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Sharpsburg (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
fourteen years on the frontier, and in 1859 marched against the hostile Indians and defeated them. On the secession of Virginia he promptly resigned his command in the old army, tramped on foot across the plains to Austin, Texas, came straight to Richmond, and in April, 1861, was made Colonel of the Fifty-seventh Virginia, and twelve months afterwards, in April, 1862, was commissioned Brigadier-General. In that capacity he fought at Seven Pines, at Malvern Hill, at Second Manassas, at Sharpsburg, displaying everywhere conspicuous gallantry, and winning by his coolness under fire, by his stern perseverance and his indomitable pluck, the applause of his superiors and the entire confidence of his men. During the first Maryland campaign he was made Provost Marshal of the army, and received the personal thanks of General Lee for the ability with which he discharged the duties of that office. In September, 1862, his brigade, which comprised the Fifty-seventh, Fifty-third, the Four
Chapultepec (Baja Caifornia Norte, Mexico) (search for this): chapter 1.6
owever, his career was cut short. He became involved in a personal conflict with Jubal A. Early, who had insulted him on the parade ground, and cracking that worthy's head with a mess-hall plate, as the story runs, was retired from West Point; but in 1839 entered the regular army as lieutenant in the Sixth Regiment of Infantry, and fought against the Seminoles under Zachary Taylor and under his own father. During the war with Mexico he did splendid service. He led the storming party at Chapultepec, and was brevetted Captain and then Major for gallantry displayed at Contreras, and Cherubusco, and Molino Del Rey. That war being ended, he served for fourteen years on the frontier, and in 1859 marched against the hostile Indians and defeated them. On the secession of Virginia he promptly resigned his command in the old army, tramped on foot across the plains to Austin, Texas, came straight to Richmond, and in April, 1861, was made Colonel of the Fifty-seventh Virginia, and twelve mo
Fort Erie (Canada) (search for this): chapter 1.6
me ere long a family of soldiers. Five brothers, three of them in the regular army, took part in the war of 1812. Col. George Armistead, the oldest of the five, defended Fort McHenry. The flag which waved over it during the bombardment, which Key immortalized as the Star Spangled Banner, was long guarded as a sacred heir-loom by his decendants. It is now laid up in the National Museum. A second brother, Lewis Gustavus Adolphus, named for the Swedish hero, The Lion of the North, fell at Fort Erie. Walker Keith Armistead, the father of our old chief, graduated at West Point in 1803, fought in Canada, closed the Seminole war, and was, when he died in 1845, second in command in the regular army. Miss Stanley, who became his wife, was a native of the old North State, and so it happened that Lewis A. Armistead was born at Newbern, N. C., in 1817. As a matter of course, the young Lewis entered West Point in 1836. Here, however, his career was cut short. He became involved in a pe
West Point (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
dish hero, The Lion of the North, fell at Fort Erie. Walker Keith Armistead, the father of our old chief, graduated at West Point in 1803, fought in Canada, closed the Seminole war, and was, when he died in 1845, second in command in the regular armappened that Lewis A. Armistead was born at Newbern, N. C., in 1817. As a matter of course, the young Lewis entered West Point in 1836. Here, however, his career was cut short. He became involved in a personal conflict with Jubal A. Early, who d him on the parade ground, and cracking that worthy's head with a mess-hall plate, as the story runs, was retired from West Point; but in 1839 entered the regular army as lieutenant in the Sixth Regiment of Infantry, and fought against the Seminolesked by ties of blood with many of our best, the son of a soldier, familiar from childhood with tales of war, trained at West Point, tested by years of service in Florida, in Texas, in Mexico, in Virginia, obedient to duty, demanding in turn obedience
Mexico (Mexico, Mexico) (search for this): chapter 1.6
hall plate, as the story runs, was retired from West Point; but in 1839 entered the regular army as lieutenant in the Sixth Regiment of Infantry, and fought against the Seminoles under Zachary Taylor and under his own father. During the war with Mexico he did splendid service. He led the storming party at Chapultepec, and was brevetted Captain and then Major for gallantry displayed at Contreras, and Cherubusco, and Molino Del Rey. That war being ended, he served for fourteen years on the frontr. Born of a noble stock, a Virginian to his heart's core, linked by ties of blood with many of our best, the son of a soldier, familiar from childhood with tales of war, trained at West Point, tested by years of service in Florida, in Texas, in Mexico, in Virginia, obedient to duty, demanding in turn obedience from others, resolute, unyielding, with courage tempered in the flame of battle, he waited only for a fit opportunity to prove himself the hero he was, to write his name high on the roll
