The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1877-07-18
THE REBEL YELL.
The Music StOnewaII Jackson Loved
About His Dyspepsia.

Col. Kyd Douglas. Phil. Weekly Times.
have referred to Major Jackson's
ill-health 1t took the form OF dyspep.
STA and once during the war he told me
be had suffered with it for twenty years,
and no knew of no ralsery which attacked
u man as it did, physically, mentally and
norsliy, and was rs likely to drive one
to suicide. 1t produced in him that sim
plicity of diet which was rs conspicuous
as his implicitly OF manners. He never
was hearty eater, but often ate of one
or two things on the table plentltully
eating some things be did not like and
liking many things be did not eat In
the army he rarely accepted an invita-
ton to dinner, and when he did, il was
generally to oblige his staff, He once
said TO me that he believed he was fond
er of whisky and brandy than any man
in his army; and yet he never tasted it,
His discipline commenced with himself,
and controlled his appetite rs firmly as LIE
did his troops.
In face and figure Stonewsll jackson
WAS not striking. Above the average
height, with frame angular, muscular,
and hes hess, he Was in all his move
ments, from riding horse TO handling
pen, The most ungracetul msn in the
army. His expression was though .iui,
and generally clouded with an air OF
fatigue His eye was small, blue, aud in
repose as gentle rs Il young girls. With
high, broad forehead, small, sharp nose.
thin, pslid lips, deep set eyes, and dark,
rusty beard, he was not q handsome man,
His face in the drawing room or teri,
sOttened by his sweet smile, was as differ
ent from itself on the battle field rs y
little lake in summer noon differs from
the same lake when frozen. Walking or
riding the General was ungslnly; his
main object WAS to g over the ground,
without regard to the manner OF mis- go
ing. His tavoritc horse WAS az little like
Pegasus Ne ne Was like Apollo; he rode
boldly and well, but certainly not with
grace and ease He was not u man of
STYLE. General Lee, on horse or of, Wa:
the handsOmest man | ever saw. 1t is
SAID of Wade Hampton that he looked rs
knightly when mounted rs # he mad
stepped out from an old canvas,
horse and all. Breckenridge was
4 mod, OF msnly beauty, and
Joe Johnson looked every inch u soldier.
None Of these things can be said Of Jack
sou.
Akin to bis dyspepsia, and perhaps as
a Consequence, WAS his ignorance of mu.
sic. One morning, at Ashland, he star
tied u young lady IRON her propriety by
gravely asking her if she mad ever heard
= new piece of music called "Dlxle," and
as graveIy listening to her while she sang
it. He had heard 1t thousand times
from the army bands. and yet 1t seemed
new to him. Judged by the Shakespeare
All standard, who could be more tit Tor
treaso,.s strGtagems and SpoiLS" Aud
vet there WAS one kind of music which
always delighted him. 1t WAS the "rebel
veil" OF his troops. To this grand chorus
he never failed to respond. The differ
euce between the regular "hurrah' of
the Federal army and the irregular, wild
veil of the Confederates was rs marked
y, the difference in their uniforms The
rebel gel WAS u peculiar mixture o.
sounds q kind OF weird shout. jackson
was greeted with it whenever he made
MS appearance to the troops, on the
march or 10 battle; and just AS irvaria
Div he would seize his old gray cap from
his head in acknowledgment, and his
Little Sorrel,' knowing his habit,
would break into gallop and never hat
until the shout had ceased. l remember
one night, vt tattoo this cry broke forth
in the camp of the StOnewall Brigade,
and was taken up by brigsdes and divi-
sions, until it rolled over field and wood
throughout the whole corps The Gen
eral came hastily and bareheaded fro m
his tent, and going up to n fence near by
he leaned upon it and listened IN quiet
TO the rise, climax, ard conclusion OF the
strange serensde, raising his head to
TO catch the last sound, ard II grew
fainter, until it died away ike 81
echo along the mountains Then turn.
ing toward his tent he muttered, IN half.
sohloquy. That was the sweetest music
7 aver heard -