. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . y, I sawone of the men of my regi-ment, a soldier named EdMalone, out of his place inthe line and close beside to him I asked, Ed,why are you not in line?What do you want withme? Malone responded:Colonel, I want permissionto remain wid ye for if ye arekilt yees cannot fall downwid them gunboats on. Dr. Fred W. Byers, myold surgeon, is sitting byme as 1 write and asks:General, why dont you tell them the sharp answer you gave me
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . y, I sawone of the men of my regi-ment, a soldier named EdMalone, out of his place inthe line and close beside to him I asked, Ed,why are you not in line?What do you want withme? Malone responded:Colonel, I want permissionto remain wid ye for if ye arekilt yees cannot fall downwid them gunboats on. Dr. Fred W. Byers, myold surgeon, is sitting byme as 1 write and asks:General, why dont you tell them the sharp answer you gave me to aquestion I asked you one day when we were riding together? Now themajor-surgeon is a character known in all commanderies of t he Loyal Legionand the posts of the Grand Army of the Republic for liis genial stories andhis humorous recitations, and while he cannot write as good a song asWhen Sherman Marched Down to the Sea, which is from the pen ofAdjutant Byers, yet our Doctor livers can sing a hotter song, and,like the adjutant, his namesake, he was always up with the fact, he would disobey my orders, fail to retire to the field hospital,. The Subject of Malones Anxiety. AMERICAN HEROISM, 263 and would Iollow up the line of kittle. But we will let him tell his(iw ii story. Riding with you one day, general, as we were passing a sutlers tent,your horse kicked an oyster can in my direction, and as it came by me 1asked,What kind of ammunition is this? Your answer was,Canoister,doctor.* While humorous stories enlivened the camp, and the ludicrous retort themarch or skirmish line, there was also the pathos and heroism of thehospital. Going to the field hospital the night of the second days battle ofNashville, 1 found Corporal Henry H. Cutter of Company C of my ownregiment, dying from a shot through the body. Giving me his little keepsakesand watch to send his mother, he asked me to assure his parents that he didhis duty and died for his country. Henry was a brave soldier
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