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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 1. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The treatment of prisoners during the war between the States. (search)
r. That order was approved by Abraham Lincoln. It was read before the inside garrison of the prison sometime in January, 1864. It was read at assembly for duty on the 2d, in front of the prison. It went into effect on the following day. It continued in force until the expiration of my term of service, and, I have understood, until the close of the war. When it was read, Colonel Shaffner, of the Eighth Veteran Reserves, was acting Provost Marshal of Prisoners. I think that it was Captain Robinson who read the order. It reduced the daily allowance of the captives to about ten ounces of bread and four ounces of meat per man. Some time in January a batch of prisoners arrived. They were captured at Knoxville. Sixty of them were consigned to barracks under my charge. They were received by me at about 3 in the afternoon. One of the prisoners inquired of me when they would draw rations. I told him not until the following day. He said that in that case some of his comrades must
tune moment, General Beauregard led on one wing, while Johnston, grasping the colors of the Fourth Alabama, rode to the front; and with a wild yell our men advanced again, and quickly recovered lost ground, having to move forward under showers of shell and small shot that assailed them at every step. Brilliant as this charge was, the enemy, it was plain, were overpowering us by weight of numbers. They had seized a plateau on which stood two wooden houses (Widow Henry's, and the free negro Robinson's) and had placed thereon Ricketts's and Griffin's celebrated batteries. General Beauregard, determined to repossess himself of the position, formed his line for an assault, and his right rushed to the charge, while our centre, under Jackson, pierced theirs. The plateau was won, together with several guns, but the enemy some time afterwards threw forward a heavy force of infantry and dispossessed us again. It was now about two P. M., and the battle still raged furiously on the left
l I've got. The rest is distributed among all the boys by this time. It wasn't good for much, so I bound up my arm with it! Darn 'em, I'm sorry I can't use this hand, or I'd go back, and make some of 'em howl, sure! A warlike friend of mine, said Dobbs, who always had more to say about military matters than any half-dozen generals, was always talking of what he would do the first fight in which he participated. At Frazier's Farm, one of the first men I met walking to the rear was Robinson, with his hand bound up. Hallo! Rob, said I; what's the matter? Hurt? Hurt? I guess I am-slightly! I hadn't fairly got into it, Dobbs, said he, ‘fore some villain wounded me, and here am I laid up for a couple of months, and never had the pleasure of killing one of them yet! While talking to Rob, I saw a youth binding up his leg behind a tree, fifty paces to the right of me, and had even spoken to him kindly, when a shot came, tore down the tree, and whiped his head off clean to the s
Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain, The Passing of the Armies: The Last Campaign of the Armies., Chapter 6: Appomattox. (search)
d all the little that was left of this division in the sharp passages at Sailor's Creek five days thereafter. Now makes its last front A. P. Hill's old Corps, Heth now at the head, since Hill had gone too far forward ever to return: the men who poured destruction into our division at Shepardstown Ford, Antietam, in 1862, when Hill reported the Potomac running blue with our bodies; the men who opened the desperate first day's fight at Gettysburg, where withstanding them so stubbornly our Robinson's Brigades lost 1185 men, and the Iron Brigade alone 1153,--these men of Heth's Division here too losing 2850 men, companions of these now looking into our faces so differently. What is this but the remnant of Mahone's Division, last seen by us at the North Anna? its thinned ranks of worn, bright-eyed men recalling scenes of costly valor and ever-remembered history. Now the sad great pageant-Longstreet and his men! What shall we give them for greeting that has not already been spo
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., Stuart's ride around McClellan in June, 1862. (search)
e evidently exhilarated by the chase, the enemy just keeping near enough to make an occasional shot practicable. A considerable number of the Federal cavalrymen were overtaken and captured, and these proved to belong to the company in which Colonel Fitz Lee had formerly been a lieutenant. I could not refrain from laughter at the pleasure which Colonel Fitz --whose motto should be toujours gai --seemed to take in inquiring after his old cronies. Was Brown alive? where was Jones? and was Robinson sergeant still? Colonel Fitz never stopped until he found out everything. The prisoners laughed as they recognised him. Altogether, reader, the interview was the most friendly imaginable. The gay chase continued until we reached the Tottapotamoi, a sluggish stream, dragging its muddy waters slowly between rush-clad banks, beneath drooping trees; and this was crossed by a small rustic bridge. The line of the stream was entirely undefended by works; the enemy's right wing was unprotect
Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson, Chapter 8: winter campaign in the Valley. 1861-62. (search)
ch they excavated in the doomed structure. Although the Federal General, Banks, assembled a large force on the other side, and cannonaded the Confederates, the work was continued from the 17th to the 21st of December, until a great chasm was made, through which the whole current of the river flowed down towards its original level, leaving the canal far above it drained of its waters. The most essential parts of the work were done by the gallant men of Captain Holliday, of the 33d, and Captain Robinson, of the 27th Virginia regiments. These generous fellows volunteered to descend, by night, into the chilling waters, and worked under the enemy's fire, until the task was completed. The amount of fatigue which the men endured, laboring, as they constantly did, waist-deep in water, and in the intense cold of winter, can never be sufficiently appreciated. The only loss, at the hand of the enemy, was that of one man killed, a member of the infantry guard which watched the work, but the e
Fitzhugh Lee, General Lee, Chapter 13: campaign in Virginia.-Bristol Station.-mine Run.-Wilderness. (search)
ch, failed to drive the Confederate cavalry in his front, but finally gave the right of way to Warren; it was then daylight. Indeed, so effectual was the resistance of a dismounted division of Confederate cavalry that Warren's leading division, Robinson's, did not get in sight of Spottsylvania Court House until after 8 A. M., and then found Anderson's troops in his front, which, marching by a parallel road, had replaced the cavalry and received Robinson with a savage musketry fire, severely wouRobinson with a savage musketry fire, severely wounding him and driving back his line. As the Union troops came up they formed on Warren, while Anderson formed the nucleus for Lee's lines. The race had been finished, and Lee, between Grant and Richmond, cried Check! Both armies intrenched, and two formidable lines of earthworks sprang into existence. For twelve days Grant repeatedly and vainly assaulted at different points his opponent's position. The small army in gray stood as immovable as the mountains. Twice Grant assailed on the 8
Lt.-Colonel Arthur J. Fremantle, Three Months in the Southern States, May, 1863. (search)
s were marched judiciously; they were halted too long at a time, and not often enough. The baggage was carried on country carts pressed into the service. We bivouacked in the woods near a very pretty house, belonging to a planter called Colonel Robinson. These immense woods make admirable bivouacs. General State Rights Gist is a South Carolinian, only thirty-two years of age, and although not educated as a soldier, he seems easily to have adapted himself to the military profession. Heent preceded one of the unsuccessful assaults The assembly was beaten at 7 A. M. by an old nigger, performing on a cracked drum, and its sound was hailed by the soldiers with loud yells. General Gist, his Staff, and I, breakfasted with Mr. Robinson, whose house is charming, and beautifully furnished, and had not been visited by the Yankees. We had a crazy old planter, named , with us, who insisted upon accompanying the column, mounted on a miserable animal which had been left him by
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Border war, as seen and experienced by the inhabitants of Chambersburgh, Pa. (search)
is borne on the breeze, (We often before had rumors like these,) That Lee is moving, intent on invasion. But we heeded it not until it was clear That Jenkins had come unpleasantly near, And Lee himself would surely be here Before his head had many more days on. Then away the “prominent citizens” hurried, Excited, frightened, flustered, flurried, In wagons, carriages, sulkies, carts, On horseback, “on foot,” by all manner of arts And devices; And all kinds of people — Smith, Jones, Roberts, Robinson, Brown, and Bones, And the Rices. While away in advance of the headlong race, Was a carriage that looked like R----n's, Which seemed “like he gwine to leab de place,” Through fear of the mighty Jenkins. ‘Mid shriek, and yell, and cry, and shout, And peals of wicked laughter, On, hurried on, the rabble rout, With Milroy's wagons after. Pell-mell, Helter-skelter, Hurry-skurry, Toss and tumble, Roll and rumble, And dust to make us blind, most; Thus Milroy's trains Came over plains, An
Loyal Disciples. The Disciples, Campbellites, of Ohio, had been holding a tent meeting at Bedford, in Cuyahoga County. On the morning of the eighth of September, just before commencing religious exercises, Dr. Robinson arose and offered the following resolution: Resolved, That in the present condition of our country it becomes us as a people professing Christianity, to remember our Government before God in our prayers, to give of our substance in support of the same most freely, and our lives in every emergency, when called upon by the powers that be, which powers are ordained of God; remembering that our duty to our God and to ourselves requires this at our hands.
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