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THE SUNNY SOUTH.
INCIDENTS OF THE CIVIL WAR
ANSWERED LAST ROLL CALL
“On Fame’s eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread.
And glory guards with solemn round.
The bivouac of the dead.”
The heroes of *61-’6o are fast passing
away, death claiming a larger number
each year. The following distinguished
Confederate veterans answered the last
roll call during 1898.
Jan. 3.—Ex-Governor L. S. Ross, at Col
lege Station. Tex., aged 60.
Jan. 5.—General Johnson Hagood, at
Barnwell. S. C., aged 69.
Jan. 23.—Captain Thomas F. Hines,
called the “Brains of Morgan’s Cavalry
Corps.’’ at Frankfort, Ky.
Feb. 27.—General W. B. Taliaferro, in
Gloucester county. Va., aged 76.
Feb. 28.—John Thomas Scharf, in New
York city, aged 5.7.
March 10.—General Edward L. Thomas,
in Oklahoma. *
April 9.—General James Ronald Chal
mers. a noted leader in Forrest’s cavalry
corps, at Memphis, aged 6.8.
April 21.—United States Senator E. C.
Walthall, in Washington, D. C., aged 67.
THE CHARLESTON REUNION.
In the Confederate reunion to be held at
Charleston, S. C., on the 10th of next
month, it may truthfully be said that
the men and the place and occasion have
most fittingly met. In no place like "the
old City by the Sea” can the survivors of
the Civil war meet and mingle with such
sacred memories and stirring reminis
cence of the birth of the great struggle
and its last tragic death throes.
It was at Charleston that the first shot
in the war between the states was fired.
History tells of Beauregard’s determined
attack on Fort Sumter, and the equally
gallant and hopeless resistance of Major
Anderson. It took just this little act of
aggression on the part of the seceding
states to inflame both sections to active
war and to set afoot the preparations
which later culminated in the most, impor
tant and terrible internecine struggle in
the world’s history. All through the four
years’ conflict the metropolis of the Pal
metto State suffered, and to this day its
ancient buildings and well-planned streets
bear striking corroboration of the fierce
ness of the bombardments through which
the city passed.
The city of Charleston was likewise a
pivotal point in the war of independence,
and visitors to the city will be shown
many places, the interest in which hinges
on some gallant deed or memorable occa
sion when north and south alike were
struggling for liberation from the op
pressions of the mother country.
The navy department has promised that
the cruiser Raleigh, which fired the open
ing shot at Manila, and which took such
a prominent part in the fighting, will be
stationed in the harbor during reunion
week for the patriotic inspection of the
guests of the occasion. This in itself
furnishes sufficient inducement for the
presence of an unusually large crowd.
But best of all. perhaps, is a stay of a
W'eek or ten days in the old city itself.
TERRIBLE SUFFERING.
Telia of Privations and Wonld
Like to Meet Fellow Prison
ers at Charleston.
Editor Sunny South: The writer was one
of six hundred or more Confederate offi
cers who were placed on board of a
government transport at Fort Delaware
prison to be sent to Morris Island, near
Charleston. S. C.. in the summer of 1864.
to be placed under fire in front of battery
Wagoner. When the craft bearing the
party arrived off Charleston it was an
chored at sea for about three weeks,
awaiting the finishing of a stockade on
land. During this time we were confined
in what is called the ship’s hold, and all
the hatchways were shut down but about
one small hole.
On the trip from Fort Delaware. of
course sea sickness prevailed, and what
ever a man had in his stomach was very
apt to rise. The stench from this and the
hot air in that hole was intense, render
ing sleep almost impossible either by day
or night. Our bed was the soft side of a
pine plank. Perspiration from our bodies
would drop from the plank. It is a wonder
that any mortal could have come out of
that hole alive. Old Tecumseh Sheman
said that "war was hell.” and if the veri
table "old fellow's" kingdom is any worse
than that hole, may every living soul be
spared a stay with his Satanic majesty!
