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Goldsboro (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
side, shoot him. This broke up the little scheme. The negroes retired beyond the intersection of the lines and I never saw one of them pass it again. During the seven months from September, 1864, to March, 1865, inclusive, no intelligent man could fail to note the trend and progress of events. The defeat of Hood, the fall of Atlanta, the unfortunate expedition into Tennessee, the march of Sherman southward through Georgia to the ocean, his march northward through the Carolinas to Goldsboro, the fall of Savannah, of Charleston, of Wilmington-all these and other defeats, losses, and calamities had left to the Confederacy little save its Capital and the narrow strips of country bordering on the three railroads that fed it. Of course I was-we all were-thoroughly aware of this, and yet, though it may be difficult now to realize it, we did not even approximate the failure of heart or of hope. One of our dreams was that Lee, having the inner line, might draw away from Grant, conce
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
every opportunity to strike an offensive blow; and just as Grant was preparing to move across James River, with his defeated and dispirited army, General Lee was maturing his plans for taking the offh the corps I then commanded, he said: We must destroy this army of Grant's before he gets to James River. If he gets there it will become a siege, and then it will be a mere question of time. Itof Cold Harbor on the 13th or waited a day or two in that neighborhood. We did not cross the James River, I think, until the night of the 17th; but from that time everything seemed to have waked up,re he was, and that Petersburg was his immediate objective and not Richmond, nor any point on James River. We made a rapid all-night march, which was a very trying one, on account of the heat anded on duty with the battalion of heavy artillery at Chaffin's Bluff, on the north side of the James River, about ten or twelve miles below Richmond, and about a mile below Drewry's Bluff, which was o
Savannah (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
his broke up the little scheme. The negroes retired beyond the intersection of the lines and I never saw one of them pass it again. During the seven months from September, 1864, to March, 1865, inclusive, no intelligent man could fail to note the trend and progress of events. The defeat of Hood, the fall of Atlanta, the unfortunate expedition into Tennessee, the march of Sherman southward through Georgia to the ocean, his march northward through the Carolinas to Goldsboro, the fall of Savannah, of Charleston, of Wilmington-all these and other defeats, losses, and calamities had left to the Confederacy little save its Capital and the narrow strips of country bordering on the three railroads that fed it. Of course I was-we all were-thoroughly aware of this, and yet, though it may be difficult now to realize it, we did not even approximate the failure of heart or of hope. One of our dreams was that Lee, having the inner line, might draw away from Grant, concentrate with Johnston, a
Petersburg, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
f battalion, not only in command, but the only field officer connected with it. I recall but one incident of these lines worth relating. After the loss of Fort Harrison in September, 1864, our picket line was retired and the enemy's advanced, in front of the fort; but nearer the river we still held our old line, and upon it a of it correspondingly annoying to them. The Federal lines at this point were manned by negro troops. One evening, sitting on the knoll and looking toward Fort Harrison, several hundred yards distant, I observed the negro picket near the intersection of our old picket line and theirs, walking his beat upon our line, instead ofLee, with a brief note of explanation, asking that fifty men be sent me immediately. Meanwhile I mounted my remaining man on our old picket line, faced toward Fort Harrison, and ordered him to walk rapidly — I walking at his side-just inside the little curtain of earth. When the negroes saw us coming they turned back and I cou
Ulysses Simpson Grant (search for this): chapter 22
evacuation of Richmond and Petersburg Grant's change of base Petersburg Proves to be his e campaign. If Richmond was to continue to be Grant's immediate objective, there was but one thingunity to strike an offensive blow; and just as Grant was preparing to move across James River, withch prevented the contemplated movement against Grant. It became necessary to detach, first Breckens compelled to abandon his cherished plan, and Grant retired unmolested from Lee's front on the verve little or no recollection of our search for Grant, except that there was nothing about it calcul adequate to resist the countless thousands of Grant's main army, which had now begun to arrive, anhero after passing through a scene like this. Grant's men did not seem to yearn for close contact e, having the inner line, might draw away from Grant, concentrate with Johnston, and crush Sherman, and then, turning, the two might crush Grant. Yet we relied not so much on any special plans or h[2 more...]
