duty to report the casualties.
I did not report myself.
How is this?
asked Major Rion.
I told it was slight, and I did not want my wife to be unnecessarily alarmed.
Wounds, sir, are honorable to a soldier and his command.
A wound is any blood letting.
Don't let this occur again.
I told him I hoped it would not.
But all things must come to an end. General Hoke had been preparing an interior line for us, while we were fighting the forts.
South of Hare's Race Course was the old Colonial Canal, leading from near Colquitt's salient down to the Appomattox, and it made splendid breastworks.
On the morning of the 19th the interior line was ready.
At daylight Major Rion directed me to make a detail of skirmishers for him. When I reported with the detail he directed me to take the rest of the battalion back to the canal and report to General Hagood.
This I did, looking back at Major Rion to see what he was going to do with his skirmishers.
They were all lying flat and within ten