After disembarking we were placed in
the stockade just in front of and near the
mouths of big cannon, which were fired
nearly half of each night during our con
finement there. The flash from their
mouths would heat our faces, and the
concussion would almost make the blood
gush from our ears. We had the privil
ege of only two months' stay in this de
lightful dilemma. The next move was an-
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other trip by sea. and we landed at Fort
Pulaski, Ga., where we were put in close
confinement. There we remained about
five months. Forty-five days of this time
our rations consisted of eight ounces of
musty corn meal per day—nothing else
whatever to go with it. except water, not
even salt. The damaged meal consisted
largely of worms, some dead and some
living. We did not separate the worms
from the meal, as It might have been like
the sand around the Warrenton navy
yard, Pensacola. Fla., for it was said by
some of our soldiers while there in 1861
that “if a man would scoop up a handful
of sand, after all the fleas had hopped
out, but little sand would be left.” Simi
lar conditions would apply to our Pulaski
meal rations. If some of General Miles'
“spoiled beef” had been dumped in there
about that time, we would have had no
need of a beef investigating committee.
I have only attempted to mention a few
of the trials and tortures of that seven
long months, and to enlarge on the sub
ject would make a good-sized book. In
fact, no person on earth could do the
subject justice. This is no overdrawn pic
ture. The man that said "War is hell”
knew nothing like our experience, and the
man or men who were responsible for our
torture may know by this time what hell
is.
The chief object in writing the above
is to find out if any of those old Confede
rates are yet living, and if so I would be
glad to meet them at the Charleston re
union in May. Very respectfully,
W. J. DUMAS.
Of Longstreets Corps, A. N. Va.
GENERAL MORGAN’S DEATH.
On the night of September 4, 1864, Gen
eral John H. Morgan, with some of his
staff officers, was quartered at a farm
house, near .Greenville, Tenn. Through
the treachery of a woman his wherea
bouts was made known to a Federal cav
alry command near by. Quite a large
number stealthily surrounded the house
and captured the officers with him. Gen
eral Morgan escaped into a garden and
when he found that he could not get
away he tried to surrender. He was fired
upon and mortally wounded. Before his
death, but while in a dying condition, his
body was thrown across the horse of a
Federal officer and carried into the
streets of the town somewhat after the
manner and custom of the Samoan Is
landers. Death soon relieved ffiftV'and the"
ghoulish glee of his captors subsided.
The Last Shot at Appomattox—A
Singular Incident—The Surren
der—A Soldier’s Wish.
There is a controversy going on In the
papers as to who fired the last shot
Appomattox. Captain Waddell, command
er of the sharpshooters of Law's brigade,
doesn’t care to enter into this controversy,
but he knows very well that one shot was
fired by his command after everything
was silent around the whole line.
He covered with his sharpshooters the
rear of Lee's army, about 100 men being
given him in addition to his regular com
mand. When the army was blocked in
front, and came to its last halt, he de
ployed his command, about 300 strong, to
the right and left of the road, covering
the entire width of the army, stationed
a videt about 200 yards down the road,
and waited for Grant's army, which he
knew was following him. Soon after ar
rangements had been made to give them
a warm reception General Lee. attended
only by one courier, rode down through
his line in the direction of the enemy. In
about an hour he returned, looking as
grand and unconquerable as ever. A short
time after, a Yankee could be seen com
ing down the road, approaching the videt,
and waving a white flag suspended on a
sword. The videt let him get up in about
100 yards, when he took deliberate aim at
him and fired. The Yankee stood his
ground, but frantically waved his flag,
while the videt. paying no attention
this, calmly reloaded his gun. evidently
for another crack at him. The captain,
seeing this, directed Lieutenant Lamar,
of the Fourth Alabama, from Autauga
county, as handsome and gallant a sol
dier as ever drew a sword, to run down
and stop the videt and learn what the
Yankee wanted. He did so, and found the
Yankee 'to be a captain bearing a letter
from General Grant to General Lee. This
letter he brought back with him, and
it was forwarded to the general. Lamar
looked so mad. however, that Captain
Waddell was curious to learn more of the
interview, and asked him what was the
matter. “I never wanted a drink as bad
in my life as I do right now." answered
Lamar, “and that "flag-bearer offered me
one out of his canteen, but I would die
before I would take a drink with a
Yankee.” The captain laughed at him, of
course, and said: “I am sorry. Lamar,
very sorry, that I didn't go instead of
sending you, for I want a drink myself,
and have no compunctions of conscience
at all about taking one from a Yankee.”
That shot fired by the videt was the last
shot Captain Waddell remembers to have
heard before they all surrendered, and be
lieves it was the very last shot fired at
the enemy at Appomattox.
