Daily Mississippi clarion and standard. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1866-1866, 1866-06-10
Hardeman Stuart---The Young Signal
Officer.

Among the many interesting chap
tiers OF that very interesting work,
"Surry of Eagles Nest" we find one
devoted principally to young Harde-
man Stuart, who volunteered, we be-
lieve, with the Burt Rifles from this
city. The writer pays a deserved
tribute to the memory of as noble and
gallant youth as ever espoused the
Confederate cause
On the day succeeding this desper-
ate conflict, jackson, whose column
was pressing toward Centreville, di
rected me to find Stuart, and accompa-
ny him in movement which he was
making to the rear of the enemy l
was to ascertain the state of things i'll
that direction, and return as soon as
possible with confidential intelligence
from Stuart.
Stuart had pressed on rapidly, and,
before had joined him, heard the
thunder of his horse artillery az he
attac ed the Federal forcus near Fair
fax Court House. Pushing on, l
reached the spot, and found the Gen
eral experimenting the fire of the
guns, which were commanded by
young Pelham, now his chief of ar
tillery.
"All goes well, Surry," said the
General, when | had delivered my
message. II am crowding 'em with
artillery; and, if Stonewall doesn't
hurry up, there will be nothing for him
to do"
"He is coming right on, General.
And you have pushed on to jine
the cavalry Well, we have had 3
little affair near Chantilly-captured 8
whole company of Yankee cavalry
Look there is the captain! ~
And he pointed to an officer noun
ted on a magnificent black horse, car
rying before him on the pOmmel OF
his saddle Il brilliant stars and stripes
flag.
| looked at the officer and thought
recognized him, but could not re
member where | mad seen him. A
second glance recalled the time ano
place. 1t was the humorous person
age who had captured me near Gross
Keys, and sent me to Sir Percy Wynd
ham with the laughing order to my
/ guard to kill me if I attempted to es
cape.
I'VE recaptured poor HardemaI
Stuarts coat, too" added the Gener
al, with sad expression in his bolC
face. "You remember him, do you
not-my signal officer
Remember him - | said; "he i.
one of the best friends / have on you
staff, General 1t is impossible not t.
love his gay, frank face, with its blu,
eyes and chestnut curls. l saw hin
just before the battle opened"
"Ahr' said Stuart, with the SAM
half sigh
"Yes," was my reply. Il was ri
ding over to the right, when dust,
figure, without hat or coat, ran GU
from house and hailed me- | coulC
scarcely recognize Hardeman, who i
the model of elegance, you know, il
uniform and appearance. He callet
out, How dye, r-shool
hands with me-and then told me
laughing, that he had been attacked
on the mountain yonder, at his signal
station, and had lost his horse ant
coat. He said he intended to &c
another horse and rejoin YOU
poor boy" sighed Stuart; 'h
could not mount himself, and he wa
too brave and devoted to remain idle
He got musket, fought with his oil
company from Mississippi, and wa
killed"
Ifelt deeply shocked at this intel
ligence. Hardeman Stuart had bee
one of my greatest favorites, and
loved him, as everybody did, for hi
sweet, frank temper and gallan
spirit
"Hardeman dead p l said. 1T
not possible, General
lit is true, and the singular thing
that we have just recaptured his ne1
uniform coat"
"His coat ?"
Eyes, it was strapped to his saddle
and captured with his horse Thi
Yankee company of cavalry, SUI
prised at Chantilly, had it. There
is"
And he pointed to the coat strappe
behind courier
"Poor, poor Hardeman But h
was buried ?"
Yes. Major Won Borcke saw hi
grave. But we are getting sad. Com
Surry, 1 am going to withdraw, anC
as l expect information during tn
night, you had better remain unit
morning. Come with me, and l wi
provide you with lodgings"
"Willingly."
And l followed the General, VIII
} retired just at nightfall