Chapter II: Part 2

Lynchburg owes much to Ramseur's division of the Second Corps and to the men who occupied the lines when Hunter arrived, but it was the skill of McCausland and Peters and the unflagging energy and courage of their officers and men, which so retarded Hunter's movements that when he did arrive there was force enough on our line to prevent his capturing the city. McCausland and his command were the real saviors of the city, and some lasting memorial of its gratitude should be erected to perpetuate their deeds.

McCausland proved himself a soldier of a high type. There were few officers in either army who, with such a force, could have accomplished as much. His little command had been in constant contact with the enemy for many days, had been continuously in the saddle and on exhausting marches, was badly mounted and badly equipped; everything about it was worn and weary but their dauntless spirit; that, under the example of their indomitable leaders, never flagged for an instant. The truth is, heroism was so common a quality amongst the "old Confeds" during that war that heroes were almost at a discount and heroic acts passed unnoticed, however great.

The services of this command were recognized at the time by a vote of thanks adopted by the City Council of Lynchburg on the 24th of June, 1864, "for their gallantry in opposing for ten days the march of a greatly superior force, thereby retarding the advance of the enemy on our city until a proper force could be organized for its defence." The citizens of the town at the same time presented General John McCausland with a sword and a pair of silver spurs in token of their gratitude.

It is not fair to close this special notice of the service rendered the city by McCausland's command without referring especially to the gallant conduct of Captain E.E. Bouldin, of the Charlotte cavalry, who commanded its rear guard as it fell back before Hunter's army. The records show that the numberless charges of Captain Bouldin and his valiant band upon Hunter's vanguard were conspicuous, even amongst the men of a command where each proved himself a hero. Captain Bouldin still survives, and is a useful and modest citizen of Danville, Virginia, and a learned and efficient member of its bar.

What General McCausland did in this defence was not the only service he rendered the city. When Lee surrendered he rode off with his men toward the mountains of Southwest Virginia for the purpose of there disbanding. As he approached Lynchburg a committee from the civil authorities met him, and, after telling him that the place was being looted by lawless squads of disbanded soldiers from Lee's army, asked his aid. He at once sent in a squadron which cleared the streets and soon restored order. He continued to preserve order until the civil authorities organized a force sufficient to maintain it.

When Hunter commenced his advance from Staunton our townsman, Colonel J.W. Watts, of the Second Virginia Cavalry, was at his home near Liberty, recuperating from severe wounds. Despite his disabled condition, he mounted his horse, joined McCausland and rendered him valuable aid. To him was assigned the duty of blocking the road from Buchanan to the Peaks of Otter. He did this work very thoroughly, but he states that so complete was the equipment of Hunter's pioneers that they cleared the road in less time than it took him to blockade it. Nevertheless the blockade was one of the causes which materially delayed the advance of Hunter, and therefore was one of the causes which led to the relief of the city.

Major Robert C. Saunders, of Campbell, was at the time of the attack by Hunter a resident of the city, being in charge of the Quartermaster Department for the collection of the tax-in-kind for this Congressional District. He had been in the field as captain of an infantry company from Campbell County, and as soon as Hunter's approach was a certainty General Nicholls sent for him and sent him out to bring him definite information of Hunter's position. He started immediately and soon was among Hunter's vanguard, but, though much exposed, he wonderfully escaped under cover of the night and brought accurate information which was very valuable. He was sent out again, and was in the sharp battle fought by General McCausland at New London and by McCausland and Imboden at the Quaker Meeting House, and then, as Hunter retreated, he was with McCausland and Peters and saw much hard service with those sturdy soldiers and their men. His manuscript account of what he saw is very interesting, and might properly be inserted in this paper but that it would make it too long for one evening's address.

Be the causes of General Hunter's failure what they may, the fact is he did fail, and failed disgracefully, where he should have succeeded, for he had every advantage of numbers, of guns and of equipment. There are many pages of reports of Federal officers about this campaign published in the Records of the War of the Rebellion by the United States Government, but the cotemporaneous literature on the part of Confederate officers is very scant; they fought better and longer than they wrote. As a specimen of the Confederate reports, that of General Early may fitly be taken. It contrasts strikingly with the ten-page document of General Hunter upon the same subject, found in the seventieth volume of the War of the Rebellion, page 94.

General Early's report is as follows:

"New London, June 19, 1864, 9:30 A.M.

"_General_:

"Last evening the enemy assaulted my line in front of Lynchburg and was repulsed by the part of my command which was up. On the arrival of the rest of the command I made arrangements to attack this morning at light, but it was discovered that the men were retreating, and I am now pursuing. The enemy is retreating in confusion, and, if the cavalry does its duty, we will destroy him.

"J.A. Early, "Lieutenant General.

"_General R.E. Lee._"

This report is brief and to the point. It has been construed as ignoring the troops belonging to the command of Breckinridge, and as doing injustice to the cavalry of Imboden and McCausland. General Early should have been more careful in writing it, but it must be remembered that when it was written he was not informed of the great service which had been rendered by the cavalry, or of the faithful work which had been done by the troops, other than those belonging to the Second Corps.

In his memoirs (on page 44) General Early says that some time after midnight it was discovered that Hunter was moving, but, owing to the uncertainty as to whether he was merely changing front or retreating, nothing could be done until daylight, when, the retreat being ascertained, the pursuit commenced. Early's army moved in three columns, the Second Corps on the Salem Turnpike, Breckinridge's command, under Elzey, on the Forest Road, and the cavalry, placed by Early under General Robert Ransom, on the right of Elzey. The enemy's rear was overtaken at Liberty by Ramseur's division and was driven through that place at a brisk trot.

It is not within the scope of this paper to follow up the retreat of Hunter, nor to narrate the incidents of Early's campaign in Maryland and the scare he gave the Government at Washington. What a commotion his little army created can be easily understood by inspecting the 70th and 71st volumes of the War of the Rebellion, a large part of which is taken up by the numberless orders and counter-orders, alarms and outcries incident to the fright then prevailing. General Grant seems to have been the only person in command on the other side who kept his equilibrium and acted with consistent courage and judicious poise.

But before we return to the scenes around Lynchburg incident to the attack, it may well be noted that Hunter, after reaching Salem, turned off to Lewisburg, West Virginia, and did not feel safe until he had placed his army far beyond the Alleghanies and upon the banks of the Ohio at Parkersburg. The effect of this remarkable line of retreat was that the Valley was left open, and Early seized the opportunity and at once commenced his march for the Potomac practically unmolested. On the 5th of July Hunter and his command were at Parkersburg, on the Ohio, while Early, whom he was to obstruct, was crossing the Potomac River into Maryland.

