Confederates replied. I did not think that I was in any
danger, as the shells went high in the air in order to attain their
object on the other side of the Chickahominy.
The company of infantry had countermarched, and was again behind the
line of earthworks.
I looked around for shelter from the Federal cannon; although the shells
went high, it would be folly for me to go forward into the place of
danger. The hill was bare. There was no depression, no tree, no fence,
nothing but the open wind-swept hill--desolate and bare. I was on this
bare hill.
A man passed me from the rear. He was armed. He, too, like myself, had
no doubt come from the picket-line.
"Better leg it!" he cried--and I legged it with him, making for the
breastworks.
The shells from the rear seemed to fly over at a less height.
One of the shells burst over my head.
Suddenly I saw my companion throw up one hand--his left hand--with great
violence, and fall flat; hardly was I conscious that I saw him fall; at
the instant there was a deafening noise, and I was conscious of nothing.
XX
THE MASK OF IGNORANCE
"I am mainly ignorant
What place this is; and all the skill I have
Remembers not these garments; nor I know not
Where I did lodge last night."--SHAKESPEARE.
"Who is it?"
"Don't know."
My head pained me. I opened my eyes. The blue sky was over me now. A
gently swaying motion lifted and lowered me.
"Hurt bad?"
"Head mashed."
"Anybody else?"
"One more, and _he's gone_!"
I could not see the speakers ... I tried to turn my head, but could not.
I turned my eyes to the right, then to my left; the motion of my eyes
threatened to break something in my head.
I saw nothing but the trees, which seemed to move back slowly, and to
become larger and smaller.
Great thirst consumed me. I tried to speak, but could not.
The swaying motion continued. The trees rose and fell and went by. The
blue sky was over me. I did not stir.
How long this lasted I did not know. I was hardly conscious that I was
conscious.
I heard a word now and then: "Look out there!" "Hold on!" "Wait a
second!"
A moment before, I had walked out of the hotel among the pines ...
these are not pines; they are oaks. A moment before, the night sky had
been overcast with rain-clouds ... now the sky is blue over my head, and
the sun is hot. My head whirs with pain and fear--fear of
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