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had passed through a variety of scenes in life scenes of romance and adventure and had known much of pleasure and much of sorrow. He was at times bitterly sarcastic, and hence it was sometimes said that he wanted heart and generosity and kindness of feeling. But his was that sarcastic levity of tongue, " the stinging of a heart the world hath stung." And while it cannot be denied that he had some- what of the sceva indignatio of Swift, yet those who knew him best aver that he was kind and gentle and generous to a fault.
During the course of his public career he fought four duels, one of them with James Watson Webb, then editor of the New York Courier and Enquirer. He deeply regretted the necessity that forced him into duelling, but it was the universal custom of the country, and Mr. Marshall could never brook an aspersion on his courage.
He was attended all his life after reaching manhood by an evil spirit, and it certainly speaks volumes for the strength of his intellect to say that, notwithstanding the almost omnipotent sway exercised over him by this evil spirit, and, at times, his abject bondage to its malign influence, he nevertheless became a brilliant and magnificient orator, an able and profound lawyer, and a far-seeing and sagacious statesman.
First North Carolina Infantry of Confederate States Army. ROSTER OF ITS COMMISSIONED OFFICERS.
The following papers, the Roster and the song " Twenty-eighth Regiment North Carolina Volunteers," are kindly furnished by General James H. Lane, of the Agricultural and Mechanical College, Auburn, Alabama. General Lane writes:
" As soon as the Twenty-eighth North Carolina Volunteers had organized at High Point, it was ordered to Wilmington. Although I had only two acquaintances in the regiment, I was unanimously elected Colonel, a compliment that took me com- pletely by surprise. I was at the time Lieutenant-Colonel of the First North Carolina Volunteers, stationed at Camp Fayette- ville, near Yorktown. On reaching Wilmington I found a regi- ment amply making up in patriotic ardor what it lacked in mili- tary knowledge. The camp was full of this ' Dixie ' song printed on slips of paper, and everybody in the regiment was singing
