On the Battlefield the Night After the Battle
Watercolor and slight gouache, 3 11/16 x 6 13/16
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Chamberlain remembered his picket duty on that night: "It was a cold night, with clouds scudding across the moon, which threw a weird light on the dismal scene. The ground strewn with ghastly corpses most of which had been stripted [sic] by our foes. A picket line of Mexican Lancers, mounted on white horses was stationed not over two hundred yards in my front."
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