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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 1. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 2.12 (search)
1864, 6.30 A. M., where he was fighting against the immense odds of Sheridan, preventing them from occupying this city, and where he said, My men and horses are tired, hungry and jaded, but all right? Of Yellow Tavern, fought six miles from here, where his mortal wound was received, given when he was so close to the line of the enemy that he was firing his pistol at them? His voice — I can even now hear — after the fatal shot was fired, as he called out to me as I rode up to him, Go ahead, Fitz, old fellow, I know you will do what is right, and constitutes my most precious legacy. Shall I tell you when he was on the Rappahannock, and they telegraphed him his child was dying — his darling little Flora — that he replied that I shall have to leave my child in the hands of God; my duty to my country requires me here. Comrades, here in the city of Richmond, and for whose defence he fell, his pure spirit winged its way to heaven. Faith, which overcomes all things, was in his heart