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Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 2 1,039 11 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 833 7 Browse Search
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1 656 14 Browse Search
The Annals of the Civil War Written by Leading Participants North and South (ed. Alexander Kelly McClure) 580 0 Browse Search
Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865 459 3 Browse Search
Hon. J. L. M. Curry , LL.D., William Robertson Garrett , A. M. , Ph.D., Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 1.1, Legal Justification of the South in secession, The South as a factor in the territorial expansion of the United States (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 435 13 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 3. 355 1 Browse Search
Edward Alfred Pollard, The lost cause; a new Southern history of the War of the Confederates ... Drawn from official sources and approved by the most distinguished Confederate leaders. 352 2 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 333 7 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. 330 2 Browse Search
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al desks, seeming suddenly imbued with life, rose and threw away their quills-and with them the very bread for their families — to go South. It was the modern hegira! A dull, vague unrest brooded over Washington, as though the city had been shadowed with a vast pall, or threatened with a plague.. Then when it was again too late, General Scott-the general, as the hero of Lundy's Lane and Mexico was universally knownvirtu-ally went into the Cabinet, practically filling the chair that Jefferson Davis had vacated. Men felt that they must range themselves on one side, or the other, for the South had spoken and meant what she said. There might be war; there must be separation! I was lounging slowly past the rampant bronze Jackson in. Lafayette Square when Styles Staple joined me. When do you start? was his salutation. When do I start? Staple's question was a sudden one. Yes, for the South? You're going, of course; and the governor writes me to be off at once. Bett
rs-? the first Capital a New flag hotels and their patrons Jefferson Davis the man and the Government social matters the curbstone Coy mortal, at the ladies' ordinary. He had scarcely spoken when Mr. Davis entered by a side door and took his seat, with only an occasionalrmy and accepted a similar post and a brigadier's commission from Mr. Davis. An after-dinner interview with the President of the Confederashington, proved them only a prolix report of the inauguration. Mr. Davis soon threw them aside to hear the verbal account from us. At aw-always firm and prominent — was closer pressed to its fellow. Mr. Davis had lost the sight of one eye many months previous, though that mting government; and perfect simplicity marked every detail about Mr. Davis. His office, for the moment, was one of the parlors of the hotely an usher, and were received whenever business did not prevent. Mr. Davis' manner was unvarying in its quiet and courtesy, drawing out all
the State Department; but to the War Office, every eye was turned, and the popular verdict seemed to be that the choice there was not the right man in the right place. Mr. Leroy Pope Walker, to whom its administration was intrusted, was scarcely known beyond the borders of his own state; but those who did know him prophesied that he would early stagger under the heavy responsibility that would necessarily fall upon him in event of war. Many averred that he was only a man of straw to whom Mr. Davis had offered the portfolio, simply that he might exercise his own wellknown love for military affairs and be himself the de facto Secretary of War. The selection of Mr. Mallory, of Florida, for the Navy Department, was more popular and was, as yet, generally considered a good one. His long experience as chairman of the committee on naval affairs, in the United States Senate, and his reputation for clearness of reasoning and firmness of purpose, made him acceptable to the majority of p
ng an army the will of the people how women worked the camps a novel show Mr. Davis handles Congress his energy and industry society and the strangers joy ovelves assumed shape as clear and legible statutes. It was generally said that Mr. Davis had reduced Congress to a pliable texture that his iron fingers could twist a this one may allow for exaggeration of our correspondent, it is certain that Mr. Davis was the heart and brains of the government; and his popularity with the peoplinet room, connected by an always open door; and in one or the other of these Mr. Davis spent some fifteen hours out of every twenty-four. Here he received the thou become one of its leading actors; having more real weight and influence with Mr. Davis than any, or all, of his other advisers. The President did not believe there; but beside them, the Cabinet — as such-had scarcely a practical existence. Mr. Davis very naturally considered that the War Department had become the government,
