losely human hearts.
It is the wailing voice of afflicted love.
It is the sobbing outburst of the sorrow of bereavement coming up from so many homes and families, from so many kinsmen and friends; and with it comes the mournful lamentations of Virginia herself, the mother of us all, over the loss of so many of her bravest and best sons.
Of her generals Garnett is dead, Armistead is dying; and Kemper desperately wounded.
Of her colonels of regiments six are killed on the field, Hodges, Edmonds, Magruder, Williams, Patton, Allen, and Owen is dying and Stuart mortally wounded.
Three lieutenant-colonels are killed, Calcutt, Wade and Ellis.
Five colonels, Hunton, Terry, Garnett, Mayo and Aylett, are wounded.
Four lieutenant-colonels commanding regiments, Martin, Carrington, Otey and Richardson are wounded.
Of the whole compliment of field officers in fifteen regiments only one escaped unhurt, Lieutenant-Colonel Joseph C. Cabell.
The loss of company officers are in equal proporti