Poor Hunter! he seems to have had few friends, and it is almost cruel to recite his history, but men who undertake great enterprises must expect to be criticised when they fail. He got little comfort, and expected none, from the Confederate leaders, but he got even less from the Federal, except when it came in the form of such reports as that sent by Captain T.K. McCann to General Meigs, the Quartermaster-General, in which he says that "General Hunter fought four hours on the 17th; on the 18th the General ascertained that Rebel force at Lynchburg was fifty-thousand men, and from a prisoner taken it was reported that Lee was evacuating Richmond and falling back on Lynchburg, and consequently General Hunter was obliged to fall back." (Id. 679.) General Grant, however, on the 21st of June, wrote General Meade to know where Hunter was, and said, "Tell him _to save his army_ in the way he thinks best." (Id. 657.)

On the 17th of July Halleck wrote to Hunter, giving him some directions in regard to his future movements, saying that "General Grant directs, if compelled to fall back, you will retreat _in front of the enemy_ towards the Potomac, so as to cover Washington _and not be squeezed out to one side_, so as to make it necessary to fall back into West Virginia to save your army." This order he disregarded most ignominiously.

In the same letter Halleck wrote Hunter that General Grant said that in the marching _he does not want houses burned_, but "that he wants your troops to eat out Virginia clear and clean as far as they can, so that crows flying over it for the balance of the year will have to carry their rations with them." (Id. 366.)

C.A. Dana, Assistant Secretary of War, wrote to Grant on the 15th of July (Id. 332): "Hunter appears to have been engaged in a pretty active campaign _against the newspapers_ in West Virginia." And Halleck on the same day wrote to Grant that he thought "_Hunter's command was badly used up in the Lynchburg expedition_." (Id. 331.)

These assaults, and many others of a like nature, wounded General Hunter so greatly that he not only asked to be relieved, but wrote a letter to Grant, in which, after speaking of the depressing effect upon him of these comments, he unstopped the vials of his wrath against his subordinates, upon whom he put the blame of his defeat.

In this letter he says that Sullivan, who commanded one of his divisions, was "_not worth one cent_; in fact very much in my way," and, again, he says: "I dashed on toward Lynchburg, and _should certainly have taken it if it had not been for the stupidity and conceit of that fellow Averell_, who unfortunately joined me at Staunton, and of whom I unfortunately had, at the time, a very high opinion, and trusted him when I should not have done so." (71 W. of R. 366.)

With these quotations from the correspondence of his associates, General Hunter may be left to the verdict which will be accorded him by the future historian of the stirring events in which he took part.

War is not a gentle occupation, and its customs are harsh. To make it effective, it is clearly within the rules of civilization to strip an enemy's country through which a hostile army is passing of everything which will sustain the life of either men or beasts. Hence Grant's historic order about the crow carrying his rations, while cruel, is within the line of legitimate warfare. But putting non-combatants to death, insults to women and children, the wanton destruction of household goods and clothes, the application of the torch to dwellings, factories and mills, or the destruction of public buildings, and especially of institutions of learning and their libraries, and works of art and science, is a style of warfare long since relegated to the savage. The disgrace of reviving this barbaric strife in modern times was reserved for Hunter. General Crook, one of his division commanders, a soldier brave and true, felt constrained to note the conduct of the troops, and published an order in which he says he "_regrets to learn of so many acts committed by our troops that are disgraceful to the command_." Hunter knew all this, but there was no word of protest or repression from him.

It is to be regretted that later in this campaign, when we carried the war across the Potomac, some of our troops retaliated for these brutal acts, upon innocent parties. That Hunter had set the example was no good excuse, though it was pled. (See General Bradley T. Johnson's Report, 90 W. of R. 7.)

General Early has been severely criticised for permitting the escape of Hunter. It is always much easier to criticise than to accomplish; to point out how a thing should have been done, after we know the result of what was done, than to do it at the time. The facts heretofore stated can leave no doubt that all was done, as far as the prompt pursuit of Hunter is concerned, which could have been done. Early's line of defence, owing to the smallness of his force, was not only thin but was short; he had therefore to keep in such a condition that by changing front rapidly with the troops he had, he could supply the place of those he did not have. Hence, when he noticed Hunter moving away from his immediate front, he did not suppose he was retiring, but merely withdrawing for the purpose of making his attack at another point, and prudence demanded that he should keep his troops in hand until the enemy's purpose was developed. To do this the delay until daylight was essential.

It is a subject of remark that with Hunter's army there were two men who very faithfully discharged their duties as soldiers and subsequently became Presidents of the United States--one Colonel Rutherford B. Hayes, who commanded a brigade, and the other Major William McKinley, who was a staff officer.

The loss on neither side was very heavy, but it was very much greater on that of the invader than upon ours. Hunter left his dead on the field to be buried by his enemy, and his wounded in a field hospital; facts which show how precipitously he departed.

The Federal line of battle was formed on the left, directly through the yard of the residence of the late C.H. Moorman, whose farm lay on both sides of Blackwater Creek, and occupied most of what is now called West Lynchburg. When it was known that Hunter was approaching, Mr. Moorman packed several wagons with provisions, and, with his negroes and stock, moved down toward the Staunton River, leaving his house in charge of his young, unmarried daughter, now Mrs. Hurt, his wife, an old negro man and several negro women. Before Mr. Moorman cleared his own plantation, which was large, he found it necessary to lighten his load, and to that end selected a spot and buried his supply of well-cured and much prized hams. It turned out that the line of battle of Crook's division ran across the spot, and the buried treasure was discovered, much to the delight of the troops, who greatly enjoyed a very fine lot of old Virginia hams, always valuable, but especially so under such circumstances.

