general champlin reflected, men die here very fast.alling leaves in autumn. on july 20th, sergeant oliver gates counted 11 dead since they arrived on that may day. and he wrote more than ever died in camps since he left home. here we get nothing to eat and no care. prisoners were dying in their tents, in the open sun, anywhere and everywhere. with little to do except focus on the suffering, the impact of so much death, especially this kind of death, unheroic, helpless was profound for those who did survive. by mid august, one sergeant wrote in his diary that he scarcely knew what to write the mortality rate is horrible. the weather is unbearable and men's hearts are sinking. by mid august, sergeant henry savage wrote almost every day someone in our regiment dies. we're certainly warned to be prepared. some days one looks forward and wonders whose turn will come next. the pace of death was shocking. in may leyland barlow believed quote, one man dies every hour. one estimated that prisoners were dying at a late of 45 a day. barlow wrote,