On November 2 General Longstreet had written to General Pryor: "I understand that General Perry will have the Florida regiments. Please make some suggestion as to what arrangement we may be able to make for you."
Accordingly my husband consulted General Lee, and received the following letter from him, dated November 25, 1862:— 211
"General: Your letter of the 23d inst. has just been received. I regret my inability to detach from this army the two regiments to operate on the Blackwater. As far as I am able to judge, troops are more wanted here than there, and it might be better to bring the troops which it is contemplated5 to unite with those in question to this army. I regretted at the time the breaking up of your former brigade, but you are aware that the circumstances which produced it were beyond my control. I hope it will not be long before you will be again in the field, that the country may derive6 the benefit of your zeal7 and activity."
On November 29, General Pryor was ordered by General G. W. Smith to report to Major-General French, and was personally introduced to the latter by the following letter:—
"Richmond, November 29, 1862.
"My dear General: This will be handed you by my friend, Brigadier-General Pryor. General Pryor's brigade in General Lee's army was recently broken up in rearranging the brigades by states. It is intended by the government that he shall have a Virginia brigade as soon as one can be formed for him. In the meanwhile, it is General Lee's desire that General Pryor shall serve upon the Blackwater—his own section of the country—and he directs that the two regiments of cavalry8 on the Blackwater be placed under his command, etc....
"General Pryor has already won for himself the reputation of being one of the best, most daring, and energetic officers in the army, highly distinguished9 in civil life, and one of the most influential10 men in the state, especially in his own section. He will co?perate with you thoroughly11, and I am sure will render good service to the cause and be of great assistance to yourself. 212
"I am satisfied, from what General Lee writes me, that at present we can have no troops from his army. The impression is, that a great battle is impending12 in the vicinity of Fredericksburg. We must keep our house in order, and make the most of the means we have and can procure13 from other sources than General Lee's army.
"Very truly yours,
"G. W. Smith, Major-General."
A rule enforced for the common good often falls heavily upon individuals. General Pryor grieved to lose his men, and they united in many petitions to be allowed to remain with him. He undertook the protection of the Blackwater region with an inadequate14 force, in the certain expectation that re?nforcements would be sent to him.
The enemy destined15 to conquer us at last—the "ravenous16, hunger-starved wolf"—already menaced us. General Longstreet had learned that corn and bacon were stored in the northeastern counties of North Carolina, and he had sent two companies of cavalry on a foraging18 expedition, to the region around Suffolk.
"The Confederate lines," says a historian, "extended only to the Blackwater River on the east, where a body of Confederate troops was stationed to keep the enemy in check." That body was commanded by General Pryor, now in front of a large Federal force, to keep it in check while the wagon-trains sent off corn and bacon for Lee's army. This was accomplished19 by sleepless20 vigilance on the part of the Confederate General. The Federal forces made frequent sallies from Suffolk, but were always 213 driven back with heavy loss. It is amusing to read of the calmness with which his commanding officers ordered him to accomplish great things with his small force.
"I cannot," says General Colston, "forward your requisition for two regiments of infantry22 and one of cavalry: it is almost useless to make such requisitions, for they remain unanswered. You must use every possible means to deceive the enemy as to your strength, and you must hold the line of the Blackwater to the last extremity23."
General French writes: "If I had any way to increase your forces, I should do so, but I have to bow to higher authority and the necessities of the service. But you must annoy the villains24 all you can, and make them uncomfortable. Give them no rest. Ambush25 them at every turn."
General Pryor did not dream I would come to his camp at Blackwater. He supposed I would find quarters among my friends at home, but I had now no home. Our venerable father had sent his family to the interior after the battles around Richmond; had given up his church in Petersburg, and, commending the women, old men, and children to the care of a successor, had entered the army as chaplain, "where," as he said, "I can follow my own church members and comfort them in sickness, if I can do no more."
As soon as the position of our brigade was made known to me, I drew forth26 the box containing the camp outfit27, packed a trunk or two, and took the cars for the Blackwater. The terminus of the railroad 214 was only a few miles from our camp. The Confederate train could go no farther because of the enemy. The day's journey was long, for the passenger car attached to the transportation train was dependent upon the movements of the latter. The few passengers who had set forth with me in the morning had left at various wayside stations, and I was now alone. I had no idea where we should sleep that night. I thought I would manage it somehow—somewhere.
