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Perryville (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
nguished service. A West Pointer by training, he had won a name which will live in the annals of the Army of Northern Virginia. Colonel J. B. Terrill was a graduate of the Virginia Military Institute; had commanded the Thirteenth Virginia with great courage and skill, succeeding James A. Walker and A. P. Hill as colonel of a regiment which had no superiority in the Confederate Army. His brother, General Terrill, of the United States Army, was a West Pointer, and had been killed at Perryville, Ky. Colonel Christian's account of this combat gives us a picturesque glimpse of the charge of the Forty-ninth Virginia Regiment, which made its mark under Colonel (Governor) William Smith, at First Manassas, and sustained its reputation to the close of its career. Colonel Christian was a V. M. I. man and one of those sturdy fighting men who always had his place in the picture by the blasting of the guns. His adventures from Bethesda Church to Morris island bring vividly before the min
Lynchburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
nsing every known delicacy to eat and to drink, to their wounded, give them a drink of French brandy, and the driver fill their haversacks from the barrell of provisions in the wagon. I never saw but one of them again. In Washington, hearing Earley's guns on the Suburbs. I was shipped hence to Lincoln Hospital, Washington, D. C. While lying on my cot afterwards I could hear the boom of General Early's guns around the walls of the city, after having chased Hunter down the valley from Lynchburg, and I heard the Yankees say, I believe the rebels will get in in spite of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentions from Southern sympathizers, I was carried to Fort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns at Charleston. We were crowd
Hilton Head (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
bombs larger than nail kegs continuously fired night and day by our men at the forts. If they overshot the one or undershot the other they'd hit us. But that God that marks even the sparrow's fall, protected us. On the eve of our leaving for Hilton Head, the negroes on guard fired into some of us. I saw three fall either killed or wounded; they were hurriedly moved out. I never learned their fate. On our arrival in Port Royal Harbor, we cast anchor eight miles out from shore. Three of our n thick as minnows. Two were exausted from thirst and lack of food and were captured on Pinkney Island, the third reached Charleston. The six hundred officers were now divided—three hundred were confined in Fort Pulaski and three hundred at Hilton Head, Under retaliation and living on cats. We had jumped out of the frying pan into the fire. We were all put under what they called retaliation, for forty-five days. They claimed that we starved their prisoners at Andersonville (not having
Walker's Ford (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
only three officers and eighteen men left. Thus and there at Bethesda Church well nigh perished one of the grandest corps of men the world has ever known—made up of the best young blood of Virginia, fighting for their Lares and Penates;—their exploits would brighten the fairest names upon the roll of Battle Abbey, and vie with the knightliest of any age. A brigade that had been led to victory by General Early on a hundred battle-fields; that had swept everything before it like a tornado; a brigade under whose flag you had fought and bled; a brigade that had furnished to the Confederacy four or five generals: Early, William Smith, A. P. Hill, J. A. Walker and J. B. Terrill (whose commission was on his way to him when he fell), thus to be slaughtered. The absent wounded returned; the ranks were recruited by conscriptions, but this historic old Fourth Virginia Brigade died then and there at Bethesda Church. Your friend and comrade, C. B. Christian. Walker's Ford, Amherst Co., Va.
