...llant a soldier as ever carried a gun into action, and next in command, the boy soldier, Willie Pegram, whom I had known and loved from his babyhood, and who in the beginning of the war, seemed like Minerva , to have sprung armed from the god-king of war. I do not unsex him in the simile, for with all the manliness of any man, he had all the gentleness and tenderness of a woman. As charged against King...