Zzztired and sleepy.The men were very tired and sleepy. Night came on in a hurry with very little twilight, and I found it impossible to keep them awake, although they, as well as myself, appreciated the fact that we would be in a precarious situation if the Yankees attacked us that night or early next morning. I have not written thus at length for my own laudation, nor do I take to myself any particular credit, save the fact of trying to do my whole duty as soon as I met up with the command, for the men, as soon as they confronted the works partially occupied by the enemy, seemed, intuitively, to know what to do and did it. Had the result been otherwise, and 40 or 50 men been killed and the works not been captured, the responsibility would have fallen on my shoulders, in this, that being present, I, at least, authorized the attack. I have written this to disabuse the minds of the men deployed on the left wing of the regiment, several hundred yards from the extreme right, where I joined them, of the idea that I was not present at all, because they did not see me riding, as usual, through the woods, attending to the deployment of skirmishers.  Now, who was in command? Honest and faithful Waid, perfectly ignorant of my whereabouts, doing all he could on the left; I trying to do all that I could on the right, and, according to Captain Waid's recollection, our silver-haired old hero, General M. D. Corse, doing the same in the centre.
E. M. Morrison, Colonel Fifteenth Virginia Infantry, Army of Northern Virginia.