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Wroton (search for this): chapter 1.20
, he kept on and soon found himself in a rebel camp — a prisoner. He was immediately surrounded by a crew of savages, who at once resolved to have his life. Captain Wroton, a rebel officer, only saved the Federal officer and his men from murder by swearing to protect them with his life. The blood thirsty wretches were only kept at bay by the constant presence of Wroton. The particulars of the charge are given by Major Dorsheimer in his admirable papers on Fremont's Campaign, in the Atlantic Monthly: The foe were advised of the intended attack. When Major White was brought int) their camp, they were preparing to defend their position. As appears will now return to Major White. During the conflict upon the hill, he was in the forest near the front of the rebel line. Here his horse was shot under him. Captain Wroton kept careful watch over him. When the flight began he hurried White away, and, accompanied by a squad of eleven men, took him ten miles into the country. The
Wroton (search for this): chapter 1.18
, he kept on and soon found himself in a rebel camp — a prisoner. He was immediately surrounded by a crew of savages, who at once resolved to have his life. Captain Wroton, a rebel officer, only saved the Federal officer and his men from murder by swearing to protect them with his life. The blood thirsty wretches were only kept at bay by the constant presence of Wroton. The particulars of the charge are given by Major Dorsheimer in his admirable papers on Fremont's Campaign, in the Atlantic Monthly: The foe were advised of the intended attack. When Major White was brought int) their camp, they were preparing to defend their position. As appears will now return to Major White. During the conflict upon the hill, he was in the forest near the front of the rebel line. Here his horse was shot under him. Captain Wroton kept careful watch over him. When the flight began he hurried White away, and, accompanied by a squad of eleven men, took him ten miles into the country. The
Wright (search for this): chapter 5
Portraits. 1. Lieut.-Gen. Grant, Frontispiece. 2. General Meade. 3. General Hancock. 4. General Warren. 5. General Wright. 6. General Baldy Smith. 7. General Sickles. 8. General Heintzelman. 9. General Sherman. 10. General Rosecrans. 11. General Logan. 12. General Howard. 13. General Slocum. 14. General Robert McCOOK. 15. General McCLERNAND. 16. Lieutenant-General Scott 17. General Halleck. 1S. General Dix. 19. General Casey. 20. General Franklin. 21. General Buell. 22. General shields. 23. General McCLELLAN. 24. General Foster. 25. General Terry. 26. General Sykes. 27. General Gillmore. 28. General Wallace. 29. General Garfield. 30. General Schofield. 31. General Sheridan. 32. General Kilpatrick 33. General Custer 34. General Buford 35. General Merritt 36. General Averill 37. General Torbert. 38. General Sedgwick. 39. General McPHERSON. 40. General Reynolds. 41. General Wadsworth. 42. General Sumner. 43. General Kearney. 44. General Lyon 45. General Birney. 46. General Mitchel
Wright (search for this): chapter 4
List of illustrations. Portraits. 1. Lieut.-Gen. Grant, Frontispiece. 2. General Meade. 3. General Hancock. 4. General Warren. 5. General Wright. 6. General Baldy Smith. 7. General Sickles. 8. General Heintzelman. 9. General Sherman. 10. General Rosecrans. 11. General Logan. 12. General Howard. 13. General Slocum. 14. General Robert McCOOK. 15. General McCLERNAND. 16. Lieutenant-General Scott 17. General Halleck. 1S. General Dix. 19. General Casey. 20. General Franklin. 21. General Buell. 22. General shields. 23. General McCLELLAN. 24. General Foster. 25. General Terry. 26. General Sykes. 27. General Gillmore. 28. General Wallace. 29. General Garfield. 30. General Schofield. 31. General Sheridan. 32. General Kilpatrick 33. General Custer 34. General Buford 35. General Merritt 36. General Averill 37. General Torbert. 38. General Sedgwick. 39. General McPHERSON. 40. General Reynolds. 41. General Wadsworth. 42. General Sumner. 43. General Kearney. 44. General Lyon 45. General B
Worcester (search for this): chapter 1.17
on, doing really more service to the country than many a star-shouldered gentleman who is talked of now in the newspapers, and may be read of centuries hence in history. If I have outlined his character distinctly, the reader has perceived that he is brave, simple-hearted, outspoken, hospitable, enterprising, industrious, loyal to liberty, earnest in his convictions-though ignorantly confounding names with things — a good husband and father, with a quiet humor which flavors character as Worcester sauce flavors a good dinner, a practical wisdom which trusts in the Lord, but keeps its powder dry, some talent for bragging, and that intensity of nature and disposition to magnify every thing (illustrated in his story and conversation) which leads the Southerner to do nothing by halves, to throw his whole soul into whatever he undertakes, to be, like Jeremiah's figs, if good, very good: if bad, not fit to feed the pigs. Though morally and intellectually superior to the mass of poor Sou
Woolford (search for this): chapter 1.15
