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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 10. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Winchester and Fisher's Hill — letter from General Early to General Lee. (search)
battle for eight miles, occasionally halting to check the enemy. This continued until nearly sundown, when I got a position, at which I checked the enemy's further progress for that day, and then moved under cover of night towards Port Republic, to unite with Kershaw. After doing this I drove a division of cavalry from my front at Port Republic, and then moved to Waynesboroa, where two divisions under Torbert were destroying the bridge, and drove them away; and after remaining there one day I moved to the vicinity of Mount Crawford, where I awaited the arrival of Rosser's brigade to take the offensive, but before it arrived the enemy was discovered to be falling back. On the morning of the 6th I immediately commenced following the enemy, and arrived here on the 7th, and have been waiting to ascertain whether Sheridan intends crossing the Blue Ridge before moving further. Respectfully, J. A. Early, Lieutenant-General. Official: Samuel W. Melton, Lieutenant-Colonel and A. A. G.
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 10. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Sparks from the camp fires. (search)
Sparks from the camp fires. what did them guns cost. --Among the Confederate war reminiscences, none are more pleasant than the story of Jim. Jim was attached to Rosser's cavalry, in Stuart's command. He was noted for his strong antipathy for shot and shell, and a peculiar way he had for avoiding too close a communion with the same, but at last all his pains failed to keep him out of the row, and he, with his comrades under a lieutenant, was detailed to support a battery that composed a portion of the rear guard. The enemy kept pressing so close in fact as to endanger the retreating forces, and the troops covering the retreat had orders to keep the enemy in check, for a given period at all hazards, and the order was obeyed to the letter, though under a galling fire. Our friend Jim grew desperate. He stuck behind trees that appeared to his excited vision no larger than ramrods. He tried lying down. In fact, he placed himself in every position his genius could invent, but th