Three Years in the Federal Cavalry. Glazier Willard W.
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Название: Three Years in the Federal Cavalry

Автор: Glazier Willard W.

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СКАЧАТЬ Just before dark, while riding too carelessly over the field and very near the rebel lines, Kearny was shot dead by one of the enemy's sharpshooters. His command devolved upon General Birney, who ordered another charge, which was executed with great gallantry, driving the enemy from the field, and defeating the great flanker in his attempts farther to harass our retreating columns. But our success had been dearly bought. Two generals had been sacrificed, and Kearny especially was lamented all over the land. Of him the poet sings:

      "Our country bleeds

      With blows her own hands strike. He starts, he heeds

      Her cries for succor. In a foreign land

      He dwells; his bowers with luxury's pinions fanned,

      His cup with roses crowned. He dashes down

      The cup, he leaves the bowers; he flies to aid

      His native land. Out leaps his patriot blade!

      Quick to the van he darts. Again the frown

      Of strife bends blackening; once again his ear

      War's furious trump with stern delight drinks in;

      Again tho Battle-Bolt in red career!

      Again the flood, the frenzy, and the din!

      At tottering Williamsburg his granite front

      Bears without shook the battle's fiercest brunt.

      So have we seen the crag beat back the blast,

      So has the shore the surges backward cast.

      Behind his rock the shattered ranks re-form;

      Forward, still forward, until dark defeat

      Burns to bright victory!

      Fame commands

      The song; we yield it gladly; but the glow

      Fades as we sing. The dire, the fatal blow

      Fell, fell at last. Full, full in deadliest front

      Leading his legions, leading as his wont,

      The bullet wafts him to his mortal goal!

      And not alone War's thunders saw him die;

      Amid the glare, the rushing, and the roll,

      Glared, crashed, the grand dread battle of the sky!

      There on two pinions, – War's and Storm's, – he soared

      Flight how majestic! up! His dirge was roared

      Not warbled, and his pall was smoke and cloud;

      Flowers of red shot, red lightnings strewed his bier,

      And night, black night, the mourner.

      Now farewell,

      O hero! In our Glory's Pantheon

      Thy name will shine, a name immortal won

      By deeds immortal! In our heart's deep heart

      Thy statued fame, that never shall depart,

      Shall tower, the loftier as Time fleets, and show

      How Heaven can sometimes plant its Titans here below."

      General Pope, during all the day, and most of the night, hastened his retreat, and on the second of September, his broken and demoralized columns found rest and rations within the fortifications which guard the approaches to Washington. Thus ended General Pope's brief and trying career as commander of the Army of Virginia. Here he resigned his command, and was succeeded by General McClellan.

      CHAPTER VI.

      REBEL INVASION OF MARYLAND

      1863. – Result of Pope's Campaign. – Best and Recruit at Hall's Hill. – "My Maryland: " Its Invasion. – Offensive Policy of the Rebellion. – Pennsylvania and the Whole Country Aroused. – Battle of South Mountain. – Harper's Ferry. – Colonel Miles. – His Treachery and Death. – Bloody Battle of Antietam. – Drilling Recruits. – The Harris Light again at the Front. – At Chantilly. – Sudley Church. – Leesburg. – McClellan again Relieved from Command.

      By the almost continual fighting of General Pope's campaign, our ranks had been greatly depleted. Of the cavalry in general one correspondent makes the following remark: "They picket our outposts, scout the whole country for information, open our fights, cover our retreats, or clear up and finish our victories, as the case may be. In short, they are never idle, and rarely find rest for either men or horses." We had felt the influence of this wear and tear so sadly, that our once full and noble regiment was now reduced to about three hundred and fifty men, scarcely one third of our original number. Nearly every regiment of cavalry which had participated in the misfortunes of the campaign, had suffered a like decimation. To replenish our weakened ranks and to infuse new vigor and discipline into the various commands, became a question of no little moment. Consequently a large number of regiments, under the direct supervision of General Bayard, were ordered to Hall's Hill, about ten miles from Washington, where we established camps of instruction and drill.

      During the disasters of the Peninsular campaign, and the subsequent defeats and retreats from the Rapidan to the Potomac, the country had awakened to the importance of increasing the army by new organizations, and of filling up the broken ranks by fresh levies of recruits. This feeling was greatly intensified by the exposure of Washington to the victorious and advancing enemy, and by the invasions of Northern soil, which the triumphs of the Rebellion made imminent. Hence multitudes of recruits were pouring into Washington principally, and into other places, gladly donning the uniform, and eager to learn the duties, of the soldier. Camps of instruction were, of course, necessary. And as the attention of young men was turning very favorably to the cavalry service, our camps at Hall's Hill were the scenes of daily arrivals of fine specimens of patriots, whose hands were warmly grasped by us; and gladly we initiated them into the mysteries of this new science. We were not a little elated at the epithet of "Veteran," which these recruits lavished upon us.

      The experiences and labors of our old camps "Oregon" and "Sussex" were repeated with somewhat of new combinations and interests, as we sought to prepare ourselves and others more thoroughly than before to meet the foe in coming campaigns.

      We had scarcely reached our new camps and entered upon our new labors, when we learned that General Lee was marching his confident hosts into Maryland. This movement at first was regarded as a feint only, with the intention of uncovering Washington; but as column after column was known to have crossed the Potomac, and to be advancing through the State with more or less rapidity, the tocsin of alarm was sounded everywhere, and a general movement was made to repel the invaders. Pennsylvania was thoroughly aroused, and her loyal and true governor issued a proclamation calling upon all the able-bodied men of the Commonwealth to organize for defence. The militia promptly responded to the call, and military preparations were going on, not only in the old Keystone State, but throughout the land.

      Up to this time the attitude of the Rebels had been defensive, but their recent great victories had led them to change their tactics, and thinking that ultimate success was almost within their grasp, they now assumed the offensive policy. Aside from this consideration they doubtless hoped to awaken in the Border States a sympathy and an enthusiasm on their behalf, which thus far they had failed to create; and that their brilliant march northward would not only carry a strong political influence, but that their ranks would be greatly swollen by accessions of recruits from those States. This indication of Rebel thought is evidently found in the address which General Lee issued to the people of Maryland on the eighth day of September. In it are found the following sentences:

      "The people of the Confederate States have long watched with the deepest sympathy the wrongs and outrages that have been inflicted upon the citizens of a Commonwealth allied to the States of the South by the strongest social, political, and commercial ties, and reduced to the condition of a conquered province. * * *

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