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FRANK L COOK.

Frank I. Cook was born in South Carolina in 1842, and died at his home, in Jasper County, Miss.,, on September 28, 1910. He enlisted in the Confederate army for the war in June, 1861, and started for Virginia the next day as a member of Company C, 7th South Carolina Regiment. He served practically in all the great battles fought by Longstreet's Corps. Soon after the close of the war he was married to Miss Mollie Robinson, and removed to Mississippi, where he engaged in farming, and became a loyal son of his adopted State. He was ever devoted to the memory of the Confederacy, and took an active part in the meetings of his U. C. V. Camp. Death came to him suddenly. He leaves a widow and several devoted children.

S. B. Donaldson, Route No. 3, Lynnville, Tenn., wishes to learn the company and regiment to which Frederick Becton McClure belonged in the Confederate army. He entered the service from Marshall County, Tenn.

Mrs. William Shearer, of Sheridan, Ark., wishes to make proof of the service of her husband, William Shearer, who was a South Carolinian, and was at the close of hostilities at Appomattox, and perhaps a member of General Lee's escort. Surviving comrades will confer a favor by writing her.

R. N. Hull, of Challis, Idaho, Writes of having two uncles in the Confederate army, and he is anxious to locate any of their descendants who may be living now in the South. These uncles were Ezekiel and Richmond Nickless, and they left their home, in Carlisle, Mass., and settled at Guntersville, Ala., long before the war.

On the right of the battle of Franklin a Confederate soldier, wounded, was carried by the Federal troops across the river and cared for by them. Later in the night the lieutenant colonel of the 37th Mississippi Regiment, being also wounded, was placed near the soldier, and hearing the groans of the soldier, asked that he be placed near by him. This was done. The soldier, M. V. DeVault, of Jonesboro, Tenn., Route 10, would be grateful to any one giving him information as to the name and address of the lieutenant colonel if still living.

On April 2, 1865, when General Wilson was marching on Selma, Ala., with about eight or ten thousand cavalry, General Forrest opposed him and contested his way constantly, but having only about 3,500 men, he was forced to fall back and take shelter inside of the breastworks of the city, extending from the Alabama River above to the same protection below. The line was so long that General Forrest had not half enough men to hold it, so he dismounted his men on April 3 and ordered all detailed men and citizens to the breastworks, and soon the men had to stretch out eight or ten feet apart. The enemy made charge after charge, but were again and again repulsed. Finally, however, they broke through our lines, and then came a great stampede of rider less horses running all through the city, while men were fighting all along the streets. General Forrest, brave and fearless, ran into Water Street all alone on a beautiful black horse, with about one hundred Yankee soldiers after him. He had been wounded in the left arm that morning. As he turned into Broad Street he threw the reins over the pommel of his saddle, drew his pistol, turned in his saddle, and gave them every shot he had. Then be spurred his noble horse to run for his life, the gang of howling soldiers following him, but by the swiftness of his noble steed the dashing General was safely carried through the lines.

The house of the surgeon who had charge of the hospitals of the city was on the outskirts of the city and in range of the artillery from the enemy, so the doctor's family (six in number) was compelled to vacate the house and seek safety in the wayside hospital, and there they had to remain for two weeks or more, as General Upton took the house for his headquarters. While there his men burned everything they could find, and when they left, his men broke up every piece of furniture in the house. The Union army became a perfect mob, breaking open the saloons and stores, taking anything they wanted, and then setting the city on fire, burning the entire water front and nearly all of one side of Broad Street, including the Episcopal church. Our hospital, with the wounded from both armies, was in imminent danger, but it was saved by ordering the troops to man the fire engines with steady streams, while three blocks were on fire near the hospital. The Union troops remained in Selma about two weeks or more, building pontoon bridges to throw across the Alabama River and also removing powder and shell from the Confederate arsenal, which was the largest in the South, and throwing them in the river. The night before they left the city they set fire to this arsenal, and but for its raining that night, the whole city possibly might have been burned up. There was explosion after explosion of shells and cartridges all through the night. The Union army had taken all the horses and mules they could find on their march to the city, and there were a number in the city also, all of which, several hundred in number, were penned in the quartermaster's yard in the heart of the city. As General Wilson was unable to carry them with him, and fearing they would fall into the hands of the farmers and Confederate soldiers, he issued an order to his quartermaster to have them all shot, which was done, and left them there for the citizens to get away the best they could. So without ox, horse, or mule to haul them away, the people got together, swung the dead animals to "carry logs," hauled them off by hand and dumped them into the Alabama River. The Union army then crossed over the river on their pontoon bridge and pushed on to Montgomery. This ended the invasion of Selma, Ala., by the forces commanded by General Wilson, General Upton, and others of the United States army, which will long be gratefully remembered.

How A CONFEDERATE WAS TREATED IN ABERDEEN, WASH. The Grays Harbor Post, of Aberdeen, Wash., reports the kindly offices of two ladies of the Woman's Relief Corps, G. A. R., Mrs. Roberts (wife of the Commander of the G. A. R. Post) and Mrs. J. M. Birmingham, together with Mr. Pascal and other members of the Post, in heroic service to Jacob Heater, a Confederate living there) through a severe illness wherein his life was despaired of. After a lengthy account of the illness, the publication concludes: "The Post is glad to chronicle the return of Mr. Heater to the ranks of active men. The call was a close one, as close as any he ever met on the field of battle, and that he got through safely is a matter of congratulation. The Woman's Relief Corps and Mr. Paschal are glad of their well done service."

THE EASTLAND FAMILY OF EARLY DAYS.

Thomas Eastland, supposed to have been born in Virginia, resided from his boyhood in Kentucky. About 1803 he was married to Nancy Mosby, also from Virginia, at her father's place, "Brook Farm," in Woodford County, Ky. They had six children, five boys and a daughter.

In 1800 Thomas Eastland, a man of great force of character, was made a lieutenant in the regular United States army, and during the War of 1812 he was with Gen. William Harrison as quartermaster general for the State of Kentucky. After that war, his wife having died, Colonel Eastland came to Nashville, Tenn., where he resided until about 1821, when he was married again, and soon he removed to Sparta, then so important a place as to be urged as a location for the State capital. Several years later he removed to the top of Cumberland mountain at a place then known as Clifty, but afterwards called Eastland, which stands on the banks of Clifty Creek, and by which passed the Nashville to Knoxville highway. He acquired large land holdings, and lived until 1860. He was buried on a knob near the home, which commands an extended view of all the surrounding country.

Of his sons by his first marriage, one, James W., went to live near Louisville, Miss., three, William Mosby, Nicholas Washington, and Robert Mosby, went to Texas, and the other, Thomas B. Eastland, came to Nashville, where he was engaged in business until about 1840, when he went to New Orleans to engage in the cotton brokerage business, and where he continued until the breaking out of the Mexican War, during which he served under General Taylor as major. Both William Mosby and Nicholas W. went to Texas about 1833, and both served in the regular army of the Republic.

William M. was a captain in the regular army when the force with which he was connected was compelled to surrender after the battle of the Meier, which occurred in the early part of 1843. The articles of capitulation in Spanish promised them "the same generous treatment that Mexico gives to all her enemies," which meant death. The Mexicans started with the prisoners to Monterey, and at the hacienda of Salado the Texans overpowered their guards, and, taking their horses, started for the Rio Grande. Had they continued on the main road, they would undoubtedly have been safe, but, fearing they might encounter an overwhelming body of Mexicans on the main road, they took to the mountains, where they ran out of food and water and were subjected to terrible sufferings, during which time they killed their horses for food and were almost famished for water, when they were surrounded by the Mexicans and taken back to the hacienda of Salado. Santa Ana then ordered them all killed, and upon the refusal of the colonel in charge of the troops to comply with the order he ordered that one tenth be killed. The one hundred and seventy men were required to draw one hundred and seventy beans, seventeen of which were black. Each man in taking out a bean was required to hold it up in view of the Mexican officers, the holder of a black bean being doomed to death. Captain Eastland was the only officer who drew a black bean. Shortly after the drawing these seventeen men were placed against a wall and shot to death. The rest of the prisoners were then taken farther down into Mexico, where they were subjected to such severe torture that only a few of them survived.

Nicholas W. Eastland was Chairman of the Board of Land Commissioners of his part of Texas and was Probate Judge for many years, and the remaining brother in Texas, Robert Mosby, was for many years professor in an institution of learning in that State. The county and town of Eastland were named for them. The sister, Maria P., married Charles Cooper in Nashville in the early twenties, and later died in New Orleans.

Thomas B. Eastland married in 1830 Josephine Green, the daughter of Joseph and Sarah Womack Green, who formerly lived on Spruce Street about where the Carnegie Library now stands. They had six children, five sons and one daughter the same number that were born to his parents. The family made Nashville their home until the war, when, at the fall of Fort Donelson, they removed to their country home at Bon Air Springs, remaining thereuntil the fall of 1863, and then went to New York and by Panama to California, where Thomas B. Eastland died in November, 1864. He was a farseeing man of fine business ability, and appreciating the great possibilities in the natural resources of the South, he spent a large fortune to accumulate large bodies of fine timber and coal lands, and but for the war he would have realized an enormous sum from their development. He had over a million acres granted to him by the State, among other tracts being that on which the State coal mines are situated and many other tracts of great value. Immediately after the war he went to California, taking with him his eldest son, Joseph G. Eastland, whom he established in business in San Francisco, and who lived there for the remainder of his life. He left a large fortune in California and large tracts of valuable coal and timber land in Tennessee to his two sons, Joseph L. and Thomas B. Eastland, who reside in San Francisco, Cal.One of Thomas B. Eastland's sons, Van Leer Eastland, went to Nicaragua with Walker, "the man of destiny," from Nashville. Later he returned to Nashville and then went to Georgia, where at the beginning of the war he joined the Confederate forces in that State, and after the war he went to California, where he was superintendent of a large gas company for many years, until his death.

Another son, Thomas B. Eastland, Jr., remained in Nashville. He was a handsome and popular young man. He was made captain in the Rock City Guards, and served with his command until the latter part of 1862, when he was taken ill with pneumonia, caused by the severe exposure he had undergone, and was taken to the mountain home at Bon Air Springs, where he died and was buried. Two sons, Andrew J., named for Andrew Jackson, who was a great friend of the family, and Alfred Taylor, named for General Taylor, with whom Thomas B. Eastland served in the Mexican War, were too young to enter the Confederate army, and were taken by their father in the spring after to California, where Andrew J. died some years ago, and where Alfred T. still resides, he being Secretary of the Coast Realty Company and the Patent Brick Companies of San Francisco. He has one daughter, Mrs. James Wattson McClure, at present stopping in Nashville with her family.

The daughter, Miss Josephine Eastland, was born in Nashville and lived here almost continuously until 1862, when she went with the family to the mountains and later to San Francisco. She was a cultured, educated, refined woman of varied accomplishments, and an ardent Daughter of the Confederacy, a member of the Albert Sidney Johnston Chapter, U. D.C.. of San Francisco, Cal. She was a fascinating companion and a charming friend. Having traveled much, both in this country and Europe, she had a large number of devoted friends who deeply sorrow in her death. Miss Eastland died at Santa Monica, Cal., in July, 1910, and was buried in the family plat in Mount View Cemetery, Oakland, Cal.
Miss Eastland resided in Nashville until the fall of Fort Donelson, and was one of the hasty refugees leaving here with other elegant people on a freight train.

