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It was eventide. The clear tones of the village bell filled the valley and were echoed back from the mountains opposite. The young woods down by the stone wall seemed transparent with the reflection of the rosy sunset, and all looked as if bathed in golden clouds.
We were sitting in the arbor, and every one was probably thinking to himself, "Perhaps at this very moment men of the same nation -- yea, brothers -- may be murdering one another on the battle-field. "