At sunrise on the morning of the 17th, Miss Moorman went out on a hill near her house to reconnoitre the military situation. She saw a column of Federal troops moving on the Salem Turnpike, and was looking at them very anxiously when she was shocked to see a line of blue coats crossing the field close to her home. She at once ran back, sheltering herself behind the fence, but the officer in command was at the door before she was, and very politely advised her to stay in the house while the fight was going on. The family were not molested during the two days that the troops were there. With exceptional visits to the front yard, she obeyed the officer's instructions very carefully. She heard the constant cannonading and the picket firing without cessation all of the 17th and until the evening of the 18th, when the sounds changed and indicated that a real battle was going on close at hand. She was naturally in a fever of excitement, but could hear nothing of the result. About midnight of the 18th, or more probably on the morning of the 19th, she heard the rumbling of wagons and artillery on the Salem Turnpike, and found the lines around her house were being withdrawn, but it was some time before she discovered that the Federal troops were retreating. It was then nearly daylight, and she slipped out of the house and ran down to the ford across Blackwater Creek and notified the cavalry at that point what she had seen. A company was at once sent off in pursuit to verify her statement. After they had gone, and as she returned home, she met a solitary Federal soldier on foot, who asked her what had become of his command. She told him they had been whipped and had retreated, and informed him that he was her prisoner. He stated he had fallen asleep and had been left, and at once surrendered to her.

On reaching her home, although it was not yet sunrise, she started over on foot to the point where the heaviest fighting had taken place, that she might learn the fate of her brother, Major Marcellus N. Moorman, who commanded a battalion of artillery in the Second Corps. He had not been in the fight, as the battalion had not reached Lynchburg until during the night of the 18th. His command had started in the pursuit when she left home on her mission, but she met him on the battle-field going to tell his mother good-bye. Thus another son of Lynchburg was in line to battle for her defence.

On the extreme right of the Confederate lines, and on a part of what is now the farm of Senator Daniel, was stationed the brigade in command of Colonel Aug. Forsberg, then a stranger in the city, and here merely by the accident of war. On the right of his brigade was the Thirtieth battalion of Virginia infantry, under the command of Captain, now Judge, Stephen Adams, who, on the breaking out of the war, was a practicing attorney of West Virginia. He had married Miss Emma Saunders, of Lynchburg, but was then a stranger thrown into the line of defence of the city by the like accident. Captain Adams, after he became a citizen of Lynchburg, purchased the very land on which his men were that day formed in line of battle, and has often dug up pieces of shell and bullets which were fired at him. He now preserves them as pleasant reminders of the past. Both Captain Adams and Colonel Forsberg are now valued citizens of Lynchburg, and we owe them a debt of gratitude for their gallant efforts in its defence.

It is not generally known that a few of the Federal shells were thrown into the city, but such was the case. The writer has in his possession a part of a three-inch percussion shell, shot from a rifle cannon, which fell in what was then known as "Meem's Garden," near the spot where the Catholic Church of the Holy Cross is now situated. His mother lived in the immediate vicinity of the place where it exploded, and, when the sound was heard, one of the servants ran over and picked it up, and it was thus preserved in the family.

The blood-stained and battle-torn little command of Breckinridge reached Lynchburg on the 16th of June. Up to that moment no one in the city had hoped that the place could be saved from Hunter's vandalism by the cordon of boys, cripples and irregular troops which surrounded it, and there was an anxiety which cannot be described; its depth may be imagined, but the pen cannot paint it.

The arrival of this small force brought hope back to the hearts of the old men and helpless women and children who constituted the population of the city, and as the hardy old veterans moved up Main and then up Fifth streets they were cheered by joyous crowds of excited women, jubilant convalescents and hopeful old men. The troops had made a two-days' forced march from the headwaters of Rockfish River and were in bad physical condition, but in high spirits. They much enjoyed their cordial reception. This is shown by a little incident preserved out of the many of the same character by a person who was one of the girls present on the occasion.

In the column of troops, as they swung along in a double-quick to meet the advancing foe, was one red-haired soldier who had lost both hat and shoes, but was advancing with the same alacrity as his comrades who had been more fortunate in preserving these valuable articles of dress. Miss Sally Scruggs, then a young lady, radiant with the enthusiasm of the occasion, was standing upon the wall of the front yard of what was then the residence of Mr. H.I. Brown, at the south corner of Fifth and Church streets, together with a great many other ladies. She was wearing a Confederate broad-brimmed straw hat of her own make, trimmed with all the colors which could be raked from the discarded finery of the past. Seeing the gallant fellow passing without a hat, she tore her own from her head and threw it to him. He caught it, tied it over his auburn locks, raised his musket to a present arms, and the brigade cheered as long as they were in sight.

The writer has taken much pains to gather from eyewitnesses incidents of these eventful days in the history of our city, but with little success. It is astonishing how few people took note, or, if they did, can narrate the small incidents which would be so interesting to the present generation. The main and patent facts they remember well, but the official reports and newspapers preserve them to us very accurately. What is wanted, and what was the prime aim of this paper, is the preservation of those traditional facts which give a reality to history which historic papers cannot impart. Little aid has been rendered in this respect, though many letters have been written asking it, and many personal applications made to those who might, with a little trouble, have reproduced from memory many of those incidents so essential to the personal interest of such a sketch as this.

Among the facts which have been preserved, it is pleasant to tell of another soldier whose subsequent career was one in which every citizen took pride. Young W.C. Folkes, the son of our late much respected member of the Legislature from this city, Ed. J. Folkes, was at home disabled by a wound which had carried away one of his legs. Though far from recovered, he seized his crutch and a musket and started out to the lines, taking with him our townsman, Mr. E.C. Hamner, then not sixteen years old. The two marched out to the furthermost line, and there did a soldier's duty under fire all day. Young Folkes, after the war, studied law at the University of Virginia and then moved to Memphis, Tennessee, where he soon rose to the front rank in his profession, and, while yet a young man, was elevated to the Supreme bench of the State, where, after a few years of distinguished usefulness, he died, beloved and respected in his adopted as well as his native State.

The last incident shows the spirit of the boys. But the old men on that day were boys also. Mr. Mike O'Connell was over eighty years of age. He went out with the Silver Grays. His company was placed on the inner line, but with his long rifle he marched out to the skirmish line and kept up a constant fire on the enemy all day, though himself under a heavy fire.

The writer of this sketch was, he regrets to say, in another part of the Army of Northern Virginia at this time, and therefore can give nothing from his own experience. He was, however, in constant correspondence with his wife, who wrote him very full accounts of all that happened. Unfortunately all her letters on this subject, but one, have been lost; one extract from that may be worth inserting. It is dated Tuesday, June 21, 1864:

"I received three letters from you, for all of which you must accept my thanks. It was amusing to me in reading those of the 17th and 19th to see how little idea you had of the stirring times through which we were passing at Lynchburg.