enly became sober, dropped it, and hastened on to Bowling Green, and there met General Rosecrans, who had just arrived. His information was very valuable. Here he remained until the army came up and passed on, and then set out on his return on foot, as he had come. He supposed that our forces had gone by way of Gallatin, but when near that place learned that it was still in possession of the rebels, and so stopped for the night in a shanty between Morgan's pickets, on the north side, and Woolford's (Union), on the south side. During the night the two had a fight, which finally centered around the shanty, and resulted in driving Morford to the woods. In two or three hours he came back for his clothes, and found that the contending parties had disappeared, and that the railroad tunnels had been filled with wood and fired. Hastily gathering his effects together, he made his way to Tyree Springs, and thence to Nashville. For a short time he acted as a detective of the army police
Woodbury (search for this): chapter 1.15
s, where they remained one day and a portion of another, and then proceeded in the direction of McMinnville. Hiding themselves in the woods near this place during the day, seeing but not seen, they travelled that night to within eleven miles of Woodbury, when they struck across the road from McMinnville to Woodbury. Near Logan's Plains they were fired on by a body of rebel cavalry, but, though some forty shots were fired, no one of the ten was harmed, Morford having one bullet hole in his coatWoodbury. Near Logan's Plains they were fired on by a body of rebel cavalry, but, though some forty shots were fired, no one of the ten was harmed, Morford having one bullet hole in his coat. The cavalry, however, pursued them across the barrens, surrounded them, and supposed themselves sure of their game: but Morford and his companions scattered and hid away, not one being captured or found. Night coming on, the cavalry gave up the chase, and went on to Woodbury, where they threw out pickets, not doubting that they would pick up the objects of their search during the night. Morford, however, was informed of this fact by a citizen, and, in consequence, lay concealed all the next
Wood (search for this): chapter 1.13
g her life in solemn and terrible earnestness for her country's good. She was, at that time, playing at Mozart Hall, or Wood's theatre, in Louisville, Ky., then the headquarters of the rebel sympathizers of the southwest; and, although under Union a most virulent secessionist. Before she had left the theatre, the guards arrived to arrest her; but-out of respect to Mr. Wood, the proprietor of the theatre — they were deterred from actually executing their errand, and it was arranged that she new theatre of Nashville, Tenn., arrived at Louisville, engaged in looking up a good company of actors, and meeting with Mr. Wood of the Louisville theatre, was recommended to secure Miss Cushman. She is a good looking woman, and an accomplished act can only keep her out of the provost-marshal's hands, you will make a good thing, for she will be popular at once, said Mr. Wood. So the proposition was made to Pauline, and, after advising with the military authorities, under whose guidance she wa
Wood (search for this): chapter 1.23
ghting men. I saw Broderick ride in with a cheer, and open a way for the men. His horse went down in the melee; but little Wood, the bugler of Company G, sprang down, and gave him his animal, setting off himself to catch another. A rebel rode at the bugler, and succeeded in getting away his arms before help came. As Wood still went after a horse another fellow rode at him. The boy happened at that moment to see a carbine, where it had been dropped after firing. He picked up the empty weapoh my pistol, and shooting others. Nobody managed to hit me through the whole fight. When I got up to the battery I found Wood there. He sang out to me to wait, and he would get me a horse. One of the men, who had just taken one, was going past, so Wood stopped him and got it for me. Just at that moment White's Battalion and some other troops came charging at the battery. The squadron of the First Maryland, who were supporting it, met the charge well as far as their numbers went; but were
Wood (search for this): chapter 1.24
tinct; it is fairly palpable; you can touch it with your hand. The divisions of Wood and Sheridan are wading breast deep in the valley of death. I never can tell t, opened like the fan of Lucifer, and converged their fire down upon Baird, and Wood, and Sheridan. It was rifles and musketry; it was grape and canister; it was shalong the line. But the advance had already set forth without it. Stout-hearted Wood, the iron-gray veteran, is rallying on his men; stormy Turchin is delivering brais immortal-thank God!-and up it comes again, and the Vs move on. At the left of Wood, three regiments of Baird-Turchin, the Russian thunderbolt, is there-hurl themse cheeks were wet with tears as honest as the blood that reddened all the route. Wood uttered words that rang like Napoleon's, and Sheridan, the rowels at his horse'sficer, straight up from the ranks, and he honors the roll. A little German in Wood's Division is pierced like the lid of a pepper-box, but he is neither dead nor w
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