He died for his country.

His soul is with his God.
He gave his all for the country he loved, and may he rest in peace under the shade of the tree where he is buried, and may the birds sing their sweetest songs, the flowers put forth their most beautiful blooms, while the gentle breezes play about the brave boy's grave.

Green Rieves was the only person at the funeral; no tears of a loving mother or gentle sister were there.

Green interred his body, and there it will remain till the resurrection.

John Whittaker deserves more than a passing notice.