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house to the tender mercies (?) of soldiers, but she As we approached Col. Carter's house, we could finally joined us in the basement. A few minutes scarcely walk without stepping on dead or dying later there was a crash! and down came a deluge of men. We could hear the cries of the wounded, of dust and gravel. The usually placid face of our which Col. Carter's house was full to overflowing. old black mammy, now thoroughly frightened, ap- As I entered the front door, I heard a poor fellow peared on the scene. She said a cannon ball had giving his sympathetic comrades a dying message torn a hole in the side of the meat house and brok- for his loved ones at home. We went through the en her wash kettle to pieces.

She left the supper

hall, and were shown into a little room where a on the stove and fled precipitately into the cellar. soft light revealed all that was mortal of the gifted

After that, the only way we could get anything young genius, Theo Carter, who under the pseudoto eat was by sending a guard, who was in the yard, nym of “Mint Julep,” wrote such delightful letters to the kitchen after it. The patter of the bullets to the Chattanooga Rebel. Bending over him, begon the blinds was anything but soothing. The in- ging for just one word of recognition, was his faithcessant booming of cannon and the rattle of the ful and heartbroken sister. The night before the guns continued until midnight, then the firing grad- battle he had taken supper at Mr. Green Neely's ually ceased; we, of course, were in ignorance of (the father of our postmaster), and was in a perfect who was in possession of the place, but all the ecstacy of joy at the thought of seeing his family while hoping and praying that it might be our boys. on the morrow, from whom he had been separated

About one o'clock we thought the town was be- so long. But alas! when the morrow came, that ing reduced to ashes, but it turned out to be the active, brilliant brain had been pierced by one of burning of the Odd Fellows Hall on the square. the enemy's bullets; he was carried home and minAbout four o'clock we heard the tramping of feet istered to by those faithful sisters, and died, I think, and the sound of voices. Our hearts jumped into without ever having spoken a word. our mouths, and what joy when we learned that our From this sad scene, we passed on to a locust own soldiers were in possession of the town! We thicket, and men in every conceivable position could first learned it from the men who carried Col. Sam be seen, some with their fingers on the triggers, Shannon, who had been wounded, to his sister's and death struck them so suddenly they didn't move. house, our next door neighbor. Our men were in Past the thicket we saw trenches dug to receive as possession of the town! We didn't stand on cere

many as ten bodies. On the left of the pike, around monies" getting out of the cellar. Our doors were the old gin house, men and horses were lying so thrown wide open, and in a few minutes a big fire thick that we could not walk. Gen. Adam's horse was burning in the parlor. The first man to enter was lying stark and stiff upon the breastworks. was Gen. Wm. Bate, all bespattered with mud and Ambulances were being filled with the wounded as blackened with powder, but a grand and glorious fast as possible, and the whole town was turned soldier under it all. I will not attempt to picture into a hospital. the meeting between him and my father, who had Instead of saying lessons at school the day after been a life-long friend. Next came Gen. Tom Ben- the battle, I watched the wounded men being carton Smith, with the impersonation of a chival- ried in. ric, gallant soldier, wearing under the mud and Our house was full as could be; from morning dirt his recent hard-earned honors. Poor fellow, until night we made bandages and scraped linen how short lived were his joys! A cruel sabre cut at lint with which to dress the wounds, besides makNashville forever dethroned his reason, and he is ing jellies and soups with which to nourish them. now in a Tennessee Asylum for the insane.

The times were not without their romances. Only Space fails me to mention the long list of friends a short time afterward a handsome young Missouri who came that day and received our warmest wel- surgeon, in charge of one of the hospitals, married come. I shall mention what a reproof my sisters one of our most prominent young ladies. Another received from some of their soldier sweethearts. Missourian, who was wounded here, and was so popuAn uncle of ours, who made his home in New York lar with the girls, married also. A young soldier city, during the previous summer had my sisters who was an artist, met on the field one of our young to visit him, and, of course, they replenished their ladies, who was also of an artistic turn of mind, and wardrobes while there. On the morning after the the year following they were married. battle they wanted to compliment their soldier friends by “looking their best," so they put on

