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Stonewall Jackson (search for this): chapter 2.26
young African was observed to pause, assume an attitude of extreme attention, remove his hat, scratch his head, and listen. Then turning to his master, he said with dignity, Hear that artillery, sir. Those are, beyond a doubt, the guns of Stonewall Jackson. 2. Second illustration. A Federal officer of high rank and character, a bitter Democrat and opponent of the negro-loving party, with an extreme disgust, indeed, for the whole black race; this gentleman visited the house where the young sped the collar of a straggler, who would not stop at his order, and was discharging at him a perfect torrent of curses, when, chancing to turn his head, he saw close behind him no less a personage than the oath-hating and sternly-pious General Stonewall Jackson. Jackson's aversion to profanity was proverbial in the army. It was known to excite his extreme displeasure. Colonel Wtherefore stopped abruptly, hung his head, and awaited in silence the stern rebuke of his superior. It came
rmed the same manoeuvre. The Lieutenant thereupon was about to draw trigger, when one of his men called out: Why law! Lieutenant, it ain't nothin‘ but your own shadow! Immense enjoyment in camp, of this historic occurrence. Colonel — , our gay visitor, drew a sketch of the scene, appending to it the words: Now by the Apostle Paul: shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of-- Than could the substance of ten thousand soldiers Armed all in proof and led by shallow Buford! Iii. Captain F-- was the best of good fellows, and the most amiable of signal officers. He was visiting his signal posts near Culpeper one day, when an infantry-man, clad in a butternut costume lounged up, and looked on with the deepest interest while the man on duty was flopping away right and left with his flag. Butternut continued to gaze with ardour upon the movements of the signal-man's flag; then he suddenly drawled out in a tone of affectionate interest: I sa-a-y, st
Robert E. Lee (search for this): chapter 2.26
apidan. You invited me and my people, said Hood, shaking hands with General Fitz, and you see I have brought them! Laughter followed, and General Fitz Lee said: Well, don't let them halloo, Here's your mule! at the review. If they do we will charge you! interrupted General Wade Hampton, laughing. For all that the graybacks of Hood, who duly attended the review, did not suppress their opinions of the cavalry. As the horsemen charged by the tall flag under which General R. E. Lee sat his horse looking at them, a weather-beaten Texan of Hood's Old Brigade turned round to a comrade and muttered: Wouldn't we clean them out, if Old Hood would only let us loose on 'em! The infantry never could forgive their cavalry brethren the possession of horses-while they had to walk. X. General W— gave me, one day, a good anecdote of Cedar Run. He was then Colonel of artillery, and when the Confederates' left wing was thrown into disorder, strenuously exerted
th an extreme disgust, indeed, for the whole black race; this gentleman visited the house where the young Crichton lived, and taking a seat in the parlour, began conversing with the ladies. While so doing he was startled by a voice at his elbow, and a vigorous clap upon the back of his splendid uniform. Turning quickly in extreme wrath at this disrespect, he saw the grinning face of young ebony behind him; and from the lips of the youth issued the loud and friendly address: Hallo, Yank! Do you belong to Mr. Lincoln? You are fighting for me-ain't you? The officer recoiled in disgust, looked daggers, and brushing his uniform, as though it had been contaminated, growled to the lady of the house: You taught him this, madam! Ix. In June, 1863, General Lee was going to set out for Gettysburg. To mask the movement of his infantry from the Lower Rappahannock, a cavalry review was ordered, on the plains of Culpeper. That gay and gallant commander, General Fitz
r-General V— , from Corps Headquarters:-- Cry aloud-spare not-show my people their transgressions! Vi. General — made a true cavalier's speech, one evening at our camp on the Rapidan. He had ridden to headquarters on his beautiful mare Nelly gray, whom he had had ever since the first battle of Manassas, and had thus become warmly attached to. When he went to mount again, he found the mare wince under him, and after riding a few yards, discovered she was lame, and limped painfully. Thereupon the General dismounted, examined the hoof, rose erect again, and uttering a deep sigh exclaimed: Poor Nelly! I wish they could fix it some way, so as you could ride me home! That ought to find a place in the biography of the brave officer who uttered it. Vii. While I was in the Valley in 1863, I heard an incident which was enough to tickle the ribs of Death, and for its truth I can vouch. A body of the enemy's cavalry had advanced to the vicinity of Millwood, and
Cumberland George (search for this): chapter 2.26
