<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118</id><updated>2012-01-26T15:42:09.671-05:00</updated><category term='Army of the Northwest'/><category term='Research'/><category term='Remembrance'/><category term='Laurel Hill'/><category term='Preservation'/><category term='Sesquicentennial'/><category term='James N. Ramsey'/><category term='Quitman Guards'/><category term='Camp Bartow'/><category term='Soldiers'/><category term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category term='Flags'/><category term='James W Anderson'/><category term='W. 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Clarke'/><category term='Pensacola'/><category term='Fort Sumter'/><category term='Gettysburg'/><category term='Washington Rifles'/><category term='William B. Taliaferro'/><category term='Ancestry'/><title type='text'>One More Shot</title><subtitle type='html'>Tracing the History of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry (Ramsey’s) and the commands to which it belonged.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2688617415851664049</id><published>2012-01-26T07:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:20:53.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>Indorsement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On January 26, General Loring receives the letter from his officers.&amp;nbsp; He adds an indorsement of agreement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;HEADQUARTERS ARMY OF NORTHWEST,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Romney, Va., January 26, 1862.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As this is a respectful communication, and presents for the consideration of the honorable Secretary of War the true condition of this army, and coming from so high a source, expressing the united feeling of the army, I deem it proper to respectfully forward it for his information. I am most anxious to re-enlist this fine army, equal to any I ever saw, and am satisfied if something is not done to relieve it, it will be found impossible to induce the army to do so, but with some regard for its comfort, a large portion, if not the whole, may be prevailed upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the earliest possible moment I shall write more fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Very respectfully, your obedient servant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;W. W. LORING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Brigadier-General, Commanding, &amp;amp;c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Loring forwards the letter on through channels.&amp;nbsp; The next officer to read it will be "Stonewall" Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2688617415851664049?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2688617415851664049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2688617415851664049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2688617415851664049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2688617415851664049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/indorsement.html' title='Indorsement'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2814035726537495929</id><published>2012-01-25T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:40:47.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James W Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William B. Taliaferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>The Winter Of Our Discontent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The officers and men quartered in Romney feel forsaken by their commander, General Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson.&amp;nbsp; They are convinced that he has pulled&amp;nbsp;the Stonewall Brigade - his "pets" - back into nice, warm winter quarters in Winchester, while leaving the Army of the Northwest to make out as best they can in the exposed position at Romney.&amp;nbsp; The discontent comes to a boil as several officers meet to draft a letter to General Loring.&amp;nbsp; This so-called "Romney Petition" is signed by the various brigade and regimental officers.&amp;nbsp; As Colonel Ramsey and Lt. Colonel Thompson of the First Georgia are both absent in sickbeds, Major James W. Anderson signs the petition as commanding officer of the First.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JANUARY 25, 1862.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brigadier-General LORING, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Commanding Army of the Northwest: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GENERAL: The undersigned officers of your command beg leave to present their condition to your consideration as it exists at Romney. It is unnecessary to detail to you,who participated in it all, the service performed by the Army of the Northwest during the last eight months. The unwritten (it will never be truly written) history of that remarkable campaign would show, if truly portrayed, a degree of severity, of hardship, of toil, of exposure and suffering that finds no parallel in the prosecution of the present war, if indeed it is equaled in any war. And the alacrity and good-will with which the men of your command bore all this hardship, exposure, and deprivation would by death and disease, the remainder were about preparing quarters to shield them from the storms of winter in a rigorous climate. Many had prepared comparatively comfortable quarters, when they were called upon to march to Winchester and join the force under General Jackson. This they did about the 1st of December, with the same alacrity which had characterized their former conduct, making a march of some 140 miles at that inclement season of the year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After reaching Winchester, as expected, was ordered in the direction of the enemy, when all cheerfully obeyed the order, with the confident expectation that so soon as the object of the expedition was attamed they would be marched to some comfortable position, where they could enjoy a short respite and recruit wasted energies for the spring campaign.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The terrible exposure and suffering on this expedition can never be known to those who did not participate in it. When men pass night after night in the coldest period of a cold climate without tents, blankets, or even an ax to cut wood with, and without food twenty-four hours, and with some of the men nearly two days at a time, and attended by toilsome marches, it is not to be thought strange that some regiments which left Winchester with nearly 600 men should now, short as the time has been, report less than 200 men for duty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of finding, as expected, a little repose during midwinter, we are ordered to remain at this place. Our position at and near Romney is one of the most disagreeable and unfavorable that could well be imagined. We can only get an encampment upon the worst of wet, spouty land, much of which when it rains is naught but one sea of water and a consequent corresponding depth of mud, and this, too, without the advantage of sufficient wood, the men having to drag that indispensable article down from high up on the mountain side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are within a few miles of the enemy and of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, which imposes upon our men the continued hardship of very heavy picket duty, which will in a short time tell terribly upon their health and strength. We regard Romney as a place difficult to hold, and of no strategical importance after it is held. Besides, the country around it for some distance has already been by the enemy exhausted of its supplies. Your army could be maintained much more comfortably, and at much less expense, and with every military advantage, at almost any other place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another consideration we would endeavor to impress upon your mind: All must be profoundly impressed with the paramount importance of raising an army for the next summer's campaign. When we left Winchester, a very large proportion of your army, with the benefit of a short furlough, would have enlisted for the war, but now, with the present prospect before them, we doubt if one single man would re-enlist. But if they are yet removed to a position where their spirits could be revived, many, we think, will go for the war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In view of all these considerations and many others that might be presented, we ask that you present the condition of your command to the War Department, and earnestly ask that it may be ordered to some more favorable position.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respectfully,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WM. B. TALIAFERRO,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel, Commanding Fourth Brigade Northwestern Army.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAML. V. FULKERSON,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel, Thirty-Seventh Virginia Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VAN H. MANNING,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major, Commanding Third Arkansas Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. W. ANDERSON,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major, Commanding First Georgia Regiment. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A. V. SCOTT,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captain, Commanding Twenty-Third Virginia Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JESSE S. BURKS,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel, Commanding Third Brigade Northwestern Army.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;D. A. LANGHORNE,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lieutenant-Colonel, Commanding Forty-Second Virginia Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P. B. ADAMS,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major, Forty-Second Virginia Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. Y. JONES,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captain, Commanding First Battalion P. A. C. S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R. H. CUNNINGHAM, JR.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captain, Commanding Twenty-First Virginia Volunteers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOHN A. CAMPBELL,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel, Commanding Forty-Eighth Virginia Volunteers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2814035726537495929?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2814035726537495929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2814035726537495929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2814035726537495929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2814035726537495929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-of-our-discontent.html' title='The Winter Of Our Discontent'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6598067703444585725</id><published>2012-01-21T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T12:16:02.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Rifles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan P. Howell'/><title type='text'>Dessention In Romney</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMhXfiAJMHc/TxrxiUf49OI/AAAAAAAAALk/u8BpxrjHN4w/s1600/EPHowell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMhXfiAJMHc/TxrxiUf49OI/AAAAAAAAALk/u8BpxrjHN4w/s200/EPHowell.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captain Evan P. Howell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the war, Evan P. Howell, formerly lieutenant in the Washington Rifles and later commander of an artillery battery, purchased a controlling share of the Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Constitution&lt;/em&gt;, becoming it's editor-in-chief.&amp;nbsp; In 1905 an article was published in the &lt;em&gt;Constitution&lt;/em&gt; described Howell's experiences during the Romney Campaign, and before long the article was picked up by several newspapers.&amp;nbsp; The version that follows is from the October 12, 1905, edition of the Cumberland (Maryland) &lt;em&gt;Evening Times&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OLD STONEWALL AND THE BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How Capt. Howell and a Committee Advised Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;LESSON TO YOUNG SOLDIERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Waited on the General With Solemn Instructions—Told Him What He Should Do—How They Were Received and Sent Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A late issue of the Atlanta Constitution, of which Capt Evan Howell was editor, has the following good item of an experience with Stonewall Jackson:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hon. Ben E. Russell, of Bainbridge, writes the Constitution retelling the following good story which Captain Howell used to tell at his own expense of the time he and a committee of soldiers “waited upon Stonewall Jackson to advise him what to do.” Mr. Russell writes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The following is the substance of a war story that the late Captain Evan P. Howell loved to tell. The writer was a member of the First Georgia Regiment, at Romney at the time, and was cognizant of the facts here related.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Generals Loring and Stonewall Jackson, with the Confederate army, after a dreadful march unparalleled in the history of our war, arrived at Romney, Va., the enemy fleeing upong their approach. We pitched camp near the town, where we remained over two weeks, during which time we never saw the sun, owing to the awful weather of rain, snow and sleet alternately, and frequently all at the same time. The roads were knee-deep in muddy slush and ice making picket duty an almost unbearable hardship. The men got the blues and became discontented and began to inquire of each other, “What are we here for, anyhow?” Both officers and men were on the verge of mutiny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“To add fuel to flame it was understood among the troops that General Loring and old Stonewall were in total disagreement over the situation. Then some wiseacres of the regiment proposed a mass meeting of the men and officers of the brigade to protest against the continuation of the campaign by resolutions and the sending of a committee to General Jackson with them. The mass meeting was held, the resolutions drawn and the committee appointed. Of those on the committee were Evan P. Howell of the Washington Rifles, and Samuel A. Crump, captain of the Walker Light Infantry, of Augusta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Armed with the resolutions the committee started out to find Stonewall Jackson’s headquarters. On the way Captain Crump, who had been through the Mexican war, said to Captain Howell, ‘Evan, do you know that this thing means death to this whole blamed committee, for it’s nothing less than mutiny!’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ ‘Oh, well,’ says Captain Howell, ‘but we’ve got to go and see the general all the same.’ "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“General Jackson’s headquarters were found, occupying the second story of an old log house. The doughty committee climbed the stairway and entered the upper chamber with no little trepidation, Evan Howell in front. The resolutions in his trembling hands. Old Stonewall was sitting with his back to a very poor open fire with a table in front of him, on which was pread a military map of northern Virginia, surrounded by and dimly lighted with several tallow candles. The great commander looked up from his work and glanced at the committee as it filed before him. In reply to his question: ‘What can I do for you, gentlemen?’ Captain Howell shook out the famous resolution, which recited the grievances of the soldiers, and recommended the speedy evacuation of Romney, and a return to Winchester as the only way out of a bad scrape, reading them in a somewhat unsteady voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“During this scene General Jackson’s face never changed from its unusual mild expression. When the reading of the resolutions was over you could have ‘heard a pin drop.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The general assumed an attitude of deep thought for a moment—a moment when each committeeman’s knees smote each other—and then said in a rather weary voice, ‘You can return to your commands, gentlemen, and should I need your advice I will send for you.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ ‘Tis needless to add that our committee evaporated from those headquarters in a hurry. Captain Howell said, ‘We just&amp;nbsp;moved off, the most relieved set of men you ever saw.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Probably these resolutions, coupled with the disagreements with General Loring, etc., caused the immortal Stonewall Jackson to tender his resignation about this time to President Davis. Mr. Davis refused to accept it, but immediately promoted him to the rank of major general, and thus saved to the southern cause the services of the greatest military genius that has astonished the world since Napoleon the Great.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6598067703444585725?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6598067703444585725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6598067703444585725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6598067703444585725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6598067703444585725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/dessention-in-romney.html' title='Dessention In Romney'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMhXfiAJMHc/TxrxiUf49OI/AAAAAAAAALk/u8BpxrjHN4w/s72-c/EPHowell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8427306656357503026</id><published>2012-01-19T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:18:42.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William B. Taliaferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judah P. Benjamin'/><title type='text'>A Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Romney has been occupied by Confederate forces, and "Stonewall" has the prize he has long coveted, but he remains dissatisfied.&amp;nbsp; Looking north toward the Potomac River, he sees an immense supply depot at Cumberland, Maryland, which he decides can be taken with quick action.&amp;nbsp; Jackson plans to send the Stonewall Brigade, along with Colonel Taliaferro's Fifth Brigade of the Army of the Northwest, on a fast march from Romney toward Cumberland to destroy the railroad bridge and capture the supplies.&amp;nbsp; These plans fall through, however, due to the exhaustion of the troops.&amp;nbsp; Many of Jackson's and Taliaferro's regiments are down to a shadow of their former strength due to sickness, with a flood of ill soldiers overwhelming facilities in Winchester.&amp;nbsp; That, coupled with near mutinous sentiment in the Army of the Northwest, forces Jackson to cancel his advance.&amp;nbsp; He advises the Confederate Secretary of War, Judah P. Benjamin, that he is&amp;nbsp;making arrangements for putting the army into winter quarters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEADQUARTERS VALLEY DISTRICT,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romney, January 20, 1862,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honorable J. P. BENJAMIN, Secretary of War:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIR: Though the enemy have retreated to the Potomac, yet they continue in possession of the frontier of this district from 7 miles below Cumberland to the Alleghany. On the 1st of this month there was not a single loyal citizen of Morgan County who in my opinion could with safety remain at home, and the same may be said respecting the most valuable portion of Hampshire County. A kind Providence has restored to us the entire county of Morgan and nearly the entire county of Hampshire, but so long as the enemy hold possession of the railroad bridge 5 miles below Cumberland and the two railroad bridges above Cumberland they can make dangerous inroads upon us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On last Friday night I designed moving rapidly with my old brigade and one of General Loring's, for the purpose of destroying one of the railroad bridges across the North Branch of the Potomac west of Cumberland and thus cut off their supplies from the west, and consequently force them to reduce their army in front of me; but as General Loring's leading brigade, commanded by Colonel Taliaferro, was not in a condition to move, the enterprise had to be abandoned. Since leaving Winchester, on the 1st instant, the troops have suffered greatly, and General Loring has not a single brigade in a condition for active operations, though in a few days I except they will be much improved, and will, if placed in winter quarters, be able to hold this important portion of the valley, but these quarters should be well selected and the positions strengthened, and hence the great importance of having a good engineer officer. It will not do for me to remain here much longer, lest General Banks should cross the Potomac. Consequently in a few days I expect to leave this place, taking with me Garnett's brigade. I have written to General Johnston that, unless otherwise directed, General Loring's command will go into winter quarters in the South Branch Valley, General Carson's at Bath, General Meem's at Martinsburg, and Garnett's at Winchester. The cavalry will be distributed at various points along the northern frontier. General Bogg's brigade, which principally belongs to the South Branch Valley, will be distributed over the section of country to which it belongs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is very desirable that the troops should go into winter quarters as soon as possible, so I trust that you will send me the best engineer officer you can, though it be for only ten days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very respectfully, your obedient servant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T. J. JACKSON,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major-General, P. A. C. S., Commanding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8427306656357503026?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8427306656357503026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8427306656357503026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8427306656357503026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8427306656357503026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/change-of-plans.html' title='A Change of Plans'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5991698688465411194</id><published>2012-01-17T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:40:54.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>January 17, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G2qE4Oxld50/TxV5w0ewXrI/AAAAAAAAALc/dzzq6qSgHYI/s1600/romneyn5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G2qE4Oxld50/TxV5w0ewXrI/AAAAAAAAALc/dzzq6qSgHYI/s320/romneyn5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Default" style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For the past several days, General Thomas J. Jackson’s Valley Army has been struggling through terrible winter conditions as it moves toward Romney.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Stonewall Brigade, under General Richard Garnett, entered the town on January 15.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;General Loring’s brigades of the Army of the Northwest reach Romney by the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The sight that greets the troops is appalling, for the Union garrison had vandalized the town before retreating.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Nearly every dwelling, mill, and factory,” wrote Dr. Robert L. Dabney, Jackson’s friend and soon-to-be chief of staff, “. . . was consumed; the tanneries were destroyed, and the unfinished hides slit into ribbons; the roadside was strewed with the carcasses of milk-kine, oxen, and other domestic animals, shot down in mere wantonness. As they came in view of the town, lately smiling in the midst of rural beauty, scarcely anything appeared, by which it could be recognized by its own children, save the everlasting hills which surround it. Gardens, orchards, and out-buildings, with their enclosures, were swept away; the lawns were trampled by cavalry horses into mire; many of the dwellings were converted into stables, and the blinds and wainscot torn down for fuel; and every church, save one, which the Federal commander reserved for the pious uses of his own chaplains, was foully desecrated.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5991698688465411194?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5991698688465411194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5991698688465411194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5991698688465411194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5991698688465411194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-17-1862.html' title='January 17, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G2qE4Oxld50/TxV5w0ewXrI/AAAAAAAAALc/dzzq6qSgHYI/s72-c/romneyn5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-41116252654710922</id><published>2012-01-14T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:02:04.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>Rumblings of Discontent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The troops of the First Georgia, as well as the rest of the Army of the Northwest, are beginning to question the competence of the hero of Manassas, General Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson.&amp;nbsp; The general's determination to occupy Romney regardless of the horrible winter conditions is also causing the men to wonder about his sanity as well.&amp;nbsp; Letters filtering back to Georgia are full of rantings against Jackson, as evidenced in this missive, written by a soldier from his sickbed in Winchester, and printed in the Columbus &lt;em&gt;Daily Enquirer&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The First Georgia Regiment—Their&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Services and Sufferings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We take the following interesting extracts from a private letter received in this city:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WINCHESTER, VA., Jan. 16, 1862.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* * We are all completely worn out, having suffered greatly from our trip to Bath and Hancock. Our Regiment is completely broken up, there being not over 100 men now left in ranks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may have heard some of the particulars of our recent trip to “the Springs”—a trip which, as the Editor of the Winchester Republican says, “was certainly not undertaken by Gen. Jackson for pleasure or for health of himself or his command, unless they all have the constitutions of jackasses, which improve by being frosted all winter.” We had been promised to be paid off on the first of January; but instead of receiving our pay we received orders to pack up and march. We started toward Romney, which we all thought was our destination, but after marching five or six miles, we left the road and started toward Bath. Our trip has been a very hard one, and had told severely on our whole army and particularly on our regiment. Our brigade, or at least two regiments of it, ours and the 3d Virginia, were in the advance—did all the advance picket and guard duty. We slept every night except three for two weeks in the snow, without tents or blankets, and for three days had not a mouthful to eat. I had thought that in the retreat from Laurel Hill we had seen the worst phase of a soldier’s life, but I think I only express the feelings of a majority of our men when I say that I would rather take two such trips as that than go through the exposure and hardships of the last two weeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On our return we camped at a cross road about twenty miles from here, and staid there three or four days. From here many of our sick were sent back to Winchester; and on leaving camp, Monday, our regiment, which, when we left here on the 1st of January numbered nearly 700, marched with less than&lt;/em&gt; two hundred and fifty men&lt;em&gt;. The rest had all broken down, and had to stop and come back. Our officers told us that if anyone had a bad cold, or was the least unwell, and did not feel perfectly able to undergo a severe winter campaign, they did not want them to go on with the army, but would advise them to get back to town as soon as possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This trip will cost the lives of over a thousand men, and nothing has been accomplished to repay this sacrifice. The army—what there is left of it—has gone on to Romney, I believe. We are all completely used up and sick, and shall stay here till we get better. Every hospital here is filled, and ever farm house between here and the army is crowded with sick soldiers. We have succeeded in getting a comfortable room here with a private family, and I think by taking care of ourselves, will soon be well again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-41116252654710922?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/41116252654710922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=41116252654710922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/41116252654710922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/41116252654710922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/rumblings-of-discontent.html' title='Rumblings of Discontent'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8774232375703594593</id><published>2012-01-13T07:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T15:42:09.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>January 13, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Default" style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While his troops rested at Unger’s Store, General Jackson received an electrifying message from Colonel Ashby – the Federal troops had evacuated Romney.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Orders flew from Jackson’s headquarters that the army would march on January 13.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Early that morning the soldiers left camp in the face of another winter storm, heading westward toward Romney.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jackson’s lead element, the Stonewall Brigade, would reach Romney on the 15th, with General Loring’s troops finally reaching the town two days later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8774232375703594593?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8774232375703594593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8774232375703594593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8774232375703594593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8774232375703594593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-13-1862.html' title='January 13, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1870170959042819736</id><published>2012-01-11T20:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:40:02.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><title type='text'>Reporting To The Home Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As the Valley Army rested from its grueling, tortuous march through the snow and ice, some soldiers were able to put pen to paper and get letters off to their family and friends back in Georgia. Private Wiley Leatherwood of the Gate City Guards reported that his company was in good spirits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[W]e returned to this place, which is the hardest camp you ever saw—on the side of a mountain, so cussed steep you have to pull up by bushes. It has snowed, and it is now deep, and here we are, camped in the woods, and do not know where we will go, or what we will do. Suffice it to say, if any fighting is to be done or any marching on hand, the G. C. G’s are sure to be in for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While on this march, we were six days without tents or blankets, and the ground all the time covered with snow—eating a little parched corn, or a biscuit, without salt or grease so much as once in forty-eight hours, and exposed all the time to the enemy’s guns; yet for one to have heard the peals of laughter or the loud huzzas from the G. C. G’s, you would have thought them in splendid quarters; and frequently while one wing of our regiment would be fighting, the other end would be playing poker or singing and dancing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another Georgian was not so exuberant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our brigade, or at least two regiments of it, the 12th Georgia and the 3d Virginia, were in the advance—did all the advance picket and guard duty. We slept every night except three for two weeks in the snow, without tents or blankets, and for three days had not a mouthful to eat. I had thought that in the retreat from Laurel Hill we had seen the worst phase of a soldier's life, but I think I only express the feelings of a majority of our men when I say that I would rather take two such trips as that than go through the exposure and hardships of the last two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The 1st Georgia regiment, which when we left here on the 1st of January numbered nearly 700, marched with less than two hundred and fifty men. The rest had all broken down and been sent off to the hospitals; and on Tuesday morning about 100 of these had broken down, and had to stop and come back. This trip will cost the lives of over a thousand men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Captain Samuel Crump of the Walker Light Infantry described his efforts to stay healthy in the severe weather:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Where we go to next from here, no one knows, our General properly keeping his own secrets. Our army is numerous enough to make an advance anywhere. We can drive any force before us that we advance upon. We may go to Romney, but I doubt it. If we take it, which is certain, it will be of no use to us, as we will be too far from our provisions. It is my impression that we will go into winter quarters at this camp, as we have everything we want here, wood, water, &amp;amp;c., and can guard all points from this place. We are all well, except colds. The exposure in this climate without tents half the time, and nothing to eat for twenty-four hours, very often, of course, will produce more or less sickness. My health and Joe’s never was better. Two things I am careful about in this climate—keeping my chest and feet always warm, wearing flannel next to me, and two pairs woolen socks always; by this means I don’t suffer from cold any more here than at home, although the ground nearly all the time is covered with snow. I have, at last, learned to take care of myself, as you will perceive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1870170959042819736?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1870170959042819736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1870170959042819736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1870170959042819736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1870170959042819736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/reporting-to-home-folks.html' title='Reporting To The Home Folks'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5789725410195081386</id><published>2012-01-08T11:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:05:20.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William B. Taliaferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 8, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Default" style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colonel Taliaferro’s Fifth Brigade (including the First Georgia) staggers into the small crossroads known as Unger’s Store, with the rest of Jackson’s Valley Army coming in over the next two days. Jackson sends out orders to have the troops bathe and for horses to be rough-shod. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Hundreds of sick men are sent on to Winchester, where they quickly overwhelm the hospitals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Scores of ill soldiers are billeted in private homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5789725410195081386?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5789725410195081386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5789725410195081386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5789725410195081386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5789725410195081386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-8-1862.html' title='January 8, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8373256566009504345</id><published>2012-01-07T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:11:18.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>January 7, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Confederate troops begin breaking camp early in the morning as Jackson begins his withdrawal, with the wagon train in the lead. The worst winter storm yet strikes as the column struggles along. Compacted by hooves, wagon wheels, and thousands of feet, the snow is compressed into sheets of ice. Men and horses are constantly falling on the slippery ground. Private Walter Clark of the Oglethorpe Infantry would recall that “the roads were slick as glass. The horses had to be rough-shod and the wheels rough-locked with chains to cut the frozen sleet and snow in descending the hills, and even with these precautions the horses would fall and be dragged to the bottom of the descent before a halt could be made. Twelve horses would be hitched to a single piece of artillery and details were made from each company to push the wagons up the hills. To men not inured to such hardships the experience was a pretty rough one and the criticisms of the winter campaign made by some would not look well in a Sunday school book. Osborne Stone’s Presbyterian training would not allow him to use any cuss words, but I remember that his “dog-on-its” were frequent and emphatic.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another soldier would later write that he “had thought that in the retreat from Laurel Hill we had seen the worst phase of a soldier’s life, but I think I only express the feelings of a majority of our men when I say that I would rather take two such trips as that than go through the exposure and hardships of the last two weeks.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8373256566009504345?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8373256566009504345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8373256566009504345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8373256566009504345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8373256566009504345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-1862.html' title='January 7, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-350333450054468795</id><published>2012-01-06T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:38:38.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 6, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cannon balls crisscross the air over the Potomac River as General Jackson’s gunners keep up their bombardment of Hancock while Union batteries answer from the Maryland side. As the day wears on, Federal reinforcements enter Hancock from the north. Construction on the bridge being built by the Fourteenth Tennessee moves at a snail’s pace as the soldiers struggle to work in the freezing water. Jackson realizes that his chances of forcing Hancock are dimming with each hour, and as the day nears its end, he finally decides that he has done enough by driving the northern troops off from his flank. “Stonewall” issues orders to withdraw back to Bath, beginning early next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As the Georgians prepare to spend their last night on the bluffs overlooking the Potomac, they are relieved when their wagon train finally pulls up. For the first night since they left Winchester, they will sleep in their own tents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-350333450054468795?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/350333450054468795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=350333450054468795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/350333450054468795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/350333450054468795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-6-1862.html' title='January 6, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4465045489754816250</id><published>2012-01-05T11:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:57:27.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 5, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Stonewall’s” troops spend a horrific night in the sub-freezing temperatures along the bluffs overlooking the Potomac River. Little shelter is available due to the lagging behind of the wagons containing their tents. Soldiers huddle near fires for warmth. One soldier later reports that he didn’t stand picket, he ran picket in order to keep from freezing. Private Sam Watkins of the First Tennessee Regiment is horrified as his detachment discovers several Georgians frozen to death. “Some were sitting down and some were lying down; but each and every one was as cold and as hard frozen as the icicles that hung from their hands and faces and clothing--dead! They had died at their post of duty. Two of them, a little in advance of the others, were standing with their guns in their hands, as cold and as hard frozen as a monument of marble--standing sentinel with loaded guns in their frozen hands!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Carrying a demand for the Union troops to surrender, Colonel Turner Ashby crosses the Potomac to confer with Federal commander General Frederick Lander. Jackson’s message advises that if Lander does not surrender, “Stonewall” will open on the town with with his batteries on the town. Lander’s reply is to give his compliments to General Jackson and “tell him to bombard and be damned!” Jackson orders his gunners to open fire at 2:00 pm. He also sends the Fourteenth Tennessee two miles upstream to begin construction of a bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The soldiers huddle around their campfires as they prepare to endure another frigid night. In a letter to the Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Southern Confederacy&lt;/em&gt;, one Georgian describes his environment: “Sunday night a heavy snow fell covering terra firma with a white carpet at least three inches thick. Our wagon train being several miles in our rear, we had to remain in this snow storm without tents or provision, and but one blanket to shield us from that slow-falling, flaky offspring of dew and frost. Of course there was but little sleeping done that night by our boys. Occasionally one, worn down of fatigue, would sink into a disturbed slumber as he sat near the camp fire”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4465045489754816250?