re with me throughout the whole of those trying times — friends who have always been true and soldiers who were tried by every test.
Whatever efficiency attended the operations entrusted to my conduct throughout the war, was due to their intelligence, courage and devotion.
Three of them sleep in their soldier's graves, and were in mercy spared the miseries of the subjugation against which they fought so nobly.
John Maury, my Aide-de-Camp, gave up his young life at Vicksburg, in 1863; Columbus Jackson, Inspector-General, soon followed him, and William E. Burnett, Chief of Artillery, fell in Spanish Fort, and was almost the last officer killed during the war.
D. W. Flowewee, Adjutant-General; John Gillespie, Ordnance Officer; Edmund Cummings, Inspector-General; Sylvester Nideleh, Surgeon; Dick Holland and John Mason, Aides-de-Camp, survived the dangers of those arduous campaigns, and are still manfully combatting the evils we fought together to avert from our people.
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