Canada (Canada) (search for this): chapter 1.6
of 1812. Col. George Armistead, the oldest of the five, defended Fort McHenry. The flag which waved over it during the bombardment, which Key immortalized as the Star Spangled Banner, was long guarded as a sacred heir-loom by his decendants. It is now laid up in the National Museum. A second brother, Lewis Gustavus Adolphus, named for the Swedish hero, The Lion of the North, fell at Fort Erie. Walker Keith Armistead, the father of our old chief, graduated at West Point in 1803, fought in Canada, closed the Seminole war, and was, when he died in 1845, second in command in the regular army. Miss Stanley, who became his wife, was a native of the old North State, and so it happened that Lewis A. Armistead was born at Newbern, N. C., in 1817. As a matter of course, the young Lewis entered West Point in 1836. Here, however, his career was cut short. He became involved in a personal conflict with Jubal A. Early, who had insulted him on the parade ground, and cracking that worthy's
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
General Armistead's portrait presented. An address delivered before R. E. Lee camp no. 1, C. V., Richmond, Va., January 29, 1909. By Rev. James E. Poindexter, Late Captain in 38th Virginia Regiment, Armistead's Brigade, Pickett's Division. Mr. Commander and Comrades: It was my wish that this address should be made by Col. Rawley W. Martin, of Lynchburg, who led the Fifty-third Virginia in Pickett's charge, and fell by the side of Armistead on Cemetary Ridge. But this could not be, and so I come to take his place. For the task assigned me I feel myself but poorly equipped. Unlike Col. Martin, I followed our old Commander, as St. Peter followed the Master, afar off. It is, I may say, with unfeigned diffidence that I venture to speak of war to the veteran soldiers who are here to-night. On me, however, through your kindness, is this honor conferred, that I should present to the Camp the portrait of Lewis A. Armistead. I thank you for it with all my heart. The Arm
Cemetery Ridge (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
Of the charge made by Pettigrew and Pickett on Cemetery Ridge, I do not propose to speak at length. On the cthe field of battle. A thousand yards away lay Cemetery Ridge, curving around on the left to Culp's Hill, andposition, awaiting our assault. Between us and Cemetery Ridge was a field as open as this floor, not a tree, hundered over our heads at the enemy's guns on Cemetery Ridge. And so we marched vaulted with fire. As we to strike, then in line of battle, the guns on Cemetery Ridge blazing in our faces, and every regiment of Armnnon on Round-Top volleyed and thundered. From Cemetery Ridge grapeshot and canister tore through our ranks. defeat. Just ahead, bristling with cannon, was Cemetery Ridge. Just beyond it Hancock, a foeman worthy of higranite obelisk marks the spot where he fell on Cemetery Ridge. The sword which dropped from his dying grasp husiasm to tell how the noble Armistead fell on Cemetery Ridge by the wheels of the enemy's cannon. And so,
Lynchburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
General Armistead's portrait presented. An address delivered before R. E. Lee camp no. 1, C. V., Richmond, Va., January 29, 1909. By Rev. James E. Poindexter, Late Captain in 38th Virginia Regiment, Armistead's Brigade, Pickett's Division. Mr. Commander and Comrades: It was my wish that this address should be made by Col. Rawley W. Martin, of Lynchburg, who led the Fifty-third Virginia in Pickett's charge, and fell by the side of Armistead on Cemetary Ridge. But this could not be, and so I come to take his place. For the task assigned me I feel myself but poorly equipped. Unlike Col. Martin, I followed our old Commander, as St. Peter followed the Master, afar off. It is, I may say, with unfeigned diffidence that I venture to speak of war to the veteran soldiers who are here to-night. On me, however, through your kindness, is this honor conferred, that I should present to the Camp the portrait of Lewis A. Armistead. I thank you for it with all my heart. The Arm
Baltimore, Md. (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.6
ed to cheer him with the hope that his wounds would not be mortal, as our hero said. But Armistead was right. He knew that death was near at hand. Carried from the field a prisoner, he lingered through the 4th of July and died on the 5th, leaving, says Martin, an example of patriotic ardor, of heroism and devotion to duty which ought to be handed down through the ages. When his kinsmen heard of his glorious death they came and took his body, took all that was mortal of him, down to Baltimore, and with reverent hands laid him to rest amongst his own people, in the church-yard of old St. Paul's, the hero of Gettysburg besides the hero of Fort McHenry. A granite obelisk marks the spot where he fell on Cemetery Ridge. The sword which dropped from his dying grasp you may see it now in the Confederate Museum. Such, comrades, was the soldier whose portrait we unveil tonight. As I stand before you my thinghts leap back over the forty-five years that lie between, back to the day
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