Good for Mark Coburn for pointing out some of the details of the extraordinary life of Dan Sickles -- he is a major character in Joe Twichell's Civil War letters. (And thanks to Hal Bush for his typically thoughtful appreciation of Twichell, and of Pete Messent's and my edition of the letters.) Pete and I had noticed the musical bridge of the 18th and 20th centuries between Sickles' youthful association with Lorenzo da Ponte and his later acquaintance with Charles Ives though Twichell. In fact, Sickles and Ives almost certainly met at the 1913 reunion at Gettysburg when the Iveses accompanied Twichell to Sickles' last hurrah there -- at 93, the general had outlived his many enemies, but had won more, too. The Swanberg biography, as Mark says, is terrific, and I would argue the recent one is too -- it's by the Australian author Thomas Kenneally, of Schindler's List fame, and is called American Scoundrel. Twichell, as you'll see in his letters, was doubtful about serving as chaplain in a regiment commanded by the famed killer of Philip Barton Key, and once turned down an offer to ride in a carriage that contained the adulteress Teresa Bagioli Sickles. But he gradually came to admire Sickles, who was clearly as brave as a lion as well as a shameless self-advertiser. Sickles incurred his superiors' displeasure by ordering slave hunters out of the regimental camp in Maryland in 1862, an event Twichell witnessed approvingly. At Gettysburg, before losing his leg (the shattered bones of which can be seen in the National Museum of Health and Medicine at the Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington) Sickles either nearly lost or helped win the battle by an unauthorized move of his corps forward from the position it had been assigned. Which it was -- nearly lost or won by Sickles -- is endlessly debated by Civil War buffs today. Hal mentioned that Twichell regaled his friend Mark with Civil War tales -- If you look at Chapter 23 of A Tramp Abroad, you'll see a very deft reconstruction of some of their pedestrian conversation, subject suggesting subject, leading to a Twichell tale of dentistry in the army camp as an opener for Clemens' own tale of Nicodemus Dodge and the skeleton. Steve Courtney Terryville, CT 06786