elegant American flag. Mrs. Brownell was the wife of Robert S.
Brownell, of Company H, and when her husband enlisted, in Providence,
she insisted on accompanying him, and was with the regiment during
its entire term of service, in all its long marches sharing its
privations and enduring its hardships. At the battle of Bull Run she
was on the skirmish line with her husband, who was at the time a
sergeant. She wore a uniform somewhat similar to that of the
regiment, and was proficient in the use of a revolver and a short,
straight sword, that she always wore suspended at her side.

At about 4 P. M., the regiment took up the line of march for the
depot, to take cars for Washington. In marching through one of the
principal streets leading to the depot, a crowd of rebel toughs
issued from a side street, and following us, volunteered insulting
remarks concerning us and the flag. Captain Tew, of our company, had
at that time a colored servant, who had been with us for some time.
This sooty individual, who was known by the name of John, had
somewhere on the march picked up an antiquated sword and belt, which
he had buckled on and felt very proud of. The sight of this negro,
thus attired, appeared to kindle the wrath of Frederick City's
chivalry to such an extent that they attempted to seize and make way
with the boy, and for a short time the excitement ran high. The color
sergeant, seeing that an attack upon us was threatened, drew his
revolver and stood on the defensive. The right wing of the regiment,
not being aware of the disturbance, continued on its march.
Lieutenant Colonel Pitman, who was in command of the left wing,
noticing the aspect of things, took prompt action, halting the
companies, most of the men of F company loading their muskets, as
they expected that the mob, which by this time had largely increased
in numbers, would make an attack. At this juncture Colonel Burnside
rode up and was about to issue some order to our officers, when a
squad of city police, or home guard, appeared upon the scene and
dispersed the mob, after which we resumed our march, soon arriving at
the depot, where we took a train for Washington, reaching that place
at daylight the next morning, June 19th.

Company F was immediately detailed to unload tents and other baggage
from the cars. The regiment marched at once to our old quarters at
Camp Sprague. While engaged on our work of unloading, our ever
thoughtful commissary sent us a barre