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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 5. (ed. Frank Moore) 8 4 Browse Search
The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 9: Poetry and Eloquence. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 6 0 Browse Search
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fficially announced to the men on line at night that marching orders were received, and that at such an hour next morning tents would be struck and the men in packing up. place, equipped and provided as already stated, those men who had not already decided the question retired to their huts and took an account of stock in order to decide what to take and what to leave. As a soldier would lay out two articles on the bunk, of equally tender associations, one could seem to hear him murmur, with Gay, How happy could I be with either Were t'other dear charmer away. as he endeavored to choose between them, knowing too well that both could not be taken. The survival of the fittest was the question, which received deeper and tenderer consideration here in one evening than Darwin has ever given it in the same time. Then, there was the overcoat and the woollen blanket which should be left? Perhaps he finally decided to try taking both along for a while. He will leave the dress-coat and w
t seems to sigh. Does it sigh for the good companions gone, or only for lost youth, with the flower of the pea, and the roses that will never bloom more? O martial music, in your cadences are many memories-and memory is not always gay and mirthful! So, cease your longdrawn, splendid battle anthem!--play, instead, some passionate ballad, gallant and gay --or better still, an old Virginia reel, such as the soldiers of the army used to hear before they lived in tents. Unlike the great Luria, we long to see some women in the camp --or if not in person, at least in imagination! Has some spirit of the air flashed to the brave musicians what I wish? Do they feel as I do? The gayest reel of all the reels since time was born, comes dancing on the wind, and every thought but mirth is banished. Gay reel, play on! Bright carnival of the years that have flown, come back-come back, with the smiling lips and the rose-red cheeks, with the braided hair and the glimmer of mischievous eyes!
Annals of the third. I. Sad but pleasing are the memories of the past! Gay and grotesque as well as sorrowful and sombre, are the recollections of the old soldiers who, in the months of 1861, marched to the rolling drum of Beauregard! At that time the present writer was a Sergeant of Artillery, to which high rank he had been promoted from the position of private: and the remembrance of those days when he was uniformly spoken to as Sergeant is by no means unpleasing. The contrary is the fact. In those callow days the war was a mere frolic — the dark hours were yet unborn, when all the sky was over-shadowed, the land full of desolation — in the radiant sunshine of the moment it was the amusing and grotesque phase of the situation that impressed us, not the tragic. The post of Sergeant may not be regarded as a very lofty one, compared with that of field or general officers, but it has its advantages and its dignity. The Sergeant of Artillery is Chief of piece --tha
rousing the patriotism of the people. As we neared the towns we were met by throngs who, impatient to see General Logan, had gone out on the roads for miles to intercept him. The nearer we approached the wilder the cheers, until, before the people could be restrained, they had unhitched the mules, and, attaching a long rope to the axle, in a twinkling they were drawing the carriage, while others were following the mules, screaming: Here's your mules, won by Mrs. Logan on Lincoln's election! Gay streamers of red, white, and blue ribbons bedecked the dumb brutes that seemingly understood they were attracting attention, and were as docile as lambs, though we expected to see them resent with their heels the familiarity with which they were being handled. The towns were ablaze with bunting; the brass bands filled the air with patriotic music. We sometimes trembled lest the people, in their exuberant spirits and manifestations of cordiality and admiration, might permanently disable Gene
Baron de Jomini, Summary of the Art of War, or a New Analytical Compend of the Principle Combinations of Strategy, of Grand Tactics and of Military Policy. (ed. Major O. F. Winship , Assistant Adjutant General , U. S. A., Lieut. E. E. McLean , 1st Infantry, U. S. A.), Advertisement (search)
nes of operations with more subtlety than real success, and others have been, at times, too precise in their calculations, we could not refuse to their writings the testimonials of esteem which they merit, for they all contain more or less of excellent views. In Russia, General Okounief treated of the important article of the combined or partial employment of the three arms, which makes the basis of the theory of combats, and rendered thereby a real service to young officers. In France, Gay-Vernon, Jacquinot de Presle and Roquancourt, published courses which were not wanting in merit. Under these circumstances, I was assured by my own experience, that there was wanting, to my first treatise, a collection of maxims like that which preceded the work of the Arch Duke; which induced me to publish, in 1829, the first sketch of this analytical compend, adding to it two interesting articles upon the military policy of States. I profited of this occasion to defend the principles o