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4465045489754816250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4465045489754816250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4465045489754816250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4465045489754816250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-5-1862.html' title='January 5, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4442528810925573991</id><published>2012-01-04T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:16:28.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 4, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As morning dawns on January 4, Jackson aligns his brigades for the push into Bath. The First Georgia, along with the Twenty-First and Twenty-Third Virginia, is placed on the main road leading into town, while other regiments line up along the base of the ridges on either side of the valley. Furious after artillery fire from Warm Springs Ridge brings Colonel Gilham’s brigade to a halt, Jackson orders the First Tennessee onto the ridge to take the guns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Confederate cavalry, led by Lt. Col. William S. H. Baylor, charges into Bath. The Georgians and Virginians on the main road rush up the main road into town, led by General Jackson himself. The Federal garrison retreats, heading north toward the Potomac River crossings at Sir Johns Run and Hancock, Maryland. Jackson orders the First Georgia and Twenty-Third Virginia, along with cavalry under Colonel Turner Ashby, forward to pursue the retiring Union troops. He next directs General Loring to move his brigades north in hopes of capturing the Federals before they can escape across the Potomac, while the Stonewall Brigade remains in Bath to hold the town. The Union soldiers make it over the river to the safety of Hancock, much to Jackson’s irritation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jackson directs his troops to take position on the bluffs overlooking the Potomac, but orders that there be no fires that would give away their locations. As night falls, the temperatures plunge below freezing. A soldier from the Oglethorpe Infantry voices the anger of the men toward “Stonewall:”&amp;nbsp; "We were not allowed to build fires, lest the enemy should shell us. Men walked up and down, to and fro, to keep warm. Now and then we could see a little blaze started--somebody disobeying orders--and then an order “put out that fire” – “wait until the General has his fire, then you can have yours.” Here we stood shivering and hungry.” At 1:00 am, Jackson finally relents and allows the men to build fires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4442528810925573991?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4442528810925573991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4442528810925573991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4442528810925573991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4442528810925573991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-4-1862.html' title='January 4, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2366813685296083294</id><published>2012-01-03T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:22:33.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 3, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;General Jackson wants to attack the Union garrison at Bath on January 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;, but his plans go awry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His troops continue to labor along through the harsh winter conditions, but by mid-afternoon they are still close to three miles from the town.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After a brief skirmish with Federal pickets, Jackson orders General Loring’s lead brigade, under Colonel William Gilham, to advance into Bath.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Loring, furious with “Stonewall” for ordering an attack by cold and exhausted men, countermands Jackson’s order and directs his Army of the Northwest to go into bivouac.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jackson is furious with Loring for this, leading to a heated exchange between the two officers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Loring rails at Jackson for not keeping him apprised of his commander’s plans, at one point exclaiming that he “would find myself in command of an army of the object of whose movement I know nothing!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2366813685296083294?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2366813685296083294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2366813685296083294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2366813685296083294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2366813685296083294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-1862.html' title='January 3, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-679673378655138415</id><published>2012-01-02T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:47:45.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William B. Taliaferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 2, 1862</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05eRpRRHIao/TwHBnBFtHmI/AAAAAAAAALU/xzvhNXc6Ot4/s1600/followingStonewall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05eRpRRHIao/TwHBnBFtHmI/AAAAAAAAALU/xzvhNXc6Ot4/s200/followingStonewall.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Stonewall’s” soldiers continue their march, struggling through ice covered roads and drifting snow. Jackson’s commanders are surprised when the general turns the column north, away from the direct route to Romney. Jackson intends to attack the town of Bath, Virginia (current day Berkeley Springs, West Virginia), to clear Union troops from his flank before driving on to Romney. The general’s penchant for keeping his officers uninformed of his plans will have serious consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Late in the day, General Loring orders his troops to halt in order to build fires and cook rations. Shortly thereafter, a courier arrives from Jackson bearing orders to continue the march. Loring explodes. “By God, sir,” he roars, “this is the damnedest outrage ever perpetrated in the annals of history, keeping my men out here in the cold without food!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nonetheless, Loring gives the order to resume the march. As his regiments labor to move through the snowdrifts, they come upon swampy terrain, becoming badly intermingled as they struggle through the marsh. Finally reaching the far side, the exhausted troops are compelled to halt, falling out along the roadside where they had stopped. Private Lavender Ray of the Newnan Guards was one of those overcome with fatigue. “At last Capt. Wilkins Co. B swore that his men should go no farther and the other Capts. determined to stop also. So we were ordered to fall out on the roadside and build fires which we did. And here we remained all night in the cold without a blanket or anything to eat. Virginians, Georgians, Tennesseans were all mixed up around fires made of trash and pieces of dead wood as had no ax to cut with.” The head of Jackson’s column had covered only eight miles, reaching the crossroads known as Unger’s Store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-679673378655138415?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/679673378655138415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=679673378655138415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/679673378655138415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/679673378655138415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2-1862.html' title='January 2, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05eRpRRHIao/TwHBnBFtHmI/AAAAAAAAALU/xzvhNXc6Ot4/s72-c/followingStonewall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8879342210386908993</id><published>2012-01-01T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:21:13.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>January 1, 1862</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSapRIMv5ck/TwB4zLRmHcI/AAAAAAAAALI/jr8O4coBPSw/s1600/Jackson_9_lg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSapRIMv5ck/TwB4zLRmHcI/AAAAAAAAALI/jr8O4coBPSw/s200/Jackson_9_lg.gif" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Stonewall" Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As the New Year dawns, Major General Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson begins his drive to take the strategic town of Romney, in western (now West) Virginia. Jackson believes that if he can drive out or capture the Federal garrison there, he will have a springboard to launch raids against the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, and possibly return Western Virginia to Confederate control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Early on the morning of January 1, Jackson’s small army begins its march from Winchester, Virginia. His forces include his own vaunted Stonewall Brigade, as well as three brigades from the Army of the Northwest, commanded by Brigadier General William W. Loring. Loring’s Fifth Brigade, led by Colonel William B. Taliaferro, consists of the Third Arkansas, Twenty-Third Virginia, Twenty-Seventh Virginia, and Ramsey’s First Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Led off by the Stonewall Brigade, Jackson’s troops start out early on an unusually warm winter morning. The air is clear, and the temperature soon rises into the 50’s. Quickly becoming overheated in the mild temperatures, many of the soldiers discard their winter coats by piling them in wagons or simply tossing them alongside the road. By early afternoon, clouds laden with snow and ice are scudding overhead, and the temperatures plunge below freezing. As frozen precipitation coats the men’s clothing and equipment, the column struggles along. The wagons are now far in the rear, leaving the soldiers unable to retrieve their coats. By that evening, the column reaches the small community of Pughtown, barely eight miles from their starting point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8879342210386908993?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8879342210386908993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8879342210386908993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8879342210386908993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8879342210386908993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-1-1862.html' title='January 1, 1862'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSapRIMv5ck/TwB4zLRmHcI/AAAAAAAAALI/jr8O4coBPSw/s72-c/Jackson_9_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6698977265739244108</id><published>2011-12-18T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T10:36:50.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bainbridge Independents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As Christmas approached in 1861, the men of the First Georgia, many away from home for the first time, did their best to prepare celebrations for the holiday. Lieutenant William O. Fleming of the Bainbridge Independents wrote in a letter to his wife how he could “see you all now, in my imagination, seated around a nice, blazing Georgia christmas Eve fire.” Private Lavender R. Ray and his messmates in the Newnan Guards gathered the ingredients for eggnog and “enjoyed ourselves last night and this morning.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In his memoirs of service with Oglethorpe Infantry, entitled &lt;em&gt;Under The Stars And Bars&lt;/em&gt; and published in 1900, Walter Clark wrote of a Christmas feast that did not turn out quite as planned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a laudable desire to celebrate the day in appropriate style we had arranged with a colored caterer to supply our mess table with the proverbial turkey and such other adjuncts as the depleted condition of our financial bureau would permit. The day dawned and in the early morning hours our appetites for the coming feast were whetted by an eggnog kindly furnished the entire company by Lieu*. J. V. H. Allen. The Christmas sun passed its meridian and traveled on its setting with no Joshua to stay its course. The appointed dinner hour came, as all appointed times do, but the proverbial turkey came not, with adjuncts or without. With our gastronomic hopes knocked finally into pi, but not mince pie, we sat down at last to our hardtack and bacon, lamenting in our hearts the uncertainty of “aught that wades, or soars, or shines beneath the stars.” Whether the roost, from which our caterer expected to supply our larder was too well guarded on the preceding night, or whether the rating given our mess by the commercial agencies was unsatisfactory has remained through all these years an unsolved problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To everyone from the Martin family, best wishes for a very Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6698977265739244108?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6698977265739244108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6698977265739244108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6698977265739244108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6698977265739244108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-feast.html' title='A Christmas Feast'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8360865491299469217</id><published>2011-12-11T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:10:41.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Stonewall&quot; Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>The Troops Have Arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In December, 1861, General Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson was planning an offensive strike against Federal troops ensconced in the strategic town of Romney, formerly of Virginia and now in West Virginia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As part of a brigade under the command of Colonel William B. Taliaferro, the First Georgia arrived in Winchester. Through recruitment and new arrivals from home, the regiment entered its camp at nearly full strength. General Jackson noted the arrival of Taliaferro’s regiments in a report to his immediate superior, General Joseph E. Johnston:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEADQUARTERS VALLEY DISTRICT, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winchester, Va., December 24, 1861. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;General JOSEPH E. JOHNSTON: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GENERAL: In reply to your letter of December 21 I have to state that on inquiry I learn from General Loring that there is no company of Colonel Moore's regiment in Colonel Gilham's regiment. The regiments now here from Western Virginia are: The Twenty-third Virginia, aggregate 517; Thirty-seventh Virginia, aggregate 846; First Georgia, aggregate 918; Third Arkansas, aggregate 756.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; do not know the names and strength of the other regiments ordered here. As soon as I learn them I will report to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respectfully, your obedient servant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T. J. JACKSON,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major-General, Commanding. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8360865491299469217?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8360865491299469217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8360865491299469217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8360865491299469217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8360865491299469217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/12/troops-have-arrived.html' title='The Troops Have Arrived'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7817744969977687849</id><published>2011-11-24T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:40:39.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James O. Clarke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>Camp Diversions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me take this opportunity to wish one and all a very Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;150 years ago, high in the Allegheny Mountains, life was relatively quiet.&amp;nbsp; As winter settled in over the mountains, skirmishes between the enemy armies dwindled.&amp;nbsp; Soldier's thoughts were turned more toward keeping warm as snow fell&amp;nbsp;on the camps of the First Georgia.&amp;nbsp; Many hoped that they would be moved&amp;nbsp;to winter quarters in warmer climes.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, the men&amp;nbsp;did what they could to keep their shelters snug and to keep boredom at bay, as described in this article from the Augusta (GA) &lt;em&gt;Chronicle &amp;amp; Sentinel&lt;/em&gt; of November 24, 1861:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From a Member of the Walker Light Infantry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are permitted to take the following interesting extracts from a private letter of a member of the Walker Light Infantry. It shows that, even in that bleak country, camp life has its pleasant aspects.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAMP BARTOW, Nov. 17th, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Friend:--We are having a cold time now, the ground being covered with snow and ice. But few in our regiment have ever seen such cold weather; but the boys enjoy it and suffer no one to pass, not even the Colonel, without pelting the passer with snow balls. Colonel Clark and our Surgeon are enjoying themselves with this pleasant sport. Joe Taliaferro is sitting in the corner reading “Valentine Vox;” Capt. Crump and Fred. Stoy are talking over the adventures of the latter in the mountains; Russell is writing; Hood and Charley Doughty have gone on the Alleghanys to hunt provisions; Gibson, Deas, Bugg and Bowden are on picket guard; Larus has gone with a requisition for blankets and shoes, while the other members of the company are either keeping warm by the fire, or cooking their dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The men enjoy good health, but I fear that many will suffer much with cold if we are not ordered soon to go into winter quarters. I do not think that any but insane man can approve prosecuting an active campaign in North Western Virginia this winter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In our tent we are quite comfortable, having a fire-place. It is made by digging a trench which is covered with rock, one end being in the tent, in which we build a fire, a barrel with both heads knocked out is our chimney: but even with the fire my hands are so cold I can hardly write.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday.—I was interrupted in writing by Col. Clark bringing up the Regiment, armed with snowballs to take our battery. After a desperate fight, they succeeded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday Henry J. Sibley arrived with blankets, &amp;amp;c. He gave to our company each man a blanket, undershirt and pair of socks. He also gave articles to the Oglethorpe Infantry and other companies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An order has just been received for us to march to Staunton on Thursday, there to receive other orders. We are ordered to send our trunks and all extra baggage to-morrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As it is so cold I can hardly hold my pen, you will excuse brevity. The company are all well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours, &amp;amp;c., W.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7817744969977687849?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7817744969977687849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7817744969977687849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7817744969977687849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7817744969977687849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/11/camp-diversions.html' title='Camp Diversions'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5525298972639641564</id><published>2011-11-18T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:48:59.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>Civil War Monitor Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to all who stopped by my table at the Dahlonega Literary Festival.&amp;nbsp; My wife Cathy accompanied me to this event, and we both made some new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbU56SkaodQ/TsZuu3l68GI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1gg_Wbky_qU/s1600/civil+war+monitor.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="94" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbU56SkaodQ/TsZuu3l68GI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1gg_Wbky_qU/s320/civil+war+monitor.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am deeply honored to report that &lt;em&gt;"I Will Give Them One More Shot" &lt;/em&gt;has received another good review - this one written by Dr. James I. Robertson for the new magazine, &lt;em&gt;"The Civil War Monitor". &lt;/em&gt;Dr. Robertson is one of the preeminent scholars of Civil War history, and I was thrilled to read his review of my work.&amp;nbsp; He writes:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;"George Martin’s history of the first of the 1st Georgia Infantry regiments (ten different units bore the title) is a solid contribution to regimental studies. It is as well a fitting tribute to a Confederate force whose campaigning life lasted less than a year."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The entire review can be read &lt;a href="http://www.civilwarmonitor.com/book-shelf/comparative-review-coffman-going-back-the-way-they-came-2011-martin-i-will-give-them-one-more-shot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5525298972639641564?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5525298972639641564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5525298972639641564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5525298972639641564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5525298972639641564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/11/civil-war-monitor-review.html' title='Civil War Monitor Review'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbU56SkaodQ/TsZuu3l68GI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1gg_Wbky_qU/s72-c/civil+war+monitor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4733184372266602776</id><published>2011-11-11T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:41:54.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlonega Volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia'/><title type='text'>Dahlonega Literary Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On this Veteran's Day, I would&amp;nbsp;like to take a moment to thank the veterans from all branches who have served and now serve in war and peace for their commitment to secure and preserve the freedoms that we citizens of the United States enjoy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On the road again this weekend - this time to Dahlonega, Georgia, for the Dahlonega Literary Festival.&amp;nbsp; My ancestor who served in the First Georgia was a member of the Dahlonega Volunteers, Company "H" of the First.&amp;nbsp; I will have a table where I will be signing and selling books, and on Saturday morning will be participating in a forum on local history.&amp;nbsp; I invite all who might be in the neighborhood to stop by and say hi.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;More information on the Festival can be found &lt;a href="http://www.literaryfestival.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4733184372266602776?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4733184372266602776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4733184372266602776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4733184372266602776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4733184372266602776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/11/dahlonega-literary-festival.html' title='Dahlonega Literary Festival'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8263833294208354750</id><published>2011-11-02T20:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:07:55.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Bartow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W. Hunter Lesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corricks Ford'/><title type='text'>New Book On The "First Campaign"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PKCC9HyXDk/TrHWsu1d0nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q-gTiyAY3b0/s1600/Lesser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PKCC9HyXDk/TrHWsu1d0nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q-gTiyAY3b0/s320/Lesser.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First, my apologies for taking awhile to post.&amp;nbsp; Between various obligations and a much needed vacation, I've been lax in my writing over the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'd like to congratulate my friend and fellow historian W. Hunter Lesser on the publication of his new book, &lt;em&gt;The First Campaign:&amp;nbsp; A Guide to Civil War in the Mountains of West Virginia, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; The book, published by Quarrier Press of Charleston, West Virginia, describes three one-day driving tours through the Allegheny Mountains region marched and fought over during the first year of the Civil War.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As described by Hunter, "This guidebook offers three one-day driving tours filled with spellbinding scenery and adventure. Easy to follow directions, narratives and “fun facts” are your ticket to a delightful journey through these “enchanted” mountains."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed reading this (all the while remembering the treks that Hunter and I made through the back country), and hope to be able to travel back up to West Virginia to try out these routes for myself.&amp;nbsp; The book is priced at $15.95 (plus shipping and handling) and can be ordered through the West Virginia Book Company &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wvbookco.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=wvbookco&amp;amp;Product_Code=firstcampaign&amp;amp;Category_Code=10" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8263833294208354750?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8263833294208354750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8263833294208354750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8263833294208354750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8263833294208354750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-book-on-first-campaign.html' title='New Book On The &quot;First Campaign&quot;'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PKCC9HyXDk/TrHWsu1d0nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q-gTiyAY3b0/s72-c/Lesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-545038347444786653</id><published>2011-10-16T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:14:42.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Bartow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>The War Settles Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the Confederate&amp;nbsp;victory at Greenbrier River, a stalemate settled over the Allegheny Mountains as Federal and Confederate soldiers settled into their camps and began to prepare for winter.&amp;nbsp; The tedium of camp life was broken by an&amp;nbsp;occasional skirmish, as&amp;nbsp;Union troops probed the&amp;nbsp;defenses at Camp Bartow.&amp;nbsp; One soldier,&amp;nbsp;writing under the pen-name of "Nestor," described the activities in a letter to the Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Southern Confederacy&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CAMP BARTOW, Green Briar River, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pocahontas County, Va.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tuesday Evening, Oct. 15th, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Confederacy: The almost painful monotony of our camp was dispelled this morning about ten o’clock, on the reception of intelligence that the enemy was coming down to attack us. Instantly the whole camp presented a most lively appearance, and imposing scene—men rushing from ditches and batteries, where they had been working all the morning, to their tents for their arms and accoutrements—the clear, loud ringing voices of our officers commanding their respective companies to “fall in”—the rapidity with which this order was executed—aid-de camps and scouts rushing across the field under full gallop, coming in from every direction with dispatches to Gen. Jackson, al tended to induce us to believe that there was hot work just at hand; and the cool, determined manner of the men, their resolute countenances, showed plainly how deeply they were impressed with the importance of performing, even at the cost of their lives, the duty expected to be assigned them, and their willingness, yes, eagerness, to enter into the contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Having stood under arms for some time, momentarily expecting orders to march out to meet the enemy, it was ascertained that the alarm was in consequence of our pickets stationed on the Green Bank Road, leading south-west from here, being fired upon by a small body of Yankees: and also in consequence of one regiment of Hessians being discovered at a point of the road leading to Cheat Mountain, about four miles distant from this encampment. Some are of the opinion that the enemy is sending out strong reconnoitering parties to find out, if possible, our most assailable point, after which he will attack us; while others believe that he is now sending around parties to flank us on either side, and that a large force will be brought up in front, so soon as these flankers shall have had time to gain their respective positions, when we will be simultaneously attacked from three different points. Whether these opinions prove to be correct or not, time alone can tell. One thing, however, is certain, the indications upon which the belief that we will be attacked here in a few days is predicated, are very strong, and as the enemy is not likely, from his experience on the 3d inst, to attack us without having a vastly superior force, you need not be surprised to hear of a great and bloody battle at this point soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen. &lt;/em&gt;[Henry R.] &lt;em&gt;Jackson’s command occupies the same position now that it did prior to the battle of 3d inst. Since that time we have labored very hard in strengthening our old fortifications and in constructing new ones. The result of this work is, that we are now more than twice as able to repulse an attack from the enemy as we were on the day of the recent battle at this place, with the same arms and force we then had. But since that time we have received four pieces of artillery of the following calibre: Two 12-pound howitzers and two rifled 6-pounders, and we were also reinforced this morning by Col. &lt;/em&gt;[Samuel V.] &lt;em&gt;Fulkerson’s Va. Regiment, which has been for some time past guarding a pass in the mountains about seven miles south-west from this place. With this addition in men and arms, and the strong position we now occupy, I dare say we can repulse the efforts of at least 15,000 Hessians to break through our lines; indeed, some are of opinion that with the force we now have here, our position is impregnable against an attack of 20,000.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The health of this division of the Army of N. W. Virginia is improving rapidly. But few cases of fever among the soldiers composing it. The weather for the last five days has been fair and very cool. We have had a heavy frost every morning since the 11th inst. I saw ice this morning one-fourth of an inch thick. If anything is to be accomplished here in a military point of view during this campaign, it must be done speedily; for the deep snows and bleak winds of winter will soon put a stop to all active military operations in N. W. Virginia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;NESTOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I'd like to express my thanks to the Monroe County Historical Society and the Cabiness Chapter&amp;nbsp;of the United Daughters of the Confederacy for their warm welcome during my recent book signing and presentation in Forsyth, Georgia.&amp;nbsp; Also thanks to the members of the Sons of Confederate Veterans Capt. C. F. Connor Camp #849 who braved the rainy weather to come to my talk in Newton, North Carolina.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-545038347444786653?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/545038347444786653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=545038347444786653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/545038347444786653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/545038347444786653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/10/war-settles-down.html' title='The War Settles Down'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-233425504740182589</id><published>2011-10-03T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:20:14.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitman Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flags'/><title type='text'>October 3, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc5XdHcCQGA/Tom2G0Nv1FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wab1qc2veHA/s1600/greenbrier1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc5XdHcCQGA/Tom2G0Nv1FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wab1qc2veHA/s320/greenbrier1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shortly after midnight, Union General Joseph Reynolds, at the head of nearly 5,000 troops and thirteen pieces of artillery, began his march down from Cheat Summit Fort.&amp;nbsp; His target, Confederate Camp Bartow, under the command of General Henry R. Jackson, which was&amp;nbsp;located along the banks of the Greenbrier River near an old stage tavern known as Travelers Repose.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Near dawn, Reynold's skirmishers struck a Confederate picket line under the command of Colonel James N. Ramsey of the First Georgia.&amp;nbsp; The pickets held off four separate attacks, but when the Federals brought up artillery, Ramsey ordered the troops to withdraw.&amp;nbsp; Ramsey himself was cut off from his troops as the action swirled around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colonel Edward Johnson of the Twelfth Georgia, leading a detachment of about 100 men cobbled together from his regiment and the First Georgia, advanced from the fortifications to assist Ramsey's pickets.&amp;nbsp; Johnson was able to hold up the Federal advance for almost an hour, giving the troops in the breastworks time to bolt their breakfast and form up.&amp;nbsp; Finally giving way, Johnson's men streamed back toward the camp.&amp;nbsp; It was at this time that Private David Young of the Gate City Guards, the soldier mentioned in this blog's masthead, was killed.&amp;nbsp; While Johnson conducted his delaying action, Jackson deployed his troops.&amp;nbsp; The First Georgia was placed on the far right flank of Jackson's line.&amp;nbsp; "Your regiment have the post of danger," Jackson&amp;nbsp;told Major George H. Thompson of the First.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Union commander now ordered up his artillery, which went into battery just eight hundred yards in front of Jackson's redoubts.&amp;nbsp; During the next four hours, a titanic artillery duel continued between the two sides, with the thunder of the cannon echoing across the valley.&amp;nbsp; Reynolds also tried advancing troops toward each of the Rebel's flanks, but was repulsed each time.&amp;nbsp; Finally, having made no progress against the Confederate entrenchments, and observing reinforcements coming up behind Jackson, Reynolds broke off the attack and retreated back to Cheat Summit Fort.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Confederates celebrated their defensive victory.&amp;nbsp; After the battle, a soldier from the Quitman Guards (Company K of the First), out looking for souvenirs on the battlefield, found the flag of the 7th Indiana Regiment leaning against a tree.&amp;nbsp; The banner was presented to General Jackson and forwarded to Richmond as a trophy of the First Georgia.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-233425504740182589?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/233425504740182589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=233425504740182589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/233425504740182589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/233425504740182589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-3-1861.html' title='October 3, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc5XdHcCQGA/Tom2G0Nv1FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wab1qc2veHA/s72-c/greenbrier1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2378370577883722251</id><published>2011-09-25T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:27:16.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitman Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>Henderson and Monroe Counties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday I was privileged to have a book signing at the Henderson County Heritage Museum in Hendersonville, North Carolina.&amp;nbsp; The Museum has a great display of War Between the States memorabilia in commemoration of the Sesquicentennial, and has been inviting local authors of Civil War books to present their works.&amp;nbsp; I brought along a few of my own relics to display.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to everyone who stopped by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Next weekend, I'll be in Forsyth, in Monroe County, Georgia.&amp;nbsp; Sunday, October 2, I'll be having a book signing from 3:00 pm to 5:00 pm at the Monroe County Historical Society Museum.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The next evening, I'll be&amp;nbsp;speaking to the Society about&amp;nbsp;writing a regimental history.&amp;nbsp; The Quitman Guards of Forsyth and Monroe County were Company K of the First Georgia Infantry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2378370577883722251?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2378370577883722251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2378370577883722251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2378370577883722251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2378370577883722251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/henderson-and-monroe-counties.html' title='Henderson and Monroe Counties'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7119004029857113647</id><published>2011-09-13T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T08:13:16.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert E. Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>September 13, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;His plans disrupted with the failure of Colonel Rust to attack Cheat Summit Fort, and with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;all hope of surprise gone, General Lee orders his brigades back to their camps.&amp;nbsp; General Loring urges Lee to allow the attack on Elkwater to proceed, but Lee decides that an assault on the well-entrenched and now alerted enemy would be suicidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Not receiving the recall order, General Jackson continued to demonstrate in front of Cheat Summit Fort, hoping to draw the Federals out of their fortifications.&amp;nbsp; With no success, Jackson begins building his own fieldworks, but on the 16th receives orders to return to Camp Bartow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Unsuccessful at &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Cheat&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/placetype&gt;, Lee decided to try again at another point.&amp;nbsp; On September 20, Lee directed Loring to follow him south to the Kanawha River Valley&amp;nbsp;with 5 regiments, leaving General Jackson in command at &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Camp&lt;/placetype&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Bartow&lt;/placename&gt;&lt;/place&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7119004029857113647?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7119004029857113647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7119004029857113647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7119004029857113647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7119004029857113647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-13-1861.html' title='September 13, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1552371291496292792</id><published>2011-09-12T07:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T07:49:32.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert E. Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>September 12, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lee’s various brigades made their way to their positions opposite Elkwater and Cheat Summit Fort. Surprisingly, even with torrential downpours and clashes with Federal pickets, the different brigades reached their jump-off points on schedule. General Jackson’s brigade, including the First Georgia, was to approach Cheat Mountain from the east. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Early on the morning of September 12, a detachment of 100 soldiers, taken from the First and Twelfth Georgia regiments, under the command of Lt. Samuel Dawson of the Twelfth, were sent ahead to silence the Union pickets. After several encounters, Dawson’s small force got close enough to Cheat Summit Fort to hear music from within. Dawson felt that his soldiers were too exposed where they were, so he elected to withdraw back down the mountain. As they came down the road in the early morning rain and fog, they came upon a column of troops moving toward them. Believing the column to be Federals, several of Dawson’s men panicked and opened fire. Actually, the troops were the Twelfth and First Georgia, who deployed into the trees and began returning fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For several minutes the Georgians blazed away at each other, before some of Dawson’s men realized that they were firing on their own regiments. Dawson’s detachment ceased fire and began to yell “Georgians, Georgians!” and “Hurrah for Jeff Davis!