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1862 AD (search for this): chapter 23
eastworks of Yorktown lines. I know not what style of picture artists may draw of us in forthcoming times, but suppose men of genius will paint in glorious colors, in which all the pomp and circumstance of war will be duly portrayed, with bands and banners, fine cloth and gold lace; but should any disciple of the beautiful and true require a living model, he can dress his subject at the nearest rag-shop, and I promise it will be pronounced truthful and lifelike by any who fought in 1861 and 1862. Except our arms and accoutrements, all things else were worthless. Garments were perforated in all manner of places; some had shoes; but few rejoiced in more than one suit of under clothes, which had never seen soap for months — for soap we had none. A little longer stay at Yorktown lines, and I might have exclaimed with Falstaff: There is but half a shirt in my whole company. When nearly all the troops had left, we of the honorable rear-guard received notice to pack up and prepare for
May 3rd (search for this): chapter 23
oiced in more than one suit of under clothes, which had never seen soap for months — for soap we had none. A little longer stay at Yorktown lines, and I might have exclaimed with Falstaff: There is but half a shirt in my whole company. When nearly all the troops had left, we of the honorable rear-guard received notice to pack up and prepare for departure. Having nothing to pack, it was with great facility that we formed in line and marched out of the breastworks about nine P. M., Saturday, May third. A strong picket-guard was left in front to keep up appearances ; but the enemy were as well aware as ourselves of our every movement, having made frequent ascents with their large balloon to satisfy themselves on this point. The works were left intact, but, save a few unwieldy columbiads, all ordnance had been carried off many days previously. Our men made dunories, and put them in the embrasures, besides stuffing old clothes to represent sentinels. These latter had placards on t
May 6th (search for this): chapter 23
undisturbed as if the enemy were a thousand miles distant. As we never had any spare transportation in the most prosperous times, (and of course very little in presence of an enemy who could well supply us,) many of our wounded were left behind in Williamsburgh, and scores of dead left unburied. This, of course, was a military necessity. Longstreet was far in the rear with his corps, and had to hurry on to the main army. No enemy pursued, however, and it was not until Tuesday evening, (May sixth,) sixteen hours after we had left, that the enemy entered Williamsburgh in force. This affair was heralded by McClellan as a complete victory; and the newspapers quoted McClellan's despatch, in large capitals: The enemy are running! I will drive them to the wall! Large editions, expressly for European circulation, spoke of the rebellion as nigh broken up, and described our troops as ragged, hungry, footsore, and dispirited-all they want now is one more twist of the Anaconda's coil, e
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