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Cobb (Ga.) (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
s never any more with us, and it became a standing joke with the field officers of other regiments to ask me, most emphatically: Where is——? Answer: Gone to h—l or Mosby. The whirl of events. After crossing the Potomac, it was a continual whirl of events. At Crampton's Gap supporting the Manly artillery, of North Carolina, and they did some good shooting at the enemy coming through Middletown. We could not get at them. Lower down the mountain we saw the lofty and lovely fight that Cobb's men put up. About night we were outflanked and nearly surrounded. A night's march somewhere, to Harper's Ferry, I believe; then a march to Monocacy Bridge; arrived a few hours after the fight; through Frederick City; a hard day's march; at 9 P. M. we bivouac in a wheat field. I remember the heavy dew and how wet we were. At daybreak on the march again. About 1 A. M. we unsling knapsacks, pile them in a field, and leave guard with them; every man fills up his canteen; forward, march, dou<
North Carolina (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
s brought to me one morning with this written on a dirty piece of paper: Major, take your d—n old rifle and go to h—l; I am going to Mosby. Which I suppose he did, for he was never any more with us, and it became a standing joke with the field officers of other regiments to ask me, most emphatically: Where is——? Answer: Gone to h—l or Mosby. The whirl of events. After crossing the Potomac, it was a continual whirl of events. At Crampton's Gap supporting the Manly artillery, of North Carolina, and they did some good shooting at the enemy coming through Middletown. We could not get at them. Lower down the mountain we saw the lofty and lovely fight that Cobb's men put up. About night we were outflanked and nearly surrounded. A night's march somewhere, to Harper's Ferry, I believe; then a march to Monocacy Bridge; arrived a few hours after the fight; through Frederick City; a hard day's march; at 9 P. M. we bivouac in a wheat field. I remember the heavy dew and how wet we
Malvern Hill (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
and the march through Virginia at that beautiful time of the year was a treat to the men who had for months been cooped up in trenches. I have heard it said that there was much straggling in the army on that march and that General Lee's army numbered more within two days after the battle of Sharpsburg than it did the morning of the battle. I do not recall that it was so with the Fifteenth Virginia Infantry, which I commanded as senior captain, after the loss of two field officers at Malvern Hill, one of them was the gallant Major John Stewart Walker, who was killed, and our gallant Colonel Thomas P. August, wounded. I know it was a continuous march, day after day, but I do not remember that any of them were forced until two or three days before Sharpsburg. We reached the battlefield of second Manassas two days after the fight and marched by heaps of dead, especially red breeched Zouaves. Tommy Lipscomb and his kettle drum. I do not know whether we were expected to be on
Sharpsburg (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
y after day, but I do not remember that any of them were forced until two or three days before Sharpsburg. We reached the battlefield of second Manassas two days after the fight and marched by heaps -quick. The road wound around the base of a hill. We clear the base of the hill. Behold Sharpsburg. Behold Sharpsburg, now the historical, as the Federals put it, the Antietam battlefield. Sharpsburg, now the historical, as the Federals put it, the Antietam battlefield. Up to that moment I do not believe we knew the battle was on in our immediate front. The field that we fought over was enclosed by a chestnut rail fence, and near its corner a gate, and near the gateeral contributions made to the gallant Parker Battery, which distinguished itself in the great Sharpsburg fight. The intrepid first commander of the heroic battery, Major W. W. Parker, before Captainields it fought on were enriched with the brave young blood of its heroes. The Boy Battery at Sharpsburg and the Lexington cadets at New Market should stand as prominent in the annals of our Civil Wa
Boy (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
ttery, Major W. W. Parker, before Captain J. Thompson Brown became the captain, had been an officer in the Fifteenth Virginia; also, Privates Thomas L. Alfriend, Robert Bidgood, and perhaps others I cannot recall just now. The Boy Battery first won fame under the knightly and valiant Parker. It sustained its reputation under Captain Brown, and became one of the famous batteries of the Confederate army. The many fields it fought on were enriched with the brave young blood of its heroes. The Boy Battery at Sharpsburg and the Lexington cadets at New Market should stand as prominent in the annals of our Civil War as did the twin heroes, Castor and Pollux, in the enchanting realm of Roman mythology. Old Virginia is proud of her artillery record, and even now in these piping times of peace and patriotic devotion to our common country she is ever mindful, and lovingly recalls the fact of furnishing fifty-three (53) famous batteries, not including heavy artillery, in that grand old army t
