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Fortress Monroe (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
Yorktown and Williamsburg. Recollections of a private.--Iii. Warren Lee Goss. Wagon train. It was with open-eyed wonder that, as part of McClellan's army, we arrived at Old Point Comfort and gazed upon Fort Monroe, huge and frowning. Negroes were everywhere, and went about their work with an air of importance born of their new-found freedom. These were the contrabands for whom General Butler had recently invented that sobriquet. We pitched our tents amid the charred and blackenethe corner of the church a big hole showed that some one with a greater desire for possessing curiosities than reverence for ancient landmarks had been digging for the corner-stone and its buried mementos. Along the shore which looks toward Fort Monroe were landed artillery, baggage-wagons, pontoon trains and boats, and the level land back of this was crowded with the tents of the soldiers. Here and there were groups frying hard-tack and bacon. Near at hand was the irrepressible army mule,
Pamunkey (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
ed. We were tired, wet, and exhausted when supports came up, and we were allowed to fall back from under the enemy's fire, but still in easy reach of the battle. I asked one of my comrades how he felt, and his reply was characteristic of the prevailing sentiment: I should feel like a hero if I wasn't so blank wet. The bullets had cut queer antics among our men. A private, who had a canteen of whisky when he went into the engagement, on Camp of the Union Army near White House on the Pamunkey River, McClellan's base of operations against Richmond. From photographs. endeavoring to take a drink found the canteen quite empty, a bullet having tapped it for him. Another had a part of his thumb-nail taken off. Another had a bullet pass into the toe of his boot, down between two toes, and out along the sole of his foot, without much injury. Another had a scalp-wound from a bullet, which took off a strip of hair about three inches in length from the top of his head. Two of my regiment w
York (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
ft by the enemy's works at Lee's mills [see p. 188]. We pitched our camp on Wormley Creek, near the Moore house, on the York River, in sight of the enemy's Vater-battery and their defensive works at Gloucester Point. One of the impediments to an immed about a mile from the enemy's fortifications, extending along the entire front of their works, which reached from the York River on the left to Warwick Creek on the right, along a line about four miles in length. Fourteen batteries and three redoubts were planted, heavily armed with ordnance. We were near Battery No. 1, not far from the York River. On it were mounted several 200-pounder guns, which commanded the enemy's water-batteries. One day I was in a redoubt on the left, and saw Gened, while McClellan quietly knocked the ashes from his cigar. Several of our war-vessels made their appearance in the York River, and occasionally threw a shot at the enemy's works; but most of them were kept busy at Hampton Roads, watching for the
Gloucester Point (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
tes. Get that team out of the mud! On the afternoon of April 5th, 1862, the advance of our column was brought Skirmish at Lee's Mills before Yorktown, April 16, 1862. [see map, P. 188.] from a sketch made at the time. to a standstill, with the right in front of Yorktown, and the left by the enemy's works at Lee's mills [see p. 188]. We pitched our camp on Wormley Creek, near the Moore house, on the York River, in sight of the enemy's Vater-battery and their defensive works at Gloucester Point. One of the impediments to an immediate attack on Yorktown was the difficulty of using light artillery in the muddy fields in our front, and at that time the topography of the country ahead was but little understood, and had to be learned by reconnoissance in force. We had settled down to the siege of Yorktown; began bridging the streams between us and the enemy, constructing and improving the roads for the rapid transit of supplies, and for the advance. The first parallel was opened
Yorktown (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
Yorktown and Williamsburg. Recollections of a private.--Iii. Warren Lee Goss. Wagon train.whose destinies they presided. On our way to Yorktown our pontoon and baggage trains were sometimeswas brought Skirmish at Lee's Mills before Yorktown, April 16, 1862. [see map, P. 188.] from a s. to a standstill, with the right in front of Yorktown, and the left by the enemy's works at Lee's m of the impediments to an immediate attack on Yorktown was the difficulty of using light artillery in force. We had settled down to the siege of Yorktown; began bridging the streams between us and thdoned the works Union mortar-battery before Yorktown. From a photograph. at Yorktown, the commander) at the junction of two roads running from Yorktown to Williamsburg, and small redoubts on each sew York regiment in camp at ship point, below Yorktown. [see map, P. 188.] from a War-time sketch. to his support. These divisions marched from Yorktown on parallel roads until Smith's column was ha[1 more...]
