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The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 3: The Decisive Battles. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller), Sherman's final campaigns (search)
r the capture of Atlanta, says Sherman, all the army, officers and men, seemed to relax more or less and sink into a condition of idleness. All but the engineers! For it was their task to construct the new lines of fortifications surveyed by General Poe so that the city could be held by a small force while troops were detached in pursuit of Hood. The railroad lines and bridges along the route by which the army had come had to be repaired so that the sick and wounded and prisoners could be seld he fail the march would be set down as the wild adventure of a crazy fool. He had no intention of marching directly to Richmond, but from the first his objective was the seacoast, at Savannah or Port Royal, or even Pensacola, Florida. Captain Poe, who had the work of destruction in charge. The court-house and a large part of the dwellings escaped the flames. Preparations for the great march were made with extreme care. Defective wagons and horses were discarded; the number of heav
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 8. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), General Hardee and the Military operations around Atlanta. (search)
ral Sherman's says of it: Being on the spot, I checked Davis' movement, and ordered General Howard to send the two divisions of the Seventeenth corps (Blair) around by his right rear, to get below Jonesboroa, and to reach the railroad so as to cut off retreat in that direction. I also dispatched order after order to hurry forward Stanley, so as to lap around Jonesboroa on the east, hoping thus to capture the whole of Hardee's corps. I sent first Captain Andenreid (Aid-de-Camp), then Colonel Poe, of the engineers, and lastly General Thomas himself (and that is the only time during the campaign that I can recall seeing General Thomas urge his horse into a gallop). Night was approaching, and the country on the farther side of the railroad was densely wooded. General Stanley had come up on the left of Davis, and was deploying, though there could not have been on his front more than a skirmish line. Had he moved straight on by the flank, or by a slight detour to his left, he would
William Boynton, Sherman's Historical Raid, Chapter 9: (search)
move. The movement is substantially down the Sandtown road straight for Atlanta. McPherson drew out his lines during the night of July 2d, leaving Garrard's cavalry, dismounted, occupying his trenches, and moved to the rear of the Army of the Cumberland, stretching down the Nickajack; but Johnston detected the movement, and promptly abandoned Marietta and Kenesaw. I expected as much, for by the earliest dawn of the 3d of July I was up at a large spy-glass, mounted on a tripod, which Colonel Poe, United States Engineers, had at his bivouac close by our camp. I directed the glass on Kenesaw, and saw some of our pickets crawling up the hill cautiously. Soon they stood upon the very top, and I could plainly see their movements as they ran along the crest just abandoned by the enemy. In a minute I roused my staff, and started them off with orders in every direction for a pursuit by every possible road, hoping to catch Johnston in the confusion of retreat, especially at the crossin
William Boynton, Sherman's Historical Raid, Chapter 11: (search)
ents, with all details that can be foreseen. I now know the results aimed at, I know my base and have a pretty good idea of my lines of operation. No time shall be lost in putting my forces in mobile condition, so that all I ask is notice of time, that all over the grand theater of war there shall be simultaneous action. We saw the beauty of time in the battle of Chattanooga, and there is no reason why the same harmony of action should not pervade a continent. I am well pleased with Captain Poe, and would not object to half a dozen thoroughly educated young engineer officers. I am, with respect, your friend, W. T. Sherman, Major-General commanding. In reply to further letters from General Grant, setting forth his plans, Sherman wrote: headquarters Military division of the Mississippi, Nashville, Tenn., April 10, 1864. Lieutenant-General U. S. Grant, Commander-in-Chief, Washington, D. C. dear General: Your two letters of April 4 are now before me, and affo
Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative, Chapter 14: fall of 1862 (search)
either, and, by falling back, might unite his two corps, behind the Robertson River, before accepting battle. This had been Lee's plan, if the threat of Jackson's position upon the Federal flank should fail to prevent their advance. Burnside's organization was as follows:— Grand Divs.corpsDIVISIONSBRIGADESARTILLERY Right Grand Division2d CorpsHancockCaldwell, Meagher, Zook CouchHoward FrenchSully, Owen, Hall, Kimball, Palmer, Andrews8 Batteries Sumner9th Corps WillcoxSturgis GettyPoe, Christ, Leasure Nagle, Ferrero Hawkins, Harland6 Batteries Centre Grand Division3d CorpsBirneyRobinson, Ward, Berry StonemanSickles WhippleCarr, Hall, Revere Piatt, Carroll9 Batteries Hooker5th CorpsGriffinBarnes, Sweitzer, Stockton ButterfieldSykesBuchanan, Andrew, Warren8 Batteries HumphreysTyler, Allabach Left Grand Division1st CorpsDoubledayPhelps, Rogers, Gavin, Meredith ReynoldsGibbon MeadeRoot, Lyle, Taylor Sinclair, Magilton, Jackson11 Batteries Franklin6th CorpsBrooksTorbert
