The age-herald., 1901-11-24

[ ''Bayonet and graper' here stonewall roar,
 Charge Stuart! Pay of Ashby's score!' In "Stonewall Jackson's way"
 An. maiden, wait and watch and yearn For news of Stonewall's 8 band:
 An, widow read with eyes that burn
 That ring upon thy hand;
 Ah wife, sew on, pray on. hope on,
 Thy life shall not be all forlorn-
 The foe had better ne'er been born,
 Than get in "Stonewalrs way"
 Farewell to the Brigade.
 But Jackson did not keep the rank of brigadier many months he was made a lieutenant general and led division. The story of his parting with his old brigade is told in this most interesting book.
 Before leaving the Army of the Poto- mac Jackson took an affectionate fare well of the troops with whom he had been so long and so intimately connected. On the morning of the 14th of October the gallant 'Stonewall Brigade was drawn up near it's encampment at Cen terville. All the regiments except the Fifth. which was on picket duty, were presenI. Drawn up in close columns. the officers and soldiers who had on the inn mortal Fist of July won such a glory un- der the guidance of their gallant general, stood with sad hearts and sorrowful coun !. tenances to bid him farewell, while thous- ands of troops from other portions of the army stood by In respectful silence In short time General Jackson, accompa- nied by his staff, left his quarters and rode slowly toward the brigade. He was received by them in silence. Until this moment his appearance had never failed to draw from them the most enthusiastic cheers. But now not sound was heard. A deep and painful silence reigned over everything; every heart was full. And this silence was more eloquent than cheers could have been.
 AS they neered the center of the field the staff halted and the general rode forward slowly to within a few paces of his men. Then, pausing, he gazed for moment wistfully up and down the line. Beneath that calm, quiet exterior of the hero there throbbed a warm, generous heart, and this parting filled it with inexpressible pain. After silence of few moments General Jack son turned to his men and addressed them as follows
 Officers and Soldiers of the First Bri- gade- l am not here to make a speech, but simply to say farewell I first met you at Harper's Ferry in the commence ment of this war, and I cannot take leave of you without giving expression lO ny OI your COnQuCI rom that day to this, whether on the march, the bivouac. the field or on the bloody plains of Manassas, where you gained the well-deserved reputation of having de- cided the battles fate. Throughout the broad extent of country over which you have marched you have shown by your respect for the rights and the property of citizens that you were soldiers, not only to defend, but able and willing both n dafpn6 ha xfa all gained a brilliant and deservedly high reputation throughout the army of the whole Confectionery, and I trust. In the future, by your deeds on the field and by the assistance of the same kind Provi- dence who has heretofore favored your efforts. you will gain more victories and add additional lustre to the reputation which you now enjoy. You have already gained a proud position in the future history of this our second war of inde- pendenea. I shall look with great anxiety to your future movements, and trust whenever I shall hear of the First Bri- gaoe on the field of battle it will be of still nobled deeds achieved and higher reputation won.
 Having uttered these words Jackson paused for moment, and his eye passed slowly along the line, as though he wished to bid farewell individually to ev- cry old familiar face, so often seen in the heat of battle, and so dear to him. The thoughts which crowded upon him seemed more than he could bear-he could not leave them with such formal words only-and that from iron lips, which had never trembled in the hour of deadliest peril, but quivered now. Mastered by an uncomfortable impulse, the great soldier rose in his stirrups threw the reins on the neck of his horse with an emphasis
 
 and extending his arm added in tones of the deepest feeling:
 Tn the army of the Shenandoah you were the First Brigade. In the army of the Potomac you were the First Brigade. In the Second Corps of the army you were the First Brigade. You are the First Brigade In the affections of your general; and I hope by your future deeds and bearing you will be handed down to posterity as the First Brigade In this our second war of independence Fare well.'
 For a moment there was pause, and then there arose cheer after cheer, so wild and thrilling that the very heavens rang with them. Unable to bear calmly such affecting evidence of attachment, General Jackson hastily waved farewell to his men. and gathering up his reins, rode rapidly away"
 Respect in the North.
 Even in the North the strong personal ity of Jackson made itself felt above the bitterness of war, and respect and admi- ration were given him as a most noble foe So 1t is no wonder that the people of the South literally worshiped him, and that his death was the greatest blow that the Confederacy had felt. Here Is the last dispatch which Jackson ever sent, and 1t Is dated at o'clock on the after noon of May 2. 1863: l
 General: The enemy has made a stand at Chancellor's, which is about two miles from Charlottesville. hope as soon as practicable to attack. I trust that an ever kind Providence will bless us with great success. Respectfully. TT. J. JACKSON, Lieut.. Gen. '"The leading division is up and the next two appear to be well closed. "T. J. J." Previous to the battle of Manasses, So says the book, when the troops under Jackson had made a forced march, on halting at night they fell on the ground exhausted and faint. The hour came for setting the watch for the night. The of. ficer of the day went to the generals tent and said: General, the men are completely exhausted and there is not one who Is not sound asleep. Shall wake them?" No" said the general. who had the welfare of his men at heart