Don't Hurry Me Down to Hades: The Civil War in the Words of Those Who Lived It (General Military)

Don't Hurry Me Down to Hades: The Civil War in the Words of Those Who Lived It (General Military)

Language: English

Pages: 288

ISBN: 1472809106

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

For four years American families on both sides of the Mason-Dixon Line were forced to endure the violence and hardship of the Civil War. Don't Hurry Me Down To Hades is the story of these families, expertly crafted from their own words. Revealing the innermost thoughts of both famous citizens and men and women forgotten by history, esteemed Civil War historian Susannah J. Ural explores life on the battlefield and the home front, capturing the astonishing perseverance of the men and women caught up in this most brutal of conflicts.

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brave.’”17 Tally’s brother Dick, affectionately nicknamed “Buddy,” did not quite share Tally’s enthusiasm. The more thoughtful and the younger of the two siblings, twenty-year-old Dick Simpson briefly joined Tally’s company, the “Southern Guards,” before reconsidering. His dream was to be a lawyer, not a soldier. Their father, Richard Franklin Simpson, had served in the Seminole Wars of the 1830s and the U.S. House of Representatives in the 1840s before retiring from politics to focus on

attacks with Confederate General A. P. Hill. But Lee tried again two days later at Gaines’s Mill. The situation was perfect. For the first time, and quite possibly the last, Confederate forces outnumbered their aggressor. The Union Army was straddled across the Chickahominy River, leaving one third of its men on the north side with their backs to the water. Lee focused on this portion, which was Union General Fitz John Porter’s V Corps, and placed the Confederates in the rare situation of

the armies refused to quit that summer; that Northerners and Southerners refused to admit that either side had settled anything. There were two great battles left of the campaign season in Chickamauga, Georgia, and a few miles and a few months away at nearby Chattanooga, Tennessee. The fighting proved equally deadly there, but the year seemed to be leaning toward the Union. Federals emerged victorious in each battle, and it was at Chickamauga that a native-born Virginian named George Thomas,

“We maid a bargain with the rebs,” he explained, “not to shoot at one another heare on the scourmish line unless one side or the other went to advance, so it makes it mutch pleasanter.”159 Confederates, though, seemed less inclined to find pleasant solutions to their situations. During the spring of 1864, G. W. Waggoner of the 20th Tennessee declared, “I am fond of that [skirmish] duty. I fired several rounds at the sons of bitches if I should say such a word. I cant tell whether I hit one or

Inside the Seward house, Fanny’s eyes darted about, trying to make sense of what had just happened. She had been “pacing the room back & forth from end to end—screaming.” Before Powell ran from the room, she’d managed to race out into the hall for help, summoning her mother and Anna. As they approached her, Fanny asked, “Is that man gone?” to which they responded, “What man?” It was only then that Fanny saw Gus, “his forehead covered with blood” and as Fred caught her eye, lying on the floor, and

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