...eavy loss. By this time I had come up with the brigade. Buckland dispatched me immediately to order Crockett to fall back, but to continue fighting while retreating. As I proceeded on my way to Crockett -who, indeed, was a brave and daring officer — I met a lady of advanced age, in great distress. She was wringing her hands and crying: Oh, my son! Oh, my son! Save me and my poor s...