There is a singular incident connected
with the scene just related. General Lee,
attended only by that courier, had ridden
down that road toward the enemy, and
was gone nearly an hour. Just after his
return the Yankee officer with the white
flag appeared In the road. Soon after he
left a column of the enemy appeared at
the top of an elevation in the road about
800 yards distant. Now, the question
arises, where could that enemy have been
when General Lee rode down that road?
We never could tell, and it remains a
mystery to this day. Some of the Federals
told us that they came through the woods,
saw General Lee in the road and recog
nized him, but that there was not a man
in the Federal army who would knowing
ly hurt General Lee. Although we knew
that he was very highly regarded by the
Federal soldiers, we put very little con
fidence in this statement.
When this column reached the tot) Of
the elevation in our front and sawj.-*ue
across the. toad, a 'V : ft»ie ‘IVgiTf._
deployed forward as skirmishers, cfptaiii
LOSSES IN TWO WARS.
It must be confessed, without any sug
gestion of detraction from the heroic
work done by our soldiers in the Spanish
war and its Philippine sequel, that when
one reads that during the entire Cuban
campaign between May 1 and October 3.
1S9S. the official list of fatal casualties
enumerates 23 officers and 257 men killed,
and 4 officers and 61 men who subsequent
ly died of their wounds, it is difficult to
impress the mind with the idea that we
have been engaged in a very sanguinary
condition of warfare, and this thought is
emphasized by the fatalities among the
American troops in and about Manila. It's
a matter worth talking about, for it has
become a very important part of the his
tory of our country. The narrator yester
day fell into a chat on the subject with
Colonel A. C. Buell, who now holds up
the technical literary end of the Cramp
shipbuilding outfit. He wrote the only-
book regarding the civil war from a pri
vate's point of view. Ha was at Gettys
burg during its three days' reign of shot
and shell and outpouring of the best
blood of the nation. He has made a.study
of the casualty figures of the great war
between the states and when he talks
the official records form the basis of his
views. The comparison he makes between
fatalities and injuries of the fraternal
strife of 1861-'65, and those that have
characterized the recent struggle with
Spain and the pending conflict with Agui-
naldo and his men is interesting.
‘The war department,” said IColonel
Buell, “recently gave out an official sum
mary of the losses incurred by our forces
in the Philippines from the beginning of
Aguinaldo’s insurrection to the date of
the report, the lapse of time being about
two months. The total loss for this period
is given at 1,021 men. of whom 157 were
killed and 864 wounded. The latter num
ber includes all who have been injured to
any extent, whether incapacitated from
duty or not. and judging from the nom
inal reports cabled by General Otis from
day to day. an unusually large percent
age of the wounded is classed as ‘slight.’
I observe that a great many newspapers
are making this report the test of lugu
brious comment upon 'the frightful sacri
fice of life and limb.' etc., in this cam
paign. and expressing the opinion—some
of them at least—that 'this bloody sacri
fice of bright young American lives must
soon bring our people to a new sense of
the horrors of this causeless and purpose
less war!’ This quotation, it is hardly
necessary to say. is from a Boston news
paper. Whether or not such comment goes
very far or excites any appreciable influ
ence upon the public mind, it is at least
interesting to compare the fate of our
troops in the Philippines with that of
their predecessors in other fields of our
military history.
“The total number of troops engaged in
suppressing Aguinaldo's revolt is given
at 27.000. In nearly two months of almost
constant fighting, mostly on the offen
sive 'against an enemy in the trenches,
the total loss is 1,021, or less than 4 per
cent of the force engaged., However this
may appear to the flatulent philanthro
pists of Boston, it does not strike the av
erage veteran of any genuine war as a
particularly frightful sacrifice of life and
limb.'
"For example, in the last real war wag
ed by American troops, an organization
called the lion Brigade reached a position
west of the town of Gettysburg about 8:30
to 9 a. m.. July 1. 1863. They found there
the advance of Lee's army. The Iron Brig
ade. with other Union troops, gave bat
tle to the advancing Confederates for
about six hours, or until between 3 and I
4 o'clock p. m. the same day. The total
strength of the Iron Brigade present for
duty equipped when it began to fight was
1,628 of ail ranks. It lost in six hours 1,153
men. nearly all killed or wounded, or:71
per cent of the total. The brigide Aas
composed of five regiments, the Seconds
Sixth and Seventh Wisconsin, the Nine
teenth Indiana and the Twenty-fourth
Michigan, and excepting about a dozen
'old regulars' and half a dozen New York
volunteers, Stewart's battery B. Fourth
regular artillery, was manned by volun
teers-from the five regiments named.