(Of the family in Mississippi the author of the foregoing is not well informed. The "War Records" give an account of Lieut. O. R. Eastland in a letter by Maj. William N. Brown, commanding the 20th Mississippi Infantry in the battle of Fort Donelson, to George W. Randolph, Secretary of War (which he begins by stating, "I am directed by his Excellency, President Davis, to write, etc."), in which he states: "Lieut. O. R. Eastland, Company F, was badly, perhaps mortally, wounded. He refused to be carried from the field, saying: 'Never mind me, boys, fight on, fight on.' ")

Isaiah Rush, of Hubbard, Tex. (Route No. 2, Box 28), desires to hear from any surviving comrades of Companies B and C of the 10th or 38th Mississippi Regiment. He lost an arm while with the 38th Regiment at, the siege of Vicksburg.

THE BIRD OF ART.

BY DR. W. H. MOON, GOODWATER, ALA.

I note on page 378 of the August VETERAN what W. G. Jackson, of Yuleville, S. C., says in regard to an attache of the War Department trying to secure means through the Richmond papers to construct a balloon in which he could fly out over Grant's army and by dropping explosives annihilate it. I remember a lecture delivered on our line between Petersburg and the James River in February or March, 1865, by a man who stated in the outset that he had made application to the authorities for aid to construct what he would call a "Bird of Art," which, if his plans succeeded, would be the means of gaining the independence of the Confederacy. But, like Columbus, he was regard ed as a crank, and no heed was given to his appeal, so he had concluded to appeal to the men of the line for small contributions which would enable him to carry out his plans to construct a "Bird of Art" modeled after the wild duck. It was to be hollow and of sufficient capacity to carry two men and several hundred pounds of explosives. It was to be constructed so as to represent the bird in its flight, head and neck. extended, wings and tail spread and sailing through the air. He philosophized on the hollow quills that compose the wings and tail of the bird and the lightness of the air which they contained. In the construction of the "Bird of Art" the tubes representing the large quills were to be filled with gas, so as to represent as nearly as possible the real bird. All the appendages were to be so constructed as to give them the natural movements of the duck in its flight. It was to be built in England of the finest procurable metal and to be operated in its flight by a lightly constructed engine.

He explained that it would be necessary to construct a pedestal from which the machine could take its flight.

The plan of attack was to be made on the cities of the North, instead of Grant's army. First, demands were to be made on the authorities at Washington to recognize the independence of the Southern Confederacy, If these were refused, the "Bird of Art," with its crew and explosives, was to sail out over the city and destroy it, and thence to Philadelphia, New York, and other Northern cities, until the demands of the Confederate government were conceded.

Since "heavier than air" flying machines have become a reality, I have often spoken to my associates about the lecture delivered by the man on the line near Petersburg, At that time I was twenty years old, and was very much interested in the lecture on account of its novelty. Who to day that has kept up with the inventive genius of man would dare say that such a machine to navigate the air is an impossibility?

I was a member of Company I, 13th Alabama Regiment, Archer's Brigade, A. P. Hill's corps, after Stonewall Jackson's death. I suppose the man who delivered the lecture on the "Bird of Art" was the same referred to by Comrade Jackson.

TEXAS CONFEDERATE CEMETERY AT AUSTIN.

W. S. Parker is keeper of the State Cemetery at Austin, where the Confederate veterans from the Texas State Home are buried. There are about three hundred in the Home, and about as many buried in the State Cemetery, each furnished with a marble headstone with his name, company, regiment, State, nativity, and branch of service on it. Conspicuous in the cemetery is the monument of Albert Sidney Johnston. A stone in the middle of the star is in honor of Lieutenant Jones, the hero of three wars, the Indian, the Mexican Revolution, and the Confederate war. Back of the Albert Sidney Johnston monument are the white marble headstones of Confederates. (Foregoing is from E. B. Carruth, Capitol Station, Austin.)

CONFEDERATE ARMY DISCIPLINE.

BY J. W. COOK, HELENA, ARK.

Discipline is a very important thing in an army, especially when in active service or in the presence of the enemy, and sometimes it assumes some peculiar phases.

In October, 1862, the Confederate army under Generals Price and VanDorn had fought the battles at Iuka and Corinth, Miss., and after trying to stop Grant at Tallahatchie ( ?) River began slowly retiring before that immense army down what was then the Mississippi Central Railroad. Early one morning near Oxford, Miss., the enemy's advance cavalry or mounted infantry was unusually aggressive, and the rear of the column had to be very closely guarded. The 43d Mississippi Infantry, Col. Richard Harrison, had been detailed for that duty. Very strenuous orders had been issued that we were in the presence of the enemy, and the strictest silence must be maintained, so that the enemy could not know of our position along Yocona Creek and that "company commanders would be held responsible for their men."

TRIBUTE TO CAPTAIN PERRY.

Unfortunately one of our company (A) let his gun fire accidentally, and it sounded like a piece of artillery. In a few moments Sergt. Maj. E. P. Sale passed along the line, found the culprit, and passed back. Shortly Adjt. W. E. Sykes came up and said, "Captain Perry, it is the colonel's order that I place you under arrest," even depriving him of his sword. "Lieutenant Moore, take command of the company." Captain Perry, who was not really at fault, and who was never known to shirk a duty, however dangerous, turned a deathly white for a moment, but soon took in the situation and bided his time until restored a few hours later. Captain Perry was a very faithful and efficient officer, and was a soldier from principle in the strictest sense of that term. He never shirked a duty and never got rattled. After one of the first battles at Vicksburg, he looked over the field next morning and quoted from Scott:

And soon the sun came over the heath
And lighted up the field of death.

Again, at Adairsville, Ga., General Johnston issued orders that our communication was secure, and we would, now turn upon the advancing enemy. Great cheers greeted the order. Captain Perry quoted:

Full many a banner shall be torn,
And many a knight to earth be borne,
And many a sheaf in battle spent
Ere Scotland's king shall cross the Trent.

He gallantly led his steadily diminishing command all through the hundred days' battle from Dalton to Atlanta and Jonesboro. In the reorganization at Tuscumbia,, Companies A and F were consolidated, with Captain Perry in command. While on to Tennessee, through the awful carnage at Franklin, and on to Nashville his good natured pluck was ever present.

It was my good fortune to be closely associated with him as messmate and bedfellow, and I noticed his keen interest in every order and movement of the entire army, how he deprecated the awful slaughter at Franklin, believing that General Loring's idea of crossing Harpeth River and turning their left wing was evidently the thing to do. He struggled hard all the first day at Nashville and held our ground, only to give way when our left flank had been turned and exposed. In falling back I was captured, and that, beyond any doubt, saved my life. Lieutenant Colonel Sykes (formerly captain of Company A) took my place as messmate. Two or three nights thereafter, while sleeping in bivouac, a tree fell across them and killed the three messmates. Captain Perry, Will Owen, his nephew, and Colonel Sykes. While lying in prison at Camp Douglas I greatly deplored my ill fortune, ignorant of the fact that it saved my life.

It may not be out of place to say that Colonel Sykes had just returned from the burial of his brother, Adjt. W. E. Sykes, who was wounded at Decatur and died there in the very room in which he was born.

Dr. J. B. Jones, of Garnett, Kans., sends these pictures of three soldier boys, which he says "were picked up by a fellow soldier of the Union army in South Carolina near a residence on the north side of some river," and which have been kept by him all these years, but now he wishes to return them to the family or any relatives desiring them. The three are brothers, typical sodiers of the time, the names on the cards are too dim to be made out now. Any correspondence may be addressed to Dr. Jones.

NINE UNCLES IN CONFEDERATE SERVICE. Miss Mary Rosalind Tardy, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. C. M. Tardy, of Birmingham, Ala., maid of honor U. S. C. V., appointed by Dr. Clarence Owens, has served three times as sponsor for the 4th Alabama Brigade. She was the youngest sponsor at the second Birmingham Reunion. She had nine uncles in the War between the States: J. W. Southern, Greenville, S. C., Joseph T. Hollowell, William E. Hollowell, Huntsville, Ala., Edwin Tardy, Mobile, Ala., Carter, Irby, William, Peyton, and Edwin Spotswood, all of Huntsville, Ala. Her grandfather, Col. John P. Southern, of South Carolina, fitted out at his own expense an entire company for the Confederate service. On her father's side Miss Tardy is a direct descendant of Governor Spotswood, of Virginia, and on her mother's side of the Purejoys and Bookers, of Colonial Virginia, also of Col. Edmund Peters, of South Carolina, who was distinguished for service in the French and Indian wars. See picture in December VETERAN.

Mrs. Jennie Maddox, of Trion, Ga., asks that any survivors of Company B, Crescent Blues, Capt. McG. Goodwin's company, who knew her husband, Henry S. Maddox, will kindly write to her.

ONE OF THE "FIGHTING PARSONS."

BY W. C. DODSON, WACO, TEX.

The VETERAN has contained sketches of several ministers whose conduct in our Confederate army was worthy of praise and commendation, but not one, I think, surpasses the selfsacrificing patriotism of the one herewith mentioned.

When the Army of Tennessee was in winter quarters around Dalton in the winter of 1863, Rev. J. P. McMullen, a Presbyterian minister, came as a missionary to Baker's Brigade, Stewart's Division, and by his pure life and unselfish devotion and sympathy with the sick, the unfortunate, and the erring won the confidence and love of all who knew him. He had a son in the same brigade who also had the respect of officers and men. At the beginning of the campaign of 1864 Mr. McMullen put himself at the front to minister to the wounded and give encouragement to the men. At Resaca on May i, when the brigade made a fearful charge, he placed himself in its front, against the entreaties and protests of the general and many others, explaining that he had been with them in camp where there was no danger, and would not forsake them in the hour of trial, but would go with them into the gates of death. He went in front, waving his hat and cheering the men until he was struck down, and he and his son lay dead upon the field within a few feet of each other.

General Baker's report, "War Records," Series 1, Vol. 38, Part 3, page 845, states: "Nor can I forbear to allude to the heroic death of the Rev. J. P. McMullen, a missionary to this brigade, an aged Presbyterian clergyman of spotless and exalted character, who, having been to our soldiers the preceptor and the example of all that is admirable in the Christian, won upon this bloody field that crowning honor with which the martyr patriot alone is worthy to be wreathed." A. P. Stewart as major general refers to him as the "aged missionary."

What a contrast to the conduct of the chaplain of a certain regiment I knew, who, as it was drawn up in line to go into battle, took it upon himself to make a speech telling the men what was their duty and what the country expected of them, but said he could not go with them, as he had orders not to do so! His influence with every one was gone and his chaplaincy was soon ended.

FLAG OF THE FORTIETH ALABAMA REGIMENT.

There was another occurrence that Sunday evening at Resaca which, I think, is worthy of embalming in Southern history, and which took place in connection with the death of our missionary hero. As the brigade made the charge Sergt. P. S. Gilder, color bearer of the 40th Alabama, was killed several yards in advance of the command, and when the first order to retire was given the colors were left on the field, but as soon as this became known Adjt. Clarence H. Ellerbee and Lieutenant Peteet, of Company A, and Lieutenant Knighton, of Company F, volunteered to return and get them. They went back and brought out the colors under a murderous fire without being harmed. This is given also in Colonel Higley's report, "War Records," Series 1. Vol. 38, Part 3, page 850. By the three going it gave three chances to recover the colors in case one or two of the three should be killed, the determination being to recover the colors at all hazards.

