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Louisiana (Louisiana, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
ve, entitled Destruction and reconstruction, I laid the book aside and for hours revolved in my mind the eventful scenes, so graphically described in his allusion to Ewell's division, in Jackson's Valley campaign of 1862. Ewell's division? Where are the general officers who left Swift Run gap on that memorable march? Where are the officers who commanded Taylor's brigade? The Lynchburg Virginian announced a short time since that General I. R. Trimble and General Nicholls, now Governor of Louisiana, were near by here, in Botetourt county, Virginia. Ewell, Taylor, Semmes, Peck, Stafford, Hays, Wheat--all passed beyond the river. Trimble, with one leg, and Nicholls, with one eye, one leg and one arm, were there to recruit their shattered frames in the mountains of Virginia. Feeling it a duty to render honor to whom honor is due, I shall begin my sketch by referring to Generals Jackson, Ewell and Trimble. Of the first two, General Taylor has said much. His trenchant pen spares neit
Salisbury, N. C. (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
rear are brought up and a complete list is made out for these headquarters, containing the name, rank, company and regiment of all the prisoners. You will further instruct this commander that the destination of these prisoners is to be Salisbury, North Carolina, to be reached by Lynchburg and Danville. You will also instruct him that as soon as he reaches Mechum's River depot, he shall telegraph General John H. Winder, Richmond, Virginia, stating the number of these prisoners and the route he will travel, and asking General Winder to provide the necessary rations and a guard to relieve your men and take the prisoners to Salisbury. Your detachment, as soon as relieved, will then return and report to you for duty. This telegram to General Winder should be repeated again and again till it is answered; but, meantime, the detachment of prisoners should be kept moving as fast as possible until General Winder sends to take charge of them. The commander of the detachment is hereby empow
Mount Meridian (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
les from the want of organization in his command, in response to which I have the following communication: near Mount Meridian, June 12th, 1862. Colonel T. T. Munford, Commanding Cavalry, Valley District: Colonel — I congratulate you upon younition before it sets out. Respectfully, your obedient servant, R. L. Dabney, Assistant Adjutant-General. near Mount Meridian, June 13th, 1862. Colonel — Yours of this date has been received. I have given the Chief Commissary of Subsistenc anticipated me respecting the wounded. Respectfully, your obedient servant, T. J. Jackson, Major-General. near Mount Meridian, June 13, 1862. Colonel — Your second dispatch of yesterday has been received, and I congratulate you upon your sut the enemy is still in that direction. Respectfully, your obedient servant, T. J. Jackson, Major-General. near Mount Meridian, June 13, 1862. Colonel — It is important to cut off all communication between us and the enemy. Please require
North Carolina (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
his nervous way, and said: Look here, Munford, do you remember a conversation we had one day at Conrad's store? I laughed and asked, To what do you allude? Why, to old Trimble, to General Jackson and that other fellow, Colonel Kirkland, of North Carolina? I replied, Very well. I take it all back, and will never prejudge another man. Old Jackson is no fool; he knows how to keep his own counsel, and does curious things: but he has method in his madness; he has disappointed me entirely. And oand, in fact, is the hero of yesterday's fight. Jackson was not on the field. They will call it mine, but Trimble won the fight; and I believe now if I had followed his views we would have destroyed Fremont's army. And Colonel Kirkland, of North Carolina, behaved as handsomely near Winchester as any man in our army, leading his regiment, and taking a stone wall from the Yankees; he is a splendid fellow. That night I addressed a letter to General Jackson, telling him of the difficulties whi
Maryland (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
shing Jackson's fame than any other part of his splendid career. We are very anxious to secure similar sketches from many others of our gallant soldiers, who were in position to know the inside history of the campaigns in which they were active participants.] In writing these few reminiscences of Jackson's campaign of 1862 in the Valley, my object has been to develop some of the striking characteristics of the officers with whom I served. I wish to do justice to General Trimble, of Maryland--a gallant soldier of the old army in the olden times. It has been my aim to show some of Jackson's strategy in executing General Lee's plans, and his extreme reticence in keeping from his highest officers what he intended to do; where he was going; when he would move, and what he aimed to accomplish. I have a most kind remembrance and affection for General Ewell, Jackson's senior lieutenant, commanding his right wing, and wish to recall some of his oddities. He possessed more eccentrici
