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Savannah (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ally swept away with them a part of our infantry support. I was sent back to the drivers' camp to see that the horses were harnessed and ready in case it should be necessary to withdraw our pieces, and I met a line or mass of troops advancing to our support. Hearing some one call Stiles! I asked, Who said Stiles and who are you speaking to? A voice answered, I called Stiles, and another, close beside me, said, He's speaking to me. Stiles is my name. I'm Capt. Edward Stiles, of Savannah, Georgia. I grasped his hand, unable to see him, and having only time to say, Then I'm your cousin, Robert Stiles, of Richmond, Virginia. Look you up to-morrow. Until that moment I did not know I had a relative in the Virginia army, knowing that some and supposing that all of my cousins were in the armies of the coast defense. It was, of course, well understood by all of us that the Federal commander, having complete control of the navigable rivers, by virtue of his overwhelming naval po
Harper's Ferry (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ood enough to say first, if you can, when and where you saw me? Certainly, sir, said he; it was at the battle of Williamsburg, in May, 1862. You were then a private soldier in an artillery company and were standing, bare-headed, at the angle of Fort Magruder with a sponge-staff in your hand as I led a charge of cavalry past the fort. My recollection exactly coincided with his. The officer, I think, was Col. J. Lucius Davis, who commanded a body of Virginia troops at Charlestown or Harper's Ferry during the John Brown raid; but, whoever he was, he was not a colonel at Williamsburg, but I think a captain; and, as I remember, then wore a brown-gray tunic belted around his waist, and his hair, which was then quite long, swept back from his forehead as he gallantly led his men, sabre in hand, at full speed against the enemy. We never met save on the two occasions mentioned and could not possibly have seen each other at Williamsburg more than a moment. The rank, dress, bearing-ev
Williamsburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ning of the 4th of May found us on the Richmond side of Williamsburg, hitched up and ready to fall in behind our brigade. Wready hitched up, and so we passed rapidly back through Williamsburg, and became at once hotly engaged, doing good service, e captured gun with fine effect the following day. Williamsburg was not in any sense a decisive battle, perhaps not dest McClellan did learn the lesson we intended; for after Williamsburg our army was allowed to pursue its march very leisurely Fort Magruder, a strong closed work, about a mile from Williamsburg, on the main road running down the Peninsula, being therown raid; but, whoever he was, he was not a colonel at Williamsburg, but I think a captain; and, as I remember, then wore aentioned and could not possibly have seen each other at Williamsburg more than a moment. The rank, dress, bearing-everythinion from our brigade, which was probably ten miles from Williamsburg before we were ordered to follow. In the condition of
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
lroad travel, McClellan adopted in war the sedate tactics of the mud turtle. He certainly did seem to have a penchant for mud, Peninsula mud, Chickahominy mud, James River mud-any sort of mud; but he was too much of a gentleman to sling any of it, even at us rebels. The only point of the march down at which we were made to hurre demurred to doing so if it would have done any good, and that was Richmond, where, as I remember, we arrived about the 10th of April, and left by steamer down James River a day or two later. I remember, too, that as the boat left the shouting thousands on the shore and swept out into the stream our glee club burst into the roll I'm Capt. Edward Stiles, of Savannah, Georgia. I grasped his hand, unable to see him, and having only time to say, Then I'm your cousin, Robert Stiles, of Richmond, Virginia. Look you up to-morrow. Until that moment I did not know I had a relative in the Virginia army, knowing that some and supposing that all of my cousins wer
Warwick (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
osition that- A pretty girl who gets a kiss and runs and tells her mother, Does what she should not do and don't deserve another. These revelling, rollicking songs came later to be prime favorites with sundry brigadier, major and even lieutenantgenerals in the Army of Northern Virginia, and they cheered, too, many a comfortless camp and relieved many a weary march of the old battery. In due time we made our landing and found our place in the peninsular lines of Yorktown and Warwick River, which were admirably adapted to the purpose for which General Magruder designed and located them; namely, to enable a small body of troops to hold the position-but for occupation by a large army they were simply execrable. There was scarcely solid ground enough accessible to afford standing, sleeping, or living room foi the men. Our boys had their first taste of actual war in these abominable lines. Soon after our arrival the enemy attempted a crossing in force. Our guns being c
