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Chapter 23: around Richmond. Seven Pines war at the very gates harrowing scenes woman's heroism crowded hospitals a lull Jackson's Meteor campaign Ashby dead! the week of blood southern estimate of McClellan what might have been Richmond under ordeal the battle rainbow sad Sequelke real sisters of mercy bee of the toughest veteran in those sturdy ranks; one name that stilled the song on the march and hushed the rough gossip of the bivouac to a saddened whisper. Turner Ashby was dead! True knight-doughty leader — high-hearted gentleman — he had fallen when the fighting was well-nigh over — his devoir nobly done and his name as ed-- Well they learned, whose hands have slain him, Braver, knightlier foe Never fought ‘gainst Moor or Paynim- Rode at Templestowe! All the country missed Ashby. But Virginia mourned him most; and among her stricken sons, those hard-handed, ragged heroes of Jackson's Old Guard-who had marched the furthest and fought the
, in which the spirit of southern song poured itself out. I had in my collection no fewer than forty-seven monodies and dirges on Stonewall Jackson; some dozens on Ashby and a score on Stuart. Some of these were critically good; all of them high in sentiment; but Flash's Jackson --heretofore quoted, when noting that irremediable l, not alone the finest war dirge of the South, it is excelled by no sixteen lines in any language, for power, lilt and tenderness! Perhaps Thompson's Dirge for Ashby, Randall's song of triumph over dead John Pelham and Mrs. Margaret Preston's Ashby, may rank side-by-side next to the Jackson. The modest author of the last-namedAshby, may rank side-by-side next to the Jackson. The modest author of the last-named did not claim it, until the universal voice of her people called for her name; and it is noteworthy that large numbers of war-song writers hid from their just meed, behind the sheltering anonymous: And the universal characteristic of this dirge-poetry is not its mournful tenderness-while nothing could be more touching than that;