Stewart's battery was in action along
with the brigade, but only for an hour or
so at the finish. The battery lost 40 ffien
out of 101 of all ranks present, and this
loss was mainly suffered in the last 30
minutes of the fight. One of the regi
ments—the Twenty-fourth Michigan,
which was the largest regiment in the
brigade—lost 363 men out of a total pres
ent for duty equipped of 447. all ranks, a
percentage of 81. This was the result, as
I have alredy intimated, not of nearly two
months' fighting, but of about six hours.
If we consider a larger unit, the First
army corps as a whole—the Iron Brigade
being part of it—the facts are even -more
striking. The First corps went into ac
tion at Gettysburg July 1, 1863. with a
strength of 10.002, all ranks. It bore the
brunt of the first day's battle, and was
not much engaged in the actions of the
second and third days. Its losses, almost
wholly suffered in about six hours the
first day, were its commander. General
Reynolds, and 6,055 other officers and men
killed and wounded, the 'missing' being
less than 10 per cent of the total. Thus
we see that in one day's fighting at Get
tysburg the First army corps lost 60 per
cent of its force present for duty. This is
the greatest loss ever suffered by so large
a unit as an army corps in any single
battle in the history of warfare.
“But it must not be inferred that the
Iron Brigade or the First corps as a
whole did nothing but suffer loss at Get
tysburg. The Confederate troops opposed
to them were two divisions of Hill's corps,
part of Heth's and Pender’s, and part of
Rodes - division of Ewell's corps. As a
result of their contact with the First
corps the first day Heth's and Pender's
•divisions were practically put out of ac
tion and Rodes' division was badly crip
pled. neither of them taking any import
ant part in the fight of July 2 and 3. For
example, the Twenty-sixth North Caroli
na regiment in Heth's division. lost 563
men, all killed or wounded, between 11 a.
m. and 3 p.- m.„ out of a total strength of
730, or 77 per cent, and company H, of
the iwenty-sixth North Carolina. 69
strong, was totally wiped out on the field,
not one nfan of it ever afterward report
ing for duty.
“If we pursue these historical compari
sons further we observe that the Old
Vermont brigade, second division, sixth
army corps, went into the battle of the
Wilderness, May 5-6, 1864. consisting of
five veteran regiments—-the Second, Third,
Fourth. Fifth and Sixth Vermont—dlmi
mustering 2,976 men present for duty-
equipped. In the course of the battle the
Vermont brigade was ordered to drive in
the Confederate line on the plank road.
They did it in a charge of more than a
mile through dense brush, losing 1.288 in
about 35 minutes and breaking Hill's
corps practically in two. This loss was
a little over 43 per cent of the total force
engaged in a single charge, but the Ver
monters. in spite of it. carried their point
of attack and held their ground the rest
of the day, being withdrawn at night on
ly because of a general reforming of the
Federal lines. I passed over part of the
track of the Vermonters on the 7th of
May, two days after the charge, and the
Waddell felt Very easy about them, for
he knew that with his 300 picket men he
could whip them without any trouble, and
double them back on the main column.
So. telling his men to hold their fire until
orders were given, he watched the de
ployment, which was very beautiful, until
it was nearly through and in about 300
yards of his line, when he thought it
was time to let them know that there was
somebody in their front who would dis
pute their further progress. But. alas,
alas, for human expectations! Just as he
was ready to give the order to fire Gen
eral Taylor, of General Lee's staff, rode
down to and through his line with a
white flag!
As the certainty of what they had
dreaded burst upon them, those strong
and fearless men, who had unflinchingly-
faced death on a hundred battle fields,
broke down like little children and sobbed
as if their hearts would break: and the
captain, instead of ordering them to stop,
led the procession.
A SOLDIER’S WISH.
A few days after Lee surrendered at
Appomatox an uncaptured remnant of his
army, in temporary organization in the
trenches at Danville, Va., received orders
to report to General at Greensboro.
