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John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., Stuart. (search)
acious memory, Stuart registered everybody; and in his command, his word, bad or good, largely set up or pulled down. To dwell still for a few moments upon the private and personal character of the man-he possessed some accomplishments unusual in famous soldiers. He was an excellent writer, and his general orders were frequently very striking for their point and eloquence. That in which he called on his men after the ride around McClellan to avenge Latane! and that on the death of Major Pelham, his chief of artillery, are good examples. There was something of the Napoleonic fervour in these compositions, and, though dashed off rapidly, they were pointed, correct, and without bombast. His letters, when collected, will be found clear, forcible, and often full of grace, elegance, and wit. He occasionally wrote verses, especially parodies, for which he had a decided turn. Some of these were excellent. His letters, verses, and orders, were the genuine utterances of the man; not
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., Pelham the gallant (search)
and Pelham were among the number — the gallant Pelham of the battle of Fredericksburg. He was in thion its irreparable loss in the death of Major John Pelham, commanding the Horse Artillery. He ce, but repeatedly, has the Horse Artillery of Pelham given chase at full speed to a flying enemy; adge, and met the advancing column at Aldie-and Pelham was again in his element. Thenceforward, unti That may be unknown, but the work done by Pelham on the great day of Fredericksburg is a part og was silenced. So it roared on steadily with Pelham beside it, blowing up caissons, and continuinghis last round of ammunition was shot away did Pelham retire; and then only after a peremptory orderer long silence, I write. God bless you, dear Pelham; I am proud of your success. But he had nevermoment, rode away with the declaration that if Pelham was fool enough to stay there, he was not. Butnt was a marvel of hard fighting, however, and Pelham was the hero of the stout, close struggle. An[13 more...]
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., Hardeman Stuart: the young Captain of the signal corps. (search)
all duties assigned to him. He courted danger with a boyish gaiety which shone in his dancing eyes and on his smiling lips, and seemed to covet opportunities of exposing himself to the heaviest fire, in the thickest portion of the fight. No bullet touched him, however; the shot and shell, bursting and plunging everywhere, seemed determined to avoid him and do him no harm. He came out of the battle gay, laughing, and unharmed as he had entered it. At the White house, afterward, he went with Pelham in that boyish frolic, the chase of the gunboats, and then we rode back all a summer's day to the banks of the Chickahominy, conversing. The delightful gaiety of the boy made the long, hot miles of sandy highway slip away unseen; and here I first obtained an insight into the character of the noble young Mississippian, before a stranger, but to be to me from that moment a valued friend. His gallantry during the battle had attracted attention, and he now secured, through his cousin, Gener
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., I. (search)
all duties assigned to him. He courted danger with a boyish gaiety which shone in his dancing eyes and on his smiling lips, and seemed to covet opportunities of exposing himself to the heaviest fire, in the thickest portion of the fight. No bullet touched him, however; the shot and shell, bursting and plunging everywhere, seemed determined to avoid him and do him no harm. He came out of the battle gay, laughing, and unharmed as he had entered it. At the White house, afterward, he went with Pelham in that boyish frolic, the chase of the gunboats, and then we rode back all a summer's day to the banks of the Chickahominy, conversing. The delightful gaiety of the boy made the long, hot miles of sandy highway slip away unseen; and here I first obtained an insight into the character of the noble young Mississippian, before a stranger, but to be to me from that moment a valued friend. His gallantry during the battle had attracted attention, and he now secured, through his cousin, Gener
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., A deserter. (search)
as we now advanced, mounted skirmishers from the Federal side forded the stream, and very gallantly came to meet us. On our side, sharpshooters were promptly deployed-then came the bang of carbines-then Stuart's Horse Artillery galloped up, under Pelham, and a rear-guard affair began. Stuart formed his column for a charge, and had just begun to move, when the Federal skirmishers were seen retiring; a dense smoke arose from Cub Run bridge, and suddenly the enemy's artillery on a knoll beyond opeirst shot they fired was admirable. It fell plump into a squadron of cavalry-between the files as they were ranged side by side in column of twos-and although it burst into a hundred pieces, did not wound man or horse. The Horse Artillery under Pelham replied to the fire of the opposing guns; an animated artillery duel commenced, and the ordinary routine began. Ii. There is a French proverb which declares that although you may know when you set out on a journey, you do not know when you
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., A dash at Aldie. (search)
front, and said briefly: Tell Wickham to form on the hill, and bring up Pelham at a gallop! The order was delivered to Wickham; then I went to hurry PelhaPelham. I found him advancing, alone, at a walk, riding a huge artillery horse, his knees drawn up by the short stirrups. The pieces are coming at a gallop, was his sral artillery changed its position. I always thought they must have known when Pelham was opposed to them. In the Southern army there was no greater artillerist thaam; the cavalry moved slowly back, with the enemy's shell bursting above them. Pelham limbered up coolly; the column headed to the left; a friendly by-road, grassy, d. Camp Pelham indicated that this young immortal had finished his career. Pelham, in fact, was dead. At Manassas, Williamsburg, Cold Harbour, Groveton, Sharpsbn of 1866, the landscape must be dreary there; the red flag floats no more, and Pelham lives only in memory. But that is enough. There are some human beings who, on
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., Roslyn and the White house: before and after. (search)
y, which he had abandoned when deciding upon the James river line of retreat-change of base, if you prefer the phrase, reader --and to the White House General Stuart had hurried to prevent if possible the destruction of the stores. He was too late. The officer in charge of the great depot had applied the torch to all, and retreated; and when the cavalry arrived, nothing was visible but a black-hulled gunboat which slunk away down the stream, chased by the shots of the Horse Artillery under Pelham. Behind them they left fire and destruction; a scene in which a species of barbaric and disgusting splendour seemed to culminate. Strange moment for my first visit to the White House! to a spot which I had seen often in fancy, but never before with the mortal eye. For this place was one of those historic localities where the forms and voices of the mighty men of old appeared still to linger. Here young Colonel Washington, after that bloody march of Braddock, had paused on his journey