Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-11-25
Misssllausaus &saaing.
DEATH OF sroNEwALL JACKSON
Tragic End of Confederate Leader,
Slain by His Own Men.

Inc moon was coming up. sue s1i~
vered the Wilderness about Dowdalrs
Tavern. She made pallor around
the group Of staff and field officers
gathered beside the road. Her light
glinted on Stonewall Jackson's sabre.
and on the worn braid Of the old for
age cap. nSH ~IIl a
The clamor about Chancellorsville,
where, in hot haste, Hooker made dis
positions, streamed east and west,
meeting and blending westward with
a like distraction of forming COM
mands, of battle lines made in the
darkness, among thickets. The moon
was high, but not observed. Behind
him Capt. wilbourne Of the signal
corps, two aides and several couriers.
Jackson rode along the plank road.
There was a regiment drawn across
this way through the wilderness. on
the road and In the woods on either
hand. In places in the wilderness the
scrub that fearfully burned the next
day and the next was even now afire,
and gave, though uncertainty and
dimly, a certain illumination. BY 1t
the regiment was perceived. 1t SEEM
ed composed OF tall ana shadowy men.
what troops are these 2" asked the
general. feF sc. q
Lanes North Carolinians, sir, the
18TH. rs
AS he passed the regiment started to
cheer. He shook his head. 5i, .yt
Don't men. We want quiet now"
A very few hundred yards from Chan
cellorsville he checked Little Sorrel
The horse stood. fore feet planted.
Horse and rider they stood and listen
ed. Hooker's reserves were up. About
the Chancellor House, on the Chan
ceilorsville ridge. they were throwing
up intrenchments. They were digging
the earth with bayonets, they were
heaping it up with their hands.
Turning Little Sorrel, he rode back
along the plank road toward his own
lines. The light of the bur /, g brush
had sunken. The cannon smoke float
ing In the air, the very thick woods
made all things obscure.
Stonewall Jackson came toward the
carolinians. He rode quickly past the
dark shell Of house sunken among
the pines. There were with him sew
en- or eight persons. The horses hoofs
made trampling on the plank road.
The woods were deep, the obscurity
great. Suddenly out of the brush rang
a shot, an accidentally discharged RI
fie. Some gray soldier among Lanes
tensely waiting ranks spoke from the
core of fearful dream: Yankee cav
alry?p u 4.
.Fire!" called an officer of the 18th
North Carolina
The volley, striking diagonaliy
across the road, emptied several sad
dies. Stonewall Jackson. the aides
and Wilbourne wheeled to the left.
dug spur and would have plunged into
the road. '.Firel' cried the Carolin-
ians, dressed to the left Of the road.
and fred. ....-.... ..,..
Little Sorrel, maddened, dashed into
the wood. An oak bow struck his
rider, almost bearing him from the
saddle. With his right hand. from
which the blood was streaming. In
which a stray bullet was imbedded,
he caught the bride. managed to turn
the agonized brute into the road again.
There seemed wild sound, q confu-
sion Of voices. Some one had stopped
the firing. my God, men! You are
firing into us!" In the road were the
aides. They caught the rein, stopped
the horse. Wilbourne puts up his
arms. General! General! You are
not hurt? Hold there! Morrison
Leigh"
They laid him on the ground be-
meath the pines and they fired the
brushwood for a light. One rode on
for DIR. Mcclure and another with a
penknife cut away the sleeve from
the left arm, through which had gone
two bullets. A mounted man came at
a gallop and threw himself from his
horse. 1t was A. P. Hill. ..-..
General, general! You are not
much hurt?" a+
Eyes, think I am" said Stonewall
Jackson. "And my wounds are from
my own men,"
The aides lifted the wounded gen.
eral. mo one" said Hill, must tell
the troops who was wounded" The
other opened his eyes. "Tell them sim
ply that you have wounded officer.
Gen. Hill, you are in command now.
Press right on"
A litter was found and brought and
Stonewall Jackson was laid upon It,
The little procession moved toward
Dowdall's Tavern. A shot pierced the
arm of one Of the bearers, loosening
his hold on the litter. 1t tilted. The
general fell heavily to the ground, in
turing afresh the wounded limb, strik-
ing and bruising the side. They rails
ed him, pale now and silent, and al
last they struggled through the wood
to a little clearing.
On May 5th, Stonewall Jackson was
carefully moved from the Wilderness
to Guiney's Station. Here was large
old residence-the Chandler house
with a sweep Of grass and trees; about
Il one or two small buildings. The
great house was filed, crowded to Its
doors with wounded soldiers, so they
laid Stonewall Jackson in rude cab
in among the trees. The left arm had
been amputated in the field hospital.
He was thought to be doing we'll. AT
daylight on Thursday he had his ply
sician called. "I am suffering great
pain" he said. See what is the mat
ter with me-" And presently, us 1t
pneumonia"
That afternoon his wife came. He
was aroused to speak to her, greet her
with love, then sank into something
like a stupor. There were times when
he was slightly delirious. He gave or
H. ebo1nu nf fha old voice