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Robert E. Lee (search for this): chapter 8
remarked before, That I was with Grant,—in Illinois,— Some three years before the war.’ Then the farmer spake him never a word, But beat with his fist full sore That aged man, who had worked for Grant Some three years before the war. Francis Bret Harte. Gay and happy still The ex-confederate of twenty-four, just released from Point Lookout prison, put into the passage quoted (from his novel, Tiger Lilies) the kind of humor which appears in the familiar song and which had sustained Lee's ragged veterans during the preceding four hard years. (see page 188) Imposing officers and foreign attaches who unbend between battles—Falmouth, Virginia, April, 1863 Lest the reader suppose the life of the Civil War soldier was unrelieved by any sallies of playfulness, these photographs of 1863 are reproduced. No schoolboys in their wildest larks could engage in a struggle of more mock-desperate nature than that waged by these officers of the Army of the Potomac, with the Englis
Ulysses Simpson Grant (search for this): chapter 8
lowing incident, which occurred soon after General Grant's arrival at Chattanooga in October, 1863,g and valuable reminiscences, Campaigning with Grant: As soon as communication had been opened with our base of supplies, General Grant manifested an eagerness to acquaint himself minutely with t A sentinel of our picket-guard recognized General Grant as he approached, and gave the customary cis sentinels cried out, Turn out the guard—General Grant! The Confederate guard took up the joke, d stranger: an incident of the war ‘I was with Grant’—the stranger said; Said the farmer, ‘Say no m ‘De Darkeys got so lonesome’ ‘I was with Grant’—the stranger said; Said the farmer, ‘Nay, no ed man, ‘And, as I remarked before, I was with Grant’—‘Nay, nay, I know,’ Said the farmer, ‘say nod should have remarked before, That I was with Grant,—in Illinois,— Some three years before the warst full sore That aged man, who had worked for Grant Some three year
Whar Lincum (search for this): chapter 8
th applause by young men and maidens in well nigh every house in Virginia. Say, darkeys, hab you seen de massa, Wid de muffstash on he face, Go long de road some time dis mornina, Like he gwine leabe de place? He see de smoke way up de ribber Whar de Lincum gunboats lay; He took he hat ana leff berry sudden, And I spose he's runned away. De massa run, ha, ha! De darkey stay, ho, ho! It mus' be now de kingdum comina, Ana de yar ob jubilo. ‘And his eye runs Sthraight on the barrel sights’ r ob jubilo. De darkeys got so lonesome libb'n In de log hut on de lawn, Dey moved dere tings into massa's parlor For to keep it while he gone. Dar's wine and cider in de kitchin, Ana de darkeys dey hab some, I spec it will be all fiscated When de Lincum sojers come. De massa run, ha, ha! De darkey stay, ho, ho! It mus' be now de kingdum comina, Ana de yar ob jubilo. De oberseer he makes us trubble, Ana he dribe us rouna a spell, We lock him up in de smoke-house cellar, Wid de key flung in de w
Horace Porter (search for this): chapter 8
atement. An enormous allowance had to be made for his imagination when he was describing to us the number of the enemy's troops that were in position or that possibly were advancing to the attack. His imagination worked most frequently on the apprehensive side. His experience had made hopefulness somewhat difficult for him. Contraban Unexpected civility The following incident, which occurred soon after General Grant's arrival at Chattanooga in October, 1863, is related by General Horace Porter in his entertaining and valuable reminiscences, Campaigning with Grant: As soon as communication had been opened with our base of supplies, General Grant manifested an eagerness to acquaint himself minutely with the position of the enemy, with a view to taking the offensive. One morning he started toward our right, with several staff officers, to make a personal examination of that portion of the line. When he came in sight of Chattanooga Creek, which separated our pickets from
ragged veterans during the preceding four hard years. (see page 188) Imposing officers and foreign attaches who unbend between battles—Falmouth, Virginia, April, 1863 Lest the reader suppose the life of the Civil War soldier was unrelieved by any sallies of playfulness, these photographs of 1863 are reproduced. No schoolboys in their wildest larks could engage in a struggle of more mock-desperate nature than that waged by these officers of the Army of the Potomac, with the English, French, and Austrian attaches come to report to their Governments how Americans made war. Boxes and chairs have been scattered hither and yon; swords are slashing in deadly combat; bottles are wielded by some in the hand-to-hand melee. The burly attache at the right is even preparing to dig a grave for the unfortunate slain in the combat. At the sutler's store: a lifelike group A high degree of artistic feeling and skill was shown by the war photographer who preserved this band of joking s
