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As a nice little interlude between grand-scale plastic embattlement, here is a trilogy of Union soldiers bedding down for the night.
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>With the day's fighting over, the regiment of plastic Union infantry retired to their rows of pup tents. The colonel of the regiment oversaw the proceedings of one company from his horse, as the captain took it upon himself to play "Taps" on his bugle.
