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Elvira Wright (search for this): chapter 29
e crater of the fort. On my way to the rear, after being relieved, I saw your brother sitting and leaning back against the embankment, and also near him Lieutenant-Colonel Wright (Twenty-seventh Michigan), both of them being wounded, Colonel Hodges through the thigh, Colonel Wright through the shoulder. I stood in front of them, Colonel Wright through the shoulder. I stood in front of them, and talked with them about their wounds, the war, and the prospects. After a moment, they made room for me, and invited me to sit between them, we all wishing to be on the ground awhile to see the colored troops make a charge, as we had expressed a doubt as to their bravery, and wished to see them personally. After I sat down, your brother leaned lightly on my shoulder, and appeared weak. Colonel Wright spoke, and asked if we had not better go on to the rear. Your brother said, We can't get there until the colored troops pass by. They were then going through the exploded fort to make the charge. As the colored troops passed, the Johnnies ranged their
Sidney Willard (search for this): chapter 29
ime under the instruction of Mr. William W. Goodwin, now Professor of Greek in Harvard College. On the departure of Mr. Goodwin for Europe in the summer of 1853, Henry was placed under the care of the late George D. Porter, and afterwards of Sidney Willard, who fell at Fredericksburg as Major of the Thirty-fifth Massachusetts Volunteers. Mr. Willard was of the greatest service to Henry in developing his physical powers by gymnastic exercises, —boxing, rowing, walking, and fencing. Under his tuMr. Willard was of the greatest service to Henry in developing his physical powers by gymnastic exercises, —boxing, rowing, walking, and fencing. Under his tuition he passed four happy years, during the last of which his eyes became sensibly better. Having completed his preparatory studies in July, 1858, he obtained admission to the Freshman Class of Harvard College, passing a satisfactory examination and entering without conditions. He was at once recognized as a leader by his classmates, and took an active and prominent position among them. Hardly had he begun, however, the duties of his first term in College, before the old weakness of the e
Lucy Cushing Whitwell (search for this): chapter 29
, State, and general governments, and seats in Congress, the New Jersey Legislature, and the Governor's Council. The family mansion, a large stone building, called the Castle, was fortified in the Revolutionary War. I am descended, on my mother's side, from the Scollays and Whitwells of Boston,—the former, an old Norse family (mentioned in the life of Sir Robert Strange), came over from the Orkneys in 1640; the latter, from Colnsbrook, in England, in 1735. My mother's name was Lucy Cushing Whitwell. I lived in Boston and Newton till 1848; went to Baltimore in that year; returned to Boston in 1853; went to Chicago in March, 1859; and returned to Boston in December, 1860. I have attended in Boston the Latin and High Schools, graduating at the former in 1857, and spending the next year at the latter. I received at these schools four prizes for Latin and English verses and for mathematics. I entered college in 1858. At the end of six months I left and went to Chicago,
Moses Wheeler (search for this): chapter 29
Savannah, Georgia, January, 1865. my dear brother,—I am happy to acknowledge the receipt of your welcome letter. My letter, dated Argyle Island, left off with a general account of our march through the State of Georgia. I had scarcely finished my letter when our brigade was ordered across the river to the sacred soil of South Carolina, and there remained for two days, threatening the only road left open to the Rebel forces under General Hardee, and skirmishing pretty sharply with Wheeler's cavalry. On the second day we heard of the evacuation of the city of Savannah. We were, however, pretty well assured of the fact before news came to brigade Headquarters; for from our position we could see baggage, carriages, cavalry, and camp-followers passing along the Charleston and Savannah roads. On the next day we returned from the sacred soil, and encamped with the division half a mile from the city, where we have remained to the present date. The city of Savannah is a very plea
A. B. Underwood (search for this): chapter 29
pport. At the word of command they moved forward with a cheer. As they climbed up the steep ascent, that full October moon made them but too plain marks for hostile fire; but they pressed on till the routed enemy was driven in confusion. Colonel Underwood wrote, that the Massachusetts Thirty-third on that night won the applause of the veteran Army of the Cumberland. When the brief struggle was over, along the slope of that steep hillside were strewn the wounded, the dying, the dead. Two a fight, I shall be quite as well satisfied. He had been promised a lieutenancy in a New Jersey regiment, but he preferred not to leave his own; and he was at length rewarded, as appears from the following extract from a letter of Lieutenant-Colonel Underwood:— I always thought your son did a noble thing when he preferred to go into the service at once in the ranks to waiting on the uncertainties of a commission which had been promised him some time. His conduct has been uniform with