truth, whatever it be, Though it rend my bosom's core. ‘How fell he,—with his face to the foe, Upholding the flag he bore? Oh, say not that my boy disgraced The uniform that he wore!’ ‘I cannot tell,’ said the aged man, ‘And should have remarked before, That I was with Grant,—in Illinois,— Some three years before the war.’ Then the farmer spake him never a word, But beat with his fist full sore That aged man, who had worked for Grant Some three years before the war. Francis Bret Harte. Gay and happy still The ex-confederate of twenty-four, just released from Point Lookout prison, put into the passage quoted (from his novel, Tiger Lilies) the kind of humor which appears in the familiar song and which had sustained Lee's ragged veterans during the preceding four hard years. (see page 188) Imposing officers and foreign attaches who unbend between battles—Falmouth, Virginia, April, 1863 Lest the reader suppose the life of the Civil War soldier was unrelie
October, 1863 AD (search for this): chapter 8
bservation or for precision of statement. An enormous allowance had to be made for his imagination when he was describing to us the number of the enemy's troops that were in position or that possibly were advancing to the attack. His imagination worked most frequently on the apprehensive side. His experience had made hopefulness somewhat difficult for him. Contraban Unexpected civility The following incident, which occurred soon after General Grant's arrival at Chattanooga in October, 1863, is related by General Horace Porter in his entertaining and valuable reminiscences, Campaigning with Grant: As soon as communication had been opened with our base of supplies, General Grant manifested an eagerness to acquaint himself minutely with the position of the enemy, with a view to taking the offensive. One morning he started toward our right, with several staff officers, to make a personal examination of that portion of the line. When he came in sight of Chattanooga Creek,
rs beside a sutler's store. Few photographic feats are as difficult, even to-day, as the successful portraying of such a number of different subjects, in poses so remarkably diversified, and under such abrupt color contrasts of light and shadow. Evidently, the army was in a permanent Camp when this picture was taken; for it was then that the sutlers would open up their stocks of canned goods, soft drinks, playing cards, handkerchiefs, paper collars, and such luxuries, enjoyed by the boys of 1861 only at infrequent intervals. Sometimes the soldiers rebelled against the storekeeper's extortionate prices, and once in a while, on the eve of a forward movement, they would sack the little shanty of its contents by way of reprisal. Camp humor: Facetiousness of a sutler with the western armies The signs about this sutler's store in Tennessee display the rude wit of the soldier in camp. The name over the little shanty contains an affectation of French elegance that is amusing even t
n birth and training, had established himself in literary work in New York when the war broke out. He enlisted in a three months regiment and continued on the staff of different officers, where he attracted attention for his executive ability. In 1862 he was on the staff of General David Hunter at Hilton head, South Carolina. General Hunter organized the first regiment of negro troops to be mustered into the Federal service. This proceeding created serious alarm in Congress, and great excitemeesh supplies of men, the proposition was more than once brought up in the Confederate Congress and elsewhere for the arming of the slaves or of a selection of the slaves. But such a step was never ventured upon. On the Northern side, as early as 1862, regiments were formed of the colored residents of the North, the first two being the famous Fifty-fourth and Fifty-fifth Massachusetts. These men represented, of course, a fairly high average of intelligence and of education, and they did brilli
twenty-four, just released from Point Lookout prison, put into the passage quoted (from his novel, Tiger Lilies) the kind of humor which appears in the familiar song and which had sustained Lee's ragged veterans during the preceding four hard years. (see page 188) Imposing officers and foreign attaches who unbend between battles—Falmouth, Virginia, April, 1863 Lest the reader suppose the life of the Civil War soldier was unrelieved by any sallies of playfulness, these photographs of 1863 are reproduced. No schoolboys in their wildest larks could engage in a struggle of more mock-desperate nature than that waged by these officers of the Army of the Potomac, with the English, French, and Austrian attaches come to report to their Governments how Americans made war. Boxes and chairs have been scattered hither and yon; swords are slashing in deadly combat; bottles are wielded by some in the hand-to-hand melee. The burly attache at the right is even preparing to dig a grave for t
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