Charles Town (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
r won't you be good enough to say first, if you can, when and where you saw me? Certainly, sir, said he; it was at the battle of Williamsburg, in May, 1862. You were then a private soldier in an artillery company and were standing, bare-headed, at the angle of Fort Magruder with a sponge-staff in your hand as I led a charge of cavalry past the fort. My recollection exactly coincided with his. The officer, I think, was Col. J. Lucius Davis, who commanded a body of Virginia troops at Charlestown or Harper's Ferry during the John Brown raid; but, whoever he was, he was not a colonel at Williamsburg, but I think a captain; and, as I remember, then wore a brown-gray tunic belted around his waist, and his hair, which was then quite long, swept back from his forehead as he gallantly led his men, sabre in hand, at full speed against the enemy. We never met save on the two occasions mentioned and could not possibly have seen each other at Williamsburg more than a moment. The rank,
Texas (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
f meeting several times during the war. The only relief we had from the sharpshooters was when the marvelous Texan scouts got to work upon them, which was as often as their impudence got to be unbearable. This was the first time we had met those greatest of all soldiers, the Texas brigade. I question whether any body of troops ever received such a compliment as General Lee paid them in his letter to Senator Wigfall, written later in the war, in which he asked him, if possible, to go to Texas and raise another such brigade for his army. He said that the efficiency of the Army of Northern Virginia would be thereby increased to an incalculable extent, and that he would be relieved of the unpleasant necessity of calling on this one brigade so often in critical junctures. I have not the letter before me, but I have read it several times and feel substatitially sure of its contents. In the present instance the work of these worthies appeared little less than miraculous. They w
Leesburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
Chapter 7: the Peninsula Campaign. Reenlistment and reorganization in the spring of 1862 Gen. McClellan the Peninsula lines the Texans the battle of Williamsburg the mud. We left Leesburg about the 7th of March, 1862, for Culpeper C. H., which was the place of rendezvous of the army before taking up the line of march for the Peninsula, whither we were ordered to repair to meet McClellan. Only two things of interest occurred on the way — the reenlistment and reorganization of the battery and a hurried glimpse at our friends in Richmond. The former, as I remember, took place at or near Culpeper C. H., about the 15th of March, and deserves more than casual mention. In the spring of 1862, throughout our service, the men reenlisting were allowed to elect their own officers; so that for weeks about this time the army, and that in the face of the enemy, was resolved — it is the highest proof of its patriotism and character that it was not also dissolved-into nomina
Yorktown (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
least in this country; nor do I deny that the result was better, on the average, than might have been anticipated, but it was bad enough. Our friend, Gen. D. H. Hill, in a report of a little later date, says, The reorganization of the army, at Yorktown under the elective system, had thrown out of service many of our best officers and had much demoralized our army. In short, the selection of military officers by the elective method is a monstrosity, an utter reversal of the essential spiritr and even lieutenantgenerals in the Army of Northern Virginia, and they cheered, too, many a comfortless camp and relieved many a weary march of the old battery. In due time we made our landing and found our place in the peninsular lines of Yorktown and Warwick River, which were admirably adapted to the purpose for which General Magruder designed and located them; namely, to enable a small body of troops to hold the position-but for occupation by a large army they were simply execrable. Th
Crenshaw (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
lifted his foot and stamped it down in vexation on the wet bark, which parted and slipped from the smooth, slick bole of the tree, and down came Jim, with a great splash like the mules, hide and hair and Crenshaw gray, all into and under the mud. I don't think I ever heard such a shout as greeted this knight of the sorrowful figure as he emerged, from his thighs up, the liquid mud dripping from every part of the upper half of his person. But it cured him and his suit as well, the beautiful Crenshaw gray thenceforward exhibiting a sickly, jaundiced, butter-nut hue, like the clothes some backwoods cracker regiments wore when they first came to Virginia. Only one other feature of our march up the Peninsula merits notice, and that was our almost actual starvation on the way. The cause of. this was separation from our brigade, which was probably ten miles from Williamsburg before we were ordered to follow. In the condition of the roads already described, catching up with any particula
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