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Civil War historians ought be compelled to affix a piece of scarlet tape to their lapels in eternal penance for missing this book, for mis-shelving it for 132 years among Civil War novels, for attributing authorship to a writer of fiction, for as to provenance and subject matter Red-Tape and Pigeon-Hole Generals is self-authenticating, it needs little explanatory introduction and Frederick B. Arner provides that little. The most cursory reading of "just one" chapter shows it to be a memoir; a little digging--Digging! Forget digging, merely scratching the surface.--removes "A. Citizen Soldier's" transparent cloak of anonymity and there standing naked before us is its author, Lieutenant Colonel William H. Armstrong, 129th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry; there is Armstrong, also Judge Advocate, standing solid as a statue, his stare fixed, his arm fully extended, straight as a yardstick, pointing an accusatory finger directly at: Andrew Atkinson Humphreys, Brigadier General, Army of the Potomac, Commander, Third Division, Fifth Corps. J'Accuse.
There is no doubt of this. For Civil War historians there is no excuse for this.
Civil War historians ought be compelled to affix a piece of scarlet tape to their lapels in eternal penance for missing this book, for mis-shelving it for 132 years among Civil War novels, for attributing authorship to a writer of fiction, for as to provenance and subject matter Red-Tape and Pigeon-Hole Generals is self-authenticating, it needs little explanatory introduction and Frederick B. Arner provides that little. The most cursory reading of "just one" chapter shows it to be a memoir; a little digging--Digging! Forget digging, merely scratching the surface.--removes "A. Citizen Soldier's" transparent cloak of anonymity and there standing naked before us is its author, Lieutenant Colonel William H. Armstrong, 129th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry; there is Armstrong, also Judge Advocate, standing solid as a statue, his stare fixed, his arm fully extended, straight as a yardstick, pointing an accusatory finger directly at: Andrew Atkinson Humphreys, Brigadier General, Army of the Potomac, Commander, Third Division, Fifth Corps. J'Accuse.
There is no doubt of this. For Civil War historians there is no excuse for this.
