at one end of the line and then at the other; but the marvel to me was that he lived at all. As to the inclination of his head, all I saw was that instinctive inclination, equally natural under a heavy fire and a heavy rain.
When I recalled the scene and the heroic conduct of General , I remember saying to myself, What is the true standard of courage?
There were a number of Yale men in the Twenty-first Mississippi, among others two brothers, Jud. and Carey Smith.
We used to call Jud. Indian Smith at Yale.
I think it was at Savage Station, when the Seventeenth and Twenty-first Mississippi were put into the woods at nightfall and directed to lie down, that Carey Smith, the younger brother, putting his hand in his bosom, found it covered with blood, when he withdrew it, and saying: What does this mean?
He had been mortally wounded without knowing when.
Judson Smith went almost deranged; yes, I think altogether deranged.
He bore his dead brother out of the wood