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Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3. 2 0 Browse Search
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley 2 0 Browse Search
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Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3., The first day at Gettysburg. (search)
cavalry, Buford to his left, Gregg to his right, and Kilpatrick to the front. Directing French to occupy Frederick with seven thousand men of the garrison of Harper's Ferry, he put his army in motion early on the morning of the 29th. Kilpatrick reached Littlestown that night; and on the morning of the 30th the rear of his division, while passing through Hanover, was attacked by a portion of Stuart's cavalry. Stuart, availing himself of the discretion allowed him, had left Robertson's and Joneses brigades to guard the passes of the Blue Ridge, and on the night of the 24th, with those of Hampton, Fitzhugh Lee, and Chambliss, had started to move round the Army of the Potomac, pass between it and Centreville into Maryland, and so rejoin Lee; but the movements of that army forced him so far east that he was compelled to ford the Potomac near Seneca [20 miles above Washington], on the night of the 27th. Next morning, learning that Hooker had already crossed the river, he marched north b
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.6 (search)
er have had the heart to bait him to despair, but would have sought an occupation for him more suited for his capacities. Moses appears to have required time to heat himself thoroughly for such a resolve, and, in his desire for a proper pretence, he was becoming cruel. So from this time he was mute about my merits. I was the object of incessant disparagement and reproaches, and the feeling of this acted as a weighty clog on my efforts. The excellence which the Owenses, Pritchards, and Joneses of the school might aspire to was to be denied me. My spiritual, intellectual, and bodily functions were to be stimulated with birch, boot, and bluster; for in no other way could one so dense as I be affected. The pain at last became intolerable, and I was again drawing perilously near revolt. But Moses saw nothing, and continued to shower his wordy arrows, which perpetually stung and caused inward bleeding. I used to think that Moses was a grand scholar, but I got to believe that he h
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, XVIII (search)
XVIII The Westminster Abbey of a book catalogue the American visitor enters Westminster Abbey prepared to be hushed in awe before the multitude of great names. To his amazement he finds himself vexed and bored with the vast multiplicity of small ones. He must approach the Poets' Corner itself through avenues of Browns, Joneses, and Robinsons. It seems that even Westminster Abbey affords no test of greatness, nor do any of the efforts to ascertain it by any other test succeed much better. The balloting in various newspapers for the best hundred authors or the forty immortals has always turned out to be limited by the constituency of the particular publication which attempted the experiment; or sometimes even by the action of jocose cliques, combining to force up the vote of pet candidates. As regards American authors, the great Library of American Literature of Stedman and Hutchinson aims to furnish a sort of Westminster Abbey or Valhalla, where the relative value of diffe
rg as the scene of their future labors. This Bank was incorporated at the last session of the Legislature, with a capital of $300,000--the whole stock being immediately taken. President, Rouben Ragland, Esq. It is recorded in the Express of this city, as a remarkable fact, that neither Smith nor Jones has appeared upon the arena of the Convention; but this can easily be accounted for, by the statement that they have all moved over here. We number some forty Smiths, and quite as many Joneses--(I speak now of the men; Heaven only knows where the women and children end.) They are doubtless engaged in framing some important amendments to the Constitution, which they will duly submit to the Convention in the form of a petition. Hon. C. C. Clay, of Alabama, member of the late U. S. Senate, has been sojourning in our midst for several weeks past A very suspicious character, supposed to be Chipman, the murderer of Martha Peniz, of Guilford county, N. C., was arrested on the
The names of the ancient Italians were so rugged, and so barbarous, that his muse would not consent to hitch them into verse; and as a poet uninspired by the muse is no poet at all, he was compelled to forego his design, and the world lost forever the great work that might possibly have resulted from it. We have often thought what a difficulty a poet would have to encounter, who should make an epic in this region. We say nothing of the patronymics — the Smiths, Thompsons, Johnsons and Joneses, that it would be necessary to hitch into rhyme. But how could a poet immortalize our streams and our mountains? Homer made Scamander and Simois illustrious. Virgil made the Tiber classical, the four rivers of Paradise, and "Abanar and Pharphar, lucid streams" shine more beautifully in the pages of Milton, than they did in their proper person. Of late arirs "Auld Ayr" and the banks of bonny Doune, are familiar to our ears as strains of oft-repeated music, through the song of Burns. The