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The Annals of the Civil War Written by Leading Participants North and South (ed. Alexander Kelly McClure) 4 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 3 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 4 0 Browse Search
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Thomas C. DeLeon, Four years in Rebel capitals: an inside view of life in the southern confederacy, from birth to death., Chapter 21: the conscription and its consequences. (search)
ter did not ride into the battle with defiance on their brows, but, on the contrary, seemed looking over their shoulders to find a hole in the mesh that implacable conscription had drawn about them. Their next neighbors of the Old North State were hardly better in the main, but some men among them seemed not unlike the militia that had fought so well at Roanoke Island. Green and awkward; shrinking away from the chaff of passing regulars; looking a little sheepish for being conscripts, Zeb Vance's boys yet proved not unworthy the companionship of the men of Bethel, of Manassas and of Richmond. At first the border states, or those overrun by the enemy, gave few additions to the conscript camps. Kentucky, on whose adherence and solid aid to the cause such reliance had been placed in the beginning, had sadly failed to meet it. With the reminiscences of her early chivalry, her romantic warfare of the Dark and bloody ground, and the warlike habits of her men, mingled considerat
er, when the skies looked darkest and rumors of abandoning Richmond were wildly flying, Colonel August was limping up the street. A quidnunc hailed him: Well! The city is to be given up. They're moving the medical stores. Glad of it! called back Colonel Tom-We'll get rid of all this blue mass! From the various army camps floated out stories, epigrams and anecdotes unnumbered; most of them wholly forgotten, with only a few remembered from local color, or peculiar point. General Zeb Vance's apostrophe to the buck-rabbit, flying by him from heavy rifle fire: Go it,--cotton-tail! If I hadn't a reputation, I'd be with you! --was a favorite theme for variations. Similarly modified to fit, was the protest of the western recruit, ordered on picket at Munson's Hill: Go yander ter keep ‘un off! Wy, we'uns kem hyah ter fight th' Yanks; an‘ ef you'uns skeer ‘un off, how'n thunder ez thar goan ter be a scrimmidge, no how? A different story-showing quick resource, wne<
Thomas C. DeLeon, Four years in Rebel capitals: an inside view of life in the southern confederacy, from birth to death., Chapter 21: the conscription and its consequences. (search)
ter did not ride into the battle with defiance on their brows, but, on the contrary, seemed looking over their shoulders to find a hole in the mesh that implacable conscription had drawn about them. Their next neighbors of the Old North State were hardly better in the main, but some men among them seemed not unlike the militia that had fought so well at Roanoke Island. Green and awkward; shrinking away from the chaff of passing regulars; looking a little sheepish for being conscripts, Zeb Vance's boys yet proved not unworthy the companionship of the men of Bethel, of Manassas and of Richmond. At first the border states, or those overrun by the enemy, gave few additions to the conscript camps. Kentucky, on whose adherence and solid aid to the cause such reliance had been placed in the beginning, had sadly failed to meet it. With the reminiscences of her early chivalry, her romantic warfare of the Dark and bloody ground, and the warlike habits of her men, mingled considerat
er, when the skies looked darkest and rumors of abandoning Richmond were wildly flying, Colonel August was limping up the street. A quidnunc hailed him: Well! The city is to be given up. They're moving the medical stores. Glad of it! called back Colonel Tom-We'll get rid of all this blue mass! From the various army camps floated out stories, epigrams and anecdotes unnumbered; most of them wholly forgotten, with only a few remembered from local color, or peculiar point. General Zeb Vance's apostrophe to the buck-rabbit, flying by him from heavy rifle fire: Go it,--cotton-tail! If I hadn't a reputation, I'd be with you! --was a favorite theme for variations. Similarly modified to fit, was the protest of the western recruit, ordered on picket at Munson's Hill: Go yander ter keep ‘un off! Wy, we'uns kem hyah ter fight th' Yanks; an‘ ef you'uns skeer ‘un off, how'n thunder ez thar goan ter be a scrimmidge, no how? A different story-showing quick resource, wne<
