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Maj. Jed. Hotchkiss, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 3, Virginia (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 104 6 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 10. (ed. Frank Moore) 77 1 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 4. 70 4 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 27. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 53 3 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: The Opening Battles. Volume 1. 39 1 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 4. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 37 1 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. 31 1 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 12. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 29 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 9. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 25 1 Browse Search
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert 25 1 Browse Search
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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 14. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Annual reunion of Pegram Battalion Association in the Hall of House of Delegates, Richmond, Va., May 21st, 1886. (search)
erred to remain. The last few months of his life were inexpressibly saddened by the death of his noble brother, General John Pegram (who fell at the head of his division in February of 1865 on Hatcher's Run), but as the days grew darker and still, but towards noon everything had grown quiet, and old soldiers doubted whether there would be any general engagement. Pegram, utterly worn down with fatigue, was sleeping soundly among Ellett's guns on the right, when sudden, ripping volleys of mraise. Within thirty yards or less of the guns the dense columns of the enemy were staggering under their rapid fire. Pegram rode in speaking cheerily to the men, a sweet serenity on his boyish face, as he watched, when the smoke lifted for a mom Hollis' gun knocked down with his sponge staff the first Federal soldier who sprang upon the works. Small wonder that Pegram was first to fall. Pickett's and Ransom's men were lying down, by order, firing over the low curtain which they had hast