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colonel Edward Johnson of the Twelfth hollered to his men “It’s a damned lie. Pop it to ‘em, pop it to ‘em!” Sergeant William Dent of the Newnan Guards, bleeding from where a ball had grazed his head, ran through the hail of lead shouting, “Great Gods! You are killing your own men!” Dent’s actions finally brought the firing to a halt. Private Tom Brown of the Newnan Guards was mortally wounded, and Private Rufus McPherson Felder from the Southern Rights Guard was killed. The Georgians took care of their killed and wounded, then proceeded to their designated positions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lee now had the Federals at Elkwater and Cheat Mountain encircled. The signal for all commands to attack would be the sound of Colonel Rust’s guns as his small brigade struck the rear of Cheat Summit Fort. However, captured Union soldiers convinced Rust that there were over 3,000 troops in the fort, instead of the few hundred actually there. That, and the formidable breastworks, caused Rust to have second thoughts. He decided that it would be suicidal to attack, so withdrew back to Camp Bartow. The rest of Lee’s troops waited all day for the sound of Rust’s attack, but it never came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1552371291496292792?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1552371291496292792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1552371291496292792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1552371291496292792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1552371291496292792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-12-1861.html' title='September 12, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8296117718186785279</id><published>2011-09-11T09:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T09:29:27.421-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance'/><title type='text'>September 11, 1861...2001...and 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Orders went on to the soldiers of the First Georgia to ready themselves to march. On the afternoon of September 11, 1861,&amp;nbsp;strips of white cloth were passed out to the troops, to be attached to their uniforms as identification. Shortly thereafter, the First formed ranks and marched out of camp, working their way along the Staunton-Parkersburg Turnpike toward Cheat Mountain as lightning flashed around them and rain began to fall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Like millions of Americans on the morning of September 11, 2001, I was beginning my work day when news came that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. The office television was quickly switched on, and we viewed with shock and sadness at what looked to be a terrible accident. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, there was a fleeting glimpse of an object tearing across the sky, and within seconds, flames billowed out from the second tower. My thought at that moment was&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;this is no accident&lt;/em&gt;. The images on the TV screen were unbelievable, surreal – like the special effects of a science fiction movie. It was almost impossible for my mind to wrap itself around what was happening. But deep down within me, I knew that this country was changed on that horrible day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This morning on my front porch, my United States flag flies at half staff. I would ask everyone to please take a moment today to remember those that lost their lives on 9/11/01, as well as&amp;nbsp;the men and women in uniform who now serve our country across the globe; from those in harm's way, to those in support roles, and the loved ones who wait at home for their safe return.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8296117718186785279?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8296117718186785279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8296117718186785279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8296117718186785279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8296117718186785279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-11-18612001and-2011.html' title='September 11, 1861...2001...and 2011'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5645407355698176439</id><published>2011-09-09T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T10:21:08.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert E. Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheat Summit Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>September 9, 1861</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While in the midst of planning an attack on Union fortifications at Elkwater in Western Virginia, General Robert E. Lee was approached by Colonel Albert Rust of the Third Arkansas. Rust claimed to have scouted a trail which led to the rear of Federal Fort Milroy on Cheat Mountain, and proposed a multi-pronged attack which would take both positions. Lee was unsure about the plan, but was swayed by Rust's enthusiasm. The general put together an ambitious plan for a simultaneous assualt by five brigades to commence on September 12, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qgxko1pKUo/TmofFRr6fmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/G8gWeJ_0XWk/s1600/Rust.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qgxko1pKUo/TmofFRr6fmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/G8gWeJ_0XWk/s200/Rust.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colonel Albert Rust&lt;br /&gt;of the Third Arkansas Infantry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rust requested the honor of leading the troops which would approach Cheat Summit Fort from the rear. Though senior in rank, Colonel William B. Taliaferro of the Twenty-Third Virginia and Colonel Samuel Fulkerson of the Thirty-Seventh Virginia agreed to serve under Rust's command. Having the farthest distance to travel to it's jump-off position, Rust's brigade, including his own Third Arkansas, Taliaferro's and Fulkerson's regiments, the Thirty-First Virginia under Lt. Colonel William L. Jackson and Major George Hansborough's Ninth Virginia Battalion, marched out of Camp Bartow on September 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If his brigades could reach their positions undetected, Lee would have the Union fortifications surrounded, and victory would be certain. The signal for all of his troops to attack would be the sound of Colonel Rust's guns as the Arkansan struck Cheat Summit Fort. Lee's decision to give such a vital role to an untested officer would have unforseen results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5645407355698176439?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5645407355698176439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5645407355698176439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5645407355698176439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5645407355698176439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-9-1861.html' title='September 9, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qgxko1pKUo/TmofFRr6fmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/G8gWeJ_0XWk/s72-c/Rust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-9141686159059010603</id><published>2011-09-05T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:58:36.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William W. Loring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert E. Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCQVV42eP9c/TmTUIf9_diI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nd4lxkKPjOw/s1600/Robert+E+Lee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCQVV42eP9c/TmTUIf9_diI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nd4lxkKPjOw/s320/Robert+E+Lee.jpg" width="270" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colonel Robert E. Lee of the United States Army,&lt;br /&gt;as he appeared at the beginning of the Civil War.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Considered by many to be the best soldier in the pre-war United States Army, Robert E. Lee had been offered command of the Union Army being assembled around Washington. Unwilling to lead an army which would probably be sent against his native state of Virginia, Lee chose instead to resign his commission. Shortly thereafter he was offered command of all Virginia forces, which he accepted. When Virginia seceded from the Union and joined the Confederacy, the state troops were absorbed into the Confederate army. Lee was quickly offered the job of military advisor to President Davis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the disastrous retreat of General Robert S. Garnett’s Army of the Northwest from Laurel Hill, and that general’s death at Corricks Ford, General William W. Loring was ordered to Western Virginia to take command of the army. Still anxious over the state of affairs in the region, President Jefferson Davis decided that more help was needed, so he ordered his most trusted advisor to head west. Expectations were high that Lee could recover the region for the Confederacy. However, the general proceeded under the handicap of having no specific orders to take charge, rather, he was given vague instructions to oversee and advise the area commanders. Loring, who had outranked Lee in the pre-war army, and who had only been in command for a short time, viewed Lee’s arrival as a hindrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Undertaking a personal reconnaissance of the area, Lee began planning for an offensive which would push the Federal army back out of Western Virginia. The general had high hopes for success. The events which transpired over the month of September would dash those hopes, and cause Lee’s reputation to plummet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-9141686159059010603?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/9141686159059010603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=9141686159059010603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/9141686159059010603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/9141686159059010603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-expectations.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCQVV42eP9c/TmTUIf9_diI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nd4lxkKPjOw/s72-c/Robert+E+Lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-636331843671858031</id><published>2011-08-21T19:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:41:44.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ken Burns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;The Civil War&quot;'/><title type='text'>A Documentary about a Documentary?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;David Woodbury recently posted the following YouTube video on his blog, "of Battlefields and Bibliophiles", and I thought it was so hilarious I wanted to share it.&amp;nbsp; If you watched the entire run of Ken Burns "The Civil War," you should find this as funny as I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/BUNTg7sZty4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUNTg7sZty4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUNTg7sZty4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The creator of this video says&amp;nbsp;"this was a video I wrote and produced in 2001 after watching the Ken Burns documentary The Civil War. It was shown in the 2001 Hot Docs festival in Toronto.﻿"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-636331843671858031?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/636331843671858031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=636331843671858031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/636331843671858031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/636331843671858031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/08/documentary-about-documentary.html' title='A Documentary about a Documentary?'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3937906698588701903</id><published>2011-08-14T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:31:52.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitman Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlonega Volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><title type='text'>Roster Additions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As mentioned in my previous post, I've come up with additional soldiers who served in the First &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Georgia.&amp;nbsp; Follows is a listing of those troops -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(1) is for a soldier present when the regiment formed in Macon,&amp;nbsp;(2) is for one present when the regiment mustered out in Augusta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company B, Southern Guards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bradford, Berry: Enlisted Sept. 1861. Transferred to Co. G, 29th Inf. Regt. Captured 15 Dec. 1864. Discharged at Camp Chase, OH, June 1865.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Brown, Samuel: (no further info)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Barnett, J. W.: Reenlisted, unit unknown. Surrendered at Greensboro, N.C., May, 1865.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company D, Oglethorpe Infantry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Newsom, John W. (1,2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Whitley, William (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company E, Washington Rifles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Youngblood, A. (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company F, Gate City Guards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fish, John M. (2): Reenlisted, unit unknown. Captured and exchanged, location and date unknown. On detail duty in Savannah hospital 1865.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Company H, Dahlonega Volunteers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cardin, C. R. (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Crenshaw, Thomas H. (1,2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hensley, LaFayette (1,2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Strochan, Joseph W. (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Company I, Walker Light Infantry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Brown, Joseph (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hooks, J. (1,2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company K, Quitman Guards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Banks, I. P. (1,2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kendrick, W. B. (2): Enlisted 1862. Reenlisted, unit unknown. Captured, date and location unknown. Paroled Washington, GA, Nov. 1865.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;As always, if anyone knows of other soldiers who should be included, please let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3937906698588701903?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3937906698588701903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3937906698588701903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3937906698588701903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3937906698588701903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/08/roster-additions.html' title='Roster Additions'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5444126287751060968</id><published>2011-08-06T16:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:23:55.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlonega Volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>A Question of Two Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NfaVZHOkRk/Tj2nZ1ILfGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HpDVca7p1rc/s1600/ramseycover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NfaVZHOkRk/Tj2nZ1ILfGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HpDVca7p1rc/s200/ramseycover.jpg" t$="true" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though my history of Ramsey’s First Georgia Volunteers has been out for several months now, my research on the regiment continues as I follow up on leads and resources not available before publication. New sources that I was unaware of continue to make their appearance. A perfect example is an early roster of the First that I just recently acquired. The booklet is quite old and not in very good condition, as evidenced by the scan of the cover shown above. It also has no information about author, printer or even date published. The person I purchased it from estimated it was probably printed in the late 1800’s or early 1900’s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In searching through the roster, I’ve come across some sixteen soldiers who do not appear in any other source I’ve seen. And in one case, the new listing has lead to a bit of a confusing mystery. In the roster included in &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; is a listing for a Joseph H. Bell, a member of the Dahlonega Volunteers, Company H of the First Georgia. Most of my information about Bell came from the Roster of the Confederate Soldiers of Georgia, 1861-1865, edited by Lillian Henderson, and from the Compiled Service Records, held by the National Archives, and accessible through Footnote.com. These records simply state that Bell mustered in on March 15, 1861, and mustered out on March 18, 1862. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he entries in the old roster pamphlet revealed two Bell’s, as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-liwWkn3Qxx8/Tj2n7wAOqOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/owzPpdtt7l4/s1600/bell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="65" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-liwWkn3Qxx8/Tj2n7wAOqOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/owzPpdtt7l4/s400/bell.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Further research has revealed that Bell, Jos. H., Jr., was the son of the Joseph Bell that shows a muster date of March 18, 1861. The notation that Jr. was “in prison at time of surrender” was intriguing. By performing a name search in Footnote, I discovered a folder for Joseph H. Bell of the 21st Battalion Georgia Cavalry. As I read through this record, another mystery began to develop – though the CSR was only under one name, there were showing two different enlistment dates in the 21st; one on April 15, 1862, and the other on November 1, 1862. It finally began to dawn on me that both father and son had also ended up in the 21st – and that their records had been mixed together by accident. Evidently the clerk assembling the package assumed that the two Joseph H. Bell’s were the same man, even though on some records there is a “Sr.” after the name, and others not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After sorting the different cards in the record between the two men, (and also checking some other genealogy sites), I was able to put together the following entries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bell, Joseph Henry, Sr. (1,2): Enl. Augusta Mounted Rangers 15 Apr. 1862. Unit designated Co. A, 21st Battalion Cavalry 8 May 1862. Unit consolidated into 7th Regt. Cavalry 13 Feb. 1864. B. SC 6 May 1819. D. 21 Aug. 1905, Upshur Cty, TX. Bd. Hopewell Cemetery, Gilmer, Upshur Cty., TX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bell, Joseph Henry, Jr.: Enl. 1 Apr. 1861.&amp;nbsp;Enl. Co. A, 21st Battalion Cavalry 1 Nov. 1862. Unit consolidated into 7th Regt. Cavalry 13 Feb. 1864. Cap. Trevellian [Louisa Courthouse], VA, 11 June 1864. Released on oath at Elmira, NY, 21 June 1865. B. 1844. D. Schlatterville, Pierce Cty, GA 1902.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(As in the roster in my book, the (1) is for a soldier present when the regiment formed in Macon, and the (2) is for one present when the regiment mustered out in Augusta.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thus, I hopefully have presented a more accurate picture of Joseph Sr. and Jr.’s service. I continue to look for any and all details on the First Georgia, and I encourage anyone who has additional information to please contact me through my website at &lt;a href="http://www.ramseysfirstgeorgia.com/"&gt;http://www.ramseysfirstgeorgia.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5444126287751060968?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5444126287751060968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5444126287751060968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5444126287751060968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5444126287751060968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/08/question-of-two-bells.html' title='A Question of Two Bells'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NfaVZHOkRk/Tj2nZ1ILfGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HpDVca7p1rc/s72-c/ramseycover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1733171935993515144</id><published>2011-07-28T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:39:59.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>Another Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg4-sQ9Xtvg/TjH2-THtw0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AlJwadwfBDo/s1600/CWN.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="76" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg4-sQ9Xtvg/TjH2-THtw0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AlJwadwfBDo/s400/CWN.gif" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm very pleased and gratified to announce that &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot &lt;/em&gt;has received another good review.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'd like to thank Mr. John Michael Priest of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Civil War News &lt;/em&gt;for his kind words.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Priest wrote that "&lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;is a comprehensive, well-written account of the 1861 campaign in what is now West Virginia. . . .&amp;nbsp;In resurrecting the forgotten history of this one-year regiment, he [Martin] has skillfully filled a niche in Civil War research.&amp;nbsp;. . .This well-written book goes beyond the realm of local history and belongs on the Civil War student’s shelf."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The full review can be read &lt;a href="http://www.civilwarnews.com/reviews/2011br/august/martin-coffman-b081108.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1733171935993515144?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1733171935993515144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1733171935993515144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1733171935993515144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1733171935993515144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-review.html' title='Another Review'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg4-sQ9Xtvg/TjH2-THtw0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AlJwadwfBDo/s72-c/CWN.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4806227464288400028</id><published>2011-07-20T07:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:34:10.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 20, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bulk of Major Thompson’s 300 men, led by “Tanner Jim” Parsons, begin to come into the camp at Monterey There they are greeted with wild cheering and laughter by their comrades, who had been certain that they had all been all been captured or killed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amazingly, when all of Thompson’s troops arrive and&amp;nbsp;are accounted for, not one man&amp;nbsp;is missing. However, the trek through the wilderness had shattered the health of many. An officer later wrote that “A great many of those who had suffered so much died of fevers and other ailments in a few months. Most of those who had become crazy, recovered for a time, but either died soon afterward or become permanently deranged.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;James Rust Parsons, the savior of Major Thompson’s 300, received the grateful thanks of the regiment. Following the war, the soldiers sang “Tanner Jim’s” praise at their reunions and in their memoirs. Parsons himself was unable to return home after the rescue, however. Because of the strong Unionist sentiment in the region, he believed he would be killed if he returned – in fact, there were several reports that he had been murdered for helping the Georgians. Parsons traveled westward to Iowa, where he took refuge with his brother, Robert Slack Parsons. Not until the war ended would he feel safe enough to return to his farm in the Allegheny Mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Thus ended the tragic retreat of the Army of the Northwest.&amp;nbsp; Reinforcements would continue to arrive in Monterey to bolster the command, but it would be many weeks before&amp;nbsp;the army&amp;nbsp;would be ready for another campaign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4806227464288400028?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4806227464288400028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4806227464288400028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4806227464288400028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4806227464288400028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-20-1861.html' title='July 20, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7664476679147564298</id><published>2011-07-19T07:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T11:45:32.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 19, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The decimated Army of the Northwest straggles into Monterey.&amp;nbsp; General Jackson is shocked and dismayed at the condition of the troops, and the next day sends the following dispatch to Richmond, in which he describes the&amp;nbsp;wretchedness of Colonel Ramsey's command:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BRIGADE HEADQUARTERS, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camp at Monterey, July 20, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel GEORGE DEAS, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assistant Adjutant-General, C. S. Army, Richmond, Va.: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIR: Yesterday I received the letter of General Lee of the 16th of July, unaccountably delayed upon the road, in which he refers to the importance of defending the mountain passes to prevent the advance of the enemy to the Central Railroad at Millborough. I have been exceedingly anxious that the general should be apprised by personal inspection of the indescribable condition into which this branch of the army has fallen, and therefore have learned with great pain, through Major Harman, that his contemplated movement toward this quarter has been delayed. I can confidently say that of all the troops under my command the regiments from Georgia and North Carolina are alone reliable and fit for service, all the rest having been demoralized to a greater or less extent by our late disasters. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The condition of Colonel Ramsey's command, the larger portion of which has arrived in camp, is in truth pitiable. Officers and men are absolutely stripped of everything-tents, clothing, cooking untensils, shoes-and I am sorry to believe that many have thrown away their arms. Men and horses jaded, dispirited, half, and limping, are wholly unfit for duty, and what disposition to make of them is a most serious question. &lt;/span&gt;No re-enforcements have come up from below. The Arkansas regiment, so long and anxiously looked for, did not leave Stauntion until yesterday. It certainly must be obvious at a glance that with the available troops at hand little or northing can be done, and yet, unless the points referred to by the general be taken at once, they must pass into the enemy's hands. Is the whole country thus to be surrendered? A glance at the map will show that to prevent the advance of the enemy at least two routes toward the east must be at once held-the one upon which we now are had the turnpike from Huttonsville through Huntersville to Millborough. My letter of yesterday will have informed you that I have sent forward a small but comparatively well-organized force to occupy the Alleghany pass on the former, with the faint hope that they might ascertain by reconnoitering that the Cheat pass had as yet been neglected by the enemy, and by a forced march at night might throw themselves into it. This movement, contemplated by me from the first, had been delayed by the sickness of Colonel Johnson, who, it is needless to say, had been my main reliance. I am sorry to say that he is still unwell and unable to sustain the advance by his presence. The inhabitants of Pocahontas, through which the other route passes, are said to be loyal. Those of them who are not already in General Wise's brigade are flying, or are disposed to fly, to arms. But they appeal for assistance and ask not to be abandoned. Under these circumstances, weak as I am, the receipt of the general's letter decided me at once to send the Sixth North Carolina Regiment into Pocahontas and to the Elk Mountain pass, said to be defensible, accompanied by the Bath County Cavalry. I have taken the liberty of countermanding the proclamation of Major Harman calling upon the militia of Pocahontas and adjacent counties to rendezvous at Staunton. Have directed that they rendezvous at Huntersville; have sent them powder for their rifles; have ordered them to go at once against the enemy, to blockade the road from Huttonsville to Elk Mountain by felling trees before him, and to beset his flanks from the adjacent woods and fastnesses. I have also written to Major Harman to send one of the regiments at Staunton by the railroad and Millborough int the same direction, and shall make arrangements at Huntersville for their supplies. I think the general will perceive that in comparison with my resources I have undertaken a vast deal, and yet what else was to be done? I must either advance or retreat from this point. To advance may be dangerous; to retreat would be ruinous, since the whole country, thus apparently abandoned, would&amp;nbsp;turn from&amp;nbsp;us to receive the enemy with open arms. I must be excused, therefore, for praying most earnestly that attention be turned in this direction; that re-enforcements of all kinds be forwarded at once; that some one more competent than I be placed in charge of these complicated operations; or that, if this cannot be, the necessary staff officers be sent to my assistance, since, without any exaggeration, apart from the anxieties of my position, flesh and blood cannot long stand the mere detail imposed upon me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very respectfully, your obedient servant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HENRY R. JACKSON,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brigadier-General, Commanding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7664476679147564298?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7664476679147564298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7664476679147564298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7664476679147564298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7664476679147564298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-19-1861.html' title='July 19, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2687829098998876106</id><published>2011-07-17T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:02:17.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 17, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Parsons drives several cattle into the Georgians' camp. As the men butcher the animals, many devour the meat raw, rather than wait for it to be cooked. Several of the soldiers have to be helped to eat, being too weak to raise the food to their lips.&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;spend this day and the next resting and regaining their strength. Rescue parties are sent back along the trail to bring back those to weak to travel that had been left behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Brigadier General Henry R. Jackson, who had arrived in Monterey a few days before with reinforcements for Garnett's army, sends the following message to Colonel Ramsey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIR: Your note of yesterday is at hand. I am surprised and pained to learn by it that you may not be on the road to this point. If so, you will at once change your line of march, and with all practicable dispatch, join me here. You will send forward, with directions to move as rapidly as possible, the artillery and cavalry attached to your command; also the engineer officers, and Lieutenants Washington and Humphries of the C. S. Army. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respectfully, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;H. R. JACKSON, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brigadier-General, Commanding, &amp;amp;c. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2687829098998876106?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2687829098998876106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2687829098998876106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2687829098998876106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2687829098998876106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-17-1861.html' title='July 17, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1838686970283870996</id><published>2011-07-16T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T09:06:08.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 16, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Despair is overtaking the bedraggled soldiers in Major Thompson’s lost detachment as they continue to search for a way out of the mountains. The specter of death by starvation is causing some to even consider the possibility of cannibalism. Suddenly, hope begins to rise as a stranger approaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Tanner Jim” Parsons, a farmer and mountain man who lives near Shavers Fork River, has learned of the Georgian’s plight, and decides to attempt a rescue. He tells Major Thompson that he can lead the soldiers to safety. Suspicious, Thompson agrees, but warns Parsons that if he leads the troops into a trap he will be killed. Parsons directs the men to turn about, and they start back through the mountains, eventually arriving at a clearing near Parsons’ farm, where they bed down for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The retreating Army of the Northwest has reached Petersburg in Western Virginia. Colonel Ramsey, recovering from his illness, has taken command of the army by virtue of his seniority. He dispatches a message to Colonel Edward Johnson, who has arrived in Monterey with his Twelfth Georgia Infantry as reinforcements for Garnett’s army:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My command is here, marching to Harrisburg. We have suffered awfully. Not many men were killed by the enemy, but there are hundreds missing. We were near starvation. The cavalry scouts still hang on our rear, but I do not think they are pursuing in force. What is left of this army will not be fit for service in a month. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very respectfully, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. N. RAMSEY, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colonel, Commanding. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1838686970283870996?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1838686970283870996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1838686970283870996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1838686970283870996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1838686970283870996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-16-1861.html' title='July 16, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3222478198850412624</id><published>2011-07-15T07:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T07:53:01.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>July 15, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Corporal Nathan Pugh of the Walker Light Infantry, makes the following entry in his diary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Started on our dreary march through the mountainous wilderness of laurel at daylight this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All weak and tottering from hunger.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have marched through this wilderness for thirty-six hours, without discovering any mark or sign to indicate that man had ever trod the soil before; and I have not idea that this region was ever before penetrated by any man living.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For nearly two days we have marched without so much as hearing a bird.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No game!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing in this region for game to live on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The growth consists of laurel, laurel, laurel, with occasional spruce-pine and birch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The boys are eating birch-bark—some are eating spruce-pine bark.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As for myself, I cannot bear to look at them as they eat it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I ate it freely yesterday, but to-day I am sick—sick, I suppose, from eating it yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are marching in profound silence, no man having strength or energy to converse with his companion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Many of the boys are throwing away their guns, &amp;amp;c., not being able to carry them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3222478198850412624?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3222478198850412624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3222478198850412624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3222478198850412624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3222478198850412624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-15-1861.html' title='July 15, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2426834049779150421</id><published>2011-07-14T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:09:56.277-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 14, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The retreating Army of the Northwest reaches Red House, Maryland, around 2:00 a.m., where it stops to rest for about three hours. Colonel James Irvine of the Sixteenth Ohio receives orders to intercept the Confederates. Due to faulty intelligence, Irvine’s regiment takes up position on the wrong road. By the time&amp;nbsp;Irvine realizes his mistake and marches for Red House, the Confederates are gone. The Army of the Northwest pulls out of Red House at 5:00 a.m., turning south toward Greenland, Virginia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colonel Ramsey, who is actually the senior colonel by virtue of his commission date, has not taken command of the army due to being ill, so the retreat up to now has been overseen by Colonel William B. Taliaferro of the Twenty-Third Virginia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Major Thompson and his 300 Georgians, suffering hunger pangs from lack of food, continue to hack their way through increasingly dense scrub as they try to find their way out of the mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2426834049779150421?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2426834049779150421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2426834049779150421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2426834049779150421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2426834049779150421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-14-1861.html' title='July 14, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6799027469972171660</id><published>2011-07-13T08:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T08:16:00.658-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corricks Ford'/><title type='text'>July 13, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJvvj3gX6mo/Th2KGXNigQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1updZMnBzQ/s1600/carrick_ford_11294_lg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJvvj3gX6mo/Th2KGXNigQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1updZMnBzQ/s320/carrick_ford_11294_lg.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Death of General Garnett at Corricks Ford&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Early in the morning, General Garnett orders the army to cross Kalers Ford and head northward down the Shavers Fork Valley. Garnett moves ahead with his leading regiments, leaving the Twenty-Third Virginia and Ramsey’s First Georgia as rear guard to protect the wagon train. Cavalry scouts report that Union troops (Captain Benham’s pursuit force) are coming up fast behind. In an attempt to ambush the Federals, Colonel Ramsey divides the First Georgia, ordering Major George Harvey Thompson to place the better part of six companies, some 300 men, in hiding along the far side of the Shavers Fork Valley. Ramsey positions his remaining four companies at the northern end of the valley to await the Federal attack. Thompson conceals his soldiers in a corn field as they wait to spring the trap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Splashing across Kalers Ford, the Union soldiers move down the valley toward Colonel Ramsey’s position. Through an incredible piece of bad luck, the Federal troops align themselves in such a way as to remain out of range of the smoothbore muskets of Thompson’s detachment, cutting the major and his men off from the rest of the regiment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colonel Ramsey, fighting desperately against overwhelming numbers, is forced to order a retreat. The Union column, unaware of the presence of Thompson’s detachment, presses forward in pursuit. At Corricks Ford, Colonel William B. Taliaferro positions his Twenty-Third Virginia, the remnants of the First Georgia and two artillery pieces on a bluff overlooking the river. After a fierce battle lasting about half an hour, Taliaferro is running low on ammunition and orders a withdrawal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;General Garnett meets Taliaferro at the next ford, ordering him to continue his retreat while the general remains with just twenty sharpshooters. When Union troops threaten to swallow up this tiny force, Garnett orders a retreat, but he is shot and killed, becoming the first general officer on either side to be killed in the war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Army of the Northwest, now little better than a panic-stricken mob, continues its retreat northward toward Red House, Maryland. Captain Benham halts his pursuit at Corricks Ford to rest his men and wait for General Morris to arrive with the rest of his brigade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Back at Kalers Ford, the Major Thompson and his six companies, now completely cut off, work their way up the mountain to their east, attempting to find a route back to their army.