The Grayjackets: and how They Lived, Fought and Died, for Dixie: With Incidents & Sketches of Life in the Confederacy. Comprising Narratives of Personal Adventure, Army Life, Naval Adventure, Home Liee [!], Partisan Daring, Life in Camp, Field and Hospital: Together with the Songs, Ballads, Anecdotes and Humorous Incidents of the War for Southern Independence ...

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Jones Brothers & Company, 1867 - 574 pages
Comprising narratives of personal adventure, army life, naval adventure, home liee [sic], partisan daring, life in camp, field and hospital ; together with the songs, ballards, anecdotes and humorous incidents of the war for southern independence ...

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Page 301 - Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. 'Tis nothing — a private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle; Not an officer lost, — only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle." All quiet along the Potomac...
Page 270 - No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!
Page 188 - And there he lies, with his blue eyes dim, And the smiling, childlike lips apart. Tenderly bury the fair young dead, Pausing to drop on his grave a tear ; Carve on the wooden slab at his head, " Somebody's darling slumbers here.
Page 210 - STONEWALL JACKSON'S WAY COME, stack arms, men! Pile on the rails, Stir up the camp-fire bright; No growling if the canteen fails, We'll make a roaring night. Here Shenandoah brawls along, There burly Blue Ridge echoes strong, To swell the Brigade's rousing song Of
Page 188 - Matted and damp are the curls of gold, Kissing the snow of the fair young brow, Pale are the lips of delicate mould — Somebody's Darling is dying now. Back from his beautiful blue-veined brow, Brush all the wandering waves of gold ; Cross his hands on his bosom now — Somebody's Darling is still and cold.
Page 256 - It is difficult to exaggerate the critical state of affairs as they appeared about this time. If the enemy or their general had shown any enterprise, there is no saying what might have happened. General Lee and his officers were evidently fully impressed with a sense of the situation; yet there was much less noise, fuss, or confusion of orders than at an ordinary field day.
Page 302 - His musket falls slack — his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender, As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep — For their mother — may Heaven defend her ! The moon seems to shine just as brightly as then.
Page 278 - ... the tented field, or on the bloody plains of Manassas, where you gained the well-deserved reputation of having decided the fate of the battle. Throughout the broad extent of country over which you have marched, by your respect for the rights and...
Page 187 - Somebody's darling ! so young and so brave, Wearing still on his pale, sweet face — Soon to be hid by the dust of the grave — The lingering light of his boyhood's grace.
Page 302 - Leaped up to his lips — when low-murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes, He dashes off tears that are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted...

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