on its rolls. In CHARLIE'S mess of eleven, there were eight students of divinity,-an evidence of the sort of association which he preferred.

They remained with this battery but a short time, however, its great popularity having increased its numbers beyond due proportion. General Jackson ordered that all members who had joined after a certain date should be stricken from its rolls, with the privilege of joining any other commands. This occurred at Swift Run Gap, and CHARLIE and his mess at once united themselves in a body with the Danville Artillery, commanded by Captain George Wooding, and attached to the 3d Brigade of Jackson's Division. A few weeks after, this brigade, joining the forces of General Edward Johnson, moved, all under command of General Jackson, against Milroy in the western counties, driving him from Jack's Mountain and McDowell, pursuing as far as Franklin, and thence returning by rapid marches to the Valley.

The history of the brilliant campaign of the spring of 1862 needs not to be repeated in this brief memoir. In nearly every engagement of that eventful month CHARLIE'S battery took active part, and he himself did gallant service. In the glowing description he wrote of his sensations as they charged the routed columns of Banks through the streets of Winchester, amid the wild cheers of welcome, it appeared how complete was the transformation from the quiet student to the daring and enthusiastic soldier.

The battery narrowly escaped capture on the Harper's Ferry hills, being the last part of the army withdrawn in the retreat. Sullenly retiring between the flanking columns of the enemy, they avenged themselves at Port Republic, where their guns completed the rout of Shields's army, and "Stonewall" himself followed for miles in pursuit with two of their pieces, CHARLIE'S gun being one, pouring grape into their ranks from every eminence.

Immediately after these battles, the army of the Valley moved to the lines about Richmond, menaced by McClellan. The Danville Artillery took position near Mechanicsville,

and, during all the heavy fighting which followed its arrival, occupied advanced positions on the line.

For six long, bloody days the battle raged with unabated fury. CHARLIE GAY never once left his post, nor did his brave spirit ever falter through all that Pandemonium of shot and shell. He stood to his gun as calmly as if it were but a holiday exercise, never shrinking from the messengers of death, and by his example and his cheering words inspiring his comrades to equal fearlessness.

The night of the sixth day's fighting found him quite unwell, and so exhausted by excessive marching and fatigue as to be really unfit for duty. A messmate procured medicine for him, and next morning, which was the 1st of July, the memorable day of Malvern Hill, endeavored to dissuade him from going into the engagement. But he refused to report to the surgeon, and resumed his place at the gun. The battery went into position for action under a heavy fire from the gunboats on the James. As his piece was being brought into line, a shell burst over it, and a fragment struck CHARLIE in the shoulder and neck, causing instant death.

His body was borne from the field by his brother, and received a soldier's burial in a neighboring churchyard. Thence on the following day it was removed by friends, who came from Richmond for the purpose, to the family burial-place in Hollywood, where now he lies under the shadowing oaks, awaiting the last great reveille.

So lived and died our friend, leaving to us the memory of a blameless life and a heroic death, and the sincere belief that for him it was but a step from the clash of arms to a realm of perfect peace.

In his private relations we would only say that he was as modest and retiring as he was deserving; the very soul of honor and of truth; a devoted son and brother, and a sympathizing friend. As a soldier, the most fitting tribute to his worth is the language of his battery commander, who afterwards so nobly fell at Fredericksburg, and who wrote from this battle-field to CHARLIE'S parents, to whom he was a

stranger, words of sympathy for the loss of a manly and hightoned gentleman, and a faithful and gallant soldier,—one who knew his duty, and was never known to shrink from its performance.

S. B. GIBBONS,

OF PAGE COUNTY, VIRGINIA; COLONEL, 1OTH VIRGINIA INFANTRY.

