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Fort Delaware (Delaware, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
hrough which the cats entered, and some would go in with clubs, and soon we would have a full supply of cats. They were eaten ravenously by the starving officers, as Lieutenant Peary's men ate their comrades. At last we were ordered back to Fort Delaware. The remnant of the six hundred left that Yankee hell, where Southern braves cried for bread and fed on cats, gorged with the corpses of their dead comrades. We reached Fort Delaware a short time before the surrender. One morning I was aroFort Delaware a short time before the surrender. One morning I was aroused by a familiar rebel yell—looked out and saw the flags drooping at half mast and heard that Booth had killed Lincoln. Soon all privates and line officers were paroled, and sixty field officers were held in prison until August. The old brigade, whose regiment furnished Early, William Smith, A. P. Hill, J. P. Walker and J. B. Terrell. In conclusion I will say that some years ago Captain James Bumgardner, of Staunton, who was an officer in the Fifty-second Virginia Regiment, next on th
Malvern Hill (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.15
gainst it. Ramseur insisting, General Early finally acquiesced in the move. Advance of Pegram's brigade. The brigade was fronted to the left and the advance started. The gun immediately retired to the works as a decoy and no resistance was made to our advances then. Presently we came to a level, open field, one-half mile across, and could see on the opposite side at the edge of another strip of timber behind which artillery was massed—heavier than I had ever seen, unless it was at Malvern Hill, although I had been in every battle of the war, from First Manassas down, fought by the Army of Northern Virginia; and bayonets bristling as thick as leaves of Vallambrosa, supported by three distinct lines of battle, as will hereinafter appear. They had evidently taken the exact range to the edge of the woods. As soon as the brigade was well into the open fields the enemy opened with the heaviest and most murderous fire I had ever seen with grape, canister and musketry. Our veteran
G. A. Nelson (search for this): chapter 1.15
lly a heavy gun was trailed on him not twenty yards distant. His little red-cap flew up ten feet, one arm went up one way, the other another—fragments of his flesh were dashed in our faces. They had killed him, too. The Overlapping enemy's line. Part of Forty-Ninth Virginia captured. The Forty-ninth was the extreme right of our line. The enemy's line overlapped, outflanked, and encompassed us. It seemed we were shot at from everywhere. Finally the brave old Captain Stratton, from Nelson, said: Colonel, in five minutes you won't have a man left, let them surrender! Seeing the futility of continuing the unequal struggle of three officers and eighteen men against twenty thousand of the enemy, I said: Captain, that is so, let them surrender, but I'll be hanged if I will. Eugene Flippin, of Lowesville, (whose leg had just been torn off), laying close by, heard this and raised a so-called white flag, red with blood and black with powder, and the enemy ceased firing. The littl
S. D. Ramseur (search for this): chapter 1.15
took the flag, so soon to be his winding sheet, and the brigade was marched out and down the road, the Forty-ninth at his head, for some distance, and halted, General Ramseur bossing the job. I then heard a single piece of artillery firing at intervals in a strip of woods on the left, and being at the head of the column, I heard General Ramseur say to General Early: General, let me take that gun out of the wet. General Early vigorously advised and protested against it. Ramseur insisting, General Early finally acquiesced in the move. Advance of Pegram's brigade. The brigade was fronted to the left and the advance started. The gun immediately retireRamseur insisting, General Early finally acquiesced in the move. Advance of Pegram's brigade. The brigade was fronted to the left and the advance started. The gun immediately retired to the works as a decoy and no resistance was made to our advances then. Presently we came to a level, open field, one-half mile across, and could see on the opposite side at the edge of another strip of timber behind which artillery was massed—heavier than I had ever seen, unless it was at Malvern Hill, although I had been in e
Joseph Tucker Randolph (search for this): chapter 1.15
The loss of officers was full ninety per cent. of all engaged (mostly killed.) It was there the dashing Colonel Edward Willis, of the 12th Georgia (in temporary command of our brigade), was killed. His staff officer, the chivalrous young Lieutenant Randolph, Joseph Tucker Randolph, eldest son of the late veteran bookseller and publisher, Joseph W. Randolph and his wife Honora Mary Tucker, sister of Captain John Randolph Tucker, U. S. Navy, the late Major Norman V. Randolph, identified so cJoseph Tucker Randolph, eldest son of the late veteran bookseller and publisher, Joseph W. Randolph and his wife Honora Mary Tucker, sister of Captain John Randolph Tucker, U. S. Navy, the late Major Norman V. Randolph, identified so conspicuously with the weal and progress of our city and section, was a younger son. of Richmond, also was killed; 'twas there the brave Col. J. B. Terrill, of the Thirteenth Virginia, ended his useful career, as did, also, Major Watkins, the brave soldier of the Fifty-second. 'Twas there Colonel J. C. Gibson, like an old war-horse, always scenting the battle in the breeze, came down from the hospital on one leg and got the other shattered to pieces. In fact, every field officer and nearly ev