We arrived at twilight30 at the end of our journey. When I left the car my little boys gathered around me. There was a small wooden building near, which served for waiting-room and post-office. The only dwelling31 in sight was another small house, surrounded by a few bare trees. My first impression was that I had never before seen such an expanse of gray sky. The face of the earth was a dead, bare level, as far as the eye could reach; and much, very much of it lay under water. I was in the region of swamps, stretching on and on until they culminated32 in the one great "Dismal33 Swamp" of the country. No sounds were to be heard, no hum of industry or lowing of cattle, but a mighty34 concert rose from thousands, nay35, millions, of frogs.
"Now," thought I, "here is really a fine opportunity to be 'jolly'! Mark Tapley's swamps couldn't surpass these." But all the railroad folk were departing, and the postmaster was preparing to lock his door and leave also. I liked the looks of the little man, and ventured:—
"Can you tell me, sir, where I can get lodging36 215 to-night? I am the General's wife—Mrs. Pryor—and to-morrow he will take care of me. I know he has no place for us in camp."
The little man considered, and looked us over—a lady, three little boys, trunks, and a box.
"I can take thee in myself," he said. "I am just going home."
"Oh, thank you, thank you. I shall need only the smallest trunk to-night."
"I'm afraid I can hardly make thee comfortable, as I live alone, but thee is welcome."
"Thee"! Oh, joy! I thought. This is a blessed little Quaker! We'll not part again! Here I rest. We soon reached his door, and he called out for "Charity!"
The call was answered in person by a black girl in a short linsey-woolsey frock which revealed her ankles and bare feet, her hair tied in innumerable little tails, sticking all over her head like a porcupine's quills37. She was the most alert little creature I ever saw, nimble-footed and quick. "Charity," said my host, "have a good fire made upstairs in the front room at once. Thee is welcome," he repeated, turning to me, and I followed the sable38 maiden39 up the stair.
"And so your name is Charity?"
"Charity's meh name an' Charity's meh naycher," she informed me. She soon brought in Dick with an armful of wood, and a fine, welcome fire cheered us.
"You needn' be lookin' at de baid," said Charity. "I'll soon sheet it. He's got sto's o' quilts, but I dunno as he'll s'render 'em."
It appeared that he would. He brought them, an 216 armful, himself, and the bright patchwork40 on our two beds looked very inviting41.
Charity leaned against the mantel, regarding me with leisurely42 scrutiny43, her bare feet crossed one over the other. I felt it to be the part of prudence44 to placate45 her.
"We'll unlock the trunk," I said,—Dick had already fetched it,—"and I'll find a pretty ribbon for you."
"I knowed," said the girl, "you was some punkins soon's I sot eyes on you." Before I was summoned to the supper of biscuit, fried bacon, and coffee without cream, Charity had enlightened me about her employer; she made haste to tell me he was not her master. "I'se free, I is! Mo'n dat, he's a Quaker, an' ef you ever seen Quakers, you knows dey don' like no slaves 'roun'. Yas'm, I'se free—an' Dick, he's a po'-white boy. Me'n him does all de wuk cep'n in hawg-killin' time, an' den28 de fokes comes fum de quarters to he'p."
"Are you lonesome?" I asked, making conversation.
"Dat I is. You see he los' his wife two mont' ago. Dese here quilts is hern. She made 'em."
"Dear me," I said, "I'm so sorry!"
"Yas'm! I cert'nly is lonesum! She jes up an' die, an', an' de po' little baby daid too."
As I lay in bed I thought of the dear dead woman. I resolved to be nothing but a comfort to Charity and that little Quaker. I made plans for 217 the happiness of both. With my heart full of sympathy, full of gratitude47, full of hope, I slept sweetly and long.
In the morning a message sent from the post-office through an inquirer from the camp brought me my General; brought, too, an invitation from my host to make this house his headquarters, and during the day he moved over bag and baggage. A cook was detailed48 from the camp, we were to furnish our own table; and our kind host looked so deeply wounded when we offered rent for our lodgings49, that no more was said on that subject. I had brought nothing with me except the plain contents of my camp chest. The thick white china of the table was unattractive, and I consulted Charity about the possibility of buying something better. Our only market-town, Suffolk, was in the hands of the enemy.
