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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 28. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.5 (search)
Noel, Charles P., wounded in Valley of Virginia, 1864. From Pittsylvania county, Va. Nichol, Charles, from Monroe county, W. Va. Pettus, John. Price, Samuel, wounded near Lexington, Va., in 1864. Read, George W. Read, Isaac. Roberts, George H., Third Lieutenant until November, 1861. Randol, Alex., from West Virginia. Rice, Henry C. Rice, David. Roberts, John, died from wound received at Gettysburg, July 3, 1863. Read, Thomas N. Spencer, Charles. SpencerRoberts, John, died from wound received at Gettysburg, July 3, 1863. Read, Thomas N. Spencer, Charles. Spencer, Thomas. Spencer, James B. Spragins, Norman B., wounded in Rockbridge county, Va., 1864. Smith, John M., 4th Sergeant. Sheperson, David, Third Lieutenant. Killed at Williamsport, Sheperson, Joel. Smith, John G., Captain from April, 1861, to November, 1861. Spencer, William S. Swicher, Daniel, Rockbridge county. Saunders, Robert. Scott, Thomas A. Spencer, Henry. Scott, J. H., died at Monterey, Va., in service, in 1861. Thornton, W. D. Thompkins, C. C.
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 28. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Glowing tribute to General R. E. Lee. (search)
Well, Captain, what shall we do? I felt that nothing short of Almighty Wisdom could provide a way out of that calamity. But it meant nothing. He knew what to do, and he did all that man could do to rectify the blunders that some of his people were constantly committing. Again I saw him the evening of the battle of Sailor's Creek. It was a few minutes before he learned of the great disaster that had befallen Custis Lee's Division and General Ewell's troops. We (that is to say, General Roberts' Cavalry Brigade), had just crossed the creek and were watching the gallant fight of Walker's Stonewall Brigade, against the surging host of Yankees on the opposite bank. General Lee came up to our line, entirely alone, and dismounted near a cabin, holding Traveler by the bridle, and using his field glasses with the other hand. He was looking across the country at a large collection of white objects, which appeared like a flock of sheep, and as I stood beside him, he said: Are those s