two o'clock
I am very wicked , very weak , '' Amelia said . She knew her own weakness well enough . The presence of the more resolute friend checked it , however ; and she was the better of this control and company . They went on till two o'clock ; their hearts were with the column as it marched farther and farther away . Dreadful doubt and anguish -- prayers and fears and griefs unspeakable -- followed the regiment . It was the women 's tribute to the war . It taxes both alike , and takes the blood of the men , and the tears of the women .