"He's got painted cups an' saucers, but I dunno's he'll s'render 'em," said Charity.
"Suppose you ask him!"
"I dun try 'im once. I ax 'im dat time when his mother-in-law cum to see 'im—an' he nuvver say nuthin! Den I let 'im rip!"
But after a few days "he" threw in my lap a bunch of keys, saying simply, "Everything in the house and on the plantation50 belongs to thee." Some of them were enormous, like the key of the Bastile, and all were rusted51. I selected a small one, returning the rest, and in Charity's presence unlocked the old mahogany sideboard and counted to her the cups, saucers, and plates, gilt52-edged, and decorated with a rosebud53 here and there. 218
"Good Gawd!" said Charity. "I nuvver thought he'd s'render the chany cups!"
"Not one is to be broken," I said, sternly. "If you break one, tell me at once and bring me the pieces, so I can send to Richmond and replace it."
I saw but little of my kind host. He lived at the post-office, remaining late every night to open the mail and have it ready for an early morning delivery to the camp, and returning home at twelve o'clock to sleep. Every night thereafter he found a bright fire, a clean-swept hearth54, and on plates before the fire, biscuits, sausage or broiled55 ham, and a little pot of coffee. A table—with a lamp and the latest papers—was drawn56 up beside his arm-chair.
A few months after I left his house for Petersburg I received the following letter from him:—
"Respected Friend: I have now married. I couldn't stand it.
"Thy friend,
"I. P."
Since then I have always counselled, as cure for an incorrigible57 bachelor, simply to take care of him beautifully for three months and then—leave him!
HON. ROGER A. PRYOR.
From a photograph, about 1870.
But to return: Charity's example was contagious58. "I cert'nly was lonesum" on the Blackwater. The General and his staff were forever in the saddle. When he returned after his skirmishes and exploring expeditions, he was too tired to amuse me. I busied myself teaching the little boys and dispensing59 the provisions our men brought me. Bacon and biscuit, 219 without butter, fruit, or milk, was deadly diet for me, so I was allowed an occasional courier from the camp to take my money and scour60 the country for better fare. When he appeared, galloping62 down the lane, on his return, he looked like some extraordinary feathered creature with a horse's head, so completely were both covered with turkeys, ducks, geese, and chickens. Then would ensue a gift to the camp hospital of soups and stews63 and a fine supper for my General's staff, Major Shepard, Captain Whitner, Major Keiley, and Captain McCann, with as many choice spirits from the officers as we could entertain. Then was brewed64, by the majors and captains aforesaid, a mighty bowl of egg-nog, sweet and very stiff, for there was no milk to temper its strength. I feared at first that my Quaker host might disapprove65, but I never failed to find the foaming66 glass I placed beside his night lamp quite empty next morning.
I could manage to occupy myself during the day. I could make a study of Charity, in whom I soon perceived quite an interesting character, quick to learn, responsive, and most affectionate. She was literally67 my only female companion. I had no neighbors, nowhere to drive (the enemy was only fifteen miles off) except on the watery68 lanes, nothing to meet when driving except, perhaps, a slow-moving cart drawn by steeds like Sydney Smith's "Tug-and-Lug, Haul-and-Crawl," driven by a negro boy, who stood with feet planted on the shafts69 and who entertained his patient, long-suffering oxen by telling them of the torments70 awaiting them unless they would 220 "go along." But the long and lonely evenings were hard to bear, when the general and his staff were abroad, roaming like watch-dogs around the frontier, deluding71 the enemy by a great show of bravado72 here and there. Nothing like the orchestra of frogs can be imagined. They serenaded the moon all night long; a magnificent diapason of mighty voices, high soprano, full baritone, and heavy bass73. I could understand the desperate need of the lone29 woman who had once lived here. The patchwork quilts were eloquent74 witnesses.
As the time dragged on in this lonely place, I began to find that I wanted many articles classed in a woman's mind generally as "things."