Manly (search for this): chapter 22
ring of 1862. Our guns were withdrawn late in the night and we passed back through Petersburg, recrossed the Appomattox River, and were stationed on the lines, between that and the James, near the Dunn house, the Howitzers quartered in the house; and there the battalion remained from say the 20th of June, 1864, until the 2d of April, 1865, without ever so much as firing a shot or being fired at by an enemy, except that I have an indistinct recollection of our taking a rifled gun, I think of Manly's battery, a little in advance and to the left of our regular position, and taking a shot or two at the astronomer or observer in General Butler's tower. This was really a little hard on that gentleman, as I am confident he never did us any harm; but then I am equally confident we did not do him any. On the contrary, we gave him a little respite from his high and exalted position and his exhausting observations. I said the experience was unparalleled. I refer of course to our being pla
Hood (search for this): chapter 22
laid it across the top of the little work, between my man and the negro, saying, If that negro steps across that piece of wood, shoot him; and if he steps off the line, on either side, shoot him. This broke up the little scheme. The negroes retired beyond the intersection of the lines and I never saw one of them pass it again. During the seven months from September, 1864, to March, 1865, inclusive, no intelligent man could fail to note the trend and progress of events. The defeat of Hood, the fall of Atlanta, the unfortunate expedition into Tennessee, the march of Sherman southward through Georgia to the ocean, his march northward through the Carolinas to Goldsboro, the fall of Savannah, of Charleston, of Wilmington-all these and other defeats, losses, and calamities had left to the Confederacy little save its Capital and the narrow strips of country bordering on the three railroads that fed it. Of course I was-we all were-thoroughly aware of this, and yet, though it may be d
Henry Coalter Cabell (search for this): chapter 22
field, in the modified way in which he was sent near the close of the war, he more than once told me that every time he met one of his father's veteran fighting colonels he felt compromised at having the stars and wreath of a major-general on his collar. When I first went to Chaffin's, Colonel Hardaway, of the Field Artillery of the Army of Northern Virginia, was in command, but, as I remember, he left very soon. Some time before the end, Major Gibbes, who had served with our battalion (Cabell's) during a part of the campaign of 1864, was sent there, and of course ranked me; but for a considerable time I was in command of the post and of the battalion, and of course was greatly interested in becoming thoroughly acquainted with my duties and my men. They were splendid soldiers in external appearance and bearing. I had never seen anything approximating to them in the field. Their dress-parades, inspections, reports, salutes, bearing in the presence of officers and on guard wer
Robert Archelaus Hardaway (search for this): chapter 22
elt compromised at having the stars and wreath of a major-general on his collar. When I first went to Chaffin's, Colonel Hardaway, of the Field Artillery of the Army of Northern Virginia, was in command, but, as I remember, he left very soon. Sot was shocking to him to be brought into contact with soldiers of such a stamp and standard as I have described. Colonel Hardaway's old battalion was composed of as fine material as any in General Lee's army, and I did not wonder that he preferrebandoned our lines, General Alexander requested that both Major Gibbes and myself should be sent to him, one to serve in Hardaway's battalion and one in Haskell's. But Gen. Custis Lee, commanding our division, declined to give up both of us, and as Gibbes ranked me, he had the choice and went to Hardaway, while I remained with my Chaffin's Bluff battalion, not only in command, but the only field officer connected with it. I recall but one incident of these lines worth relating. After the lo
Joseph Eggleston Johnston (search for this): chapter 22
of Savannah, of Charleston, of Wilmington-all these and other defeats, losses, and calamities had left to the Confederacy little save its Capital and the narrow strips of country bordering on the three railroads that fed it. Of course I was-we all were-thoroughly aware of this, and yet, though it may be difficult now to realize it, we did not even approximate the failure of heart or of hope. One of our dreams was that Lee, having the inner line, might draw away from Grant, concentrate with Johnston, and crush Sherman, and then, turning, the two might crush Grant. Yet we relied not so much on any special plans or hopes, but rather upon the inherently imperishable cause, the inherently unconquerable man. Fresh disaster each day did not affect our confidence. We were quite ready to admit, indeed we had already contemplated and discounted anything and everything this side of the ultimate disaster; but that-never! This was emphatically my position. I well remember that after the ev
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