N. C. A touching picture of “Lee's Mis-
erables” was presented as these troops,
hungry-, dirty and in rags, passed out
and on to the box cars upon which they
were embarked; and that ride, with its
awful silence, its deep depression, was a
sad one indeed.
Somewhere on the route, perhaps mid
way, in the open pine woods, the train
was halted to take water and wood. A(
the edge of a door of one of the box cars,
a soldier, the very saddest of that in-
indescribably sad crowd, sat upon a rock,
with his elbows on his knees and his face
in his hands. During this stop a soldier
walked by who recognized him. and slap
ping him on the shoulder said: “Howdy
John. What in the world is the matter
with you?” Slowly raising his grieved
face, the other replied: “I was just think
ing.” “What’re you thinking about
What're you looking so woe-begone for?
Tell me what you’re thinking.” "I was
just thinking I wish I was a woman.
“Why in the world such a wish as that
at this most trying of all this trying
time?” "Just so I could cry as much as
I pleased, and no one would think I was
a fool!”
The crowd that had gathered around
during this dialogue greeted this reply
with half stifled laughter that ended in
the most complete expression of sympathy
with the speaker—an irrepressible shower
of tears. CLAUDE ROBERTS.
A NOBLE DEED.
Gratitnde of an Ex-Confederate to
His Federal Preserver.
On Memorial day in 1895 Mrs. Sarah
Bowen, of Hoboken, paid her annual visit
to Cypress Hills cemetery to decorate her
husband's grave. Mrs. Bowen was in
such poor, almost indigent circumstances,
that even the trip to Brooklyn, not reck
oning the money for flowers, was a strain
on her slender resources. She was a vet
eran’s widow, and the 38 a month pension
allowed her on that account by the na
tional government was all she had to sup
port herself and an Invalid daughter.
Nevertheless she had performed her obli
gations to the memory of the brave for
13 consecutive years with religious devo
tion.
When she arrived on the ground on
this occasion, her nervous system re
ceived such a shock that she was obliged
to lean against a railing adjacent to save
herself from falling,-
What is the meaning of this?” she
£zr , ire*i. closing he** eyes anik opening
them again in the expectation that she
was laboring under an optical delusion .
The cause of the widow's astonishment
was a change that had taken place in the
grave since her last visit. It was covered
with flowers, it was bordered with ever
green plants, and a handsome granite
column rose at its head, with the sub
joined inscription engraved in deep black
letters:
'Sacred to the Memory of Edward C.
Bowen, a Brave Soldier and a Loyal
Friend.”
The widow glanced wonderingly to the
right and the left. She looked up and
down, but there was no mistake. The
grave was that of her husband, but what
metamorphosis had been effected!
While deliberating as to what she would
do in the premises a tall, military look
ing gentleman of aristocratic bearing and
with an empty sleeves alighted from a
carriage near by, and taking a wreath
from under its seat, approached the
grave. He hesitated when he saw the
widow, and their eyes met. Hers had a
questioning look in them: his one of dep
recation. as if he were a trespasser.
“Madam,” he said, placing the wreath
on the grave and lifting his hat as he
would to a duchess, “have I the honor—”
“This is my husband's grave.” she re
plied. with an almost imperceptible strain
of jealousy in her voice.
"Then I must offer an apology and an
explanation. I should have consulted
you before effecting alterations here, and
so. in fact, I would, only I could not find
you, though I tried hard.”
“It was very kind in you, sir,” said Mrs.
Bowen. “You would find It hard, for no
one in Brooklyn knew that I had moved
to Hoboken.”
“This is my explanation,” said the gen
tleman after a pause. “My name is Chas.
J. Gray—Judge Gray, I am called in South
Carolina—and I am an ex-Confederate sol
dier. I belonged to the Montgomery
Guards, and served m the Army of Nor
thern Virginia the last two years of the
war. You must know—though perhaps
you don’t—that sometimes Federals and
Confederate soldiers in the field were ex
cellent friends, especially when doing out
post duty together, if I may use the words.
It often occurred that nothing but a fence
separated our sentinels, and that, instead
of firing at each other we chattted socia
bly and exchange views on the situation.
