The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great StandAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
History
The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great Stand
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Juvenile fiction
"Well spoken, Hector. The correction is most important, and I accept
it. But to take up again the main thread of my discourse. General Lee
undoubtedly had the example of the Carthaginian army and Capua in mind
when he left Gettysburg and returned toward the South. Philadelphia is
a great city, far larger and richer than any in our section. It is
filled with magnificent houses, beautiful women, luxury of every
description, ease and softness. Our brave lads, crowned with mighty
exploits and arriving there as conquerors, would have been received
with immense admiration, although we are official enemies. And the
head of youth is easily turned. The Army of Northern Virginia,
emerging from Philadelphia, to achieve the conquest of New York and
Boston would not be the army that it is to-day. It would lack some of
that fire and dash, some of the extraordinary courage and tenacity
which have enabled it to surpass the deeds of the veterans of Hannibal
and Napoleon."
"But, sir, I've heard that the people of Philadelphia are mostly
Quakers, very sober in dress and manner."
"Harry, my lad, when you've lived as long as I have you will know that
a merry heart may beat beneath a plain brown dress, and that an ugly
hood cannot wholly hide a sweet and saucy face. The girls--God bless
'em--have been the same in all lands since the world began, and will
continue so to the end. While this war is on you boys cannot go
a-courting, either in the North or South. Am I not right, Hector, old
friend?"
"Right, as always, Leonidas. I perceive, though, that the sun is about
to set; not a new thing, I admit, but we must not delay our young
friends, when the general perhaps needs them."
"Well spoken again, Hector. You are an unfailing fount of wisdom. Good
night, my brave lads. Not many of the Invincibles are left, but every
one of them is a true friend of you both."
As they rode across the darkening fields Harry and Dalton knew that the
colonel spoke the truth about the Invincibles.
"I like a faith such as theirs," said Dalton.
"Yes, it can often turn defeat into real victory."
They quickly found the general's headquarters, and as usual, whenever
the weather permitted, he had made arrangements to sleep in the open
air, his blankets spread upon soft boughs. Harry and Dalton, having
slept all day, would be on night duty, and after supper they sat at a
little distance, awaiting orders.
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