"On Monday, the 13th, we begun to fear that Hunter would make Lynchburg his point of attack, but it was not a definite fear until we heard of his being in Lexington, and that he was turning this way. On Thursday, the 16th, we heard of his being at Liberty, marching in this direction, and then all was excitement and apprehension.

"General Breckinridge, with some troops, got here on Wednesday night, and as we saw them passing out West street, it was a most reassuring sight, and never were a lot of bronzed and dirty looking veterans, many of them barefooted, more heartily welcomed. The streets were lined with women, waving their handkerchiefs and cheering them on as they moved out to a line on the hills west of the city. We were made more hopeful also by the knowledge that General Early, with several brigades, was at Charlottesville, en route to reinforce the small command of Breckinridge. He arrived with some of his troops on the evening of Friday, the 17th, but could do little more than get what he had into position. On Saturday, the 18th, more of Early's men came, and it was a delightful sound to hear their cheers as they passed out to the lines. Eugene was among them, and seemed to delight in the chance of making a fight right at home.

"Saturday, the 18th, was a day we will not soon forget. There was no general engagement until about three o'clock, but a constant cannonade and heavy skirmishing went on all day. Our lines were out near and in Spring Hill Cemetery; the enemy's further out. Their skirmish line was in Mr. John B. Lee's yard, where a number were killed by our cannon. I went out on College Hill and watched the fighting much of the time. It was very exciting to see the cannon fire from both sides and the explosion of the shells on the opposite side. It was fascinating beyond description. I could see our troops moving and taking new positions, and could see the Yankee batteries doing the same thing, and then the fearful reality of the scene was forced upon me by the line of ambulances which were kept busy bringing our wounded into town.

"Colonel Floyd King called at our house and told me, on Friday night, that we should put our most valuable things in the cellar for protection, and should stay down there ourselves. Many things were carried into the basement, including the pictures, china, silver, etc., etc., but we did not go there to sleep, thinking it was time enough to do so when the shells actually commenced to fly. Our people, of course, were very much excited, but, on the whole, behaved very well, and with more coolness than I had anticipated. I had so much to do I did not have time to be scared, though I was deeply anxious. The sight of the familiar faces of the veterans as they marched through our streets, reassured me entirely. Early got his men into line on Saturday evening, but for some reason I do not understand did not attack, and the next morning the coward, Hunter, was gone. Early at once started after him, but has not yet overtaken him, we hear.

"Our people criticise Early with much bitterness for not attacking Saturday, but I think we ought to be only too glad we got through safely without the hazard of a battle. Eugene had the headquarters of his sharpshooters at one time in the cemetery, close by his father's grave. He went on, of course, with his command. It was a great relief when we heard that Hunter was gone. Mother stood it remarkably well. She was, of course, very anxious about Eugene, as she would hear the booming of the cannon, but she kept up her nerve and spirits.

"Hunter's headquarters were at old Major Hutter's. He told them that he proposed to capture or burn Lynchburg. Major Hutter was of course, politely treated while Hunter was there, but after he and some of his generals who were with him had left the house, other officers and men robbed it--robbing Miss Hutter's chamber of her clothing and other valuables. Many wounded were left in Major Hutter's yard; indeed, the flight was so rapid that all but the slightly wounded were left behind, together with many small arms and some cannon. Early may not have done all he might have done, but, certain it is, Hunter's whole campaign seems to have been a farce. He was gallant when there was no enemy, and a coward when they were in sight. He burned the Military Institute, which was not even garrisoned by boys, and set fire to Governor Letcher's house, which only a woman protected. If the 'bravest are the tenderest,' how true it is that the cowards are the cruelest. The renegade, David R. Strother (Porte Crayon), was with Hunter as one of his staff at Major Hutter's. Another traitor to his State, his name and his race.

"The soldiers who came up with Early gave the most distressing accounts of the condition of affairs in Louisa County, where the Yankee raids have done so much harm to the unprotected. They say the desolation is so great that as they marched through the women and children flocked to the road for something to eat, and would grasp eagerly all the bits of cold corn-bread they could spare them from their haversacks. Is it not horrible to think of?"

A remarkable incident happened in connection with the depredation of Hunter's troops at Lexington. When the corps of cadets was ordered to leave the Institution on the approach of Hunter, they deposited their trunks in the residences of neighboring gentlemen for safe keeping.

Young Mr. Carter H. Harrison, of Staunton, was then a cadet, and, with several others, put his trunk at Professor Campbell's to save it. When the battle was over at Lynchburg and Hunter was gone, the cadets were not put in the chasing column, but were relieved from further active duty. Mr. Harrison, with others of the corps, went to the battle-field, and during his inspection visited the field hospital where the wounded of the enemy were being cared for by our surgeons. He noticed one man who was badly wounded in the leg, and whose pantaloons were ripped up that the surgeon might more easily dress the wound. As Harrison looked at the soldier he observed his own initials on his socks, and upon further investigation discovered that all the man's underclothes were similarly marked and all belonged to him, and were a part of those he had left in his trunk at Professor Campbell's.

The man confessed that they had looted Professor Campbell's house, and that the underwear was part of the booty. Arrangements were made by which possession followed the legal title.

It is needless to attempt to describe the anxiety of the citizens as Hunter approached, heralded by the accounts of his vandalism at Lexington and on his march. Until their nerves were restored by the arrival of Breckinridge's little army of some fifteen hundred men and the guns of Berkeley and W.S. Lurty's battery, every woman and non-combatant was actively engaged in hiding silver, jewels, provisions and other valuables--generally putting them in the very place where skilled looters would be sure to go in search. Many things were put away at that time which have never been found since, and never will be. The anxiety of the hiders so affected their memory that the place of hiding was forgotten.

As soon as hope was restored by the appearance of additional troops, the energies of the women were directed to the effort of giving food to the hungry and travel-worn troops whose arrival had brought them so much comfort. While the cannon were booming over the hills of the suburbs and the fierce rattle of contending musketry could be heard, our women were bending over the fires cooking rations for the men in the lines, or scraping lint and rolling bandages for the wounded. The first ray of hope restored confidence, and the inhabitants of Londondery or Leyden were not more calm or heroic, or more actively engaged in doing all in their power for defence, than were these women and the old men, who were the only other inhabitants of the city left.

The old men, with such weapons as they could procure of every variety of style, were in the trenches across the plateau now known as Rivermont, ready to sacrifice their lives in protecting their loved ones and their homes from the marauding troops which were advancing with a devastating purpose, long since abandoned as unfit for civilized warfare. Thus men and women alike braced themselves for the great struggle, and, though not put to the final test, were calm, collected and brave in the supreme moment when the enemy were thundering at our gates. This fact is one of which the city may well be proud, and should stimulate coming generations to emulate the example of their forefathers.