Our superiors did not sanction this, but
they connived at it. On the night of the
fourth day's battle of the Wilderness I
was posted as sentinel on the extreme
front of our lines. On the other side of a
picket fence was a young man of the One
Hundred and Forty-Fourth Netv York
regiment, his name—well, there it is en
graved on that stone. We entered into
conversation. I gave him a plug of tobac
co. he gave me some coffee, and we be
came quite friendly. I was utterly ex
hausted. and would have given the whole
world for one hour's sleep."
"Poor fellow,” said the widow, commis
erating not the elegant gentleman in
front of her, but the ragged, war-worn
branches of the small saplings and under
brush were in many places actually 'whip- ;
pod into broom stuff’ by the musketry, j
the combatants being at no time more i
than a few yards apart, and in many !
instances hand to hand. Instances of this ,
kind might be multiplied, but It does not |
occur to me that my original point needs ]
further emphasis.
“Nothing Aiuld be further*from my in
tention than to depreciate the services or
the achievements of the brave men who
7.000 miles from home, are waging a diffl- |
cult and exasperating war for the cause j
of civilization at large My ooject in the ]
foregoing is not to draw comparisons un- ;
favorable to them, but simply to call at- ’
tention to the maudlin rot «f milk-sops '
at home, whose mock philanthropy will |
be resented by no one more contcmptu- j
ously than by the brave men now fight- |
igg in the Philippines for the universal I
gftod of mankind.”
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soldier of one and thirty years ago; “it
was terrible.”
“It was, madam. I told my Yankee en
emy that I was ready to drop and begged
him not to take advantage of me. He
laughed.
“ ’Sit down on that stone/ he said,
‘lean your back against the fence and
sleep. I’ll wake you up when your re
lief comes along.’
• “It may seem incredible, but I took his
advice, thus placing my life in the hands
of a foe and a stranger. I slept, oh, such
a sweet sleep. I thought I had been in
slumber for a few minutes, while in in
reality I slept an hour, when Ned Bowen
roused me by throwing some water from
his canteen down my back.
“ ‘Jump up, Johnny,’ he said, ‘my relief
is coming. You are all right, for I re
ceived your officer of the guard going his
rounds, and he gave me the countersign
without suspicion. I guess all the poor
fellows like you are half asleep or they
would have discovered the trick. Now,
don’t go to sleep again, old man. Good-
by.’
“It appears that while the Confederate
night officer was approaching, Ned Bow
en, heaven rest him, jumped over the
fence and, failing to wake me up. took
my rifle and challenged, thus placing his
life in peril. When half an hour later I
got back to the guard tent I learned that
two other sentinels had been found
asleep on their posts. They were shot
next morning, and now, madam, you will,
I trust, be no longer surprised as this
monument I have erected to my pre
server.”
The widow extended her hand while the
tears of pride and emotion rolled down
her face.
“God bless you,” she said, “you have a
noble heart.”
Next day Mrs. Bowen received a letter
enclosing a treasury note for $1,000, and
since then on the first day of every month
she gets a check on the First National
bank of Atlanta for $50.
the floor to enable him to get to his cot-
bed. Mr. Emmett was a pleasant, cheer
ful old gentleman, and seemed to be en
joying very good health, notwithstanding
that he was pretty well advanced in
years. I found him seated out of doors
on a home-made bench, that had once
done .duty as a box, and he was engaged
in reading, and, as I remember, had no
need of glasses. He was dressed neatly,
but the evidences of poverty were quite
apparent. I had gone to see him on a
little matter of business, and in the
course of conversation learned, what was
afterward confirmed- elsewhere, that his
sole source of income was a monthly
remittance of $10, which he received from
the Actors’ fund. He was not a sub
scriber, and the allowance was volunta
rily made him, in recognition of his form
er standing in ‘the profession. He did not
complain in any way of his poverty, but
told me that of the $10 referred to Jie al
ways gave half to a sister, or sister-in-
law. who was in indigent circumstances
herself. He did not wish this latter fact
to become public, thinking that if it came
to the knowledge of the Actors’ fund peo
ple it might result in his allowance being
reduced in like proportion. Since he stood
the effect of the division himself, I told
him I did not think such action would
ever be taken.”
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Headquarters Provisional Army, C. S. A.,
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South Carolina regulars, my regular aid.
and Lieutenant Colonel A. R. Chisholm
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myself, hut my present indisposition will
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Brigadier General Commanding.
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