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158 Southern Historical Society Papers.

D. G. Mooney. Dead.

George D. Maxey. Dead.

Robert Miles.

Harmon Maxey.

Charles Maxey. A gallant soldier, who participated in almost every battle in which his company was engaged, and lived a long^ time after the war.

Willis F. Moseley. A nephew of the late Alexander Moseley, ot the Richmond Whig. He was a particularly gallant soldier, wha seemed to love war for its own sake. He performed many gallant feats at Fort Donelson, and diversified the occasion by setting his hook and catching a large catfish during the very height of the battle. He stated that the infantry was too slow for him, and when we returned to Virginia he joined the cavalry. The same day, while riding side by side with General J. E. B. Stuart, on his splen- did stallion "Juba," just as they cleared a brick wall in one of the battles around Winchester, Va., he was shot down, but recovered and afterwards performed many acts of heroism. He lost his life by an accident after the war.

W. W. Newton.

Richard Brown, No. 2. A gallant soldier now living in Cali- fornia.

William P. Newton.

David R. Patteson. Died from camp fever.

Reuben B. Patteson, who was the assistant surgeon of the Nine- teenth Mississippi Infantry Regiment, but resigned to become a cap- tain and quartermaster of the Fifty-sixth Virginia Regiment. He lost his life from exposure prior to the battle at Fort Donelson.

Cornelius Patteson.

Thontas A. Patteson.

Charles R. Patteson. Dead.

James H. Hugh. Lost his right arm in battle.

William Robertson. Dead.

Zachariah Robertson. Dead.

Jacob H. Rudicill.

William B. Sergeant. An excellent soldier. Almost a physical giant in size, who lost his life from exposure upon the retreat from Fort Donelson. The dreary march from Murfreesboro, Tennessee, to Chatanooga, was attended with great suffering and hardship. When, the wayworn survivors again first reached dear old Virginia a