VALE UNIVERSITV LIBRARY 3 9002 05423 5412 YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY ^^^I^^y^i-'^ THE MEMOIES GENERAL TURNER ASHBY HIS COMPEERS. BY Eev. JAMES B. AVIEETT, ' (chaplain ashby cavalry,) AND OTHER OFFICERS OF THB ARMY OF NORTHERN VIRGINIA, C. S. A. " The close relation which General Ashby bore to my command for most of the previoua twelve months, will justify me in saying, that, as a partisan officer, I never knew his su perior. His daring was proverbial, his potvers of endurance almost incredible, his tone of character heroic, and his sagacity almost Intuitive in diviuiug tbe purposes and more- ments of the enemy."— X*.- Gen. T. J. Jackson's Offlcial Report. BALTIMORE: SELBY & DULANY. 18 67. Entered according to Act of CongreBB, in the year 1867, by SELBY & DULANY, in the Clerk's OfBce of the District Court of the United States for the District of Maryland. p^iritatixru. TO VIRGINIA, UNDIVIDED AND INDIVISIBLE, AND TO HER NOBLE WOMEN, MOBE ESPECIALLY THOSE IN THE SHENANDOAH VALLEY, IN DEFENCE 01' WHOSE HOMES THIS GAVE HIS LIFE, THESE MEMOIRS ARE DEDICATED, WITH THE SINCEREST HOPE THAT ASHEY's LOFTY HEROISM MAY BE EMULATED BY THE KISINQ GENERATION OF THE WHOLE SOUTH. (iii) TO THE READER. ^OMEWHERE in his Wilhelm Meister, the great ^ German writer, Goethe, has said that " The ten dency of human nature to debase itself is so strong, that it is a duty we owe to ourselves to hear some good music, to read a little beautiful poetry, or to look upon a fine picture at least once a day, in order to preserve a true love of refinement." Had the Fatherland in the day of Goethe presented to the admiring gaze of the world such a character as that of Ashby, doubtless his magic pen would have embalmed it for the posterity of the people whom he so fondly loved, on the principle indicated in the extract just given. In this material age the idea is rapidly gaining ground that chivalry is effete, and has no actual existence other than on the pages of the poet or novelist. This is very far from being true. Pend ing the four years of blood through which our people have passed, upon nearly every battle-field there were (V) vi INTRODVOTORY. exhibitions, and not a few, of eveiy principle which enters into the formation of chivalrie character. What says the scoffer at chivalry in the Nineteenth Century to the grand bearing of Gen. Lee and his army in the Invasive Campaign of 1862, when a whole army, under the influence of their noble leader, reflecting the true instincts of Southern character, though fresh from the galling spectacle of burning barns, plundered mansions, devastated estates, and insulted women, along the line of march from Gor donsville to the Potomac, failed to confound war with rapine and arson, but rose to the full apprecia tion of a soldier's duty — to war only on men under arms ? How proud are our people of the conduct of that army ! We are not more jealous and watchful of that page of history upon which is written the splendid exhibition of Southern prowess and military skill connected with the battle of Sharpsburg, than are we of the ability upon the part of Southern sol diery, though in the rich and teeming valleys of Pennsylvania, to bear themselves like men of arms should do, abstaining from retaliation, and thus gain ing a great moral victory in doing good for evil ; or rather affording irrefragable proof that the principle of chivalry is still alive. True it is that materialism may smother it, avarice may stifle it, and the spirit of false refinement and progress may deride it ; but INTBODUCTORV. vii ill despite of all these agencies, either demoniacal or puritanical, there still exists in this broad land of ours, not confined to either section, the spirit of elevated courage, deference for woman, sensitiveness to the suggestions of honor and duty, which cannot well be distinguished from the most critical definition of chivalry. We claim that there was on the part of the Southern people, during the late struggle, an exhibition not only of much undaunted prowess, but also of the same prowess connected with honor which constitutes chivalry. We claim that fche subject of this Memoir was, of all the Southern braves who yielded up their lives, a Nation's Sacrifice, the Ca valier "without fear and without reproach." We claim for General Ashby, in an influence upon the youth of the South, the right, though dead, to speak to those whose footfalls shall press the rocks of his native mountains, and the hoofs of whose steeds shall sink in the soil of Southern valleys, and tell them how to be brave yet gentle, heroic yet gallant, unswerving in the performance of duty, yet cour-- teous. Thus impressed with the character of Gen. Ashby, at the instance of the survivors of the brigade which still cherishes his memory, and more particularly at the request of his family, the writer has compiled from a variety of sources — official p5,pers, contemporary viii INTRODVOTORY. narratives, his own diary, filled up from memory, of the events treated of — the following pages. The central Figure in this group of Southern officers is from my own pen; that of Lieut.-Colonel Thomas Marshall was prepared by E. T. Barton, Esq., At torney at Law, Winchester, Va.; — that of Col. A. W. McDonald, by Capt. Wm. McDonald, Principal of "Cool Spring" School, Clarke County, Va.; — that of Major S. Myers, by an officer of Chew's Bat tery of Horse Artillery, Army of Northern Virginia. Dunbar Female Seminary,! .,.,,„„ „ . „^ WmoKe^ter, Va., J^^BS B. AVIRETT, January 12th, 1867. ^^ Chaplam C. S. A. CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. PAQB Parentage and Education. Character . . . .15 CHAPTER II. The John Brown Raid, and Ashby's Views of it . . 49 CHAPTER in. Secession, and the part Ashby took in it . . . 65 CHAPTER IV. Organization of the Ashby Command. Its First Move ment. Death of Richard Ashby. Fight on Kelly's Island. Col. Ashby's Grief . . . . .90 CHAPTER V. Battle of Manassas. Battle of Bolivar Heights. Scouting on the Border. Dam No. 5 . . . . 117 CHAPTER VI. Bath Campaign. Bomney 136 CHAPTER VIL Battle op Kernstown. First Retreat .... 151 CHAPTER VIII. Swift Run Gap. " Stonewall" Jackson and Ashby . 166 CHAPTER IX. Battle of Winchester. Banks's Races .... 183 (ix) x CONTENTS. CHAPTER X. P*"" Second Retreat. Shields. Fremont . . • ¦ "^' CHAPTER XI. Ashby's Last Skirmish. Death. Burial . . . 