There is not a more generous word in the English language than "things." It may mean, according to Stormonth, "A Swedish assize of justice, a Norwegian parliament, a meeting for palaver75 on public affairs, luggage, or clothes,"—which proves how important is the making of new dictionaries as we travel along toward our highest civilization. For instance: when you say to your butler, "Be careful with the breakfast things," he understands you perfectly76. He knows you mean the egg-shell cups, and blossomy plates. When you bid your maid bring your "things," she appears with your hat, gloves, cloak, and furs. "Her rooms are comfortable, but I don't like her things," you say when the bric-à-brac and curios are not to your taste. "I never speak of such things," you declare in haughty77 superiority when some guest has filled an hour with foolish or injurious gossip. "Such 221 things are beneath contempt," says the lawyer of certain practices familiar in the courts. And then we have "poor thing,"—not the traditional robin78 who "hides his head under his wing, poor thing," but some fine lady, far from young and—unmarried! And "a poor thing, sir, but mine own,"—this time not a fine lady by any means, only "an ill-favored virgin2."
And then, having vexed79 our souls all the week over mundane80 "things," we are given, on Sunday, glimpses of another world quite as full of them.
"Wean yourselves from earthly idols81 and fix your hearts on heavenly things," says the bishop82. Things! Heavenly things! Stars, harps83, crowns of righteousness, high and lofty aspirations84!
Not long after the battle of Fredericksburg a participator described the panic, the horror, the fleeing of the women and children from their homes. "And then," he said, "there arose from that homeless, stricken crowd of women a cry of mortal agony, 'My things! Oh, my things!'"
"Things" to me meant only needful garments. I could starve with perfect serenity85. I could live without the latest novel, the late magazines, egg-shell china, rich attire86, jewels; but I had not had a new bonnet87 for three years. Shoes, and above all shoestrings88, were needed by my little boys, needles, tapes, sewing thread and sewing silk, stays and staylaces, gloves, combs. Of course I needed garments of muslin and linen89. Had I not rolled bandages of mine? I needed gowns. A calico dress now cost $40. But these large "things" 222 were quite beyond all hope on the Blackwater. Smaller articles I might, perhaps, compass. The General's orders, however, strictly90 forbade the purchase by private individuals of articles smuggled91 through the lines. He once confiscated93 a sloop94 on the Blackwater laden95 with women's shoes, slippers96, and Congress gaiters! He would not allow me a shoe; all were sent to Richmond to be sold for the benefit of the government. Communication with the enemy must be discouraged lest he discover our weakness.
I knew that most of the tight little carts peddling97 fish, potatoes, and eggs had double bottoms between which were all sorts of delightful98 things, but I never dared approach the pedler on the subject; and as I was the commanding officer's wife, he dared not approach me.
One day I was in an ambulance, driving on one of the interminable lanes of the region, the only incident being the watery crossing over the "cosin," as the driver called the swamps that had been "Poquosin" in the Indian tongue. Behind me came a jolting99 two-wheeled cart, drawn by a mule100 and driven by a small negro boy, who stood in front with a foot planted firmly upon each of the shafts. Within, and completely filling the vehicle, which was nothing more than a box on wheels, sat a dignified-looking woman. The dame101 of the ambulance at once became fascinated by a small basket of sweet potatoes which the dame of the cart carried in her lap.
With a view to acquiring these treasures I essayed 223 a tentative conversation upon the weather, the prospects102 of a late spring, and finally the scarcity103 of provisions and consequent suffering of the soldiers.
After a keen glance of scrutiny the market woman exclaimed, "Well, I am doing all I can for them! I know you won't speak of it! Look here!"
Lifting the edge of her hooped104 petticoat, she revealed a roll of army cloth, several pairs of cavalry boots, a roll of crimson105 flannel106, packages of gilt braid and sewing silk, cans of preserved meats, a bag of coffee! She was on her way to our own camp, right under the General's nose! Of course I should not betray her—I promised. I did more. Before we parted she had drawn forth a little memorandum107 book and had taken a list of my own necessities. She did not "run the blockade" herself. She had an agent—"a dear, good Suffolk man"—who would fill my order on his next trip.
It isn't worth while to tell men everything. They are not supposed to be interested in the needle-and-thread ways of women!
About three weeks after my interview with the blockade-runner, I was driving again in the ambulance. Suddenly Captain Whitner, who had galloped108 to overtake me, wheeled in front of the horses and stopped them.
"Good morning, Captain! Any news at camp I am permitted to learn?"
"I am commissioned to tell you that you must 224 consider yourself under arrest. I am sent to discharge this painful duty and conduct you to camp."
"By whose order, pray?"
