Jefferson jimplecute. (Jefferson, Tex.) 1907-1926, 1909-06-11
SKETCH OF HISTORY.
The First Texas Regiment Hoods Brigade, A.
N. Va by Geo. T. Todd Capt.
Com'ylA. LIST Texas.
IcBApTER vi CONTINUED

was here out at the head of the First Texas reg
hat Lee started to lead the charge in person
I known steed, old ''Mavelles. - Capt. Jim Har
en- a field officer and many of the men of the re
caught Gen. Lees bride and refused to advan
rode to the rear. John r. Thompson tells it
"Dawn of pleasant morning in May
Broke thro' the Wilderness cool and gray,
While perched in the taest trees the birds
Were carolng '.Mendessohn's song without Words
"For from the haunt of men remote
The brook brawled on with liquid note;
And Nature all tranquil and lovely
The smile of Spring as in Eden of yore
Little by little as daylight increased
And deepened the roseate flush in the East
Little by little did morning reveal
Two long and glittering lines of steel.
''Where two hundred thousand bayonets CLEAN
Tipped with the light of the earliest beam
And the faces are sullen and grim to see
In the hostile armies of Grant and Lee.
''All of sudden, ere rose the Sun,
Pealed on the silence the opening guns:
A little white puff of smoke then came,
And the thickets were wreathed in flame.
'Yet louder the thunder of battle roared-
Yet deadiier fire on the columns poured;
Slaughter Internal rode with Despair
Furies twain thro the the smoky air.
"Not far away in the saddle then sat
grey headed in black SLOUGH hat
Not much moved by the fire was he
Calm and resolute, Robert E. Lee.
"Quck and watchful he kept his eye
On Hoods old rebel brigade close by.
In reserve he was standing (and dying) at ease,
Where the tempest of wrath toppled the trees.
'The grand old grey beard rode to the space,
Where Death and his victims stood face to face,
And silently waved his old SLOUGH hat
A world of meaning there in that.
t.Folow me Texans, we'll save the day
. This was what he seemed to say,
And to the light of his glorious eye
The bold h@ e thts made reply
"'Wewur forward, ibut you must go back, So
And theEP 9ed not one inch in the perous track.
y sMasse~ the rear, and we'll send 'em to hell
Then& bseund of battle was lost in their yell.
Turning his bride, Robert E. Lee
Rode to the rear. Like the waves of the sea,
Bursting the dykes in their overflow,
Madly his veterans rushed on the foe!
And backward in terror the fellows driven,
Their banners rent, their columns rven.
Wherever the tide of battle rolled
Over the Wilderness, wood and void
"Sunset out of crimson sky
Streamed DER field of rudder dye
And the brook with purple stain
From the blood of ten thousand foemen slain
Seasons have passed since that day and year,
Again DER the pebbles that brook runs clear
And the field in richer green is dressed,
Where the dead of that terrible conflict rest.
FLUSHED is the roll of the southern drums,
Her sabres sheathed and cannons are dumb;
And fate with honoring hand has furled
The flag that once challenged the gaze of the world.
"But the fame of that Wilderness fight abides,
And down into history grandy rides,
Calm and unmoved as in battle he sat,
The grey bearded man in the black SLOUGH hat"
n. Jenkins was killed, and Gen. Longstreet bad
ID within miles of where Jackson fell, and stran
by the fire of our own men as Jackson was.
e. morning of the next day, with his left viii
and shattered, Gen. Grant had disappeare
ee's front in rapid rush east, towards Spotsy
J. 81. to flank his right. But when he near'
ace he found Lee again confronting him, al
'ur days of bloody assaults, the most terrible
was at 'the bloody angle" Grant was repulsed
,oint, and again moved East and South to the he
of the Ghickahominv towards Mel leans old lin