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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 23. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The Forty-Ninth N. C. Infantry, C. S. A. [from the Charlotte, N. C., Observer, October 20, 27, 1895.] (search)
en companies of infantry, enlisted from the counties of McDowell, I; Cleveland, 2; Iredell, 2; Moore, I; Mecklenburg, I; Gaston, I; Catawba, I; and Lincoln, 1, which assembled at Garysburg, in the month of March, 1862. It was constituted, at its formation, wholly of volunteers, many of whom had sought service in the earlier periods of the war, and all of whom had responded to the call for soldiers as soon as it was practicable to furnish them with arms and equipments. In the latter part of March, or early in April, 1862, organization of the regiment was effected by the election of Stephen D. Ramseur as colonel, William A. Eliason lieutenant colonel, and Lee M. McAfee major. Lieutenant Richmond was the first adjutant, with George L. Phifer as sergeant major; Captain E. P. George, commissary; Captain J. W. Wilson, quarter-master; Dr. John K. Ruffin, surgeon; Reginald H. Goode, assistant surgeon; and Peter Nicholson, chaplain. The non-commissioned staff was completed with James Hol
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 23. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.12 (search)
had no shirt for months, and was barefooted. When we were called out to get some clothes I had to stand two hours on the frozen ground before my turn came, and I am sure I never felt so comfortable in my life as I did when I first put on the coarse blouse, pantaloons, shoes, and socks. I often wonder how we lived to tell of the cold and hunger of our prison life. I had been in prison twenty months, three and a half at Fort Delaware, and seventeen at Point Lookout. We were paroled in March, and a pitiful set of men we were. I weighed barely ninety pounds, was almost a skeleton, and so weak I could hardly walk. But I was free, and going home, and that was the best tonic I could have. At City Point. At City Point our prison friend, Captain Patterson, came on board the vessel to see us, and there was a rush to shake hands with him. He said he was glad we were going home. Notwithstanding all the searching, one man had succeeded in concealing his flag and as soon as we
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 23. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), How the Southern soldiers kept House during the war. (search)
How the Southern soldiers kept House during the war. The experience of Dr. W. W. Parker, Major of artillery, Confederate States army. Did not suffer except when separated from his negro Joe. A cow with a History—She supplied milk and was used as a pack-horse on the March—Piles of biscuits chosen by Lot—War Reminiscences. [The solitary horseman of the novelist, G. P. R. James, was scarcely more familiar to his once numerous readers than is our excellent friend Dr. Parker to the good people of Richmond and its vicinity. In his knightly figure on gaunt steed as he trots daily in his broad ministrations of mercy and healing, do we feel that the type of the tried and tireless country doctor is still personified. Why shouldn't he be as lovely as he is loving? His good wife, noble matron, to whom he so tenderly refers, will, we are assured, vote him sweet. Dr. Parker is as gentle as he is ever brave. Recently a distinguished minister of the Methodist Episcopal Church,<