217 CHAPTER XII. Reinterment in "Stonewall Cemetery." General Re marks. Conclusion 235 SKETCH OF THE ASHBY (LAUREL) BRIGADE, A. N.V. 261 SKETCH OF CHEW'S BATTERY. Ashby (Laurel) Brigade, A. N. V 267 MEMOIR OF LIEUT.-COLONEL THOMAS MARSHALL, 7th Virginia Cavalry, A. N. V 276 MEMOIR OF COLONEL A. W. MoDONALD . . .318 MEMOIR OF MAJOR SAMUEL B. MYERS, 7th Virginia Cavaley, Ashby Brigade 860 MEMOIR OF CAPT. GEORGE F. SHEETZ, Ashby Bri gade, A. N. V 372 MEMOIR OF BRIG.-GENERAL WILLIAM E. JONES, Ashby (Laurel) Brigade 383 APPENDIX 395 MEMOIR OF GENERAL TURNER ASHBY. (xi) LINES IN MEMORY OF GENEEAL TUENER ASHBY. [by a keiohboe.*] THE mane upon thy charger's crest. The raven beard upon thy brea.st, No more shall mingle look with lock, Like streamers, in the battle-shock. Thy valiant hand no more shall feel Within its. grasp the gleaming steel; And ne'er again shall battle-cry Nerve thine arm or light thine eye; Nor dashing charge, nor contest brave. Arouse thee from thine honored grave. But while thy native mountains loom. In misty blue about thy home. Shall Ashby's fame, in battle won. Descend in pride from sire to son. Valiant, kindly, knightly, pure. Lustrous as the steel he wore. Shall woman's lips delight to tell The name of him who nobly fell. And left on earth no other stains. But those that dropped from bleeding veins. In after-years, some shaft may rise. To mark the spot where Ashby lies ; But Ashby's name now wakes a thrill. That bronze or marble never will. * Dr. R. C. Ambler, of Fauquier CoiiDty, Va. 2 (13) THE MEMOIRS GENERAL TURNER ASHBY. CHAPTER I. PARENTA GE AND EARLY LIFE. WHEN the great master of romance. Sir Walter Scott, furnished to the world his incomparable "Ivanhoe," and to the Tournament therein described gave the name, as quoted by him from the old records, of the "Gentle and Joyous Passage of Arms of Ashby," he little thought that before the ivy ceased to wind its tendrils around the marble column mark ing the spot where the casket once containing his joyous, loving spirit is now crumbling away into its primal dust, the name of Ashby should live in the hearts of a whole people as the synonym of all we associate with chivalry. Marked as is the coinci dence, it is none the less true that the same warm, out- gushing feeling of enthusiasm and joyous interest with which we read of Ivanhoe as the successful knight at the Tournament of Ashby-de-la-Zouche, is rekin dled and pleasantly indulged as we think of the subject of this memoir. Sir Walter's was, to a great extent, (15) 10 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. the child of his own genius, but our Ashby was a living reality in all that constitutes the peerless cava lier, and the impersonation of those knightly qualities of mind and heart, which will go down to posterity, as so aptly delineated on the pagas of "Waverley." With the name of Ashby, to the readers of " Ivanhoe," there is associated all that was beautiful and com mendable in knight-errantry ; to the Southern people and their posterity we would have it that a lively interest should be excited to know our Ashby; fresh impulses afforded to study closely his character, and on the battle-fields of the yet unsettled Future, to show the world that God, in his dealings with man, does not furnish suoh development of character to no purpose, but in order that men should emulate him in all that has won him his imperishable fame. Col. Turner Ashby, the father of the subject of this memoir, was the son of John and Mary Ashby, of Fauquier County, Va. After the war of 1812, in which he served with credit to himself. Col. Ashby settled down in his native county and devoted hira self to the duties of a merchant, in which business he seems to have succeeded very well. His field of operations proving too narrow for his enterprising business qualities, he determined to remove to Alex andria, which was in the enjoyment of a fine back- country trade, and was then as now the emporium of the Piedmont counties of Virginia. He became a member of the firm of Ashby & Stribling; and suc ceeding finely in business, sought and obtained the hand and heart of Miss Dorothea F., daughter of PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 17 James and Elizabeth P. Green, of Eappahannock County, Va. They were married about the year 1820, and resided for some time in the city of Alex andria. About the year 182-3, the Colonel's health being delicate, he determined to try the eifect of a voyage across the Atlantic; accordingly, he and Mrs. Ashby went to Madeira, and thence to Gibraltar, where they passed some six months. Returning to Alexandria, the Colonel determined to change his business relations, and winding up his alfairs in that city, removed to his native county, Fauquier, and among the hills and valleys of his boyhood's home settled himself for life — residing for a while at " Springfield." On the death of Mr. Faver, an uncle by marriage of Mrs. Ashby, he came in possession of "Rose Bank," an estate adjoining that of "Spring field." General Turner Ashby was born at "Rose Bank," on the 23d of October, 1828, being the third of six children, viz.: Elizabeth, born 4th of July, 1825; James Green, born 13th of July, 1827; Tur ner, born 23d of October, 1828; Mary, born 26th of June, 1830; Richard, born 2d of October, 1831; Dorothea F., born 15th of November, 1835. Beranger, the great lyric poet of the French, re flecting the sentiment of Sir Philip Sidney, has said that he cared not who made the laws for a people, so he was allowed to write their national songs, which mould the French children in the nursery. Truly it was shown what a mighty hold this great ballad- writer had upon the affections of the French people, when, amid their revolutions, his songs were not 18 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. allowed to be sung in the streets of Paris, because they moved the popular heart too deeply in the chan nel of patriotic devotion to country. May it not be said, with equal force, that the physical surroundings of infancy and youth have much to do in determining character, all other things being equal? It would seem so in the case of Gen. Ashby. "Rose Bank,'' the homestead of the Ashbys, (now a heap of black ened ruins,) was situated on a beautiful eminence, near the eastern base of the Blue Ridge, in what is most appropriately called the Piedmont country, and was surrounded by wild and picturesque scenery. At the foot of the eminence on which it stood, and in full view, ran Goose Creek, a