THE FLAG OF THE FLORIDA BATTERY. their prettiest dresses. The soldiers were so unaccustomed to seeing stylish new dresses, that they Col. W. T. Stockton, of the Florida Brigade, actually doubted their loyalty, .thought they should wrote a poem about this flag. It was used by the have on homespum dresses instead of "store clothes." Marion Light Artillery in the battle of Richmond,

In the afternoon, December 1st, some of us went Kentucky. to the battlefield, to give water and wine to the The material of which the flag was made, as the wounded. All of us carried cups from which to writer has happily shown us in his poem, was a refresh the thirsty. Horrors! what sights that met magnificent crimson shawl presented by Mrs. J. J. our girlish eyes! The dead and wounded lined the Dickison. The rings by which it was attached to Columbia pike for the distance of a mile. In Mrs. the lance were manufactured from jewelry contribuSykes' yard, Gen. Hood sat talking with some of ted by the ladies of Orange Lake, Marion Co., Fla.; his staff officers. I didn't look upon him as a hero, the ferrule being forged from a superb silver comb because nothing had been accomplished that could contributed by Mrs. Dickison, and worn by the fair benefit us.

donor on her bridal night.



The occasion of the following lines was a memorable picture at the battle of Spottsylvania Court House, Va.. May the 12th, 131.' At one time during the engagement, Cien. Ler stood by the head of Traveler,” his favorite horse. The position was one of langer. being right on the crest of a hill, not far from a de-story building, and near the outer edge of a small krove of trees. The writer was an eye witness, and was deeply inpressed with the General's splendidattitude:

Behold that horse! A dappled gray!
I saw him in the month of May,
When wild towers bloomed about his feet,
And sunshine was his mantle meet.

May look upon Lee's noble form,
As there he stood amid the storm,
And did our Dixie Boys command,
Who fought for rights, and home, and land.
No need have we for Northern foe,
Living, or dead, above, below;
We honor those who wore the gray,
And weave for them our last houquet.
We War's arbitrainent accept,

And foenen leave in peace to rest,
But, when their graves are decked and wept,

The North must do it, and Northwest. Away with sickly sentiment! True Southrons never will repent; For “Chartered Rights,” they fought the fight, And still they know their cause was right. Had I but one, or even grant That I'd ten thousand flowers to plant, I'd put them all on Dixie's graves, My Comrades, and our Southern braves.


The shapely head he held up high,
And fire seemed llashing from his eye;
Arched grandly, too, his neck and mane,
And on then fell the slackened rein.
Down from the withers to the tail
The curve was perfect in detail,
While depth of chest, and haunch, and side,
showed where his strength did most reside.
With limb, and hoof, and pastern small.
The body round and plump withal,
No pattern could be perfecter
Than was the form of "Traveler."
Rare model for an artist's skill!-
For brush, or chisel, or for quill!
For there, with muscles strained and tense,
llis mould was sheer magnificence.
Bucephalus was not more gay
In ancient battle's stern array,
Tban was that grand Virginia gray,
That inutely champed his bits that day.
A day of battle, truly, then!
A day of death to many men!
For war a gory drama played,
But "Traveler” was undisinayed.

To my far away home where the laurel tree blooms,

My heart ever turns with a sigh, 'Tis the land of my birth where my ancestors' tombs

Point up to the clear Southern sky. 'Tis the land of the rose, of the myrtle and vine,

Its carpet the moss covered sod; 'Tis the land which with pride I may ever call mine,

A land richly blessed by our God. 'Tis the land of the sun, where the feathery hosts

Sing sweet in their Creator's praise, 'Tis the land from whose glens rise the tangible ghosts,

The memories left of past days. 'Tis the home of the pure and the land of the brave,

The faithful, the true and the just, 'Tis the land on whose breast I would make me my grave,

To rest my inanimate dust.
'Tis the land of the hero, the theme of the bard,

Tho' true that her tlag has been furled,
Yet the deeds of her sons and her face battle scarred

Have challenged the praise of the world. 'Tis the land which hath reared in the temple of fame,

The loftiest pile that we see,
And her sons ever thrill at the sound of that name-

Immortal, invincible Lee!
There a father doth rest where the soft breezes play,

The willows droop over his tomb,
There a mother still grieves for the son far away,

Mid winter and withering gloom.
Take me back, let me ty to the land of my birth,

To rest-never more will I roam,
Let me hold evermore to the dearest on earth,
My mother, my country, my home!

