curious and antique specimen. It was shaped something like a reap-hook or Turkish scimeter. Brown had been a colonel of militia, and I suppose had sported this sword on many a ‘general muster’ day, when walking-sticks and umbrellas constituted the arms of the rank and file. A brave old fellow, though, was Brown, and he fought through the war, though ‘muster free’ when he entered the army. By the way, amongst the curious things of that day and time, nothing was more curious than some of the weapons with which we armed ourselves, unless it was the idea of war which led us to adopt such weapons. I believe our entire army was armed with Bowie knives. I, myself, purchased in Richmond, at an exorbitant price, a formidable-looking knife, all unconscious of the fact that the modern soldier has a decided reluctance to submitting his person to the carving process, whatever may have been the fashion in Caesar's day. Most of my company, though, were armed with knives of wonderful make and fashion. Truly they were ‘fearfully and wonderfully made.’ They were manufactured at Howardsville, Albemarle county, in Driscoll's foundry. They weighed as much as five or six pounds, and proved very serviceable shortly after in hacking the ‘blue-beef,’ of wild-onion flavor, with which our commissariat abounded One officer got Driscoll to make him a two-edged sword, weighing, I suppose, twenty-five pounds, and a ‘Bowie’ weighing half as much. The sword, which was ground to a sharp edge, was fully four inches broad, and Peter Francisco would have found difficulty in wielding it. When we fell back from Centreville to Bull Run, one of the hottest days I ever felt, it was pathetic to see this officer, with these two formidable weapons and a pistol to-boot buckled around his waist, staggering along under the rays of that July sun. He fell a martyr to his efforts to keep up with the column, for he had a sunstroke, and was not in the battle of Manassas. He learned better afterwards, and fought bravely through the war, distinguishing himself by his courage and zeal. After the war he became well known to the people of Richmond, and occupied high official positions. There is no exaggeration about these things. How they make us smile when we think of them! When the firing began that morning, a negro cook left his fire, seized a musket, and started down to the breastworks with the evident intention of fighting it out by the side of his master. Some officer, much to my regret, ordered the faithful fellow back, and in the discussion that followed it was urged that to allow him to fight with us and for us would be to put a negro on
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The last battle of the late war. [from the times-democrat, September 8 , 1895 .]
The Eleventh North Carolina Regiment .
The Forty-Ninth N. C. Infantry , C. S. A. [from the Charlotte, N. C. , Observer, October 20 , 27 , 1895 .]
Historical sketch of the Rockbridge artillery , C. S. Army , by a member of the famous battery.
March to McDowell .
The Donaldsonville artillery at the battle of Fredericksburg .
Events leading up to the battle of Gettysburg .
General Meade 's temper.
First Manassas .
The plan to rescue the Johnson's Island prisoners.
The beginning and the ending.
How the Southern soldiers kept House during the war.
Company C , Ninth Virginia cavalry , C. S. A. [from the Richmond (Va.) Dispatch, February 9 , 1896 .]
Relief of Confederates by National appropriation.
The Longstreet - Gettysburg controversy [from the Richmond (Va.) Dispatch, February 16 , 1896 .]
The South's Museum.
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