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General James Longstreet, From Manassas to Appomattox, Chapter 27: Gettysburg-Second day. (search)
al W. N. Pendleton led off when making a lecturing tour through the South for a memorial church for General Lee. He claims that he made a reconnoissance on the afternoon of the 1st of July, and that upon his reporting it, General Lee ordered General Longstreet to attack at sunrise the next day. He did not venture to charge that the Second and Third Corps, that were on the field and had had a good night's rest, were part of the command ordered for the early battle, for the commanders, both Virginians, and not under the political ban, could have brought confusing evidence against him; nor did he intend to put General Lee in the anomalous position, inferentially, of ordering part of the First Corps-that should march through the night and all night — to make the battle alone. The point of battle was east of the Emmitsburg road; to find it, it was necessary to cross that road, but General Sickles was moving part of his corps over the road during that afternoon, and rested there the latte
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1862. (search)
old acquaintance, Mr.--! He was at once touched. Are you his widow? Yes. But how came your son to join the rebels? Because his father and myself were both Virginians; he was educated in Virginia, and his whole heart is in the Southern cause. He immediately wrote a note to Mr. Seward, which he advised her to deliver in persowhich made home desirable to help Virginia, and found her ready to give up. All the blood in my system boiled in an instant. Where, sir, said I, have you seen Virginians ready to give up their cause? Why, he replied, I have been lounging about the Exchange all day, and have heard the sentiments of the people. Lounging about the Exchange! And do you suppose that Virginians worthy of the name are now seen lounging about the Exchange? There you see the idlers and shirkers of the whole Southern army. No true man under forty-five is to be found there. Virginia, sir, is in the camp. Go there, and find the true men of the South. There they have been for
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1864. (search)
g and holding back must there be; every human being capable of bearing arms must fly to the rescue ; all the stores of every kind should be destroyed or removed ; bridges burned, roads torn up or obstructed ; every difficulty should be thrown in the way. He should be harassed day and night, that he might be delayed, and entrapped, and ruined. Oh that these things could be done! It may be a woman's thought, but I believe that had Georgia one tithe of the experience of the ruined, homeless Virginians, she would exert every fibre of her frame to destroy the enemy ; she would have no delusive hope of escape. I trust that the doctrines of Brown, Stephens, and such like, are not now bearing their bitter fruits! that the people of patriotic Georgia have not been rendered unfit for the sacrifices and dangers of this fearful day, when every man is required to stand in the deadly breach, and every earthly interest, even life itself, must be surrendered rather than yield to the barbarous foe
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1865. (search)
nd of meat could be sent to the army. When returning from the hospital, after witnessing the dying scene of a brother, whose young sister hung over him in agony, with my heart full of the sorrows of hospital-life, I passed a house where there were music and dancing. The revulsion of feeling was sickening. I thought of the gayety of Paris during the French Revolution, of the cholera ball in Paris, the ball at Brussels the night before the battle of Waterloo, and felt shocked that our own Virginians, at such a time, should remind me of scenes which we were wont to think only belonged to the lightness of foreign society. It seems to me that the army, when it hears of the gayety of Richmond, must think it heartless, particularly while it is suffering such hardships in her defence. The weddings, of which there are many, seem to be conducted with great quietness. We were all very much interested in a marriage which took place in this house a short time ago. Our sweet young friend, Mis
General Horace Porter, Campaigning with Grant, Chapter 15 (search)
ch Hunter; but, as usual, the general did not dwell at length upon the past, and promptly began the discussion of tie plans he had in view for the cavalry in the future. A day or two afterward, Grant paid a visit to Butler's lines; and while he and the staff were riding out to the front they came to the place where, according to tradition, Pocahontas had saved the life of Captain John Smith. Whether it was the exact spot or not, it was regarded in that locality as historic ground; and Virginians, who take a particular pride in well-known family names, seemed to honor Pocahontas especially, no doubt because she was largely instrumental in preserving the Smith family to posterity. In the efforts to account for the attempted execution of the prisoner, there is a story told, about the truth of which there is a lingering uncertainty. It is to the effect that, when the captain fell into the hands of the Indian chief, he was rash enough to state, in reply to questions as to his identit
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 3: from New York to Richmond (search)
