noon
At last , as I turned in my walk , I came on two upright posts with a cross-beam above . It was the gallows . I moved away horror-stricken , and with swift steps went down the hill and regained Jack 's quarters . Of the horrible scene at noon on the 2d of October I shall say very little . A too early death never took from earth a more amiable and accomplished soldier . I asked and had leave to stand by the door as he came out . He paused , very white in his scarlet coat , smiled , and said , `` Thank you , Wynne ; God bless you ! ''