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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 5. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 16 0 Browse Search
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The Annals of the Civil War Written by Leading Participants North and South (ed. Alexander Kelly McClure), The Morale of General Lee's army. (search)
ts which would adorn the brightest pages of Christian experience, and, among other things, sent this message to his loved and honored chieftains: Tell Generals Lee and Jackson that they know how a Christian soldier should live; I only wish they were here to see a Christian soldier die Not many months afterward Jackson was called to cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees, and left another bright illustration of how Christian soldiers of that army were wont to die. Colonel Willie Pegram, the boy artillerist, as he was familiarly called, left the University of Virginia, at the breaking out of the war, as a private soldier, rose to the rank of colonel of artillery (he refused a tender of promotion to the command of an infantry brigade), upon more than one occasion elicited high praise from A. P. Hill, Jackson, and Lee, arid, at the early age of twenty-two, fell on the ill-fated field of Five Forks, gallantly resisting the overwhelming odds against him. His last words
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 5. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Leading Confederates on the battle of Gettysburg. (search)
d, I found that my line had passed Archer's, and that my entire front was unmasked. We then moved about a mile, and as the Seventh regiment had been detained a short time, Colonel Barbour threw out forty men under Captain Hudson, to keep back some of the enemy's cavalry which had dismounted, and were annoying us with an enfilade fire. We moved across this open field at quick time, until a body of the enemy's cavalry and a few infantry opened upon us from the woods, subsequently occupied by Pegram's battalion of artilery, when the men gave a yell and rushed forward at a double-quick — the whole of the enemy's force beating a hasty retreat to Cemetery till. My right now extended into the woods referred to, and my left was a short distance from the Fairfield road. On passing beyond the stone fence and into the peach orchard near McMillan's house, I was ordered by General Pender not to advance further unless there was another general forward movement. As I could see nothing at that ti
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 5. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), A review of the First two days operations at Gettysburg and a reply to General Longstreet by General Fitz. Lee. (search)
ieut.-Colonel Ga'rnett's, Major Poague's, and Lieutenant-Colonel Cutt's, attending the divisions of Generals Heth, Pender, and Anderson, and Majors McIntosh's and Pegram's battalions as a corps reserve. In this advance, general headquarters being with the First corps, my own were thereby also chiefly regulated. On June 16th, ae heard by myself and others with the main body, as, before noon, we crossed the mountain. Two divisions of the Third corps, Heth's and Pender's, the former with Pegram's artillery battalion, the latter with McIntosh's, were in advance on this road; while of the Second corps, Early's division, attended by Jones' artillery battalid infantry that had been pressing the Third corps; and when these turned upon their new assailants they were handsomely enfiladed by the batteries of McIntosh and Pegram, posted in front of our look-out on the left and right of the road. To counteract this damaging double-attack, the enemy made, especially with his artillery, suc
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 5. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Battle of Murfreesboro. (search)
heir for mations on the west bank of the river. On the morning of Wednesday the 31st, the battle opened on our left. From my front information came to me from Pegram's cavalry force in advance that the enemy, having crossed at the fords below, were moving on my position in line of battle. This proved to be incorrect. Aboudoing this I was to bring up the artillery and establish it on the crest, so as at once to hold it and enfilade the enemy's lines on the other side of the river. Pegram and Wharton, who, with some cavalry and a battery, were beyond the point where my right would rest when the new line of battle should be formed, were directed, ashe summit of the slope as soon as the infantry should rout the enemy. Feeling anxious about my right, I sent two staff officers in succession to communicate with Pegram and Wharton, but received no intelligence up to the moment of assault. The interval between my left and the troops on the hill was already too great, but I had a
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 5. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Editorial paragraphs. (search)
