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Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 6: from Manassas to Leesburg. (search)
about as soon as the bags were finished, filled, and packed for transport. At last the time for our departure actually came, and a sad leave-taking it was, for some of these dear people had treated us as no strangers were ever treated before; and besides, we all felt not only the pain of parting but also something akin to the disgrace of desertion. With D. H. Hill, worship of Stonewall Jackson held a place next after and close alongside his religion. He had the greatest admiration for Jackson's genius and the greatest confidence in his future. He honored me with frequent and sometimes very extended interviews; and as there was nothing else he so much delighted to talk about or I to hear, I absorbed much that prepared me for his brother-in-law's marvelous career. Even at that early day, Hill predicted that if the war should last six years and Jackson live so long, he would be in supreme command. It is fair to add that the pure white star of Robert Lee had not yet fairly app
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 8: Seven Pines and the Seven Days battles (search)
was, had a little under or a little over eighty thousand (80,000) men present for duty when the fight opened, including Jackson's forces. Moreover, our inferiority in artillery, both as to number and character of guns, and as to ammunition also, wd supporting column marching out by the Mechanicsville pike as soon as the first had cleared that road. We explained Jackson's part in the plan, entering the fight the next day, on the left of the troops from Richmond and further in rear of McClame that now shrank away with horror might rest to-night as ghastly as he. All of us had been longing for a sight of Jackson. It is impossible to exaggerate or even to convey an adequate idea of the excitement and furor concerning him about thiupon the greeting. They stood facing each other, some thirty feet from where I lay, Lee's left side and back toward me, Jackson's right and front. Jackson began talking in a jerky, impetuous way, meanwhile drawing a diagram on the ground with the
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 10: Second Manassas-Sharpsburg — Fredericksburg (search)
opped my pen and hung eagerly on his words. I knew he had been on Jackson's staff and hoped he would tell, as he did, how he came to leave is began to talk of the campaign against Pope, which he regarded as Jackson's masterpiece, and as he had been closely with Jackson through it e was the actual truth. In short, it must be admitted that all of Jackson's dealings with Pope, about this time, were disingenuous in the exlling at his side. The whole line thus gallantly led, rushed upon Jackson's men with the enthusiasm of assured victory. A hundred yards nearer and the full fire from Jackson's line burst upon them, but from the inclination of the musket barrels it looked as if the gallant fellinto the earth as he went down, only ten yards from the muzzles of Jackson's muskets. The spell that held them together was broken, the advae crest and foam of the actual charge, the Texas brigade was in on Jackson's right and Old Pete and Old Jack together swept them in the count
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 11: religious life of Lee's Army (search)
us interest among Barksdale's men began about the time of, or soon after, the battle of Fredericksburg, which was about the middle of December, 1862, and continued with unabated fervor up to and through the battle of Chancellorsville and even to Gettysburg. In addition to the labors of the regimental chaplains, the ablest and most distinguished ministers in Virginia, of all denominations, delighted to come up and speak to the men. My father, who was nearly seventy years old, came over from Jackson's corps late in February and remained for many weeks. The fraternal spirit of the Christian workers is thus portrayed in a letter by Rev. William J. Hoge, D. D., of the Presbyterian Church, written from Fredericksburg in the spring of 1863. Says Dr. Hoge: A rich blessing had been poured upon the zealous labors of the Rev. Mr. Owen, Methodist chaplain in Barksdale's Brigade. The Rev. Dr. Burrows, of the Baptist church, Richmond, had just arrived, expecting to labor with him for some d
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 12: between Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville (search)
ote, and particularly the last clause, to be strongly illustrative of the directness and concentration which rendered her husband oblivious of everything but the one idea at any one time having possession of him. A few days later, but after Jackson's death, my father gave me what I may term the obverse, or face side, of this incident. He was at Jackson's headquarters when the General, as it were in a tone of inquiry, said: Doctor, I understand you have a son in the army? Yes, GJackson's headquarters when the General, as it were in a tone of inquiry, said: Doctor, I understand you have a son in the army? Yes, General, my father answered, I have three of them. One is like you, isn't he? No, sir; I don't know that either of them is specially like me. Then, somewhat impatiently: Well, your oldest son is named Robert, isn't he? Yes, Bob is my eldest son. From what I have heard of him, I think I should like to have him with me. Well, sir, I would be delighted to have him come. But it isn't for you to say, Doctor; he ought to be allowed to decide for himself. Besides, both of
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 13: Chancellorsville (search)
lorious head! God bless it, God bless it! In a short time the Light Division got under way again, resuming its swaying, swinging, panther-like step, others of Jackson's command following them. When the last of his troops had passed, we resumed our march and continued it until we finally reached the position assigned us, with Mot been able to rival it, nor has there been any near approximation to it in the other rebel armies. It is strange that I cannot recall when I first heard of Jackson's being wounded, nor even of the overwhelming calamity of his death. There is an impression on my mind that I saw his body lying in state in the Capitol at Richmirections to report at Richmond for orders. This seemed to settle the question. Evidently I could not wait for the chance of the reopening of the appointment on Jackson's staff, or for the captaincy in artillery of which General McLaws had spoken, either of which I should have greatly preferred to the engineer appointment. I had
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 16: Gettysburg (search)
uipment was not perfect, though better, I think, than I remember to have seen it at any other time, while the physical condition and the spirit of the men could not have been finer. The way in which the army took the death of Jackson was a striking test of its high mettle. I do not recall having talked with a man who seemed to be depressed by it, while the common soldiers spoke of it in wondrous fashion. They seemed to have imbibed, to a great extent, the spirit of Lee's order announcing Jackson's death. They said they felt that his spirit was with us and would be throughout the campaign. It seemed to be their idea that God would let his warrior soul leave for a time the tamer bliss of Heaven that it might revel once more in the fierce joy of battle. The Third Corps, A. P. Hill's, the last to leave the line of the Rappahannock, was the first to become engaged in the great fight. On the 29th of June, Hill, who was at Fayetteville, between Chambersbtrg and Gettysburg, under
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 25: Potpourri (search)
ense of duty to order the execution as a deserter of a man absent without leave under such circumstances, have confessed to me that they shuddered, as if accessories before the fact to murder. Some years ago, cowering under a great rock on the edge of the Aletsch glacier, in an Alpine thunder-storm, with Prof. (Sir John) Tyndall, Lady Tyndall, and my brotherin-law, Professor Newton, of Yale University, I related a story which was told me by Dr. Hunter McGuire and other eye-witnesses, of Jackson's agonized suffering, yet refusal to interfere with a death sentence imposed by a court-martial, under circumstances such as I have described. Lady Tyndall shuddered and averted her face; but her husband, perceiving that she did so, said with emphasis: My dear, awful as it was, Jackson was right; then, turning to me, he added, Mr. Stiles, God never made a greater or a righter human soul than Stonewall Jackson. No, sir, I do not believe it within the power-even of the Lord God Almig