That old flag had a remarkable history. It was in the siege of Vicksburg, but did not surrender, nor was it paroled. The color bearer who carried it to his death at Resaca saved it from dishonor at Vicksburg by cutting it loose from the fragment of staff left and. wrapping it around his body under his clothes, brought it out. My impression is that it was saved in like manner in the general surrender, and that it is now in possession of some member of the 40th Alabama or his descendants. The battle of Bentonville closed its history, as it did the life of the brave and chivalrous Adjutant Ellerbee, who so risked his life to save the flag.

VIVID PICTURE OF STORM'S DISASTERS IN FLORIDA. Dr. W. S. Alien, of Alva, Fla., served in Forrest's old regiment in the war, and lived at McKenzie, Tenn., from 1886 to 1904, He seeks a pension, but by the laws of Florida he will not be eligible for four years more. Dr. Allen was in the severe storm area in that State, and under date of October 21 he gives a pathetic account of the destruction in his section: "We have just passed through the most dreadful of tropic storms. There is scarcely a house left standing in its original position, while many have been totally destroyed. We are now in a house, two stories high, in water six to seven feet deep. In every direction as far as the eye can reach there is a sea of water. It comes from Lake Ocheechobee and the Everglades. About noon on October 17 the wind increased to an alarming extent. We moved our things upstairs, and about midnight that followed the water 'made a jump' of about four feet: On the next day we took refuge in Mr. Andersen's house, and we are cooking on a little 'heater,' as the Anderson stove is under water. Many homes are ruined. Grape fruit and oranges are ruined. From my window I see hundreds of boxes floating."

Dr. Allen wrote at length of the disaster. He owned several acres of orange trees, some of them bearing, but it seems that all are lost.
Two SOLDIERS KILLED ABOUT A MULE. Dr. A. G. McLaurin, of Brandon, Miss., writes of a shocking tragedy which occurred in the vicinity of Trenton, Miss., in 1864, as Sherman's army was moving from Vicksburg to Meridian, Miss. It seems that three of Gen. William H. Jackson's cavalry, Wirt. Adams's brigade, passed Trenton on foot, and, finding a negro riding a mule, they took possession of the mule and started on to overtake their command. The owner of the mule, Capt. William H. Quarles, overtook them and tried to get his mule, but they treated him roughly, as they had his servant, and refused to let him have it. He then secured his gun and intercepted them farther on, again demanding his mule, and upon refusal and, it is said, mistreatment he killed two of them, while the other escaped. The men killed were Tennesseeans and were named Tucker and Payne (or Paine), and were buried in a graveyard one mile east of Trenton. General Jackson sent a detachment of soldiers to arrest Captain Quarles, but failing to find him, they took four of his mules. The lieutenant with this detachment was named Houke. This may give information of their fate to members of their families. Dr. McLaurin will take pleasure in giving such additional information as he can.
OFFICERS OF J. J. FINLEY CHAPTER, U. D. C. The J. J. Finley Chapter, U. D. C., of Gainesville, Fla., met in annual session at the home of the retiring President, Mrs. J. I. Kelley, on December 1 and elected the following officers for the coming year: President, Mrs. A. R. Harper, Vice Presidents, Mrs. W. B. Taylor and Mrs. M. H, DePass, Recording Secretary, Mrs. George E. Pyle, Corresponding Secretary, Mrs. C. A. Colclough, Treasurer, Mrs. J. I. Medlin, Registrar, Mrs. J. M. Rivers, Historical Committee, Mrs. J. I. Kelley (Chairman), Mrs. John M. Taylor, Mrs. H. R. Wilburn.

SCOUTING WITH GENERAL WHEELER.

BY E. H. M'KNIGHT, M'KNIGHT, OKLA.

I belonged to Company K, Terry's Texas Rangers, and I was the Texan mentioned as being with James B,. Nance on the scout with General Wheeler across the Pedee River, notice of which was in the VETERAN for May last. We were on Sherman's flank, and were moving to his front when we came to the Pedee River. I think the crossing we struck was the Ten Islands crossing, and the river was up, swift, and dangerous. General Wheeler had gotten an old citizen to pilot him across the ford, but the old fellow got in deep, and downstream he and horse went until the boys pulled him out. He would not try again, so General Wheeler said he was going across. About that time I rode down to let my horse drink. Nance and I were side by side as the General rode into the water alone. Nance said to me: "Let's go with him."

As we both plunged in the General looked around and saw us and said: "Boys, hold your horses' heads upstream and let them float across." So we did as he said, and got to the first island all right. We got down and wrung the water out of our clothes and boots, and the General called a council as to how we would do. We knew we were going into the Yankee lines. We got across all the channels all right and rode about a mile from the river.

It was then late in the evening, and we rode up to a farmhouse to see if we could camp with the farmer that night. The old gentleman said he would like to keep us, but he was afraid to, as the Yankees were watching him. He said he had a son hiding out there who was at home on furlough. He then told us of an old man living on the big road who was friendly to the Yankees, and there was not so much danger of his getting burned out if we were caught there. He gave us details of the place and family, so we went on and found the old man willing to let us stop for the night. There were three of the family and three negroes.
We wanted to dry our blankets and clothes, so we built a fire in the log kitchen, and Nance and I went to work to dry out while General Wheeler kept the old man and family company, as we had agreed that he should dry by the old man's fire in the main house and watch him and the women, and we would look after the negroes. We told the old man that we were Confederates, but did not tell him of what command. We could hear him giving Wheeler's Cavalry the d and lamenting that they were on the other side of the river and likely to cross as the river went down. The General would agree with him that the cavalry were mighty bad men and would rob and steal everything in sight. The old man said he would have to hide all his stuff the next day, at which Wheeler laughed and agreed with him.

About twelve o'clock a company of the 4th Alabama or 4th Tennessee Cavalry scouts, who had crossed the river up above on a ferryboat, came down the river hunting a place to get food. They stopped and called at the gate, and Wheeler told me to see who it was, so as to give him a chance to get out the back way. I had a hard time to make the captain understand that General Wheeler was at the house, for he said he left Wheeler on the other side of the river, but I finally showed him that I was a Texas Ranger by my boots and Texas spurs, and we went to the house with a detail of his men to watch me. When we got to the door, we peeped around the side and said: "Well, General Wheeler, what are you doing here?" Wheeler said, "Looking for the Yankees," and I want to tell you that you could have tied that old citizen's eyes with a cable rope.Well, the General told the captain to put out a strong picket around the place, so we could sleep. Well, we didn't have much supper, but the breakfast was butter and eggs, ham and big, fat biscuit. About daylight Shannon's Scouts, of the Texas Rangers, came up, but they hardly had time to feed their horses before the picket reported the Yankees just down the road robbing a house, and that was the reason that Comrade Nance had to sound his bugle.

This is all as I remember it after forty six years. I would have been gratified to meet General Wheeler and Comrade Nance after the war, and often looked for the latter at our Reunions. I was under the impression that he belonged to the 4th Alabama Cavalry, which is perhaps the reason that I did not find him. I would like to hear from any surviving members of the company that came to us that night or from any of Shannon's Scouts who made the charge that morning. When some of the Yanks decided not to go any farther with Sherman to the coast, they camped around that farmhouse.

A BOY'S IMPRESSIONS AT SHILOH.

BY T. B. ANDERSON, GALLATIN, TENN.

I was in the battle of Shiloh as a boy in the 28th Tennessee Infantry, commanded by Col. John P. Murray, Breckinridge's division. Early in the night of April 6, 1862, we were ordered out from Corinth, and we marched all night. Early next morning we broke in on the Yankees' breakfast arrangements, and we captured the entire camp, securing all of the provisions that the inner man desired. It was ready cooked, but our business was so pressing that we had no time to eat. After the enemy had time to form, we ran up against something. We fought them for a long time on the crest of a hill with a valley in front. There we lost our major, Jim Tolbert. The ball that ended his life passed so near my head that I dodged.

We had fought them bitterly, when the gallant Gen. John C. Breckinridge rode up, carrying his hat in his hand, and said: "Charge them, Tennesseeans ! Charge them!" And we did it, sweeping everything before us. In passing over that ravine I could have walked on dead Yankees. When we gained the crest of the intervening hill, we received the surrender of Prentice's Brigade. As a boy I jumped up and down, thinking the war, was over on seeing all those men stack their arms. But we fought them the rest of the day, until we crowded them back to the Tennessee River. That evening we lost the noble, the grand Sidney Johnston. We had them about ready to surrender, when we were ordered to lay down in line of battle. Beauregard was then in command, and I wonder why we did not reap the fruits of that victory.

THANKFULNESS OF COMRADES. BY ROBERT J. RHODES, WHITEVILLE, TENN.

Comrades, when I begin to think of what I should be thankful for, I am overwhelmed, and then think of the things for which I am not thankful. The good Lord in his loving kindness has gently led me through life. I don't know the taste of that awful enemy to mankind, whisky, neither that of coffee nor tobacco. Yes, I am thankful that I am at peace with our Heavenly Father, I served thirty two months in the cruel war under General Forrest. In one of our charges in the battle of Iuka, Miss., my horse threw me. Our captain, Rufus Brooks, was wounded and captured with others. I am thankful that the enemy thought I was dead and left me on the field, so I was never a prisoner. To all comrades who wore the gray and the blue I am thankful to have a heart full of good wishes.Confederate Veteran February 1911

THE DILIGENCE OF COMRADE J. P. MAY.

The Last Roll Department contains a list of the deceased members of the U. C. V. Camp at Quitman, Miss. This list was sent by Adjt. J. P. May, who was born in Lauderdale County, Miss., in 1846, and received his education in the schools of Enterprise, Miss. In October, 1863, he volunteered in Company 1, 28th Mississippi Cavalry, Col. P. B. Starks, and served through the North Georgia campaign and in the principal battles around Atlanta and Jonesboro. He was also in the Tennessee campaign, and was severely wounded at Franklin on November 30, 1864. On Hood's retreat he was captured, and in April, 1865, he was sent to Camp Chase, Ohio, where he remained a month and was exchanged and sent to New Orleans and up to Vicksburg under negro guards, and was paroled on the 1st of June, 1865. He was a week getting to Jackson, and all that time lived on green blackberries and plums, and arrived home in Enterprise on the night of June 7, 1865. He has been in public life about a quarter of a century. He was Tax Assessor of his county for about twelve years in succession) and is now election commissioner. He is still true to "the cause we fought for," is Adjutant of Camp Robert McLain, No. 1469, U. C. V., and takes a deep interest in its objects as well as the general welfare of comrades.

FROM TABLET NEAR ZOLLICOFFER MONUMENT IN KENTUCKY.

The inscription on the mound of the Confederate dead as engraved on tablet, page 572 December VETERAN, is as follows: "Beneath this mound rest in sleep that knows no waking more than one hundred Confederate soldiers from Tennessee, Mississippi, and Alabama, who were killed in the battle of Fishing Creek, January 19, 1862. We know not who they were, but the whole world knows what they were. These died far from their homes, but they fill heroes' graves, and glory keeps ceaseless watch about their tomb."

GIVE COTTON TAX TO PENSION FUNDS.