&amp;nbsp; Before long, the soldiers are completely lost in the wilds of the Allegheny Mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6799027469972171660?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6799027469972171660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6799027469972171660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6799027469972171660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6799027469972171660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-13-1861.html' title='July 13, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJvvj3gX6mo/Th2KGXNigQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1updZMnBzQ/s72-c/carrick_ford_11294_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4279903838315058688</id><published>2011-07-12T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:10:30.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel Hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flags'/><title type='text'>July 12, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The road to Beverly is blockaded, stopping the Army of the Northwest’s retreat south. General Garnett receives a report that Federal troops are in Beverly (a mistake). With few choices left to him, Garnett decides to reverse direction and push north, hoping to reach the western tip of Maryland and then to turn back south toward Monterey, Virginia. The army does an about-face, with the First Georgia now in the rear guard. As rain continues to pour down, the troops struggle through knee-deep mud along narrow mountain paths. Much equipment is jettisoned from the wagons to lighten the load. Some of the wagons literally slide off the trail and crash down in ravines below. The Southern Guard and the Gate City Guards, Companies B and F, lose their company flags this way. By late that evening, the army reaches Kalers Ford on the Shavers Fork River, where the exhausted troops go into bivouac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Back at Laurel Hill, Union General Thomas Morris dispatches three infantry regiments and two artillery pieces, under the command of Captain Henry W. Benham, in pursuit of the Confederates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4279903838315058688?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4279903838315058688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4279903838315058688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4279903838315058688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4279903838315058688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-12-1861.html' title='July 12, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-700217837333976321</id><published>2011-07-11T10:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T10:09:46.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>July 11, 1861</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;General Robert S. Garnett’s outpost at Rich Mountain is outflanked and captured by Union troops under General William S. Rosecrans.&amp;nbsp; When Garnett learns of the defeat, he realizes that his position at Laurel Hill is now untenable.&amp;nbsp; In a driving rainstorm, Garnett begins his retreat just after midnight, traveling southward toward Beverly.&amp;nbsp; The First Georgia Regiment is in the van of the retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-700217837333976321?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/700217837333976321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=700217837333976321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/700217837333976321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/700217837333976321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-7-1861.html' title='July 11, 1861'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2807961935573042514</id><published>2011-07-07T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:44:18.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitman Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlonega Volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bainbridge Independents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel Hill'/><title type='text'>Baptism of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;150 years ago today, the First Georgia Volunteers experienced their first taste of combat.&amp;nbsp; A picket post in advance of the fortifications at Laurel Hill, manned by the Gate City Guards, was attacked by Union skirmishers.&amp;nbsp; Ordered to advance the First in support of the pickets, Colonel Ramsey divided his regiment, taking five companies around the Confederate left in search of reported Federal activity there, and sending the remaining four companies, under Lt. Colonel James O. Clarke, around the right.&amp;nbsp; Coming abreast of a hill to the right of the Gate City Guards position, Clarke was informed that Union troops were coming up the opposite side, probably trying to outflank the Guards.&amp;nbsp; Clarke sent two companies, the Bainbridge Independents and the Walker Light Infantry, further down the road to protect his flank.&amp;nbsp; Forming the Dahlonega Volunteers and the Quitman Guards into line of battle, Clarke raised his sword and led the&amp;nbsp;soldiers in a charge, yelling "Up the hill, boys!&amp;nbsp; And remember you are Georgians!"&amp;nbsp; Clarke's men hit the Federals at the top of the hill.&amp;nbsp; The Independents and the Walker Light also charged up the hill in support, and after several minutes of vicious fighting, the Georgians drove the Union troops off the crest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The image at the top of the page, taken from &lt;em&gt;Leslie's Illustrated News&lt;/em&gt;, shows the battle.&amp;nbsp; In the foreground are Union troops.&amp;nbsp; The soldiers in the distance on the hillside are the Georgians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2807961935573042514?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2807961935573042514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2807961935573042514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2807961935573042514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2807961935573042514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/baptism-of-fire.html' title='Baptism of Fire'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-764783834764528492</id><published>2011-07-03T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T10:03:49.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corricks Ford'/><title type='text'>Best Wishes for a Glorious Fourth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From the Martin family to everyone out there - we wish you all a safe and happy Fourth of July.&amp;nbsp; As we tend our barbecues and watch parades and fireworks, please take a moment to remember&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the men and women in uniform who&amp;nbsp;serve our&amp;nbsp;country across the globe; from those in harm’s way, to those in support roles, as well as the loved ones who wait at home for their safe return.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuPHH0zIw38/ThB1EYJKmiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n5EAtCPVy_k/s1600/Conf+Camp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuPHH0zIw38/ThB1EYJKmiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n5EAtCPVy_k/s400/Conf+Camp.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confederate Camp at the 150th Anniversary Reenactment of Corricks Ford&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;I'd also like to take this opportunity to congratulate Rodger Ware and the rest of the staff of the Corricks Ford Battlefield Association for a great first event.&amp;nbsp; The 150th Anniversary Reenactment of Corricks Ford this past weekend came off without a hitch, and the turnout was impressive for a first event.&amp;nbsp; With continued support from Tucker County and the community of Parsons, WV, I foresee this reenactment growing into a major national event.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to attending again next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXbLAKbxqLc/ThB1dNI7lZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AvNZHneD79Y/s1600/Garnett.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXbLAKbxqLc/ThB1dNI7lZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AvNZHneD79Y/s320/Garnett.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"General Garnett" at Corricks Ford&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-764783834764528492?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/764783834764528492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=764783834764528492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/764783834764528492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/764783834764528492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-wishes-for-glorious-fourth.html' title='Best Wishes for a Glorious Fourth'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuPHH0zIw38/ThB1EYJKmiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n5EAtCPVy_k/s72-c/Conf+Camp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8439733823531321278</id><published>2011-06-24T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:22:53.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corricks Ford'/><title type='text'>Corricks Ford</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7316z9E9Dc/TgSAcuxPrSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uKppaA8j2Jc/s1600/carricksford_12426_lg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7316z9E9Dc/TgSAcuxPrSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uKppaA8j2Jc/s320/carricksford_12426_lg.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿Today I'm heading up to Parsons, West Virginia, for the 150th Anniversary&amp;nbsp;Reenactment of the Battle of Corricks Ford.&amp;nbsp; I'll be speaking Saturday about the six companies of the First Georgia which were lost in the mountains during the retreat from Laurel Hill.&amp;nbsp; I invite all to stop by my table to say hi.&amp;nbsp; For a listing of events, please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corricksford.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;www.corricksford.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8439733823531321278?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8439733823531321278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8439733823531321278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8439733823531321278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8439733823531321278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/06/corricks-ford.html' title='Corricks Ford'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7316z9E9Dc/TgSAcuxPrSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uKppaA8j2Jc/s72-c/carricksford_12426_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3931597064907307292</id><published>2011-06-15T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:12:17.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><title type='text'>Murder in Virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As the First Georgia marched westward to join General Garnett's Army of the Northwest, many soldiers broke ranks, looking for handouts from homes and liquor from taverns.&amp;nbsp; On June 16, one such foray resulted in tragedy.&amp;nbsp; The following is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;account published in the Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Southern Confederacy&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melancholy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday Mr. W. B. Wood, A. J. Slattings and S. Haas, members of the Newnan Guards, passed through this city with the remains of Mr. Bh.&lt;/em&gt; [Bernard]&lt;em&gt; H. Meyer, en route to Newnan, his late home for interment. The circumstances of his death are these: Whilst on guard at Shaw’s Gap, in Virginia, on Sunday night last, a member of the Quitman Guards, named Stokes, attempted to pass the line. Young Meyer demanded the pass-word. Stokes refused to give it, and insisted on passing, which Meyer sternly, yet politely refused.—Stokes returned to his own tent, deliberately loaded his gun, and returned and coolly shot the sentinel dead. His company, or some members of it, had on the previous afternoon bought a barrel of whisky: hence this horrible murder. We sincerely sympathize with young Meyer’s parents and friends. Below we give the letters from his Colonel and Captain, accompanying his remains:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHAW’S PASS, IN THE MOUNTAINS OF &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VIRGINIA, June 17, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Dear Sir and Madam:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It becomes my painful duty, as Commander of the 1st Regiment, to inform you of the death of your son. He was shot last night, while in the faithful discharge of his duty, as one of my sentinels. From the information I have been enabled to pick up in reference to the affair, you son was shot without any cause—simply for doing his duty. I will see that justice is done the offender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this news will come with crushing effect upon your feelings, but console yourselves with the reflection that he fell at his post, and had conducted himself so as to merit and receive the high approval of his officers. I saw him soon after he was wounded; his sufferings were short. I send him back to you for burial, hoping God may give you fortitude to bear this heavy affliction. It is the great sacrifice you have made for your country.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respectfully, J. N. RAMSAY,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Col. Commanding 1st Reg. Ga. Vol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAMP FIRST GEORGIA REGIMENT,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaw’s Pass, Va., June 17, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Meyer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is with feelings of deep regret that I have to communicate the sad intelligence of the unfortunate death of your son. He was brutally murdered last night, whilst in the discharge of his duty as sentinel. The nature of this thing can be more fully explained to you by the soldiers who have been detailed to accompany his remains home. Your son had always borne himself in the most high-toned manner, and no one in the Regiment had more reputation as a soldier—prompt in the discharge of his duties. It is needless on this occasion for my to undertake more to console you for a loss so entirely irreparable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping you may become resigned to the loss, I remain, sincerely, your friend and sympathizer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GEO. M. HANVEY,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captain Newnan Guards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Stokes was arrested and held in jail, but was never arraigned for the murder.&amp;nbsp; He was eventually released and returned to Georgia, where he died in 1867.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3931597064907307292?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3931597064907307292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3931597064907307292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3931597064907307292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3931597064907307292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/06/murder-in-virginia.html' title='Murder in Virginia'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6056641081582526009</id><published>2011-06-07T07:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T07:47:28.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army of the Northwest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James N. Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Virginia'/><title type='text'>Off to the Seat of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In late May of 1861, the First Georgia received orders transferring them to Richmond.&amp;nbsp; They would not remain in the Confederate capital for long, however.&amp;nbsp; Events taking place out west&amp;nbsp;in the Trans-Allegheny&amp;nbsp;section of Virginia had prompted the government to dispatch Brigadier General Robert S. Garnett to the region to secure it for the Confederacy.&amp;nbsp; Colonel Ramsey was instructed to march his regiment west as reinforcements for Garnett's small force, styled as the Army of the Northwest.&amp;nbsp; The Georgians, eager for their chance to fight, were excited at the prospect of engaging the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On June 10, a correspondent of the Savannah &lt;em&gt;Republican&lt;/em&gt;, stationed in Richmond, wrote to his newspaper describing the reaction of the Georgians when they learned of their new assignment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is impossible to say how many troops there now are in Virginia, and it would be indiscreet to say, if I knew; but I will venture to remark that your readers would be struck with admiration and amazement, as the future historian will be, at the wonderful energy and activity displayed by a Government and people in bringing such a tremendous force upon the field in so short a time. Let the public, then, be patient, and rest satisfied with the conviction that our civil rulers are equal to the emergency, and that our military operations are confided to leaders of approved courage and sagacity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The First Georgia Regiment, Col. Ramsay, which arrived here last week from Pensacola, will leave to-morrow or next day for Phillippa, beyond the mountains. It is believed to be the best regiment in the Confederate service, owing to the hard labor, experience and training consequent upon their long service at Pensacola. I was present at a dress parade of the regiment when the order to proceed to Phillippa was read. Col. Ramsay addressed the regiment in a few remarks, the last of which were worthy of Patrick Henry. He said that the invader now pollutes the soil of the Old Dominion by his presence, and that the regiment was here to wash out his foot-prints in his heart’s blood. He then concluded by pointing his sun-burnt hand to the north-west and saying, “There is the road that leads to the enemy—to-morrow we march.” The announcement seemed to electrify the regiment and the vast assemblage of spectators, who sent a round of cheers, not less for the eloquent Colonel, than for the good news contained in the order. Each man in the regiment, in addition to the ordinary arms, is provided with a bowie knife and a repeater, and they leave with the confident expectation of driving the enemy into the Ohio river. After reaching Staunton, the terminus of the railway, they will have to proceed on foot over the mountains a distance of 75 miles. The consider it a short distance however, to any point where the enemy may be found. Col. Ramsay is reported to have said to his regiment on a former occasion, that he desired them to be “the first regiment in this world, and the first in the next.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6056641081582526009?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6056641081582526009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6056641081582526009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6056641081582526009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6056641081582526009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-to-seat-of-war.html' title='Off to the Seat of War'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3204769789609124215</id><published>2011-05-28T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T09:25:46.164-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a very happy and safe Memorial Day weekend, and to express my gratitude for all those in uniform who sacrifice every minute of every day for our country's safety and well-being.&amp;nbsp; Last year I posted an article I had written about the history of Memorial Day, and have noticed that it is&amp;nbsp;being pulled up quite a bit this year.&amp;nbsp; It can be read &lt;a href="http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-memorial-day.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to Commander Mike McAlpine and the members of the Col. Hiram Parks Bell Camp of the Sons of Confederate Veterans in Cumming, Georgia,&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;their gracious welcome this past Monday evening.&amp;nbsp; I spoke to the group about the 300 soldiers of the First Georgia who were lost in the Allegheny Mountains during July of 1861.&amp;nbsp; Mike and his camp oversee the Bell Research Center in Cumming - anyone who is doing research on any aspect of the Confederacy should definitely check out their facilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tGZvBma_WY/TeDz1aVF0AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6Z-5Eg5bw8E/s1600/George+Martin+05-24-11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tGZvBma_WY/TeDz1aVF0AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6Z-5Eg5bw8E/s320/George+Martin+05-24-11+001.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me and Mike Webb at Scott's Book Store in Newnan, Georgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Many, many thanks to Mike Webb of the William Thomas Overby/Coweta Guards&amp;nbsp;SCV Camp of Newnan, for arranging a book signing at Scott's Book Store in Newnan on Tuesday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all who stopped by to chat - I had a most enjoyable time.&amp;nbsp; An especial thanks goes out to Tom Redwine of the Newnan/Coweta Historical Society for the tour of historic sites in and around Newnan (and the monstrous big lunch, too!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3204769789609124215?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3204769789609124215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3204769789609124215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3204769789609124215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3204769789609124215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy Memorial Day'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tGZvBma_WY/TeDz1aVF0AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6Z-5Eg5bw8E/s72-c/George+Martin+05-24-11+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-714123461538445880</id><published>2011-05-18T20:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:34:39.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia'/><title type='text'>Upcoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Got another busy weekend coming up.&amp;nbsp; Saturday I will be exhibiting &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot &lt;/em&gt;at the Blue Ridge Bookfest at Blue Ridge Community College (not far from where I live - nice to have a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; short commute).&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Monday I'll be in Cumming, Georgia, speaking to the Sons of Confederate Veterans&amp;nbsp;Col. Hiram Parks Bell&amp;nbsp;Camp #1642 at the Bell Research Center.&amp;nbsp; And Monday I'll be signing books from from 3:00 pm to 4:30 pm at Scott's Book Store in&amp;nbsp;Newnan, Georgia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There's more information about the Bookfest &lt;a href="http://www.blueridgebookfest.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to invite everyone to stop by and say hi!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-714123461538445880?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/714123461538445880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=714123461538445880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/714123461538445880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/714123461538445880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/05/upcoming.html' title='Upcoming'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1422611738653622751</id><published>2011-05-10T21:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:16:34.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bainbridge Independents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Rifles'/><title type='text'>From the Homefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gone from their homes now for over a month, the soldiers of the First Georgia were beginning to feel the pangs of homesickness and longing for family and friends.&amp;nbsp; Lieutenant William O. Fleming of the Bainbridge Independents wrote to his wife constantly,&amp;nbsp;many times scolding her for not writing as often as he felt she should.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In a letter published in the May 15 edition of the&amp;nbsp;Sandersville &lt;em&gt;Central Georgian&lt;/em&gt;, one of the women left behind addressed the members of the&amp;nbsp;Washington Rifles to assure them how proud the folks back home were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the Washington Rifles, near Pensacola, Florida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“But few shall part where many meet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sand shall be their winding sheet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every turf beneath their feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall prove a soldier’s sepulcher.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking perhaps it would be interesting to you at camp to see something from home, I have concluded to write you a short communication, to let you know that you are not forgotten by us—notwithstanding I am aware of the fact, that nothing would be interesting from my pen, but from the fact it is from Home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home? How many pleasant memories linger around the word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been said that the three sweetest words in the English language are, Mother, Home, and Heaven. No doubt all of you can realize more fully the meaning of those words since you left Old Washington—the birthplace of many of you, the adopted home of many others. You have forsaken friends, Home, and many of the comforts and luxuries of life for the toils and hardships of peril and camp life. You seem to be in great danger; but put your trust in the God of Battles. “He will be with us in six troubles and in the seventh He will not forsake us.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are rejoiced to hear you are holding prayer-meetings. Neglect them not; call upon God to assist you in all your undertakings. “If the Lord be for us, who can prevail against us.” Pray for yourselves, and the prayers of Mothers, Sisters, Pastor and Friends, (whose homes and rights you have so gallantly gone forth to defend), will daily ascend the throne of grace in your behalf—for the preservation of your lives and health, and to spare us from the calamities of civil war—brother fighting against brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would not call you back though our heart-strings should burst asunder at parting. We will say, Go! And may the God of our forefathers of the Revolutionary war go with you. We pray God that he will bring you safely back to us: but if it is His will that you should fall “mid the clashing of steel and the roar of cannon,” we feel confident that you, the “Washington Rifles,” will never disgrace the honored name you represent, but will nobly defend by “Wisdom, Justice, and Moderation,” the beautiful flag you bear, and never suffer it to trail in the dust, or “Yield it to our country’s foes,” until your very heart blood is spilled in its defence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rest assured that you will not be forgotten by those you have left behind you. The remembrance of your loved forms, and the happy hours we have spent in your society, will ever be “green spots in our memories garden.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We unhesitatingly place in your keeping the honor of our noble Empire State, knowing you will defend the rights of our country, even at the point of the bayonet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In conclusion, we would say, we hope and pray for your safe return to your “Mothers and Homes;” and if it is not the will of God that you should return home, may we all meet in that eternal Home, Heaven, where parting is unknown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A DAUGHTER OF WASHINGTON.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1422611738653622751?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1422611738653622751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1422611738653622751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1422611738653622751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1422611738653622751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-homefront.html' title='From the Homefront'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4041909426105597057</id><published>2011-05-01T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:54:29.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Barrancas'/><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4cIgeeDsrw/Tb3SnD4A1NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/B5dvIjp1iSo/s1600/barrancas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4cIgeeDsrw/Tb3SnD4A1NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/B5dvIjp1iSo/s400/barrancas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The photographs above are from Fort Barrancas, near Pensacola, Florida, and were taken in 1861. (source:&amp;nbsp; Miller's &lt;em&gt;Photographic History of the Civil War&lt;/em&gt;)&amp;nbsp; The First Georgia was well familiar with the fort, spending much time there moving guns, drilling, and standing guard.&amp;nbsp; Below are photos I took during a visit a couple of years ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2y5P7xApEVE/Tb3TZMP27CI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pHe9eGUhnYs/s1600/barrancas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2y5P7xApEVE/Tb3TZMP27CI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pHe9eGUhnYs/s400/barrancas1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkdrSC-Yjm8/Tb3UqZ3cvGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6jq9cug-TEQ/s1600/HPIM0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkdrSC-Yjm8/Tb3UqZ3cvGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6jq9cug-TEQ/s400/HPIM0419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I wanted to send belated thank you's to the officers and members of two Sons of Confederate Veterans camps to whom I had the pleasure of speaking recently. On Tuesday April 19, I spoke to Camp #1946, the Col. John B. Palmer Camp of Burnsville, North Carolina; and on Thursday the 20th, I talked about the First Georgia to the Palmetto Sharpshooters Camp #1428 in Anderson, South Carolina. Many thanks for the gracious welcome I received from both camps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4041909426105597057?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4041909426105597057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4041909426105597057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4041909426105597057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4041909426105597057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/05/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4cIgeeDsrw/Tb3SnD4A1NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/B5dvIjp1iSo/s72-c/barrancas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8379275354987308655</id><published>2011-04-21T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:04:56.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensacola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Rifles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Pickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibTC9y7N_PQ/TbBD9JgLbqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Z_1PtRz59mM/s1600/barrancas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibTC9y7N_PQ/TbBD9JgLbqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Z_1PtRz59mM/s320/barrancas2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance to Fort Barrancas, Florida&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;War has commenced, but active campaigning is still some time off. The men of the First Georgia Regiment, recently arrived in their camps&amp;nbsp;close to&amp;nbsp;Fort Barrancas, near Pensacola, are settling into the daily routine. The soldiers are eager for fighting to begin, as evidenced in their letters to home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From a member of the Oglethorpe Infantry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Colonel says if there is any fighting to be done, the Oglethorpes shall have front seats in the Regiment. He also says that if we are a sample of city boys, we can out work country boys two to one. It is a fact, I never saw so much willingness in any company as has been displayed by the Oglethorpe Infantry—to perform any duty which they have been called upon to do—we have been called on to do mule duty, by pulling wagons and cars. We are all well, hearty and sun-burnt. We all keep clean, as the beach is only half mile, and we go down twice a day—after reveille and after regiment parade, six P. M. We have a mail daily, and received papers regularly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From a member of the Southern Guard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am proud to say to you, that our soldiers are all perfectly contented and as loyal a body of men as have ever been congregated for any purpose. It does appear to me, after conversing with the soldiers freely, that every private here has been prompted by patriotism alone, and is willing to suffer anything that the body is capable of undergoing to gain our independence. With such material to use against the invading scoundrels of Fort Pickens, you may with all confidence expect to hear that we are victorious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Sergeant James Medlock of the Washington Rifles writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Gen. Bragg’s plans are, as a matter of course, I know not. But my impression is, from what I see and hear, that if Fort Pickens is not surrendered soon, it will be taken by force of arms—and that, too, within a few days. On this point, however, there is quite a diversity of opinion. We have several guns that I believe can do the work in a short time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And from Lieutenant Chester A. Stone of the Gate City Guards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensacola is a beautiful place—magnolias and flowers of all kinds in full bloom. Our company are all well and enjoying ourselves merrily. We are ready, at a moment’s notice, to meet the armies of the Rail-Splitter, and split them worse than he ever did rails.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8379275354987308655?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8379275354987308655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8379275354987308655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8379275354987308655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8379275354987308655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/04/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibTC9y7N_PQ/TbBD9JgLbqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Z_1PtRz59mM/s72-c/barrancas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7113820142584191249</id><published>2011-04-14T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T11:48:15.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gettysburg'/><title type='text'>Another Victory for Battlefield Preservation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Good sense and historical preservation have prevailed again!&amp;nbsp; Once again, the Pennsylvania Gaming Control Board has rejected placing a casino near the Gettysburg National Battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;From the Civil War Trust:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proposed Gettysburg Casino Location Rejected by Pennsylvania Gaming Control Board&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Civil War Trust praises board for its enduring commitment to protecting this hallowed ground &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Harrisburg, Pa.) – Following today’s decision by the Pennsylvania Gaming Control Board to reject a second proposal to bring casino gambling to the doorstep of Gettysburg National Military Park, Civil War Trust president Jim Lighthizer issued the following statement:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Both personally, and on behalf of our members, I would like to thank the members of the Pennsylvania Gaming Control Board for their thoughtful deliberation and insightful decision. By stating that the hallowed ground of America’s most blood-soaked battlefield is no place for this type of adults-only enterprise, they have reiterated the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania’s commitment to its priceless history and upheld its obligation to protect such sites from wanton and unnecessary degradation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“This is a great day, not just for Gettysburg, but for all historic sites. However, we must remember that this proposal was just a symptom of a larger problem — the numerous irreplaceable sites similarly besieged by ill-considered development. I am confident that those seeking to protect priceless treasures of our past will be empowered by this victory for historic preservation, and I hope that its spirit will be carried forth in other communities facing similar questions of encroachment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sadly, this was not the first time that the Gaming Board was forced to weigh the possibility of gaming with a Gettysburg address. Now that two such proposals have been denied — clearly demonstrating the resonant power this iconic site and the widespread desire to protect it — I sincerely hope that those would seek personal profit and financial gain will think twice about trading on the blood of 50,000 American casualties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Now, as ever, the Civil War Trust and its allies stand ready to work on behalf of Gettysburg and the other deathless fields that shaped the legacy of our nation, particularly as we begin the sesquicentennial commemoration of the American Civil War. We are exceptionally pleased to have the support and cooperation of visionary government bodies, like the Pennsylvania Gaming Control Board, that understand the singular significance of such sites to aid our efforts.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since it was announced last year, the proposal to open Mason-Dixon Gaming Resort a scant half-mile from Gettysburg National Military Park has drawn immense opposition — an early April survey by a nationally renowned polling and research firm found that only 17 percent of Pennsylvanians supported the idea, with 66 percent actively opposed and 57 percent indicating that such a facility would be “an embarrassment” to the Commonwealth. Tens of thousands of petitions were submitted against the project and nearly 300 prominent historians united to urge its rejection, as did the national leadership of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Fund and the American Legion. Other prominent Americans who lent their name to the campaign to protect Gettysburg include Susan Eisenhower, Emmy-winning filmmaker Ken Burns, two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author David McCullough, Medal of Honor recipient Paul W. Bucha, renowned composer John Williams and entertainers Matthew Broderick, Stephen Lang and Sam Waterston. In 2005, citing public outcry, the Gaming Board likewise rejected a plan to construct a casino one mile from the edge of the national park.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Civil War Trust is the largest nonprofit battlefield preservation organization in the United States. Its mission is to preserve our nation’s endangered Civil War battlefields and to promote appreciation of these hallowed grounds. To date, the Trust has preserved more than 30,000 acres of battlefield land in 20 states— including 800 at Gettysburg. Learn more at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.civilwar.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.civilwar.org&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7113820142584191249?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7113820142584191249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7113820142584191249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7113820142584191249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7113820142584191249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-victory-for-battlefield.html' title='Another Victory for Battlefield Preservation'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8443464649109001656</id><published>2011-04-12T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T09:15:03.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Pickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Sumter'/><title type='text'>And So It Began . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRq8qK1mjz0/TaRQK06xO3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FC1b4pVgkjc/s1600/bombardment_of_Fort_Sumter.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRq8qK1mjz0/TaRQK06xO3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FC1b4pVgkjc/s320/bombardment_of_Fort_Sumter.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;150 years ago today, the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry was enroute to Pensacola.&amp;nbsp; As they traveled the route to Florida, the soldiers learned of and cheered the news from Charleston.