il 6, 1897. To the Editor of the Dispatch .
During part of the month of February and during March, 1865, the Second Battalion of Virginia Reserves (boys between sixteen and eighteen, and old men between forty-five and fifty, commanded by the undersigned) were stationed in the City of Richmond on guard duty, having been withdrawn from the lines nearly opposite Fort Harrison, about the 15th of February.
On the afternoon of Saturday, the 1st of April, 1865, I went down on a small steamer to Wilton, the home of my friend, Colonel W. C. Knight, and spent Sunday with him and his family.
I expected to return to Richmond early Monday morning. During Sunday all was quiet on the north side of James river, but away to the south we could hear sounds that indicated a serious engagement.
The Colonel and myself in the afternoon walked down nearly opposite Drewry's Bluff, when a steamer—the one I came down on Saturday—passed down, loaded, as we thought, with Federal prisoners.
As it passed by r