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The Garland-Rodes Camp has induced the preparation of these pages, that the truths of history may be preserved from that oblivion to which human memory consigns all details dependent upon it. It is their duty, indeed it is the duty of every citizen of the whole State and of every part of it, to garner up the facts connected with our heroic struggle and to so preserve them that they shall become the well-established traditions of our people. Such traditions are a part of the wealth of a race. They both elevate and stimulate succeeding generations. By them a high national character is established, and under their influence that species of patriotism is engendered whence springs the glorious sentiment,

"_Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori_."

The fires of patriotism do not burn most fiercely where the land is most productive, or where wealth most accumulates. Nations which have owned broad savannahs upon which nature has been most lavish have often been driven from their country with little show of manly courage and without that zealous patriotism which creates heroes, while the peasant of Switzerland and the cottager of the Highlands, neither of whom can afford greater luxuries than oatmeal and goat's milk, have held their vales and their fastnesses for centuries against all odds. To them each dell has its story of valiant deeds of their forefathers and each mountain is crowned by traditions which tell of the great achievements of their race. For dells and mountains thus sanctified by the glories of the past, the peasant and the lord of the manor alike are willing to die. It was their love for the stories and romance of their race which sustained the nerve of the Swiss Guards in the discharge of their duty to the King when, without a faltering nerve, one by one they sunk under the blows of the infuriated Jacobins of Paris, and well won the grand inscription to their courage on the Lion of Lucerne. A like love was the foundation of the wonderful heroism of the Highlanders at Lucknow and of the Scotch who climbed the Heights of Abraham at Quebec. So it was their love for the historic memories of Virginia which nerved the courage of that dauntless division which, under a fire never before poured on line of battle, reached the brow of the hill at Gettysburg.

By gathering the traditions of the Highlands and thus perpetuating them, Scott has done a great work for Scotland. Others have done the same thing for England. It is for this generation to gather the same wealth for Virginia. Thus will the history of her people, of her valleys, her rivers and her mountains, be preserved and the facts be secured to generations yet to come which, when mellowed by time, will be perpetuated in story, in poetry and in song.

Thus and thus only can we keep Virginia and her people on the elevated plane upon which they have stood for centuries, and thus can we make her, in the future, the land of poetry and romance. It is Wallace and Tell who are the heroes of the poet and the novelist, not the commanders of the great forces with which they contended. In the far future many a novel, many a poem and many a song will tell of Lee, of Jackson, of Stuart and of Mosby--ideal heroes of romance--long after the names of the leaders who fought them will be mere facts in the prosaic history of the power of the greater to overcome the less.

It is not our duty to weep over the past or to bemoan the fate which resulted in the final overthrow of the Confederacy; nor should we do anything to keep alive the bitterness of that strife. On the contrary, it is our duty to bow to the logic of what has happened and to believe in the wisdom of the all-wise Director of the affairs of nations and of peoples; but it is also our duty to see to it that what is good and great be preserved, and that our children and children's children keep green the traditions which will nerve them to a higher courage and stimulate them to a generous emulation of the deeds of their forefathers.

APPENDIX.

LYNCHBURG COMPANIES IN THE SERVICE OF THE CONFEDERACY, 1861-'65.

The Rifle Grays, Company A, Eleventh Regiment Virginia Volunteers:

_First Captain_, M.S. Langhorne. _Second Captain_, G.W. Latham. _Third Capt._, Robt. M. Mitchell, Jr. _First Lieut._, G.W. Latham. _First Lieut._, John W. Daniel. _Second Lieut._, Robt. M. Mitchell, Jr. _Second Lieut._, H.C. Chalmers. _Second Lieut._, James O. Thurman. _First Sergt._, Joseph A. Kennedy. _Second Sergt._, Elcano Fisher. _Third Sergt._, Henry D. Hall. _Fourth Sergt._, Peter B. Akers. _First Corp._, Geo. T. Wightman. _Second Corp._, Samuel R. Miller. _Third Corp._, Lucas Harvey. _Fourth Corp._, Jas. O. Thurman, Jr.

PRIVATES.

Allman, William H. Akers, William L. Bailey, James H. Bailey, James W. Benson, Henry G. Brown, Leslie C. Beckwith, Henry C. Burroughs, Henry A. Ballard, James F. Bagby, George W. Cheatham, Thos. F. Cochran, Robert L. Cooney, Thomas. Camp, Albert G. Crumpton, James A. Crumpton, Joseph A. Clinkenbeard, Wm. E. Conklen, Thomas A. Connolly, Jerry M. Devine, Frank. Diuguid, Edward S. Davis, Thomas N. Delano, Joseph S. Dady, David. Evans, William H. Edwards, James M. Elam, H.F. Feyle, Frank H. Fulks, James W. Frances, Joseph M. Furry, William H. Gooldy, John F. Henry, Charles W. Henry, John L. Harvey, Charles C. Hollins, John G. Hollins, James E. Heybrook, L.G. Hersman, Wm. B. Hunt, William R. Johnson, Shelbry. Jones, William B. Jones, Charles J. Kennedy, Michael. Kidd, George W. Latham, Robert F. Linkenhoker, Sam'l. Mitchell, John R. Mitchell, T. Holcomb. Mitchell, John J. Mitchell, William H. McKinney, Sam'l H. McCrary, Wm. B. Marks, James L. Milstead, William. McDivitt, C.P. Norris, Michael A. Norvell, Otway B. Omohundro, T.A. Porter, Thomas D. Pendleton, William. Price, N. Leslie. Parrish, Booker S. Pugh, Charles E. Peters, John I. Rucker, Edward P. Raine, John R. Robertson, Thomas D. Rainey, Charles W. Rogers, James B. Rock, John J. Rector, Thomas S. Sims, Robert F. Sewell, George W. Stubbs, Robert F. Stewart, Philip H. Slagle, John H. Slagle, David H. Sholes, Thomas C. Stewart, Stephen P. Stabler, Thomas S. Shepherd, Joseph H. Tyree, Charles H. Taylor, William H. Thurman, Powhatan. Turner, John H. Truxall, Andrew J. Tyree, Wm. D.R. Tyree, John R. Taliaferro, Rhoderick. Torrence, William H. Victor, Henry C. Wren, Peter R. Warfield, Thomas. Williams, William H.