dashing, sparkling mountain stream, just breaking away from the moun tains above, among which it rises. These mountains were filled with deer and wild turkeys, ever tempting the boys to indulge in the invigorating sports of the field. The father of Gen. Ashby was the man of all others who would exercise a powerful infiuence over his children ; but when Turner was just beginning to take on character, in his sixth year, the father was called upon to pay Nature's greatest and last debt, and his remains were followed to the grave by his sorrow ing household. Col. Ashby had been an ofiicer in the war of 1812, and during his military life had kept a diary, which was the constant companion of his son Turner as soon as he was able to read. From it, more than from any other source, save his mother, he leai'ned his father's chai-acter, and many PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 19 of the paternal views and traits were refiected in his subsequent life. The study of this diary tauglit him, when he became an officer, to regard and treat his pri vates as fellow-beings entitled to love, respect, and sympathy. Upon the Colonel's death, the whole charge of the household devolved upon the mother, who, by nature and education, was fully equal to this responsible trust. Mrs. Ashby, in whom a taste for literature and flowers predominated, soon collected a fine library, and by persevering industry and care covered "Rose Bank" with a profusion of flowers and rare shrub bery. But whilst she was careful to make their home as beautiful and attractive as possible, she by no means neglected the cultivation of the minds and hearts of her children. She took care to employ good teachers in her family, and whilst their minds were cultivated under all the happy safeguards of home, was not less careful of their physical education ; her boys were taught, like the young Medes in the days of Cyrus, to ride, to shoot, and to speak the truth. As a child, Gen. Ashby was not promising in appearance, being small of stature, and inheriting the dark complexion of the Greens through his mother. In his habits he was retiring and reserved, grave and thoughtful, but with a manly and unselfish spirit, ever ready to stand up in defence of the weak, or to resent an injustice done either to himself or to his sis ters or brothers; his devotion to his mother was un bounded, and he always considered the honor and in terest of each member of his family as his own. He 20 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIF E, was fond of books, and generally preferred history. It was the custom of Mrs. Ashby to gather her household around her, and pass the evening in read ing some well selected volume, the group passing the book from one to the other, thus heightening the in terest and increasing the general benefit. It has been mentioned that Mrs. Ashby afforded her children every advantage of education within her power. It has been a custom in many families in the South to employ teachers from the North, and among those thus employed at "Rose Bank," was a brother of Judge John C. Underwood, of evil fame and name. As the children grew older, they were sent away to school, but so admirably had the mother succeeded in making home and its pleasures attractive, especially to Turner, that she found great difficulty in inducing him to remain abroad. His local attachments were very strong, and no Swiss peasant ever loved his mountain cot more ardently than did this young Vir ginian his own "Rose Bank." At length, Mrs. Ash by placed him at school at Major Ambler's, in the neighborhood, where he became very fond of his teacher and schoolmates. His generous, unselfish disposition soon won him the admiration and affec tion of the band of noble youths here at school, among whom may be mentioned the Amblers, Strib- lings, and Marshalls, and there grew up a friendship which was as unfading as the laurel on the neighbor ing mountains. One of these very schoolmates, in a letter to the writer, says : " Gen. Ashby, as a boy, was remarkable for his contempt of danger, and his PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 21 freedom from the vices common among boys ; he was never known to swear, or to use profane language. His contempt of danger was exhibited nearly every day ; whenever the creek was swollen by heavy rains, he might be seen in it, breasting the torrent above the waterfalls, where a failure would- dash him to pieces on the rocks below ; whenever a colt was found too wild and vicious to be ridden by any one else in the neighborhood, it was his pleasure to mount and tame him. In combats with his schoolfellows, whilst he was always brave and stubborn in the fight, after it was over he was always ready to forgive and forget." Richard, his younger brother, was his constant companion, and the boys were taught at home to love each other very tenderly. Turner, as the elder, would watch over his brother with almost maternal care, would side with him in all his diffi culties, and, if it came to blows, would insist upon fighting for him, though Richard would object to this, as he thought himself fully able to fight his own battles. In the formation of his character, happily blending gentleness with manliness, ( but another name for chivalry,) his sister informs the writer that when he would return from school, he would take great pleasure in joining the girls in their in-door sports, kindly arranging their playthings and doll-houses with his own hands, and "was always doing some kind act to make us love him." At an early age, a sin gularly pleasing trait of character was developed — perfect unselfishness. A little incident in the life at 22 PARE NTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. Rose Bank will illustrate this. Turner, indulging his boyish taste for pets, had managed to secure a wolf, which soon became very fond of him. Soon, perceiving that " Lupus " was the terror of the chil dren in the neighborhood, he gave up his pet, deter mining that his little friends should not be alienated from him by any selfish indulgence. Among the earliest tastes which he developed, was that of a passionate fondness for horses, and he liked to have the entire control of his own. As he scarcely remembered the time when he could not ride, so upon growing older he became marked as the best and boldest rider among a circle of youths all of whom were good horsemen, whether trial of horse manship were made at the