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Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson, Chapter 18: Fredericksburg. (search)
ackson at least endeavored to set a wholesome example of the duty of adherence to the service. He had never had a day of furlough. When invited by a friend to allow himself a little respite for a visit at his hpuse, where he might meet his wife and the infant daughter which he had never seen, he replied expressing the delight which such a vacation would give him; but firmly declining the proposal. A characteristic letter to Mrs. Jackson may be introduced here, illustrating this matter. Christmas, 1862. I do earnestly pray for peace. Oh that our country was such a Christian, God-fearing people as it should be! Then might we very speedily look for peace. It appears to me, that it is better for me to remain with my command so long as the war continues, if our ever gracious Heavenly Father permits. The army suffers immensely by absentees. If all our troops, officers and men, were at their posts, we might, through God's blessing, expect a more speedy termination of the war.
e hearts of her family never to be filled. December 26th, 1864. The sad Christmas has passed away. J. and C. were with us, and very cheerful. We exerted ourselves to be so too. The Church services in the morning were sweet and comforting. St. Paul's was dressed most elaborately and beautifully with evergreens; all looked as usual; but there is much sadness on account of the failure of the South to keep Sherman back. When we got home our family circle was small, but pleasant. The Christmas turkey and ham were not. We had aspired to a turkey, but finding the prices range from $50 to $100 in the market on Saturday, we contented ourselves with roast-beef and the various little dishes which Confederate times have made us believe are tolerable substitutes for the viands of better days. At night I treated our little party to tea and ginger cakestwo very rare indulgences; and but for the sorghum, grown in our own fields, the cakes would be an impossible indulgence. Nothing but t
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), Doc. 91.-General Sherman's expedition. (search)
thousand troops at the outside in Vicksburgh; and that, although there were rifle-pits and breastworks in the rear of the city, there were no soldiers posted there or batteries erected. To take the city was thought to be an easy job. All of Christmas day the fleet lay at Milliken's Bend, with the troops on the transports, in a state of total inactivity. Nobody knew what it meant, and every body was suffering from listlessness and ennui. A few ineffectual attempts were made to get up Christmas festivities; but the usual staples were non est, and the day dragged its slow length along as dismally as can be imagined. At length, as evening approached, an order was received from Gen. Sherman to prepare to move up the Yazoo early the next morning. Immediately all was life and activity. Long faces disappeared, and the joyful anticipation of at length commencing operations on the enemy was manifested in every countenance. At daylight next morning all was ready, and the fleet sta
mmanding south of the Altamaha: The Abolitionists have abandoned St. Simons. Gunboats all have left for Charleston, which they expect to attack by land. So says an intelligent negro who has escaped. N. W. Mercer, Brig.-Genl. Comdg. Richmond, Dec. 25th, 1862. Genl. Beauregard: I hear again from L. Heylinger as follows: The British ships-of-war Mel- pomene, Cadmus, and Petrel have been sent to Charleston, to watch proceedings. I learn again the attack is to be made on Charleston, in Christmas week. Jas. A. Seddon, Secty. of War. Charleston, S. C., Dec. 28th, 1862. Brig.-Genl. W. H. C. Whiting, Wilmington, N. C.: War Department informs me Charleston will be attacked this week; must therefore recall my troops. After departure of 46th Georgia sent regiment of troops from Savannah; then a Carolina regiment, and so on. Select between 42-pounder and 10-inch columbiad from Richmond, and send other gun here. Answer. G. T. Beauregard. Appendix to chapter XXIX. Headqua
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Harvard Memorial Biographies, 1860. (search)
c,—it must have been horrible! I thought how we should feel if father had been in her. Do you understand why some people have so much to suffer during their lives, and others are always happy? I mean the relatives, more than the people themselves who were lost. It must be dreadful to be expecting your friends and instead of them, to get news that they are dead! What a moment it must have been for those on board just before the vessel went down! Previous to a visit to Paris, to pass Christmas, he writes:— Will you please take particular notice in the streets, and see if chaps (I can't say young men, and boys won't do at all) of my age wear hats or caps? If hats are the fashion, I shall come with a leather hat-box like father's! After going to a fancy ball in female attire, he writes, February, 1855:— It's really true that everybody at the ball thought I was a lady until I spoke in my own voice; then it was very funny to see their astonishment. I was introduce<
Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), chapter 11 (search)
s much I hope, in life or death, to be no more separated from Angelino. Last winter, I made the most vehement efforts at least to redeem the time, hoping thus good for the future. But, of at least two volumes written at that time, no line seems of any worth. I had suffered much constraint,— much that was uncongenial, harassing, even torturing, before; but this kind of pain found me unprepared;— the position of a mother separated from her only child is too frightfully unnatural. The Christmas holidays interest me now, through my child, as they never did for myself. I like to go out to watch the young generation who will be his contemporaries. On Monday, we went to the Cascine. After we had taken the drive, we sat down on a stone seat in the sunny walk, to see the people pass;—the Grand Duke and his children; the elegant Austrian officers, who will be driven out of Italy when Angelino is a man; Princess Demidoff; Harry Lorrequer; an absurd brood of fops; many lovely children; <
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 19. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), General Joseph E. Johnston. (search)
g. Once more an act of noble grace! These are the acts which write their bright light on the human sky. When the particular crisis had passed, Johnston's own debility was such that he could not assume command, and the order was indefinitely postponed. He had reported for duty all too soon, and too severely taxed the adamant which knew so little how to yield. It was not until the 12th of March that he was able to resume his duties in the field. Johnston had inspected Vicksburg during Christmas week, and even so early had decided, as he shortly afterwards stated to General Maury, that it was a mistake to keep in an intrenched camp so large an army, whose true place was in the field; that a heavy work should be constructed to command the river just above Vicksburg, at the turn, with a year's supply for a good garrison of three thousand men. Until April 14th Pemberton's telegrams indicated an effort against Bragg, in whose vicinity Johnston was, and not against Vicksburg. On the 1
Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.deep snow in the mountains. Independence, Grayson Co., Va.,December 31, 1860. The Christmas holidays have passed without anything occurring to break the monotony of our winter existence in the mountains. In spite of the crisis through which it seems that our country is passing, several new houses will soon be finished in our town, and six hundred dollars are to be expended for the improvement of our principal streets. This looks like enterprise. We have just had a great snow. It now lies eighteen inches deep on the frozen earth. The mountains at present a fine appearance. Orange.
Winter. --The first month of winter is more than half gone, and we are jogging on pretty rapidly towards Christmas; yet we have thus far but little real wintry weather, and the ice question is beginning to be seriously discussed. Whether the war continues or not, we want to be independent of the North in this respect, and as we shall probably have a hard freeze ere long, we hope every man who has the means of doing so, will pack away a supply of ice. It will "pay," depend upon it.
as inherited the reverence of it from our Cavaller ancestry. It is a day which has brought joy to the mansion and the cottage, the master and the servant, and has never been dimmed by a cloud till the present unholy war. Alas! how many of our Christmas greens has the war blighted; how many a chair stands vacant now around once happy fire sides; how many a di of death halls the birthday of the Prince of Pence! But Hope, the hope of the Christian, can strike its roots even into the grave, and he birthday of the Prince of Pence! But Hope, the hope of the Christian, can strike its roots even into the grave, and put forth the blossoms of Immortality in the very gateway, through which Death has strode a conqueror. Let us have faith in God and in our cause and country. May the next Christmas smile upon a land from which the deluge of war has subsided, and the Dove of Peace return from the dreary waste to bring many a green leaf of beauty to our altars, and consolation to our hearts!
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