Thomas C. DeLeon, Four years in Rebel capitals: an inside view of life in the southern confederacy, from birth to death., Chapter 21: the conscription and its consequences. (search)
ter did not ride into the battle with defiance on their brows, but, on the contrary, seemed looking over their shoulders to find a hole in the mesh that implacable conscription had drawn about them. Their next neighbors of the Old North State were hardly better in the main, but some men among them seemed not unlike the militia that had fought so well at Roanoke Island. Green and awkward; shrinking away from the chaff of passing regulars; looking a little sheepish for being conscripts, Zeb Vance's boys yet proved not unworthy the companionship of the men of Bethel, of Manassas and of Richmond. At first the border states, or those overrun by the enemy, gave few additions to the conscript camps. Kentucky, on whose adherence and solid aid to the cause such reliance had been placed in the beginning, had sadly failed to meet it. With the reminiscences of her early chivalry, her romantic warfare of the Dark and bloody ground, and the warlike habits of her men, mingled considerat
er, when the skies looked darkest and rumors of abandoning Richmond were wildly flying, Colonel August was limping up the street. A quidnunc hailed him: Well! The city is to be given up. They're moving the medical stores. Glad of it! called back Colonel Tom-We'll get rid of all this blue mass! From the various army camps floated out stories, epigrams and anecdotes unnumbered; most of them wholly forgotten, with only a few remembered from local color, or peculiar point. General Zeb Vance's apostrophe to the buck-rabbit, flying by him from heavy rifle fire: Go it,--cotton-tail! If I hadn't a reputation, I'd be with you! --was a favorite theme for variations. Similarly modified to fit, was the protest of the western recruit, ordered on picket at Munson's Hill: Go yander ter keep ‘un off! Wy, we'uns kem hyah ter fight th' Yanks; an‘ ef you'uns skeer ‘un off, how'n thunder ez thar goan ter be a scrimmidge, no how? A different story-showing quick resource, wne<
Thomas C. DeLeon, Four years in Rebel capitals: an inside view of life in the southern confederacy, from birth to death., Chapter 21: the conscription and its consequences. (search)
ter did not ride into the battle with defiance on their brows, but, on the contrary, seemed looking over their shoulders to find a hole in the mesh that implacable conscription had drawn about them. Their next neighbors of the Old North State were hardly better in the main, but some men among them seemed not unlike the militia that had fought so well at Roanoke Island. Green and awkward; shrinking away from the chaff of passing regulars; looking a little sheepish for being conscripts, Zeb Vance's boys yet proved not unworthy the companionship of the men of Bethel, of Manassas and of Richmond. At first the border states, or those overrun by the enemy, gave few additions to the conscript camps. Kentucky, on whose adherence and solid aid to the cause such reliance had been placed in the beginning, had sadly failed to meet it. With the reminiscences of her early chivalry, her romantic warfare of the Dark and bloody ground, and the warlike habits of her men, mingled considerat
er, when the skies looked darkest and rumors of abandoning Richmond were wildly flying, Colonel August was limping up the street. A quidnunc hailed him: Well! The city is to be given up. They're moving the medical stores. Glad of it! called back Colonel Tom-We'll get rid of all this blue mass! From the various army camps floated out stories, epigrams and anecdotes unnumbered; most of them wholly forgotten, with only a few remembered from local color, or peculiar point. General Zeb Vance's apostrophe to the buck-rabbit, flying by him from heavy rifle fire: Go it,--cotton-tail! If I hadn't a reputation, I'd be with you! --was a favorite theme for variations. Similarly modified to fit, was the protest of the western recruit, ordered on picket at Munson's Hill: Go yander ter keep ‘un off! Wy, we'uns kem hyah ter fight th' Yanks; an‘ ef you'uns skeer ‘un off, how'n thunder ez thar goan ter be a scrimmidge, no how? A different story-showing quick resource, wne<