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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 71 1 Browse Search
Elias Nason, McClellan's Own Story: the war for the union, the soldiers who fought it, the civilians who directed it, and his relations to them. 70 4 Browse Search
Benjamnin F. Butler, Butler's Book: Autobiography and Personal Reminiscences of Major-General Benjamin Butler 66 0 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 57 1 Browse Search
Fitzhugh Lee, General Lee 52 0 Browse Search
The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 10: The Armies and the Leaders. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 50 0 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: Volume 2. 48 0 Browse Search
William F. Fox, Lt. Col. U. S. V., Regimental Losses in the American Civil War, 1861-1865: A Treatise on the extent and nature of the mortuary losses in the Union regiments, with full and exhaustive statistics compiled from the official records on file in the state military bureaus and at Washington 44 2 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 5. (ed. Frank Moore) 44 4 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: September 30, 1861., [Electronic resource] 36 0 Browse Search
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Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 3: at Transylvania University. (search)
ways seemed to suggest to Mr. Bishop the question of the Catechism, Who made ye, Dauvid? to which Atchison always answered, Gaud, and Mr. Bishop invariably responded, Quite right, Dauvid; quite right. I left him in the college when I went to West Point, and afterward, when I met him in the United States Senate, in which he was one of the Senators from Missouri, my first greeting was, Who made ye, Dauvid? I loved him when we were boys, and he grew with growing years in all the graces of manhhis statement concerning him, though based primarily on my personal knowledge of Mr. Davis, is not unsupported by the testimony of others who were equally intimate with him. In November, 1823, Jefferson Davis was appointed to a cadetship at West Point Military Academy, New York, by President Monroe, and we drifted apart. Judge Peters, of Mount Sterling, Ky., was another classmate of Mr. Davis at Transylvania. When I was with him, wrote the Judge, as soon as he heard of Mr. Davis's d
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 10: Fort Crawford, 1832-33. (search)
rents. There were no schools, for there were not enough white children to support a school. The sister of General A. C. Dodge rode on horseback four hundred miles to Lexington, Ky., to reach a school. When he was first elected delegate to Congress from Iowa, he received forty votes at the Fort Snelling settlement, where St. Paul and Minneapolis now stand. In 1840 that region paid one hundred and twenty dollars taxes to the Clayton County tax-gatherer! Now when demagogues rail at West-Point education, shoulder-strap aristocracy, would-be satraps, toy soldiers, with all the other choice epithets such critics have always in store, it would seem that in looking over the teeming, smiling West, while the whole United States feels the force of the golden stream pouring in from it, Aesop's fable of the quarrel among the members of the body might be suggested. The art of defence is learned in weariness, watchings, and self-denial. Had the art been new to these daring young men, who
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 22: the secret service fund--charges against Webster, 1845-46. (search)
y plainly furnished, and had no curtains to the drawing-room windows, but certain riotously healthy rose geraniums that grew in boxes were interlaced across the window panes and made a flickering green and gray light, and exhaled a delicate odor. This perfume now brings back a ray of the old joy that used to pervade us all when the family were bidden to supper there. On these occasions Mr. Davis and Professor Bache, General Emory and Mr. Walker, jested like boys, told stories of their West-Point life, or of canvasses for office in Mississippi. I had known Mr. Walker since my infancy, and his wife was my mother's dear and intimate friend before my birth, and sometimes we went into a regular romp with him, in which he joined with boyish zest. Mrs. Dallas Bache was a petite and eccentric childless woman, with a great deal of character and much common-sense, and she had not a little epigrammatic wit. Like Mrs. Gladstone, she had given up her life to her husband and was part of all