tournament, hurdle-race, or fox-chase. It will be borne in mind that the Cavaliers who settled Virginia faithfully transmitted to their pos terity, among much that was noble, some objectionable tastes and customs. Among them, few were more unobjectionable than fox-hunting; aside from the waste of time and neglect of business consequent upon its indulgence, it was healthful, invigorating, and free from many ofthe worst featm-es of other kinds of sport common in the South twenty-five or thirty years ago. Young Ashby was very fond ofthe chase, which frequently led him many miles from home. As a gentle, unobtrusive lad, he is still remembered by the older persons residing in Fauquier, but better by the younger as the singularly daring and fearless rider who led the hunt, ever as glad to welcome the PARENTA GE AND EARL Y LIFE. 23 ringing notes of the hunting-horn, awakening the echoes of the hills at early dawn, and summoning its lovers to a day of sport, as he was to catch the first notes of reveille, in later days, summoning him to combat and to glory. From this life of ease and enjoyment he was called to go forth and look at men and things from a stand point hitherto unknown to him. The shattered con dition of Mrs. Ashby's fortune necessitated the sale of her estate, and the delightful circle was broken up and the fires upon the hospitable hearth-stone of "Rose Bank" went out forever. Sad as was the trial to all, duty had but to point the way to this household, and they unhesitatingly stepped into the rugged path. To give up one's home at any time involves much privation and self-denial, but to this family it was a sorrow deep and lasting ; for the love which the surviving members of the family yet bear old " Rose Bank," as they still call it, is very touch ing and beautiful, although nearly a score of years has passed since they moved away and made their home in Stafford, a neighboring county. Mrs. Ashby, about the year 1863, sold "Rose Bank" to Mr. Ed. C. Mar shall, a son of the late Chief Justice of the United States, who changed its name to " Markham," whence the name of Markham Station, on the Manassas Gap Railroad. A few years before, her daughter Dora had married Mr. Powhatan Moncure, and Mary, Mr. George Moncure, brothers, living in Stafford. With the latter, Mrs. Ashby made her home during the remainder of her life. Richard bought a farm near 24 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. his mother, upon which he lived for some years. But Turner seemed disinclined to leave his old neigh borhood. That old family mansion, where mirth and gladness reigned, which for weeks at a time had been filled with gay company, was the dearest spot on earth to him. "The young men following the hounds during the day, and spending the evenings in whist-playing, dancing, and acting charades and tableaux with the ladies," is the description of the mode of life in this neighborhood at this time, as it came from the pen of an actual participant. Not un like the eagle swooping for days around the spot where its nest had been destroyed, did the young Ashby continue to hover around the home of his youth, until, an opportunity presenting itself, he pur chased a farm within rifle's range and full view of the old residence. He named his new home "Wolf's Crag," and here he lived until called to take his place in the lists of Death. At Wolf's Crag his attention was divided between his farm and merchandising. Though never an ex travagant man, his liberality was so great that he added but little to his slender fortune, seemingly act ing on the wise maxim, "Give me neither poverty nor riches." Called upon at this time to select the political party with which he would act and vote, to his mind it was plain that the weight of conservatism lay with the Whigs of that day, and with that party he co-operated as long as it was in existence. To the development and growth of such opinions, whatever may have been the preference of his sober judgment PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 25 for them, the character of his daily associations was veiy favorable. The political atmosphere which he breathed, in no degree to be confounded with old- fashioned Federalism, was rather that of perfect defer ence for the Constitution as expounded by Mr. Clay and others in the more liberal and palmy days of the Whig party. There was one thing for which he seemed to feel a perfect detestation, and that was an unbridled Democracy. Political tenets, just such as we who have survived him have seen incorporated into political platforms, the writer, during the winter evenings around the camp-fires, has often heard him declare, must necessarily destroy any country so unfor tunate as to experiment with them. With a bearing of uniform courtesy and politeness to all men, he did not think that all men were to be intrusted with the right to vote, but that universal suffrage was the cer tain precursor of universal misrule or anarchy. In view of the evils which are likely to flood this coun try through the sluice-gates of unlimited elective franchise, may we not say that he "was taken from the evil to come? " It may be well to state, in this connection, that his views upon the institution of slavery were fully in accord with those held by the great mass of the Southern people. Himself a slave holder, he lived in a section of country where the negro was really one of the happiest, best fed, best dad, and most moral classes of laborers in the world. His own were faithful, contented, and happy ; he had inherited his views upon this subject from his fathers, who may have purchased the ancestors of his own 26 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. faithftil man-servant, George, in the streets of Boston, at the time that the influence of Northern climate on the slaves of Massachusetts had proved the fixed fact of a fortunate failure. Young Ashby, though wedded to his mountain home, was not without the expanding influences of travel and study. He had familiarized himself with the system of free labor which obtained throughout the sister states of the North ; was not ignorant of the abjectly menial factory system of New England ; had compared the wan, pale, haggard faces of the fac tory operatives of the North with the gay, careless, and happy servants on the Piedmont estates : he had noted, as given by the press, the largely increas ing calendar of crimes connected with the system of free