Amador ledger. (Jackson, Amador County, Calif.) 1875-19??, 1907-08-30
AMENORYOF THE WAR
AN Old Soldiers Story of the Bat
tie of Yellow Tavern.
JEB sTUART's LAST FIGHT.

''The most brilliant charge I ever
witnessed was made by Custer at the
battle of Yellow Tavern. said an cid
Confederate cavalryman. ut was
near the beginning of what historians
now call the Wilderness campaign.
81 was with Jeb Stuart, General
Fitz Lees division. Wickham's bri-
gade and Phil Sheridan's troops were
hanging on us like pack of hungry
wolves, nipping us at every turn.
I'VE left Hanover Junction about
o'clock one night and reached Yellow
morning. We hadn't more than halted
at the Tavern when up comes Sheridan
and tries to drive us out. 1t was a
pretty tough struggle, a hand to hand
fight, and we fell back from the Tav-
ern, but held cur position on the tele-
graph road leading to Richmond.
was with the battery on the extreme
left wing and it was about o'clock
in the afternoon when orders came for
the whole division, except the First
ginians. to dismount.
at did seem good, 1 can tell you,
after so many hours in the saddle, to
stretch out on the ground and take
a smoke-that is, all who had anything
to smoke. There was just one pipeful
among that whole battery, and the
boy who owned it passed it down the
line, and each man took his turn puff
ing at it. When it was gone we all
began to speculate on what deviltry
Sheridan would be up to next and
how Jeb Stuart would head him off.
1t wasn't long before some fellow
wished for drink of water.
'You know how it is. When one man
wishes for water the whole company
begins to swear they are dying of
thirst Jack Saunders and 1 took a
bunch of canteens and started over the
hill to a spring that he had seen that
morning. 1 was on my hands and knees
over the spring when 1 heard Saun-
ders' grunt of surprise.
'There, only few hundred yards
away, was considerable body of cav
airy. Sure that it was our right wing,
I wondered to see them mounted and
in ranks. Just then the voice of an Of
fcer rang out:
Cavalry Attention! Draw saberr
"The entire line moved forward at a
quick walk, and as the officer wheeled
his horse I saw his face. My God, it
was Custer! The situation came to
Saunders and me like a fash. We
threw down the canteens and started
back to the battery on a dead run.
'Trot! Clusters voice rang out
again. Then he shouted, Charged
with wild cheers, his cavalry dash
ed forward in a sweeping gallop, at
lacking our entire left wing at the
same time. We saw our battery taken,
our line broken and our men running
like sheep. Saunders and 1 had but one
thought-to join our fleeing company
AS we reached the telegraph road
above the din of the battle heard Jeb
Stuart'S voice. There he was, making
a stand with handful of men around
him.
ut seemed but moment before Gus
ter's troops We're coming back as fast
as they had gone forward They had
met the First Virginians. We greeted
them with the rebel yell and the last
charge in our weapons. Jeb Stuart
cheered us on-ah, how he cheered US!
1 gave them my last shot and was fol-
lowing with my weapon dubbed when
l saw a man who had been dismounted
and was running out turn as he pass
ed our rally and fire his pistol.
"Jeb Stuart swayed in his saddle. It
was only for moment; then his voice
rang out, cheering his struggling
troops. The enemy rallied just across
the road and fired a volley into the
little band gathered around Jeb Stuart.
His horse spfang forward, with a
scream of agony, and sank down on its
knees. As we lifted the general off
the young officer who was helping me
exclaimed:
My God, general, you are wounded!
Your clothes are soaked with blood!
You must leave the field, sir!'
mo- General Stuart answered; I
will not leave until victory is assured
Get me another horse
eWhen 1 returned with the horse
he was seated with his back against a
tree, and when he tried to get up,
weakened by loss of blood, he sank
back again.
Go! he commanded us. I am done
for. Fitz Lee needs every man. L
order you to go
"'We cannot obey that order, gen.
eral,' the young officer told him, and
I'll never forget the look that came
over his face when he faced the gen.
eral. We must carry you to place
of safety, however the battle goes
1t must not go against U.S., Stuart
replied, and the thought seemed to put
fresh vigor in his body. You must
put me on my horse and keep me there
My men must not know that 1 am
wounded
eve lifted him on his horse, and,
mounting our own, we held him in his
saddle. When the tide of the battle
turned, supported between us, he made
last effort to rally his fleeing troops.
600 back, menp he cried. Go back,
men! Go back and do your duty?
1--WE felt him sway in his saddle. The
young officer turned our horses heads
to the rear, and we carried our fainting
general from the field, still holding him
upright in the saddle. That was Jeb
Stuart's last battle and Clusters most
brilliant CHARGE Washington Post.
The Conductor Courteous.
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