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Lt.-Colonel Arthur J. Fremantle, Three Months in the Southern States, June, 1863. (search)
oors of all the principal houses, and the town was cleared of all but the military passing through or on duty. Some of the troops marched straight through the town, and bivouacked on the Carlisle road. Others turned off to the right, and occupied the Gettysburg turnpike. I found Generals Lee and Longstreet encamped on the latter road, three-quarters of a mile from the town. General Longstreet and his Staff at once received me into their mess, and I was introduced to Major Fairfax, Major Latrobe, and Captain Rogers of his personal Staff; also to Major Moses, the Chief Commissary, whose tent I am to share. He is the most jovial, amusing, clever son of Israel I ever had the good fortune to meet. The other officers of Longstreet's Headquarter Staff are Colonel Sorrell, Lieutenant-colonel Manning (ordnance officer), Major Walton, Captain Goree, and Major Clark, all excellent good fellows, and most hospitable. Having lived at the headquarters of all the principal Confed-erate Ge
Lt.-Colonel Arthur J. Fremantle, Three Months in the Southern States, July, 1863. (search)
o him by the soldiers. Difficulties seem to make no, other impression upon him than to make him a little more savage. Major Walton was the only officer with him when I came up-all the rest had been put into the charge. In a few minutes Major Latrobe arrived on foot, carrying his saddle, having just had his horse killed. Colonel Sorrell was also in the same predicament, and Captain Goree's horse was wounded in the mouth. The General was making the best arrangements in his power to retrative man, but he was quite affectionate in his farewell. His last words were a hearty hope for the speedy termination of the war. All his officers were equally kind in their expressions on my taking leave, though the last sentence uttered by Latrobe was not entirely reassuring-viz., You may take your oath he'll be caught for a spy. I then rode to General Lee's camp, and asked him for a pass to get through his lines. We had a long talk together, and he told me of the raid made by the ene