Confederate States of America. Army -- Fiction; Historical fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
twenty miles, with a single-track railroad, which had to bring
clothing, food, ammunition, everything requisite for 100,000 men and
23,000 animals. The city of Atlanta, the gate city opening the
interior of the important State of Georgia, was in sight; its
protecting army was shaken but not defeated, and onward we had to
go.... We feigned to the right, but crossed the Chattahoochee by the
left, and soon confronted our enemy behind his first line of
entrenchments at Peach Tree Creek, prepared in advance for this very
occasion. At this critical moment the Confederate Government rendered
us most valuable service. Being dissatisfied with the Fabian policy of
General Johnston, it relieved him and General Hood was substituted to
command the Confederate army. Hood was known to us to be a ‘fighter.’
... The character of a leader is a large factor in the game of war,
and I confess I was pleased at this change.”
But in the early Georgian spring, pale emeralds and the purple mist of
the Judas tree, July and that change were far away. The Army of
Tennessee, encamped in and around Dalton, only knew that “Old Joe” was
day by day putting iron in its veins and shoes upon its feet; that the
commissariat was steadily improving; that the men’s cheeks were
filling out; that the horses were growing less woe-begone; that camp
was cheerful and clean, that officers were affable, chaplains
fatherly, and surgeons benevolent; that the bands had suddenly plucked
up heart; that the drills, though long, were not too long; that if the
_morale_ of the Army of Tennessee had been shaken at Missionary Ridge,
it had now returned, and that it felt like cheering and did cheer “Old
Joe” whenever he appeared. Men who had been wounded and were now well;
men who had been on furlough, men who had somehow been just “missing,”
came in steadily. Small detachments of troops appeared, also, arriving
from Canton, Mississippi, and from northern Alabama. The Army of
Tennessee grew to feel whole again—whole, bronzed, lean, determined,
and hopeful.
From northern Alabama came in March the ——th Virginia. For the ——th
Virginia there had been the siege of Vicksburg and the surrender; then
the long slow weeks at Enterprise, where the Vicksburg men were
reorganized; then service with Loring in northern Mississippi; then
duty in Alabama. Now in the soft spring weather it came to Dalton and
the Army of Tennessee.
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