Amherst (search for this): chapter 1.15
lose in their rear, rose and each delivered a volley into our ranks, in rapid succession. Some of our killed and wounded fell forward into the enemy's trenches—some backward outside the parapet. Our line already decimated was now almost annihilated. The remnants of the regiment formed and sheltered behind a fence partly thrown down (to shoot over) just outside of the parapet, and continued the unequal struggle, hoping for support that never came. The red-cap color bearer, Orendorf, of Amherst. But not so with the little red-cap color bearer. He stood erect within twenty feet of the muzzle of the enemy's guns and waved his flag defiantly in their faces. They must have hesitated to kill him in admiration of his bravery. Though finally a heavy gun was trailed on him not twenty yards distant. His little red-cap flew up ten feet, one arm went up one way, the other another—fragments of his flesh were dashed in our faces. They had killed him, too. The Overlapping enemy's li
Robert E. Lee (search for this): chapter 1.15
ond, also was killed; 'twas there the brave Col. J. B. Terrill, of the Thirteenth Virginia, ended his useful career, as did, also, Major Watkins, the brave soldier of the Fifty-second. 'Twas there Colonel J. C. Gibson, like an old war-horse, always scenting the battle in the breeze, came down from the hospital on one leg and got the other shattered to pieces. In fact, every field officer and nearly every company officer in the brigade, present in action, was either killed or wounded. General Lee's lines were formed at right angles to the——road leading down James River near second Cold Harbor. The enemy on our front shifted their position and threw up earthworks lower down on the road, and parallel to it. Orders came to Early's old brigade (the fourth Virginia), composed of the Forty-ninth, Fifty-second, Fifty-eighth, Thirty-first and Thirteenth Regiments, to march down the road and make a reconnoissance preliminary to second Cold Harbor battle. Our regiment, the Forty-ninth, V
Archer Anderson (search for this): chapter 1.15
der arms, after which the writer started to run the gauntlet of death and cut his way out, if possible. I got about fifty yards and cleared the men when, as General Anderson, who commanded the Pennsylvania reserves we were fighting afterwards told me, three thousand shots were fired at me, all at once. Lieutenant-Colonel C. B. conduct of the enemy. The enemy treated me with great consideration and kindness, I was the ranking living officer of the brigade they had to deal with. General Anderson (I think that was the officer's name) who commanded the Pennsylvania reserves, whom we fought, had me carried on a stretcher to his headquarters, administereiled one of my own men, slightly wounded, to wait on me. On my arrival at the wharf, while waiting, my three officers—Captain Stratton, Lieutenant Reid, and Lieutenant Anderson (under guard) found me in wagon. I made one of the Sanitary Commission, constantly passing dispensing every known delicacy to eat and to drink, to their wo
John Randolph Tucker (search for this): chapter 1.15
nded was three times as great as that of the French at the battle of Waterloo. The loss of officers was full ninety per cent. of all engaged (mostly killed.) It was there the dashing Colonel Edward Willis, of the 12th Georgia (in temporary command of our brigade), was killed. His staff officer, the chivalrous young Lieutenant Randolph, Joseph Tucker Randolph, eldest son of the late veteran bookseller and publisher, Joseph W. Randolph and his wife Honora Mary Tucker, sister of Captain John Randolph Tucker, U. S. Navy, the late Major Norman V. Randolph, identified so conspicuously with the weal and progress of our city and section, was a younger son. of Richmond, also was killed; 'twas there the brave Col. J. B. Terrill, of the Thirteenth Virginia, ended his useful career, as did, also, Major Watkins, the brave soldier of the Fifty-second. 'Twas there Colonel J. C. Gibson, like an old war-horse, always scenting the battle in the breeze, came down from the hospital on one leg and
Andrew Hunter (search for this): chapter 1.15
sion, constantly passing dispensing every known delicacy to eat and to drink, to their wounded, give them a drink of French brandy, and the driver fill their haversacks from the barrell of provisions in the wagon. I never saw but one of them again. In Washington, hearing Earley's guns on the Suburbs. I was shipped hence to Lincoln Hospital, Washington, D. C. While lying on my cot afterwards I could hear the boom of General Early's guns around the walls of the city, after having chased Hunter down the valley from Lynchburg, and I heard the Yankees say, I believe the rebels will get in in spite of us. At Fort Delaware and at Morris Island with the six hundred. After weary months in Washington, during which time I was shown many kindnesses and attentions from Southern sympathizers, I was carried to Fort Delaware prison. After a lapse of some time I was drawn in with the lot of six hundred officers to be carried to Morris Island, to be placed under the fire of our own guns
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