The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1907-11-03
General VIM. II. L. Wallace

General W. H. L Wallace was the
hero of the battle of Shiloh. He was
the only general killed of the Union
side and was the one in command OF
the Hornets Nest" where the most
desperate fighting on that bloody field
was done. 1t was owing to the stub
born resistance of his division and that
of General Prentiss that the Confed-
crate army was kept from getting
between General Grant and the land
ing, thus saving the army from utter
rout in the first days battle.
Mrs. General Wallace will be rem
embered by many friends here who met
her when spending two years on Maui
in the early sos with her brother,
Senator Dickey.
The following extracts referring TO
the death of the general are taken
| from the Patriotic Instruction to
Schools issued this year to the teachers
by the superintendent of schools of the
| State of Illinois.
| General w. H. L. Wallace attained
the rank of brigadier general in April
| 1862. and was man of such promise
| that General Grant said of him in 1859.
| Had General Wallace not been killed
at Shiloh. 1 would not be here He
| was the hero of the battle of Shiloh
and he gave his precious life for the
country early in the war.
1.-The following letter of Mrs. Wal
lace to friend gives US a vivid idea
Il rE IL,
of our present peace, prosperity and
happiness. Mrs. Wallace had been
written by her husband that her re-
quest to visit him could not be granted
i as orders had been issued to permit
no woman to enter the lines; but she
was impressed by a feeling, amount
ing to conviction, that she must go to
him. She overcame seemingly insur-
mountable obstacles and arrived at
Pittsburg Landing while the battle
was raging. She helped to care for the
wounded as they were brought on
board the boat. She tells the rest of
the story. The letter was kindly fur
nished by Miss Isabel Wallace, |
daughter of the general.
MRS. VILLAGES LETTER.
go The lower deck of our boat and |
that of others were used to ferry the |
reinforcements over. Over and back, |
over and back, we moved. I was ear
nestly watching these scenes, more |
hopeful than most around me. Elder |
Button came up the steps with a worn, |
depressed look, he came near me |
and a little behind me, and said, This /
is an awful battle 1 replied, Yes, but |
these fresh men will still win the day.
He replied, You have a great many
relations on the field today, you can
not hope to see them all come in safe
answered, They all came safely
through Donelson, and today my hus-
band is in command of a division and
is comparatively safe He replied from
behind my shoulder. Tt is an awful
battle Raising my eyes to the /
face of Harley who sat in front of me
and whose countenance reflected hor-
ror as he gazed full in the face of
Elder Button, the dread truth fell up ]
on my heart like thunderbolt, like
the cold hand of steel. /
Words needed not to tell it; twas be-
fore me! I was stunned. chilled, almost
paralyzed. Suffering came hours after II
ward. Very soon Cyrus Their brotherl
came to me, self-charged with the
luly Oh lelIlnS me my uIe hau beeh
1arkened. He was spared the task, his !
work was already done. He gave me
some of the details. Wits division [
was falling back under orders and in
order he leading them. They had been
outfianked by the enemy and at the
time were under a heavy cross
fire of rebel musketry. Cyrus had just
directed Wits attention to some move !
If the enemy and he raised in his stir Y
rups apparently to see better; but /
shot reached him and he fell upon his {
ACE to the ground. Cyrus and /
an orderly Zone who had love Wild t
carried him, whom they supposed dead. /
over a quarter of a mile. They had /
passed by their own lines and the