OBITUARY RECORD. Gen. David Morrison. Gen. David Morrison, who died Tuesday morning at his home, 43 East Sixty-fifth Street, of heart failure, was born in Glas- gow, Scotland, Jan. 23, 1823. He came to this city in October, 1842, and engaged in the manufacture of brasswork, his factory for many years being at 55 West Sixteenth Street. Gen. Morrison became identified with the Seventy-ninth Highlanders from its organ- ization. He bore evidence of his bravery in the wounds he carried. He was truck by a rifle bullet at James Island, heading the charge of Fort Pemberton. To those who witnessed it, that charge will be re- membered among the notable scenes of the war. The Charleston Mercury, refer- ring to this fight, said: "it was left by the Paladins of the North to the brave Seventy-ninth Highlanders to test the virtue of cold steel on Southern nerves. Thank God, Lincoln has, or had, only one Seventy-ninth Regiment, for there is but a remnant left to tell the tale. The sol- diers who can make such a charge and those who can stand it, their conditions being equal, are the parties to win a war." When at South Mountain the order was given to lead the Highlanders up the hill and capture the battery which was galling the Northern Army, he asked: "Where are my men?" He had only 250 left out of 1,000. When the necessary troops were added to his command he made this charge and won. His order at Antietam showed his love for his Highlanders, when he wrote the following general order: It is with the most heartfelt pleasure that the Lieutenant Colonel commanding observes the present splendid discipline of the regiment. Soldiers of the Seventy-ninth, within the last four weeks you have passed through the most trying times you have ever experienced; you have not only fought many battles, but endured untold hardships; you have accomplished many marches by day and by night, many of you without shoes and all poorly clothed; you have endured both hunger and thirst with scarcely a murmur of complaint. On the field of Chantilly you were the first to meet the enemy. You fought like heroes, and, although many of our brave comrades fell, and among the rest our gallant and beloved General, the object of the fight was accomplished. On the battlefield of South Mountain, you saved the day by your steady conduct, and in the last great battle you elicited by your intrepid action the admiration of the Brigadier General commanding. But, fel- low-soldiers, it is not by good fighting alone you have shone your discipline. I have not had occa- sion to punish a single man for disobedience or misconduct, and in expressing the deep satisfac- tion I feel over this happy circumstance, I can only express the hope that you will one and all persevere in that course of good behavior and cor- rect deportment, whis is at all times and under all circumstances the highest praise and honor of the brave soldier. D. MORRISON Lieutenant Colonel Commanding. Gen. Morrison's right hand was shattered by a ball while leading the regiment at Spottsylvania, and at Green River he had his right leg wounded by his horse rearing and falling back on him. At the close of the war Gen. Morrison opened his place of business and resumed work as if he had left it Saturday night and returned Monday morning. He was actively interested in educational art and literature. He was an earnest Presby- terian, and actively engaged in Church work.