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 blood of fallen followers! Ere long—a week hence—and thou wilt trail in the dust of defeat; but we that are permitted to remain with thee unto the bitter end, even until there is no hope left, will feel neither degradation nor humiliation when thou art folded forever. There was no longer a doubt of the fact that we had to surrender Richmond. Yes, noble old city, that for four long and bloody years had withstood the powerful combinations of our powerful foe. Our lines on the right were totally swept away, our loss very severe, and we were outnumbered on every side. Still we had received no definite orders as to when or where we should move; and in sorrow the day wore on apace. As most of our horses were absent, we could only take with the Third Company two caissons, and then have but four horses each to our four Napoleons—very heavy guns, and should never be moved with less than six horses. In our batallion the Rockbridge Artillery will have four guns, the Powhatan Artillery three guns, Salem Artillery four guns, the Third Howitzers four guns, making a total of fifteen guns, commanded by Colonel R. A. Hardaway, a brave and efficient officer. Our commissary has no transportation for rations, and they are issued to us indiscriminately, each man taking as much as he can carry, none of us knowing when or where they would be again issued. About ten o'clock at night orders came for us to move on to Richmond as rapidly as possible, and cross the James river at Mayo's bridge. Everything now assumed the customary bustle and confusion of a camp preparing to be permanently abandoned. Captains gave orders to Lieutenants and they to Sergeants, whilst Sergeants called out lustily for out-of-the-way drivers, who were busily engaged in collecting a variety of plunder and a superabundance of rations, for the hauling of which there was no transportation, and every one had free access to as much meat, meal, molasses, flour, etc., as could be carried. About eleven o'clock we took the road and moved rapidly towards the city. I started with about twenty cannoniers to my gun, but when we nearly reached the city only two of them could be found, one of whom was quite lame, and the other one so lazy that if he started to run he would be too lazy to stop. These boys had all gone in ahead of the company to bid their friends and parents farewell; and as I had some friends in the city whom I wished to bid farewell, I turned the command of the fourth gun over to the lame cannonier, and I left also. As I entered the city, by the way of Rocketts, scenes of confusion
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