Lynchburg Rifles, Company E, Eleventh Regiment Virginia Volunteers:

_First Captain_, J.E. Blankenship. _Second Captain_, C.V. Winfree. _Third Captain_, John C. Ward. _First Lieutenant_, C.V. Winfree. _First Lieutenant_, James W. Wray. _Second Lieutenant_, W.A. Strother. _Second Lieut._, W.M. Taliaferro. _Lieutenant_, John P. Knight. _Lieutenant_, Walter R. Abbott. _Lieutenant_, Adolphus D. Read. _Lieutenant_, Charles H. Tyree. _Lieutenant_, George P. Norvell. _First Sergeant_, W.R. Abbott. _Sergeant_, John C. Ward. _Sergeant_, A.D. Read. _Sergeant_, James W. Wray. _Sergeant_, Thomas Keenan. _Sergeant_, E.G. Williams. _Sergeant_, William M. Seay. _Sergeant_, John L. Marion. _Corporal_, J.H. Shepperd. _Corporal_, John Lovett. _Corporal_, D.M. Pettigrew. _Corporal_, Thomas H. Love. _Corporal_, John Kelly. _Corporal_, John R. Holt. _Corporal_, John Lovett. _Corporal_, W.P. Whitlow.

PRIVATES.

Anderson, Thos. N. Atkinson, John. Butterworth, John M. Butterworth, Wm. W. Bradley, Winfree. Brown, F.M. Brown, Hillary. Burks, Paulus Powell. Burks, S.C. Bailey, Samuel D. Bailey, Thomas D. Coffee, William H. Colvin, Howard H. Colvin, William O. Colvin, Robert O. Clark, C.C. Clark, C.B. Clark, R.C. Carey, John H. Carey, James. Day, Thomas E. Davis, Arthur P. Davis, T.D. Dunnivant, William. Evans, T.F. Equi, Joseph. Elder, Hiram P. Farriss, William. Fortune, William. Foster, William E. Grant, Bluford. Gaulding, T. Henry. Gregory, Edward S. Gregory, N.H. Goins, James. Gilbert, George W. Gilbert, William. Gilbert, Thomas. Hart, Patrick S. Haines, Robert L. Hurt, Samuel. Hickey, Patrick H. Hendricks, James. Howard, John. Houston, Francis R. Hudgins, James L. Hancock, W.T. Jones, Charles T. Jenkins, J. Samuel. Johnson, Charles Y. Kayton, J. Patrick. Lawhorne, Delaware. Lawhorne, James H. Lawhorne, Lorenzo. Lawhorne, Lucas P. Lipscomb, Charles P. Moore, Thomas H. Miller, James M. Mann, Daniel. Milstead, Benjamin. Marshall, John W. Marshall, James. Marshall, Charles. Marshall, David B. Myers, William. McCarthy, Patrick. Nangle, Edward A. Neville, Lewis C. Noell, James H. Pettus, John E. Patrim, William A. Paris, Thomas H. Parr, John E. Padgett, J.J. Parker, Joseph A. Roberts, Charles R. Rucker, Jackson. Rockecharlie, V. Strause, Simon. Stewart, William H. Simpson, Charles W. Searson, Thomas. Sullivan, Michael. Spillan, Patrick. Smith, George W. Smith, John G. Smith, Thomas. Smith, Robert H. Smith, James. Thomas, Andrew J. Taylor, William. Taylor, Burley T. Trent, George W. Turner, G. Kempton. Turski, Francois. Ward, James S. Williamson, L.C. Wooldridge, Jas. R. Wooldridge, Joseph. Wright, Wm. Rich'd. Wray, Ellis D. Wills, John McD. Walker, J.S.L. Wray, Thomas C.

Home Guard, Company G, Eleventh Regiment, Virginia Volunteers:

_First Capt._, Samuel Garland, Jr. _Second Capt._, Kirkwood Otey. _Third Captain_, J. Holmes Smith. _First Lieut._, K. Otey. _Second Lieut._, J.G. Meem. _Third Lieut._, S.M. Simpson. _Ord. Sergeant_, J.L. Meem. _Third Sergt._, W.J.H. Hawkins. _Sergeant_, J.C. Johnson. _Color Sergeant_, William Sanford. _Fifth Sergeant_, B.L. Blackford. _Corporal_, C.D. Hamner. _Corporal_, John K. Seabury. _Corporal_, J.H. Smith. _Corporal_, Hugh Nelson. _Surgeon_, Benjamin Blackford.

PRIVATES.

Abrahams, H.J. Adams, R.H.T. Akers, E.A. Armistead, James. Apperson, R.F. Anderson, John G. Ballowe, T.H. Barnes, C.F. Blackford, W.H. Booth, S.C. Brugh, J.B. Burks, E.W. Button, R.P. Burch, Samuel. Cabell, Breck. Cabell, P.H. Cabell, S. Campbell, Wiley. Colhoun, Robert. Conley, John. Cosby, C.V. Creed, J.J. Cross, J.H. (K.) Crumpacker, John. Dowdy, T.N. Dabney, H. DeWitt, C. Eubank, E.N. Franklin, James, Jr. Franklin, P.H. Ford, William A. Gregory, W.S. Guggenheimer, M. Jr. Guy, D.C. Goggin, John P. Harris, H.V. Harris, Meade. Hawkins, S.M. Holland, William. Ivey, J.W. Jennings, J.H. Jennings, T.D., Jr. Johnson, Minor. Kean, R.G.H. Kinnear, James F. Kinnear, James O. Kabler, N. Kreuttner, Joseph. Kent, J.R. Lee, John A. Lavinder, G.T. Langhorne, C.D. Leckie, M.M. Lewis, John H. Lucado, L.F. Lyman, G.R. Lydick, James H. Lydick, D. Mayer, Max L. McCorkle, C. Miller, A.H. Moseley, C.A. Moorman, S.L. Mosby, L.C. Nelson, W.S. Nowlin, A.W. Oglesby, John. Page, C.H. Percival, C.D. Pierce, R.C. Peters, R.T. Preston, L.P. Preston, S.D. Preston, T.L. Salmons, G.J. Sears, J.R. Shelton, G.W. Simpson, T.H. Snead, W.B. Spencer, C.S. Stratton, A.B. Sumpter, John U.H. Shaver, W.H. Taliaferro, Van. Terry, A.W.C. Thompson, J.H. Toot, W.A. Trigg, W.K. Valentine, Joseph. Waldron, R.L. Watkins, R.W. Walsh, T.C. Woods, W.H.H. Wheeler, J.M.