labor in the Northern manufacturing towns, and compared it with the rare appearance of a slave's name on either the civil or criminal dockets of South ern Courts of Justice; and what wonder is there that he saw no objection, moral, social, or political, to the institution of slavery ? No man bore more indelibly impressed upon his character the peculiar influences imparted to Southern society by slavery than did young Ashby. The open-hearted hospitality of old Virginia, and of the South generally ; the proud yet courteous bearing of both sexes ; the elevated stand ard of both morals and religion ; the happy freedom from the multitudinous phases of infidelity and Ger man Neology which have followed the tide of foreign population as faithfully as the shadow follows the substance ; the thousand and one ills escaped which PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 27 result from the experiment of engrafting a large for eign element upon the body politic, before it has been taught the alphabet of American institutions; the old-fashioned, time-honored patriarchal relation of master and servant; — what are all these but blessings which have brightened as they took their flight, yet blessings still upon the present generation, eloquently defending an institution which the world (not New England) misunderstood, slandered, and at last de stroyed. Thus much for young Ashby's opinions and views upon politics and slavery. We will now advert to a custom then prevailing in the Valley and eastern sections of Virginia, but existing, as the writer believes, nowhere else in the United States. Of this we are sure : that in no part of the South save Virginia was there anything to remind us of a Tournament when the Confederate struggle for in dependence began. In some of the Valley counties, particularly those around and below Winchester, and in the counties fringing the eastern slope of the Blue Ridge, the young men seemed determined that this relic of their knightly ancestry should not be lost, but were accustomed yearly to assemble, sometimes by neighborhoods, at others by counties, to make fair trial of horsemanship in the presence of large assem blages of old and young, rich and poor, grandchil dren and grand-sires. The interest of the occasion was heightened to the stranger by the joyous faces of the laughter-loving servants who had accompanied their mistresses or ma.sters, and felt a pride no hire ling could know in the fine appearance and success of 28 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. their own "Mass' Dick" or "Mass' Tom" who rode with graceful ease among his brother knights of the Tourney. These meetings were not without their in fluence upon the Virginia youth, and their effect has been so beautifully set forth by one who in spirit and temper is himself a very knight, that the writer here with gives it, even tliough he incur the risk of bad taste in blending poetry with the memoir of General Turner Ashby. But the discerning and appreciative reader will perceive that, as there was much in the eventful life of the young Virginian to arouse a live lier enthusiasm than that which attaches one to Ro mance, — for Truth in his case is even more beautiful than Fiction, — so has it been found that since his death there was much in his life " To wake to ecstasy the living lyre." The reader shall therefore have the beautiful lines of Dr. Frank Ticknor of Columbus, Ga., written at that period of the war when the fame of Ashby had run as upon magnetic wires from the Potomac to the Rio Grande. " The knightliest of the knightly race. Who since the days of old. Have kept the lamp of chivalry Alight in hearts of gold ; The kindliest of the kindly band, Who, rarely hating ease. Yet rode with Spotswood round the land, And Raleigh round the seas. Who climbed the blue Virginian hills. Against embattled foes, PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 29 And planted there, in valleys fair. The lily and the rose ; Whose fragrance lives in many lands, Whose beauty stars the earth. And lights the hearts of many homes With loveliness and worth. We thought they slept ! — the sons who kept The names of noble sires. And slumbered while the darkness crept Around the vigil fires. Burt still the Golden Horse-shoe knights Their old Dominion keep. Whose foes have found enchanted ground, But not a knight asleep." We have seen that young Ashby was passionately fond of his horses and excelled as a rider. This su periority in a manly accomplishment, too lightly es teemed in this material, money-loving age, was the result of natural taste developed and strengthened by the customs of that society of which he was as much the creature as he proved to be the ornament. To the training which he received in this school of fine riders we may trace his ability to baffle and elude his pursuers, when, often in his wonderful career, being hotly pressed by the enemy, he rapidly urged his fieet horse, now down a rough, rugged ravine, now up a steep ascent; and again, when the pursuit had slackened, with a few trusty followers, themselves well drilled in the Piedmont school, he would by a well executed flank movement, in which the rough ness of the country necessitated many a fearful leap over ravines and the unfriendly stone fences of the 3* 30 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. German farmers, throw himself upon those who but a few minutes before were his pursuers, and drive them headlong, in wild dismay, back into their own lines, there to tell some cavalry-boy fresh from the banks of the Shannon, of Ashby and his wonderful exploits. As fine riders, there were entire brigades of cavalry in the Army of Northern Virginia, which would have compared favorably with the Mamelukes themselves. The writer well remembers many in stances of superb riding among officers and privates. By the survivors of that grand little army with which, in the summer of 1861, Gen. Joseph E. Johnston bantered and baffled, and, at Hainesville, beat the doughty Patterson, the splendid figure of their gallant General, as he appeared riding along the lines in reviewing the troops at Winchester, a few days before Death's roll-call at the l.st ilanassas, will never be forgotten. Nor can the brave men who followed the matchless Stuart for more than three years, ever forget him as he rode, the perfect master of his steed, on many a hard-fought field; and more especially is his form, as they saw