The Gordon Memorial Camp, No. 1551, United Confederate Veterans, located at Oxford, Ala., makes important appeal:

Whereas several millions of dollars has lain in the United States treasury for forty odd years, belonging to the Southern States, collected from revenue or tax on cotton during the years 1865 to 1869, and whereas the United States Supreme Court has declared such tax unconstitutional and illegal, and as said tax was paid by the Confederate soldiers, their widows, and the white people or citizens of the said Southern States at a time when they could least afford it, and whereas some of said cotton was raised without the aid of any animals by said soldier, his wife, and children, or the widows and orphans of such soldiers on scant rations, and as it would be impossible to refund said money to those who paid it, as most of them and their heirs have passed over the river, therefore be it

Resolved, That all Camps of Confederate Veterans of the several States urge upon their members of Congress and Senators from each district and State to introduce a bill at the next session of Congress to have the money returned to the Treasurer of each State, the amounts collected from each State from which said cotton was grown, and to place said money to the Confederate pension funds for the soldiers and their widows. Many of these proposed beneficiaries are very feeble and not able to earn a comfortable support.

THOMAS H. BARRY, Commander,

W. T. DODD, Adjutant"
FIGHTING THE KANSAS JAY HAWKERS.

D. A. EMBREE, MARCELINE, MO.

I am a constant reader of the VETERAN, and would like to correspond with any comrades who were with Col. Sidney Jackman, 7th Missouri (later 16th) Infantry, in February, 1862, when near White's Ferry, on Grant River, Missouri.

It was there that we got news that the Kansas Jayhawkers were killed and robbing citizens in Bates County, Mo. We located them at Dr. Walker's, when a running fight took place, with the Yankees in the lead. We ran them several miles, abandoning the chase because of darkness. The next day we buried five citizens whom they had killed. Of these citizens, there was an old man named Prewitt, aged eighty three years, and another man named Keys was of the number. We found one wounded man in the woods. Soon after that many of us were captured and confined at Sedalia, Mo., but later some were sent elsewhere. Among these latter was Colonel Parker, whom they chained with a ball, Captain William Marshbanks, and many others whose names I forget. I would like especially to hear from Captain Marchbanks if living. I have never heard from any of those with whom I was in prison except Colonel Jackman, who died in Texas. I was seventythree years old on Christmas day. I have never recovered from injuries received in the Sedalia prison.

Confederate Veteran February 1911

BARBARITIES IN NORTHWEST ARKANSAS.

BY J. MONT WILSON, SPRINGFIELD, MO.

Captain Beaty's company of Partisan Rangers was attached to Colonel Brooks's brigade of cavalry, scouting in Northwest Arkansas in the fall of 1864, when General Blount followed General Price on his raid out of Missouri through Northwest Arkansas to the Arkansas River. Knowing all the Confederates would go South for the winter, Captain Beaty disbanded his company for two days, so they could go to their homes (in the vicinity of Cane Hill, Cincinnati, and Rhea's Mill, in the path of Blount's advancing army) and get their winter clothes and have brief visits with their families. They went in small squads over the country, and before they could unite these squads General Blount's army came down the Arkansas and Indian Territory line, covering the country for five miles in width, robbing and then burning a great many homes. This was done by Jennison's Brigade of Kansas Cavalry, which included Captain Curtis, of the 6th Kansas, with nine men and a fine looking lieutenant, Orliff Norton, but Norton stated at a house just before the fight that he did not belong to Curtis's company.

These eleven men went west from the Cane Hill road to the Billy Barker place, robbing and cursing the women, who had no protection except a few old men in the neighborhood. At this place they divided, Curtis and five men going west to the Cheatham place, taking old man Carroll Clarey and his son, fourteen years old, and leaving the motherless and helpless children, telling them that they were going to kill both of them. They passed a blackberry patch on the way, and the boy dodged into it and escaped. A short distance beyond they hanged the old man and robbed Bob Johnson's house.

Lieutenant Norton and the other five men, intent on getting all the horses and mules they could, started for John Tilley's, near Rhea's Mill, to get his stock. Captain Beaty, Lieutenant Rich, Newton Carnahan, Jonathan Buffington, Bill West, and Jack Rich were sitting on a bluff near the road from David Moore's to Rhea's Mill, and commanded them to halt. They fired on the boys and ran, when Captain Beaty and squad mounted quickly and charged after them. Curtis and his squad, also headed for John Tilley's, just then came up the road to their right and rear, and, seeing the Confederates coming up, they dashed ahead and joined the first party keeping the road to Rhea's Mill. The Confederates crowded them so close that they left the road and started east toward the Pylant place. Thinking to check the boys, they formed behind a fallen tree top. Lieutenant Rich yelled to the boys to flank them, which they did. The Federals could not stand this hand to hand business, but wheeled and ran east. Then the charge began in earnest over rocks, stumps, and logs through the timber. The lieutenant did not last long, as he had appropriated Newton Carnahan's old mule an hour or so before, presumably to rest his horse. They left six on the field and ran two a long distance, but could not come up with them, Bill West and Lieutenant Rich leading the others. Lieutenant Rich forged ahead, and when the last was seen of the two, one was lying down on his horse, holding around his neck, the other whipping the horse. The wounded man fell from his horse, and soon after died, as he was found on the bluff not far from Tilley's prairie.

Soon afterwards Captain Curtis and his squad passed down this road, not knowing the fate of that part of his squad. Captain Beaty and Lieutenant Rich did not know this until too late to come up with them. Six men killed seven of the eight and secured all of their arms, ammunition, accouterments, and horses. This resulted without a man or horse getting a scratch. Captain Beaty and Lieutenant Rich were in other similar engagements. Lieutenant Rich, Bill West, and Jack Rich were the only ones left of this squad a few years ago. Lieutenant Rich was an honored citizen of Texas for years, but now lives in Oklahoma.

In a personal letter Comrade Wilson adds: "In this same neighborhood they killed one of Price's sick soldiers at Jim Moore's home, searched his daughter for jewelry, and then burned his house and its contents. This was the time they burned Aunt Naomi Buchanan's house and numerous other houses, with all their contents, at Cane Hill. They also hanged three men who were innocent of any crime, and one of them was a Union man. My sister was with Aunt Naomi and Cyrene, and said they lived for ten days on Irish potatoes that had been dug when the marauders were there. My sister helped to cut down and bury old man Crozier, seventy five years old, his only crime being that he was a Southern man with sons in the Confederate army."

ESCAPADE IN SOUTHERN FLORIDA.

BY E. G. WILDER, SOCRUM, FLA.

I send a short sketch of experiences in South Florida to the VETERAN about an attempt to capture Fort Myers, in Lee County. I served in Capt. John T. Lesley's cavalry company, Munnerlyn's Battalion.

We captured the Federal pickets at Billy's Branch, in Lee County, in the latter part of the war. There were parts of four cavalry companies engaged. We undertook to capture Fort Myers. The forces there were a great annoyance to our citizens north of the fort. Their ravages on one occasion reached as far north as Bayport, where Capt. John Lesley was wounded, and is carrying a crooked arm to day. Emory Campbell, one of my comrades, was instantly killed there by a mistaken fire from another company of our own men. The companies of Capts. Agnew, L. G. Lesley, F. A. Hendry, and John T. Lesley were all under the command of Maj. William

Footman, and when we were about two miles from the fort, Major Footman held a council of war and expressed the conviction that we could capture the fort by killing or capturing the Yankee pickets who were on guard at Billy's Branch, one mile east of the fort.

Lieut. W. M. Hendry was chosen as leader of this squad, and he selected five men to go with him. I was one of those selected. I was then much in love with his youngest sister, Miss Cornelia A. Hendry, who became my wife in August, 1865, and for that reason, if for no other, I would have stayed with him to the last. We rode quietly along the way until we came in sight of the pickets, when Lieutenant Hendry leaned forward, saying, "Come on, boys," and we picked them up in short order without firing a gun. We turned them over to Major Footman and his command, and then captured a few others who were on the outside of the fort. We killed one of them who seemed determined to make his way to the fort.At this time everything was in our favor. The officers held another consultation, and a flag of truce was sent in ordering a surrender of the fort. In this short time they arranged their field pieces and small arms, and sent word back by our truce that if we got it we would have to take it.

I had captured a beautiful gun at Billy's Branch, with a few other things from the pickets, and was thinking of the hard tack and pickled pork that we expected to get inside of the fort. I had become used to such rations in 1856 58 during the Seminole Indian War, but when I saw that flag of truce start toward the fort, my heart was sick from disappointment, my stomach was somewhat so from hunger.

Our line of battle was formed on the south side of the fort. Our horses were out of range of the enemy's small arms, but in good play of their artillery, A large shell exploded very near me, and part of it was buried in the dirt within a few feet of where I was standing. I got it out of the dirt and took it back on the long, hungry march home to show to my sweetheart and relatives.

All day and until night we were skirmishing and shooting at each other with but few casualties. Night came on and we had nothing to eat. We killed some beef, broiled and burned it to a crisp, and ate it without salt.

Another consultation of officers was held, and Major Footman thought best to abandon the siege. So late at night we started our long, weary march back to our former quarters, a distance of one hundred and seventy five miles, with but a scant supply of horse feed or rations. Some of our boys ate palmetto buds on that memorable return trip

After the war I became well acquainted with one of the pickets captured at Billy's Branch. He was a very pious man. I enjoyed religious services with him frequently, but he has long since gone to his reward. I never joked him about his capture at Billy's Branch.

It is all over now. I surrendered my musket to the Federal officer at Fort Brook, Tampa, Fla., in May, 1865. Since then I have marched side by side in parade with the gray and the blue. Let us continue these peaceful marches until we "cross over the river to rest under the shade of the trees."

CONFEDERATES BURIED AT SHEPHERDSTOWN. James P. Wintermyre, of Shepherdstown, W. Va., corrects the statement appearing in the VETERAN last May, page 252, by Capt. Charles C. Doten that Gen. George B., Anderson died on the field of Antietam and was there buried, and that John Murray Atwood, of the 20th Massachusetts Regiment, had removed a plain gold ring from his finger. He says that General Anderson was slightly wounded in the foot at Antietam and was removed to Shepherdstown, where he died. Gen. John B. Gordon also was wounded in that battle and was taken to Shepherdstown.

