Mr. Carter:

While this doesn't contain any company organization info on the 9th Alabama, (which I realize is your main concern), I thought you might enjoy this. I transcribed it from the newspaper microfilm.

Regards,
Hoyt Cagle

From the Moulton Advertiser (Lawrence County) 30 Jun 1915:
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Interesting Meeting of Old Comrades.
Dr. Jas. R. Edwards, of Denton, Texas, visited Courtland, Sheffield and Florence, en route home from the Richmond Confederate Reunion. Dr. Edwards never misses a Confederate Reunion, and includes in his itinerary a brief visit to Courtland. Though he has resided in Texas for 32 years he cherishes the friends and memories of long ago. He loves his native state and the associates of "Those pure and happy times-the golden days of old."
At Denton, Dr. Edwards' home is shaded by trees from Alabama, luxuriant ferns from Alabama mountains, adorn his lawn; on his farm he raises Alabama corn and cotton and Alabama watermelons. He chases Texas wolves with Alabama hounds, shoots quail over Alabama hunting dogs-in truth Alabama is engraven upon his heart.
While at Courtland Dr. Edwards was visited by Marion Wilson, of Loosier. It was a meeting of old comrades, the first in 33 years. Dr. Edwards was assistant surgeon of Company D, and Mr. Wilson a member of Company I, Ninth Alabama Regiment, Army of Virginia, of which the illustrious Robert E. Ler[sic] was commander-in-chief. Both enlisted in early manhood at Florence, Ala., their birthplace, "for the war." From first to last they were participants in the fratricidal struggle of the North and South, the South outnumbered four to one in the final battles. Manassas, Seven Pines, Antietam, Fredericksburg, Gettysburg, the Wilderness, Petersburg, following in dire succession, are to them not merely names from the pages of history, but chapters of a great drama in which they moved and had a part.
Many were the thrilling scenes, interspersed with anecdotes, recalled by these men, who were brothers in arms a half century ago.
At the Wilderness, Mr. Wilson was wounded in the cheek, by a fragment of shell. It was an ugly laceration, but Marion Wilson made a joke of it by saying to the surgeon, "grind your needle."
At Gettysburg Mr. Wilson's regiment was in the thick of the fight. The Confederates were greatly outnumbered and the order to fall back was sent down the line. In the din and storm of battle Mr. Wilson and Captain Cannon of Company I were unaware of the order. They were side by side and so intent on the enemy that they failed to observe their comrades falling back. Mr. Wilson was steadily loading and firing. "Suddenly," he said "I missed something. It was our Company. They had fallen back and Captain Cannon and I were facing the enemy alone. Great was our peril, and we hastened to rejoin our men. How we ever reach-[sic] them over that bullet swept field, is to me one of the miracles of the war."
Mr. Wilson, on meeting Dr. Edwards, embraced him and told the spectators of Dr. Edwards' popularity with the soldiers of his regiment. "His place was in the rear," said Mr. Wilson, but Dr. Edwards often went to the assistance of the wounded on the firing line, risking his life in a rain of shot and shell. Thus he saved the life of Dick Jones, of Company I, who was shot in the neck and would have bled to death."
One of the amusing stories told by Mr. Wilson: Camping on the banks of Bull Run, Mr. Wilson's mess boiled a camp kettle of coffee for supper, procuring the water by dipping the kettle into the muddy stream. The coffee was delicious, the soldiers slept delightfully on brush heops[sic] piled on the rain soaked earth. At dawn, when they set about preparing breakfast a big bullfrog was found in the kettle. He had been dipped from the creek and boiled with the supper coffee so much enjoyed by the weary soldiers.
Dr. Edwards and Mr. Wilson are active at 75. Mr. Wilson has cultivated a crop every year since the war until 1914. He is now taking a well earned rest, having reduced his labors to his garden and field of broom corn. He never stops a plow when he wants to go five or ten miles, but walks without effort.
Dr. Edwards is still in practice, with over fifty years' experience. He is county health officer of Denton county, Texas, having been retained for 25 years as a guardian of the public health.