hide Matching Documents

The documents where this entity occurs most often are shown below. Click on a document to open it.

Document Max. Freq Min. Freq
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 28. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 122 4 Browse Search
Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson 48 2 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 31. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 39 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 6. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 22 2 Browse Search
Maj. Jed. Hotchkiss, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 3, Virginia (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 16 4 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 27. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 14 2 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 30. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 14 4 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 26. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 12 2 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 25. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 11 1 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 10. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 11 1 Browse Search
View all matching documents...

Browsing named entities in Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative. You can also browse the collection for Hunter McGuire or search for Hunter McGuire in all documents.

Your search returned 2 results in 1 document section:

Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative, Chapter 2: the battle of Bull Run (July, 1861) (search)
a loud, ringing voice he shouted, I am President Davis. Follow me back to the field! Not far off, Stonewall Jackson, who had been shot through the hand, but had disregarded it until victory was assured, was now having his hand dressed by Surgeon Hunter McGuire. Jackson did not catch the President's words, and McGuire repeated them to him. Jackson quickly shouted: We have whipped them! They ran like sheep! Give me 5000 fresh men, and I will be in Washington City to-morrow morning. In that seMcGuire repeated them to him. Jackson quickly shouted: We have whipped them! They ran like sheep! Give me 5000 fresh men, and I will be in Washington City to-morrow morning. In that sentence, as we shall see, appears almost the only evidence of appreciation among our leaders, on that field, of the great opportunity now before them. The enemy were routed. Jackson saw their demoralization, and felt that, if rapidly followed up, it would spread and might involve the capital itself. And every soldier should have seen in it at least a good chance to cut off and capture many thousands of fugitives retreating by long and roundabout roads. There was little effort, worthy of