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Washington (United States) (search for this): chapter 2.23
ed by General Hooker, that in the spring of 1863 the planks on Chain Bridge were taken up every night to keep me out of Washington. At that time I could not muster over twenty men. A small force moving with celerity and threatening many points on a annihilated. But within less than a week I pul led myself together again, crossed the Potomac about twelve miles above Washington, and captured the cavalry camp near Seneca. I recur now to the time when I first arrived in the country which becames he was. In the month of February, 1863, Brigadier-General E. H. Stoughton was in command of the troops in front of Washington, with his headquarters at Fairfax Court House. There was a considerable body also at Centreville, and a cavalry brigadlse; so I sent Ames, with a detachment, after him. But for once fortune had been propitious to him. He had gone down to Washington that evening. Ames got two of his staff and his uniform, and brought them to me. One of these officers was Captain Bar
Groveton (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 2.23
heights, and there was no time to be lost. I acted on the maxim of plucking the flower safety from the nettle danger, and plunging into the brimming stream swam over. The rest followed, Stoughton being next to me. The first thing he said as he shivered with cold was, This is the first rough treatment I have received. I knew that no cavalry would ever swim after me. Leaving Hunter to come on with my men and prisoners, I galloped on ahead with George Slater and once more got on the pike at Groveton. This was the very spot where, the year before, Fitz John Porter had made his disastrous assault on Jackson. From this hill I had a view of the pike seven miles back to Centreville. No enemy was in pursuit. I was safe. Just then Hunter appeared and the sun rose. It seemed to me that it never shone with such splendor before. I turned over my prisoners to Stuart at Culpeper Court House. He was as much delighted by what I had done as I was, and published a general order announcing it t
Ixion (search for this): chapter 2.23
r their own men. By an accident one-half of my command got separated in the dark from the other, and it was nearly an hour before I could find them. We passed along close by the camp-fires, but the sentinels took us for a scouting party of their cavalry. I had felt very cold in the early part of the night, but my blood grew warmer as I got farther in the lines, and the chill passed away. I had no reputation to lose by failure but much to gain by success. I remembered, too, the motto that Ixion in heaven wrote in Minerva's album--Adventures are to the adventurous. We struck the road leading from Fairfax Court House to the railroad station and then went on to the village. There were a few guards about, but they did not suspect us until they saw a pistol pointed at them. Of course they surrendered. Some refused to believe we were Confederates after we told them who we were. A few sentinels hailed us with the formula, Who comes there? and were answered, 5th New York Cavalry. It
George Slater (search for this): chapter 2.23
within easy cannon-shot of the guns on the heights, and there was no time to be lost. I acted on the maxim of plucking the flower safety from the nettle danger, and plunging into the brimming stream swam over. The rest followed, Stoughton being next to me. The first thing he said as he shivered with cold was, This is the first rough treatment I have received. I knew that no cavalry would ever swim after me. Leaving Hunter to come on with my men and prisoners, I galloped on ahead with George Slater and once more got on the pike at Groveton. This was the very spot where, the year before, Fitz John Porter had made his disastrous assault on Jackson. From this hill I had a view of the pike seven miles back to Centreville. No enemy was in pursuit. I was safe. Just then Hunter appeared and the sun rose. It seemed to me that it never shone with such splendor before. I turned over my prisoners to Stuart at Culpeper Court House. He was as much delighted by what I had done as I was,
Charles Ashby (search for this): chapter 2.23
m. Stoughton was a West Point officer, and had served with distinction under McClellan on the Peninsula. Wyndham was an Englishman serving as Colonel of the 1st New Jersey Cavalry. The year before he had started up the Shenandoah Valley to bag Ashby, but the performance did not come up to the manifesto; in their first encounter Ashby bagged him. He was now given a chance to redeem his reputation. My attacks on his lines had been incessant and very annoying. He struck blindly around like thAshby bagged him. He was now given a chance to redeem his reputation. My attacks on his lines had been incessant and very annoying. He struck blindly around like the Cyclops in his cave, but nobody was hurt. The methodical tactics he had learned in European wars were of no more use to him than a suit of armor of the Middle Ages. My men would dart down on his outposts like a hawk on its prey; but when Wyndham came up in solid column the partisans had gone. In his vexation he sent me word that I was a horse-thief; to which I replied that all the horses I had stolen had had riders, and the riders had had sabers and pistols. While operating against the
