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Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3., Stonewall Jackson's last battle. (search)
eneral was placed upon the litter and carefully raised to the shoulder, I myself bearing one corner. A moment after, artillery from Brigadier-General F. T. Nicholls, C. S. A. From a photograph. the Federal side was opened upon us; great broadsides thundered over the woods; hissing shells searched the dark thickets through, and shrapnels swept the road along which we moved. Two or three steps farther, and the litter-bearer at my side was struck and fell, but, as the litter turned, Major Watkins Leigh, of Hill's staff, happily caught it. But the fright of the men was so great that we were obliged to lay the litter and its burden down upon the road. As the litter-bearers ran to the cover of the trees, I threw myself by the general's side and held him firmly to the ground as he attempted to rise. Over us swept the rapid fire of shot and shell — grape-shot striking fire upon the flinty rock of the road all around us, and sweeping from their feet horses and men of the artillery just
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3., The breastworks at Culp's Hill. (search)
r a heavy bombardment, the infantry, by a gallant and successful charge, drove the enemy from the position they had occupied in the night in the lines of the First Division. The attack on my front, on the morning of the 3d of July, was renewed by Johnson's division simultaneously with our attack on the enemy in our lines on our right, and was conducted with the utmost vigor. The greater part of their heavy losses were sustained within a few yards of our breastworks. His adjutant, Major Watkins Leigh persisted in riding up to the very front of our lines, pushing his men to an assault on my works, where both horse and rider were killed, pierced simultaneously with several bullets. About fifty of the men got too near to our lines to retreat, and threw down their arms, ran up close to our works, threw up their handkerchiefs or white rags, and were allowed to come unarmed into our lines. Shaler's and Canda's brigades were sent to our support and took part in the defense of our lines
. Under this sectional domination grew up a system of protections and bounties to the North without parallel in the history of class legislation and of unequal laws in a common country. Virginia had accepted the Constitution in the hope that the General Government, having power to regulate commerce, would lift the restrictions from her trade. This consideration was held out as a bribe for votes in the Convention. She was bitterly disappointed. In the Virginia Convention of 1822, Mr. Watkins Leigh declared: Every commercial operation of the Federal Government, since I attained manhood, has been detrimental to the Southern Atlantic slaveholding, planting States. The South had no protection for her agriculture. At the time of the adoption of the Constitution, the manufacturing interest was a very unimportant one in the country. But manufactures soon became a prominent and special branch of industry in the North; and a course of sectional legislation was commenced to exact fro
The Daily Dispatch: June 24, 1861., [Electronic resource], The capture of Commodore Robinson's pleasure yacht. (search)
f this truth. Soon after the war of 1812, he astonished the natives' by dashing into Richmond in Stephen Girard's carriage and four, driven by white postilions. It was reported at the time that the Philadelphia banker had made him a present of ten thousand dollars. He strutted and cut 'great swells.' That was his first visit, and it will be his last. He will never see Richmond again, unless he be brought there to be hung as a traitor and rebel, on Capitol Square.--It is no wonder that Watkins Leigh drank that memorable toast, 'Halloo, Scott, a fool for luck,' He talks of being in Richmond by the 15th of July !! He don't know that 'tempora mutanter,' he never read the 'Classics,' he don't understand Latin. A strutting peacock, to falk of being in Richmond and Memphis by the middle of July !--'tempora mutantur, et nos mutamur in illis.'" Of all the "unkind cuts" Scott ever received in peace or war, this talking Latin at him, and telling him he don't understand it, is the "mos
and gathering the original thirteen scattered and separated colonies into one great State. In the great nullification struggle of 1832-33 she was ready to act a part worthy of her position and renown. She sent one of her ablest sons, the late Mr. Leigh, as a commissioner, or sort of ambassador, to South Carolina, who pleaded in a masterly manner, in large assemblies of the impetuous people of the Palmetto State, the cause of Union. This same mission she has again to perform, and exert hd one may address to her the language that was addressed to the Hebrew maiden that had been exalted to the throne of a great monarch: "Who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this?" It is true, Virginia has no Watkins Leigh in these days; she has no James McDowell, who would so well have performed such a mission. But has she not a Hunter, a Millson, a McFarland, a Boteler, a Rives, a Bocock, a Stuart, and many other able and prudent men who are fit for this mis