Mr. Wintermyre sends a list of Confederates buried in Elmwood Cemetery at Shepherdstown, thinking some of their people would like to know of it. Of the known dead there are about one hundred and six, and about one hundred and seventy of the unknown. A monument was erected by the Southern Soldiers' Memorial Association of Shepherdstown in 1870. The list follows:

Col. William Monagan, 6th Louisiana Regiment. Captains: Redman Burke, R. Grigsby, Company A, 8th Louisiana, R. E. Clayton, Company F, 2d Mississippi, D. Wallack, 22d Georgia, R. W. Cotton, 1st Texas, Lee, South Carolina, H. J. Smith, Company D, Hampton's Legion. Lieutenants: W. H. Harvin, Company F, 21st Virginia, C.T. Lyon, Company H, 48111 Virginia, C. Wilson, Andrew J. Williams, Company K, 3d North Carolina, H. W. Boyd, Company C, 5th Texas, James A. Beasley, 9th Virginia Cavalry, John James, 17th Mississippi, Williams, Black Horse Artillery, Charles Davenport, Charleston, S. C. Dr. W. T. Parran, Terry's Brigade, Pickett's Division. Sergeant Major Anderson, 5th Florida. Sergts. J. Harlan and S. Jones. Corp. M. J. Fountain, 13th Georgia. Privates: William G. Overton, A. Misler, Company B, 52d North Carolina, J. Alien, Company K, 6th North Carolina, A. P. Wright, Company C, 21st Virginia, Patrick Finnelly, Georgia, B. Thomson, 2d North Carolina, J. W. Taylor, Jenkins's Cavalry, S. M. Gork, Company K, 8th Mississippi, Andrew Leopold, W. J. Newhall, Company K, 12th Alabama, D. S. Hood, Georgia, A. Riggs, Company F, 4th Texas, J. Gordon, Company F, 48th North Carolina, W. D. Pattern, Company C, 1st North Carolina, Addison Reinhart, Company B, 20th North Carolina, F, L. Witherspoon, North Carolina, J. E. Edwards, Company F, 2d North Carolina, W. Ireland, Company C, 60th Georgia, W. A. Cook, Company G, 31st Georgia, William Eason, Company D, 2d North Carolina, William Howell, Company K, 19th Mississippi, W. H. Merser, Louisiana Guard Artillery, T. W. Hornbuckle, 13th North Carolina, J. Deakins, Union District, S. C., A. T. Vespot, C. Dove, Company C, 2d North Carolina, J. Robinson, Brooks's Artillery, S, W. Perry, Georgia, J. Bundy, 21st Mississippi, W. Vaughn, Irivin, Edward Hoey, Louisiana Guard Artillery, S. K. Ferrell, Georgia, J. H. Pratt, 30th Virginia, George L. Roup, 50th Virginia: J. Willis, Spottsylvania County, Va., D. T. Hood, 5th Alabama Artillery: F. M. Thompson, 1st Georgia, A. Kepley, Company I, 14th North Carolina, W. T. Smith, Company I, 22d Georgia, G. T. Warburton, Parks's Artillery, J, Newman Johnson, 1st Maryland, A. Waters, Company A, 8th Georgia, 1. T. Jones, 50th Georgia, G. W. Hoffler, 4th Texas, M. G. Maybin, 15th Georgia, M. B. Slaughter, 11th Louisiana, W. E. Slandiffer, 11th Georgia, A. Ratter, J. W. Elliott, Huntsville, Ala., W. H. McBride, Company C, 3d Georgia, E. P. Holliday, 5th North Carolina, R. P. Connell, Company I, 50th Georgia, William Jarbee, C. E. Eason, Company E, 33d North Carolina, J. B. Stone, J. M. McOwen, Company C, 12th Georgia, J. Reinhart, Company B, 59th North Carolina, William B. Daniels, Company C, 55th North Carolina, J. Tucker, 21st Georgia, M. Banks, Hampton's Legion, C. R. Rogers, South Carolina, H. Spohr, 9th Georgia, J. Lee, W. C. Ross, O. Tew, 2d North Carolina, John McKee, 2d South Carolina, Rev. E. L. Marsh, 31st Georgia, E. D. Burbank, 26th Georgia, J. C. Agnew, 5th South Carolina, T. J, Garvin, 2d South Carolina Rifles, J. A. Ogletree, Company I, 13th Georgia, S. Ganty, Company D, 16th South Carolina, J. B. Feamster, 11th Mississippi, John Gay, 31st Georgia, John Williams, Rockbridge Artillery, F. G. Thomson, Company K, 5th North Carolina, N. L. Farnham, Company D, 5th Florida, Eli Porter, North Carolina, T. J. Grim, 1st South Carolina, Collens Miller, White's Battalion, George W. Harris, Company F, 1st Virginia Cavalry, John N. Gageby, Company B, 1st Virginia Cavalry,, Joseph E. Yontz, Company B, 2d Virginia, Stonewall Brigade. The four last named were from Shepherdstown.

A comrade writes from Stockton, Ala.: "I am now sixty six years of age. My health is bad, and I have decided it is best to stop my subscription to the VETERAN. I greatly appreciate it, but on account of failing health will ask its discontinuance."

SINGULAR MEETING OF TWO OLD VETERANS.

The Tampa (Fla.) Tribune prints a remarkable yet very reasonable story from Zephyr Hills, a new colony town in Florida, concerning two veterans who battered each other with their muskets at Malvern Hill in the battle there. The veterans were William H. Hopkins, who was in a New York regiment, and Samuel Stafford, who was in the 5th Florida.

The story goes on to say that at Malvern Hill, Va., the Union forces charged an intrenched line of Confederates, and a fierce and bloody hand to hand fight took place. The two men, now grizzled and old, were boys. They met face to face, hand to hand, gun to gun, and saw each other well. Both had emptied their rifles into the ranks Of their respective foes, and with clubbed guns they attacked each other, each demanding surrender. Neither would yield, and they fought with the fierceness of youth and the determination of brave men, each of whom had faith in the righteousness of the cause for which he struggled. Hopkins dealt Stafford a heavy blow with the butt of his gun on the head, and at the same instant Stafford had brought the butt of his gun crashing upon the head of Hopkins, the hammer striking his eye, and both fell. Stafford arose in a very short time, dazed and terribly hurt, but the attack had failed, and the Union troops, defeated, had fled, or those who were able to flee and were not captured. Hopkins lay upon the earth unconscious, apparently dead, and became a prisoner. A bullet had struck his head, inflicting a most dangerous wound, while the blow of Stafford had fractured his skull. The Confederate boy looked down upon the still form of his enemy, who was covered with blood and gave no sign of life, and his humane heart stood still in horror. He began to weep over his enemy, and undertook to wash the blood from his face. An officer asked him what he was crying about, and he said: "I have killed a man. I did not know him. Why should I kill him ?"

It was nearly three months before Hopkins himself knew that he was alive, before he recovered consciousness. The sight of his right eye was gone. The blow he struck Stafford resulted in the destruction of his right eye. Neither saw the other after that fight until now. These two old men, each having but one eye, met by chance. Stafford lives within the bounds of the colony, Hopkins is a colonist. When chance led them to the same group near colony headquarters, they greeted each other casually as strangers, then each took a second look and a third. Each being struck by the similarity of their mutually unfortunate state, they looked upon each other with growing interest. Stafford said: "I seem to remember you. I wonder if we ever met before?"

Hopkins answered: "As soon as I saw you I thought I ought to know, but I do not, I guess. My name is Hopkins."

My name is Stafford. I live just over yonder. I lost my eye in a fight at Malvern Hill. How did you lose yours? Was it in the war? Were you wounded?

Yes,

Hopkins responded in surprise. "I was struck on the head by a Reb at Malvern Hill when we charged their intrenchment. Well, that was the man you remind me of."

You are the Yankee who refused to surrender and knocked me on the head with the butt of your gun, I believe,

said Stafford, and when each told the details of the fight, it became evident that these gray haired men were the boys who fought so terribly in battle hand to hand that day at Malvern Hill. And each battered the other to the destruction of his right eye.

F. G. Yeatts, of Pizarro, Va., desires to hear from any of the engineer corps of the 54th Tennessee Regiment, and inquires especially for William A. Yeatts, of that command.

CONCERNING BATTLE OF GETTYSBURG.

BY JOHN PURIFOY, MONTGOMERY, ALA.

I read the article of Comrade June Kimble, of Eastland, Tex., in the October VETERAN with a great deal of interest. It doubtless presents the facts as they are. The "War Records" fully sustain Comrade Kimble's recollection of the part that Heth's Division took in the memorable charge, generally designated as Pickett's, on the third day of that great battle. Most all writers of the present day in referring to this charge call it "Pickett's charge," forgetting that other troops than Pickett's are entitled to honor.

General Lee in his report of that assault states: "About I P.M. at a given signal a heavy cannonade was opened and continued for about two hours with marked effect upon the enemy. His batteries replied vigorously at first, but toward the close their fire slackened perceptibly, and General Longstreet ordered forward the column of attack, consisting of Pickett's and Heth's Divisions in two lines, Pickett on the right. Wilcox's Brigade marched in rear of Pickett's right to guard that flank, and Heth's Division was supported by Lane's and Scales's Brigades under Trimble."

Gen. A. P. Hill, of whose corps Heth's Division formed a part, states: "The assault was then gallantly made, Heth's Division and Trimble's two brigades on the left of Pickett."

There is glory enough for all,

and credit should not be wholly assumed by any single body of troops in that memorable battle. It is perfectly natural that our gallant comrades who so nobly touched elbows in that noted charge should feel piqued at the frequency of the mention of that grand charge as Pickett's. General Pickett's division performed its part nobly, and the writer would not say aught to detract from the honors justly due our gallant comrades composing that division.

Comrade Kimble says: "We had arrived in sight of the Virginia Bluffs, a half or three quarters of a mile away, when General Hill ordered two pieces of artillery planted on the bluff to open fire on the enemy. The boom of the first gun, the shriek of the shell high over our heads from a friendly direction, the bursting of the shells in the enemy's line, followed rapidly by other shots, stopped their advance. To this little band, so seriously pressed and overcome with fatigue, the sound of these guns was to us the sweetest music that ever fell upon our ears."

Did General Hill order the artillery fired? Were there but two guns planted on that bluff?

General Pendleton states: "After crossing the Potomac, Carter's guns were placed in position on the hill just below the bridge and some of Garnett's on that just above. Lane's 20 pound Parrotts were also posted some distance farther down and Hurt's Whitworths higher up, all to repel an expected advance of the enemy."

Lieut. Col, Thomas H. Carter's report states: "My whole battalion took position at Falling Waters to cover the crossing on the pontoon bridge. A few rounds were fired at the enemy's line of sharpshooters as they attempted to press our skirmishers approaching the bridge. The pursuit was checked without further difficulty."

The Jeff Davis artillery of Alabamians (W. J. Reese's battery) was a part of Colonel Carter's battalion, and were placed in position on the bluff, immediately over the pontoon bridge, to the south of the pike, which position gave it range of the approaches to the bridge from the Maryland side. We had crossed early in the morning and went immediately into position. The recollection of the writer is that the first volley from that artillery crowned bluff was from at least twenty guns, which deterred a mass of the enemy from approaching in sight on the Maryland bluff. After the first volley, Reese's Battery of three inch rifle guns fired several shots at the enemy's skirmishers. It was clear to us who manned the guns on that bluff that the enemy could not have reasonably placed a battery in position in sight on the opposite bluff. Another fact is that our great chieftain, R. E. Lee, held a position on the point occupied by Reese's Battery, and even while his tired subordinates, wet and mud begrimed, having been in motion the entire night during a drenching rain, slept upon the wet ground he kept an ever watchful eye on every movement of his own and that of the troops of the enemy. Archer's Brigade might have fired the first gun in the battle at Gettysburg, but this writer is inclined to doubt the statement that it fired the last. When Reese's Battery ceased firing, the bridge had been cut loose from the Maryland side and had swung around to the Virginia side, and comparative quiet reigned. During its firing it had been subjected to the fire of the enemy's skirmishers as well as the fire of artillery coming from a point not in sight. Probably Comrade Kimble means that Archer's Brigade was the last to fire a gun north of the Potomac.

