s, who enjoy having their legs sawed off, their heads trepanned, and their ribs reset, but I am not one of them.
I am disposed to think of home and family — of the great suffering which results from engagements between immense armies.
Somebody-Wellington, I guess-said there was nothing worse than a great victory except a great defeat.
Rode with Colonel Mitchell four miles up the river to General Davis' quarters; met there General Morgan, commanding First Brigade of our division; Colonel Dan McCook, commanding Third Brigade, and Mr. Dana, Assistant Secretary of War.
It is now half-past 5 o'clock in the morning.
The moon has gone down, and it is that darkest hour which is said to precede the dawn.
My troops have been up since three o'clock busily engaged making preparation for the day's work.
Judging from the almost continuous whistling of the cars off beyond Mission Ridge, the rebels have an intimation of the attack to be made, and are busy either bringing r
, trusting to accidents for shelter and subsistence.
During the whole march, whenever I encountered your command, I found all the officers at their proper places and the men in admirable order.
This is the true test, and I pronounce your division one of the best ordered in the service.
I wish you all honor and success in your career, and shall deem myself most fortunate if the incidents of war bring us together again.
Be kind enough to say to General Morgan, General Beatty, and Colonel McCook, your brigade commanders, that I have publicly and privately commended their brigades, and that I stand prepared, at all times, to assist them in whatever way lies in my power.
I again thank you personally, and beg to subscribe myself,
Your sincere friend, W. T. Sherman, Major-General.
Colonel Van Vleck, Seventy-eight Illinois, was kind enough in his report to say:
In behalf of the entire regiment I tender to the general commanding the brigade, my sincere thanks for h