
The night before he died, he was getting dressed (about 2:00 AM), and suddenly he told his aide-de-camp that no--he was going to change. After all, this was going to be his first real military foray--the occupation of Alexandria, across the Potomac from Washington, D.C. and he wanted to look his best. He turned around, opened his trunk, and pulled out a brand new, fresh-from-the-tailor Union officer's uniform. He smilingly told his aide that if he was going to die, it might as well be in his best uniform. Less than eight hours later he was dead.
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