Amos Golden was a Quaker. He had lived in Sharpsburg all of his life and knew everyone, not only in town but on every farm in a thirty-mile radius. Now as he stood outside his farmhouse door, he wondered if he would ever be able to forget what had happened the previous day. “What is thee staring at, Father?” Golden turned to find his older daughter, Ann, watching him. She was a tall young woman with black hair and dark blue eyes. She came to stand beside him, and together they looked toward the rolling hills where the battle had taken place the day before. Golden said simply, “I’m grieved, daughter, over the terrible ways that men treat each other.” “It is a terrible thing.” Ann nodded. The two of them stood staring out into the afternoon air. The sun was high, and they could see clearly the moving forms of soldiers in the distance. “What are they doing?” she asked. “Tending the wounded and burying the dead,” Golden said shortly. Ann Golden shook her head. “What a pity!
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