hide Sorting

You can sort these results in two ways:

By entity
Chronological order for dates, alphabetical order for places and people.
By position (current method)
As the entities appear in the document.

You are currently sorting in ascending order. Sort in descending order.

hide Most Frequent Entities

The entities that appear most frequently in this document are shown below.

Entity Max. Freq Min. Freq
Hardeman Stuart 412 0 Browse Search
J. E. B. Stuart 370 0 Browse Search
Stonewall Jackson 293 3 Browse Search
Fitz Lee 279 23 Browse Search
Virginia (Virginia, United States) 172 0 Browse Search
Jeb Stuart 154 4 Browse Search
Jack Mosby 150 0 Browse Search
Manassas, Va. (Virginia, United States) 128 0 Browse Search
Richmond (Virginia, United States) 124 0 Browse Search
Beauregard 110 16 Browse Search
View all entities in this document...

Browsing named entities in a specific section of John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War.. Search the whole document.

Found 157 total hits in 34 results.

1 2 3 4
Culpeper, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
ountain, but when Jackson appeared in front, they broke and fled. The Corporal followed, and marched after them through Culpeper; through the Rappahannock too; and to Manassas. A hard fight there; two hard fights; and then with swollen and bleedingre excellent. It has drawn blood, as the following historic anecdote will show. The ex-Corporal was travelling through Culpeper with two mounted servants. He and his retinue were hungry; they could purchase no food whatever. At every house short lent supper. This incident he related to me with immoral exultation. It is known in the family as the Engagement in Culpeper. Bumpo was greatly pleased with the cavalry, and learned fast. He displayed an unerring instinct for discovering fieo! at your old tricks, I see. Shoat has always been your weakness, you know, from the period of the famous Engagement in Culpeper, where you slew one of these inoffensive animals. But here, I confess, there are extenuating circumstances. For a shoa
Charles City (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
n Hill, and was treated once more to that symphony — an old tune now — the roar of cannon. The swamp air had made him deadly sick-him, the mountain born-and, he says, he could scarcely stand up, and was about to get into an ambulance. But well men were doing so, and the soul of Bumpo revolted from the deed. He gripped his musket with obstinate clutch, and stayed where he was-shooting as often as possible. We chatted about the battle when I rode to see him, in front of the gunboats, in Charles City; and, though poorly, the Corporal was gay and smiling. He had got something to eat, and his spirits had consequently risen. Fall in! came as we were talking, and Bumpo marched. Soon thereafter, I met the Corporal in the city of Richmond, whither he had come on leave. I was passing through the Capitol Square, when a friendly voice hailed me, and behold! up hastened Bumpo! He was jacketless, but gay; possessor of a single shirt, but superior to all the weaknesses of an absurd c
Winchester, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
He fought through all the great campaigns there, and wore out many pairs of shoes in the ranks of the Foot Cavalry. At Kernstown he had just fired his gun, and as he exclaimed By George! I got him that time! received a ball which tore his coat-sleeve to pieces, and numbed his wrist considerably. He regards himself as fortunate, however, and says Kernstown was as hot as any fight he has seen. Thereafter, more marching. He had been back to the Fairfax country, where I saw him two or three ey march, he says, was a hard one; no blankets, no rations, no fire, but a plenty of snow. I saw him on his return at Winchester, and compared notes. The weather was bad, but Bumpo's spirits good. He had held on to his musket, remaining a high pre, however; and with this in his pocket, the Corporal went home to rest a while. I think this tremendous tramp from Winchester to Manassas, by way of Richmond, caused Corporal Bumpo to reflect. His feet were swollen, and his mind absorbed. He d
Cedar Mountain (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
brave, true hearts, seemed to think that they ought to, too. I linger too long in these by-ways of the Corporeal biography, but remember that I write for the gay youth's grandchildren. They will not listen coldly to these little familiar details. From Richmond the Corporal marched northward again. This time he was destined to traverse new regions. The Rapidan invited him, and he proceeded thither, and, as usual, got into a battle immediately. He says the enemy pressed hard at Cedar mountain, but when Jackson appeared in front, they broke and fled. The Corporal followed, and marched after them through Culpeper; through the Rappahannock too; and to Manassas. A hard fight there; two hard fights; and then with swollen and bleeding feet, Bumpo succumbed to fate, and sought that haven of rest for the weary soldier — a wagon not until he had his surgeon's certificate, however; and with this in his pocket, the Corporal went home to rest a while. I think this tremendous tramp
Cross Keys (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
