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Rh march, with song and jest, when the word was passed back: "Old Stonewall says that it is necessary for us to march further to-day." I remember one brave fellow–an old college-mate of mine who, when I tried to persuade him to fall out of ranks, and let me get him a place in an ambulance, or wagon, replied: "No! I cannot do that, there are poor fellows worse off than I am, who need all of the transportation that can be had. Besides, I think from appearances, we are going-to have a fight up yonder presently, and if I can't march *I can shoot, and I am in good condition now to go into line of battle; I would be obliged not to run if I wished to do so."

And thus the gallant fellow limped to the front to "take his place in the picture near the flashing of the guns."

He was afterwards killed, bravely doing his duty, and sleeps in the cemetery at Lexington, Va., hard by the grave of his chief, Stonewall Jackson.

Second, Jackson was noted for the secrecy with which he made and executed his plans. He is reported to have said: "If my coat knew my plans, I would burn it at once."

He concealed his plans from even his staff officers and subordinate generals, and was accustomed to say, "If I can keep my movements secret from our own people, I will have little

difficulty in concealing them from the enemy."

My old Colonel, J. A. Walker, afterwards made brigadier-general and put in command of the Stonewall Brigade, told me this incident: While Swell's Division was occupying Swift Run Gap, and Jackson had gone to meet Milroy at McDowell, Walker went up to Ewell's headquarters one morning to see him on some important matter, when Ewell passed him, and merely gave him the "military salute," and went on to the front of the yard, where he spent some time walking back and forth in evident impatience. The chief of staff told Walker that he had better not say anything to Ewell about his business then, as "the general was in a very bad humor that morning." After a time Walker started back to his own quarters, when Ewell stalked across the yard, planted himself in his front, and