It is a source of satisfaction and pride to this writer that he was a humble integer composing that grand body of men known as the Army of Northern Virginia and commanded by that prince of men of whom Senator Ben Hill has said: "When the future historian comes to survey the character of Robert Edward Lee, he will find it rising like a huge mountain above the undulating plain of humanity, and must lift his eyes high toward heaven to catch its summit."

I am proud of the fact that I can say when my comrades were sorely pressed I was one of those who helped to make music which was to them "the sweetest music that ever fell upon their ears." "There is glory enough for all." Let us be just with each other and not forget the part that our comrades who touched elbows with us in danger took in warding it off. The spirit shown by Comrade Kimble's article leads the writer to conclude he will not object to just corrections.

In a personal letter Comrade Purifoy adds: "Carter's Battalion was a part of Ewell's Corps, and was attached to R. E. Rodes's division, which aided in driving the Federals from the lower valley, and after resting a few days near Williamsport led the advance into Pennsylvania, reaching Carlisle on the 12th of June. On the 29th or 30th it took up its line of march toward Gettysburg and Cashtown, being the first of Ewell's troops to reach the field, after double quicking for quite a distance, on that hot July day. It immediately rushed into action, as our comrades of Hill's Corps were being sorely pressed by overwhelming numbers. By a peculiar coincidence we encountered the 11th Federal Corps (Howard's), the same that we had surprised and routed in the early spring before under our commander, Stonewall Jackson, at Chancellorsville."

RECORDS OF CONFEDERATE COMPANIES. Dr. John Cunningham, of Ravena, Texä has written a most interesting sketch of his old company, G, 4th Texas Infantry, and the regimental officers. The list gives the names of all the members of the company and many interesting personal reminiscences. Such sketches ought to be written by every comrade who can do so, and the generations of those veterans should preserve the records diligently. If two or three or even more comrades would unite in this work, they could accomplish much more than each working by himself.

W. H. Cely, of Greenville, S. C., makes inquiry for Robert Gavin, of Texas, whom he knew as a soldier in Virginia.

BY GEN. H. T. DOUGLAS, 165 BROADWAY, NEW YORK.

The articles in the December VETERAN about the monument to Hood's Brigade erected at Austin, Tex., and the glory of that brigade recall recollections of the brigade and its brilliant commander that I submit for publication, lest in the rapid depletion of our ranks they go unrecorded.

General Hood reported to Gen. John Bankhead Magruder, commanding the Army of the Peninsula at Yorktown, after the battle of Bethel. His rank was that of Lieutenant of Cavalry in the C. S. A. General Magruder gave him the provisional rank of major and placed him in command of the small body of cavalry in his army, consisting of the Old Dominion Company, commanded by Jeff Phillips, the Charles City Troop, commanded by Robert Douthart, and the New Kent Troop, commanded by Telemachus Taylor.

We messed in Yorktown. The members of the mess were George W. Randolph, afterwards Secretary of War, I. M, St. John, afterwards Commissary General, R. Kidder Meade, who died before he had risen to the high rank to which he would unquestionably have risen had he lived, J. Thompson Brown, afterwards Colonel 1st Regiment Artillery, Army of Northern Virginia, killed in action, John B. Hood, and the writer. It was our custom after mess to discuss all sorts of war matters. Some of the younger members of the mess were apprehensive lest the war end before they could get to take part in a great battle. One day General Hood, after listening to the discussions, stated with emphasis that in his opinion we need have no apprehension about not getting into a battle, that the war would be long and bloody, and some of the youngest officers would be the most distinguished men in the army before it was over. He was then thirty. Surely he was prophetic.

Hood was made colonel of the 4th Texas, and after that the Texas Brigade was organized, and, as I remember, consisted of the 1st, 4th, and 5th Texas, the 8th Georgia, and Manning's 3d Arkansas Regiment. After Wigfall, Hood was made brigade commander. Their first action as a brigade was at Eltham, on the retreat of General Johnston's army from Yorktown, where they were commanded by W. H. C. Whiting. They greatly distinguished themselves in this action, as they did on every field after that time.

In the battle of Gaines's Mill (first Cold Harbor) the writer was attached to the light division, commanded by that glorious and brilliant soldier, A. P. Hill, and occupied the center of the Confederate line, with Jackson on the left and Longstreet on the right. We opened the fight. The first brigade put in action was commanded by Gen. Maxey Gregg, of South Carolina, killed at Fredericksburg. The fight was a very hot one, and as we moved steadily forward (eastwardly) we came in front of the enemy on Turkey Hill, occupied by Fitz John Porter's corps of McClellan's army. The division immediately in front was commanded by General Reynolds, whom we captured, afterwards a distinguished officer in the Federal army and killed at Gettysburg.

The position occupied by the Federal troops was a very strong one. It was a wooded bluff commanding a field over which our troops had to move, and consisted of three lines of infantry at intervals on the face of the bluff, behind logs which had been placed in position, and with twenty guns on top of the bluff supported by infantry. Two of the best brigades of A. P. Hill's division, Render's and Field's, had failed to carry the enemy's position, and were lying down under the terrific fire of infantry and artillery. From the enemy's position they could not go forward, they did not go backward.
While resting and gathering strength for a renewed attack, Hood's brigade of Whiting's division appeared on the left of our line. Hood in command, lapping over the left of A. P. Hill's division. A. P. Hill and Hood, both West Pointers, examined the enemy's line in front of them, and Hill asked Hood if he could carry their position. I remember well Hood's appearance and his reply to A. P. Hill on that memorable occasion. Hood was tall (over six feet) and slim, with fair hair and beard and blue eyes, the embodiment of glorious manhood and splendid courage.

After looking steadily for a moment at the enemy's line, he replied: "I don't know whether I can or not, but I will try." Moving along the front of his line, he ordered the men to drop knapsacks and blankets and told them what was expected of them and that he would lead them. He ordered the men not to fire a shot until he gave the command, and, placing himself at their head, the line moved forward. The brigade had to pass through a field, over ground sloping slightly eastwardly toward the enemy, over a ditch and a narrow meadow, and a second ditch at the foot of the bluff occupied by the enemy.

This splendid body of that invincible infantry of the Army of Northern Virginia, led by the gallant Hood, moved forward with unwavering step while shot and shell tore through their ranks, dressing always to the colors as men went down, until the ditch near the foot of the bluff had been reached. Then, halting for a moment, there rang out the glorious voice of their commander with the order to fire. They delivered one volley, and then charged with the bayonet, driving the enemy from every position, capturing their guns, which were turned upon the retreating foe then massed in confusion on the plains of Turkey Hill on the top of the bluff. The slaughter was fearful. The enemy's dead and wounded covered the ground. Lieutenant Colonel Marshall and the gallant young Maj. Bradfute Warwick, of the Texas brigade, and Bob Wheat, of Louisiana, were killed in this charge. Hood was splendidly seconded and supported by A. P. Hill's brigades in this attack, sharing in their losses, and in the glory of this magnificent success. The enemy was driven from every position and the battle of Gaines's Mill was won. Stonewall Jackson in riding over that part of the field on the day succeeding the battle asked what troops had carried that position, and when told, said that they were "soldiers indeed."
The history of Hood's Texas Brigade after Gaines's Mill was the history of the Army of Northern Virginia. No correct history of that great army could be written without recounting the deeds of the men of the Texas Brigade who won with it the fame which will never die, and no commander was more trusted by that great soldier, Gen. Robert E. Lee, than John B. Hood.

Maimed and shattered when the war was over, with one arm resected and one leg left on the field of Chickamauga, he lived and died in New Orleans, honored and beloved by all who knew him. As one who knew him intimately and admired his splendid courage and that of his gallant brigade, I offer this tribute to men whose conduct on every field was not excelled by any in the history of that war which has left its imprint upon the pages of history, of which the American people, whether they wore the gray or the blue, may be justly proud.

AUTHOR OF THE FOREGOING.

Responding to a request by the VETERAN for personal reminiscences, the author gave interesting data. He is Henry T. Douglas, of Virginia, and was a lieutenant of engineers and served in the early part of the war on the staff of Gen. John Bankhead Magruder, commanding the Army of the Peninsula. His comrades on the staff were Col. Andrew G. Dickinson, Maj. Henry Bryan, Lieut. Col. E. P. Turner, Capts. Willie Alston, George A. Magruder, Henry Pendleton, Maj. Eugene Pendleton, Maj. Allen Magruder, Capt. Hugh R. Stanard, Maj. Benjamin Bloomfield, and for a time Majs. (afterwards Brigadier Generals) Brent, John M. Jones, and Cosby, Capt. I. M. St. John (afterwards Commissary General), and Capt. R. Kidder Meade. He was in the battle of Bethel.

In connection with the request he wrote: "After our army retired from the peninsula under Gen. Joseph E. Johnston (General Johnston's 'Narrative' refers to me as the engineer officer of General Magruder's staff, relative to the loss of intrenching tools, etc., which General Johnston had been accused of losing because of undue haste in removing his supplies an unwarranted charge), I was detached from General Magruder's staff and assigned by Gen. Robert E. Lee to the construction of defenses at Chafin's Bluff, the right flank of the Army of Northern Virginia, on the north bank of the James River.

After completing these defenses, and after the battle of Seven Pines, where General Johnston was dangerously wounded and General Lee assumed command of the Army of Northern Virginia, I was promoted captain of engineers and assigned by General Lee as chief engineer of the light division, the left flank of his army, commanded by Maj. Gen. Ambrose P. Hill. I served with General Hill during the Seven Days' Battle around Richmond. On General Hill's recommendation I was promoted major of engineers.

When General Lee's army moved from east of and below Richmond, resulting in his campaign against Pope, a board of engineer officers was appointed by order of General Lee to prepare a plan for the defense of Richmond. The board, appointed by the Confederate Secretary of War, consisted of Col. William Proctor Smith, Lieutenant Colonel Collins, and Maj. H. T. Douglas, Corps of Engineers. The plan was prepared, and after it had received the approval of General Lee I was.designated to construct the defenses. I was engaged on thiswork about one year, constructing what was known as the 'intermediate line,' which was occupied by our troops when General Grant commanded the Army of the Potomac. This line north of the James River extended from Chafin's Bluff northwestwardly around Richmond to the James River, resting on the north bank of the river on the property of Col. .Joseph Carrington, above Richmond. It also extended south of the James River, from Drury's Bluff northwestwardly to the line of the Richmond and Danville Railroad.
While engaged on this defensive line I was promoted lieutenant colonel of engineers and assigned to the Trans Mississippi Department with Gen. E. Kirby Smith, and was chief engineer of that department on General Smith's staff until the war closed. I was promoted colonel of engineers by order issued by General Smith after the Arkansas campaign against Steel, ending in the battle of Saline Ferry. I was paroled at Galveston, Tex., by Gen. Gordon Granger, U. S. A. This ended my career in the C. S. A.My comrades on Gen. Kirby Smith's staff were Brig,. Gen. William R. Boggs, Col. Sam Anderson, Col. Thomas G. Rhett, Lieut. Col. Wright Schaumburg, Lieut. Col. Edward Cunningham, Maj. Paul B. Leeds, Maj. William A. Freret, Capt. John G. Meem, Captain Kirby, Maj. N. S. Hill, and others. Capt. Hugh T. Douglas was one of my assistants while serving with Gen. A. P. Hill. I served on the staff of Gen. Gustavus W. Smith when he commanded the Department of Virginia and North Carolina and while engaged in constructing the defense of Richmond.

