. 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 . es, with his liridle rein inhis teeth and his sabre in his right hand,swearing and shouting to his soldiers: There is the devils own fun to-day,boys, all along the line. Phil Kearnywas the most magnetic man in theArmy of the Potomac, and but for hisuntimely death at Chantilly he wouldhave been placed, by Lincoln, in com-mand of that army, and I have seen theletter from Kearny to Halstead, a New-arker. and his Fidna Achntcs in whichKearny
. 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 . es, with his liridle rein inhis teeth and his sabre in his right hand,swearing and shouting to his soldiers: There is the devils own fun to-day,boys, all along the line. Phil Kearnywas the most magnetic man in theArmy of the Potomac, and but for hisuntimely death at Chantilly he wouldhave been placed, by Lincoln, in com-mand of that army, and I have seen theletter from Kearny to Halstead, a New-arker. and his Fidna Achntcs in whichKearny asserts this fact and gives presi-dential assurance of its truth. But for his love of his own soldiers he would not have been killed, for hewas doing picket duty w^hen Stonewall Jacksons men sent the fatal l)ulletthat stilled one of the bravest and noblest hearts that ever beat beneath vest. No wonder Stonewall Jacksons staff uncovered their heads when GeneralMagruder saw the insignia of a major-general on Kearnys shoulder as theybore his dead body in silence (for Kearny was Bankhead Magruders fellowstudent at West Point) to their own General Philip Kearny. 172 THE STOHV OF Trace all the annals of chivalry back to CharkMnagne. or go back to thedays of the Norse kings, and you will hnd none so loyal in love or so dauntlessin war as Philip Kearny. Before he died (not a month) he wrote the following verse iu a letter toPet Halsted, as if predicting his ow-n fate: Deatli, sword in hand; avo! death among dead foes!Let busfles sound while nisjhtinirales are sinsfinfir,Wliile mv breath into April air is winging,And on my heart blossoms a gory rose. A Captain of Cavalry. The true history of the war is yet to be written, and that work will I)ebest received which will gather together the heroic deeds of the dead, whodid not die unwept, but whose names and whose deathless valor as yet havereceived no appropriate recognition. At college, as a bright, roystering boy, I kne
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