ed to order that son, to be an example of devoted service and of sacrifice.
0, God! Thou gavest him and thou took him away.
What a son, what a sacrifice!
I parted from him saying, My son, fight the enemy close.
He replied, I think I will, with a smile.
He fought and watched and led, and led again, into action — was marked, fell with four balls piercing his precious form-cheered on to action as they bore him off, and died smiling, calm, composed, and grandly.
Captain Coles, of Charlottesville, Va., a noble young soldier, was also among the killed.
In the midst of the fight, it is said that a gallant officer rode up to his superior and asked for reinforcements, who, in reply, assured him that it was madness to contend with a mere handful of men against such numbers.
On receiving this answer, he sat down for a moment and cried bitterly, then taking his sword, he broke it in pieces, mounted his horse, and rode off.
The struggle at Fort Donelson was one of the most terrific i