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Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: Volume 2. 162 12 Browse Search
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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 23. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 85 7 Browse Search
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General James Longstreet, From Manassas to Appomattox 54 4 Browse Search
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War. 52 2 Browse Search
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ce reached a point midway between the two points, a company of cavalry made its appearance in front, and the officer commanding requested that the vehicle should draw out of the road to make way for the President. This was done at once, and soon his Excellency, President Davis, appeared, riding between Stuart and Beauregard — the latter wearing his dress uniform with a Zouave cap, the crown of which was an intensely dazzling circle of scarlet, burning in the sunshine. As soon as young J. E. B. Stuart, a little gentleman who used to call himself General Stuart, Jr., saw his father, he stretched out his arms and exclaimed, Papa, Papa! in a tone so enthusiastic that it attracted attention, and General Stuart said, This is my family, Mr. President, Whereupon Mr. Davis stopped, saluted the young lady, patted the boy upon the head, and endeavoured to attract his attention, in which he failed however, as the boy's mind was absorbed in the effort to climb before his father. The scene made
war commenced; lost no time in offering his services to the South, and received the appointment of First-Lieutenant in the Confederate States army. Proceeding to Harper's Ferry, when General Johnston was in command there, he was assigned to duty as drill-officer of artillery, and in the battle of Manassas commanded a battery, which he fought with that daring courage which afterwards rendered him so famous. He speedily attracted the attention of the higher Generals of the army, and General J. E. B. Stuart entrusted him with the organization of the battalion of Horse Artillery which he subsequently commanded in nearly every battle of the war upon Virginia soil. Here I knew him first. From the moment when he took command of that famous corps, a new system of artillery fighting seemed to be inaugurated. The rapidity, the rush, the impetus of the cavalry, were grafted on its more deliberate brother. Not once, but repeatedly, has the Horse Artillery of Pelham given chase at full sp
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., A glimpse of Colonel Jeb Stuart (search)
er, and she was in a fair way to be released, when all at once a terrible proof of her guilt was discovered. Among the papers taken from the young lady's trunk was found the following document. This was the damning record which left no further doubt of her guilt. I print the paper verbatim et literatim, suppressing only the full name of the lady: To all Whom it May Concern: Know Ye, That reposing special confidence in the patriotism, fidelity, and ability of Antonia J.--, I, James E. B. Stuart, by virtue of the power vested in me as Brigadier-General of the Provisional Army of the Confederate States of America, do hereby appoint and commission her my honorary Aide-de-Camp, to rank as such from this date. She will be obeyed, respected, and admired by all true lovers of a noble nature. Given under my hand and seal at the Headquarters Cavalry Brigade, at Camp Beverly, the 7th October, A. D. 1861, and the first year of our independence. J. E. B. Stuart. By the General:
and to the work in question the great cavalier Stuart addressed himself with the energy, dash, and vlosophic coolness. The cavalry, headed by General Stuart, pushed on, and we were now nearly at Cub incident. I was sitting on my horse near General Stuart, who had put in the skirmishers, and was neart might be wounded.) Bring him up, said Stuart coldly, with a lowering glance from the blue en me so intently! In another moment he was in Stuart's presence, and calmly, quietly, without the f emotion whatever, waited to be addressed. Stuart's words were curtest of the curt. Is this xpression, as they met the lowering glances of Stuart, was almost confiding. I could not suppress aver heard. Where were you born? continued Stuart, as coldly as before. In--, Virginia, sir. The coolness of the speaker was incredible. Stuart could only look at him for a moment in silencerivate in that battery yonder? Yes, sir. Stuart turned to an officer, and pointing to a tall p[9 more...]
John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., A young Virginian and his spurs. (search)
ummer's day --as when Earl Percy met the Douglas in the glades of Chevy Chase-and the combat was of unexampled fury. General Stuart, commanding all the cavalry of General Lee's army, had held a grand review some days before, in the extensive fields k, on the left flank-everywhere. The battle was thus fought, so to speak, from the centre outwards. What the eye saw as Stuart rapidly fell back from the river and concentrated his cavalry for the defense of Fleetwood Hill, between him and Brandy, received the charge upon the left and fell in front of his squadrons at the moment when the Federal forces broke; and how Stuart, on fire with the heat of battle, was everywhere the soul and guiding spirit of the desperate struggle. At four in ths, divided their blankets; and overcome with fatigue, he lay down and slept until daylight. Before sunrise he was at General Stuart's headquarters, and was relating his curious adventure, to the huge amusement of the laughing cavalier. He was witho
To Gettysburg and back again. Ho! For the Valley! This was the somewhat dramatic exclamation of Major-General J. E. B. Stuart, about the 24th of June, 1863, as he got into the saddle at the little village of Rector's Cross-Roads, between Middleburg and Upperville, and turned his horse's head westward toward the Blue Ridge mountains. If the worthy reader will return in memory to that epoch, and recall the route which the gay cavalier speedily directed his column over, the words above quoted will appear somewhat mysterious. The situation at the moment may be described in a very few words; for the full record, see the historian of the future. After the crushing defeat of Chancellorsville, General Hooker cut behind him the pontoons covered with pine boughs, to deaden the noise of his artillery wheels in crossing, and took up a strong position on the northern bank of the Rappahannock to repulse the expected onslaught of his great adversary, Lee. No such attack, however, was