Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1894-01-19
MISCELLANY.
Stonewall jackson.
southern "Reminiscences of the Favorite
Confederate Leader.

southern tenihtsttnftN OF Nhf
Confederate Leader.
One bright Sunday morningin the spring
of 1861 ] went down to the Virginia mill
tary institute at Lexington to see the cadet
corps of for Richmond. As they took
their battery of four guns, jackson was in
command. He seemed new man while
attending to the details Of the march, his
tone of voice being louder and his dark eye
flashing with an unwonted light. one Of
my classmates remarked: "The major
seems to enjoy this thing The dormant
martial spirit in his nature was then awak-
ening, and he seemed to "snuff the battle
from affair" When all things were ready
for the departure he requested one OF the
clergymen of the town to ask God
protection and blessing ere the march
began.
Our company of students from Wash
ington college was assigned to Jack
sons brigade and we saw much of
him as our general On the field of Ma
nassas, when our regiment, the Fourth
Virginia Infantry, under fearful fire, was
supporting a line of artillery, jackson rode
calmly up and down our front, watching
the progress of the battle Now and then
he would cry out "Alrs we'll" | also
heard him say, Tonight we will drive
them across the Potomac" A bullet gave
him a flesh wound on his wrist: but bind
ing his handkerchief around the bleeding
member he continued his observations
amid the storm of bullets and shells.
His cOuntenance was all aglow with ami
nation, and no wonder Bee pointed to him
and gave him the sobriquet of "Stonewall'
The tide of battle surged to and fro.
our line on the left was being pressed back,
nrnI 49,,
above the rattle of musketry and the roar
OF cannon, Prepare to use the bayonet."
Next came the orders, Forward 80
"Charge!' The line of steel swept for
ward; soon the field was won, and the
name of jackson was immortal.
On the winter expedition to Romnev, in
Northern Virginia, he showed the invinci-
BILE will of the great Napoleon. Bad roads,
snow and ice checked not his march, but
pressing on with speed unequaled in the
war, he surprised and drove the enemy
across the Potomac. Coming up to a Gals
son whose horses were unable to move il
across a stretch of broken, icy road he dis
mounted and, putting his shoulder to
wheel, some of his staff doing likewise.
the piece OF artillery soon moved on.
On another occasion. hearing dandy
looking lieutenant, in charge of detach-
ment sent to tear up some railroad speak
ing very roughly to the men engaged in the
work, the general took a crowbar and
pried away for few minutes. Then,
handing the tool to the military dude, he
said: THAT is the way to do it, sir. Suppose
you try it.
We were amused at his strategy at dam
No. 3, on the Chesapeake and Ohio canal.
in the fall of 1861. With his own brigade.
a hat of .i.,.,
airy, and two pOntoOn boats. he was threat
ening the canal at this point on the upper
Potomac. The enemy with a much iarg-
er force, was watching his movements
from the Maryland side. One dav he
marched his combined forces in a small cir
Gle Tor about eight hours, the only part of
TINS curved line visible to the enemy being
distance OF quarter of a mile between
two bodies OF woodland. In this open
space there could be seen, from the Oppo- |
site mis- infantry. cavalry, and artillery in /
an endless line, passing all day. In the /.
evening the scene over the river was lively. (
Courers dashed hither and thither. tents
were struck, trains were moving. and /
troops We're massing. The despatch to
Washington was that Jackson was about |
to cross the river with 10000 men, and |
march on the capital
One of our boys remarked, cold Jack .
ought to be ashamed of himself to foo
those fellows So"
As result the enemy kept at a respect
full distance, and he damaged the canal
On the morning after the battle of Cold .
Har0or, near Richmond, some prisoners
were standing near our company when
jackson came gallOping down the line. A
Federal soldier asked the cause of the
CHEERING nj hot
coming. In an excited manner he said,
"For Gods sake, gentlemen, stand back
and let me see him. We gave him the
opportunity, and as the great chieftain and
his staff swept by, and the welkin rang
with the cheers of his old brigade, the gal
liant Federal too, raised his cap
Whenever Jackson, now division gen
eral, passed along the lines, the cheers.
like mighty wave, would roll mile after
mile The enthusiasm of the men knew
no bounds, as, on "Old Sorrel," with hat
in hand, he would dash by. 1t was a COM
mon saying when cheering was heard. at
is either old Jack, or a rabbit" as when
the latter would attempt to break through
the line on the march, the shouting of the
troops would often paralyze the little ami
NAL with fright. The morning after the
battle of Malvern Hill Jackson was pass
ing the field hospital of his old brigade.
A brave boy, MORALLY wounded, was lying
by the roadside. Although his ear was
growing dull to earthly sounds he caught
the words, jackson is coming" and with
all the strength of his dying body he arose
on his elbow, waved his hand, and in feeble
voice said, "Hurrah for jackson :"
1t was his last cheer for the blood gush-
ing anew from his breast, he fell back and
it was all over Is it strange that such men,
under such leader, trod so often in the
path of victory?-Neto Orleans Times
Democrat.