During the battle, the General and all his staff were much exposed on their horses, back and forward along the lines, in full view. At one time I found myself the mark of a sharpshooter. Lieut.-Col. Nevin, of the 62d N. Y. V., had just come up, and had a rifle in his hand. He handed it to me, and I fired. In the morning I went to the spot; he had waked up the wrong man; but he sleeps the last sleep. I confess I dropped a bitter tear over the poor fellow, and rode over the field to conduct our brigade up to the Fort. 

Letters of Silas Titus, Brigade Quartermaster at Tennallytown and Adjutant of Peck’s Brigade Staff on the Peninsula. 

Contributed by J. Tierney