The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1904-11-16

2rt up and come out, that some one
w:shc! [" see ne. Half awake. stag.
gered out, and found myself face to
face with General Lee and his staff.
Their fresh uniforms, bright equip
ments and veil groomed horses con
trasted SO forcibly with the war.worn
appearance of our command that was
completely dazeo. 1t took me a mo.
ment or two to realize what it all
meant, but when | saw my fathers
loving eyes and smile it became clear
to me that he had ridden by to see
If was safe and to ask bow was
getting along. remember how curl
ously those with him gazed at me, and
l am sure that it must have struck
them az very odd that such dirty,
ragged, unkempt youth could have
been the son of this grand looking,
victorious commander.
Continuing Captain Lee says:
When | again saw my father, he
rode a: the head Of Longstreet mon
on the field Of Manassas, and we of
Jackson's corps, hard pressed for two
days, welcomed him and the divisions
which followed him, with great cheers.
The rife guns from our battery had
been detached and sent to join Long
streets advance artillery, under Cen
eral Stephen d. Lee, moving into ac-
tion on our right. I was No. at one
OF these guns. We advanced rapidly
from hill to hill, firing as fast as we
could, trying to keep ahead of our gal
liant comrades, just arrived. AS we
were ordered to cease firing from the
last position we took, and the breath
less cannoneers we're leaning on their
guns, General Lee and his staff gal
loped up, and from this point oe van
tage scanned the movements of the
enemy and of our forces. The Gen
eral reined in Traveler-close by my
gun, not fifteen feet from me.
looked at them all some few minutes,
and then went up and spoke to Cap
tain Mason of the staff, who had not
the slightest idea who I was. Wacn
ne found me cut he was greatly
amused, and introduced me to several
others, whom l already knew. My
appearance was even less progresses
ing than when l had met my father at
Cold Harbor, for had been marching
night aud day for four days, with no
opportunity to wash myself or my
clothes; my face and hands were
blackened with powder sweat, and the
few garments l had on were ragged
and stained with the red soil of that
section. When the general, after a
moment or two dropped his glass to
his side, and turned to his staff, Cap
tain Mason said:
General, here is some one who
wants to speak to you
The general, seeing a much -bvgrim
ed artillery man, sponge staff in hand ,
said
"Well, my man, what can do for
your"
I replied:
why, general, don't you know
me?' and he, Of course, at once rec.
ogniEed me, and was very much anus
ed OF my appearance and most glad to
see that I was safe and we'll. j. r-.
| We, OF the ranks, used to have 'onr
opinions on all subjects. The apmies,
their genersls and their maneuvers
were freely discussed. If there was
one point on which the entire army
was unanimous-1 speak of the rank
and file-it was that we were not in
the least afraid Of General Pope, but
were perfectly sure Of whipping him
whenever We could meet him. The
passages l quote here from two of
General Lees letters indicate that
this feeling had possibly have extend
ed to our officers. In letter to my
mother, from near Richmond, dated
July %, 1862, he says:
g. When gnu write to Bob,
tell MIN 10 cateh Pope for me, and
also bring in his cousin, Louis Mar
shall, who, am told, is on his staff.
l could forgive the latter's fighting
against US, but not his joining
Pope"
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