Jefferson Davis Rifles, Company H, Eleventh Regiment, Virginia Volunteers:

_Captain_, J. Risque Hutter. _First Lieut._, William L. Goggin. _First Lieut._, William S. Hannah. _Second Lieut._, James W. Hord. _Second Lieut._, Ro. D. Early. _First Sergeant_, Jas. O. Freeman. _Second Sergeant_, S.B. Wright. _Third Sergeant_, D.C. Wright. _Fourth Sergeant_, Wm. S. Thayer. _Fifth Sergeant_, Brandon P. Neville. _First Corporal_, George L. Jesse. _Second Corporal_, Geo. T. Mitchell. _Third Corporal_, Pat. H. Rourke. _Fourth Corporal_, Charles Schade.

PRIVATES.

Akers, H.C. Banton, Robert. Banton, James H. Banton, Richard. Blanks, John N. Blanks, Robert. Burford, William. Boland, John. Brown, John C. Cramer, A.W. Callan, Dan. Cunningham, Felix. Davis, John R. Davis, Thomas M. Daniel, John. Doyle, Henry. Donatini, G. Eagan, Gabriel. Floyd, Alex. Floyd, John J. Floyd, Nathan D. Flowers, Wm. P. Flowers, Joseph W. Fulks, Robert. Fox, Edward. Farrer, Robert. Fitzgerald, Cyrus. Fitzgerald, Ceyton L. Gouldin, H.L. Gouldin, William. Geurtz, Peter. Grossman, William. Hanly, John. Hurt, John H. Humphrey, M.L. Jones, Thomas. Kyle, Benjamin M. Labby, M.H. Lavinder, James. McCormack, L. McCormick, S. McCormack, Wm. McCormack, Wm. D. Mitchell, Richard H. Micalany, Peter. Musgrove, Franklin. Myers, Samuel W. Oliver, Pleasant. O'Brien, Michael. Rucker, George W. Rucker, Paulus G. Reynolds, James. Reynolds, John H. Rodgers, George W. Rider, William. Still, Thomas. Stanly, Joseph. Stanly, D.W. Singleton, William H. Seay, Isaac. Seay, Richard. Sprouse, Samuel. Turner, Charles. Whitten, James. White, John W.

Wise Troop, Company B, Second Regiment Virginia Cavalry:

_First Capt._, John S. Langhorne. _Second Capt._, Chas. M. Blackford. _Third Capt._, George B. Horner. _Fourth Capt._, William Steptoe. _First Lieut._, C.M. Blackford. _Second Lieut._, Van R. Otey. _Second Lieut._, Wm. H. Stratton. _Second Lieut._, A.D. Warwick. _Second Lieut._, John Alexander. _Second Lieut._, John O. Thornhill. _Second Lieut._, J.P. Robertson. _Lieutenant_, R.B. Isbell. _First Sergt._, William Langhorne. _First Sergt._, Robert W. Lacy. _Second Sergt._, E.G. Scott. _Second Sergt._, John S. Massie. _Third Sergt._, A.S. Watson. _Fourth Sergt._, W.B. Cross. _Sergeant_, M.B. Langhorne. _Sergeant_, C. Christian. _Sergeant_, James Chalmers. _Sergeant_, John T. Luckett. _Corporal_, S.M. Alexander. _Corporal_, C.V. Donohue. _Corporal_, F.M. Stone.

PRIVATES.

Abbott, J.P. Akers, E.A. Alexander, E.A. Allen, T.W. Barnes, A.J. Barnes, E.F. Bays, John R. Berkley, Joseph. Bibb, John R. Boiling, W.R. Bowman, N.B. Boyd, Andrew. Boyd, James. Bradley, William. Brook, St. George T. Browning, C.P. Browning, John. Callahan, J.E. Carnefix, E.M. Caruthers, John. Clay, D.C. Coles, John. Cox, John C. Cox, P.S. Cox, Samuel. Cox, Thad. Crumpton, Robert. Dameron, C.D. Dobyns, Joe. Dunnington, V.G. Early, S.H. Edwards, J.E. Edwards, J.T. Edwards, W.P.M. Eubank, W.E.J. Everett, H.B. Fariss, J. Flemming, F.W. Flood, Thomas W. Floyd, Charles A. Godsey, F.M. Green, Charles. Green, John L. Hammerling, C.D. Holley, W.E. Hunt, H.C. Ingram, J.R. Irvine, W.A. Jones, J.W. Kasey, J.B. Kefauver, William. Kemper, Hugh. Kinnear, George A. Kinnear, John A. Kinnear, William. Langhorne, J. Kent. Lawson, Joe. Lawson, S.M. Leake, F.M. Leman, A.H. Lewis, John C. Lock, Daniel. Love, A.D. Love, S.A. Love, T.H. Lucado, William F. Luck, Henry. Mays, C.J. Mays, C. Richard. Mays, H.H. McCorkle, S.M. Meriweather, C.J. Mitchell, J.E. Moore, Sampson. Morgan, J.H. Norvell, Charles. Offterdinger, Herman. Palmer, C.F. Percival, George. Perrigo, George. Perriman, William P. Pettyjohn, S.W. Phelps, J.C.W. Purvis, W.C. Read, John A. Roberts, H.T. Rucker, James G. Sale, J.E. Seabury, E.C. Seabury, R.M. Seabury, W.J. Sherrar, John C. Smith, John Thomas. Smith, William N. Sneed, S. Emmitt. Spencer, W.R. Stone, Frank. Sullivan, Dennis. Sumpter, S.R. Taylor, John O. Taylor, O.P. Taylor, Thomas P. Thurman, Alexander. Thurman, Powhatan. Toler, W.D. Tucker, Willis. Tyree, Kichard. Wall, Thomas. Watson, W.H. Whitlow, W.H. Witt, J.C. Woodruff, A.M. Wright, J.L.

Lee Battery, Company A, Braxton's Battalion, Virginia Artillery:

_First Captain_, Pierce B. Anderson. _Second Captain_, Charles J. Raine. _Third Capt._, Wm. W. Hardwicke. _First Lieutenant_, C.W. Statham. _Second Lieut._, Chas. J. Raine. _Second Lieut._, John R. Massey. _Second Lieut._, W.W. Hardwicke. _Second Lieut._, William Early. _Second Lieut._, W.H. Hughes. _Second Lieut._, James Hughes. _First Sergeant_, W.H. Broyles. _Second Sergeant_, Thos. Franklin. _Third Sergeant_, Wm. Eads. _Fourth Sergeant_, Thos. Wood. _Orderly Sergeant_, Alex. East.

