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ight of the 6th at Sailor's Creek, the battalion Redeems itself, goes down with flying colors, and is complimented on the field by General Ewell, after he and all who are left of us are prisoners of war. Not many weeks later, on Sunday, the 2d of April, I stood almost all day on our works overhanging the river, listening to the fire about Petersburg, and noting its peculiar character and progression. I made up my mind what it meant, and had time and space out there alone with God and upon Hto select from their motley accumulations what was really necessary in the changed conditions ahead of us. The orders were, in general, that the men of the fleet and of the James River defenses should leave the river about midnight of the 2d of April, exploding magazines and ironclads, and join the Army of Northern Virginia in its retreat. Orders such as these were enough to try the mettle even of the best troops, in the highest condition, but for my poor little battalion they were overwh
e belongs to the Stonewall Brigade, sir. I felt, rather than thought it-but, had I really found her heart? We would see. When did he join it? A little deeper flush, a little stronger emphasis of pride. He joined it in the spring of 1861, sir. The Stonewall Brigade was, of course, not so named until after the first battle of Manassas, and it did not exist an an organization after May, 1864; but men who had at any time belonged to one of the regiments that composed it ever afterr head inclined and her eyelids drooped a little now, and there was something in her face that was not pain and was not fight. So I let myself out a little, and turning to the men, said: Men, if her husband joined the Stonewall Brigade in 1861, and has been in the army ever since, I reckon he's a good soldier. I turned to look at her. It was all over. Her wifehood had conquered. She had not been addressed this time, yet she answered instantly, with head raised high, face flushing,
May, 1864 AD (search for this): chapter 23
trace of color in her face as she replied, with a slight tone of pride in her voice: He belongs to the Stonewall Brigade, sir. I felt, rather than thought it-but, had I really found her heart? We would see. When did he join it? A little deeper flush, a little stronger emphasis of pride. He joined it in the spring of 1861, sir. The Stonewall Brigade was, of course, not so named until after the first battle of Manassas, and it did not exist an an organization after May, 1864; but men who had at any time belonged to one of the regiments that composed it ever after claimed membership in the brigade. Among soldiers of the Army of Northern Virginia, and yet more among their families and friends, once of The Stonewall brigade, always of that immortal corps. Yes, I was sure of it now. Her eyes had gazed straight into mine; her head inclined and her eyelids drooped a little now, and there was something in her face that was not pain and was not fight. So I let
April 2nd, 1865 AD (search for this): chapter 23
Chapter 23: the retreat from Chaffin's Bluff to Sailor's Creek On the works, Sunday evening, April 2d, 1865, listening to the Receding fire at Petersburg evening service with the men interrupted by the order to Evacuate the lines explosions of the magazines. Of the land batteries and iron Clads a soldier's wife sends her husband word to desert, but Recalls the message marching, halting, marching, day after day, night after night lack of food, lack of rest, lack of sleep many drop by the Wayside, others lose self-control and fire into each other in the Bloody fight of the 6th at Sailor's Creek, the battalion Redeems itself, goes down with flying colors, and is complimented on the field by General Ewell, after he and all who are left of us are prisoners of war. Not many weeks later, on Sunday, the 2d of April, I stood almost all day on our works overhanging the river, listening to the fire about Petersburg, and noting its peculiar character and progression. I mad
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