1. S. MORTON. St. Paul, Minn., January 20th, 1895.

Disiounted, and quite near his head,
The right hand to the halter wed,
His rider stood-bold leader he!-
The great, the gallant-Robert Lee.
Broad shoulderedl, tall, stout, and straight,
The left hand down, his look sedate,
He wore a cap and suit of gray,
And gazed, but nothing had to say.
Wbat courtliness in him was seen!
Aye, what nobility of mien !
As there, Iloratius-like, he stood,
The honored, wise, and great, and good.
Great Chieftains had preceded him
With cups of glory to the brim,
But he among them all was Prince,
Unrivalled in the past, or since.
The battle raged around him near;
The clash of arms he saw, could hear,
But, dauntless, he stood out to view,
Though deadly missiles round him flew.
Brave Chief and Charger! Such were they,
In Dixie's hue of martial gray,
And such they will in memory be,
While time and sense remain to me.
Immortal Spottsylvania!!

'Twas on that sacred hill of thine, 'Mid shouts of victory and huzzal,

We saw this picture from the line. Ye artists! paint the signal scene,

Or fashion it in bronze, or stone, That generations, yet unseen,

In all our Sonthlanel's sunny zone, -

Henry Clay Fairman, the gifted editor of the Sunny South, has written a patriotic address in verse, "Have you been true Americans?" It appeared in "Home and Country," illustrated. The editorial in that publication, which is edited by Corporal James Tanner, who, whatever may be his faults, has ever been great-hearted to Confederates, says: “It deserves the attention of every American citizen, whether he be a student or an adept in the political economies which exist --- and must ever continue--in governments of, by, and for the people."

Comrade Fairman was thoughtful enough in the Sunny South to suggest the re-election of the CoxFEDERATE VETERAN as official organ of the brotherhood at Houston, and says “We vote ‘vea'in advance."



(OL. E. T. LEE.

Headquarters Shiloh Battlefield Association, Office of the Secretary, Monticello, Ill., 1895. –The second annual reunion of the Shiloh Battlefield Association, and the survivors of that battle, will be held on the battlefield near Pittsburg Landing, Tenn., April 5th and 6th, 1895. This includes both armies, Confederate under Generals A. S. Johnston and G. T. Beauregard and Federal under Generals U. S. Grant and D. C. Buell.

The survivors meet this year on the 33rd anniversary of the battle under very gratifying circumstances. Congress has passed the bill to purchase the battlefield for a National Memorial Park, like Gettysburg and Chickamauga, and it is very desirous that each regiment, battery and organization that took part in the battle be well represented to assist in marking the various positions their commands held during the battle of April 6th and 7th, 1862. This would greatly assist the Shiloh Commission in locating the monuments and tablets to be erected on the battlefield Park. Many leading officers, who are survivors, are expected to be present and greet their old comrades, April 5th to 6th. The entire Chickamauga Commission has engaged to be present. Col. Lee reports that the Governors of the 21 states that had troops in the battle have been invited, and many of them will be present with leading generals who survive, from both the North and the South, with thousands of the rank and file. Capt. John Clemm, the famous drummer boy, is to be present.

Col. E. T. Lee, of Monticello, Ill., Secretary of Let the members of each organization prepare a

the Shiloh Battlefield Association, was the origimarker, 12 by 20 inches, of some good hard mate- nator of the movement to make the Shiloh battlerial and have the same painted white and the num

field a National Memorial Park. He is a veteran ber of his regiment painted in black letters giving of the Union army, having entered it in July, 1861, this information: The - Regiment Infantry and served over four years in the First Illinois IuBattery, held this position from till

fantry. He was in the battles of Fort Henry, Fort April 6th, 1862.” Col. Lee reports many promi- Donelson, Shiloh, both days' battle, Corinth, Hatchie nent men who are to be present. Among them are

