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Maryland Heights (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
were called to new fields of glory. This time the locality was at Loudoun Heights, opposite Harper's Ferry; and having dragged their gun up the rugged mountain road with great difficulty, they opened from the summit at the moment when the brave Ashby charged. The result was cheering. Ashby sent word that the shells were falling among his own troops, but directed the fire 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'
Manassas, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
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, entreville, and sent the order --but it never arrived. Thus the Third was cheated of the glory which they would have won in this great movement; and despite the shells which burst for four days in the trenches, they are not entitled to inscribe Manassas on their flag. Two days after the battle they were ordered to advance with General Bonham to Vienna. All obeyed but the Third, which being seized with a violent desire to go to Alexandria instead of Vienna, gave the rest the slip, joined Co
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
th a kindness and consideration mingled, which he still remembers with true pleasure. The battery was known as the Revolutionary ducks. This sobriquet requires explanation, and that explanation is here given. When John Brown, the celebrated Harper's Ferry Martyr, made his onslaught, everything throughout Virginia was in commotion. It was said that the Martyr and his band were only the advance guard of an army coming from Ohio. At this intelligence the battery-then being organized in Richmond by the brave George W. Randolph, afterwards General, and Secretary of War-rushed quickly to arms: that is, to some old muskets in the armory, their artillery armament not having been obtained as yet. Then commanded by the General to be, they set out joyously for Harper's Ferry, intent on heading off the army from Ohio. In due time they landed from the boat in Washington, were greeted by a curious and laughing crowd, and from the crowd was heard a voice exclaiming, Here's your Revolutionar
Mississippi (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
he friends entered the yard, bowed politely, and lay down upon the grass. Then the following dialogue took place in the hearing of the ladies: Personne, carelessly.-A charming day, my friend; humwhat were you saying? friend, with deference.-I was saying, Mr. Personne, that the remarkable feature in the present war is the rank and character of the men who have embarked in it — on the Southern sideas privates. Take yourself, for instance. You belong to one of the first families of Mississippi; you have three or four plantations: you are worth very nearly half a million of dollars-and here you are, serving in the ranks as a private soldier. Personne, with an air of careless grandeur.-No matter! no matter! The cause is everything. My estates must take care of themselves for the present, and I expect to live hard and fight hard, and starve — as we are doing to-day, my friend. When the war is over, things will be different. I intend to enjoy myself, to live in luxury-above
Leesburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
Noble third still beating, will beat faster. Leesburg! Paradise of the youthfull warrior! dear sti pitched their tents, than they hastened into Leesburg to spy out the land. The reconnoissance was mbat, and they chafed at it: but the enemy in Leesburg remained to be conquered, and after the battlf field, and forest, and meadow, and hill-and Leesburg rose with its white houses and spires, in thees — the hours and days sped away, there near Leesburg, in the fall and winter of the good year 1861out incident; and when debarred from visiting Leesburg, the Revolutionnaires visited each other. oused themselves to contend with the enemy-at Leesburg. The town was their favourite arena for combe like lead than ever. On the main street of Leesburg, near Pickett's tavern, the Third especially f, sitting apart with a borrowed volume (from Leesburg) in his hand, was accustomed to watch with a The great tableau, however, was Personne in Leesburg, mounted. He was a study at such moments, an[4 more...]
Ohio (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
at explanation is here given. When John Brown, the celebrated Harper's Ferry Martyr, made his onslaught, everything throughout Virginia was in commotion. It was said that the Martyr and his band were only the advance guard of an army coming from Ohio. At this intelligence the battery-then being organized in Richmond by the brave George W. Randolph, afterwards General, and Secretary of War-rushed quickly to arms: that is, to some old muskets in the armory, their artillery armament not having been obtained as yet. Then commanded by the General to be, they set out joyously for Harper's Ferry, intent on heading off the army from Ohio. In due time they landed from the boat in Washington, were greeted 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
Virginia (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
with true pleasure. The battery was known as the Revolutionary ducks. This sobriquet requires explanation, and that explanation is here given. When John Brown, the celebrated Harper's Ferry Martyr, made his onslaught, everything throughout Virginia was in commotion. It was said that the Martyr and his band were only the advance guard of an army coming from Ohio. At this intelligence the battery-then being organized in Richmond by the brave George W. Randolph, afterwards General, and Secr 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 put on the regulation gray, and go campaigning with the Revolutionnaires. The contrast was great, but Person
White's Ferry (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.33
detachment went to camp at Big Spring, in a beautiful grove, they applied themselves to the military duties above specified with astonishing ardor. The number of horses which required shoeing at the blacksmith's in town was incredible; and such was their anxiety to rush to combat, that the young soldiers surreptitiously knocked shoes from the horses' feet, to be ordered to the front, toward the foe. The Revolutionnaires had a little skirmish about this time with the Federal force at White's Ferry, and the Third had the satisfaction of setting a house or barn on fire with shell, and bursting others in the midst of a blue regiment. These exploits were performed with a loss of one man only, wounded by sharpshooters; the Third having dodged the rest of the enemy's bullets with entire success. They were highly pleased with the result of the combat, and soon afterwards were called to new fields of glory. This time the locality was at Loudoun Heights, opposite Harper's Ferry; and ha
Jeb Stuart (search for this): chapter 3.33
Bonham to Vienna. All obeyed but the Third, which being seized with a violent desire to go to Alexandria instead of Vienna, gave the rest the slip, joined Colonel Jeb Stuart's column of cavalry and infantry, going toward Fairfax, and never stopped until they reached that village, wherein they had made a number of most charming fr reentrance amid waving handkerchiefs from the friends alluded to, and cheering joyously-but were speedily desired to explain their presence in the column of Colonel Stuart, who thus found himself in command of a surplus gun, of which he knew nothing. The present writer at once repaired to the Colonel's headquarters, which consie Revolutionnaires saw for the first time the enemy's balloons hovering above the woods; turned out more than once, with ardour, when Bonham's pickets fired into Stuart's; and smoked their pipes with an assiduity that was worthy of high commendation. Soon the order came to move; they hung their knapsacks with energy upon the gun
Broadway (search for this): chapter 3.33
ass 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 put on the regulation gray, and go campaigning with the Revolutionnaires. The contrast was great, but Personne did not grumble; he adapted himself to his new sphere with the air of a philosopher. It was only at long intervals that he spoke of his travels-only occasionally that he broke forth with some opera air heard at the Academy of Music, and now hummed with great taste and delicacy. He supplied the stage acti
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