SIMEON B. GIBBONS, son of Samuel and Christina Gibbons, was born in Page County, Virginia, May 25, 1833. His boyhood was passed in the Valley of Virginia. In July, 1849, he was entered as a cadet at the Virginia Military Institute, where he graduated with credit in 1852. After this he taught school a couple of years; was married in Harrisonburg in 1855, and entered into business life in that place as a merchant. During his residence in Harrisonburg, Mr. GIBBONS was for a time a member of the Board of Visitors of the Virginia Military Institute. He was also chosen captain of a volunteer company raised in Harrisonburg, with which he served during the imprisonment and at the execution of John Brown, at Charlestown, in 1859. During the following year a regiment was formed in this section, to the command of which he was chosen; with this regiment he reported among the first at Harper's Ferry in the beginning of the war. Here his election was confirmed by the Confederate Government, and his regiment received the name 10th Virginia Infantry. Colonel GIBBONS served with General Joseph E. Johnston while confronting the forces of Patterson along the upper Potomac, when, after a series of brilliant movements, the former outwitted his adversary, and joined the army of Beauregard at Bull Run, securing a victory which sent a thrill of joy and hope throughout the whole South. The 10th Virginia, then a part of Elzey's Brigade, arrived on the battle-field at the most critical hour of the day, and, headed by its gallant

colonel, aided in turning the tide of battle and routing the Federal army. The fall and winter of 1861-2 were spent in the neighborhood of Fairfax Station. When General Johnston moved to the Peninsula to reinforce Magruder at Yorktown, Colonel GIBBONS was sent with his regiment to the Valley of Virginia with Stonewall Jackson. In the arduous campaign which ensued he took an active part, participating in its many dangers and difficulties with an innate soldierly spirit, made more perfect by the example of his peerless leader. But his service was not to be of long duration, as he was killed while leading his regiment in a charge upon the enemy at the battle of McDowell, in Highland County, Virginia, on the 8th of May, 1862.

Colonel GIBBONS was not only an affectionate and dutiful son, a true and fond husband, but was beloved and respected by all who knew him. At his death every soldier in his command felt that he had lost not only a brave and Christian leader, one whom he could follow trustingly in battle, but a warm and tried friend, who could sympathize with him, and upon whose assistance he could always depend.

JOHN T. GIBBS, Jr.,

OF LEXINGTON, VIRGINIA; CORPORAL, ROCKBRIDGE ARTILLERY, STONEWALL BRIGADE.

The subject of this brief memoir was born at Old Point Comfort, Virginia, 31st of July, 1843. He entered the Virginia Military Institute as a cadet July 20, 1859, which position he resigned May 23, 1860.

On the breaking out of the war he joined the Rockbridge Artillery, under command of the Rev. Dr. W. N. Pendleton. With this company he served until, from excessive fatigue and exposure, he was taken sick and sent to hospital in Rich

mond; he lingered but a few days, and expired on the 6th of September, 1864.

An extract from a letter received by his friends from Captain A. Graham, then commanding his company, best shows his character and the estimation in which he was held:

"I was not only surprised but deeply grieved to hear of his death, as I considered him one of the best and bravest soldiers in my company. In his character and conduct he had given promise of a useful and brilliant manhood. He was not only a brave and fearless soldier, but a sincere and consistent Christian."

EDMOND GOODE,

OF BEDFORD COUNTY, VIRGINIA; COLONEL, 58TH VIRGINIA INFANTRY.

Colonel EDMOND GOODE, the eldest son of John and Ann M. Goode, was born in Bedford County, Virginia, on the 4th of May, 1825.

After attending for several years in his early youth the grammar schools of the neighborhood, he became a student at the New London Academy, an old and celebrated institution of learning, over which the beloved Bishop Cobbs once presided, and which may now point with maternal pride and tenderness to a long line of worthy and distinguished citizens who laid the foundation of their usefulness and distinction within her classic and venerable walls. He continued to prosecute his studies at this institution until July, 1843, when he entered the Virginia Military Institute as a State cadet from the senatorial district composed of the counties of Bedford and Franklin. Having completed the course at the Institute, during the last year of which he acted as a captain in the corps of cadets, he received his diploma as a member of the graduating class in the summer of 1846, and returned to his native county, where he taught school for two years, in fulfill