Port Republic (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
ut my hand on his shoulder, looked in his face, and started back. He was dead!--shot through the brain; and so suddenly had the end come that his rigid hand grasped his musket, and he still preserved the attitude of watchfulness, literally occupying his post after death. At another place we came upon one of our men who had evidently died from wounds. Near one of his hands was a Testament, and on his breast lay an ambrotype picture of a group of children and another of a young woman. The 6th of May was a beautiful morning, with birds singing among the thickets in which lay the dead. The next morning we marched through quaint, old-fashioned Williamsburg. The most substantial buildings of the town were those of William and Mary College, which were of brick. We kindled fires from that almost inexhaustible source of supply, the Virginia fences, cooked our coffee, sang, and smoked, thoughtless of the morrow. Union camp at Cumberland Landing below White House. [see map, P. 167.]
Hampton (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
n Lee Goss. Wagon train. It was with open-eyed wonder that, as part of McClellan's army, we arrived at Old Point Comfort and gazed upon Fort Monroe, huge and frowning. Negroes were everywhere, and went about their work with an air of importance born of their new-found freedom. These were the contrabands for whom General Butler had recently invented that sobriquet. We pitched our tents amid the charred and blackened ruins of what had been the beautiful and aristocratic village of Hampton. The first thing I noticed about the ruins, unaccustomed as I was to Southern architecture, was the absence of cellars. The only building left standing of all the village was the massive old Episcopal church. Here Washington had worshiped, and its broad aisles had echoed to the footsteps of armed men during the Revolution. In the church-yard the tombs had been broken open. Many tombstones were broken and overthrown, and at the corner of the church a big hole showed that some one with a
Williamsburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
Yorktown and Williamsburg. Recollections of a private.--Iii. Warren Lee Goss. Wagon train. It wasJohnston's rear-guard about noon, six miles from Williamsburg, and skirmished with the cavalry of Stuart, folln he was confronted by a line of redoubts before Williamsburg. The works consisted of a large fort (Magruder)e junction of two roads running from Yorktown to Williamsburg, and small redoubts on each side of this, makings column, and, immediately on the arrival before Williamsburg, formed the brigades of Hancock and Brooks for alt to penetrate. A mile away lay the village of Williamsburg. We were soon sent out as skirmishers, with rom time to time to countermarch to the field at Williamsburg, relieving those whose ammunition was exhausted y Hooker earlier in the day. The heavy losses at Williamsburg fell upon Hooker and Kearny, the division of themorning we marched through quaint, old-fashioned Williamsburg. The most substantial buildings of the town wer
Tunstall (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
our guns, was captured. We were tired, wet, and exhausted when supports came up, and we were allowed to fall back from under the enemy's fire, but still in easy reach of the battle. I asked one of my comrades how he felt, and his reply was characteristic of the prevailing sentiment: I should feel like a hero if I wasn't so blank wet. The bullets had cut queer antics among our men. A private, who had a canteen of whisky when he went into the engagement, on Camp of the Union Army near White House on the Pamunkey River, McClellan's base of operations against Richmond. From photographs. endeavoring to take a drink found the canteen quite empty, a bullet having tapped it for him. Another had a part of his thumb-nail taken off. Another had a bullet pass into the toe of his boot, down between two toes, and out along the sole of his foot, without much injury. Another had a scalp-wound from a bullet, which took off a strip of hair about three inches in length from the top of his head.
Hampton Roads (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5.21
ed with one of their heavy guns on the group, sending the first shot howling and hissing over and very close to their heads; another, quickly following it, struck in the parapet of the redoubt. The French prince, seemingly quite startled, jumped and glanced nervously around, while McClellan quietly knocked the ashes from his cigar. Several of our war-vessels made their appearance in the York River, and occasionally threw a shot at the enemy's works; but most of them were kept busy at Hampton Roads, watching for the iron-clad Merrimac, which was still afloat. The firing from the enemy's lines was of little consequence, not amounting to over ten or twelve shots each day, a number of these being directed at the huge balloon which went up daily on a tour of inspection, from near General Fitz John Porter's headquarters. One day the balloon broke from its mooring of ropes and sailed majestically over the enemy's works; but fortunately for its occupants it soon met a counter-current of
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