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Appomattox (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11.106
elham and the heroic Pegram led, and that matchless infantry that composed the main body of the Army of Northern Virginia, and for four years carried the revolt on its bayonets. What soul-stirring thoughts, what glorious recollections, what thrilling memories of all that men hold great in war and good and true in individual conduct, come crowding on our minds as through the vista of the years gone by we trace their historic march from glory-crowned Manassas with its victorious shout, to Appomattox with its sad miserere of defeat and despair, when on the 9th of April, 1865, they yielded to the tyranny of fate, and saw Their warrior banner take its flight To greet the warrior's soul. The world remembers, and you and I who saw its meteor rise, its. magnificent development, and its tearful fall, can never forget that there was once a great Confederate South that played no mean nor insignificant part in the wonderful drama of the ages. We acknowledged its laws, we honored its civil
Charles S. Stringfillow (search for this): chapter 11.106
The infantry of the army of Northern Virginia. By Major Charles S. Stringfillow. [The following response to a toast at the banquet of the Richmond Howitzers, December 13th, mas received with great enthusiasm, and there has been a general demand for its publication. We comply with pleasure, for, although it will lack the inspiration of the occasion, and the graceful delivery of the eloquent speaker, it is a tribute well worthy of a place in our records:] The Infantry of the Army of Northern Virginia; the men whose patient suffering in camp, whose heroic endurance in the trenches and on the march, and whose dauntless courage on the field lent unwonted attractions to grim-visaged war itself; the men who never faltered in the unequal contest they waged against sickness, and hunger and want, overwhelming numbers and still more overwhelming odds in all the appliances of modern war which human skill and boundless wealth could command; the men whose steady tramp, as elbow to elbow th
Wade Hampton (search for this): chapter 11.106
p to the cannon's opening mouth 'mid whirring shot and hurtling shell, and whose wild rebel yell when the red field was won, seem even now to echo in our ears; what tongue can fitly speak their praise? An angel's heart, an angel's mouth, Not Homer's, could alone for me Hymn well the great Confederate South, Virginia first, and Lee. My comrades, I would not if I could, draw any invidious comparisons between the dashing troopers who charged on a hundred hard-fought fields with Ashby, and Hampton, and Stuart, and the brave cannoneers whom the gallant Pelham and the heroic Pegram led, and that matchless infantry that composed the main body of the Army of Northern Virginia, and for four years carried the revolt on its bayonets. What soul-stirring thoughts, what glorious recollections, what thrilling memories of all that men hold great in war and good and true in individual conduct, come crowding on our minds as through the vista of the years gone by we trace their historic march fr
Burke (search for this): chapter 11.106
rn Colonies are much more strongly, and with a higher and more stubborn spirit attached to liberty than those to the northward. * * * In other countries the people more simple, of a less mercurial cast, judge of an ill principle in government only by an actual grievance; here they anticipate the evil and judge of the pressure of the grievance, by the badness of the principle. They augur misgovernment at a distance, and snuff the approach of tyranny in every tainted breeze. These words of Mr. Burke are as applicable to the soldiers of 1861-5 as to their patriot sires of 1776. Their strong love of liberty and keen appreciation of its blessings, their sturdy self-reliance and habits of rule, exaggerated doubtless by the peculiar conditions of Southern society, gave them a conscious self-respect, a spirit of personal independence, a sense of their own importance, an individuality and pride that made each man feel as if the fate of every battle hung on his single arm. Thoroughly sati
Westminster Abbey (search for this): chapter 11.106
ur nature, and from the contemplation and the study of the noble examples and the worthy deeds of those who have made the past illustrious, draw lessons which may enable us to meet with braver spirits and more trustful hearts the responsibilities of the present and the trials of the future. And where, search all the pages of history, call over the names which have shed such imperishable lustre on the magnificent empires and the great republics of ancient times; go to Santa Croce and Westminster Abbey, where rest the mightiest kings of thought and action, poets, painters and philosophers, statesmen, orators and heroes, and tell me where you can find exemplars more worthy of imitation than Stonewall Jackson and Robert Lee? But it is not of the great leaders of that splendid infantry of whom General Lee once said that, the stragglers of the Army of Northern Virginia are better than the best troops of the enemy, that I desire alone, or chiefly to speak. They have written their name
Santa Croce (search for this): chapter 11.106
