The privations of a private : $b The campaign under Gen. R. E. Lee; the campaign under Gen. Stonewall Jackson; Bragg's invasion of Kentucky; the Chickamauga campaign; the Wilderness campaign; prison life in the North; the privations of a citizen; the Kuklux Klan; a united citizenship; retrospection — John Shaqi
The privations of a private : $b The campaign under Gen. R. E. Lee; the campaign under Gen. Stonewall Jackson; Bragg's invasion of Kentucky; the Chickamauga campaign; the Wilderness campaign; prison life in the North; the privations of a citizen; the Kuklux Klan; a united citizenship; retrospectionToney, Marcus B. (Marcus Breckenridge)
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The privations of a private : $b The campaign under Gen. R. E. Lee; the campaign under Gen. Stonewall Jackson; Bragg's invasion of Kentucky; the Chickamauga campaign; the Wilderness campaign; prison life in the North; the privations of a citizen; the Kuklux Klan; a united citizenship; retrospection
Toney, Marcus B. (Marcus Breckenridge)
Confederate States of America. Army. Tennessee Infantry Regiment, 1st; Soldiers -- Tennessee -- Biography; Tennessee -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Personal narratives; Tennessee -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Regimental histories; Toney, Marcus B. (Marcus Breckenridge), 1840-1929; Uni
I thought the first regiment enrolled would reach the seat of war
early; and as the Rock City Guards, A, B, and C, were organized before
the war, I enlisted in Company B, in which there were one hundred and
four members, commanded by Captain James B. Craighead. We drilled in
Edgefield and on the Square from April 15 to May 10, 1861, when we were
mustered into the regiment, containing nearly one thousand men. Our
line extended across the Square. We elected as Colonel George Maney.
We were sent for a few days to Camp Harris (named for Governor Isham
G. Harris), on Elk River, near Estill Springs. While many of the young
men of the South were adepts in the use of arms, we were novices as to
cooking and washing. We knew that water and flour mixed made batter,
and we knew that meat when fried made gravy; so with this much of the
art acquired, we had fried dough, or what the boys called flapjacks. As
to the washing—well, let that pass.
Instead of leaving Camp Harris for Virginia, we were returned to Camp
Cheatham, where we were put through camp life and two daily drills.
While here the young ladies from the Nashville Academy of Dr. Elliott
presented us with a regimental flag by Miss Foster. Many cases of
measles, and many fatal, took place at the camp, and the doleful
dirge of the dead march often touched our hearts. We remained at Camp
Cheatham nearly six weeks, all chafing under the delay and fearing
the war would be over before we reached Virginia. We made one trip
as a regiment to Goodlettsville, June 22, to vote Tennessee out of
the Union. Soon thereafter we folded our tents and took the train for
Nashville, where we stopped a few hours and bivouacked on the lawn in
front of the Nashville Academy, where some three hundred young ladies
of the city gave us a luncheon and assembled to say good-by.
I will say right here that nothing shall be written by me that will
encourage young men to go to war. I would rather discourage, because
nothing in it tends to elevate the young. Separate men from home
influences and from the refining contact of female society, and they
degenerate very rapidly. I don’t suppose ten per cent. of the young
men who go to war maintain their integrity. This is my opinion after
careful study. I will say further that we left Nashville with as good a
lot of boys as ever went to the front.
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