hrough the war together.
I have done the best I could for you. My heart is too full to say more.
We all know the grand pathos of those simple words, of that slight tremble in his voice, and it was no shame on our manhood that something upon the soldier's cheek washed off the stains of powder; that our tears answered to those in the eyes of our grand old chieftain, and that we could only grasp the hand of Uncle Robert and pray, God help you, General.
His last order, issued that day, April 9, 1865, is historical, and I will not refer to it. I will only say, could anything be grander?
Thus our battle flags were furled forever, and we bade a long farewell to all quality, pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war.
Thus were the five companies of the Battalion of Washington Artillery tried, amidst the clangor of resounding arms, during the four years of active warfare, gaining for themselves the admiration not only of their own countrymen, but of the soldiers of the world— n
is oration before the veterans of the Army of the Potomac, at their last reunion, Major Maginnis gave an estimate of losses of this army, which we think can be shown to be greatly below the real figures, but we give his figures as a most eloquent tribute to the prowess of the Army of Northern Virginia, and the skill of our great commander:
He said: From May, 1861, to March, 1864, the losses of the Army of the Potomac were, in killed, 15,220; wounded, 65,850; captured, 31,378; in all, 112,448.
From May 1, 1864, to April 9, 1865, killed, 12,500; wounded, 69,500; captured or missing, 28,000; aggregate, 110,000.
From the beginning to the close of the war, killed, 27,720; wounded, 155,652; captured or missing, 59,378.
A grand aggregate of 242,750.
Added those who died of gunshot wounds, the number of men who lost their lives in action in the Army of the Potomac was 48,902, probably one-half of all who died from wounds on the field of battle in all the armies of the United States.