J. Hamp SeCheverell, Journal History of the Twenty-Ninth Ohio Veteran Volunteers…
“ One morning, away down between Bull Run and Fredericksburg, when the tired and jaded men were in line for the day’s march, the Colonel was in his saddle with his toes daintily touching the stirrups, his pale, clean shaven face shaded by the visor of his blue cap, from beneath which his practiced eye swept the whole regiment at a glance, while his well-polished sword, firmly gripped, stood perpendicular, resting against the shoulder; with a stentorian voice he published the following order: “Men of the Twenty-ninth, let there be no straggling on the march to-day. ”