"Official orders from headquarters," and he presented a paper.
I knew he must be acting110 a part for his own amusement, and I asked no questions. I would not gratify him by seeming to be alarmed.
When I arrived at my husband's tent, I found him with Major Shepard, and a wretched-looking countryman standing111 near them. I comprehended the situation at a glance and resolved to play my part.
"This prisoner," said the General, "has been arrested for bringing in contraband112 goods in violation113 of express orders. He pleads that the goods were ordered by the General's wife for the use of the General's family. Have you anything to say to show cause why he should not be punished?"
"May it please the court," I said, turning to Major Shepard and Captain Whitner, "I call you to witness that I invited you last week to partake of a bowl of egg-nog, telling you it was made of contraband French brandy. When the commanding officer's attention was called to the fact, he said he could do nothing; he was obliged to submit because I was his superior officer, that I outranked him everywhere except on the march and the battle-field."
A burst of laughter interrupted me. The chairman called for order.
"I confess that I deputed this estimable gentleman 225 to procure some sewing silk for the mending of the garments of my subordinate officer. I had hoped that through his valor114 the blockade would, ere this, have been raised. Finding myself mistaken—"
"The prisoner is discharged," said the General,—I uttered an exclamation115 of triumph,—"but," he added, "the goods are confiscated for the benefit of the Confederate government, and are already on the way to Richmond."
I was very sorry for the fright the poor man had suffered for my sake. I took him home with me beside the driver on the ambulance. Of course I paid him. I had one piece of family silver with me for which I had no use on the Blackwater,—a butter knife—and I gave it to him as a souvenir of his happy escape from danger.
How did I manage without my needles and thread?
Charity came to me early one morning with a brown paper parcel in her arms.
"Dat ole creeter," said Charity, "what come home wid you las' week, knock at de kitchen do' fo' day dis mornin'. He gimme dis, an' say you bleeged to git it fo' de Gen'al wake up; an'—an'—he say—but Lawd! 'tain' wuf while to tell you what he say! But he do say to tell you to gimme sumpin out'n de bundle. Gawd knows I ain' no cravin' po'-white-folks' nigger, but dat what he say."
I need not give an inventory116 of the contents of the bundle. They were perfectly satisfactory to me—and to Charity.
We had slender mails on the Blackwater, few 226 papers, no books. Occasionally a letter from Agnes gave me news of the outside world.
"Richmond, January 7, 1863.
"My Dearie: Have you no pen, ink, and paper on the Blackwater—the very name of which suggests ink? I get no news of you at all. How do you amuse yourself, and have you anything to read? I am sending you to-day a copy of Victor Hugo's last novel, "Les Misérables," reprinted by a Charleston firm on the best paper they could get, poor fellows, pretty bad I must acknowledge. You'll go wild over that book—I did—and everybody does.
"Major Shepard must order some copies for the brigade. As he has plenty of meat and bread now, he can afford it. I have cried my eyes out over Fantine and Cosette and Jean Valjean. The soldiers are all reading it. They calmly walk into the bookstores, poor dear fellows, and ask for "Lee's Miserables faintin'!"—the first volume being "Fantine." I've worlds of news to tell you. Alice Gregory is engaged to Arthur Herbert, the handsomest man I know. Alice is looking lovely and so happy. Helen came to see me in Petersburg, and is all the time worried about Ben. Did you know that Jim Field lost a leg at Malvern Hills—or in the hospital afterwards? He was such a lovely fellow—engaged to Sue Bland—I never saw a handsomer pair. Well, Sue thinks as much as I do about good looks, and Jim wrote to release her. She had a good cry, and finally came down to Richmond, married him, and took him home to nurse him.
"Do you realize the fact that we shall soon be without a stitch of clothes? There is not a bonnet for sale in Richmond. Some of the girls smuggle92 them, which I for one consider in the worst possible taste, to say the least. We have no right at this time to dress better than our neighbors, and besides, the soldiers need every cent of our 227 money. Do you remember in Washington my pearl-gray silk bonnet, trimmed inside with lilies of the valley? I have ripped it up, washed and ironed it, dyed the lilies blue (they are bluebells118 now), and it is very becoming. All the girls intend to plait hats next summer when the wheat ripens119, for they have no blocks on which to press the coal-scuttle bonnets120, and after all when our blockade is raised we may find they are not at all worn, while hats are hats and never go out of fashion. The country girls made them last summer and pressed the crowns over bowls and tin pails. I could make lovely paper flowers if I had materials.
