tions 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.
They were gallant soldiers in war, and have shown themselves good citizens in the peace vouchsafed to us. D. H. M.
The following farewell order was published to the troops who remained with me after the battle of Mobile:
headquarters Maury's division, Camp six miles east of Meridian, Mississippi, May 7, 1865.
Soldiers — Our last march is almost ended.
To-morrow we shall lay down the arms we have borne for four years to defend our rights, to win our liberties.
We know that w
el that carried the American pennant to these far-distant seas.
She was more than 10,000 miles from home, with no friendly port to steer to. She had swept the Pacific of her enemies, and now lay, surrounded by her trophies, in the quiet waters of an almost unfrequented island on the mighty ocean.
The Essex had just cast anchor, when a canoe shot out from the shore containing three white men—one an Englishman who had been there twenty years. The other two were Americans—one of them Midshipman John Maury, of the navy.
They informed Porter that a war was raging on the island between native tribes, and that, in order to obtain supplies, he would have to take part with the Taeehs, who dwelt in the valley that opened out upon the bay. Porter sent a message to the enemies of the Taeehs that he had a force sufficient to subdue the whole island, and that if they ventured into the valley of the Taeehs while he remained he would punish them severely.
He gave them permission to bring hogs an