Chapter 9: a change of base. The Pensacola army review by President Davis orders for Virginia breaking camp on the Gulf the start of the Zouaves they capture a train and a city pursuit and recapture the riot and its lesson early ideas of discipline. Whatever activity and energetic preparation there may have been elsewhere, Pensacola was the first organized camp in the South. General Bragg and his adjutant-general were both old officers, and in the face of the enemy the utmos extreme right. As the President, with the general and his staff, galloped down the line, the band of each regiment struck up; and the wildest huzzas — not even restrained by the presence of their incarnate discipline --told how firm a hold Mr. Davis had taken upon the hearts of the army. By the time the review was over twilight had fallen; and a thousand camp-fires sprang up among the tents, with flickering, uncertain light. In it sat groups preparing their suppers and discussing what
for the reception of the remainder. Troops in large bodies had already been forwarded to Virginia from all parts of the South, and all indications were that, before the summer was over, an active campaign on the soil of the Old Dominion would be in progress. About this time, a telegram from Montgomery appeared in the New York Tribune, which created as much comment at the South as at the North. It stated, in so many words, that the whole South was in motion; that a few days would see Mr. Davis in Virginia at the head of thirty thousand men, Beauregard second in command. With the two sections in a state of open hostility, and with armies already in the field and manoeuvering for position, it was somewhat singular that the avowed correspondent of a northern journal should be allowed in the southern Capital; but, when his dispatches bore on their face some signs of authoritative sanction, it became stranger still. The correspondent of the Tribune was a well-known lobby member
induced to open their doors to the better class of strangers; and gradually the whole dense population settled down, wedged into comparative quiet. Happily, my lines fell in these pleasanter places; and, whatever the unavoidable trials, it were base ingratitude in an experimental pilgrim among the mail-bags to indite a new Jeremiad thereon. Suites of rooms had been reserved at the Spotswood hotel for the President and some of his Cabinet; so that house naturally became headquarters. Mr. Davis' office, the Cabinet-room with the State and Treasury Departments were located in the custom-house; and the other bureaux of the Government were relegated to the Mechanics' Institute, an ungainly pile of bricks, formerly used as library and lecture-rooms. The State of Virginia, though not at all on pleasure bent in inviting the Government to her capital, had yet been of frugal enough mind not to commence preparations in advance of acceptance; and, the hejira followed so swiftly upon it
Chapter 13: the leaders and the led. General Lee comes to the front Mr. Davis' labors and responsibilities his personal popularity social feeling at the new Capital Pawnee Sunday panic tate, peculiarly fitted him for this work; but every step was taken subject to the decision of Mr. Davis himself. The appointments of officers, the distribution of troops — in fact, the minutiae of e secretaryship, he, and the army, and the country knew who, in fact, did the work. But to do Mr. Davis justice, he did not make his fantoccini suffer if he pulled the wires the wrong way. He was noing to enjoy the saddle much more than the curule chair; and often Little Jeff the Benjamin of Mr. Davis' household-trotted at his side. But there was never a suite, seldom a courier; and wherever hmong the soldiery. They were treasured as the truth, too, by that rough auditory; for as yet, Mr. Davis was in the zenith of his popularity — a perfect idol with army and people. The first sight of
it of the assistance and advice of an able corps of subordinates-both from the old service and from the active business men of the South; and, whatever may have been its later abuses, at this time the bureau was managed with an efficiency and vigor that could scarcely have been looked for in so new an organization. The Commissariat alone was badly managed from its very inception. Murmurs loud and deep arose from every quarter against its numerous errors and abuses; and the sagacity of Mr. Davis-so entirely approved elsewhere — was in this case more than doubted. Colonel Northrop had been an officer of cavalry, but for many years had been on a quasi sick-leave, away from all connection with any branch of the army-save, perhaps, the paymaster's office. The reason for his appointment to, perhaps, the most responsible bureau of the War Department was a mystery to people everywhere. Suddenly the news from Rich Mountain came. It fell like a thunderbolt from the summer sky, that
als and officers fled from the Capital and sought safer homes in North Carolina and Georgia, her people would not accept as the real reason the averred necessity for saving the very small amount of provision they consumed. But the Legislature of Virginia and the City Council of Richmond met and resolved that they were willing to stand any loss of property and life-even the destruction of the city-before giving it up to the enemy. They waited upon the President and so explained to him. Mr. Davis solemnly announced his resolution to defend the position while a man remained; and to cast his fate with that of a people who could act so bravely. Still, so doubtful was the issue of the contest held by the lukewarm, or cowardly, few that they hesitated not to express their belief that the war was done; and they stored in secret places quantities of tobacco to be used as currency when the invaders came in! When the dies irae really came; and burning Richmond sent similarly hidden
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