"It seems rather volatile121 to discuss such things while our dear country is in such peril122. Heaven knows I would costume myself in coffee-bags if that would help, but having no coffee, where could I get the bags? I'll e'en go afield next summer, and while Boaz is at the front, Ruth will steal his sheaves for her adornment123.
"The papers announce that General French reports the enemy forty-five thousand strong at Suffolk. How many men has your General? Dear, dear!
"But we are fortifying124 around Richmond. While I write a great crowd of negroes is passing through the streets, singing as they march. They have been working on the fortifications north of the city, and are now going to work on them south of us. They don't seem to concern themselves much about Mr. Lincoln's Emancipation125 Proclamation, and they seem to have no desire to do any of the fighting.
"Your loving
"Agnes."
"P. S.—I attended Mrs. Davis's last reception. There was a crowd, all in evening dress. You see, as we don't often wear our evening gowns, they are still quite passable. I wore the gray silk with eleven flounces which was made 228 for Mrs. Douglas's last reception, and by the bye, who do you think was at the battle of Williamsburg, on General McClellan's staff? The Prince de Joinville who drank the Rose wine with you at the Baron126 de Limbourg's reception to the Japs. Doesn't it all seem so long ago—so far away? The Prince de Joinville escorted me to one of the President's levees—don't you remember?—and now I attend another President's levee and hear him calmly telling some people that rats, if fat, are as good as squirrels, and that we can never afford mule meat. It would be too expensive, but the time may come when rats will be in demand.
"Dearly,
"Agnes."
The Emancipation Proclamation did not create a ripple127 of excitement among the colored members of our households in Virginia. Of its effect elsewhere I could not judge. As to fighting, our own negroes never dreamed of such a thing. The colored troops of the North were not inferior, we were told, in discipline and courage to other soldiers; but the martial128 spirit among them had its exceptions. A Northern writer has recorded an interview with a negro who had run the blockade and entered the service of a Federal officer. He was met on board a steamer, after the battle of Fort Donelson, on his way to a new situation, and questioned in regard to his experience of war.[17]
"Were you in the fight?"
"Had a little taste of it, sah."
"Stood your ground, of course." 229
"No, sah! I run."
"Not at the first fire?"
"Yes, sah, an' would a' run sooner ef I knowed it was a-comin'!"
"Why, that wasn't very creditable to your courage, was it?"
"Dat ain't in my line, sah—cookin's my perfeshun."
"But have you no regard for your reputation?"
"Refutation's nothin' by de side o' life."
"But you don't consider your life worth more than other people's, do you?"
"Hit's wuth mo' to me, sah."
"Then you must value it very highly."
"Yas, sah, I does,—mo'n all dis wuld! Mo' dan a million o' dollars, sah. What would dat be wuth to a man wid de bref out o' 'im? Self-perserbashun is de fust law wid me, sah!"
"But why should you act upon a different rule from other men?"
"'Cause diffunt man set diffunt value 'pon his life. Mine ain't in de market."
"Well, if all soldiers were like you, traitors129 might have broken up the government without resistance."
"Dat's so! Dar wouldn't 'a' been no hep fer it. But I don' put my life in de scale against no gubberment on dis yearth. No gubberment gwine pay me ef I loss messef."
"Well, do you think you would have been much missed if you had been killed?"
"Maybe not, sah! A daid white man ain' much 230 use to dese yere sogers, let alone a daid niggah, but I'd 'a' missed mysef powerful, an' dat's de pint130 wid me."
Towards the last of January we had a season of warm, humid weather. Apparently131 the winter was over; the grass was springing on the swamp, green and luxurious132, and the willows133 swelling134 into bud. There were no singing birds on the Blackwater as early as January 28, but the frogs were mightily135 exercised upon the coming of spring, and their nightly concerts took on a jubilant note.
One day I had a few moments' conversation with my husband about army affairs, and he remarked that our Southern soldiers were always restless unless they were in action. "They never can stand still in battle," he said; "they are willing to yell and charge the most desperate positions, but if they can't move forward, they must move backward. Stand still they cannot."
