The Long Roll

Mary Johnston

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• Publié le: 08 décembre 2010
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• Langue: English
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The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Long Roll, by Mary Johnston This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: The Long Roll Author: Mary Johnston Release Date: July 13, 2007 [EBook #22066] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LONG ROLL *** Produced by Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net By Mary Johnston THE LONG ROLL. The first of two books dealing with the war between the States. With Illustrations in color by N. C. WYETH. LEWIS RAND. With Illustrations in color by F. C. YOHN. AUDREY With Illustrations in color by F. C. YOHN. . PRISONERS OF HOPE. With Frontispiece. TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. With 8 Illustrations by HOWARD PYLE, E. B. THOMPSON, A. W. BETTE, and EILEEN MCCONNELL. THE GODDESS OF REASON. A Drama HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY BOSTON AND NEW YORK STONEWALL JACKSON THE LONG ROLL BY MARY JOHNSTON WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY N. C. WYETH HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY BOSTON AND NEW YORK THE RIVERSIDE PRESS CAMBRIDGE 1911 COPYRIGHT, 1911, BY MARY JOHNSTON ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Published May 1911 To the Memory of JOHN WILLIAM JOHNSTON MAJOR OF ARTILLERY C. S. A. , AND OF JOSEPH EGGLESTON JOHNSTON GENERAL, C. S. A. TO THE READER To name the historians, biographers, memoir and narrative writers, diarists, and contributors of but a vivid page or two to the magazines of Historical Societies, to whom the writer of a story dealing with this period is indebted, would be to place below a very long list. In lieu of doing so, the author of this book will say here that many incidents which she has used were actual happenings, recorded by men and women writing of that through which they lived. She has changed the manner but not the substance, and she has used them because they were "true stories" and she wished that breath of life within the book. To all recorders of these things that verily happened, she here acknowledges her indebtedness and gives her thanks. CONTENTS I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI. XII. THE BOTETOURT RESOLUTIONS THE HILLTOP THREE OAKS GREENWOOD THUNDER RUN BY ASHBY'S GAP THE DOGS OF WAR A CHRISTENING WINCHESTER LIEUTENANT MCNEIL "AS JOSEPH WAS A-WALKING" "THE BATH AND ROMNEY TRIP" 1 7 19 28 45 60 72 83 100 112 121 135 XIII. XIV. XV. XVI. XVII. XVIII. XIX. XX. XXI. XXII. XXIII. XXIV. XXV. XXVI. XXVII. XXVIII. XXIX. XXX. XXXI. XXXII. XXXIII. XXXIV. XXXV. XXXVI. XXXVII. XXXVIII. XXXIX. XL. XLI. XLII. XLIII. XLIV. XLV. XLVI. XLVII. XLVIII. FOOL TOM JACKSON THE IRON-CLADS KERNSTOWN RUDE'S HILL CLEAVE AND JUDITH MCDOWELL THE FLOWERING WOOD FRONT ROYAL STEVEN DAGG THE VALLEY PIKE MOTHER AND SON THE FOOT CAVALRY ASHBY THE BRIDGE AT PORT REPUBLIC JUDITH AND STAFFORD THE LONGEST WAY ROUND THE NINE-MILE ROAD AT THE PRESIDENT'S THE FIRST OF THE SEVEN DAYS GAINES'S MILL THE HEEL OF ACHILLES THE RAILROAD GUN WHITE OAK SWAMP MALVERN HILL A WOMAN CEDAR RUN THE FIELD OF MANASSAS A GUNNER OF PELHAM'S THE TOLLGATE SPECIAL ORDERS, NO. 191 SHARPSBURG BY THE OPEQUON THE LONE TREE HILL FREDERICKSBURG THE WILDERNESS THE RIVER 150 172 193 207 217 229 247 263 277 296 312 331 343 354 371 382 399 412 434 446 465 481 498 516 530 545 557 572 580 589 602 616 629 639 655 670 ILLUSTRATIONS STONEWALL JACKSON THE LOVERS THE BATTLE THE VEDETTE From drawings by N. C. Wyeth. Frontispiece 220 456 642 THE LONG ROLL CHAPTER I THE BOTETOURT RESOLUTIONS On this wintry day, cold and sunny, the small town breathed hard in its excitement. It might have climbed rapidly from a lower land, so heightened now were its pulses, so light and rare the air it drank, so raised its mood, so wide, so very wide the opening prospect. Old red-brick houses, old box-planted gardens, old high, leafless trees, out it looked from its place between the mountain ranges. Its point of view, its position in space, had each its value—whether a lesser value or a greater value than other points and positions only the Judge of all can determine. The little town tried to see clearly and to act rightly. If, in this time so troubled, so obscured by mounting clouds, so tossed by winds of passion and of prejudice, it felt the proudest assurance that it was doing both, at least that self-infatuation was shared all around the compass. The town was the county-seat. Red brick and white pillars, set on rising ground and encircled by trees, the court house rose like a guidon, planted there by English stock. Around it gathered a great crowd, breathlessly listening. It listened to the reading of the Botetourt Resolutions, offered by the President of the Supreme Court of Virginia, and now delivered in a solemn and a ringing voice. The season was December and the year, 1860. [Pg 1] The people of Botetourt County, in general meeting assembled, believe it to be the duty of all the citizens of the Commonwealth, in the present alarming condition of our country, to give some expression of their opinion upon the threatening aspect of public affairs.... In the controversies with the mother country, growing out of the effort of the latter to tax the Colonies without their consent, it was Virginia who, by the resolution against the Stamp Act, gave the example of the first authoritative resistance by a legislative body to the British Government, and so imparted the first impulse to the Revolution. Virginia declared her Independence before any of the Colonies, and gave the first written Constitution to mankind. By her instructions her representatives in the General Congress introduced a resolution to declare the Colonies independent States, and the Declaration itself was written by one of her sons. She furnished to the Confederate States the father of his country, under whose guidance Independence was achieved, and the rights and liberties of each State, it was hoped, perpetually established. She stood undismayed through the long night of the Revolution, breasting the storm of war and pouring out the blood of her sons like water on every battlefield, from the ramparts of Quebec to the sands of Georgia. A cheer broke from the throng. "That she did—that she did! 'Old Virginia never tire.'" [Pg 2] By her unaided efforts the Northwestern Territory was conquered, whereby the Mississippi, instead of the Ohio River, was recognized as the boundary of the United States by the treaty of peace. To secure harmony, and as an evidence of her estimate of the value of