Harper's Ferry (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.21
ar memories. For instance, I remember after the seven days fight around Richmond, from out of the great quantity of stores we captured and marched over, I had in my haversack a handful of coffee and four inches of spermaceti candle, and at Harper's Ferry just outside of which we were on the morning after the surrender, and after 11,000 or more prisoners marched by us we went into town, out of which I brought only four horses, which I never had an opportunity to use; and does a certain captainhooting at the enemy coming through Middletown. We could not get at them. Lower down the mountain we saw the lofty and lovely fight that Cobb's men put up. About night we were outflanked and nearly surrounded. A night's march somewhere, to Harper's Ferry, I believe; then a march to Monocacy Bridge; arrived a few hours after the fight; through Frederick City; a hard day's march; at 9 P. M. we bivouac in a wheat field. I remember the heavy dew and how wet we were. At daybreak on the march aga
John Stewart Walker (search for this): chapter 1.21
time of the year was a treat to the men who had for months been cooped up in trenches. I have heard it said that there was much straggling in the army on that march and that General Lee's army numbered more within two days after the battle of Sharpsburg than it did the morning of the battle. I do not recall that it was so with the Fifteenth Virginia Infantry, which I commanded as senior captain, after the loss of two field officers at Malvern Hill, one of them was the gallant Major John Stewart Walker, who was killed, and our gallant Colonel Thomas P. August, wounded. I know it was a continuous march, day after day, but I do not remember that any of them were forced until two or three days before Sharpsburg. We reached the battlefield of second Manassas two days after the fight and marched by heaps of dead, especially red breeched Zouaves. Tommy Lipscomb and his kettle drum. I do not know whether we were expected to be on hand the day of the battle or not. I do not rec
J. Thompson Brown (search for this): chapter 1.21
proper to credit the old Fifteenth with several contributions made to the gallant Parker Battery, which distinguished itself in the great Sharpsburg fight. The intrepid first commander of the heroic battery, Major W. W. Parker, before Captain J. Thompson Brown became the captain, had been an officer in the Fifteenth Virginia; also, Privates Thomas L. Alfriend, Robert Bidgood, and perhaps others I cannot recall just now. The Boy Battery first won fame under the knightly and valiant Parker. It sustained its reputation under Captain Brown, and became one of the famous batteries of the Confederate army. The many fields it fought on were enriched with the brave young blood of its heroes. The Boy Battery at Sharpsburg and the Lexington cadets at New Market should stand as prominent in the annals of our Civil War as did the twin heroes, Castor and Pollux, in the enchanting realm of Roman mythology. Old Virginia is proud of her artillery record, and even now in these piping times of pe
Thomas L. Alfriend (search for this): chapter 1.21
A word about our artillery and the boy battery of Parker. Therefore, I crave pardon for another digression not entirely irrelevent. It may be proper to credit the old Fifteenth with several contributions made to the gallant Parker Battery, which distinguished itself in the great Sharpsburg fight. The intrepid first commander of the heroic battery, Major W. W. Parker, before Captain J. Thompson Brown became the captain, had been an officer in the Fifteenth Virginia; also, Privates Thomas L. Alfriend, Robert Bidgood, and perhaps others I cannot recall just now. The Boy Battery first won fame under the knightly and valiant Parker. It sustained its reputation under Captain Brown, and became one of the famous batteries of the Confederate army. The many fields it fought on were enriched with the brave young blood of its heroes. The Boy Battery at Sharpsburg and the Lexington cadets at New Market should stand as prominent in the annals of our Civil War as did the twin heroes, Ca
nd, Robert Bidgood, and perhaps others I cannot recall just now. The Boy Battery first won fame under the knightly and valiant Parker. It sustained its reputation under Captain Brown, and became one of the famous batteries of the Confederate army. The many fields it fought on were enriched with the brave young blood of its heroes. The Boy Battery at Sharpsburg and the Lexington cadets at New Market should stand as prominent in the annals of our Civil War as did the twin heroes, Castor and Pollux, in the enchanting realm of Roman mythology. Old Virginia is proud of her artillery record, and even now in these piping times of peace and patriotic devotion to our common country she is ever mindful, and lovingly recalls the fact of furnishing fifty-three (53) famous batteries, not including heavy artillery, in that grand old army that wore the gray. They were ever fearless batteries, that hurled shot and shell with unerring and deadly precision into the ranks of the enemy on many victor
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