R. O. Tyler (search for this): chapter 29
ves anxious about him, he looked so strong in every way. Soon after his return he received a commission as Captain, and at his own earnest request exchanged his position on Colonel Lowell's staff for the more active duties of a company commander. He writes:— I have got a splendid company,—eighty or ninety as fine troopers as ever mounted a horse,—Troop L, raised in California. I only hope I can keep it. I wish Colonel Lowell would be ordered to take the regiment to the front. General Tyler invited me to join his staff, but I had rather be in command of this company than serve on the staff of the Commander-in-Chief. . . . . I find that the accounts and papers of a company are much more important and complicated than is generally supposed. There must be a great deal of neglect among officers in this respect. My papers were, thanks to Captain Adams, all straight . . . . . You ought to see my company kitchen, as neat and clean as possible; plenty to eat, nicely cooked. <
Charles Tuttle (search for this): chapter 29
e obtained the position of Principal of the High School in Concord, Massachusetts. The school was to open in August. In the mean time he was more and more persuaded that duty called him into the army. His brother Henry had, at the outset of the war, enlisted as a private, and had been rising gradually to well-earned position as an officer, and his example and letters had constantly stimulated Goodwin's patriotic ardor. While at home, before the opening of the Concord school, he, with Charles Tuttle, Esq., made a good deal of effort to raise a company in Newburyport. But August came, and he went to fulfil his engagement at Concord. His mind was still bent, however, upon the war, and against the entreaties of all his friends, and against his own tastes, his conscience still directed him to the good fight for country, freedom, and for God. He told me soon after he went to Concord that he must go into the war, and if he could not get a commission, he should go as a private. I remon
John Henry Tucker (search for this): chapter 29
and it now rests in the family vault at Albany. John Henry Tucker. Private 38th Mass. Vols. (Infantry), July 31, 1862; killed at Port Hudson, La., May 27, 1863. John Henry Tucker was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, February 19, 1835, the son of Ebenezer and Eliza Bradley (Foster) Tucker. In his autobiography in the Class-Book he thus narrates an adventureclose of the war. He was at the battle of Bunker Hill. Tucker attended school in Cambridge, and finally left the High Scy step to a theological course, it is needless to say that Tucker proved himself an earnest, hard-working student, and when w of the original attendants remained. In these meetings Tucker was always prominent, dividing the charge with the comradeworks, and it seemed a miracle that but few were wounded. Tucker was the first on the list. He was struck by a ball in the Sergeant, afterwards Sergeant-Major, then just deceased. Tucker was on the committee, and not knowing that another member
Trow (search for this): chapter 29
the sailors, declaring the boat was already full, would not stop for her. Some one of the women, however, catching her hand, drew her some way through the water, and at length succeeded in getting her into the boat. That little girl, named Sally Trow, was my father's mother. What the event would have been had not the little girl been thus providentially saved, cannot be told. This little girl's father, my great-grandfather Trow, was a Captain during the war; but, incurring disease from exposTrow, was a Captain during the war; but, incurring disease from exposure, was obliged to resign his commission, and, returning home, died before the close of the war. He was at the battle of Bunker Hill. Tucker attended school in Cambridge, and finally left the High School, as he supposed forever, in April, 185. His mental and spiritual experiences are narrated by himself so earnestly and simply in the Class-Book, that extracts from this autobiography, written at the age of twenty-seven, will be freely made. In February, 1850, my attention was called se
Tompkins (search for this): chapter 29
endered his sympathy and services peculiarly needful to his mother, and for her sake rather than his own he delayed a decision in which she had so precious a stake. Meanwhile his friends sought to obtain employment for him as a teacher, but were repeatedly disappointed when they supposed that they had made success certain. In August, 1862, about a month after his graduation, he resolved to enter the army, and went immediately to New York to put himself under the tuition and drill of Colonel Tompkins, being determined to qualify himself thoroughly for his duty before seeking or accepting a commission. In connection with the regular exercises of his novitiate, he did all in his power to prepare his system for exposure and fatigue, taking long walks, and simplifying his mode of living in every possible way. He was commissioned as Second Lieutenant in Company B, One Hundred and Sixty-second Regiment New York State Volunteers, the commission dating from September 20, 1862. In October
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