it for the last time, erect, firm, and steady in his saddle, on the dark, dark day at the Yellow Tavern, inefifeceablv daguer- reotyped on their memories and heai-ts. General Lee is a fine rider, and looks on horseback, as in truth he is, the very king of battle. Morgan M'as an excel lent rider, and so is Forrest; A. P. Hill sat firmly in his saddle; and Wade Hampton, at Trevillian looked like a man of iron grooved to his saddle. We ofthe old Ashby Brigade will never forget the superb horse- PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 31 manship of "Jimmy" Thompson. They were all fine riders ; but upon the Confederate battle-fields ap peared the form of only one Centaur, and that was Turner Ashby. This excellence in riding, if he ever alluded to it, for he was as modest in estimating his own rare accomplishments as he was full of admira tion for less marked ones in others, the General at tributed to the habits of his early life. The hurdle- races, fox-chases, gander-puUings, and Tournaments of old Virginia afforded a better school for riders than those of West Point or the military schools of the old world. In the writer's observations of the cav alry in the A. N. Va., he was led to believe that the finest regiments as a general thing were formed in those counties in which Tournaments and similar sports were held up to the breaking out of the war. When we say Tournament, we mean not such as they have appeared since the gloomy days at Appo mattox Court-House, but an old-fashioned, sure- enough Tournament, in which the riding was at tended with danger. An intimate friend and com panion of General Ashby, describing a hurdle-race which came off a few years before the war, at the Fauquier White Sulphur Springs, in a written ac count of it, remarks thus upon its difficulties and dangers : "Once during each season a hurdle-race was announced at the Fauquier White Sulphur Springs. The track was a mile long, and was crossed by two ditches, one twenty-one feet wide and the other eigh teen feet, and by two fences, each five feet high. The knight Avho cleared the ditches and fences, and first 32 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. passed the judges' stand, crowned the Queen of Love and Beauty, and led off in the dance that night at the Coronation Ball. Few knights were found bold enough to enter the lists, though there were many there who longed to show their prowess, and com pliment some fair lady. The names of Turner and Richard Ashby were ever among the foremost on the lists, and Turner generally, amid the cheers and con gratulations of the crowd, bore off the palm and placed the crown upon the brow of the blushing Queen." As it is important that the rising generation may not lose sight of what old Virginia was, — a result it is feared too certainly to be deprecated and anticipated under the mild (?) regime of the "Higher-Law" powers of the land, — -it hasbeen thought to be the duty of all Southern people to familiarize our youth with the customs of the past, and the glories of our struggle for independence, and thus in the formation of their characters to bring to bear all the hallowed and hallowing associations of that past, to keep in full view and active play all the refining and elevat ing influences of that social system which has made the people of the South, indeed, "A peculiar people." Let us not, then, hesitate to acquaint our youth more fully with the customs and peculiarities of the past, through fear that among much, and very much of good, they may stumble upon and appropriate that which is evil. What is to be apprehended for the children of the South, is, that they will materially deteriorate, socially and morally, and no longer be PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 33 able to challenge the world to afford as high a type of christianized men and women as those to be found in the Southern land during the first six decades of the nineteenth century. No people who teach their youth to be proud of their Past need ever despair of their Future. Thus impressed with the propriety of preserving every thing which exerted a formative in fluence upon the youth of the South, the writer has incorporated into the body of this Memoir a graphic description of a Virginia Tournament, and does it the more readily because this, and many others in which young Ashby figured, were not without influ ence upon that character with which the writer wishes to familiarize the great body of Southern youth. The article referred to is taken from the columns of the Norfolk Herald, and bears date September 5th, 1857, nearly four years before the Peace whicli then reigned smilingly over every Virginia heart, had given way to grim-visaged War. The occasion of the sports was the marriage of Miss of Morven, and will long be remem bered by the participants as one of the gayest, mer riest, and most delightful of all wedding parties. " Markham" there alluded to is now in ruins. It was the elegant country seat of Mr. Edward C. Marshall, an uncle of Lt.-Col. Thomas Marshall, 7th Va. Cav., A. N. V. SPORTS AT MARKHAM, VA. It is a mistake to say that the age of chivalry has passed. It is true that in our lowland country. 34 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. where we have, or think we have, a greater Variety of amusements of a refined character, we never attempt even the semblance of a tournament, as it is practised in the mountains of our State. But a re cent visit to the upper counties has convinced us that this once martial exercise, which had its origin in Ro man or perhaps in Trojan times, and was so common in the feudal ages, still exists, and although armes a outrance are superseded by the rockets, yet the chival rie spirit of the descendants of the knights of the olden time is the same which stimulated the latter to deeds of greater danger. It is fashionable to sneer at these imitations of the amusements of the middle ages; but when it is re membered that they are done in the daytime, and bring together from distant places the young and old of both sexes, and excite to courtly emulation, whilst they perfect our young men in the elegant accomplish ment of horsemanship, they are far more worthy of commendation than the midnight revels of the ball room, and other such like recreations (?) of our silken knights and faded damsels of the cities. It was our good fortune to be present at a recent display of the kind, near Markham, in