Georgia (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
s found in Vol. 51, Part 1, Series 1, of the War Records, Serial Number 107. He was at that time commanding Ewell's corps. Colonel Edward Willis, Son of Dr. Frances T. Willis, deceased, (of Virginia ancestry) late of this city and formerly of Georgia. See Southern Historical Society Papers, Vol. Xvii—Lee Monument Memorial Volume, pp. 160-167—for further testimony as to the zeal and efficiency of this accomplished and intrepid young officer. of Georgia, and Col. J. B. Terrill, of the ThirteGeorgia, and Col. J. B. Terrill, of the Thirteenth Virginia, had both been named as Brigadier Generals, but were killed ere their commissions reached them. Willis was a brilliant young officer of great promise and of distinguished service. A West Pointer by training, he had won a name which will live in the annals of the Army of Northern Virginia. Colonel J. B. Terrill was a graduate of the Virginia Military Institute; had commanded the Thirteenth Virginia with great courage and skill, succeeding James A. Walker and A. P. Hill as colo
Colorado (Colorado, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
ral Early in his report, which is found in Vol. 51, Part 1, Series 1, of the War Records, Serial Number 107. He was at that time commanding Ewell's corps. Colonel Edward Willis, Son of Dr. Frances T. Willis, deceased, (of Virginia ancestry) late of this city and formerly of Georgia. See Southern Historical Society Papers, Vol. Xvii—Lee Monument Memorial Volume, pp. 160-167—for further testimony as to the zeal and efficiency of this accomplished and intrepid young officer. of Georgia, and Col. J. B. Terrill, of the Thirteenth Virginia, had both been named as Brigadier Generals, but were killed ere their commissions reached them. Willis was a brilliant young officer of great promise and of distinguished service. A West Pointer by training, he had won a name which will live in the annals of the Army of Northern Virginia. Colonel J. B. Terrill was a graduate of the Virginia Military Institute; had commanded the Thirteenth Virginia with great courage and skill, succeeding James A.
Washington (United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
tantly passing dispensing every known delicacy to eat and to drink, to their wounded, give them a drink of French brandy, and the driver fill their haversacks from the barrell of provisions in the wagon. I never saw but one of them again. In Washington, hearing Earley's guns on the Suburbs. I was shipped hence to Lincoln Hospital, Washington, D. C. While lying on my cot afterwards I could hear the boom of General Early's guns around the walls of the city, after having chased Hunter down Washington, D. C. While lying on my cot afterwards I could hear the boom of General Early's guns around the walls of the city, after having chased Hunter down the valley from Lynchburg, and I heard the Yankees say, I believe the rebels will get in in spite of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentions from Southern sympathizers, I was carried to Fort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns at Charl
Delaware (Delaware, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
and the driver fill their haversacks from the barrell of provisions in the wagon. I never saw but one of them again. In Washington, hearing Earley's guns on the Suburbs. I was shipped hence to Lincoln Hospital, Washington, D. C. While lying on my cot afterwards I could hear the boom of General Early's guns around the walls of the city, after having chased Hunter down the valley from Lynchburg, and I heard the Yankees say, I believe the rebels will get in in spite of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentions from Southern sympathizers, I was carried to Fort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns at Charleston. We were crowded into the dark hole of the vessel, only equalled by the Black Hole of Calcutta, and packed on shelve
Calcutta (West Bengal, India) (search for this): chapter 1.15
e of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentions from Southern sympathizers, I was carried to Fort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns at Charleston. We were crowded into the dark hole of the vessel, only equalled by the Black Hole of Calcutta, and packed on shelves like goods in a store, without any light or air, except that driven down a shaft by wind-sails. On our arrival at our destination we were put in a stockade pen, between Fort Wagner and Fort Gregg, and guarded by a negro regiment. For forty-five days we sat upon the sands and witnessed the burning fuses from bombs larger than nail kegs continuously fired night and day by our men at the forts. If they overshot the one or undershot the other they'd hit us. But that
Morris Island (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
odiest Contests of the great war of the Sixties. [For the privation of, and the list of the officers under fire on Morris Island, see Vols. XII, and XVIII, Southern Historical Society Papers, the latter by Hon. Abe Fulkerson, late Colonel 63rd Tting men who always had his place in the picture by the blasting of the guns. His adventures from Bethesda Church to Morris island bring vividly before the mind the days that verily tried men's souls. The army was so steadily fighting at the timLynchburg, and I heard the Yankees say, I believe the rebels will get in in spite of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentioort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns at Charleston. We were crowded into the dark hole of the vessel, only e
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