River, Vicksburg and Jackson, Miss. He was Gen. D. C. Buell, Gen. John A. McClernard, Gen.

the march to the sea, and then through the CaroLew Wallace, Gen. B. M. Prentiss, Gen. R. J.

linas. He entered the service in his 16tlı vear, Oglesby, Gen. Joseph Wheeler, Gen. E.C. Walthal,

and was wounded in the right hand and shoulder in Gen. William B. Bate, Senator Isham G. Harris,

that “terrible charge" at the second battle of JackGen. J. R. Chalmers, Col. William Preston Johns

son, Miss., July 12th, 63, when Pugh's Brigade was ton, Maj. Cable Breckinridge, Col. A. C. Water

almost annihilated. He has made a study of the house, Čol. I. P. Rumsey, Col. Cornelius Cadle,

battle of Shiloh for many years and is familiar the Chickamauga Commission, composed of Gen. J.

with all its details. During the last two years S. Fullerton, Gen. A. P. Stewart, Gen. H. V.

Col. Lee has devoted almost his entire time to the Boynton, Maj. Frank G. Smith, members of Crock- organization of the Shiloh Battlefield Association, er's Iowa Brigade, and the Nebraska Shiloh Asso

and the work of securing from Congress the pasciation. The indications are that this will be a very large morial Park, which has now been accomplished.

sage of the bill to purchase it for a National Mereunion. It is stated that 114,338 men participated Col. Lee is a press correspondent and represents a in the battle. There were 258 different organiza- syndicate of newspapers. He is well acquainted tions, representing 21 States of the Union. The

with leading men and generals both North and Governors of all these States have been invited to South, and is highly recommended for the position be present and participate in this reunion.

of secretary of the Shiloh Commission. He has reunion exercises will be held at the Old Shiloh

procured over 12,000 nanies of comrades on tlie Church. Addresses will be delivered by the lead

rolls of the Association. ing men present.


Elsewhere in this Veteran is given something James Williams, Assistant Secretary Shiloh Batof the great battle of Shiloh, and of the career of tlefield Association, lives at Savannah, Tenn. He Gen. Albert Sidney Johnston,

enlisted as a private in Robertson's Cavalry, Nov.. Sergeant at Murfreesboro, in 1863, and was afterwards commissioned as such by President Davis at Dalton, Ga., 1864. He served with the gallant Gen. Joseph Wheeler, in rear of the Federal lines, and was in the battles from Chattanooga to Atlanta, and with Gen. Hood in his march to Tennessee. Transferred to Gen. Forrest, January, 1865, and surrendered at Gainesville, Ala., May 11, 1865.

Comrade Williams spent his last Confederate dollar, that would go, for a small fish hook.


CHALLENGE ACCEPTED-HUMOROUS. W. F. Ball, of McAlester, I. T., to Capt. J. L. Smith, Cleveland, Ohio:

"I accept your challenge in the Confederate VerIRAN of January, to beat any Johnny Reb for a silver trophy. My weight is 243 pounds. You will please meet me at Houston, Texas, on May 22d, and we will run for the trophy. Don't wait until May 25th, as there will be a sham battle on that date and I know you will outrun me then."

Of course Mr. Ball is good-humored in this. Col. R. B. Coleinan sends the challenge for him, and states that Ball was a private in Company A, Forty-Third Tennessee Infantry, C. S. A. He says, tell Smith that if he does not draw a pension he will run him ten miles for the trophy, but if he (Smith) draws a pension, Ball will not run with him, as he will not run against a disabled soldier.

Comrade Ball thinks Smith is the "yankee" he MR. JAMES WILLIAMS, of Savannah.

tried to catch at Bull Run, and Smith beat him 1861, which company served in Col. R. H. Brewer's

about a bayonet length. Ball at that time weighed Battalion at Shiloh through the two days' battles.

only 208 pounds. re-organized at Spring Creek, Tenn., and commanded by Col. Thomas Claiburne and other Captain James W. Irwin, of Me Minnville, Tenn., officers. It was known as the first Confederate Car- appointed by the Secretary of War, Mr. Lamont, , alry. Young Williams was appointed Ordinance United States Agent for the purchase of the battleFORREST'S OLD REGIMENT- Continued.