the County of Fauquier, which was held in honor of the nuptials of Miss , of Morven. All the beauty and bra very of that region seemed to have assembled on the occasion, if one might judge from the number of ladies who were ranged along the side of the moun tain to witness the feats of the Knights, who were present, not to do battle as in the more barbarous PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 35 times, but to prove their ability to bear the sword and lance in their behalf, if such necessity should ever arise. Nothing can be more simple than the preparation, as it appeared to us. In a dry meadow, or plain, at the foot of the mountain, two high posts were planted, about ten feet apart, from which was suspended a cord fastened to the top of each, and from the middle of this cord was hung a ring about six inches in diam eter, slightly held by a hook. To dash at full speed from a point of some two hundred yards, and passing between the posts, to bear off the ring upon the point of a lance of six feet length, was one of the mysteries of the joust, and it would seem to be of easy accom plishment; but to do it all, and to do it gracefully, is a feat of horsemanship requiring fearlessness and hard practice. In the present instance, we were struck with the whole of the arrangements. It was announced in the beginning that six young married ladies were to be the judges of the tournament, and, beginning with the bride, they were successively called to their seats, whioh overlooked the field. A band of music, high up above the lady judges, sounded the approach of the Knights, who were then for the first time seen filing through the rocks and trees, and in good order soon displayed in line a few yards below where the ladies were seated. The Knights were nobly mounted, and dressed in the gay fashion and coloring which the fancy of each had selected. Richard Ashby, the Herald, one of the most manly-looking persons we 36 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. ever beheld, then introduced the Knights, calling the roll as it were, thus : " The Knight of Avon "— " of Avenel" — "of the Lancet" — "of Aldenburg" — "of Frederick"— "Ali Pacha" — "Rob Roy" — "Roderick Dhu" — "Mclvor" — "Knight of Mark ham" — and so on to the end of the list. A short address followed, stating the rules of the tilt, the du ties of the contestants, and expressing confidence in their endeavors to win by their bravery the rewards which beauty was ready to bestow. The music sounded again, and the troop turned and passed along aijd away, until they were entirely concealed from view among the trees. And now the Herald, Mr. A. , of Markham, called to the Knight of Avon to come forth, and in an instant he weis seen emerging from the forest and bounding upon his horse as fleetly as the spirited animal could bear him toward the ring, and, as gracefully as only he could do the deed, bore away the ring in triumph, amidst the shouts of the spectators and the strains of music. After, came one and another of the Knights, as well trained, and managing their horses as if they were centaurs, but with various success, — each successful one receiving the applause of the spectators in his turn. There was one, however, who was a stranger, calling himself the Knight of Aldenburg, of moderate stature, simply attired, and indifferently mounted, who in spite of all his efforts, and he. freely used his spurs, could not force his steed to the lists, so that he was ruled out after three baffied attempts. The lady judges, however, overruled the rules, and admitted PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 37 him to another trial, which he modestly accepted; and mounted upon another charger he came thundering along the plain, and bore away the prize from all competitors, having taken the ring seven times in succession. The Knight of Avon, Rob Roy, and Roderick Dhu were decided to be next in skill to him of Al denburg, and entitled, after the victor had selected the Queen, to name the Maids of Honor — or, we be lieve, of love and beauty. This decree being an nounced, the Knights, with their Herald, rode up and again deployed before the judges, when the Knight of Aldenburg dismounted, and handing his bridle to his Esquire, knelt before Miss M. of Markham, and crowned her Queen. In quick succession the Knights of Avon, Rob Roy, and Roderick Dhu bowed lowly before Miss C. M. of Fauquier, Miss C. of Win chester, and Miss S. of Fredericksburg, as the selected Maids of Honor. Each lady replied with ease and fitly to the complimentary speeches of their respective knights. While this was being done, the echoes of the hills around were waked up by the trumpets of the musicians, and a most charming ex citement prevailed among all — unless we except, perhaps, the Knights who had failed in the contest, and the ladies to whom these Knights had vowed to do homage in case of success — for each Knight had knelt at his especial shrine that day, not excepting the turbaned representative of Ali Pacha. The sun was setting behind the hill which made the western boundary of the lists, just as the act of 38 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. coronation was finished — and so we might let the curtain drop upon them; but there was one incident that might have found fitting place even at the "pas sage of arms at Ashby."* During the contest, a horseman rode up in the full costume of an Indian chief, painted and feathered, and calling himself Hia watha. He rode an unbroken colt, without saddle or bridle ; and without noticing the music or the crowd, he uttered the war-cry of his race, and passing like a fiash along the line, he lifted the ring from its rest as if it were child's play, and continuing at full speed to the outer extremity of the plain, bounded over a high stone wall, and disappeared. This man of the forest, by the rules of the tournament, was not per mitted to select and crown the Queen of Love and Beauty, nor was it his wish to do so, as it seemed; but in the judgment of the bride, tribunal, or ladies '- court, and of all who looked upon that scene, no Christian Knight was ever more fully entitled than he to the highest honors of Chivalry. We have omitted much of this amusing spectacle, and incidents perhaps worthy of a place in the fore ground of the picture ; nor have we expatiated on the superb scenery of valley and mountain, embel lished by the fine mansion of Mr. INIarshall, (one