When the Spanish American War began I was appointed by President McKinley a brigadier general of volunteers, U. S. A., and assigned to the 7th Army Corps, commanded by Gen. Fitzhugh Lee. I reported to General Lee at Jacksonville, Fla., and was assigned to the command of a brigade in the 2d division, commanded by Gen. Abram K. Arnold. We moved to Savannah, and from Savannah to Cuba, where we established Camp Columbia, below Havana, and where we remained, performing various duties until finally ordered home and disbanded. My brigade in Cuba consisted of the 4th Illinois (Colonel Swift), 9th Illinois (Colonel Campbell), 2d South Carolina (Colonel Jones). While in Cuba I served in the division commanded by Maj. Gen. Keifer.

General Douglas is a member of the Association of the Army of Northern Virginia, of the Isaac R. Trimble Camp, Baltimore, and the Confederate Veteran Camp of New York.
G. F. McCauley writes from Vinson, Okla.: "I wish to correct a mistake appearing in the December VETERAN which stated that I belonged to the 3d Regiment Missouri Cavalry. It was Dr. A, C. Bennett who served in that command, while I was a member of Company H, 44th Mississippi Infantry, Tucker's Brigade, Army of Tennessee. Dr. Bennett and I wrote to the VETERAN and sent in the same envelope, and our correspondence got mixed. I was captured at Nashville on December 16, 1864, and kept in Camp Douglas Prison."
DECEASED MEMBERS OF ROBERT MCLAIN CAMP, 1469, U. C. V.

(List furnished by Adjt. J. P. May, of Quitman, Miss.) P. P. Culpepper, C, 40th Alabama Infantry, W. E. Britton, I, 36th Alabama, W. O. Boney, B, 2d Kentucky Cavalry, T. J. Davis, K, 30th Virginia Infantry, A. A. Zachary, Roswell's Georgia Battery, Maj. S. H. Terrall, 37th Regiment, Reuben Taylor, K, 21st Alabama, R. J, Fletcher, Orr's South Carolina Rifles. The others belonged to Mississippi commands,

T. C. James, D, 14th, M. J. Snowden, B, 37th, J, C. Hargrove, A, 14th, Wesley Mayo, F, 37th, J. D. Stroud, G, 13th, G. B. McNeill, E, 37th, James Williams, E, 7th Battalion, Capt. C. C. Ferrill, B, 37th, R. C. Rogers, E, 8th, H. G. Priester, B, 8th, J. C. Watts, State Troops, Daniel Shotts, G, 13th, Nathan Herring, E, 37th, B,en W. Davis, C, 37th, W. W. McLeod, A, 14th, G. W. McRea, F, 37th, Steve Pool, E, 37th, W. T. King, D, 14th, James McGee, D, 37th, J. W. White, B, 37th, G. W. Ivey, D, 8th, J. S. Thompson, D, 14th, Joe Ivey, B, 37th, S. H. Robinson, D, 8th.

DEATHS IN CAMP JAMES ADAMS, AUSTIN, ARK.

Names of those who have died while members of Camp James Adams, No. 1036, since its organization, June 10, 1897, given by T. J. Young, Adjutant. (The dates of death of several are not given in the list. Ed.)

D. H. Jackson, 37th Ark. Inft. F. M. Sims, Co. A, 5th Ark. Inft., Feb. 25, 1908.

B. F. Grammer, Co. B., 36th Ark. Inft.

W. J. Lawrence, Co. B, 2d N. C. Reserves, Nov.11

B. C. Powell, Co. F, 15th Tenn. Cav., March 19, 1898.

R. F. Thurman, Co. B, 10th Ark. Inft., June 25, 1905

J. M. Gateley, Co, A, 47th Ark. Cav., Sept. 2, 1908.

Grandison Apple, Co. I, 25th Ark. Inft., March 22, 1907.

M. G. Apple, Co. K, 36th Ark. Inft, 1910.

Capt. D. W. Bizzell, Co. I, 3d Ark. Cav.

G. W. Bland, Co. B, 4th Ark. Inf.

J. R. Reed, Co. A, 10th Ark. Cav., Jan. 28, 1909.

W. J. Hall, Co. F, 14th Tenn. Cav.

S. P. Ballard, Co. I, 27th Tenn. Inft., August 31, 1900,

W. H. Harris, Co. B, S. C. Reserve Infantry.

W. J. Moyer, Co. B, 7th Ark. Inft.

G. W. Harkins, Co. A, 47th Ark. Cav.

W. A. Beaver, Co. B, 4th N. C. Inft.

Joseph Ringold, Co. D, 2d Tenn. Inft., Sept., 1899,

W. H. Carpenter, Co. E, Forrest's Regt. Tenn. Cav.

G. W. Warren, Co. I, 5th Ark. Inft.

C. C. Green, Co. C, 36th Ark. Inft., Dec. 30, 1906.

J. V. Choat, 17th S. C. Inft.

E. N. Davis, Co. K, 36th Ark. Inft., December, 1902.

A. N. R. Tygart, Co. F, 47th Ark. Cav.

Edwin Padgett, Co. D, 55th N. C. Inft., Nov. 16, 1907.

W. W. Brown, Co. A, 2d La. Inft., May 17, 1901.

John L. Haney, Co. B, 4th Ark. Inft.

C. T. Perry, Co. K, 47th Ark. Inft., 1904.

P. C. Pearson, Co. I, 6th Ala. Inft.

D. W. Lemay, Co. A, 17th Ark. Inft., July 22, 1907.

G. W. Ringold, Co. H, 7th Tenn. Inft., July 23, 1905.

T. L. Boyd, Co. H, 16th Miss. Inft., Jan. 1, 1899.

E. W. South, Co. E, 12th Ala. Inft.

J. A. Everett, Cobbell's Brigade, Sept. 2, 1908.

Capt. W. F. Gibson, Co. I, 8th Ark. Inft., May 25, 1907.

D. B. Locklar, 3d Ala. Inft.

D. J. Perry, 46th Tenn. Inft., Nov. 4, 1906.

Capt. J. G. Adams, Company I, 25th Arkansas Infantry, for whom this Camp was named, died January 2, 1903.

William Perrine Larew answered the last roll call October 6, 1910. The CONFEDERATE VETERAN was a regular and welcome visitor in his home, and the only request his family remember him to have made was that his name should appear in the "Last Roll." The VETERAN is grateful in compliance.

Mr. Larew was born in Mason County, Ky., July 28, 1843, and enlisted in the Confederate service at Maysville, Ky., September 9, 1863, He was with the command of Gen. John H. Morgan, and belonged to the 3d Kentucky (or Gano's) Regiment, later the 7th Kentucky, and he belonged to Company F, under Capt. N. A. Umber. He was first corporal and afterwards made sergeant, and was constantly on the firing line and in active service. He surrendered at Jacksonville, Ala., May 19,1865.

Mr. Larew resided in Maysville until 1885, when he moved to St. Louis and engaged in the practice of law as long as his health would admit. He married Miss Lide S. Shackelford, of Mays Lick, Kyä and is survived by his wife and four children. A Southerner born and bred, he deservedly wore "that grand old name of gentleman." Only those who were fortunate enough to get in close touch with him knew "that best portion of a good man's life his little nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love." He never turned his back, but marched breast forward.

COL. THOMAS B. ROY.

Thomas Benton Roy died in Berlin, Germany, on November 20, 1910, aged seventy two years. He was a native of Warren County, Va. In April, 1861, he enlisted in the Warren Rifles, which was afterwards Company. B, 17th Virginia Infantry. At Manassas he was detailed as clerk in General Beauregard's office, and with that officer was transferred to the Western Army in February, 1862. At Shiloh he rode with the staff, though having no commission. Soon after General Hardee applied to Beauregard for a trained adjutant general, and young Roy was recommended and commissioned captain as assistant adjutant general and assigned to General Hardee's staff. His superior ability was immediately recognized, and he was speedily promoted to major and chief of staff. Later he was advanced to lieutenant colonel and then to colonel. Upon General Hood's accession to the command of the army Colonel Roy was offered the position of chief of General Hood's staff with the rank of brigadier general, but Colonel Roy preferred to remain with General Hardee. Upon one occasion he was bearer of important dispatches to the War Department. Arriving in Richmond, he was given an audience with the Chief Executive of the Confederacy, who naturally inquired concerning affairs of the Western Army. Colonel Roy's clear and succinct portrayal and intelligent understanding of the situation so impressed the Confederate President as to receive his commendation.

From a letter of Maj. George A. Williams, of New Orleans, the following is copied: "After the war he went to Selma, Ala., where, while editing the Selma Messenger, he qualified for the bar. He then married Sallie, the second daughter of General Hardee. He became junior partner in the law firm of Brooks, Haralson & Roy, and at once took high rank and became one of the leading lawyers of his State. The late Senator John T. Morgan said: I consider him the brightest of the young men at the Alabama bar.' His professional career was cut short on the threshold. A failure in the sense of hearing obliged him to forego his cherished ambition and condemned him to a life of inactivity. For the purpose of educating an adopted daughter, they removed to France and then to Germany, whence they never returned to America. Here was a man whose life was a beautiful outgrowth of our best traditions, a development of the cherished ideals of our fathers. He was a fluent writer, a brilliant conversationalist, and all his expressions were flavored with a chaste, even classic, humor. He was of judicial temperament, of charming personality, altogether an admirable, lovable man, of whom his family and people may well be proud."

Trying A. Buck, of Front Royal, Va., writes: "No braver or more accomplished soldier ever followed the Confederate or any other flag, and in his death has passed one of Warren County's most distinguished sons."

M. A. THIMBLE.

M. A. Trimble, of Fayetteville, W. Va., died suddenly on November 27, 1910, of heart failure. He was born at Deepwater, W. Va., seventy two years ago, and had practically spent his life in that community, removing to Fayetteville a
few years ago and engaging in business as one of the firm of Dickinson & Trimble. He served the Confederacy faithfully during the war, and since had been one of the best citizens of the State, scrupulously honest and obliging. He was a steadfast Church member and loyal in his political beliefs. His wife survives him.

DR. S. C. GHOLSON.

Dr. S. C. Gholson was born in Virginia in 1828, and died of paralysis in Holly Springs, Miss., in January, 1910, leaving a name honored and beloved by the community in which he had lived and labored through so many years.

After exceptionally fine educational advantages, he received in 1851 his medical degree at Hampden Sidney College, Va. Beginning in 1852, he continued for two years his studies in Paris, France. He then opened an office in Cincinnati, Ohio, but in 1855 he came to Holly Springs, Miss., where he was married to Miss Mary Caruthers and located in the town. He soon rose to a leading place in his profession, winning by his urbane manner, combined with superior skill, the esteem and good will of all who met him.

In 1861, at the first call for volunteers, Dr. Gholson joined the Home Guards, and on reaching Pensacola, Fla., was made surgeon of the 9th Mississippi Regiment. A year later he had charge of military hospitals in Holly Springs. When these were removed, in response to a petition of citizens he was detailed to remain in Holly Springs, with meager remuneration, caring for the families of absent soldiers, there being no other physician in this town where only women, children, and helpless old men were left.

Retiring from active practice as old age approached, so unerring was his judgment that he was called into consultation in almost every critical case. The going of a man so good, so superior in all desirable endowments of mind and heart and action deserves more than a passing notice. His friends are found in different States, and all unite in holding his memory in veneration.