I thought I could perceive symptoms of restlessness on the part of their commander. Often in the middle of the night he would summon John, mount him, and send him to camp, a short distance away; and presently I would hear the tramp, tramp of the General's staff officers, coming to hold a council of war in his bedroom. On the 28th of January he confided136 to me that on the next day he would make a sally in the direction of the enemy. "He is getting entirely137 too impudent," said he; "I'm not strong enough to drive him out of the country, but he must keep his place."
I had just received a present of coffee. This was at 231 once roasted and ground. On the day of the march, fires were kindled138 under the great pots used at the "hog-killing time" (an era in the household) and many gallons of coffee were prepared. This was sweetened, and when our men paused near the house to form the line of march, the servants and little boys passed down the line with buckets of the steaming coffee, cups, dippers, and gourds139. Every soldier had a good draught140 of comfort and cheer. The weather had suddenly changed. The great snow-storm that fell in a few days was gathering141, the skies were lowering, and the horizon was dark and threatening.
After the men had marched away, I drove to the hospital tent and put myself at the disposal of the surgeon. We inspected the store of bandages and lint142, and I was intrusted with the preparation of more.
"I ain' got no use for dis stuff," said my one female friend and companion, Charity, whom I pressed into service to help me pick lint. "'Pears like 'tain't good for nuthin' but to line a bird's nes'."
"It will be soft for the wound of a soldier," I said, "after he has fought the Yankees."
"Oh, Charity!"
"Yas'm, I will dat! Huccome we all don' drive 'm out o' Suffolk? Der's lodes an lodes o' shoes an' stockin's, an' sugar an' cawfy in Suffolk! An' dese nasty Abolition143 Yankees got 'em all!"
"Those are not proper words for you to use," I 232 said. "What have you against the Northern people? They never did you harm."
"Dey ain't, ain't dey?" she replied, with feeling. "Huccome I'se got to go barfooted? Hit's scan'lous for a free gal61 to go barfooted, like she was so no 'count she couldn't git a par21 o' shoes fer herse'f."
"I'll ask the General to order a pair for you."
"Humph!" said Charity, scornfully; "you can't do nothin' wid dat Gen'al. Ain' I hear you baig an' baig 'im for a par o' slippers dat time he fristricated de boatload full? I ain' seen you git de slippers."
Charity was not the only one of the Nation's Wards117 who held the enemy in contempt. The special terms in which she designated them were in common use at the time. She had often heard them from the General's servant, John, who shared the opinions of the common soldier. Some of the expressions of the great men I knew in Washington were quite as offensive and not a bit less inelegant, although framed in better English. I never approved of "calling names," I had seen what comes of it; and I reproved John for teaching them to my little boys.
"No'm," said John, "I won't say nothin'; I'll just say the Yankees are mighty mean folks."
My first news from the General was cheering, but he would not return for a day or two. He must fly about the frontier a little in various directions to let the enemy know he was holding his own. His official report was as follows:— 233
"To Brigadier-General Colston, Petersburg, Va.
"General: This morning at 4 o'clock the enemy under Major-General Peck attacked me at Kelly's store, eight miles from Suffolk. After three hours' severe fighting we repulsed145 them at all points and held the field. Their force is represented by prisoners to be between ten and fifteen thousand. My loss in killed and wounded will not exceed fifty—no prisoners. I regret that Col. Poage is among the killed. We inflicted146 a heavy loss on the enemy.
"Respectfully,
"Roger A. Pryor, Brigadier-General Commanding."
On February 2 the General thus addressed his troops: "The Brigadier-General congratulates the troops of this command on the results of the recent combat.
"The enemy endeavored under cover of night to steal an inglorious victory by surprise, but he found us prepared at every point, and despite his superior numbers, greater than your own, in the proportion of five to one, he was signally repulsed and compelled to leave us in possession of the field.
"After silencing his guns and dispersing147 his infantry, you remained on the field from night until one o'clock, awaiting the renewal148 of the attack, but he did not again venture to encounter your terrible fire.
"When the disparity of force between the parties is considered, with the proximity149 of the enemy to his stronghold, and his facilities of re?nforcements by railway, the result of the action of the 30th will be 234 accepted as a splendid illustration of your courage and good conduct."
One of the "enemy's" papers declared that our force was "three regiments of infantry, fourteen pieces of artillery150, and about nine hundred cavalry."
