Our manliest-our boys-our hardy darlings no picture gives them. Unnamed, unknown, remain, and still remain, the bravest soldiers. No formal general’s report, nor book in the library, nor column in the paper, embalms the bravest, north or south, east or west. No history ever-no poem sings, no music sounds, those bravest men of all-those deeds. In one passage from Specimen Days, Whitman wrote about the fatally wounded soldiers who never reached hospitals and were never buried in marked graves: He described his time with the Army of the Potomac in Specimen Days (1882), drawing on accounts he had previously published in The New York Times in 1864 in “’Tis But Ten Years Since,” a series of six articles that appeared in the New York Weekly Graphic in 1874 and in Memoranda During the War (1875). Whitman would remain in the capital for the next eighteen months, visiting military hospitals while working as a government clerk. After visiting army hospitals and camps around Falmouth, he accompanied a group of wounded soldiers as they were evacuated to Washington by train and steamboat. Whitman traveled to Falmouth, across the Rappahannock from the battlefield, and discovered that his brother’s wound was slight. Walt Whitman was living in Brooklyn and working as a freelance journalist when he learned that his brother George, a captain with the 51st New York Infantry, had been wounded at Fredericksburg. Sears) and The Civil War: The Final Year (edited by Aaron Sheehan-Dean). The following introduction is adapted from headnotes that appear in The Civil War: The Second Year (edited by Stephen W.
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