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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 18. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Southern Historical Society Papers. (search)
e by a squad of negro prisoners. In the gray light of morning I went into the Crater, and there I saw the burying parties in this place still at work. This gloomy night's work had at least one humorous incident. Our worthy commander, Comrade Hugh R. Smith, then adjutant of the Twelfth, I am glad to know, lives to-day to vouch for the correctness of what I am about to narrate: Comrade Smith had selected for his night's rest a grassy spot near the men in the trench, all of whom, except thComrade Smith had selected for his night's rest a grassy spot near the men in the trench, all of whom, except those on guard or special duty, were fast asleep, and like them was wrapt in the arms of Morpheus. He had the advantage of his sleeping comrades, in that he had a soft and cool bed of grass upon which to rest; but he was in close vicinity to the pile of dead men then being buried. Things, however, were fairly evened up, when, some time during the small hours of the night, one of the negro prisoners, looking out for a corpse to bury, seized our gallant adjutant by the ankle and was hurrying him
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 18. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 3 (search)
ight at Sanger Hall with a banquet. At 9 o'clock Lee Camp and numerous invited guests, in all about three hundred and fifty, sat down to a splendid spread of choice viands. These were discussed with earnestness, and for about three-fourths of an hour knives and forks did good service. At the end of that time Commander Archer introduced Mayor Ellyson as toast-master, who announced that he had communications of regret for absence from W. A. Smoot, of R. E. Lee Camp, Alexandria, Va.; Hugh R. Smith, of A. P. Hill Camp, Petersburg; Captain Sol. Cutchins, of the Richmond Light Infantry Blues, and Captain C. Gray Bossieux, of the Grays. The day we celebrate. The first toast of the evening was, The Day We Celebrate. In the world's great calendar the advent of moral heroes is designated by white stones, the birth of mighty conquerors is writ in ruby red; let the 19th of January, 1807, be marked with an imperishable diamond to flash from different faces all the colors of the bow