The colonel supposed, from the firm and erect attitude of the man, that he came to report for orders of some kind; but the compressed lips told a different story.

With a great effort the officer said, _"Tell them at home I died like a man and a soldier."_ He threw open his breast, displayed a ghastly wound, and dropped dead at the colonel's feet.
Another incident was related to me at the time, but owing to our hurried movements and the vicissitudes of the battle, I have never had an opportunity to verify it.

It was said that during the retreat of the artillery one piece of Stewart's battery did not limber up as soon as the others.

A rebel officer rushed forward, placed his hand upon it, and presenting a pistol at the back of the driver, directed him not to drive off with the piece.

The latter did so, however, received the ball in his body, caught up with the battery and then fell dead.
We lay on our arms that night among the tombs at the Cemetery, so suggestive of the shortness of life and the nothingness of fame; but the men were little disposed to moralize on themes like these and were too much exhausted to think of anything but much-needed rest..