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le not more than 250 yards distant.
At Edward's Ferry, Company K (Tiger Fire Zouaves), Captain Ansel D. Wass, with the Andrew Sharpshooters, did excellent service and are entitled to great commendation for their coolness and efficiency.
Massachusetts troops everywhere performed prodigies of valor and had there been competent management in this battle, in which Massachusetts men were depended on for the execution of details which their judgment condemned, it is not improbable that we shouMassachusetts men were depended on for the execution of details which their judgment condemned, it is not improbable that we should now rejoice in a victory for our arms.
As it was, our men were deliberately murdered by the mismanagement of someone.
Who that someone is, future investigation will show.
Our men fought for victory, and they now demand to know why they were not victorious; why this sacrifice of a small force when thirty thousand were within two hour's march; why proper transportation was not prepared,— when four months have been idled away upon this shore of the Potomac with the enemy in front; why the
informed that he was expected at Leesburg, and started for that town, with the rebel soldier who had been his original guide up the bluff.
They had gone but a short distance, however, when they met Col. Jenifer, formerly of the Second U. S. Dragoons.
A guard was then placed over the lieutenant, and no conversation was allowed. (My own idea, said Lieut. Dodge later, was that this ought to have been done on my first arrival.）
Col. Jenifer was very polite.
He asked after his old friend, Gen. Stone, and expressed his astonishment that the Union forces could have been such fools as to have made the attack as they did, with everything against them.
He said that the commander on the island could send over a reasonable number of men, not over a dozen, to bury the dead, that they would be placed under guard and not allowed to converse with the Confederates.
Lieut. Dodge returned to the island and crossed again to the Virginia side with Capt. Vaughn, of the Rhode Island battery and twe
escort, seeing his difficulty, politely assisted him, but when they reached the plateau at the top no officer was visible.
He was here a short time ago and went in that direction, said one man who was standing at the top. The two men, Rebel and Yank, started off to hunt him up, but it seemed as if he had just left every spot they reached.
Men in grey were in abundance, discussing the fight, but no mounted officer could be seen.
Civilians were joking with the rebel soldiers about the misforr, patting a Springfield, if the d—d Yankees did make it, and then he offered the lieutenant a chaw of tobacco.
While this conversation was progressing, a mounted officer appeared, and, in an insolent tone, said to Lieut. Dodge, Ain't you a d—d Yank?
I'm a Yankee, he responded.
What do you want here?
Lieut. Dodge told the nature of his errand, but the officer seemed to doubt him. Several of the men, however, came to his aid, exclaiming, Oh, we know all about it. The adjutant of the S