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As the first weeks of May passed , we slowly got into shape for the advance , and I began to realize the magnitude of the task before us . Our march to Great Meadows the year before , arduous as it had been , was mere child 's play to this , and I did not wonder that on every hand the general found himself confronting obstacles well-nigh insurmountable . And each day , as though to cover other defects , the discipline grew more exacting . Arms were constantly inspected and overhauled ; roll was called morning , noon , and night ; each regiment attended divine service around the colors every Sabbath , though neither officers nor men got much good from it that I could see ; guard mount occurred each morning at eight o'clock ; every man was supplied with twenty-four rounds and extra flints , and also a new shirt , a new pair of stockings and of shoes , and Osnabrig waistcoats and breeches , the heat making the others insupportable , and with bladders for their hats . On the sixteenth , Colonel Gage , with two companies of the Forty-Fourth and the last division of the train , toiled into camp , very weary and travel-stained , and on this day , too , was the first death among the officers , Captain Bromley , of Sir Peter Halket 's , succumbing to dysentery . Two days later , we all attended his funeral , and a most impressive sight it was . A captain 's guard marched before the coffin , their firelocks reversed , and the drums beating the dead march .