Arriving at our breastworks, I found a number of our men huddled together, recounting what each had done. Colonel Coleman had asked them earlier if they could tell him anything about Lieutenant Davidson, and when we was expressing the opinion that I must have been lost in that last heavy volley, I sprang into their midst. As the Colonel wished to know where I had been, I told him all except about getting behind the stump, and I received public praise. All rights reserved. The information found at this site is for the purpose of non-commercial genealogical research.
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