Charles E. Stowe, Harriet Beecher Stowe compiled from her letters and journals by her son Charles Edward Stowe, Chapter 12: Dred, 1856. (search)
oked when she died, and how she was angry that something dreadful did not happen to Tom Gordon. She inquired for papa, and the rest of the family, all of whom she seemed to be well informed about. The next morning we had Lord Dufferin again to breakfast. He is one of the most entertaining young men I have seen in England, full of real thought and noble feeling, and has a wide range of reading. He had read all our American literature, and was very flattering in his remarks on Hawthorne, Poe, and Longfellow. I find J. R. Lowell less known, however, than he deserves to be. Lord Dufferin says that his mother wrote him some verses on his coming of age, and that he built a tower for them and inscribed them on a brass plate. I recommend the example to you, Henry; make yourself the tower and your memory the brass plate. This morning came also, to call, Lady Augusta Bruce, Lord Elgin's daughter, one of the Duchess of Kent's ladies-in-waiting; a very excellent, sensible girl, w
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Letters and Journals of Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Chapter 7: Cambridge in later life (search)
t. The pine was Shelley's one vast pine ; the rocks were those where Mignon's serpents cowered; the lake was the gloomy Mummelsee where the enchanted lily maidens dwell; the pine woods were such as Sterling describes in his Woodland mountains, where all grand ideal shapes go by. Yet it was all in the suburbs of Boston and I was nineteen. It takes time and the long years to saturate every locality with romance and tenderness, but we are doing it slowly and surely in this dear America of ours. To a literary fame, death comes like the leaves in Alice's adventures, by eating which one suddenly grew tall or short. How instantaneously Bayard Taylor's shrunk when he died; when he went to Berlin he had a series of parting fetes as if he were a leader in literature; the moment he died he became an insignificant figure. It was equally instantaneous with Willis and Tuckerman, before him. ... On the other hand, Hawthorne, Thoreau, and even Poe, suddenly rose in dimensions. The End
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, XIII: Oldport Days (search)
ly two obstacles to her wish: 1st that she is not the man's daughter. 2d that he is still alive. Occasionally Colonel Higginson attended meetings of the Boston Radical Club, a society of advanced thinkers which met once a month at the hospitable house of Rev. and Mrs. J. T. Sargent. Here an essay on some philosophic or theological subject was read and discussed, often with great animation. A bomb was thrown into the camp one day in the shape of a clever anonymous poem, a parody on Poe's Raven, taking off the members of the club. One verse introduced Higginson thus:— Then a colonel, cold and smiling, With a stately air beguiling, Who punctuates his paragraphs On Newport's shining shore. At one of these meetings where Rev. Mr. Weiss repudiated a peace-basis for either earth or heaven, Colonel Higginson labelled his theories The Gospel of the Shindy. In spite of his own independent views, the latter always took the part of the under dog. On one of these occasions he
James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen, Grace Greenwood-Mrs. Lippincott. (search)
riate and elegant! This charming Grace Greenwood, so natural, so chatty, so easy, chanting her wood-notes wild. Ah me! those were jocund days. We Americans were not then in such grim earnest as we are now. The inimitable, much imitated pen, that in the early part of the century had given us Knickerbocker and the Sketch book, was still cheerfully busy at Sunny Side. Willis, beginning with the sacred and nibbling at the profane, was in the middle of his genial, lounging, graceful career. Poe's Raven was pouring out those weird, melodious croakings. Ik Marvel was a dreaming bachelor, gliding about the picture-galleries of Europe. Bryant was a hard-working editor, but when he lifted up those poet eyes above the smoke of the great city, he saw the water-fowl, and addressed it in lines that our great-grandchildren will know by heart. William Lloyd Garrison was sometimes pelted with bad eggs. Horace Greeley had just started the New York Tribune. Neither Clay, Calhoun, nor Webster
James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen, Margaret Fuller Ossoli. (search)
ve made her life smoother and her memory less noble. In her day, as now, there were few well-trained writers in the country, and they had little leisure for criticism; so that work was chiefly left to boys. The few exceptions were cynics, like Poe, or universal flatterers, like Willis and Griswold. Into the midst of these came a woman with no gifts for conciliation, with no personal attractions, with a habit of saying things very explicitly and of using the first person singular a good dea This phrase, I remember, gave great offence at the time; yet, on inspection of that rather smirking portrait, it proves to be a fair description; and she expressly disclaims all application of the phrase to the poet himself. She defends him from Poe's charges of specific plagiarism, and points out, very justly, that these accusations only proceed from something imitative and foreign in many of his images and in the atmosphere of much of his verse. She says, as many have felt, that he sees n
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