J. E. B. Stuart (search for this): chapter 2.23
mmanded by Colonel J. E. B. Stuart. We joined Stuart at Bunker Hill, a small village on the pike leurg, where Patterson with his army was lying. Stuart was watching Patterson. In a few days Pattersas so much frightened at any time after that. Stuart sent one company of cavalry down toward Charle took part in that battle. I served also with Stuart on the Peninsula and in the Antietam campaign. want to rust away my life in camp, so I asked Stuart to give me a detail of men to go over to Loudothe winter months. Always full of enterprise, Stuart readily assented, and I started off on my careindependent command, but expected to return to Stuart when the campaign opened in the spring. I waston when he crossed the Rappahannock to engage Stuart in the great cavalry combat of June 9th. Atimed the indignant general. My name is Mosby; Stuart's cavalry are in possession of this place, andplendor before. I turned over my prisoners to Stuart at Culpeper Court House. He was as much delig
James E. B. Stuart (search for this): chapter 2.23
A bit of partisan service. by John S. Mosby, Colonel, C. S. A. Before the first battle of Bull Run I had enlisted as a private in a company of Confederate cavalry of which William E. Jones, a West Point officer, was the captain, and that had been assigned to the 1st Virginia regiment of cavalry, commanded by Colonel J. E. B. Stuart. We joined Stuart at Bunker Hill, a small village on the pike leading from Winchester, where General Johnston had his headquarters, to Martinsburg, where Patterson with his army was lying. Stuart was watching Patterson. In a few days Patterson advanced and took possession of our camp, and our regiment retired toward Winchester. Here I took my first lessons in war. Patterson had no cavalry except a battalion of regulars, and we had no artillery; so he contented himself with throwing an occasional shell at us, and we got out of the way of them as fast as we could. One day we were lying down in a large open field holding our horses when a battery sud
Adelbert Ames (search for this): chapter 2.23
n unexpected source. One day a deserter, named Ames, wearing the stripes of a sergeant, came to me e was killed in October, :1864. I questioned Ames closely about the location of the camps and outt at a certain school-house, and I started with Ames one afternoon to attack it. A deep snow was on back so soon. To satisfy my men I did not let Ames carry any arms, for they all were certain that he men escaped in the darkness. In the charge, Ames rode by my side. We. got off safe with our booback to camp with a lot of broken down horses. Ames, like the saints, had been tried by fire; he wated from Aldie with 29 men on this expedition. Ames was the only one who knew its object. It was ps to catch Wyndham than any one else; so I sent Ames, with a detachment, after him. But for once for. He had gone down to Washington that evening. Ames got two of his staff and his uniform, and brougrker, of the 5th New York Cavalry, who had been Ames's captain. Ames brought him to me as a trophy,[1 more...]
William E. Jones (search for this): chapter 2.23
A bit of partisan service. by John S. Mosby, Colonel, C. S. A. Before the first battle of Bull Run I had enlisted as a private in a company of Confederate cavalry of which William E. Jones, a West Point officer, was the captain, and that had been assigned to the 1st Virginia regiment of cavalry, commanded by Colonel J. E. B. Stuart. We joined Stuart at Bunker Hill, a small village on the pike leading from Winchester, where General Johnston had his headquarters, to Martinsburg, where Patter we got out of the way of them as fast as we could. One day we were lying down in a large open field holding our horses when a battery suddenly appeared upon a hill about a mile off and opened on us. I saw a shell burst within a few yards of Captain Jones, who coolly ordered us to mount and fall into line. I do not think I was so much frightened at any time after that. Stuart sent one company of cavalry down toward Charlestown to observe Patterson, and with the remainder of his regiment star
Joe Nelson (search for this): chapter 2.23
alarm and had slipped out through the back way into the garden in his night-clothes. His wife met my men like a lioness at the door. I was greatly disappointed in not getting Wyndham. The capture of his staff-officers and fine horses was not an equivalent for the loss of the chief. The other details did their work rapidly, and soon collected at our rendezvous in the court-yard a large number of prisoners and fine steeds. The prisoners seemed to be utterly dumfounded. About this time Joe Nelson rode up to me with a prisoner who said he belonged to the guard at General Stoughton's headquarters, and with a party of five or six I immediately went there. We dismounted, and with a loud rap on the front door awoke the inmates. An upper window was raised and some one called out, Who is there? The answer was, We have a dispatch for General Stoughton. An officer (Lieutenant Prentiss) came to the front door to get it. I caught hold of his shirt and whispered my name in his ear, and tol
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