&amp;nbsp; The following is&amp;nbsp;from a letter to the editors of the Augusta &lt;em&gt;Chronicle &amp;amp; Sentinel, &lt;/em&gt;dated April 18, 1861:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It will no doubt be the pride of Georgia to know that there is but one feeling animating her Regiment, and that is, harmony and the determination to maintain the honor of Georgia, noble mother of us all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is now a regimental parade every afternoon at 8 ½ o’clock.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The encampment is under strict military discipline, and Gen. Bragg has placed this point under martial law.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Confederate soldiers are active, and determined to have Fort Pickens.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hurrah for the Carolinians!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our flag waves over fallen Sumter, and Major Anderson is spared the necessity of shedding the blood of those dear to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pickens, we hope, will fall into our hands as successfully as Sumter; but Pensacola may yet run red with the blood of Americans in fratricidal strife.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If such be Nature’s decree, then “welcome be Cumberland’s steed to the shock—let them dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock”—for Georgians, and Mississippians, and the true Confederate troops, will cheerfully yield their blood and life rather than be the subjects of bigotry and insolence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8443464649109001656?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8443464649109001656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8443464649109001656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8443464649109001656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8443464649109001656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-so-it-began.html' title='And So It Began . . .'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRq8qK1mjz0/TaRQK06xO3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FC1b4pVgkjc/s72-c/bombardment_of_Fort_Sumter.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4783272695071619542</id><published>2011-04-02T17:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:43:21.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph E. Brown'/><title type='text'>"May The God Of Battles Go With You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On April 4, 1861, the new First Georgia Volunteer Infantry paraded at Camp Oglethorpe in Macon for Governor Joseph E. Brown.&amp;nbsp; Following the review, the regiment formed a three-sided square around the govenor's carriage.&amp;nbsp; Curious citizens crowded the fourth side of the square as Brown stood in the carriage to speak to the troops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Officers and Soldiers:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The circumstances which have called for this rendezvous are of a peculiar character.—Our fathers bequeathed to us the wisest and best Government on the face of the earth.—The foundations upon which that Government was based, were the equality of the states, and the equal protection of the rights of the citizens of every section of the Union.—Equality of sovereignty, equality of rights, and equality of protection, are all the South ever demanded. She has borne much, endured long, but her stern decree has at last gone forth, that with less than these she never will be content. In the hope of a returning sense of justice on the part of the people of the Northern States, and for the sake of the Union, the South has long submitted to unjust Congressional legislation, which has plundered her of millions of dollars annually, to build up and enrich her Northern Confederates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Southern industry has been taxed for the Northern interests, until our Confederates there, sustained by our bounty, and pampered by our liberality, have grown rich and haughty. Not content with all the advantages afforded them by our tariff acts, navigation laws and other legislation, intended to tax us for their benefit, they have even grown insolent, and despite our frequent warnings and remonstrances, have assumed to exercise the right of regulating our domestic affairs, according to their own notions of propriety. Not only so, but they have assumed to themselves exclusive ownership and control over the whole territory of the Union.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Southern blood and Southern valor had won a rich domain, and added it to the common territory, they appropriated it all to their own use, and insisted on excluding the sons of the South from all participation in it, unless they would consent to occupy it upon terms of inequality. We demanded an equal participation in the common property. They refused to allow it. We then offered to divide it by a line giving them much the larger portion. They spurned the offer and by superior numbers in Congress attempted to drive us from every inch of it. Nor was this all, a portion of their number invaded the soil of a Southern sister State, and attempted to incite insurrection and rebellion, and with fire and sword, to spread devastation and turn over the fair field of our native South. A powerful political party sympathizing with this outrage and even deifying the demons who perpetrated it, planting itself upon a free soil platform, and adopting for his watchword, Northern superiority and Southern inequality, has trampled down our friends in the Northern States, proudly triumphed over us at the ballot box, and then taunted us with its arrogance about Northern strength and Southern weakness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one of two alternatives was left. We must cling to the Union, and become slaves to it, or we must sunder its ties and live free men out of it. We chose the latter, and seven gallant Southern States have resumed the powers delegated to the Federal Government, which had been so wantonly abused by it. Sovereign and independent as each then was, they all met in Convention, and have formed a new Confederate upon the basis of the old Constitution, making such modifications only, as the experience of three-quarters of a century had shown to be absolutely necessary, and such as might have preserved the old Union perpetually, had they been incorporated into the old Constitution, and faithfully carried out in practice by the Government. The wisdom of these changes is so apparent to all, that even our enemies are obliged to acknowledge the superiority of our statesmanship and sagacity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The revolution is complete! A new nation is born! Civil and religious liberty are established! A Government of equality exists! And a Statesman and warrior of splendid intellectual powers, great prudence, commendable caution and enlarged experience, who has won by his valor in the field, and his wisdom in the Senate, a reputation which has extended far beyond the limits of our continent, has been called to watch over this infant giant in its tender years. Who is not proud to rally around the flag of his country, when Jefferson Davis directs the sword, and presides over the Cabinet? But I must not forget that Georgia’s great statesman, whose brilliant intellect, clear head, pure heart, and eloquent tongue have excited for him the plaudits of millions of freemen, and the admiration of civilized man everywhere, occupies the second place in the Councils of the Confederate States. I might refer with pride, to the Cabinet, with the giant Georgia intellect at its head, but I forbear. With the blessings of Heaven upon us, and with such men as Davis, Stephens ad Toombs at the helm, who can fear the result of the voyage?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why are you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt; soldiers? Is it for the purpose of invading the territory of the United States, or plundering their people? No. We are not the aggressors. We rall only in defence of Southern homes, Southern firesides, and Southern altars, which are threatened with invasion and destruction. We deprecate war. But if war is forced upon us, we are prepared for it, and when once commenced, we swear by our altars, it shall never terminate till those who provoked it shall have been the greatest sufferers by it.—In its prosecution, should we be compelled, in self defence, to “carry the war into Africa,” and seize the Federal Capitol, or even to devastate Northern cities, it will not be our fault. We have only asked to be permitted to depart in peace from those whom we could no longer live in peace. In the language of Abram to Lott, we have said to our Northern brethren, Let there be no strife between us we pray thee. Is not the whole land before thee? If thou will take the left hand, then we will go to the right, or if thou depart to the right hand, then we well go to the left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ow have they responded to these peaceful overtures? They deny our right to either to depart in peace from them or to live as equals in peace with them. They claim the right to execute their laws within our jurisdiction, to garrison our Forts with a Black Republican army, and to blockade our cities with a Black Republican navy. Nay, more, they threaten to vindicate this assumed right at the mouth of the cannon and the point of the bayonet.—You have rallied, soldiers, to meet them upon this ground, and if necessary to drive them back by force of arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not called, however, to meet them upon the soil of Georgia, for we are proud to know that no federal troop desecrates her soil, and no federal flag waves over any portion of her territory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We not only occupy our own forts and arsenals in Georgia, but by virtue of the moral power which sleeps in those stalwart arms of yours, you have enabled me, as your Executive, to extort respect for our State even from our enemies, and to compel the public officers of a great freesoil State, who had plundered on of your fellow-citizens, to make prompt resititution.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We must not forget, however, that some of our sister Confederate States are less fortunate, and that United States troops now occupy some of their strongest fortifications, while that Government threatens further reinforcements. The cause of all the Confederate States is now a common cause. It is for the common defence, therefore, that you have been called to arms, and most nobly have you responded to the call. Fifteen thousand other brave volunteers, with arms in their hands, will stand ready, at a moment’s warning, to march to sustain you, and fifty thousand more will respond whenever their services are needed. Soldiers, you are now soon to pass from my command, and leave for a time the territory of our beloved old State. Would that I could accompany you, and share with you your toils, and participate with you in your glory! My whole soul is in this movement, and my heart swells with emotions which I cannot utter, when I am obliged to bid you adieu, and return to my field of labors elsewhere. But you, in common with the people of Georgia, have assigned me other duties than those which you are called to perform, and I must obey your behest, and discharge them to the best of my ability.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I am not permitted, therefore, to go with you, I must commit to your hands, upon the field, the flag of Georgia, and the honor of Georgia. In you custody I know that the one will ever wave victorious, and the other will never be tarnished. While the eyes of a million of persons in Georgia will be anxiously turned towards you, the prayers of our churches, our mothers, our wives, our daughters, and our sisters will constantly attend you. None will contemplate your defeat, but the hearts of all will leap with joy at your success.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take then, that flag in your hands, and remember that, in the presence of this vast audience, I here commit the honor of Georgia to your keeping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go, then, and may the God of battles go with you, and lead, protect and defend you, till the last foot-print of the invader shall be obliterated from the soil of our common country.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4783272695071619542?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4783272695071619542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4783272695071619542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4783272695071619542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4783272695071619542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/04/may-god-of-battles-go-with-you.html' title='&quot;May The God Of Battles Go With You&quot;'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4219198798622695969</id><published>2011-03-27T10:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:19:05.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensacola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Rifles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><title type='text'>Departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The time is now at hand.&amp;nbsp; Orders have been received.&amp;nbsp; In communities across Georgia, the companies selected to become part of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry are packing up their traps and making ready to depart their homes, families and friends as they begin the great adventure.&amp;nbsp; Newspapers cheer for their home-town troops and, betraying a hint of sadness, wish them Godspeed as they go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Newnan &lt;em&gt;Banner&lt;/em&gt;, March 29, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ORDERS TO MARCH.—The Newnan Guards have orders to march immediately and rendezvous at Macon. Destination Fort Pickens.—They will leave here on Monday next. The Guards will muster between sixty or seventy brave men, well officered, and all prepared to take a hand in the work of ridding Southern soil and forts of the presence of the old Federal Troops of Lincoln. If a fight is necessary and nothing else will satisfy the Black Republicans, we guarantee a good account from the Guards when the ball opens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Augusta &lt;em&gt;Chronicle and Sentinel&lt;/em&gt;, March 29, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under Marching Orders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is doubtless well known to most of our citizens, that the Oglethorpe Infantry, Capt. J. O. Clarke and Walker Light Infantry, Capt. S. H. Crump, tendered their services in aid of the Confederate States, which tender was accepted, and they were ordered to hold themselves in readiness to march upon official notice. That notice was received by the two companies yesterday morning, and they have been ordered by Adj. Gen Wayne to rendezvous at Macon on Tuesday next. They will leave this city, therefore, on Monday, at half-past 2 P.M., on the Wayneboro train. Their destination has not been announced, but it is presumed that Pensacola is the post for which they are mustered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Columbus &lt;em&gt;Daily Enquirer&lt;/em&gt;, April 2, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Departed—Company D, of the Southern Guards, Capt. Wilkins, took the afternoon train for Macon, the place of rendezvous of the Georgia troops, yesterday. They were escorted to the depot by all the other city companies, and platoon salutes fired on the eve of their departure. They are a fine looking body of men, well advanced in discipline for so short an organization, and will no doubt very creditably represent our city.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sandersville Central Georgian, April 3, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone to the Wars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our town wears an appearance of gloom. The “soul-stirring drum and ear-piercing fife” are no longer heard in our streets. Yesterday, the “Washington Rifles,” Capt. S. A. H. Jones, acting on orders received from the Executive of Georgia, took their departure for Macon, thence to Pensacola. The “Rifles” number eighty men. They are good citizens—gallant men and true, and if there is fighting to be done around and in Fort Pickens, we predict that this gallant corps will share largely in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Daily Intelligencer&lt;/em&gt;, March 26, 1861.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GATE CITY GUARDS,--We understand that this excellent company of citizen soldiery, has been called into the service of the Confederate States Government. They will probably leave this city about the last of this week for Pensacola. Military companies from Newnan and Forsyth will accompany the Guards to their destination.—The Gate City Guards, has always been one of the crack companies of Atlanta, and should they be called into actual service, to make a reputation at the cannon’s mouth, we have strong faith that they will acquit themselves with honor to Atlanta, the State of Georgia, and the Government of the Confederate States.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4219198798622695969?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4219198798622695969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4219198798622695969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4219198798622695969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4219198798622695969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/03/departure.html' title='Departure'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2660944861469440486</id><published>2011-03-18T21:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:44:19.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlonega Volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>The Men Are On The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;150 years ago today, a flood of submissions began to pour into government offices in the Georgia state capital at Milledgeville as militia units from across the state responded to Governor Brown’s call for volunteers. Eager to go to war, some 250 units tendered their services. To simplify the selection of which companies would be included in the first infantry regiment, it was decided to accept them in the order by which their tender was received (with one exception – more later). The very first to proffer their services was the Newnan Guards of Coweta County.&amp;nbsp; As a result, the Guards would be designated&amp;nbsp;as Company “A” of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry. The Guards and several other companies received orders to travel to Macon, where they were combined to form the First Georgia. March 18 was listed as the regiment’s official date of muster, as it was the date that the companies’ tender was received by the government. The other units chosen to make up the regiment were as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;B – Company “D” of the Southern Guards, Muscogee County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;C – Southern Rights Guard, Houston County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;D – Oglethorpe Infantry, Richmond County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E – Washington Rifles, Washington County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;F – Gate City Guards, Fulton County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;G – Walker Light Infantry, Richmond County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;H – Dahlonega Volunteers, Lumpkin County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I – Bainbridge Independents, Decatur County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;K – Quitman Guards, Monroe County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In addition, four additional companies, the Macon Independent Volunteers, Ringgold Volunteers, Brown Infantry and Etowah Infantry were assembled to create the First Georgia Infantry Battalion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The exception mentioned above was the Dahlonega Volunteers. Georgia in early 1861 was not entirely in favor of secession - several northern counties contained definite Unionist leanings. Governor Brown, who had spent much of his younger days in that section, decided that having a mountain company would help draw those counties toward supporting separation. Thus, the Volunteers received orders to report to Macon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The men were on their way.&amp;nbsp; Few had any inkling of what they were bound for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2660944861469440486?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2660944861469440486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2660944861469440486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2660944861469440486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2660944861469440486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-are-on-way.html' title='The Men Are On The Way'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5921184473906730664</id><published>2011-03-10T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:35:55.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corricks Ford'/><title type='text'>30,000 Acres and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CAe9nYb7yzc/TS5IUb-wtiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sRZHSwcst3U/s320/civilwartrust-badge-180x150.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Civil War Trust has just celebrated 30,000 acres of battlefield property saved.&amp;nbsp; Included in that total are 57 acres at Rich Mountain, and 26 acres at Corricks Ford, both in West Virginia, and both areas that had an impact on the First Georgia.&amp;nbsp; The Trust published the following news release yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Civil War Trust Eclipses 30,000 Acre Milestone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Completion of Acquisition Efforts at Dallas and Resaca, Georgia, Push Preservation Group to New Heights(Washington, D.C.) – This week, the Civil War Trust, the nation’s leading organization seeking to protect the hallowed ground of our rapidly disappearing Civil War battlefields, announced that with the completion of its efforts at Dallas and Resaca, Ga., it has forever preserved more than 30,000 acres of historic land. To mark the occasion, Trust president James Lighthizer issued the following statement alongside a personal video message to the group’s supporters:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When I took the helm of this organization in late 1999, neither I nor anyone involved in the battlefield preservation movement, could have predicted this level of success. But year in and year out, the passionate support of this organization’s members, and their heartfelt desire to leave a legacy greater than themselves for their children and grandchildren, has propelled us beyond my wildest expectations. To each and every one of these individuals I owe a great debt of personal thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The figure of 30,000 acres — the equivalent of 47 square miles — is almost too large to comprehend. But in the case of this organization, it is a tangible success that can be visited and appreciated one battlefield at a time. It’s 240 acres at Antietam, 710 at Corinth and 385 at Perryville. It’s 377 at Shiloh, 705 at Gettysburg and 1,798 at Brandy Station. It’s 117 on Morris Island, 952 at Malvern Hill and 212 at Wilson’s Creek. And more land at scores more battlefields — 110 sites spread across 20 states.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“But our work is far from done, with these sites are disappearing at the alarming rate of 30 acres per day. And so, although today we pause to celebrate our achievements, we will not rest in our efforts. As we begin the commemoration of the 150th anniversary of the Civil War, let us redouble our work to set aside these irreplaceable landscapes as a lasting memorial to the brave men who took up arms during our nation’s most turbulent hour. What legacy for the sesquicentennial could be more fitting?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Indeed.&amp;nbsp; I urge all readers of this blog to support the Civil War Trust in their fine and important work.&amp;nbsp; The Trust can even set up a monthly payment plan drafted from a credit card (this is what I do).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5921184473906730664?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5921184473906730664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5921184473906730664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5921184473906730664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5921184473906730664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/03/30000-acres-and-counting.html' title='30,000 Acres and Counting'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CAe9nYb7yzc/TS5IUb-wtiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sRZHSwcst3U/s72-c/civilwartrust-badge-180x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3991861985629006554</id><published>2011-02-27T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:00:30.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensacola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph E. Brown'/><title type='text'>Setting the Stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In early March, General Braxton Bragg was assigned to&amp;nbsp;command of all Southern forces in and around Pensacola. Charged with driving the Federal troops out of Fort Pickens, Bragg set to work upgrading the fortifications on the mainland surrounding Santa Rosa Island. Confederate authorities in Montgomery sent letters to various governors asking for reinforcements to be sent to bolster Bragg’s foreces. Governor Joseph E. Brown of Georgia received the following missive: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONFEDERATE STATES OF AMERICA,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAR DEPARTMENT,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONTGOMERY, March 9, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His Excellency Governor Joseph E. Brown,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Milledgeville, Ga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIR: Under the act of Congress “to raise provisional forces for the Confederate States,” a copy of which I had the honor to inclose to you a few days ago, this Government now needs for immediate service, at Charleston, 3,000 troops; Fort Pulaski, 1,000 troops; Fort Morgan, 1,000 troops; Pensacola, 5,000 troops; Mississippi River, below New Orleans, 700 troops; Texas, 1000. I therefore request that Georgia shall furnish for Fort Pulaski 1,000, and for Pensacola 1,000 infantry, the troops to be sent forward to those points with as little delay as possible, and on their arrival they will be mustered into the service of the Confederate States. If you can supply this requisition immediately without the publication of your order, it would be better to do so, as it is advisable; as far as practicable, to keep our movements concealed from the Government of the United States.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; have the honor to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very respectfully, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your obedient servant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L. P. WALKER,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secretary of War.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Brown replied to&amp;nbsp;Secretary Walker in a short and direct note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAVANNAH, GA., March 12, 1861.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HON. L. P. WALKER,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secretary of War.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will furnish you two regiments of 1,000 each as soon as they can possibly be organized.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;oseph E. Brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With this short statement, Governor Brown pledged two regiments to Confederate service, and set in motion the events which would lead to the formation of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry. By March 18, 250 companies of militia had tendered their services to the state.&amp;nbsp; Just a few weeks later, on April 3, the first ten would be combined&amp;nbsp;into the First Georgia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3991861985629006554?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3991861985629006554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3991861985629006554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3991861985629006554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3991861985629006554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/setting-stage.html' title='Setting the Stage'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1228225458606698981</id><published>2011-02-19T17:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:06:54.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gate City Guard'/><title type='text'>The Mysterious Major Thompson</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9OBdMr0CK4/TWBHaWhEATI/AAAAAAAAAJk/M-5X1klJSc4/s1600/thompson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9OBdMr0CK4/TWBHaWhEATI/AAAAAAAAAJk/M-5X1klJSc4/s320/thompson.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Thompson Family plot in Oakland Cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;George Harvey is on the left, and the tall monument in the middle&lt;br /&gt;is for his father, Dr. Joseph Thompson.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While in Atlanta during my trip down to Georgia, I visited Oakland Cemetery in search of answers to a minor mystery. I recently found out that George Harvey Thompson, first major and later lieutenant colonel of the First Georgia, was buried in Oakland. During my research I was able to fairly well document Thompson’s activities before the war and during his term with the First, but after that the records get very skimpy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;George Harvey Thompson was born January 16, 1838, in Atlanta to Dr. Joseph Thompson and his wife, the former Mary Ann Tomlinson Young. Born in South Carolina, Dr. Thompson was one of Atlanta’s founding citizens and the owner/operator of the Atlanta Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Frequently known by his middle name of Harvey, Thompson attended the Georgia Military Institute, though his grades were not the best. When the Gate City Guard was incorporated in 1859, Thompson was elected the company’s first captain. In February, 1861, as Governor Joseph E. Brown began assembling his Georgia State Army, he offered Thompson a captain’s commission. Thompson was elected as major of Ramsey’s First Georgia Volunteer Infantry on April 3, 1861. During his service with the First, Thompson led the detachment of six companies which was lost in the Allegheny Mountains for several days following the retreat of the Army of the Northwest from Laurel Hill. Later, with Lt. Colonel James O. Clarke on detached service in Staunton, Thompson commanded the First at the Battle of Greenbrier River, after Colonel Ramsey was cut off from the army. In November, Lt. Col. Clarke resigned his commission and returned to Georgia. An election was held on December 3, with Thompson winning election to lieutenant colonel over Captain George M. Hanvey of the Newnan Guards. During General Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson’s Romney campaign, Thompson, along with over three-quarters of the regiment, was incapacitated by disease. Struck down by the freezing weather and hardships of the campaign, Harvey was confined to a bed in Winchester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the First Georgia mustered out in Augusta on March 10, 1862, Thompson returned to his father’s hotel, probably to rest, and to await his next adventure. The Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Daily Intelligencer&lt;/em&gt; of March 13, 1862 says “We hope that promotion will follow all the field officers of the regiment—and especially that it will soon overtake Lieut. Col. Thompson of this city, than whom none more deserves it, and but few as well qualified to lead a regiment in the field.”&amp;nbsp; It is certain that Thompson planned to reenter the service as soon as possible - an advertisement in the Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Southern Confederacy &lt;/em&gt;for&amp;nbsp;May 11, 1862&amp;nbsp;reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two Companies Wanted&lt;/strong&gt; - I WANT&amp;nbsp;two full Companies to complete a regiment, now being organized by authority of the War Department.&amp;nbsp; Address GEORGE HARVEY THOMPSON, or&amp;nbsp;D. S. PRINTUP, Atlanta, Ga.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is where we begin to lose track of Harvey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There are some business records which place Thompson in Atlanta from June 1863 through April of 1864. According to a couple of the papers, in late December of 1863 he sold a pair of horses to the 20th Alabama Artillery Battalion in Columbus, receiving the sum of $2400.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u0cTL0WzSc/TWBG4lc1ZLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/16n65UFDYmo/s1600/Thompson1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u0cTL0WzSc/TWBG4lc1ZLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/16n65UFDYmo/s320/Thompson1.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It is known that George Harvey died on December 18, 1864. An article in the November 5, 1905, Atlanta &lt;em&gt;Constitution&lt;/em&gt; says that he “died in service,” but gives no specifics. Thompson’s monument over his grave in Atlanta’s Oakland Cemetery is likewise silent on his service, simply saying: “Died December 18th 1864 Our Son GEORGE HARVEY In the 26th year of his age.” There is some other lettering below this but it has weathered to the point of being unreadable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If anyone has more information that might shed light on which unit George Harvey served in, please leave a comment. It would be very much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1228225458606698981?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1228225458606698981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1228225458606698981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1228225458606698981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1228225458606698981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/mysterious-major-thompson.html' title='The Mysterious Major Thompson'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9OBdMr0CK4/TWBHaWhEATI/AAAAAAAAAJk/M-5X1klJSc4/s72-c/thompson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7152082381165159227</id><published>2011-02-16T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:53:46.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>The First Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byxenPB3Bhs/TVxGpA6ILqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ll5QjVIyq20/s1600/CWBA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="85" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byxenPB3Bhs/TVxGpA6ILqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ll5QjVIyq20/s400/CWBA.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I Will Give Them One More Shot" &lt;/em&gt;has received its first review.&amp;nbsp; As a first-time author, I&amp;nbsp;have to admit to a bit of trepidation when I learned that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;One More Shot &lt;/em&gt;was coming up for appraisal by&amp;nbsp;Andrew Wagenhoffer of the blog "Civil War Books and Authors."&amp;nbsp;Thus I opened his&amp;nbsp;website this morning with more than a bit of anxiousness.&amp;nbsp; I was very pleased and gratified by Drew's&amp;nbsp;assessment, and I would like to thank him for his kind and flattering words.&amp;nbsp; The full review can be read &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://cwba.blogspot.com/2011/02/martin-i-will-give-them-one-more-shot.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7152082381165159227?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7152082381165159227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7152082381165159227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7152082381165159227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7152082381165159227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-review.html' title='The First Review'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byxenPB3Bhs/TVxGpA6ILqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ll5QjVIyq20/s72-c/CWBA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7694897746820525877</id><published>2011-02-12T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:36:00.275-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>. . . and Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the past week or so I put close to a thousand miles on my old car as I criss-crossed the state of Georgia promoting &lt;em&gt;“I Will Give Them One More Shot.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On Friday afternoon, February 4th, I left the mountains of Western North Carolina&amp;nbsp;in a drizzling, freezing rain. Arriving at the Georgia Archives in Morrow barely ten minutes before closing, I had the great pleasure of presenting a signed copy of &lt;em&gt;“One More Shot”&lt;/em&gt; to Archives Director Dr. Steven Engerrand, in thanks for the assistance he and his staff provided while I conducted my research on the First Georgia Infantry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntB33cEKzHk/TVaY6bh0v-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2-ls6H5ywxY/s1600/ChickamaugaCW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="236" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntB33cEKzHk/TVaY6bh0v-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2-ls6H5ywxY/s320/ChickamaugaCW.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saturday and Sunday was the Chickamauga Civil War Show in Dalton, where I met Barbara Keene, the marketing director for Mercer University Press. This was my first time attending this show, and I was thrilled by the number of exhibitors and vendors present. Between book signings at the Mercer Press table I wandered around the exhibit hall admiring the relics and artifacts (and reminding myself all the while of how empty my bank account was). Fellow Mercer author Bruce H. Stewart, Jr., author of &lt;em&gt;Invisible Hero: Patrick R. Cleburne&lt;/em&gt; joined me at the Mercer table on Saturday. I had the great pleasure of finally meeting in person Jim Parrish, author of &lt;em&gt;Wiregrass to Appomattox: The Untold Story of the 50th Georgia Infantry Regiment, CSA&lt;/em&gt;. Jim had graciously read the manuscript for One More Shot, and provided a highly complimentary blurb for the back of the dust jacket. It was great to see Dr. David Wiggins again. Dave provided much help in my research. It was also very gratifying to have several First Georgia descendents come up and thank me for bringing out the regiment’s story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Monday morning I headed down to Atlanta, where I had the pleasure of giving copies of One More Shot to Timothy Frilingos at the Atlanta Capitol Museum, and to Gordon Jones at the Atlanta History Center. I also visited Oakland Cemetery, where I found the gravesite of George Harvey Thompson, major of the First Georgia. More on Thompson in a future post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vGM5gw8sQ8/TVaZIbgHpNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tlU3gyh4oHA/s1600/Perry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="141" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vGM5gw8sQ8/TVaZIbgHpNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tlU3gyh4oHA/s200/Perry.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From Atlanta I headed south to Houston County. That evening I enjoyed the privilege of speaking to the Perry Historical Society about the First Georgia. Several of the folks attending had ancestors in the Southern Rights Guard of Houston County, which was Company C of the First. My presentation was very well received, and I would like to thank Terre Walker for inviting me to visit with the Society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4TnOzn_Bio/TVaZSsFPwqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xAmivJmRgdo/s1600/Andersonville.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4TnOzn_Bio/TVaZSsFPwqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xAmivJmRgdo/s200/Andersonville.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tuesday morning, on the way to my next visit, I made a stop at Andersonville National Historic Site. It had been over twenty-five years since I had last visited the camp, and was very impressed with the National Prisoner of War Museum, which opened in 1998. On my previous visits the museum was relegated to a small building next to the cemetery. Out in the area of the prison itself, the main gate has been reconstructed. Walking through from the outer to the inner gate, I felt myself having to stop for a moment as I gazed out over the same landscape that held more 45,000 prisoners over fourteen months in 1864 and 1865. A sense of extreme sadness weighs heavily in the air over the stockade site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQliKMsCJq0/TVaZgJ54xVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9gHcY3aDiL4/s1600/Americus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQliKMsCJq0/TVaZgJ54xVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9gHcY3aDiL4/s200/Americus.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From Andersonville I continued south to Americus. John Carroll, former commander of the Sons of Confederate Veterans A. H. Stephens Camp #78, invited me to come to Americus to speak about the First. Camp #78 represents several companies formed in Sumter County, one of which was the Muckalee Guards, Company A of the Twelfth Georgia Infantry. The Twelfth fought alongside the First Georgia during the Cheat Mountain Campaign and the Battle of Greenbrier River. Many thanks to John and the members of Camp #78 for their gracious welcome (and also the tasty soup!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Wednesday I turned north toward home, briefly checking in once more at Mercer Press in Macon, then to my final stop at the University of Georgia in Athens. There I presented another book to Mary Linnemann of the Hargrett Library in thanks for her research assistance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;would like to express my thanks to everyone for their warm welcome and kind hospitality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7694897746820525877?