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Chancellorsville (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.43
Chancellorsville. note.—See ante, pp. 166-172, article by Colonel C. C. Sanders. The flank movement that routed the Yankees. General Jackson's mortal wound. Description of how he received it, by Captain W. F. Randolph, of his body-guard—Under a terrific fire. The following, written by Captain W. F. Randolph, p with him, he was far in advance of his columns, standing talking to General Fitzhugh Lee in the old turnpike road, at a point about five miles distant from Chancellorsville, having made a circuit of fifteen miles, thus putting the whole Federal army between himself and General Lee, and the two divisions of Longstreet's corps whi can't come up with them. They never run too fast for me, sir, was the immediate response. And thus onward rushed pursuers and pursued down the road toward Chancellorsville. Now and then Jackson would press his horse to a gallop and dash to the front, and whenever he appeared the troops would break ranks and rush around him wi
Rappahannock (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.43
son. The order was passed along the line, and the whole brigade halted at once, making a half-wheel to the right, facing the road, and rested upon their arms. We continued our movement in the same order, walking our horses very slowly towards the front of the brigade. Suddenly the General asked: Captain, is there a road near our present position leading to the Rappahannock? I replied that not far from where we stood there was a road which led into the woods in the direction of the Rappahannock river. This road must be found, then, at once, he said. He had hardly uttered these words when a few scattering random shots were heard in the woods to our right. The men in line on our left, excited apparently by this fire, commenced firing across the road into the woods beyond, not in regular volleys, but in a desultory way, without order, here and there along the line. General Jackson turned to me and said: Order those men to stop that fire, and tell the officers not to allow anot
Fitzhugh (search for this): chapter 1.43
advance of his columns, standing talking to General Fitzhugh Lee in the old turnpike road, at a point about five miles distant from Chancellorsville, having made a circuit of fifteen miles, thus putting the whole Federal army between himself and General Lee, and the two divisions of Longstreet's corps which were with him. As the several divisions of the corps came up they were formed in line of battle, and about 4 o'clock in the evening everything was in readiness for the attack. While Fitzhugh was talking to the General a half-dozen troopers rode up, bringing with them a Yankee lieutenant, whom they had just captured. Lee turned to the officer and asked him smilingly what would Hooker think if old Stonewall were to suddenly fall upon his rear. Ah, said the Federal officer, Hooker has both Jackson and your great Lee in the hollow of his hand, and it is only a matter of a very short time when your whole army will be bagged. Jackson's lips closed in a grim smile, but he said noth
A. J. Lane (search for this): chapter 1.43
taking the slightest notice of the little incident. As for myself, I cared but little either, as I was then impressed with the idea that the bullet had not been moulded which was to kill our General. The firing soon ceased and Hill rode away. Lane's brigade. At this juncture the General had no officer with him, except Lieutenant Keith Boswell, an officer belonging to his signal corps, and myself, together with a dozen of my own men, who were riding behind. A Confederate brigade was marcbetween him and our lines. The General turned to me and asked: Whose brigade is that? I don't know, sir, I replied, but will find out in a moment. I at once rode up to our line and asked the first officer I met whose brigade it was. He replied: Lane's North Carolina. I rode back to Jackson, giving him the reply. Go and tell the officer in command, he said, to halt his brigade. I rode up to the same officer, gave the command, and told him that it came from General Jackson in person. The or
James Longstreet (search for this): chapter 1.43
put his whole army in motion, with Jackson's corps in the front, leaving one division, under General Early, to prevent the enemy from crossing at Fredericksburg and attacking his rear. It will be remembered that two of the best divisions of Longstreet's corps had been detached and sent to Southeastern Virginia, leaving General Lee with scarcely fifty thousand infantry with which to meet that well-equipped and splendidly-appointed army of Hooker's, consisting of more than one hundred thousandg to General Fitzhugh Lee in the old turnpike road, at a point about five miles distant from Chancellorsville, having made a circuit of fifteen miles, thus putting the whole Federal army between himself and General Lee, and the two divisions of Longstreet's corps which were with him. As the several divisions of the corps came up they were formed in line of battle, and about 4 o'clock in the evening everything was in readiness for the attack. While Fitzhugh was talking to the General a half-d