ate. They said in effect, that it had always been so; that Virginia was undoubtedly the greatest and most influential of all the States; that she had been the nursing mother of the Union and of the country and would prove their preserver; that Virginians had really made the United States in the olden days,--Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Marshall,--and Virginians would save the United States to-day. They deciared that they had always worshiped the Old Dominion, and now, more than ever, for thVirginians would save the United States to-day. They deciared that they had always worshiped the Old Dominion, and now, more than ever, for the noble position she had assumed in this crisis. How could I help glowing with pride and brightening with hope! Alas! the shriek of the first shell that burst over Sumter shattered these fair hopes-and pandemonium reigned in New York. It is not within the province of this book to discuss the responsibility for that shell. I will, however, be candid enough to say that I never entertained a doubt as to the South having the best of the Constitutional argument; and yet, so strong was my lo
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Chapter 9: Malvern Hill and the effect of the Seven Days battles (search)
f the most prominent generals say that it was their belief my father had seen more of the fighting of the Seven Days, from start to finish, than any other one man in or out of the army. I was of course deeply anxious about him, but he could not be controlled, and my belief was then, and is now, that the Federal skirmishers often refrained from firing upon him simply because they did not care at the time to expose their position. Many of our soldiers knew him, especially the Georgians, Virginians and Mississippians. Georgia was his native State. In his early days he had done a great deal of evangelistic work in all parts of it, and many young men and boys in the army had heard their parents speak of him. I remember one evening, after a most impressive sermon to Cobb's or Cummings' brigade, overhearing a lot of soldiers talking at a spring, when one of them, anxious to appear a little more familiarly acquainted with the preacher than the rest, said, I've heard my mother talk of th
Robert Stiles, Four years under Marse Robert, Index. (search)
Joseph Clay, 25, 30, 34, 36-40, 111-15, 138-40, 158-59, 161-62, 182, 189, 356 Stiles, Josephine Clifford, 354-57. Stiles, Randolph Railey, 36, 39, 41, 45, 48, 152-54, 182, 296-97, 355 Stiles, Robert: declaration of the intent of his book, 23-24; mother and sisters of, 36, 38,41, 120, 137, 152-54, 200-201, 351, 354-57. Stiles, Robert Mackay, 159 Stiles, William Henry, 124, 135, 158 Virginia Infantry: 8th Regiment, 60, 62-63; 24th Regiment, 79-80. Virginia State guard, 42 Virginians and Virginia lauded, 35 Walker, Reuben Lindsay, 41 War of the Rebellion: ... Official Records, 343 Warren, Gouverneur Kemble, 178, 248 Washington, D. C., before the war, 25-32, 39 Washington and Lee University, 102 Waterloo Campaign, 347 Westover, Va., 106 Whitworth guns, 52 Wigfall, Louis Trezevant, 76 Wilderness Campaign, 191, 238-48, 299, 303 Williamsburg, Va., 78-85. Williamson, William Garnett, 183-84. Willis, Edward, 120-24. Winchester, Va., 185,
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 1: ancestry and boyhood. (search)
t that time sparsely settled. Wilkinson County is the southwestern county of the State. Its western boundary is the Mississippi River. The land near the river, although very hilly, was quite rich. Toward the east it fell off into easy ridges, the soil became thin, and the eastern boundary was a pine country. My father's residence was at the boundary line between the two kinds of soil. The population of the county, in the western portion of it, was generally composed of Kentuckians, Virginians, Tennesseeans, and the like; while the eastern part of it was chiefly settled by South Carolinians and Georgians, who were generally said to be unable to live without lightwood The necessity for fat pine is not understood now that lucifer matches are in such general use. It is hard to recall when they were invented, but I remember when a flint and a piece of punk were the precarious means of striking a light, and when the kitchen fire was of nearly as great importance as the sacred flame
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 2, Chapter 27: Jackson in the Valley. (search)
y that General Taylor described it as offering a temptation to make a serious attack upon Fremont's whole army. Ashby, vigilant and enterprising, soon perceived this, and pointing it out to Ewell, asked for infantry to attack the pursuing party so as to destroy them before their supports could get up. This force was given to him, and just in the dusk of the evening Ashby came upon them intrenched behind a fence. In a moment Ashby's horse was shot dead, but jumping to his feet he cried, Virginians, forward! and in the instant fell dead. As he fell Colonel Johnson with the First Maryland charged and swept the fence clear, and killed and wounded most of the routed enemy; they proved to be the Pennsylvania Bucktails, a crack battalion under Lieutenant- Colonel Kane, who was wounded and captured. Colonel Johnson's horse was killed, shot in three places. His color-sergeant and three corporals were shot down in instantaneous succession at the colors, but Corporal Shanks seized them
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