trifles, it is true; but then life is half made up of trifles — is it not? General Fitz Lee, one day in the fall of 1863, sent a courier up from the Lower Rappahannock, to ask General Stuart why General Pleasanton of the U. S. Army had been sent to Georgia? --a dispatch by signal from corps headquarters having communicated that intelligence. Grand tableau when the affair was explained! General Stuart had signalled: Meade's Headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland George's --names of persons residing near Culpeper Court-house. The signal flags had said: Meade's headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland Georgia! Ii. In November, 1863, Lieutenant — was in an old deserted mansion near Culpeper Court-house, with some prisoners confined in the upper rooms; the enemy not being far distant. While waiting, a blaze shot up from a fire which some soldiers had kindled near, and threw the shadow of the Lieutenant on the wall. Thinki
John S. Mosby (search for this): chapter 2.26
here but me-‘cept- Except who? Only Colonel Mosby, sir. Colonel Mosby!!! exclaimed the spColonel Mosby!!! exclaimed the speaker, with at least three exclamation points in his accent, and getting hastily into the saddle. you joking? he added. You better not. Is Colonel Mosby here? Ye-s, sir, stammered the woman ind, rejoining their command, reported that Colonel Mosby, the celebrated partisan and guerilla, wast was then necessary to act with caution. Colonel Mosby was well known to be an officer of desperat in, cocked pistols in hand, ready to capture Mosby. He was not visible. In fact there was no a cradle, and sucking its thumb. Where is Mosby? thundered the officer. Oh! There he is! don't mean — I didn't mean nothin‘! I call him Mosby, sir-Colonel Mosby, sir-that's his name, sir! Colonel Mosby, sir-that's his name, sir! And awaiting her doom, she stood trembling before the intruders. Those personages looked from t the men upon their return; they only reported Mosby not found. I have mentioned it, however, and [1 more...
performances, uttering a volley of oaths sufficient to make a good Christian's hair rise up. He had just grasped the collar of a straggler, who would not stop at his order, and was discharging at him a perfect torrent of curses, when, chancing to turn his head, he saw close behind him no less a personage than the oath-hating and sternly-pious General Stonewall Jackson. Jackson's aversion to profanity was proverbial in the army. It was known to excite his extreme displeasure. Colonel Wtherefore stopped abruptly, hung his head, and awaited in silence the stern rebuke of his superior. It came in these words, uttered in the mildest tone: That's right, Colonel-get 'em up! XI. Another anecdote of Jackson-but this one, I fear, has crept into print. Some readers, however, may not have seen it. After Port Republic, the General was riding along the line when he heard the following colloquy between two soldiers of the Stonewall Brigade. Curse the Yankees! I
nton of the U. S. Army had been sent to Georgia? --a dispatch by signal from corps headquarters having communicated that intelligence. Grand tableau when the affair was explained! General Stuart had signalled: Meade's Headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland George's --names of persons residing near Culpeper Court-house. The signal flags had said: Meade's headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland Georgia! Ii. In November, 1863, LieutenaWallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland Georgia! Ii. In November, 1863, Lieutenant — was in an old deserted mansion near Culpeper Court-house, with some prisoners confined in the upper rooms; the enemy not being far distant. While waiting, a blaze shot up from a fire which some soldiers had kindled near, and threw the shadow of the Lieutenant on the wall. Thinking the shadow was a human being he called out: Halt! there! No reply from the intruder. Answer, or I fire! The same silence-when the Lieutenant drew a pistol from his belt. The shadow did the sa
made up of trifles — is it not? General Fitz Lee, one day in the fall of 1863, sent a courier up from the Lower Rappahannock, to ask General Stuart why General Pleasanton of the U. S. Army had been sent to Georgia? --a dispatch by signal from corps headquarters having communicated that intelligence. Grand tableau when the affair was explained! General Stuart had signalled: Meade's Headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland George's --names of persons residing near Culpeper Court-house. The signal flags had said: Meade's headquarters are at Wallack's, and Pleasanton's at Cumberland Georgia! Ii. In November, 1863, LiPleasanton's at Cumberland Georgia! Ii. In November, 1863, Lieutenant — was in an old deserted mansion near Culpeper Court-house, with some prisoners confined in the upper rooms; the enemy not being far distant. While waiting, a blaze shot up from a fire which some soldiers had kindled near, and threw the shadow of the Lieutenant on the wall. Thinking the shadow was a human being he calle
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