Keith Boswell (search for this): chapter 1.43
on ceased and Hill rode away. Lane's brigade. At this juncture the General had no officer with him, except Lieutenant Keith Boswell, an officer belonging to his signal corps, and myself, together with a dozen of my own men, who were riding behind. A Confederate brigade was marching slowly in column on the left of the road and close to the woods, Keith Boswell was riding on the right of the General, and myself on the left, between him and our lines. The General turned to me and asked: Wheaves before the blast of a hurricane. The only living thing besides myself that passed through that stream of fire was Boswell's black stallion, my attention being called to him by the rattle of a chain-halter that swung loose from his neck, as he passed out of sight in the darkness of the wood. But his saddle was empty. Boswell, too, an old comrade of many a perilous scout, had gone down with all the rest before that inexcusable and unwarranted fire. My own horse was wounded in several p
Minerva (search for this): chapter 1.43
irited, panic-stricken, his right wing routed and doubled back upon his centre, tangled in a wilderness without room to employ his immense force. His very numbers working to its disadvantage, hemmed in on every side, with Jackson's victorious corps in his rear and Lee in his front, strange as it may seem, Hooker's immense army of 100,000 men would have been forced to surrender, and the war would have ended with a clap of thunder. The whole North would have been laid open, and Lee's victorious army, augmented by thousands of enthusiastic volunteers. Washington and Baltimore would have been occupied and all of Maryland aroused. This young and virile Confederacy, sprung all at once armed and equipped a very Cyclops from the brain of Minerva, would have taken its place high up among the family of nations. That blast in the wilderness put an end to the almost assured result, and the hope of a great southern empire became only a dream. Was it Providence, or fate? Who can tell?
Joe Hooker (search for this): chapter 1.43
down in quiet observation, awaiting with anxious expectation the advance of General Hooker, whose artillery crowned the heights of the other side of the river, where infantry with which to meet that well-equipped and splendidly-appointed army of Hooker's, consisting of more than one hundred thousand men. After an arduous and excitad just captured. Lee turned to the officer and asked him smilingly what would Hooker think if old Stonewall were to suddenly fall upon his rear. Ah, said the Federal officer, Hooker has both Jackson and your great Lee in the hollow of his hand, and it is only a matter of a very short time when your whole army will be bagged. Jery road upon which I met Stuart, thus throwing his entire force in the rear of Hooker's army, his left resting upon the Rappahannock, cutting off the enemy's communion's victorious corps in his rear and Lee in his front, strange as it may seem, Hooker's immense army of 100,000 men would have been forced to surrender, and the war
Stonewall Jackson (search for this): chapter 1.43
and attached to the headquarters of General Stonewall Jackson, then located near Hamilton's Crossi already risen and General Lee had gone. General Jackson, who was just mounting his horse, turned ht to be up in an hour. We both dismounted. Jackson seating himself on a log by the road, studyinplied: Lane's North Carolina. I rode back to Jackson, giving him the reply. Go and tell the office command, and told him that it came from General Jackson in person. The order was passed along th order, here and there along the line. General Jackson turned to me and said: Order those men to shots increased in frequency, I rode back to Jackson and said: General, it is impossible to stop tsible. But don't tell the men that it is General Jackson who is wounded, he said. I soon found tw small escort of cavalry. I stated that General Jackson had been badly wounded, and that Pendletoflood of light upon the wide, open turnpike. Jackson and his escort were plainly visible from ever[6 more...]
C. R. Pendleton (search for this): chapter 1.43
ounded, he said. I soon found two of the ambulance corps with a stretcher, and ordered them to the front, saying that a wounded officer needed their services. Then I rode further on to find an ambulance. Before coming up with one I met Sandy Pendleton, Jackson's adjutant-general, told him what had occurred, and he ordered me to go and find General J. E. B. Stuart and tell him to come up at once. Where shall I find him? I asked. Somewhere near the Rappahannock, he replied, not more thad, which seemed to lead in the right direction. After riding along that road for a few miles I had the good fortune to meet General Stuart himself with a small escort of cavalry. I stated that General Jackson had been badly wounded, and that Pendleton had ordered me to tell him to come to the army at once. Without making any comment, he dashed off at full speed. I tried to follow, but by this time my horse was much weakened by the loss of blood, and began to stagger under me. I was obliged
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