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Field (search for this): chapter 3.33
luxury-above all, to marry some charming creature-and I am now looking out for one to suit me. I do not ask riches, my friend; a plain country girl would please me best-one who is warm-hearted and kind to the soldier! A few moments afterwards a smiling face appeared at the door; a pair of female lips said, Walk in, gentlemen; and starting from a deep reverie into which he had fallen, Personne rose, bowed, and accepted the invitation, bowing low again as he entered, with his lofty air of Field-Marshal. Is it necessary to continue the narrative, to say that Personne and his friend nearly produced a famine, and when they retired had their haversacks filled with every delicacy? It was only when well beyond earshot that he laughed his low laugh, and exclaimed with solemn earnestness, Now by the gods that dwell on high Olmpus!-we are in luck to-day! Such was Personne, the pride of the Third, the object of the admiring affection and regard of all the Revolutionnaires! The writer de
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ith the enemy-at Leesburg. The town was their favourite arena for combat. They delighted to visit, and early established a dining acquaintance there-selecting those houses where, between the courses, they could gaze into fair eyes, and tempt their fate. When they returned after these expeditions in search of horseshoes, they revelled in descriptions of ham and turkey and dessert-making ration-beef tougher, and camp flat-cake more like lead than ever. On the main street of Leesburg, near Pickett's tavern, the Third especially congregated. They wore the snowiest shirt bosoms, the bluest gray jackets, and the reddest cuffs imaginable. Thus armed to the teeth, and clad for war and conquest, they would separate in search of young ladies, and return at evening with the most glowing accounts of their adventures. Ii. A glance at the headquarters of the Third, and a brief notice of one of those worthies, may prove of interest to the descendants of these doubty Revolutionnaires.
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nder a reply necessary, the Third came away soon after this-but the order to retire had been previously given, and the piece did not move off at a faster gait than a rapid trot-it might have been a gallop. This little affair was in October, and on our return to Leesburg the enemy were preparing to cross and attack us. General Evans put on the road to Edwards' Ferry all the guns, with the exception of the Third, which was sent with the Eighth Virginia regiment to repel an assault from General McCall, who was approaching Goose Creek, on our right, with a Division, and twelve pieces of artillery. The Third undertook this with alacrity, and remained in position at the Burnt bridge with ardour, hoping that the enemy would have the temerity to approach. He did not do so, and at mid-day General Evans sent down for the regiment and the gun, and ordered them at double-quick and trot-march to the vicinity of Ball's Bluff. The regiment — the Eighth Virginia--was ordered to drive the enemy
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terrour to the stoutest heart. A form of logic in which he evidently reposed the fullest faith was, An ought's an oughta figure's a figure-therefore you owe me a dollar and a half; and another mysterious phrase, Speak to me, Gimlet, was a fund of unending enjoyment to him. His comparison of distance was, As far as a blue-winged pigeon can fly in six months; his measure of cold was, Cold enough to freeze the brass ears on a tin monkey; his favourite oath, Now, by the gods who dwell on high Olympus! and his desire for a furlough was uniformly urged upon the ground that he wished to go home and see his first wife's relations. Personne was thus the victim of a depraved taste for slang, but he was a scholar and a gentleman — a travelled man and a very elegant writer. When the war broke out he was residing in New York; but at the call of Virginia, his native State, he had left all the delights of Broadway and the opera; abandoned bright waistcoats, gay neckties, and fine boots, to pu
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ed by a curious and laughing crowd, and from the crowd was heard a voice exclaiming, Here's your Revolutionary ducks! The person who had uttered this severe criticism of the ununiformed and somewhat travel-worn warriors was soon discovered to be an irreverent hackman; but the nick-name made the youthful soldiers laugh — they accepted it. They were thenceforth known to all their friends and acquaintances as the Revolutionary ducks. The Revolutionnaires marched to Manassas at the end of May, 1861, and a few days after their arrival one of the South Carolinians camped there, asked me if I had seen the little General, meaning General Beauregard, who had just assumed command. The little General visited the battery, and soon dispatched it with his advance-force under Bonham to Fairfax Court-House, where it remained camped on a grassy slope until the middle of July, when it came away with unseemly haste. In fact, a column of about fifty-five thousand blue-coats were after it; and the
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Annals of the third. I. Sad but pleasing are the memories of the past! Gay and grotesque as well as sorrowful and sombre, are the recollections of the old soldiers who, in the months of 1861, marched to the rolling drum of Beauregard! At that time the present writer was a Sergeant of Artillery, to which high rank he had been promoted from the position of private: and the remembrance of those days when he was uniformly spoken to as Sergeant is by no means unpleasing. The contraryonly he could smile. He no doubt does so still. In these virtuous and useful occupations-mingled with much smoking, and close attention to horseshoes — the hours and days sped away, there near Leesburg, in the fall and winter of the good year 1861. Posted on the far Potomac there, to guard the frontier, the Third and their companions had a large amount of time upon their hands which it was necessary to dispose of. Sometimes the enemy opposite amused them — as when they ran a gun down to th
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re to proceedit was admirable: and thus encouraged, the Third continued at their post until the enemy's batteries on Maryland Heights had gotten our range, and their rifle shell began to tear the ground near by. Concluding that the distance was too great to render a reply necessary, the Third came away soon after this-but the order to retire had been previously given, and the piece did not move off at a faster gait than a rapid trot-it might have been a gallop. This little affair was in October, and on our return to Leesburg the enemy were preparing to cross and attack us. General Evans put on the road to Edwards' Ferry all the guns, with the exception of the Third, which was sent with the Eighth Virginia regiment to repel an assault from General McCall, who was approaching Goose Creek, on our right, with a Division, and twelve pieces of artillery. The Third undertook this with alacrity, and remained in position at the Burnt bridge with ardour, hoping that the enemy would have th
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ll their friends and acquaintances as the Revolutionary ducks. The Revolutionnaires marched to Manassas at the end of May, 1861, and a few days after their arrival one of the South Carolinians camped there, asked me if I had seen the little General, meaning General Beauregard, who had just assumed command. The little General visited the battery, and soon dispatched it with his advance-force under Bonham to Fairfax Court-House, where it remained camped on a grassy slope until the middle of July, when it came away with unseemly haste. In fact, a column of about fifty-five thousand blue-coats were after it; and the Third detachment, with their gun, had a narrow escape. They were posted, solus, near the village of Germantown, with the trees cut down, four hundred and thirty yards by measurement, in front to afford range for the fire. Here they awaited with cheerfulness the advance of the small Federal force, until a horseman galloped up with, Gentlemen! The enemy are upon you, whic
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