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7694897746820525877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7694897746820525877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7694897746820525877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7694897746820525877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-back-again.html' title='. . . and Back Again'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntB33cEKzHk/TVaY6bh0v-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2-ls6H5ywxY/s72-c/ChickamaugaCW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3215595715123561009</id><published>2011-02-05T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T19:54:41.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>OOOPS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It has come to my attention that the chart that accompanies Appendix B on page 258 of "I Will Give Them One More Shot" was inadvertently left out during the book's first printing. I would like to offer my apologies for this omission. Mercer University Press has advised that this chart will be reinserted during subsequent print runs. To obtain a printable copy of the chart, please click on the link in the left hand column, which will open a page on my website.&amp;nbsp; There you will find a link for a .pdf file, which when printed on front and back of the same sheet of paper, can be cut and inserted between pages 258 and 259.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3215595715123561009?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3215595715123561009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3215595715123561009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3215595715123561009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3215595715123561009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/ooops.html' title='OOOPS!!!'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2942442968815520361</id><published>2011-02-03T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:51:15.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>On The Road . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The next several days are going to be&amp;nbsp;busy ones as I hit the road to promote &lt;i&gt;“I Will Give Them One More Shot”.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Saturday and Sunday I will be in Dalton, Georgia, for the Chickamauga Civil War Show.&amp;nbsp; I’ll be at the Mercer University Press table and would enjoy visiting with anyone who would like to drop by.&amp;nbsp; Monday night I will be speaking to the Perry Historical Society, and Tuesday will be the Sons of Confederate Veterans camp in Americus.&amp;nbsp; In between I’ll be delivering signed books to the Georgia Archives in Morrow, the Atlanta History Center, the Georgia Capitol Museum and the University of Georgia, in thanks for their help during my research.&amp;nbsp; On my way down to Americus I’m going to try to&amp;nbsp;sneak in a visit to Andersonville National Historic Site.&amp;nbsp; I’ll post pictures on this site once I return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2942442968815520361?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2942442968815520361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2942442968815520361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2942442968815520361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2942442968815520361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-road.html' title='On The Road . . .'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8355079886472724634</id><published>2011-01-26T11:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:51:59.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gettysburg'/><title type='text'>A Big Rebel Yell and a Yankee Huzzah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Civil War Trust (formerly the Civil War Preservation Trust) has just announced a victory in the fight to prevent Walmart from building next to the Wilderness Battlefield:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Walmart Abandons Plans to Build Supercenter on Wilderness Battlefield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preservation community pleased with decision by retail giant to drop plans to build a supercenter within historic boundaries of Wilderness battlefield(Orange, Va.) – In an unexpected development, Walmart announced this morning that it has abandoned plans to pursue a special use permit previously awarded to the retail giant for construction of a supercenter on the Wilderness Battlefield. The decision came as the trial in a legal challenge seeking to overturn the special use permit was scheduled to begin in Orange County circuit court.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We are pleased with Walmart’s decision to abandon plans to build a supercenter on the Wilderness battlefield,” remarked James Lighthizer, president of the Civil War Trust. “We have long believed that Walmart would ultimately recognize that it is in the best interests of all concerned to move their intended store away from the battlefield. We applaud Walmart officials for putting the interests of historic preservation first. Sam Walton would be proud of this decision.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Civil War Trust is part of the Wilderness Battlefield Coalition, an alliance of local residents and national groups seeking to protect the Wilderness battlefield. Lighthizer noted that the Wilderness Battlefield Coalition has sought from the very beginning to work with county officials and Walmart to find an alternative location for the proposed superstore away from the battlefield.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We stand ready to work with Walmart to put this controversy behind us and protect the battlefield from further encroachment,” Lighthizer stated. “We firmly believe that preservation and progress need not be mutually exclusive, and welcome Walmart as a thoughtful partner in efforts to protect the Wilderness Battlefield.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In August 2009, the Orange County Board of Supervisors approved a controversial special use permit to allow construction of the Walmart Supercenter and associated commercial development on the Wilderness Battlefield. A wide range of prominent individuals and organizations publicly opposed the store’s location, including more than 250 American historians led by Pulitzer Prize-winners James McPherson and David McCullough. One month after the decision, a group of concerned citizens and the local Friends of Wilderness Battlefield filed a legal challenge to overturn the decision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Battle of the Wilderness, fought May 5–6, 1864, was one of the most significant engagements of the American Civil War. Of the 185,000 soldiers who entered combat amid the tangled mass of second-growth trees and scrub in Virginia’s Orange and Spotsylvania counties, some 30,000 became casualties. The Wilderness Battlefield Coalition, composed of Friends of Wilderness Battlefield, Piedmont Environmental Council, Preservation Virginia, National Trust for Historic Preservation, National Parks Conservation Association, and Civil War Trust, seeks to protect this irreplaceable local and national treasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Civil War Trust is the largest nonprofit battlefield preservation organization in the United States. Its mission is to preserve our nation’s endangered Civil War battlefields and to promote appreciation of these hallowed grounds. To date, the Trust has preserved nearly 30,000 acres of battlefield land in 20 states. Learn more at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.civilwar.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.civilwar.org&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, if we can just take care of that casino at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gettysburg . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8355079886472724634?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8355079886472724634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8355079886472724634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8355079886472724634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8355079886472724634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-rebel-yell-and-yankee-huzzah.html' title='A Big Rebel Yell and a Yankee Huzzah!'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7252625208661171859</id><published>2011-01-23T20:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:45:47.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>The Die Is Cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;January 19, 1861, Milledgeville, Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;AN ORDINANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To dissolve the Union between the State of Georgia and the other States united with her under a compact of Government entitled “The Constitution of the United States of America.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We, the people of the State of Georgia, in Convention assembled, do declare and ordain, and it is hereby declared and ordained, That the ordinance adopted by the people of the State of Georgia in Convention, on the second day of January, in the year of our Lord seventeen hundred and eighty-eight, whereby the Constitution of the United States of America was assented to, ratified and adopted; and also all Acts and parts of Acts of the General Assembly of this State ratifying and adopting amendments of the said Constitution, are hereby repealed, rescinded and abrogated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We do further declare and ordain, That the Union now subsisting between the State of Georgia and other States under the name of the “United States of America,” is hereby dissolved, and that the State of Georgia is in full possession and exercise of all those rights of sovereignty which belong and appertain to a free and independent State.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;GEORGE W. CRAWFORD, President.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7252625208661171859?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7252625208661171859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7252625208661171859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7252625208661171859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7252625208661171859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/01/die-is-cast.html' title='The Die Is Cast'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1092860064811635741</id><published>2011-01-15T14:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T10:11:07.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>A Dream Fulfilled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TTrzbz70iLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Pd8FlBBxwv4/s1600/Martin-Tbnl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TTrzbz70iLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Pd8FlBBxwv4/s320/Martin-Tbnl.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am pleased and excited to announce that my book, &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them More Shot:&amp;nbsp; Ramsey's 1st Regiment Georgia Volunteers&lt;/em&gt;, has just been released by Mercer University Press.&amp;nbsp; The result of over six years of research and writing, this is very much a dream come true for me.&amp;nbsp; I would like to express my gratitude to Dr. Marc Jolley and the rest of the staff at&amp;nbsp;Mercer University Press&lt;em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; is available through Mercer Press at &lt;a href="http://www.mupress.org/"&gt;http://www.mupress.org/&lt;/a&gt;, as well as most major online booksellers.&amp;nbsp; My great hope is that you will enjoy reading the book as much as I did researching and writing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1092860064811635741?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1092860064811635741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1092860064811635741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1092860064811635741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1092860064811635741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/01/dream-fulfilled.html' title='A Dream Fulfilled'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TTrzbz70iLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Pd8FlBBxwv4/s72-c/Martin-Tbnl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3144527382731145761</id><published>2011-01-09T11:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:11:01.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensacola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>The First Shots?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TSnbXUSrtyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/haWgg8uUXUA/s1600/1861Map.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TSnbXUSrtyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/haWgg8uUXUA/s320/1861Map.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even before officially declaring itself out of the Union, Florida began moving to secure the military sites within its borders. On January 6, Florida troops took possession of the U.S. Arsenal at Apalachicola, and the next day, Fort Marion in St. Augustine was taken over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Near Pensacola, First Lieutenant Adam J. Slemmer of the First U.S. Artillery, anxiously watched the unfolding crisis. Lt. Slemmer’s commanding officer, Captain John H. Winder, who would become a Confederate brigadier general and be placed in charge of the Confederacy’s prisons, was absent on leave. This left Slemmer in command of U.S. Army posts around Pensacola Bay, which included Forts Barrancas and McRee on the mainland, and Fort Pickens across the bay on Santa Rosa Island. Slemmer began to prepare for trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TSnZOgZ4bCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/m4pmGxLQHNY/s1600/463px-Slemmer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TSnZOgZ4bCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/m4pmGxLQHNY/s200/463px-Slemmer.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On the 8th, Slemmer directed that gunpowder stored in the old Spanish Water Battery be moved into Fort Barrancas, and “caused all the batteries to be put in working order.” Late that night nervous sentries guarding Barrancas caught sight of the dark silhouettes of men approaching the gates. The shadowy figures were Florida militia, their purpose unknown. Many historical accounts say that the Union sentries fired upon the trespassers. Lt. Slemmer’s report does not specifically say that shots were fired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“That night a body of men (about twenty in number) came to the fort with the evident intention of taking possession. The corporal of the guard caused the alarm to be given, upon which the assailants retreated precipitately. The guard was immediately strengthened by half the company, but nothing further occurred that night.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If the guards did fire their weapons, these shots could arguably be called the first fired in the American Civil War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Florida would secede from the Union two days later, on January 10. Lt. Slemmer found himself in a situation very similar to Major Robert Anderson’s at Charleston. Like Anderson, Slemmer decided that his posts on the mainland were indefensible with the small force at his disposal, so he ordered the guns of Forts Barrancas and McRee spiked, and transferred his troops out to Fort Pickens. Florida troops took possession of the mainland fortifications on the 12th, and demanded the surrender of the Navy Yard. Without even a hint of resistance, Armstrong turned control of the Yard over to the Floridians. Armstrong would be court-martialed on March 12 for surrendering his post to the Floridians, and was sentenced to be suspended from the service for five years. Lieutenant Slemmer, on the other hand, was acclaimed as a hero throughout the north, and received a promotion to Major as a reward for his actions at Fort Pickens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3144527382731145761?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3144527382731145761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3144527382731145761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3144527382731145761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3144527382731145761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-shots.html' title='The First Shots?'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TSnbXUSrtyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/haWgg8uUXUA/s72-c/1861Map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2983440848433231435</id><published>2011-01-01T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:33:31.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>"You May Be Needed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TR_vS5DRiuI/AAAAAAAAAII/4cUqVEplRX8/s1600/Old+State+Capitol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TR_vS5DRiuI/AAAAAAAAAII/4cUqVEplRX8/s200/Old+State+Capitol.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old Georgia State Capitol Building,&lt;br /&gt;Milledgeville&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On January 2, 1861, Georgians braved a cold rain as they traveled to their polling places. The state legislature had called for a convention to be convened in Milledgeville on January 18, for the purpose of debating the issue of secession from the United States and other matters. Voters in each county spent that day selecting delegates to represent them at the convention. In Muscogee County, James N. Ramsey was chosen, along with Henry L. Benning and Adolphus S. Rutherford, Sr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The various militia companies eagerly waited for the great adventure of war to begin. Their officers could barely contain their impatience. Back in November, Captain George M. Hanvey of the Newnan Guards had written to outgoing South Carolina Governor William H. Gist, offering the services of his company in the event that the United States government attempted to “coerce” that state into remaining in the Union.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Governor Joseph E. Brown had no intention of allowing Georgia troops to head off to other states. In the January 8 edition of the Milledgeville &lt;em&gt;Federal Union&lt;/em&gt;, Brown flatly refused the request of several companies to leave the state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Military.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In reply to a telegraphic dispatch sent to Governor Brown, Jan. 1st., by the commanding officer of the Volunteer Companies of Macon, asking “if he would sanction the movement of Georgia Volunteers going to the aid of South Carolina.” The Governor sent the following dispatch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah, Jan. 2d, 1861.—To Captains R. A. Smith, E. Fitzgerald, T. Parker, L. M. Lamar, and Lieut. Wm. H. Ross: I will not. Your first duty is to Georgia—South Carolina is able, at present, to take care of herself—&lt;em&gt;you may be needed at home very soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;JOSEPH E. BROWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It would not be long before Brown would call these troops to the service of Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My little effort here at &lt;em&gt;One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; has been honored by being added to the blogroll of Michael Noirot’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thismightyscourge.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This Mighty Scourge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Michael describes his blog as “an examination of the men, companies, regiments and brigades that fought in the American Civil War – plus book reviews and author interviews.” I’ve included his site on my blogroll for some time – I especially enjoy listening to the interviews.&amp;nbsp; I encourage everyone to check out this excellent weblog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2983440848433231435?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2983440848433231435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2983440848433231435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2983440848433231435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2983440848433231435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-may-be-needed.html' title='&quot;You May Be Needed&quot;'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TR_vS5DRiuI/AAAAAAAAAII/4cUqVEplRX8/s72-c/Old+State+Capitol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1803900961077827946</id><published>2010-12-23T10:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:59:14.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just wanted to let everyone know that the release of &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; has been delayed by a few weeks.&amp;nbsp; The bindery where it is being processed evidently went down so the release has been pushed back until after the first of the year.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it will be out during the first week of January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Once again - from the Martin family to yours - Merry Christmas to everyone, and to all a very Happy New Year!&amp;nbsp; And to our troops serving overseas, along with their families waiting at home, we are grateful for your service, and wish you Godspeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1803900961077827946?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1803900961077827946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1803900961077827946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1803900961077827946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1803900961077827946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/12/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3682431619167713563</id><published>2010-12-13T20:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:09:18.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>An Uneasy Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas – a season of jollity, delights, and feelings of goodwill toward one’s fellow man. For Christmas of 1860, however, the atmosphere over the United States was charged with antagonism, the air filled with gathering storm clouds which in a few short months would lead to war. Neither side had any idea of the ferocity of the whirlwind that was about to be unleashed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The population of Georgia looked toward the holiday and the coming of the New Year with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. All eyes turned toward South Carolina, as delegates in Columbia debated the momentous issue of secession. On December 20, the Carolinians would sign their Ordinance of Secession, leading the way as the Southern states departed the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In communities across the state, citizens from all walks of life, who in a few short months would be marching in the ranks of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry, tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy in the face of the building tempest. James Newton Ramsey, who would become the colonel of the regiment, was practicing law along with his partner Albert R. Lamar, working out of an office over a bank in Columbus. James O. Clarke of Augusta, future lieutenant colonel, was listed in the 1860 census as a “master mason.” In Atlanta, George Harvey Thompson, son of prominent citizen and hotel owner Dr. Joseph Thompson, worked as a clerk. A graduate of the Georgia Military Academy and captain of the Gate City Guards, George Harvey would accept a captaincy in Governor Joseph E. Brown’s State Army prior to being elected as major of the First Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Newspapers were filled with editorials and letters from leading citizens railing against northern abolitionists and arguing for the necessity of separation from the Union. Even advertisements hinted at preparations for war. The Christmas day edition of the &lt;em&gt;Columbus Enquirer&lt;/em&gt; contained an advertisement for J. W. Pease’s Bookstore, offering training manuals such as &lt;em&gt;Scott’s&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Hardee’s&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;McComb’s Tactics&lt;/em&gt;, a book on cavalry tactics, and another on bayonet exercises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas, 1860 – a time of joy – and of anxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To each and all who have followed this blog from its beginning, and to all who come across it during their searches on the web, I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3682431619167713563?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3682431619167713563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3682431619167713563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3682431619167713563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3682431619167713563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/12/uneasy-christmas.html' title='An Uneasy Christmas'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-2909771541586070557</id><published>2010-11-28T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:07:32.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Light Infantry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flags'/><title type='text'>More Flags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Walker Light Infantry, which would become Company “I” of the First Georgia, was constituted in early 1861 by combining two companies of so-called “minute men” in Augusta. The company was commanded by Captain Samuel H. Crump, and was issued “Mississippi” style rifles, .54 caliber. On March 23, 1861, the company received a new banner. The presentation was described in the Augusta &lt;em&gt;Daily Constitutionalist&lt;/em&gt; the following day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The Walker Light Infantry, Capt. S. H. Crump, paraded yesterday afternoon. At four o’clock, the company marched to the City Hall, where a beautiful banner, “the work of fair hands,” was presented to them. JOHN B. WEEMS, of the Southern Republic, made the presentation, accompanying it with some patriotic and appropriate remarks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ieut. W. H. WHEELER, of the Walker Light Infantry, made the response in a very neat and totally appropriate little speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A detachment of the Washington Artillery fired a salute of seven guns on the river bank for the flag. The juvenile company, the Richmond Guards, who were on the balcony of the City Hall during the presentation, gave the banner three cheers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The [field] of white ground, having the coat of arms of Georgia on one side, with the motto: “Dear our country; our liberty dearer.” On the other side is an uplifted arm grasping a sword. The flag is trimmed with a neat fringe, and is altogether creditable to the fair donors whose work it is; and they have entrusted it to worthy hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the presentation, the company paraded for some time in Broad Street.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The flag’s description is a little vague, not giving the precise layout of the state coat of arms and words. I’ve come up with a couple of variations to show what it may have looked like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK0serNQRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3_ONr4DIA_Q/s1600/Company+I-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK0serNQRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3_ONr4DIA_Q/s320/Company+I-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK1isxuU_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/b85v6f49RKk/s1600/Company+I-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK1isxuU_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/b85v6f49RKk/s320/Company+I-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The obverse may have looked something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK18DEANdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9qY57tgFpI0/s1600/Company+I+obverse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK18DEANdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9qY57tgFpI0/s320/Company+I+obverse.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-2909771541586070557?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2909771541586070557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=2909771541586070557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2909771541586070557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/2909771541586070557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-flags.html' title='More Flags'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TPK0serNQRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3_ONr4DIA_Q/s72-c/Company+I-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7139789188007275203</id><published>2010-11-25T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:07:40.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I would like to wish one and all a safe and Happy Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp; My best wishes go out to you and your families.&amp;nbsp; And a special greeting to all of our men and women in uniform this holiday - thank you for your service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W. Martin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7139789188007275203?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7139789188007275203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7139789188007275203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7139789188007275203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7139789188007275203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1029667817034809382</id><published>2010-11-18T08:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T08:14:03.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>150 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After Abraham Lincoln's election on November 6, 1860,&amp;nbsp;communities across Georgia and the South intensified their recruiting efforts in anticipation of possible conflict.&amp;nbsp; Existing&amp;nbsp;militia units filled with volunteers, and new units popped up&amp;nbsp;throughout the state.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Not every unit was having an easy time filling its ranks.&amp;nbsp; In the town of Sandersville, members of the Washington Rifles&amp;nbsp;were dismayed that their company&amp;nbsp;was not yet at full strength.&amp;nbsp; Deciding that a good scolding was in order, a committee drafted a letter to the populace, which appeared in the November 20 edition of the &lt;em&gt;Sandersville Central Georgian:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the People of Washington County:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The undersigned were appointed a committee to address you in behalf of the Washington Rifles. As the Rifles stand alone, it would be naturally supposed that out of a regiment which would muster more than a thousand efficient men, at least one in ten would lead them to sustain one volunteer corps. The result, however, does not justify this opinion; and the Washington Rifles as a Company, has the mortification of seeing in other counties large and flourishing volunteer companies—while old Washington can scarcely muster fifty men willing efficiently to serve the State.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While we would not impugn the patriotism of the old, or the gallantry and bravery of the young, need, hundreds would be found willing to serve, of what use in a time of war would be an undrilled militia? All experience has shown, that a course of military training is absolutely necessary to perfect the soldier, and although the universal use of fire arms—to which our youth from infancy are accustomed—makes them, individually, formidable, and perhaps invincible behind entrenchments. Yet in the open field, it is well known that the disciplined valor of a few, can accomplish more than that of four times their number of inexperienced recruits. To render efficient service to the country, then, the soldier must be trained—he must be drilled in the use of his weapons—trained to understand his duty, and how best to perform it. This is not the work of a day, though much may be accomplished in a short time. Usually, however, months of patient, daily training are found necessary to perfect the new recruit in company and regimental drill, without which he is unreliable in the field.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In view of the unsettled condition of our country, and of the gathering storm, which may burst in rain upon our heads, does not the voice of patriotism call upon all to prepare for the conflict—and shall Georgia call and Washington not answer? or shall our rights demand our service in the field, and we be unprepared for the conflict? Patriotism and honor alike forbid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In behalf of our corps, we invoke the aid of our young countrymen—we invite you to join our ranks to aid us by your co-operation—to you your country looks for protection, to the youthful, the gallant, the brave! Will you be laggard? Will you shrink from the conflict? Will you prefer inglorious ease? Shall your country call in vain? Sons of Revolutionary sires, shall your country’s call be unheeded?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To another class of our fellow-citizens we address ourselves. To you who, having a large interest at stake at home, are disqualified for the field—we appeal to you to assist. There are young men who would enlist, but are unable to uniform themselves. It is your duty to assist them. Let each one of you uniform a young man of character, and the Washington Rifles will soon number a hundred or more efficient men, and be an honor to the county, whose name it bears, and whose interest it will ever be willing to protect and defend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we consider the means which are employed to disturb the peace of the South; when we see a religious fanaticism, even the most relentless, which would plunge our country into all the horrors of a servile war, deluging our peaceful land with blood, and resulting in the destruction of a race now peaceful, contented and happy, and upon whose labor the happiness of millions of the human race depend, self interest as well as patriotism demands that we be prepared to protect ourselves, and be prepared to meet and repel aggression at the threshold. Your fellow citizens,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. R. SMITH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B. D. EVANS,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Committee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1029667817034809382?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1029667817034809382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1029667817034809382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1029667817034809382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1029667817034809382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/11/150-years-ago.html' title='150 Years Ago'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1716126689817701795</id><published>2010-11-03T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:01:26.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newnan Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>A Face of the Civil War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TNIFqeNHi-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jWvOUn5mfpk/s1600/MM_150_MASTER-RGB+MANAS%23493699F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TNIFqeNHi-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jWvOUn5mfpk/s320/MM_150_MASTER-RGB+MANAS%23493699F.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A member of the First Georgia has been honored in Virginia. William S. Askew of the Newnan Guards, Company A of the First, appears on the new logo for the Manassas 150th Civil War Commemoration. The artist, Allan Guy of Allan Guy Design and Illustration of Manassas, Virginia, searched through the extensive holdings of the Library of Congress looking for just the right image of an early war soldier. When he came across Askew’s photograph, Guy knew he had the one he was looking for. Even though Askew did not serve at First or Second Manassas,&amp;nbsp;Allan was taken by the “haunted” look in Askew’s eyes, and felt that Askew would represent well all the young, impressionable and eager young men who marched off to war in 1861. "I searched through a lot of images -- men and women -- with compelling faces, but this boy's eyes just shot out at you. This kid has the combination of age and eyes that are most direct,"&amp;nbsp;Allan explained in an &lt;a href="http://www.times-herald.com/local/Manassas-celebration-to-use-face-of-soldier-from-Coweta-County--1365277"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. "A face like that is beyond comparison to even a period object or historic house. I wanted to make sure it had warmth because all too often history seems dead and gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Allan&amp;nbsp;was also careful to use the appropriate First National flag in his illustration, instead of using the better known Southern Cross battleflag.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TNIIFI7N-qI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_bhkAV-mbGE/s1600/askew.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TNIIFI7N-qI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_bhkAV-mbGE/s200/askew.gif" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The original image is displayed right. Askew strikes an suitably war-like pose as he holds his musket at attention, brandishing a brace of pistols in his belt. The private enlisted in the Newnan Guards on May 7, 1861, while the regiment was in Pensacola. During the retreat of the First and the Army of the Northwest from Laurel Hill in July, Askew was captured by Federal troops, but was able to escape and return to his regiment. In bad health as a result of his ordeal, Askew was discharged from the Newnan Guards on August 21. He later served in the 16th Georgia Cavalry Battalion, only to be captured again, and was imprisoned in Camp Morton, Indiana, until the end of the war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I think Allan did a superb job with the logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;*Appropriate in that the Southern Cross did not exist until after the Battle of First Manassas (or Bull Run).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1716126689817701795?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1716126689817701795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1716126689817701795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1716126689817701795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1716126689817701795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/11/face-of-civil-war.html' title='A Face of the Civil War'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TNIFqeNHi-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jWvOUn5mfpk/s72-c/MM_150_MASTER-RGB+MANAS%23493699F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3747389089546199211</id><published>2010-10-23T13:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:56:36.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesquicentennial'/><title type='text'>Georgia Sesquicentennial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Tourism Division of the State of Georgia’s Department of Economic Development has just unveiled a new website dealing with Georgia’s commemoration of the state’s involvement in the Civil War. The website address is &lt;a href="http://www.gacivilwar.org/"&gt;http://www.gacivilwar.org/&lt;/a&gt;. The stated purpose of the site is “to facilitate and promote an understanding of the Civil War and Georgia's role in it, as well as to promote heritage tourism that will inspire people to visit Georgia's Civil War historic sites and attractions. To serve as an online portal for communities and Civil War organizations in Georgia to promote their Civil War commemoration activities and events on one comprehensive site.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On the site are tabs for War Between the States events and attractions, along with a timeline containing summaries of occurrences during each year of the war and an interactive map showing locations for battle sites, museums and other landmarks. There is a nice listing of links to Georgia Civil War-related sites. Definitely worth checking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is a list of other states’ Sesquicentennial sites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Alabama: &lt;a href="http://www.alabama.travel/activities/tours-trails/civil-war/civil-war/"&gt;http://www.alabama.travel/activities/tours-trails/civil-war/civil-war/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Arkansas: &lt;a href="http://www.arkansascivilwar150.com/"&gt;http://www.arkansascivilwar150.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Connecticut: &lt;a href="http://finalsite.ccsu.edu/page.cfm?p=2296"&gt;http://finalsite.ccsu.edu/page.cfm?p=2296&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Indiana: &lt;a href="http://www.in.gov/history/INCivilWar.htm"&gt;http://www.in.gov/history/INCivilWar.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kentucky: &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://history.ky.gov/sub.php?pageid=132§ionid=5"&gt;http://history.ky.gov/sub.php?pageid=132§ionid=5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maine: &lt;a href="http://www.maine.gov/civilwar/"&gt;http://www.maine.gov/civilwar/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Missouri: &lt;a href="http://www.missouricivilwar.net/"&gt;http://www.missouricivilwar.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;New Jersey: &lt;a href="http://www.njcivilwar150.org/index.asp"&gt;http://www.njcivilwar150.org/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;North Carolina: &lt;a href="http://www.nccivilwar150.com/"&gt;http://www.nccivilwar150.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ohio: &lt;a href="http://www.ohiocivilwar150.org/"&gt;http://www.ohiocivilwar150.