The temptation to "lie under a mistake" was great in those days of possible disaffection, when soldiers had to believe in their cause in order to defend it. One of the newspaper correspondents of the enemy explained why we were not again attacked after the first fight. He said: "Some may inquire why we did not march forthwith to Carrsville and attack the rebels again. The reasons are obvious. Had he went [sic] to Carrsville Pryor would have had the advantage to cut off our retreat. The natives know every bypath and blind road through the woods and are ever ready to help the rebels to our detriment151. Pryor can always cross the Blackwater on his floating bridge. It is prudent152 to allow an enemy to get well away from his stronghold the better to capture his guns and destroy his ammunition," etc.
Another paper declares he was heavily re?nforced at Carrsville.
Another records: "The rebels have been very bold in this neighborhood. Pryor has been in the habit of crossing the Blackwater River whenever he wanted to. Our attacking him this time must have been a real surprise to him. We took a large number of prisoners!"
He continued the indulgence of this habit until spring, receiving from his countrymen unstinted 235 praise for his protection of that part of our state. While he could not utterly153 rout154 the invading army, he "held them very uneasy."
I was made rich by enthusiastic congratulations from our capital and from Petersburg. Agnes wrote from Richmond:—
"Have you seen the Enquirer155? Of course this is very grand for you because this is your own little fight—all by yourself. In Richmond everybody says the General is to be promoted Major-General. When he is, I shall attach myself permanently156 to his staff. The life of inglorious idleness here is perfectly awful. If you suppose I don't long for a rich experience, you are mistaken. Give me the whole of it—victory, defeat, glory and misfortune, praise and even censure157 (so it be en plein air)—anything, everything, except stolid158, purposeless, hopeless uselessness.
"The worst effect of this inaction is felt in this city, where we can manufacture nothing for the soldiers, and only consume in idleness what they need. A sort of court is still kept up here—but the wives of our great generals are conspicuous159 for their absence. Mrs. Lee is never seen at receptions. She and her daughters spend their time knitting and sewing for the soldiers, just as her great-grandmother, Martha Washington, did in '76; and General Lee writes that these things are needed. People here, having abundant time to find fault, do not hesitate to say that our court ladies assume too much state for revolutionary times. They had better be careful! We won't guillotine them—at least not on the block (there are other guillotines), but it would be lovelier if they could realize their fine opportunities. Think of Florence Nightingale! Mrs. Davis is very chary160 of the time she allots161 us. If King Solomon were to call with the Queen 236 of Sheba on his arm the fraction of a moment after the closing minute of her reception, he would not be admitted! I can just see you saying, in that superior manner you see fit to assume with me:—
"Of course I know it! Did I say that Mrs. Davis should admit King Solomon? I wouldn't! I only tell you what other folks think and say—but ajew, until I hear some more news and gossip.
"Dearly again,
"Agnes."
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(使某物)燃烧,着火( kindle的过去式和过去分词 ); 激起(感情等); 发亮,放光 | |
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139 gourds | |
n.葫芦( gourd的名词复数 ) | |
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140 draught | |
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141 gathering | |
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142 lint | |
n.线头;绷带用麻布,皮棉 | |
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143 abolition | |
n.废除,取消 | |
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144 isle | |
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145 repulsed | |
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146 inflicted | |
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147 dispersing | |
adj. 分散的 动词disperse的现在分词形式 | |
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148 renewal | |
adj.(契约)延期,续订,更新,复活,重来 | |
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149 proximity | |
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150 artillery | |
n.(军)火炮,大炮;炮兵(部队) | |
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151 detriment | |
n.损害;损害物,造成损害的根源 | |
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152 prudent | |
adj.谨慎的,有远见的,精打细算的 | |
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153 utterly | |
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154 rout | |
n.溃退,溃败;v.击溃,打垮 | |
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155 enquirer | |
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156 permanently | |
adv.永恒地,永久地,固定不变地 | |
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157 censure | |
v./n.责备;非难;责难 | |
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158 stolid | |
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159 conspicuous | |
adj.明眼的,惹人注目的;炫耀的,摆阔气的 | |
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160 chary | |
adj.谨慎的,细心的 | |
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161 allots | |
分配,拨给,摊派( allot的第三人称单数 ) | |
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