way to assure them that Richmond still cherishes in her heart of hearts the boys who wore the gray and freely gave their lives in her defence. It was a sacred privilege to stand among the graves of these unknown heroes of the rank and file, or to linger around the resting-place of Jeb Stuart, whose stainless sword is sheathed forever; A. P. Hill, who gladly laid down his noble life at the call of duty; the gallant Pickett, who appropriately bivouacks among his boys on Gettysburg hill; Willie Pegram, the boy artillerist, whose record lives in the hearts of the whole army, and whose last words were: I have done my duty, and now I turn to my Savior ; John H. Pegram, whose brave young life was sacrificed at the post of duty he always coveted; General Ed. Johnson, who so loved to go in with the boys, musket in hand; General Henry A. Wise, the fearless tribune of the people, who claimed no exemption from hardship and danger on account of his age or long service; Colonel D. B. Harris, Bea
J. William Jones, Christ in the camp, or religion in Lee's army, Chapter 13: results of the work and proofs of its genuineness (search)
hivalry, or his enemies dread in the example of martyrdom. I have spoken of General J. E. B. Stuart, the flower of cavaliers, who said to President Davis, who stood at his dying bedside: If it were God's will, I should like to live longer and serve my country. If I must die, I should like to see my wife first; but if it is His will that I die now, I am ready and willing to go if God and my country think that I have fulfilled my destiny and done my duty. Colonel Wm. Johnson Pegram—Willie Pegram, the boy artillerist, we used to call him—left the University of Virginia in April, 1861, at the age of nineteen, and enlisted as a private in an artillery company, but, by superb courage and splendid skill, rose to be colonel of artillery and the idol of the whole army, when he fell on that ill-fated day at Five Forks which caused the breaking of Lee's lines and the fall of the Confederacy. In an every way admirable sketch of him, written by his adjutant and intimate friend, Captain
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 16. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Pegram battalion Association. (search)
respectfully, Thomas Ellett, President. 300 W. Franklin St., Richmond, Va., June 4th, 1887. Thomas Ellett, Esq., Pres't Pegram Battalion Association: dear Sir—I thank you for the kind expressions which your letter of the 1st contains, and inriend, Lindsay Walker, as gallant a soldier as ever carried a gun into action, and next in command, the boy soldier, Willie Pegram, whom I had known and loved from his babyhood, and who in the beginning of the war, seemed like Minerva, to have sprutime has not dimmed our love and admiration for our dead comrades. Pride in the remembrance of the glorious deeds won by Pegram's Battalion on sixty-three hard-fought battlefields. I am sorry that one more gifted by nature than myself has not been chosen to respond. But, sir, no one could have been selected who reverences the name of Pegram more than I. Willie Pegram was my school-mate. I knew him as a boy; I knew him as a man; I knew him as a soldier. It was my good fortune to serve part
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 27. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The Purcell battery from Richmond, Va. [from the Galveston, Texas, news, November, 1899.] (search)
or participate in the fighting, at which our boy captain—little Willie Pegram—was very much chagrined. But his chance was soon to come. In a short time an order came to send Pegram's rifled guns to the front. Going forward, we soon came to the open country, where Jackson and our eld on a little knoll we unlimbered, and Jackson in person directed Pegram to throw shells into a distant woods. We opened fire as directed, rds. The situation looked desperate, as we had no support near by. Pegram ordered double charges of canister, and seizing the flag, he went fthing to do was to leave this gun and save the rest, if we could. Pegram did not think so, and he quickly gave the order: Action, front! rcements coming up, we soon had our old position back. After this, Pegram heard the men discussing how near we came to losing the gun. He merd the prize. What Napoleon said of Ney might well be said of Willie Pegram, the boy artillerist: What a man! What a soldier! Of boyish f
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 28. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Crenshaw Battery, Pegram's Battalion, Confederate States Artillery. (search)
Crenshaw Battery, Pegram's Battalion, Confederate States Artillery. Graphic account of the effective career of this gallant organization. Highly interesting details. Hanging of Webster the Spy. Battles of Mechanicsville, Gaines' Mill, Cold Harbor, Malvern Hill, Bristow Station, Centreville, Sharpsburg, Chancellorsvi and self-possession under the most trying ordeals were such that commanded the love of his subordinates and the respect and admiration of the whole army—noble Willie Pegram! To live through all those hard-fought battles and then at the last—at Five Forks—surrender his young life upon the field of battle for his country. The fosoldier, who had lived long enough to win the plaudits of the whole army. Specs, as the boys used affectionately to call him, was always ready to lead. Noble Willie Pegram! Alas! the war had claimed another patriot as a victim. He was buried temporarily at Ford's Station, on the Southside Railroad, while the troops were on the <