PRIVATES.

Alvis, Sam. Brooks, William. Brooks, James. Brooks, T.S. Brooks, Thomas. Bowman, John. Bransom, Jackson. Bateman, Sam. Broyles, Samuel A. Cregg, Callahan. Caldwell, Archer. Cox, John. Coleman, Singleton. Coleman, George. Coffee, Thomas. Castillo, Patrick. Depriest, William. Davidson, Benj. Dunn, Samuel. Donivan, William. East, William. Eads, Thomas. Eads, Joe. Eads, Samuel. Friedhoff, Hammond. Fletcher, Lucian. Falwell, John. Gowin, James. Gowin, John. Gowin, Sam. Gaddess, John B. Green, Charles. Goolsby, Joshua. Grubs, William. Goolsby, Louis. Green, John. Hyman, Henry. Hugus, Benj. Hughes, James. Johnson, Charles. Johnson, Thomas. Johnson, Joseph. Kersey, William. Kersey, James. Kinlock, William. Kirsey, Edward. Lynch, John. Lipscomb, Wm. Layne, Wm. Mays, Alonzo. Milstead, Frank. Mitchell, William. Manning, John. Moraity, Patrick. Norvell, George. Norvell, Marion. Purdue, Josiah. Purdue, Benj. Phelps, William. Plumb, Louis. Roach, William. Roach, James. Rider, Isaiah. Rule, Peter. Robinson, James. Robinson, Turner. Richey, James. Rock, George. Raine, James. Stewart, William. Sprouts, William. Sprouts, Henry. Shepard, Joseph. Shepard, Richard. Smith, Joseph. Stanley, William. Stanley, William, Jr. Sharp, William. Sharp, Henry. Seay, James. Turner, Wm. R. Turpin, Riley. Taylor, James. Trent, Benj. Walker, Reese. Walker, John. Walker, William. Whorley, William. Wood, Patrick. Wright, William. Woolridge, Richard. Woolridge, Peter. Woolridge, Beverly. Woolridge, Daniel.

Beauregard Rifles (afterward Beauregard Artillery, or Moorman's Battery), mustered into service at Lynchburg, Va., May 11, 1861:

_First Capt._, Marcellus N. Moorman. _Second Capt._, John J. Shoemaker. _First Lieut._, Blake L. Woodson. _Second Lieut._, Ferd. C. Hutter. _Third Lieut._, Joseph B. Smith. _First Sergt._, Charles R. Phelps. _Second Sergt._, Jno. J. Shoemaker. _Third Sergt._, James K. Read. _Fourth Sergt._, Ed. H. Moorman. _First Corp._, Henry D. Yancey. _Sec'd Corp._, Aug. Leftwich (K). _Third Corp._, Charles L. Burch. _Fourth Corp._, John Hurley.

PRIVATES.

Burkholder, Robt. C. Boyd, James M. Boyd, Charles A. Boyd, Edward D. Brown, Samuel H. Brown, William R. Burford, William E. Burford, William C. Burford, Archer L. Burch, Thomas P. Boydton, Wm. Shelley. Bradley, James M. Cobbs, James A. Cary, John. Cullen, Thomas P. Clopton, William A. Christian, John S. Coffee, William W. Dornin, Anthony E. Derr, Charles H. Edmondson, John T. Edwards, John T. Fitzgerald, Wm. N. Farmer, Calvin. Fisher, G.W. Furgerson, Stephen B. Fitch, Charles. Fariss, Richard. Green, George W.L. Gordon, Samuel A. Hanks, Peter D. Hamlett, Robert A. Isbell, David D. Johnson, William R. Jones, McK. W. Jones, John D. Kinnear, George A. Logan, Henry D. Loose, William. Morris, Charles W. Morris, William A. Murphy, Walter B. Murphy, Albert E. Meredith, Samuel A. Mundy, Zachary N. Mayo, Leonard. Marx, William. Miller, Robert R. Morford, William P. Moore, Joseph. Marshall, Hunter. Meadow, T.P. Mauck, Peter D. McDonald, Alex. McMaster, John. McGrath, John. McAlister, Robt. C. Nunnalee, Lewis T. North, Clayton. Pamplin, William J. Poindexter, G.H. Percival, Peter. Pettyjohn, Charles. Pettyjohn, Joseph. Pettyjohn, Jesse N. Preston, Samuel T. Padgett, Radford H. Perkins, Richard J. Quinlan, Edward. Rucker, James G. Ritchey, Harvie F. Reid, William S. Read, John A. Rose, Harry J. Rosser, Ed. B. Steptoe, Nathan'l M. Smithson, Leslie C. Stephens, James D. Stephens, James W. Slaughter, John A. Stratton, Albert F. Stratton, Jacob. Smith, Vincent C. Schaffter, Aurelius. Turpin, W.R. Vorhauer, William. Watts, Richard A. Wood, John F. Webb, John W. Woodroof, Suprey C. Woodroof, J.W. Wooling, Henry B. Wills, Alexander F. Whitten, A.E. Williams, Chas. W. Yeatman, Thos. R.

Latham's Battery, Company D, Thirty-Eighth Virginia Battalion:

_First Captain_, H. Grey Latham. _Second Captain_, James Dearing. _Third Captain_, Jos. G. Blount. _Fourth Captain_, J.W. Dickerson. _First Lieut._, Geo. S. Davidson. _First Lieut._, Jas. W. Dickerson. _First Lieut._, T.F. Richardson. _First Lieut._, J.L. Thompson. _Second Lieut._, W.J. Folkes. _Second Lieut._, L. Clark Leftwich. _Second Lieut._, William King. _Second Lieut._, Chas. A. Taylor. _Second Lieut._, J.L. Thompson. _Second Lieut._, Jos. G. Blount. _Second Lieut._, W.H. Blackwell. _Second Lieut._, N.H. Hazlewood. _Sergeant_, C.A. Taylor. _Sergeant_, S.R. Lampkin. _Sergeant_, G.W. Apperson. _Sergeant_, M.L. Percival. _Corporal_, Wm. P. Taliaferro. _Corporal_, J.B. Ley. _Corporal_, R.J. Rice. _Drummer_, James Chenault.

PRIVATES.