ding with me since, he has recalled many tender memories of these objects. Under that tree there, he lay down to rest in the shade on a hot July day. On that stone he sat, overcome with weariness, one afternoon of snowy December. There's the road we fell back on! Yonder is the hollow where we advanced! Consequent conclusion on the part of Private Bumpo that he has graduated in the geography of that portion of his native State. The lowland invited him to visit its sandy roads, after Cross Keys. The stones of the Valley were exchanged for the swampy soil of the Chickahominy. On the morning of the battle of Cold Harbour, I saw a brigade in the pine woods as I passed, and inquiring what one it was, found it was Bumpo's. I found the brave youth in charming spirits as ever; and surrounded by his good comrades, lying on the pine-tags, he told me many things in brief words. Bumpo, like his brave companions, had the air of the true soldier-cheerful, prone to jest, and ready for
Alexandria (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
tired of it. When such numbers would be willing to compromise the quarrel — to abandon the journey through the wilderness to Canaan-and return a-hungered to the fleshpots of Egypt! Such, in rapid outline, is the military career of my friend. I said in the beginning that he was a representative man. Is he not? I think that he represents a great and noble race to the lifethe true-hearted youths of the South. They have come up from every State and neighbourhood; from the banks of the Potomac and the borders of the Gulf. They laid down the school-book to take up the musket. They forgot that they were young, and remembered only that their soil was invaded. They were born in all classes of the social body. The humble child of toil stood beside the young heir of an ancient line, and they lived and fared alike. One sentiment inspired them in common, and made them brethren-love for their country and hatred of her enemies. Their faces were beardless, but the stubborn resoluti
Virginia (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
and no worse, often better. No hardships made them quail. They were cheerful and high-spirited, marching to battle with a gay and chivalric courage, which was beautiful and inspiring to behold. When they survived the bloody contest they laughed gaily, like children, around the camp fire at night. When they fell they died bravely, like true sons of the South. I have seen them lying dead upon many battle-fields; with bosoms torn and bloody, but faces composed and tranquil. Fate had done her worst, and the young lives had ended; but not vainly has this precious blood been poured out on the land. From that sacred soil shall spring up courage, honour, love of country, knightly faith, and truth-glory, above all, for the noble land, whose very children fought and died for her! So ends my outline sketch of the good companion of many hours. Send him back soon, O Carolina, to his motherland Virginia, smiling, hearty, gay and happy, as he left her borders! Ainsi soit-il!
United States (United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
re swollen, and his mind absorbed. He determined to try the cavalry. Succeeding, with difficulty, in procuring a transfer, he entered a company of the Cavalry Division under Major-General Stuart, whose dashing habits suited him; and no sooner had he done so than his habitual luck attended him. On the second day he was in a very pretty little charge near Aldie. The Corporal-now private again-got ahead of his companions, captured a good horse, and supplied himself, without cost to the Confederate States, with a light, sharp, well balanced sabre. Chancing to be in his vicinity I can testify to the gay ardour with which the ex-Corporal went after his old adversaries, no longer on foot, and even faster than at the familiar double quick. His captured horse was a good one; his sabre excellent. It has drawn blood, as the following historic anecdote will show. The ex-Corporal was travelling through Culpeper with two mounted servants. He and his retinue were hungry; they could purchase
Aldie (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
a while. I think this tremendous tramp from Winchester to Manassas, by way of Richmond, caused Corporal Bumpo to reflect. His feet were swollen, and his mind absorbed. He determined to try the cavalry. Succeeding, with difficulty, in procuring a transfer, he entered a company of the Cavalry Division under Major-General Stuart, whose dashing habits suited him; and no sooner had he done so than his habitual luck attended him. On the second day he was in a very pretty little charge near Aldie. The Corporal-now private again-got ahead of his companions, captured a good horse, and supplied himself, without cost to the Confederate States, with a light, sharp, well balanced sabre. Chancing to be in his vicinity I can testify to the gay ardour with which the ex-Corporal went after his old adversaries, no longer on foot, and even faster than at the familiar double quick. His captured horse was a good one; his sabre excellent. It has drawn blood, as the following historic anecdote
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3.29
a fine new, shiny one which I had purchased, at only fifteen times its original cost, from a magnanimous shop-keeper of Richmond; and this I offered to Bumpo. But he refused it-clinging to his plainer and better one, but slenderly stocked with cra risen. Fall in! came as we were talking, and Bumpo marched. Soon thereafter, I met the Corporal in the city of Richmond, whither he had come on leave. I was passing through the Capitol Square, when a friendly voice hailed me, and behold! that I write for the gay youth's grandchildren. They will not listen coldly to these little familiar details. From Richmond the Corporal marched northward again. This time he was destined to traverse new regions. The Rapidan invited him, and pocket, the Corporal went home to rest a while. I think this tremendous tramp from Winchester to Manassas, by way of Richmond, caused Corporal Bumpo to reflect. His feet were swollen, and his mind absorbed. He determined to try the cavalry. Su
1 2 3 4