etter feelings of our nature, and from the contemplation and the study of the noble examples and the worthy deeds of those who have made the past illustrious, draw lessons which may enable us to meet with braver spirits and more trustful hearts the responsibilities of the present and the trials of the future. And where, search all the pages of history, call over the names which have shed such imperishable lustre on the magnificent empires and the great republics of ancient times; go to Santa Croce and Westminster Abbey, where rest the mightiest kings of thought and action, poets, painters and philosophers, statesmen, orators and heroes, and tell me where you can find exemplars more worthy of imitation than Stonewall Jackson and Robert Lee? But it is not of the great leaders of that splendid infantry of whom General Lee once said that, the stragglers of the Army of Northern Virginia are better than the best troops of the enemy, that I desire alone, or chiefly to speak. They have
Turner Ashby (search for this): chapter 11.106
ey marched up to the cannon's opening mouth 'mid whirring shot and hurtling shell, and whose wild rebel yell when the red field was won, seem even now to echo in our ears; what tongue can fitly speak their praise? An angel's heart, an angel's mouth, Not Homer's, could alone for me Hymn well the great Confederate South, Virginia first, and Lee. My comrades, I would not if I could, draw any invidious comparisons between the dashing troopers who charged on a hundred hard-fought fields with Ashby, and Hampton, and Stuart, and the brave cannoneers whom the gallant Pelham and the heroic Pegram led, and that matchless infantry that composed the main body of the Army of Northern Virginia, and for four years carried the revolt on its bayonets. What soul-stirring thoughts, what glorious recollections, what thrilling memories of all that men hold great in war and good and true in individual conduct, come crowding on our minds as through the vista of the years gone by we trace their histo
Robert Lee (search for this): chapter 11.106
tongue can fitly speak their praise? An angel's heart, an angel's mouth, Not Homer's, could alone for me Hymn well the great Confederate South, Virginia first, and Lee. My comrades, I would not if I could, draw any invidious comparisons between the dashing troopers who charged on a hundred hard-fought fields with Ashby, and Han, poets, painters and philosophers, statesmen, orators and heroes, and tell me where you can find exemplars more worthy of imitation than Stonewall Jackson and Robert Lee? But it is not of the great leaders of that splendid infantry of whom General Lee once said that, the stragglers of the Army of Northern Virginia are better General Lee once said that, the stragglers of the Army of Northern Virginia are better than the best troops of the enemy, that I desire alone, or chiefly to speak. They have written their names with their swords high on the Roll of Fame, and though no lofty monuments be reared to bear their virtues to the ages yet to come, they will be remembered as long as the recital of great deeds grandly done, awakens a responsi
Bayard (search for this): chapter 11.106
of reward, other than that which the consciousness of duty well performed brings to every true and manly heart, through the summer's burning heat and the winter's pitiless cold, through rain, and snow, and ice, with bodies half clad and feet oftimes unshod, ill-fed, ill-armed and ill-equipped, worn down with hunger and disease, in victory and in defeat, followed the flag and fought the battles of the South with the sublime devotion of Christian martyrs and the knightly courage of Sydney and Bayard. These, these are they who deserve the highest meed of praise, and in their ragged, war-worn ranks were found, of heroes the truest, the bravest and the best, and earth has for me few more hallowed spots than the little grass-grown mound that marks the shallow grave where the unknown soldier sleeps, and after life's fitful fever sleeps well, we trust, in the great Confederacy of the Southern Dead. Ah, realm of tombs! But let her bear This blazon to the last of times, No nation rose so whi
J. E. B. Stuart (search for this): chapter 11.106
non's opening mouth 'mid whirring shot and hurtling shell, and whose wild rebel yell when the red field was won, seem even now to echo in our ears; what tongue can fitly speak their praise? An angel's heart, an angel's mouth, Not Homer's, could alone for me Hymn well the great Confederate South, Virginia first, and Lee. My comrades, I would not if I could, draw any invidious comparisons between the dashing troopers who charged on a hundred hard-fought fields with Ashby, and Hampton, and Stuart, and the brave cannoneers whom the gallant Pelham and the heroic Pegram led, and that matchless infantry that composed the main body of the Army of Northern Virginia, and for four years carried the revolt on its bayonets. What soul-stirring thoughts, what glorious recollections, what thrilling memories of all that men hold great in war and good and true in individual conduct, come crowding on our minds as through the vista of the years gone by we trace their historic march from glory-crow
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