Warrenton (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
him a map, and with a miserable lard lamp he attempted to show me where General Jackson was. Before I knew what he was after, he sprung out of bed, with only a night-shirt on — no carpet on the floor — and spreading the map open on the floor, down on his knees he went; his bones farely rattled; his bald head and long beard made him look more like a witch than a Major-General. He became much excited, pointed out Jackson's position, General Shields', and General McDowell's, who was then at Warrenton, to act as McClellan's right wing. Then, with an ugly oath, he said: This great wagon hunter is after a Dutchman, an old fool! General Lee at Richmond will have little use for wagons if all of these people close in around him; we are left out here in the cold. Why, I could crush Shields before night if I could move from here. This man Jackson is certainly a crazy fool, an idiot. Now look at this, handing me a small piece of paper upon which was about these words: headquarters Val
Mount Crawford (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
ze the cavalry now under Major Funsten, and hope it will soon be of service to you. You had better order forward Chew's battery and your train in time to pass Mount Crawford before 12 o'clock M. to-morrow. In the morning I trust that I will make a timely move for the Valley pike, and expect to encamp this side of Mount Crawford. Mount Crawford. Very truly, yours, T. J. Jackson, Major-General. This was the first time his infantry had had a day's rest since the campaign opened, but there was no rest for the cavalry. We pushed on to Harrisonburg, and followed the enemy towards New Market, capturing many stragglers, wagons, horses and plunder, abandoned by the enemy to attend to the wounded near the battlefield until Dr. McGuire can make some arrangements respecting them? Please send the captured horses to my camp, near Mount Crawford, to-day, and generally send all captures to the rear at the earliest practicable moment. I wish you would send a scout in the direction of Conrad's store,
Charles Town (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.85
looking for your Colonel. The courier came to me, related what had occurred, and begged I would never send him to General Ewell again. I followed Shields for three days. Have in my possession kindly words from General Ewell for services rendered, and en route to join him had an order to go to Richmond and endeavor to get arms for my men. I joined the army at Winchester the night after they arrived after the battle, but continued with them to Martinsburg and Falling Waters, back to Charlestown and Harper's Ferry. 'Twas here General Jackson left us, having heard of the Federals reoccupying Front Royal; and then came our trials. As soon as the enemy found that Jackson had started back up the Valley, their cavalry became very enterprising and bold, and hung closely to our rear, annoying us by day and night. Jackson, the wagon hunter, never gave up one after it came into his possession. If a tire came off a wagon, he would stop the whole train and wait for it to be fixed on, and
R. P. Chew (search for this): chapter 11.85
e, and of what Ashby had said to me of his troubles from the want of organization in his command, in response to which I have the following communication: near Mount Meridian, June 12th, 1862. Colonel T. T. Munford, Commanding Cavalry, Valley District: Colonel — I congratulate you upon your early reoccupation of Harrisonburg. I have directed the Inspector-General to organize the cavalry now under Major Funsten, and hope it will soon be of service to you. You had better order forward Chew's battery and your train in time to pass Mount Crawford before 12 o'clock M. to-morrow. In the morning I trust that I will make a timely move for the Valley pike, and expect to encamp this side of Mount Crawford. Very truly, yours, T. J. Jackson, Major-General. This was the first time his infantry had had a day's rest since the campaign opened, but there was no rest for the cavalry. We pushed on to Harrisonburg, and followed the enemy towards New Market, capturing many stragglers, w
T. T. Munford (search for this): chapter 11.85
a splendid position, well described by General Taylor. There was no field for the cavalry to operate in. When the enemy retired, it was through a piney country, with a single wagon road. We could only follow in a column of twos. We followed them to near Conrad's store, securing many stragglers, wagons and several pieces of artillery. That night I returned to Ewell's quarters and took supper with him. Sitting in front of his tent, he turned to me, in his nervous way, and said: Look here, Munford, do you remember a conversation we had one day at Conrad's store? I laughed and asked, To what do you allude? Why, to old Trimble, to General Jackson and that other fellow, Colonel Kirkland, of North Carolina? I replied, Very well. I take it all back, and will never prejudge another man. Old Jackson is no fool; he knows how to keep his own counsel, and does curious things: but he has method in his madness; he has disappointed me entirely. And old Trimble is a real trump; instead of bei
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