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both friend and foe lie together. On Monday night and Tuesday thousands of our army were engaged in burying the dead and we are finding them every day. You will of course see the report of the battle in the papers. The enemy fought with a desperation worthy of a better cause but superior drill and discipline soon told fearfully on their ranks. Their officers could plainly be heard exhorting their men to stand firm. We suffered fearfully on Sunday but on Monday the loss was not so much. Col. Peabody was shot through the head on Sunday morning while leading a charge on the enemys guns. A braver or more noble man never lived. In him I lost a true friend and had he lived I should have risen rapidly in rank. The Lt. Colonel who has taken his place is a brave man and has forwarded my name to Head Quarters for promotion. He is a man of influence and will secure me a position on the staff of some one of the Generals if possible. Three times in his presence did I rally my men and pour a deadly fire into enemys ranks and was publicly thanked while on the field by Gen Mc Cook & staff. How my heart beat at the words and how much I would have given could my father have lived to have heard them. I the wild reckless boy may wear laurels yet. Why not. My lane has