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urring down the road at full speed. They overtook it, mastered the gunners and turned the horses out of the press. In the deepening twilight, he turned to thank the company, and found it composed of three of his own men, two Tiger rifles, a Washington artilleryman, three dismounted cavalry of the Legion, a doctor, a quartermaster's clerk, and the Rev. Chaplain of the First--! This was but a specimen of the style of the pursuit. There was but little cavalry-one regiment under Lieutenant-Colonel Stuart and a few single companies. No one brigade could be collected in anything like order; night was deepening and the enemy's flight was approaching what was reasonably supposed to be his reserve. Under these circumstances it was apparent that prudence, if not necessity, dictated calling in the pursuit by the disordered troops. General Bonham--the ranking officer in front-saw this plainly; and on his own authority gave the order that appeared most proper to him. I never heard that,
the high pitch necessary for the prolonged note of war that was soon to sound so near them. Just a month after the repulse of the iron-clads from Drewry's Bluff, the bold and daring Pamunkey raid still further aided in this effect. General J. E. B. Stuart had by his successful conduct of the cavalry, no less than by his personal gallantry, worked his way from the colonelcy he held at Manassas to a major-generalcy of all that arm of the Virginia army. He had gained the confidence of Generably seconded by his brigadiers, Jeb Stuart was expected to do great deeds in the coming campaign. Information being desired of the enemy on certain points, he volunteered to obtain it. With the advice and direction of the commanding-general, Stuart started from Richmond; made his reconnaissance; penetrated to the White House on the Pamunkey and burned the depot there; whipped the enemy's cavalry wherever he met them; and, making a complete circuit of the Federal rear, with all his captured
own critical position; and, on the night of August 28th, he made a masterly flank movement that put him in possession of the old battle-field of Manassas plains; at the same time opening his communications with Lee's advance. In all this, General Stuart gave most efficient aid both in beating back heavy attacks of the enemy's cavalry, and in keeping Jackson advised of the course of Pope's retreat-or advance, as it might be called — from Warrenton to Manassas. By the 29th of August, Longsover 7,000 prisoners-paroled on the field-and his admitted total loss of 28,000 men. New glories, too, shone around the names of Lee, Jackson, Longstreet, Hood, Kemper and Jenkins; and the efficient aid and splendid fighting of the cavalry of Stuart, Hampton and Bev Robinson, here proved that arm to have reached its point of highest efficiency. The heart of the South, still throbbing with triumph after the Seven Days and their bright corollary of Cedar Mountain, went up in one wild throb
Margaret Preston, James Overall, Harry Lyndon Flash and Frank Ticknor had already become household words in the South, where they will live forever. Wherever his people read anything, the classic finish of his Latane, the sweet caress of his Stuart and the bugle-blast of his Coercion and Word with the West, had assured John R. Thompson's fame. The liltful refrain of Maryland, my Maryland echoed from the Potomac to the Gulf; and the clarion-call James R. Randall so nobly used-There's life iner poets. Dirges for the great dead became a popular form, in which the spirit of southern song poured itself out. I had in my collection no fewer than forty-seven monodies and dirges on Stonewall Jackson; some dozens on Ashby and a score on Stuart. Some of these were critically good; all of them high in sentiment; but Flash's Jackson --heretofore quoted, when noting that irremediable loss-stands incomparably above the rest. Short, vigorous, completely rounded-it breathes that high spirit
melon, The Chickahominy by, He stuck in his spade, then a long while delayed, And cried What a brave general am I! Or this, embalming the military cant of the day: Henceforth, when a fellow is kicked out of doors, He need never resent the disgrace; But exclaim, ‘ My dear sir, I'm eternally yours, For assisting in changing my base!’ Perhaps no pen, or no brush, in all the South limned with bolder stroke the follies, or the foibles, of his own, than did that of Innes Randolph, of Stuart's Engineer staff; later to win national fame by his Good old Rebel song. Squib, picture and poem filled Randolph's letters, as brilliant flashes did his conversation. On Mr. Davis proclaiming Thanksgiving Day, after the unfortunate Tennessee campaign, Randolph versified the proclamation, section by section, as sample: For Bragg did well. Ah! who could tell What merely human mind could augur, That they would run from Lookout Mount, Who fought so well at Chickamauga! Round many a sm
Chapter 36: the land of darkness and the Shadow of death. Comparison of numbers the ratio of loss the process of attrition Stuart's last fight the river approaches Beauregard bottles Butler Grant sits down before Petersburg Swapping with boot feeling of the southern people the lines in Georgia military chess ed over the North and South Anna, damaging the railroads at Beaver Dam and Ashland stations. Thence he moved toward Richmond, but was met at Yellow Tavern by General Stuart with a small body of his cavalry and a hastily-collected force of infantry. A sharp engagement resulted in forcing the enemy off; when he passed down the James to Turkey Island, where he joined Butler's forces. But the fight had one result far more serious to the South-the Death of General J. E. B. Stuart--the gallant and popular leader of Confederate cavalry; so ill to be spared in those days of watchful suspense to come, when General Lee keenly felt the loss of the eyes of the ar