Forrest is in the rear; never mind the straggler and cannon.

Kerflop we come against the breastworks at Franklin.
FRANKLIN "The death-angel gathers its last harvest." Kind reader, right here my pen, and courage, and ability fail me.
I shrink from butchery.

Would to God I could tear the page from these memoirs and from my own memory.

It is the blackest page in the history of the war of the Lost Cause.

It was the bloodiest battle of modern times in any war.