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pennsylvania: &lt;a href="http://www.pacivilwar150.com/"&gt;http://www.pacivilwar150.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;South Carolina: &lt;a href="http://sc150civilwar.palmettohistory.org/"&gt;http://sc150civilwar.palmettohistory.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tennessee: &lt;a href="http://tnvacation.com/civil-war/"&gt;http://tnvacation.com/civil-war/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Virginia: &lt;a href="http://www.virginiacivilwar.org/"&gt;http://www.virginiacivilwar.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;West Virginia: &lt;a href="http://www.pawv.org/civilwar150/index.htm"&gt;http://www.pawv.org/civilwar150/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There is also a page on Facebook dedicated to the Sesquicentennial &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Civil-War-Sesquicentennial-network/147303769169"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3747389089546199211?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3747389089546199211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3747389089546199211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3747389089546199211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3747389089546199211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/10/georgia-sesquicentennial.html' title='Georgia Sesquicentennial'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7542817806753478440</id><published>2010-10-17T10:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:25:47.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance'/><title type='text'>Sesquicentennial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With copyedit work for &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; fairly well behind me, I’ve been taking the opportunity to re-read some of the books in my Civil War library. I just finished &lt;em&gt;Reminiscences of the Civil War&lt;/em&gt; by General John B. Gordon of Georgia, and the final paragraphs got me to thinking about the upcoming Sesquicentennial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TLsFPg0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/K7K-HWXK-tI/s1600/JohnBGordon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TLsFPg0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/K7K-HWXK-tI/s200/JohnBGordon.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gordon’s book was published in 1903. In it, he makes no bones about his unabashed love and admiration for General Robert E. Lee. While he exhibits no great respect for several officers (in particular General Philip Sheridan), Gordon praises General Ulysses S. Grant for his magnanimity when at Appomattox he allows the officers to retain their side-arms and the soldiers to keep their horses. One would think that Gordon, who was wounded several times during the war and rose from a company captain to become one of Lee’s corps commanders, would be as entitled as any in the South to be bitter over its defeat. Instead, Gordon went on to serve his state and united country, becoming governor of Georgia and serving in the United States Senate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In his book’s last paragraph, Gordon wrote what could be a guiding principle in Sesquicentennial observances: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scarcely less prominent in American annals than the record of these two lives&lt;/em&gt; [Lee and Grant]&lt;em&gt;, should stand a catalogue of the thrilling incidents which illustrate the nobler phase of soldier life so inadequately described in these reminiscences. The unseemly things which occurred in the great conflict between the States should be forgotten, or at least forgiven, and no longer permitted to disturb complete harmony between North and South. American youth in all sections should be taught to hold in perpetual remembrance all that was great and good on both sides; to comprehend the inherited convictions for which saintly women suffered and patriotic men died; to recognize the unparalleled carnage as proof of unrivalled courage; to appreciate the singular absence of personal animosity and the frequent manifestation between those brave antagonists of a good-fellowship such as had never before been witnessed between hostile armies. It will be a glorious day for our country when all the children within its borders shall learn that the four years of fratricidal war between the North and the South was waged by neither with criminal or unworthy intent, but by both to protect what they conceived to be threatened rights and imperiled liberty; that the issues which divided the sections were born when the Republic was born, and were forever buried in an ocean of fraternal blood. We shall then see that, under God’s providence, every sheet of flame from the blazing rifles of the contending armies, every whizzing shell that tore through the forests at Shiloh and Chancellorsville, every cannon-shot that shook Chickamauga’s hills or thundered around the heights of Gettysburg, and all the blood and the tears that were shed are yet to become contributions for the upbuilding of American manhood and for the future defence of American freedom. The Christian Church received its baptism of Pentecostal power as it emerged from the shadows of Calvary, and went forth to its world-wide work with greater unity and a diviner purpose. So the Republic, rising from its baptism of blood with a national life more robust, a national union more complete, and a national influence ever widening, shall go forever forward in its benign mission to humanity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7542817806753478440?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7542817806753478440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7542817806753478440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7542817806753478440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7542817806753478440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/10/sesquicentennial.html' title='Sesquicentennial'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TLsFPg0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/K7K-HWXK-tI/s72-c/JohnBGordon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-405590543517116005</id><published>2010-10-02T11:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:00:46.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flags'/><title type='text'>Flag of the Southern Guard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On Tuesday, February 5, 1861, an overflow crowd jammed into Temperance Hall in Columbus, Georgia, eager to witness a special ceremony. That evening Company “D” of Columbus’s Southern Guard was presented with a brand-new flag, sewn by Mrs. W. J. McAlister and other ladies in her family. The banner was described in an article in the Columbus Weekly Times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It was made of rich white silk doubled, and elaborately executed in the handsomest manner. The arms of the Republic of Georgia was painted on one side, beneath the arch of which were the words in gold: “Cotton is King.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The sentinel usually seen on the Georgia Coat of Arms was moved to the left side, and in his place was positioned a slave seated on a bale of cotton. The article continued:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above the arch was the Latin quotation, &lt;/em&gt;“Non nobis solum sed patrie et amicie”&lt;em&gt;—“Not for ourselves alone, but country and friends.” On the reverse in a semi-circle form were the words “Southern Guard” in gilt letters, with a large “D” beneath; the whole surrounded by wreaths of acorns, and the cotton plant with its bolls in all stages of growth—The banner was trimmed with rich fringe about three inches deep.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The banner was received on behalf of the company by Lieutenant James N. Ramsey. Three months later, the Southern Guard became Company B of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry, and Ramsey was elected as the regiment’s colonel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdI9Bhge2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/TokRZWybGQo/s1600/GASouthernGuardsflag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdI9Bhge2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/TokRZWybGQo/s400/GASouthernGuardsflag.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During the Army of the Northwest’s retreat from Laurel Hill on July 13, 1861, several company flags were stowed in wagons as the army struggled to escape their Union pursuers in the pouring rain and bottomless mud. As the wagons slowly made their way along a narrow trace along the side of Pheasant Mountain, several slid off the side, crashing down into the ravine below. The wagon carrying the Southern Guards’ flag was one meeting this fate. Federal troops picking through the wreckage came across the banner, along with that of the Gate City Guards. Further along, the standard of the Washington Rifles was found in a wagon abandoned at a river crossing below Kalers Ford. It is uncertain exactly where the flags were conveyed from there, but the Southern Guard’s banner was eventually displayed with a collection of other captured banner. The illustration&amp;nbsp;above is from the March 15, 1862 edition of the &lt;em&gt;New York Illustrated News&lt;/em&gt;, which described this collection of Rebel flags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sadly, though many of the flags captured in Northwestern Virginia were returned to Georgia (the banner of the Gate City Guards is held by the Atlanta History Center, and the Washington Rifles flag is in the collection of the Georgia Capitol Museum in Atlanta), no trace of the Southern Guard’s standard has survived. Using the newspaper and other descriptions, along with the above illustration, I have created what I believe is a close approximation of the banner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdJSKngfYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dCcIPa67HM4/s1600/Company+B+flag2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdJSKngfYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dCcIPa67HM4/s400/Company+B+flag2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And the obverse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdJwWUUFOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tfZwoJpGWgw/s1600/Company+B+obverse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdJwWUUFOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tfZwoJpGWgw/s400/Company+B+obverse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe someday this beautiful flag will be discovered and restored to the state of Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;(Thanks to Greg Biggs for the image from the &lt;em&gt;New York Illustrated News&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-405590543517116005?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/405590543517116005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=405590543517116005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/405590543517116005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/405590543517116005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/10/flag-of-southern-guard.html' title='Flag of the Southern Guard'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKdI9Bhge2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/TokRZWybGQo/s72-c/GASouthernGuardsflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8778511559878287693</id><published>2010-09-28T16:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:30:48.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><title type='text'>William Wing Loring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKJOAfv9q0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vj-xTLz_HEY/s1600/loring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKJOAfv9q0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vj-xTLz_HEY/s200/loring.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Once the disaster of Garnett’s defeats in Western Virginia became known, Richmond dispatched a new commander to take charge of the demoralized Army of the Northwest. When Brigadier General William Wing Loring arrived in Staunton, he was stunned to find soldiers from the First Georgia Regiment scattered across the countryside. Livid at what he considered a serious breach of discipline, Loring promptly had Colonel Ramsey placed under arrest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;William Wing Loring was born in Wilmington, North Carolina, on December 4, 1818. At the age of four his parents moved to St. Augustine, Florida. Loring began his military career at the tender age of fourteen, joining the Florida militia to fight against the Seminole Indians, eventually achieving the rank of second lieutenant. Sent by his parents to Virginia to complete his education, Loring graduated from Georgetown University in 1840. Returning to Florida, he practiced law and was elected to the Florida legislature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In 1846, Loring was appointed as captain in the Regiment of Mounted Rifles, and was quickly promoted to major. The Regiment saw action during the Mexican War. While leading a charge at Chapultepec, Loring was hit in his left arm, and the shattered limb was amputated. For his meritorious service, Loring was brevetted to Lt. Colonel and Colonel. After the war, Loring was posted to the Oregon territory, and later served at various western outposts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In late 1856 he was promoted to colonel, giving him the distinction of being the youngest full colonel in field command in the U.S. Army. Loring took a leave of absence in 1859 to tour Europe and the Middle East. Upon his return to the United States, he was given command of the Department of New Mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With the secession of Florida, Loring sided with the Southern cause, resigning his commission in May of 1861. Traveling to Richmond, he was given a commission as brigadier general. Following the death of General Robert S. Garnett, Loring was ordered to take command of the Army of the Northwest. Loring was less than enthusiastic when shortly thereafter General Robert E. Lee arrived to take charge, as Loring had ranked Lee in the old army, and still considered him a subordinate. When in December 1861, Loring and three of his brigades were attached to the forces of General Thomas J. Jackson at Winchester, Loring found himself constantly at odds with the secretive “Stonewall.” The simmering feud finally led to Jackson preferring charges against Loring. Confederate President Jefferson Davis and Secretary of War Judah P. Benjamin decided it was time to separate the warring generals. The Army of the Northwest was broken up, and Loring was promoted to major general and given command of the Department of Norfolk, then later the Department of Southwestern Virginia. In January of 1863 he was ordered to the Department of Mississippi and East Louisiana, where he commanded a division in the army of General Joseph Pemberton. In an engagement against Union gunboats, Loring shouted to his men to “give them blizzards!” He was known as “Old Blizzards” from then on. During the Vicksburg Campaign, his division was cut off from Pemberton’s force at Champion Hill. Loring marched his troops to join forces with General Joseph E. Johnston’s, where his division was attached to the corps of General Leonidas Polk. During the Atlanta Campaign, Loring was wounded at the Battle of Ezra Church. Loring remained with the Army of Tennessee through Hood’s Tennessee and Johnston’s Carolinas Campaigns, surrendering with that army at Durham Station, North Carolina, on April 26, 1865.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Following the end of the war, Loring tried his hand at banking in New York City, then in December 1869, he accepted a commission in the Egyptian Army. He spent ten years in Egypt, ultimately earning the rank of “Fareek Pasha” (major-general). Returning to the Florida, Loring ran unsuccessfully for U.S. senator, after which he moved back to New York City. He died there on December 30, 1886, and his remains were returned to St. Augustine, Florida, and interred in Woodlawn Cemetery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8778511559878287693?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8778511559878287693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8778511559878287693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8778511559878287693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8778511559878287693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/09/william-wing-loring.html' title='William Wing Loring'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TKJOAfv9q0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vj-xTLz_HEY/s72-c/loring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4067572284340293236</id><published>2010-09-10T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:11:09.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><title type='text'>Colebrook Historical Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Have just returned from my trip to New England, where I had the pleasure of speaking to the Colebrook Historical Society of Colebrook, New Hampshire about the two Marshall brothers who served on opposite sides during the Civil War.&amp;nbsp; The evening went very well, and I would like to thank the members of the Society for their enthusiastic reception.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TIo70zF8skI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I27gTAaQ9eE/s1600/Colebrook4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TIo70zF8skI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I27gTAaQ9eE/s400/Colebrook4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4067572284340293236?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4067572284340293236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4067572284340293236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4067572284340293236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4067572284340293236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/09/colebrook-historical-society.html' title='Colebrook Historical Society'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TIo70zF8skI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I27gTAaQ9eE/s72-c/Colebrook4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-3136620781179792487</id><published>2010-09-02T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:08:30.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentations'/><title type='text'>Henry Rootes Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TH-fVinRpGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/a0qiXl-PPPs/s1600/hrjackson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TH-fVinRpGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/a0qiXl-PPPs/s320/hrjackson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Henry Rootes Jackson was born June 24, 1820, in Athens, Georgia, son of a prominent professor at the University of Georgia. Jackson graduated from Yale University in 1839. He practiced law in Savannah, and was appointed U.S. district attorney. In an ironic twist of history, Jackson served as colonel of the First Georgia Regiment during the Mexican War. During the years between the Mexican and Civil Wars Jackson held the offices of superior court judge and United States minister to Austria. In 1860, he was a delegate to the Charleston Democratic Convention, and in 1861 attended the Georgia Secession Convention. That year he was received an appointment as a Confederate States court judge, but on July 4 he was commissioned a Confederate brigadier general. Jackson was enroute from Richmond to Monterey with reinforcements for General Garnett’s Army of the Northwest when he learned of Garnett’s disastrous retreat from Laurel Hill. Jackson was ordered to assume command of the Army of the Northwest as the exhausted and demoralized troops straggled into Monterey. When General William W. Loring arrived a few days later to take command of the Northwestern army, Jackson was given a brigade which included Ramsey’s First Georgia. During General Robert E. Lee’s failed Cheat Mountain campaign, Jackson’s brigade demonstrated against the Union fort at Cheat Pass, and was the last Confederate command to be withdrawn. On October 3, Jackson’s troops were attacked at Camp Bartow on the Greenbrier River. Unable to make headway against Jackson’s entrenchments, the Union forces withdrew, giving the Army of the Northwest a much needed victory. Jackson resigned his Confederate commission in December and returned to Georgia to accept a commission from Governor Joseph E. Brown as a state Major General. Left without a command when his state troops were transferred to Confederate service, Jackson was attached to the staff of General W. H. T. Walker, who commanded a division in the Army of Tennessee. In September of 1863, he was reinstated as a Confederate brigadier, and commanded a brigade during the battles of Jonesboro and Franklin. During the Confederate defeat at Nashville (December 15-16, 1864), his brigade was surrounded and captured. Jackson was first sent to Johnson’s Island, Ohio, then was transferred to Fort Warren in Boston Harbor. Released in July of 1865, Jackson returned to Georgia and resumed his law practice. He served as United States minister to Mexico from 1885 to 1887, but resigned in a dispute over U.S. policy. He was appointed as a director of the Georgia Central Railroad and Banking, and served as president of the Georgia Historical Society. Henry R. Jackson died in Savannah on May 23, 1898.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On a personal note, I will be traveling over the next week.&amp;nbsp; On Tuesday night I will be in northern New Hampshire, speaking to the Colebrook Historical Society about my ancestors, William Henry Marshall and Cummings Marshall.&amp;nbsp; Readers of this blog will remember my &lt;a href="http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/05/brothers-war-part-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the two brothers about how they came to serve on opposing sides in the Civil War.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-3136620781179792487?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3136620781179792487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=3136620781179792487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3136620781179792487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/3136620781179792487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/09/henry-rootes-jackson.html' title='Henry Rootes Jackson'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TH-fVinRpGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/a0qiXl-PPPs/s72-c/hrjackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6594822135944114670</id><published>2010-08-26T08:17:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:52:54.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gettysburg'/><title type='text'>Gettysburg Casino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Civil War Preservation Trust has just issued a news release on a new study showing the adverse impact of the proposed Mason-Dixon Casino at Gettysburg.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INDEPENDENT ANALYSIS REVEALS DEEP FLAWS IN PROPOSED GETTYSBURG CASINO ECONOMIC PROJECTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/THZfrGI2hHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ckgae-yHXjM/s1600/CWPT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/THZfrGI2hHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ckgae-yHXjM/s200/CWPT.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Examination discloses that casino would have “serious, substantial and sustained adverse impacts” to the Gettysburg Battlefield and surrounding community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Gettysburg, Pa.) – Today a coalition of preservation groups working with local business owners involved in Businesses Against the Casino released an independent assessment of the potential impacts of gaming on Gettysburg and Adams County. The report, Impacts of the Proposed Mason-Dixon Casino on the Gettysburg Area – A Realistic Assessment, found that the application for a resort casino license near Gettysburg greatly exaggerates the economic impact of the proposal and ignores the “serious, substantial and sustained adverse impacts” it poses for existing businesses and the battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The report was commissioned by the Civil War Preservation Trust (CWPT), National Parks Conservation Association (NPCA), National Trust for Historic Preservation and Preservation Pennsylvania on behalf of the Adams County organization Businesses Against the Casino. Author Michael Siegel of Public and Environmental Finance Associates of Washington, D.C., has more than 30 years experience in public and environmental finance and impact analysis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Appropriate scrutiny shows the analysis performed by Mason-Dixon in support of its application to be insufficient and amateurish,” said CWPT president James Lighthizer. “The document mentions no potential impacts on the Borough of Gettysburg — where existing businesses are at ground zero for negative fallout — despite explicit requirements for such consideration in application materials.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Gettysburg National Military Park is already an economic engine for the surrounding communities,” said Cinda Waldbuesser, NPCA Pennsylvania senior program manager. “This independent analysis shows that Mason Dixon’s promises of economic gain are exaggerated and ignore the impacts that the casino will have on the park. Licensing a casino so close to the battlefield would put a known economic engine at risk in favor of an unknown venture.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Based on the many important findings revealed in A Realistic Assessment, Charles McElhose, a local business owner and a spokesman for Businesses Against the Casino, believes it should be required reading for every business owner and local resident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Claims made about a project of this scale must be able to withstand close examination,” said McElhose. “Many things were unaccounted for, or perhaps purposefully omitted, in the Mason-Dixon impact report. This new analysis is crucial to obtaining a full understanding of the impacts this casino will have on our community. It stands to affect the bottom line of every local business — especially those serving heritage tourists, but, likewise, the companies that provide products and services to those businesses. There is very real potential for a “snowball effect” that could devastate our economy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Key findings of A Realistic Assessment include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;NUMBER AND TYPE OF JOBS MIS-STATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Casino proponents claim the facility will bring hundreds of good jobs to the community. By comparing apples to oranges, the Local Impact Report confidently announces that the facility will create approximately 900 “net new jobs” for Adams County. That figure, however, is a confused and deceptive jumble of “full-time equivalent,” full- and part-time jobs to which further ancillary positions were also added, based on an inappropriate, misleading, and undocumented statistical multiplier. This causes the LIR’s projection of jobs to be unreliable and overstated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The LIR’s economic analysis does not mention the actual number of on-site jobs it has assumed to be at the proposed casino, instead citing a figure of 375 full-time equivalent jobs. As A Realistic Assessment documents, this is actually a mix of 1,087 full and part-time jobs. Realizing that the average salary is $17,061 per year — just $.95 above state minimum wage requirements— indicates that the majority of those positions will be part-time jobs rather than full-time or career positions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ASSUMED STAFFING LEVEL IS GREATER THAN ATLANTIC CITY’S LARGEST, HIGHEST VALUE CASINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Among the most unreasonable assertions put forward in the Mason-Dixon LIR is that the proposed casino would support more jobs per gaming position — the individual seats for gamblers at a slot machines and table games — than the largest, highest-value destination casino in Atlantic City, N.J. Based on Mason-Dixon’s projections, the casino would employ 1.21 individuals per gaming position (nearly 1,100 jobs for 900 gaming seats). By contrast, Atlantic City’s Borgata Hotel, Casino &amp;amp; Spa, the second largest casino complex in the country, has a ratio of just 1.19 jobs per gaming position, while the average for Atlantic City is .90. Adjusting the projections from the Crossroads Gaming Resort and Spa — proposed for the identical market area in 2005–2006 — to include the same number of table games, it would yield only .55 jobs per seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Applicant claims its facility — serving a primarily local and convenience market — would proportionally have more jobs than Atlantic City’s Borgata resort complex, which dwarfs Mason-Dixon in scale and scope. The estimated construction cost for Mason-Dixon is $27.03 million, while the 2009 value of the Borgata was $1.77 billion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;SACRIFICING EXISTING BUSINESSES FOR A NEW VENTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The LIR’s economic analysis is based on the odd proposition that none of Gettysburg’s existing businesses will be hurt when residents and current visitors spend their money at the proposed casino instead of local shops and restaurants. Based on the spending of local residents in other casino communities, area residents would annually gamble away $776 per person, or $68.3 million, at Mason Dixon — plus another nearly $18 million in estimated food, beverage and entertainment spending. Estimating half that sum would otherwise have been spent locally, that’s $43 million annually siphoned out of the pockets of local residents and businesses. Based on Mason-Dixon’s estimates, existing visitors to the community are conservatively estimated to spend an average of about $35 each at the casino, for a total annual diversion of about $78.4 million from existing county businesses, ultimately resulting in the loss of as many as 1,130 existing jobs in the community. Many positions, following the spending that supports them would be transferred to the proposed casino. But the LIR fails to recognize this, as its methodology is incapable of distinguishing between a legitimate net new job and one transferred from a local business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;SKIPPING THE BATTLEFIELD FOR THE SLOTS: VICKSBURG’S POST CASINO EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The previous application for a casino oriented to the identical market area as Mason-Dixon relied heavily on touting Vicksburg, Miss., as a model of how a casino would affect Gettysburg and the surrounding area — specifically that visitation to Vicksburg National Military Park (NMP) was unaffected and actually benefitted from the introduction of casinos. Vicksburg was once a close, second to Gettysburg, in visitation among National Park Service Civil War sites, but in 1994, the first year all four Vicksburg casinos were open, visitation plunged 20 percent. By 1998, visitation had ultimately recovered to its pre-casino level and remained relatively stable until Hurricane Katrina caused another steep decline in 2005. But the ability for visitation to Vicksburg’s historic battlefield to bounce back seems to be exhausted. Unlike other national parks in Mississippi and Louisiana, which have returned to their pre-hurricane levels, Vicksburg’s visitation remains at levels not seen since the imposition of visitor fees in the 1980s or the 1970’s oil embargo, and the link cannot be ignored or easily dismissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vicksburg’s main casino complex lies about 2.5 miles south of its historic Main Street area, roughly 4 miles from the main entrance to Vicksburg NMP and 1 mile from the park boundary — distances that are comparable to the proposed Gettysburg site. Between 1992 and 1994, when visitation plummeted, traffic bypassing the park’s entrance increased by the same percentage, while traffic on a key access segment of old Highway 61 running directly to the casinos exploded by 64 percent. Today, traffic through downtown Vicksburg is 17 percent lower than it was in 1998. As A Realistic Assessment concludes: “The pattern is clear: traffic to casinos up; traffic and visitation at Vicksburg’s two most significant historical, cultural, and tourism sites down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;FAILURE TO CONSIDER GEOGRAPHIC COMPETITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In rejecting the 2006 Crossroads Application, the Gaming Control Board cited the applicant’s failure to adequately address its potential geographic disadvantage, as other neighboring states were contemplating adding or expanding their gambling options. Since then, the regional gaming landscape has changed dramatically. In West Virginia, table games have been added to existing casinos, including nearby Charles Town Races and Slots. Delaware will soon add table games of its own, and the nearby Dauphin County casino overlaps with the market area that Mason-Dixon would draw upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Most significantly, however, the LIR fails to note the effect of the soon-to-open Maryland casinos — which were only a possibility at the time of the 2006 application, although their impact was a serious concern to the PGCB. This could cause the proposed casino to lose tens of thousands — if not a hundred thousand or more of its expected visitors following their opening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;More information about the CWPT's efforts to block the casino can be found &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.civilwar.org/take-action/speak-out/gettysburg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6594822135944114670?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6594822135944114670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6594822135944114670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6594822135944114670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6594822135944114670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/08/gettysburg-casino.html' title='Gettysburg Casino'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/THZfrGI2hHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ckgae-yHXjM/s72-c/CWPT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6437702243986597536</id><published>2010-08-21T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:00:04.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitman Guards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flags'/><title type='text'>Flags of the First Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the various companies which would make up the First Georgia Infantry arrived in Macon, each one bore with them beautiful flags. As in communities across the South, these banners were most often sewn by groups of local ladies and presented to the troops in elaborate ceremonies. Many (if not most) of these flags were of a pattern mimicking the new national colors, known as the “Stars and Bars”. Today also known as the First National Flag of the Confederacy, the banner contained of a blue canton containing a pattern of stars, and the field consisted of three horizontal wide stripes (“bars”) of two red and one white.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The first company to arrive at Macon’s Camp Oglethorpe in early April, 1861, was the Quitman Guards of Monroe County. The Guards’ flag, patterned after the First National, was described in an 1883 newspaper article about a regimental reunion of First Georgia veterans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The old flag of the Quitman Guards attracted a great deal of attention. It has many a ghastly gash where the vicious bullets split their way through its fleecy folds, but it is yet in a fair state of preservation, and though the white silk fringe with which fair hands decked its borders is stained and torn, its red, white and blue bars and golden stars stirs the memories of the heart and calls up again the dark days of ’61, when the pride of many a home and the idol of many a heart marched away so proudly away, never, alas, to return again, with it waving so gaily above them. I am as strong for fraternization as anybody, but if I am to do so at the expense of the memory of the men who fell under that flag I will have none of it. Thank heaven there are no longer any to say that the men who marched and fought under the stars and bars were not as noble, as brave, and as honest in their convictions as those who fought under the stars and stripes.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The major difference between the Quitman Guards’ flag and most First National pattern banners is in the canton. Where in most flags the canton meets the seam of the lowest bar, covering the field of the top two bars, in the Guard’s banner the canton comes down just to the top seam of the middle, white bar. This is my rendering of this flag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TG_aLq9gtGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-pa2iuZIgnE/s1600/Quitman+Guards.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TG_aLq9gtGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-pa2iuZIgnE/s320/Quitman+Guards.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TG_bFkj96gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ogP6YOYpoAg/s1600/quitman+guards+flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TG_bFkj96gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ogP6YOYpoAg/s320/quitman+guards+flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Monroe County Historical Society holds a photograph of Monroe County veterans, a portion of which is at left. In the right background is displayed a First National Flag. During my research I was advised that this was probably the flag of the Fourteenth Georgia, which is now in the collection of the Georgia Capitol Museum in Atlanta, and can be seen &lt;a href="http://cdm.sos.state.ga.us/cdm4/item_viewer.php?CISOROOT=%2Fflag&amp;amp;CISOPTR=129&amp;amp;DMSCALE=100.00000&amp;amp;DMWIDTH=600&amp;amp;DMHEIGHT=600&amp;amp;DMMODE=viewer&amp;amp;DMFULL=0&amp;amp;DMOLDSCALE=25.00000&amp;amp;DMX=0&amp;amp;DMY=0&amp;amp;DMTEXT=&amp;amp;DMTHUMB=1&amp;amp;REC=9&amp;amp;DMROTATE=0&amp;amp;x=83&amp;amp;y=91"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Confederate flag authority Greg Biggs, who was of great help with &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt;, has studied the photo, and agrees that it is most likely the flag of the Quitman Guards. The flag in the photograph quite plainly displays a fringe, and though shows the obverse, there is no shadow or bleed through of lettering from the front side. The flag of the Fourteenth Georgia has the regiment’s name stenciled on the length of the white bar. Also, the canton of the Fourteenth’s flag projects slightly down into the white bar, while the canton of the flag in the veteran’s photograph appears to run even with the top and middle bars’ seams. Lastly, the Fourteenth’s flag shows no evidence of having had a fringe. It is quite possible that both flags were made by the same person or persons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;*A pet peeve of mine is today’s common habit of calling any Confederate flag the Stars and Bars – most frequently confusing it with the Battle Flag (or Southern Cross) with its St. Andrew’s cross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6437702243986597536?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6437702243986597536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6437702243986597536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6437702243986597536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6437702243986597536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/08/flags-of-first-georgia.html' title='Flags of the First Georgia'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TG_aLq9gtGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-pa2iuZIgnE/s72-c/Quitman+Guards.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-6311311043572448020</id><published>2010-08-12T08:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:38:17.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><title type='text'>William Booth Taliaferro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TGPqgazyN4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/gHOM-BxlHOo/s1600/William_B._Taliaferro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TGPqgazyN4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/gHOM-BxlHOo/s320/William_B._Taliaferro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the First Georgia marched into the works at Laurel Hill, Colonel William B. Taliaferro (pronounced TOL-li-ver) of the Twenty-Third Virginia was more impressed with their uniforms than with their martial bearing. Born December 28, 1822, Taliaferro was educated at Harvard University and William and Mary, and served in the Eleventh and Ninth U.S. Infantry during the Mexican War. He was a member of the Virginia legislature from 1850 to 1853. After John Brown’s raid in 1859, Taliaferro was assigned as commander of Virginia militia at Harper’s Ferry, and following Virginia’s secession was promoted to major-general of the state’s militia. Appointed as colonel of the Twenty-Third Virginia Infantry in May of 1861, Taliaferro was assigned to General Garnett’s Army of the Northwest. Friction quickly developed between Taliaferro and the Georgians, partially due to the fact that, even though Ramsey’s military experience was miniscule compared to Taliaferro’s, Ramsey’s commission predated the Virginian’s. After General Garnett was killed at Corricks Ford, Ramsey was ill and unable to take charge, so Colonel Taliaferro directed the army’s retreat until Colonel Ramsey recovered enough to assume command. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During the Battle of Greenbrier River, Taliaferro commanded General Henry R. Jackson’s center, and upon Jackson’s departure from the army, Taliaferro was given his brigade. Friction continued between Taliaferro and the Georgians – at one point the colonel was assaulted by a drunken Georgia soldier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Late in 1861, Taliaferro’s brigade, along with two others from the Army of the Northwest, were ordered to Winchester to join General Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson command. On January 1, 1862, Jackson embarked on his Romney Campaign, during which his soldiers suffered greatly during prolonged marches in snow and ice. After Romney was occupied on January 14, Jackson decided to leave the three brigades of the Army of the Northwest to garrison the town, and returned with his “Stonewall” Brigade to Winchester. This led to hard feelings among the officers and men of the Northwestern army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fed up with the squalid conditions in Romney, most of the officers of the Army of the Northwest signed the infamous “Romney Petition,” which declared that the town was exposed and indefensible, and to implore the leadership to order the army’s removal. Obtaining leave, Taliaferro traveled to Richmond to plead the army’s case directly to Jefferson Davis, Alexander Stephens and Judah P. Benjamin. The Petition, Taliaferro’s politicking and other factors convinced Davis that Romney should be evacuated, so he instructed Benjamin to order Jackson to withdraw the troops to Winchester. Jackson did so, but incensed over having his authority overridden, submitted his resignation. (He was persuaded later to relent) The ill will between Jackson and Army of the Northwest commander General William W. Loring led the authorities in Richmond to break up the Northwestern army, sending some units west, and added all the Virginia units, including Taliaferro’s troops, to Jackson’s Valley Army.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Promoted to Brigadier General in March of 1862, Taliaferro continued to command a brigade under Jackson, and was wounded at the Battle of Second Manassas. After a period of convalescence, he returned to army prior to the Battle of Fredericksburg. Following that campaign, Taliaferro was transferred to District of Savannah, then later Eastern Florida. He led a division at the Battle of Bentonville, and finished the war in command of South Carolina forces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Returning home, Taliaferro was appointed to a judgeship, and reentered politics as a member of the Virginia legislature. He also served on the boards of visitors of the College of William and Mary and VMI. Taliaferro died on February 27, 1898, and is buried in Gloucester County, Virginia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-6311311043572448020?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6311311043572448020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=6311311043572448020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6311311043572448020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/6311311043572448020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/08/william-booth-taliaferro.html' title='William Booth Taliaferro'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TGPqgazyN4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/gHOM-BxlHOo/s72-c/William_B._Taliaferro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4652828845834784391</id><published>2010-08-01T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:01:05.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><title type='text'>General Robert S. Garnett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TFV9fRU3pmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9_811OToj9M/s1600/garnett.tiff" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TFV9fRU3pmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9_811OToj9M/s320/garnett.tiff" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After two and a half months of relatively quiet service in Florida, the First Georgia was ordered to Richmond. The regiment’s stay there was brief, for after only a few days Ramsey and his men were ordered to the western reaches of Virginia, there to augment the newly formed Army of the Northwest, commanded by Brigadier General Robert Selden Garnett. Born in Virginia on December 16, 1819, Garnett graduated 27th in his West Point class of 1841. His military career included service in the Fourth U.S. Artillery during the Mexican War, as well as stints in the Seventh and Ninth U.S. Infantries and First U.S. Cavalry. He was appointed Assistant Instructor of Infantry Tactics at West Point in 1843, and served as the Academy’s Commandant from November 1852 to July 1854. While carrying dispatches to San Francisco in 1849, Garnett sketched a design that was later adopted as the California State Seal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Devastated when his wife and only child died of disease in 1858, Garnett took an extended leave of absence and traveled to Europe. He returned home one month before Virginia’s secession, at which time he resigned his commission in the U.S. Army. Shortly thereafter he was commissioned as Colonel and appointed adjutant general of Virginia. After the humiliating Confederate defeat at Phillippi on June 3, 1861, Garnett was promoted to brigadier general and given command of the forces in Western Virginia, from which the Army of the Northwest was created. Garnett’s forces entrenched at Laurel Hill and Rich Mountain to guard vital roadways passing through the Allegheny Mountains. Following the defeat of his troops at Rich Mountain on July 11, Garnett retreated from Laurel Hill, first south toward his depot at Beverly, then north toward Maryland. Skirmishes between his troops and pursuing Union forces occurred at Kalers Ford and the two river crossings of Corricks Ford. At the second Corricks Ford crossing, Garnett was killed by Union fire, earning the dubious honor of being the first general officer on either side to be killed in the Civil War. His body was recovered by Federal troops, and was taken by family members to Baltimore. Following the end of the war, Garnett’s remains were reinterred next to his wife and child in Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, New York. His monument makes no mention of his military service, but a veteran’s stone placed later says “Brig Gen Robert S. Garnett CSA 1819 1861.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4652828845834784391?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4652828845834784391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4652828845834784391&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4652828845834784391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4652828845834784391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/08/general-robert-s-garnett.html' title='General Robert S. Garnett'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TFV9fRU3pmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9_811OToj9M/s72-c/garnett.tiff' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-968285644031594001</id><published>2010-07-23T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:23:37.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><title type='text'>The Commanders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During its one year of existence, the First Georgia served under several commanders, some relatively unknown, others already famous or soon to become so. Over the next few posts, I will introduce the officers who commanded Colonel Ramsey’s Georgians. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Braxton Bragg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TEowMdDyfUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SjYIo5K1QD0/s1600/Bragg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TEowMdDyfUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SjYIo5K1QD0/s200/Bragg.jpg" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the First was organized at Macon in April, 1861, the regiment was ordered to Pensacola to join the forces commanded by Brigadier General Braxton Bragg. Born in North Carolina in 1817, Bragg attended West Point, graduating fifth in the class of 1837. He was commissioned a second lieutenant with the U.S. Third Artillery, and saw service against the Seminole Indians in Florida. During the War with Mexico, Bragg served with the U.S. Fifth Artillery under General Zachary Taylor. During a Mexican attack during the Battle of Buena Vista, Taylor reportedly ordered Bragg to “give ‘em a little more grape.” The phrase stuck, and was associated with Bragg for years. At the outset of the Civil War, Bragg rose quickly from militia colonel to a Confederate brigadier general, his rise helped by his friendship with President Jefferson Davis. An uneven career as commander of different Confederate armies and conflicts with subordinates have caused much controversy about his military legacy. The general ended the war as President Davis’s military advisor. He later held positions as Chief Engineer for the State of Alabama and as a railroad inspector in Texas. Bragg died on September 27, 1876, in Galveston, and was buried in Mobile, Alabama.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Henry D. Clayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TEoxH4HbfOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ip4fAaqRaJM/s1600/Henry_Delamar_Clayton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TEoxH4HbfOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ip4fAaqRaJM/s200/Henry_Delamar_Clayton.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After their arrival in Pensacola, the Georgians were assigned to Bragg’s Second Brigade, under the command of Colonel Henry D. Clayton. Born in Pulaski County, Georgia, on March 7, 1827, Clayton moved to Eufaula, Alabama after graduating from Emory and Henry College in Virginia. In August 1860, he was elected colonel of the 3rd Volunteers, an Alabama militia unit. Sent to Pensacola in early 1861, the Volunteers were mustered into Confederate service as the 1st Alabama Infantry. General Bragg gave the colonel command of the Second Brigade, which contained his regiment and the Second Alabama Battalion. Clayton resigned his commission in January 1862 and raised a new regiment, the 39th Alabama, which saw service Perryville and Stones River, where he was wounded. He was promoted to brigadier general on 1863, and served with the Army of Tennessee through its many battles. Clayton was promoted to Major General in 1864, commanding a division at the Battles of Franklin and Nashville. Worn out with the stress of command, Clayton resigned from the army shortly before its surrender in April of 1865. After war’s end, Clayton served as a circuit court judge and as president of the University of Alabama. He died in 1889.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-968285644031594001?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/968285644031594001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=968285644031594001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/968285644031594001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/968285644031594001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/07/commanders.html' title='The Commanders'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TEowMdDyfUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SjYIo5K1QD0/s72-c/Bragg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8825270853977518326</id><published>2010-07-19T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:00:51.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Work Continues</title><content type='html'>My apologies for the lack of posts over the past few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Several family emergencies and&amp;nbsp;a week and a half of&amp;nbsp;intense copyedit work on &lt;em&gt;I Will Give Them One More Shot&lt;/em&gt; have kept me preoccupied.&amp;nbsp; More posts to come soon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8825270853977518326?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8825270853977518326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8825270853977518326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8825270853977518326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8825270853977518326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/07/book-work-continues.html' title='Book Work Continues'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-320252814726919567</id><published>2010-06-24T15:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:03:56.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><title type='text'>Flags of Bentonville</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In its June 2010 newsletter, the Civil War Preservation Trust has declared its mission to save more land at Bentonville, North Carolina, site of the last major battle between the remains of the Confederate Army of Tennessee, under General Joseph E. Johnston, and the combined armies of General William Tecumseh Sherman. The CWPT has posted on their website an impressive display of battleflags carried by various units in the battle, and can be viewed &lt;a href="http://www.civilwar.org/photos/galleries/flagsofbentonville/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the First Georgia mustered out in March of 1862, most members of the Southern Rights Guard, Company "C" of the regiment,&amp;nbsp;formed the Southern Rights Battery, of the Fourteenth Battalion Georgia Light Artillery.&amp;nbsp; Serving under the First's former adjutant, Captain Joseph Palmer and later Captain Minor W. Havis, the battery served at Bentonville and surrendered with Johnston's army on April 26, 1865.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-320252814726919567?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/320252814726919567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=320252814726919567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/320252814726919567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/320252814726919567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/06/flags-of-bentonville.html' title='Flags of Bentonville'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7192897824759876852</id><published>2010-06-17T12:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:56:25.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One More Shot'/><title type='text'>"One More Shot" Book Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am pleased to present the book trailer for "I Will Give Them One More Shot", recently posted on YouTube.&amp;nbsp; The video can also be seen on my website, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramseysfirstgeorgia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.ramseysfirstgeorgia.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. 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Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-5173474842357687843</id><published>2010-06-11T07:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:37:27.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>Footnote.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TBIcrG1KASI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5Hl05Dp-1Rc/s400/Footnote.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://footnote.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Footnote.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;, the repository of hundreds of thousands of historical documents, has opened what they call a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://go.footnote.com/civilwar/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;microsite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;" for the American Civil War.&amp;nbsp; In celebration, Footnote is allowing free public access to all their Civil War documents during the month of June.&amp;nbsp; Footnote has teamed with the National Archives to display these artifacts in an easy-to-search format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-5173474842357687843?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5173474842357687843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=5173474842357687843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5173474842357687843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/5173474842357687843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/06/footnotecom.html' title='Footnote.com'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TBIcrG1KASI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5Hl05Dp-1Rc/s72-c/Footnote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-8205780016273955560</id><published>2010-06-05T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:30:28.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preservation'/><title type='text'>Oil Spill Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By now, everyone knows about the disaster of the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.&amp;nbsp; My family's prayers go out to everyone affected by this terrible ordeal.&amp;nbsp; Pensacola, site of Forts Pickens and Barrancas, is beginning to see the first&amp;nbsp;effects as tarballs&amp;nbsp;begin to wash up on the pristine beaches.&amp;nbsp; Gulf Islands National Seashore, which oversees the forts, has set up a link on their website advising of the National Park Service's efforts to protect these treasures.&amp;nbsp; Clicking on the Park Service logo on the left column will open this link.&amp;nbsp; May all the treasures of the area, both historical and natural, be spared from this looming catastrophe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-8205780016273955560?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8205780016273955560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=8205780016273955560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8205780016273955560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/8205780016273955560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/06/oil-spill-response.html' title='Oil Spill Response'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-915931949679234082</id><published>2010-06-03T08:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:58:42.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe Infantry'/><title type='text'>Moving the Guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAeVc9AcwiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MriChF8-z8k/s1600/barrancas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAeVc9AcwiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MriChF8-z8k/s320/barrancas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One hundred and forty-nine years ago, during the latter half of April through the beginning of June, the soldiers of the First Georgia Volunteers were battling boredom, mosquitoes and heat at their camp near Fort Barrancas, outside of Penascola, Florida. Sent to Florida to bolster General Braxton Bragg’s forces in preparation for a possible assault on Union-held Fort Pickens, the Georgians spent most of their time on picket duty, building fortifications and moving cannon from one place to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I can tell you we have plenty of work to do,”&lt;/em&gt; wrote Private Archibald Sneed to his wife, &lt;em&gt;“even on Sunday last we were hard at it filling up sand bags and caring them about 100 yards into Fort Barrancas. Today, the boys were at the same kind of work and this morning this afternoon they hauled a canon about a half a mile as they started very soon after breakfast.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The photograph above is a vew taken from the fort’s sally port, and comes from Volume One of The Photographic History of the Civil War. The image was snapped in February of 1861 by photographer J. D. Edwards of New Orleans, two months before the arrival of the First Georgia, and shows some of the ordnance being moved into the fort by Confederate troops. While taken a couple of months before the arrival of the First, one can see the difficulties inherent in moving heavy guns in and out of the forts. Below is a photograph I took on a visit to Fort Barrancas, looking down the steep ramp into the sally port. Edwards camera would have been set up just inside the arched entryway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAeZKhXrnuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/C5afgUu1bV4/s1600/HPIM0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAeZKhXrnuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/C5afgUu1bV4/s320/HPIM0414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another construction project involved building “sand batteries”, which were gun emplacements in the dunes and near the beaches positioned to bear on Fort Pickens. In a letter to home, a private in the Oglethorpe Infantry described how the batteries were fabricated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The sand batteries are built by digging a square pit in the sand some twenty feet square, then taking the sand and fill bags and fascines with it. You then take the bags and pile them up some three or four feet high, and sixteen or eighteen bags thick, and fill the cracks between the bags with sand. There are places about four feet wide left between the piles of bags to run the muzzle of guns out. In the pit there is a passage dug and boarded up with sand bags piled up around it, and perfectly protected with sand, for the magazine. The balls are piled up in the pit near the guns. On the out side in the rear, protected by sand bags, is a trench some five feet wide by three or four feet deep, for the men who are not at work at the guns to lay in.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In early June, the First was ordered to Richmond. After two and a half months of manual labor on the Gulf Coast, the soldiers’ appearance had undergone a decided transaction. Wrote one soldier from Augusta: &lt;em&gt;“Give my love to all at home; tell them we are all well and hearty, and terribly sunburnt, and look as rough as old rammers.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-915931949679234082?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/915931949679234082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=915931949679234082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/915931949679234082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/915931949679234082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-guns.html' title='Moving the Guns'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAeVc9AcwiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MriChF8-z8k/s72-c/barrancas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-1515995426981960010</id><published>2010-05-25T22:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:04:23.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance'/><title type='text'>The First Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of years ago, I was asked to write an article about how Memorial Day descended from Confederate remembrance observances after the war.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I present it here as my tribute to the fallen of all wars, past and present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Memorial Day. The name brings to mind parades, speeches, cookouts—and a day off work for most people. Families flock to parks and beaches to celebrate the first weekend of the summer vacation season. It is a day of fun and frolics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately, many Americans seem unaware &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;of the true reason for the holiday. In the midst of their barbeques and celebrations, they fail to realize that Memorial Day was created for the purpose of remembering those who gave their lives so that this country would continue as the strong and free nation it is today. Fewer still are aware that the observance traces its roots back to the most divisive time in this country’s history, the American Civil War. Following that terrible conflict, in which thousands of Americans died, communities North and South sought proper ways to honor the sacrifices made by their war dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Many towns profess to be the site of the first Memorial Day. On May 5, 1866, ceremonies were held in Waterloo, New York, to remember those lost in the war. Efforts by that community to be recognized as the first town to observe the day led to Waterloo being declared the official birthplace of the holiday in May 1966. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While Waterloo may indeed be the first Northern town to have held remembrance services, it seems likely that the idea of setting a day aside to decorate soldiers’ gravesites occurred spontaneously throughout the country, especially in the devastated states south of the Mason-Dixon line. Though a case can be made that Columbus, Mississippi, had the first Memorial Day, (on April 25, 1866, several local women came together to place flowers on soldiers’ graves, many who died in the Battle of Shiloh), another town by the same name may have the best claim for having the first observance held with the intention of its continuing as an annual event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shortly after the end of the war, Columbus, Georgia resident Elizabeth Rutherford began reading &lt;em&gt;The Initials&lt;/em&gt;, written by novelist Baroness Jemima von Tautphoeus of Great Britain. A passage in the book, a novel about life in Napoleonic Bavaria, caught Rutherford’s eye. The paragraphs described the care and decoration of heroes’ graves on All Saint’s Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Miss Rutherford, known as “Lizzie”, had been active in the Columbus Soldiers’ Aid Society, which had been formed during the war to collect clothing and other supplies for Georgia troops, and to nurse convalescing soldiers in the local hospitals. After the conflict’s end, the Society maintained Confederate graves in Linwood Cemetery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During a conversation with other Columbus ladies, Lizzie mentioned what she had read in &lt;em&gt;The Initials&lt;/em&gt;. Elizabeth’s cousin, Mrs. Mary Ann Williams, almost certainly related her own poignant story during the discussion. Mrs. Williams husband had been a colonel in the Confederate army, dying of disease in January of 1862. The colonel’s widow and their four children visited the cemetery almost every day, laying new flowers on the Colonel’s grave. One of her daughters would pull the weeds from nearby soldiers’ burial sites, then cover them with flowers. Sadly, the little girl also died shortly thereafter. Her grieving mother continued to care for the graves, which her daughter had called “her soldiers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Inspired with the concept, the women excitedly called a meeting of the Soldier’s Aid Society. Miss Rutherford was unable to attend due to caring for a sick relative, so she entrusted Mrs. Williams to present to the group a plan for setting aside one certain day each year to clean and decorate the graves of Confederate soldiers. From this meeting, the Ladies Memorial Association was formed. April 26, 1866, the anniversary of General Joseph E. Johnston’s surrender, was selected to be the first Columbus “Remembrance Day”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S_yGFi66UwI/AAAAAAAAADw/VhLQJVUMOKo/s1600/williams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S_yGFi66UwI/AAAAAAAAADw/VhLQJVUMOKo/s320/williams.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Ladies Memorial Association was determined to share the idea with the rest of the South. To that end, Mrs. Williams, who had been elected secretary of the Association, sent letters out to various groups, urging them to join in the commemoration. “The ladies are now, and have been for several days,” wrote Mrs. Williams, “engaged in the sad but pleasant duty of ornamenting and improving that portion of the city cemetery sacred to the memory of our gallant Confederate dead, but we feel that it is unfinished work unless a day be set apart annually for its special attention. We cannot raise monumental shafts and inscribe thereon their many deeds of heroism, but we can keep alive the memory of debt we owe them by dedicating at least one day in the year, by embellishing their humble graves with flowers, therefore we beg the assistance of the press and the ladies throughout the South to help us in the effort to set apart a certain day to be observed, from the Potomac to the Rio Grande, and to be handed down through time as a religious custom of the South, to wreathe the graves of our martyred dead with flowers, and we propose the 26th day of April as the day. Let every city, town and village join in that pleasant duty. Let all alike be remembered from the heroes of Manassas to those who expired amid the death throes of our hallowed cause.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The women approached Colonel James N. Ramsey of Columbus to speak for them. Commander of the First Georgia Volunteer Infantry, the first regiment fielded by the state for Confederate service, Ramsey was very much an unrepentant Rebel. Though ill health had prevented him from remaining in the army after his regiment mustered out on March 11, 1862, Ramsey remained a proud advocate of the Southern cause throughout the war and beyond. In 1868, speaking at the “Bush Arbor” Convention in Atlanta, called to protest the new Republican state government, Ramsey declared “that the true men of the South are ready to rally once more under the Rebel flag and try the issue of the cartridge box.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Union occupation soldiers, alarmed by the prospect that such a gathering might lead to a disturbance, threatened to prevent the proceedings. Worried, several ladies went to Colonel Ramsey, who assured them the ceremony would take place. “I will perform the duties assigned to me,” he told the women, “and will assume all responsibility; and by the help of God and the presence of the women and children, I will tell the world of the heroic deeds and patriotic devotion of the fallen comrades.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Despite the opposition of the Federal authorities, the commemoration services went on as scheduled. Meeting first at St. Luke Methodist Church, the congregation moved to Linwood Cemetery. Dark clouds were building overhead as Colonel Ramsey began to speak. “Ladies and gentlemen, we meet to celebrate a sad anniversary. Heaven sympathizes with us, has draped the skies in mourning to suit the gloomy habits of our souls and bear a just remembrance to our fortunes. Amid the wreck of earthly hopes, the loss of liberty and the desolation of our homes, we are here to pay appropriate honor to the memory of our brave comrades who fell by the conqueror’s sword.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Spatters of rain began to fall. Ramsey gazed skyward as the droplets coursed down. “Women of the South,” he continued, “be encouraged, the angels are in sympathy with you, and are now mingling their tears with yours over the graves of our noble dead.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Following the ceremony, the Columbus Ladies Memorial Association resolved to continue commemorating this day “as long as flowers grow and the memory of brave deeds last.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S_yKOqsOtJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6E_2bzyt2Vk/s1600/HPIM0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S_yKOqsOtJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6E_2bzyt2Vk/s320/HPIM0411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In 1868, Elizabeth Rutherford married Captain Roswell Ellis, a veteran of the Second Georgia Infantry. After her death on March 31, 1873, “Lizzie” Rutherford Ellis was laid to rest in Linwood Cemetery, the site of that first Memorial Day. A marker placed by the Lizzie Rutherford chapter of the Daughters of the Confederacy memorializes Rutherford as “The Soldiers Friend,” and “The Suggester of Memorial Day.” When Mary Ann Williams died on April 5, 1874, she was buried with full military honors. For years afterwards, Confederate veterans would leave flowers on the two ladies’ graves. Colonel James N. Ramsey, who spoke that day, died November 10, 1870, and lies in an unassuming, brick covered grave in Linwood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Other towns throughout Georgia followed the example of the Columbus Ladies Memorial Association, creating their own remembrance societies and ceremonies. Across the former Confederacy, the custom of decorating and caring for veteran’s graves spread, though many states chose different days for their observances. In 1867, Nella L. Sweet published “Kneel Where Our Loves Are Sleeping,” a song dedicated to “The Ladies of the South who are Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tradition holds that the wife of General John A. Logan, commander of the Union veterans association known as the Grand Army of the Republic, observed Confederate graves around Blandford Church in Petersburg, Virginia, covered with flowers and marked with small Confederate flags. Mrs. Logan related the incident to the General, who seized upon the idea. On May 5, 1868, General Logan issued Order # 11, proclaiming an annual “Decoration Day,” to be held each year on May 30, “for the purpose of strewing with flowers or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost every city, village, and hamlet church-yard in the land.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The commemoration has evolved through the years, finally being designated as the national Memorial Day we celebrate every May. Legislation was passed by the United States Congress in 1971 declaring the day as a national holiday, designating the day of observance as the last Monday in May. Many Southern states continue to celebrate Confederate Memorial Day, each setting their own date for the observance. In 1874, the Georgia legislature specified its commemoration on the original date, and the state continues to observe the holiday on April 26. Each year on this day, the University of Georgia in Athens displays an original copy of the Confederate Constitution in its main library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-1515995426981960010?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1515995426981960010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=1515995426981960010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1515995426981960010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/1515995426981960010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-memorial-day.html' title='The First Memorial Day'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S_yGFi66UwI/AAAAAAAAADw/VhLQJVUMOKo/s72-c/williams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-7567697953521414731</id><published>2010-05-15T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:56:43.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officers'/><title type='text'>The Haunted Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6XYcrDpbI/AAAAAAAAADI/2sqnmdymt8I/s1600/jnramsey1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6XYcrDpbI/AAAAAAAAADI/2sqnmdymt8I/s400/jnramsey1.jpg" width="336" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ms. Loretta Andrews, a direct descendent of Colonel James N. Ramsey’s, is the owner of a strikingly impressive portrait of the Colonel. This image, which appears courtesy of Ms. Andrews on the cover of I Will Give Them One More Shot, has several interesting stories attached to it. The original portrait was painted sometime before the beginning of the Civil War and showed Ramsey in civilian clothes. At some point either during or after the end of the war, another artist was commissioned to add Ramsey’s Confederate colonel’s uniform to the portrait. Interestingly, a photograph of the Colonel taken from an old newspaper clipping in Ms. Andrews’s possession shows Ramsey in an almost identical pose. One theory is that Ramsey had the photograph taken to use as a guide for the artist to using in reconstructing the uniform on the portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6Xx5xDDxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BXFlE_xGNsA/s1600/two+ramseys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6Xx5xDDxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BXFlE_xGNsA/s320/two+ramseys.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately, the pigment used was not as good as the original and over time has faded, exposing a ghostly shadow of Ramsey’s antebellum garments. If one looks closely, his bowtie and white shirt can be&amp;nbsp;discerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6YrlJRAdI/AAAAAAAAADY/EawGgNkGD2w/s1600/painting+buttons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6YrlJRAdI/AAAAAAAAADY/EawGgNkGD2w/s320/painting+buttons.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The painting is very large with a very ornate frame, and seems to fill the entire wall at Ms. Andrews home. As one walks across the room, it almost appears that Colonel Ramsey is following with his intense stare, his eyes almost stalking you as you pass before him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6ZBYjbJGI/AAAAAAAAADg/6iyHeVKY9as/s1600/ramsey+eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6ZBYjbJGI/AAAAAAAAADg/6iyHeVKY9as/s320/ramsey+eyes.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This strange property actually contributed to the canvas being damaged. An extremely superstitious servant girl worked in the home where the painting was displayed. The young woman imagined that the Colonel was constantly staring at her, and managed to escalate her fears into a phobia that the portrait was bewitched. Her terror soon reached a degree as to be unbearable. Determined to exorcise the demon in the painting, she snatched up a fireplace poker and stabbed the picture, puncturing the canvas. The tear was repaired and painted over. A close examination of the picture reveals the patch just about the point of Ramsey’s left collarbone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6ZPp1oZTI/AAAAAAAAADo/FIrqvgNX7n0/s1600/ramsey+puncture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6ZPp1oZTI/AAAAAAAAADo/FIrqvgNX7n0/s320/ramsey+puncture.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It is not known what happened to the servant girl. It’s probably safe to assume that her employment in the household ended that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-7567697953521414731?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7567697953521414731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=7567697953521414731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7567697953521414731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/7567697953521414731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/05/haunted-image.html' title='The Haunted Image'/><author><name>George W. Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13680194083800671935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/TAHR_XzyDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjxhxJDiOPE/S220/george+dag.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-6XYcrDpbI/AAAAAAAAADI/2sqnmdymt8I/s72-c/jnramsey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4698332577736967118.post-4397408284646259490</id><published>2010-05-08T21:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T21:48:20.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ancestry'/><title type='text'>The Brothers War, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though he was Southern born, Cummings Marshall must have felt great pressure to enlist in the service, with so many adult males gone to the army. On September 3, 1864, Cummings enlisted in the Ninth Company, New Hampshire Heavy Artillery, which became Company I of the First New Hampshire Heavy Artillery, commanded by Captain Charles O. Bradley. Sent to Washington for garrison duty, the companies of the First were dispersed between the several forts surrounding the city, with Company I being posted to Fort Reno. Fort Reno (or Battery Reno as it was also known) was located on the northwest side of the District of Columbia, roughly two miles west of Fort Stevens. Cummings' tour of duty was largely uneventful, though he was injured in a bizarre accident in March of 1865. During a drill, the company was marching at the double-quick across the parade ground, when several soldiers in the rear ranks, including Cummings, stumbled and fell while crossing a ditch. For several days afterwards he lay in his tent complaining of great pain in his abdomen. The injury, described as a “rupture”, would plague Cummings for the rest of his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Near the end of the war, my great-great grandfather, Moody Marshall, made the journey south to retrieve Lucinda and daughter Melinda. Moody wrote of great devastation as he travelled southward. Retrieving Lucinda and Melinda, he brought them back to northern New Hampshire. With the war’s close, William Henry made his way north to join his mother. The First New Hampshire was mustered out of service in Washington on June 15, 1865. Cummings returned to Colebrook, where he lived with his wife Julia and growing family until 1875, when they moved to Lowell, Massachusetts. At some point, Cummings and Julia were divorced, and Cummings returned to Colebrook, where he opened a small candy store and joined the local post of the Grand Army of the Republic. William Henry returned to his miner’s roots, prospecting for silver in the nearby mountains. The unrepentant Rebel had a reputation as a bit of a trouble-maker, especially when the G.A.R. paraded on Memorial Day – Henry would gallop his horse through the “Yankee” ranks. As the years passed, the members of the Marshall family passed away, and were interred in the Colebrook Village Cemetery. There the Yankee and the Rebel brothers, once enemies in war, rest together in eternal sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-YNf8eV6oI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nSKSs_lFLkc/s1600/brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCx4cf0EGLU/S-YNf8eV6oI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nSKSs_lFLkc/s320/brothers.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Marshall Family gravesite in Colebrook, New Hampshire.&amp;nbsp; Each year, I supply a Union 34-star flag and a Confederate Stars and Bars to the local&amp;nbsp;American Legion&amp;nbsp;post to be placed on the graves on Memorial Day.&amp;nbsp; My thanks to Karen Ladd and the members of American Legion Post 62 in Colebrook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4698332577736967118-4397408284646259490?l=1stgeorgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4397408284646259490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4698332577736967118&amp;postID=4397408284646259490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4397408284646259490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4698332577736967118/posts/default/4397408284646259490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stgeorgia.blogspot.com/2010/05/brothers-war-part-2.html' title='The Brothers War, Part 2'/><author><name>George W. 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