(From Mrs. Rosa B. Taylor, Holly Springs, Miss., who regrets delay of notice and states that "in every sense of the word he was a rare man.")

CAPTAIN JAMES HOUSTON JOHNSON

Captain Johnston was born in Savannah, Ga., November 14, 1831, and died there December 8, 1910. At the time of his death he was the oldest surviving member of the Georgia Hussars, having been for fifty seven years on the rolls of that command. At the outbreak of the Civil War he attached himself to the Chatham Artillery, with which company he actively served until transferred to the signal corps. Throughout a long life he was a faithful Confederate.

Well might the Savannah Morning News of December 9 say of him: "In the death of Capt. James H. Johnston Savannah loses one more old landmark. Few citizens of Savannah have been more intimately and prominently bound up with the social and business life of the city than he was. For two generations he was a familiar and honored member of all that was best in the various institutions of his home city, and for nearly fourscore years he was respected and loved. Captain Johnston was a gentleman of the South of the old school. This is a trite expression, but it means a good deal when it can be said truthfully and without reserve: 'No man need ask for higher praise.' Sorrow caused by the passing away of such a man is tempered by the priceless legacy of a well spent life and an honored name."

When Captain Johnston's death was announced, the flags of the City Hall, the Cotton Exchange, the Hussars Armory, the Chatham Artillery, and the Confederate Veterans' Hall were placed at half mast.

CAPT. W. S. ESKRIDGE.

Capt. William Scott Eskridge died at his home, near Charleston, Miss., on November 19, 1910. He had been a citizen of that community for more than fifty years. As a lawyer he took high rank, was a close student, and took great interest in the affairs of his State, having represented his county in the Legislature and had been a member of the State Constitutional Convention of 1890. He raised two companies for the Confederate service, and was ever loyal to the principles for which he fought. He was a strict Church member.
NAPOLEON P. BOWYER.

N. P. Bowyer, a native of Fayette County, Va. (now West Virginia), died in Lakeland, Fla., just before Christmas. He was born in August, 1832, and when eighteen years of age he crossed the plains to California. The four months' journey at that period was very much like soldiering in the war. He did not remain West a great while, but returned to his native county, and was soon elected sheriff. After serving out the term, he went West again, stopping in Texas, but returned to Virginia and promptly enlisted as a private in the 5th Virginia Cavalry. After a few months he was commissioned as lieutenant for valiant service. In 1862 his company was disbanded, and he then enlisted in the Jackson (N. C.) Rangers, being made second lieutenant of the company, which became G of the 10th Virginia Regiment. He was soon promoted to first lieutenant. He was in a hospital in Winchester after being wounded, and later, in 1864, his horse fell with him, and he suffered the fracture of a shoulder. Back in the service again, he had the good fortune "to bring in" forty two prisoners single handed. On the morning of April 9, 1865, he had in charge the remnant of the 10th Virginia Cavalry. His men were still skirmishing when a courier notified them that the army had surrendered.

After the war Comrade Bowyer went again to Texas, where he remained until 1886, when he removed to Lakeland, Fla., where he became a prominent citizen, serving several terms as Mayor, He is survived by three sons and a daughter. His wife died some years before.
DEATHS IN THE PRAIRIE GROVE (ARK.) CAMP. The Prairie Grove (Ark.) Camp, No. 384, lost the following members during 1910:

S. R. Crawford died on April 8 at the age of seventy four years. He was born in Washington County, Ark., and served in Gen. Stand Watie's Cherokee Brigade. He was an honored member of Camp No. 384.

LaFayette Brewster was born in Sevier County, Tenn., in 1838, and died November 4. He enlisted in Company B, 34th Arkansas Regiment, in July, 1862, and served continuously in the same company and regiment until the final surrender. He was a good soldier and a Christian. His wife and nine children are left to mourn his passing. The funeral was conducted by the Camp.

J. H, Marlar was a native of Tennessee, but when a small child his father moved to Arkansas and settled in Crawford County, where Comrade Marlar grew to manhood. He enlisted in the Confederate army in 1861, and served faithfully, surrendering with twenty two of his regiment in June, 1865. His death occurred on June 28. Surviving are his wife and three children. He was a charter member of Camp No. 384.
DECEASED MEMBERS OF ROBINSON SPRINGS CAMP, U. C. V.,

No. 396, GRAND VIEW, ALA.

(These have died since the organization, in 1893.)

Hall, Dr. Thomas D., 56th Ala. Cav., Dec. 27, 1894.

Yarbrough, L. J., 58th Ala. Cav., Aug. 28, 1895.

Jackson, C. M., General Gardner's staff, Aug. 11, 1897.

Smith, D. L., 40th Ala. Inft, Aug. 21, 1897.

Bibb, Peyton D., 30th Ala. Cav., Oct. 10, 1897.

Rowlin, Joseph T., 8th Ala. Cav., March 8, 1898.

Cobb, Calvin, October 2, 1898.

Zeigler, William, 3d Ala. Cav., Feb. 9, 1898.

Mitchell, Threet, January 1, 1900.

Myrick, Joseph B., 24th Ala. Inft., Jan. 20, 1900.

Graves, Thomas W., 53d Ala. Cav., July 6, 1900.

Dismukes, William H., 45th Ala. Inft., April 11, 1902.

Maull, J. Fox, Jeff Davis Art., Sept. 22, 1902.

Hughes, William S., C. S. Navy, March 6, 1903.

Rogers, Jonathan R., 58th Ala. Inft., Sept. 24, 1903.

Harris, William E., Carter's Va. Bat., Dec. 6, 1903.

Rives, John, 56th Ala. Cav., Dec. 13, 1903.

Faulk, W. R., April 2, 1904.

Hughes, William, Mechanical Dept., July 15, 1904.

Stead, T. A., August 10, 1905.

Robinson, Dr. Dudley, 3d Ala. Inft., Jan. 1, 1906.

Brown, George Wä Sample's Ala. Bat., Sept. 10, 1906.

Henderson, J. W., 56th Ala. Cav., Dec. 4, 1906.

Moore, David J., 7th Ala. Cav., Oct. 31, 1907.

Spiers, A. W., November 5, 1907.

Avercheat, E. L., 1st Ala. Inft., Dec. 26, 1907.

Ross, John A., 24th Ala. Inft., April 7, 1908.

Jones, John E., 45th Ala. Inft., July 7, 1909'

Zeigler, W. H., 21st Ala. Inft., May 12, 1909.

Stamp, James B., 3d Ala. Inft., Dec. 10, 1910.

Capt. W. D. Whetstone writes while sending the above: "We have already raised $350 for a memorial to the memory of the men who were in the war to members of this Camp."Confederate Veteran February 1911

FIRST FIGHT OF GUNBOATS WITH CAVALRY. (Data from Regimental History of North Carolina.) Col. W. H. Cheek, commander of the 9th North Carolina (the first cavalry), supplements General Barringer's sketch of the regiment, and, "first in order," he reports the attack of Company B upon gunboats on Roanoke River in the spring of 1862. The preservation of the railroad bridge at Weldon was of great importance, as it was the main link for supplies to the Army of Northern Virginia, so when the regiment was returning from Eastern North Carolina, Company B was detached for picket duty down the Roanoke, and especially to watch the approach of gunboats. Captain Whitaker, who owned a large plantation about thirty miles up the river, had gone to look after some important business, and Lieut. A. B. Andrews (now Colonel Andrews First Vice President of the Southern Railway) very skillfully attacked three gunboats from the bluffs and other favorable points along the river, and so punished them that they abandoned the expedition at Hampton and returned to Plymouth. This attacking of gunboats by cavalry was "the first of the kind that happened in our army." Lieutenant Andrews reported as follows to Colonel Cheek: "On the morning of July 9, 1862, a courier from Mr. Burroughs came to my camp soon after sunrise with a note stating that three gunboats had passed Jamesville, supposed to be on their way to Weldon to destroy the Seaboard and Roanoke Railroad bridge at that point, that bridge being on the main thoroughfare between General Lee's army and the South. (That was before the Piedmont road between Danville and Greensboro was built.) On reading the note I at once sounded 'boots and saddles,' and had my company of forty three men mounted, rode down the river, saw the boats coming up, and waited until they had passed the wharf at Williamstown going up toward Weldon. There was great excitement in the town. I asked some of the citizens to pilot me up the river, with a view of attacking the gunboats from different points along the river, leaving two couriers at Williamston to report to me in case the boats should turn back and land at Williamston.

Mr. S. W. Watts and a Mr. Williams went up the river with me. At Poplar Point, about ten miles from Williamston, I stationed Second Lieut. J. W. Peel with ten men dismounted, instructing him to fire upon the first boat, which was commanded by Lieutenant Flusser, of the United States navy, and as soon as he delivered his volley to at once remount his horses and report to me at Rainbow Banks, two miles below or east of Hamilton. Rainbow Banks was a bluff, afterwards fortified and called Fort Branch. I dismounted the men I had and arranged them along this bluff, taking position to the right of the company myself, and ordered the men not to fire until I had commenced firing my pistol, and then to fire as rapidly as possible, I waited until the front boat had gotten opposite me, and then commenced firing my pistol, and the forty one men began firing, reloading, and firing again as rapidly as possible. Lieutenant Flusser was on deck, and I have never seen a man display more bravery than he did in command of this fleet. Finally the front boat passed up and opened its stern gun upon us, so that I was compelled to fall back, and then went to another point higher up the river.

The men had had no breakfast, and it was nearly one o'clock in the day. I went to a farmhouse near by and procured what provisions they had, giving the men something to eat, and then proceeded to Hamilton.I waited until they started down the river again, and then undertook to harass them again at Rainbow Banks, but they placed a boat in position and shelled the banks until the other two had passed, which in turn commenced shelling the banks, so as to enable the first boat to pass. I attempted at other places to fire upon them, but they shelled the banks of the river all the way down, and it was impossible for us to get another opportunity to attack them. I followed them until about nine o'clock several miles below Williamston, then returned to Williamston.

I did not have a man hurt and lost no property, except one relay horse which I had left in a stable at Hamilton and which they took. Lieutenant Peel and all the men displayed great coolness and bravery."

The Fayetteville Observer gave an extended account of the fight at Jack's Shop on September 22, 1863, in which the statement appears: "It was here, while cheering on his men, that the gallant Captain Andrews fell, shot through the lungs. No braver or better man has fallen during this war. He was universally beloved by all. His wound, which was at first thought mortal, now gives hopes of his recovery."

Colonel Cheek in his account of the fight, after naming the circumstances under which Captain Andrews was shot, concludes: "The Old Guard of Napoleon never on any field of battle more illustrated the effect of discipline and the power of cool courage than did the 1st North Carolina Cavalry in this engagement near Jack's Shop."

In an additional sketch of the 63d North Carolina, the 5th Cavalry, Paul B. Means, of Company F, states: "Fighting gunboats with cavalry took place several times in our war. The first instance was the attack by Lieutenant Andrews, of the 1st North Carolina Cavalry. Lieut. Thomas Ruffin captured a gunboat on the Cheraw with a part of his company of the 55th North Carolina. Gen. Fitzhugh Lee fought gunboats with his cavalry at Kinnon's Landing, on the James, May 25, 1864, and Gen. N. B. Forrest did the same thing repeatedly in fact, captured and disabled several boats."