By Capt., now Rev. J.C. Blanton, Nettleton, Miss., who was Acting Major at close of the war:

During our retreat to Chattanooga, the old battalion was reformed, Captain McDonald being the senior officer. The battalion was composed of four companies-A, B, C, and D. A was a Memphis company, transferred from infantry called the Bluff City Grays, and commanded by Captain Philip T. Allen. These men were veterans when they came to us, and we found them as brave as the bravest. Company B, McDonald's old company, commanded by Capt. J. G. Barbor; Company C, May's old company, commanded by Capt. J. C. Blanton; and Company D, commanded by Capt. Bill Forrest. This company was a detail from the old regiment as an escort for General Forrest.

We now took the name of McDonald's Battalion. We did a great deal of scout duty and much hard fighting around Chattanooga. We participated in the great battles of Chickamauga, fought the yankee cavalry at and above Charleston in East Tennessee, and went with Gen. Joe Wheeler around the yankee army north of the Tennessee river. On this campaign we lost our beloved commander, Major McDonald, who was killed, as was Captain May, in a foolish charge at Farmington, Tenn. McDonald was a Scotchman, and as brave a man as ever

bore that honored name. He was a fine officer, CAPTAIN JAMES W. IRWIN.

having excellent military ability, and was fast gain

ing the confidence and admiration of his superiors. field of Shiloh for a National Military..Park is a

But alas, alas, at one of those places where supenative of Hardin: county, and was reared in the riors failed to have proper information, McDonald, vicinity of this historic place. He enlisted in with his battalion, was ordered to make the charge, the army in '61, and served in the First Confed- which was gallantly done, into the very jaws of erate Cavalry Regiment to the close of the war. death, without the remotest chance of success. Col. He is a member of Cheatham Bivouac, Nash- Jas. T. Wheeler, of Tennessee, who commanded the ville. Captain Irwin was in the battle of Shiloh. brigade at the time, told me afterwards that when His regiment served under Gen. Joe Wheeler after he transmitted the order to McDonald he turned his transfer to cavalry, and afterward was with that away weeping, and refused to witness the terrible gallant command which “participated in nearly one charge made by McDonald and his brave men. hundred battles and skirmishes." After the battle Philip T. Allen was our next commander. After of Nashville the First Confederate was transferred the Wheeler campaign Forrest was ordered to the to Gen. Forrest, and served under him to the end of Mississippi Department, Bragg giving him the old the war. At the surrender it was in the Division of battalion, Morton's battery and his escort, comGen. William H. Jackson—“Old Red"-at Gaines- manded then by Captain Jackson. This little comville, Ala., May 11th, 1865.

mand was placed under Lieut.-Col. Crews, and orCapt. Irwin is of Revolutionary patriots on both dered from Rome, Ga., to Okolona, Miss., at which sides. His father came at an early day from Penn- place we met Forrest, and marched directly to Jacksylvania to Tennessee. His mother was Nancy Se- son, Tenn., entering the enemy's lines at Saulsbury, vier, born and reared in Green County, East Tenn., Tenn. Our object was to get recruits and rations, a member of that illustrious family.

which we did, and more, too. The enemy made Capt. Irwin is a practical business man, and this sure they would bag Forrest. They swarmed thick selection is wise and safe for the government.

and fast around us, and fighting was almost inces

sant. The old battalion and escort had to protect Press Agent reports a reception in Florida, by Con

the long wagon train and unarmed men that we had

gathered. Of course Morton's Battery assisted us federate and Union Veterans Feb. 16, '95, stating:

ably when they could get there, but our movements This was Mrs. Grant's 69th birthday, and the re- were so rapid, and sometimes through byways, that ception was made the occasion of celebrating that it was impossible to have Morton every time we event. Speaking of the South Mrs. Grant said: "I were attacked. love the South, for I was raised in Southern State Allen fell seriously wounded at Lagrange, in a

- Missouri--and I hardly knew which side to go hand-to-hand fight with a full regiment, outnumwith. But the General went with the North, and I bering us more than two to one; but, instead of went with him."

i their getting our wagons, we got theirs. By the

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