tin cups, haversacks, newspapers, pet pups and terrified kittens, and the picture presented by such an odd array of soldier-traps in straggling squads in close order, and all bobbing up and down as their carrier's foothold was momentarily lost and regained, the picture, I repeat, was grotesquely awkward. The men ridiculed one another's outre appearance, cheered as they plunged into the clear stream, and raised an echoing chorus of miscellaneous songs. Dixie, Carry me back to Ole Virginny, Gay and happy, Bully for Major Anderson, the Star-spangled Banner, Red, White, and Blue, and as many more were sung wildly in Pennsylvania Dutch, American slang, and ever-rich Milesian accent. Music for the million by the ten thousand was the order of the day, added to which there was occasional music by the band. The train wagons experienced but little difficulty in riding over the hard bed of the river, save one or two which got a little below the ford proper, and narrowly missed being capsiz
of the shore! Like a flock of white-wing'd owl, see! they come; Like the sea-birds to their nests struggling home, When the tempests out at sea lash the foam, And the ruffian surges roar. IV. When they anchored by those shores so serene, What a bright — what a soft, delicious scene! With hues of rose, and hues of living green, Beamed upon the seamen's view! Not a ripple, not a dimple crisp'd the deep; So pellucid, that the coral groves that sleep Far below, were disclosed in all their sweep, Gay with every prismy hue! V. Far along the curving shores gleam'd the sand; High aloft the branching palms would expand, And the orange and the lime o'er the land Wav'd their globes of sparkling gold; Like emeralds shine the grasses and the leaves; The grape its fruit and foliage interweaves, And the ripened Indian corn, with its sheaves, Is in ruddy bloom unroll'd. VI. White as foam shone the cotton o'er the plain, As if snows, and the sleety, icy rain, Their flaky storm has showered forth amai
azoned all To wormwood in its endless fall. The song of treason ceased — the demons fled, And as I mused in the dark bitterness Of grief to this sad prophecy of woe, I heard a sound, as when the ocean moves His moist battalions to the tempest's march, To storm the fortress of the rocky isles, And hosts innumerable thronged around In panoply of war. From every height And every valley, rolled the martial drum, And bugles calling to the gory charge The loyal and the bold, while streamed on high Gay banners glittering with the hues of heaven. “We come, O bleeding country!” was their cry, “To beat aside the parricidal steel, And shield the snowy breast that gave us life.” New-England's seamen swelled the rallying cry Along the coasts, the Middle States replied From thronging marts, the echoes leaped along The Mississippi Valley, whose vast floods Throb like the pulses of the Nation's heart, And pale Virginia, all besprinkled now With War's red baptism, to Kentucky spoke, Kentucky t
56. Yankee vandals. air--Gay and Happy. The Northern Abolition vandals, Who have come to free the slave, Will meet their doom in “Old Virginny,” Where they all will get a grave. Chorus. So let the Yankees say what they will, We'll love and fight for Dixie still, Love and fight for, love and fight for, We'll love and fight for Dixie still. They started for Manassas Junction, With an army full of fight, But they caught a Southern tartar, And they took a bully flight. So let the Yankees, etc. “Old Fuss and Feathers” could not save them, All their boasting was in vain, Before the Southern steel they cowered, And their bodies strewed the plain. So let the Yankees, etc. The “Maryland Line” was there as ever, With their battle-shout and blade, They shed new lustre on their mother, When that final charge they made. So let the Yankees, etc. Old Abe may make another effort, For to take his onward way, But his legions then as ever, Will be forced to run away. So let the Yankees, etc. B
nd Kentucky cavalry to reconnoitre the ground on the left of the skirmishers. Gen. Gay's cavalry was making a reconnoissance in front and toward Perryville. I was t spoken of in terms of high praise, which I can most safely endorse. Inspector-General Gay, in charge of the cavalry in my front, was active and highly efficient.column. Whilst there the artillery (two pieces) of Capt. Harris's battery, with Gay's cavalry, continued to fire, and small arms were also heard. Gay addressed a nGay addressed a note to me, saying he had been pressing the enemy all the morning, was pressing him then, and much needed a regiment of infantry to support his pieces. I ordered thety-sixth remaining in undisputed possession of the contested ground. Brigadier-General Gay, Inspector of Cavalry upon General Buell's staff, came up after the enebels had bit the dust, and we remained masters of the field. The conduct of General Gay and his staff is spoken of with much praise by all who witnessed it. All the
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