power to have rendered that report.
But before entering upon that story it is a melancholy pleasure to be able to say that one of the truest soldiers and most distinguished fighters developed by the war felt the same obligation, and only a short time before his death expressed unqualified admiration for your fighting on this field, which he was pleased to term ‘unsurpassed,’ and his intention, even at that late date, to put on record as an act of justice what he knew of it. He, too, failed to make any official report of this battle.
It is needless to say that I allude to our Brigadier-General
, under whose immediate direction we fought that day. If anything could add to our regret for the loss of our brave old commander, this loss of his direct testimony would.
He had seen and done so much hard and effective fighting that there was no higher authority on that subject than the modest, genial gentleman, but bold and intrepid soldier, who, in an army unsurpassed in chivalric courage, and in the dash and skill of its officers, won for himself the soubriquet of ‘Fighting Dick Anderson