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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 30. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Fatal wounding of General J. E. B Stuart. (search)
f Stuart was a grave calamity. It is a remarkable fact that though it is thirty-eight years since the death of the celebrated Confederate cavalry leader, General Jeb Stuart, never but once has an accurate account of his being wounded appeared in print, and then it was in the Staunton Spectator. The Richmond Dispatch, a paper thaby her authority in Volume XVII, Southern Historical Society Papers. In this account there is much mention of Captain Dorsey. McClellan's book—A History of General Jeb Stuart from Birth to Death—is one of the most accurate works of the Civil war, and should be in the hands of every cavalryman. Having stated the above facts for ount of the imaginary captures and recaptures of a mythical battery, as in the Sun's last article. From the report of Brigadier-General George A. Custer, General Jeb Stuart is supposed to have received his death wound from Private John H. Huff, a sharpshooter, Company E, Fifth Michigan Cavalry, Custer's Brigade, who died from a
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 30. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.35 (search)
, especially when that career is all too little known, says the Louisville Courier-Journal. In Alabama, in the vale of Alexandria, September 7, in the year 1838, there was born a babe destined to be Bellona's bridegroom, and write John Pelham across the sky in flaming letters of battle. His was a superb career, but for some reason or other it is scarcely known outside of his native State, and even in that State but for being commingled with fiction the daring deeds and brilliant bravery of Jeb Stuart's boy artillerist would be almost mere tradition when the last Confederate shall have passed away. Indeed, while writers almost innumerable—both historical and penny-a-liners—have, in song and story, traced the career of lesser light of higher rank, they have scarcely mentioned much less eulogized the beardless boy whom General Robert E. Lee, in his report of Fredericksburg, termed the gallant Pelham, thus knighting him upon the field. Of this same youth the London Times, in chronicl