of the sons of the late Chief Justice,) which looked over upon the field of the tournament ; nor of the sur passing beauty of the ladies, without whose smiles the gallant Knights would not have toiled for their spurs; — but we have said enough to show that "peace *Gen. Ashby. PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 39 hath its triumphs as well as war," and to inspire our ^lowland youth with an honest desire to emulate their highland brethren in feats of manhood. But we have neither time nor space to dwell longer among these pleasant associations and recollections of Virginia's Past, but must address our attention more immediately to other aspects of the General's charac ter. As a son, we shall speak of him only as con nected with his mother, having lost his father when only six years old. To his mother he was at all times as tender and gentle as a girl. Inheriting her love of books, he owed much of his taste and mental culture to her influence. A near relative and con temporary of Mrs. Ashby informs the writer that " Mrs. Ashby was a woman of decided character ; careless and indifferent to the ordinary matters of life, and rather negligent about business matters. She was fond of indulging her fine taste in dress, and indulged no less in a profuse and elegant hospitality. Very fond of flowers, in her day 'Rose Bank' was literally a bank of roses. Her conversational powers were remarkable ; possessed of strong nerves and of great self-control, she excelled in good sense and sound judgment." This was the mother of the man who in the provi dence of God was to throw such a lustre and halo of glory around the stars and bars of the Confederate banner. Tenderly did she watch over him, and suc cessfully did .she instil into his mind the love of truth. The peculiar tenderness and gentleness of his charac- 40 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. ter the writer has ascribed to the beautiful relations which he sustained to his mother and sisters. To wards his brother Richard there was a devotion rarely found among brothers, as we will see in the progress of this Memoir. James, his elder brother, had settled near Fredericksburg. Poor fellow ! just before the war began he fell a victim to disease, in February, 1861, not, however, before he had raised a company for the war, then imminent, of which he was chosen the Captain. Before his death he named Captain Wells as his successor. In the latter part of her life, Mrs. Ashby became a confirmed invalid, and it was very beautiful to see her son's little attentions to her in the sick-chamber, where, his sister, Mrs. Moncure, writes, "he was as gentle and kind as a lady." His mother had often told him when a boy, that he might live to be a man, but never a gentleman, without he cultivated every noble instinct within him. That mother lived long enough to see him a man in the fullest sense of the term, and yet a very gentle one. During her sickness it was thought that a jaunt to the White Sulphur Springs might benefit her. Turner was her escort, and never did a son evince a more tender consideration for a mother than he. His social character at this time was fully formed, and such was his courtesy and consideration for all, that few men ever lived in any community with more friends than he had in his own neighborhood. Tenaciously do the people of that section cling to his memory, and many a child in the Piedmont counties and Shenandoah Valley bears the PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 41 name of Turner Ashby. The people name their children after him. And if among the people gen erally he was a favorite, what shall be said of the relation which he sustained towards those possessing his fullest confidence and esteem — his intimate friends. The elderly gentlemen of his neighborhood, who used to call him " old man " when he was a boy, because he was so quiet in his manners, greatly admired and esteemed him, whilst by those more nearly his own age he was much beloved. They regarded him as the soul of honor. Kind, frank, generous, and brave as a lion when roused, he was ordinarily as gentle as a lamb. Time and the. mutations of human circumstances may and will make many changes around the Gen eral's home. The friends he loved will one by one pass silently away, yet in the memory of their chil dren's children the recollections of the private worth of General Ashby will be kept fresh and green. We have said that he was gentle ; but his was not the gentleness which could be mistaken for effeminacy. An incident will illustrate what is meant. In Feb ruary, 1861, he paid his sister and mother his last visit. As if " coming events cast their shadows be fore," he was uncommonly sad, — " so very sad," says his sister in a letter, " that one of my little boys, looking at him just after he had entered the room, cried out, ' Night, Mamma, Night ! ' I suppose his long black beard and sad countenance frightened the child. Turner smiled and held out his hand, saying, ' Come here, Richie, come here ! ' The little fellow ran up to 4* 42 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. him, and clasping him around the knees, exclaimed, 'No night now, Mamma ! '" The great partisan chief had smiled upon the child, and the night of alarm gave way to the sunlight of love and confidence. We have endeavored to show what the General's political opinions and views were; have glanced at those on the vexed question of slavery; have de scribed his social and domestic life, and it only re mains to speak of his moral and religious sentiments, and then we must hurry on ; for we are lingering too long amid the scenes of the soldier's private life, as the life of .one whose future, however luminous with military glory, was never so bright as to mar the pleasure of the appreciative reader in dwelling upon the story of the earlier years of the matchless Cavalier. To show how careful and prompt he was in pecu niary matters, Mr. W. B. B., a member of a leading mercantile firm in Winchester, Va., remarked to the writer, that, during the war, the General's servant, George, would frequently come to them for articles needed in camp, saying, Mass' Turner would be in town on such a day, and settle the bill. Mr. B. does not remeinber that in a single instance he was ever an hour behind his word ; but when the day came, the bill was paid, and this too by the officer in com mand of the outposts of the armv under the watchful eye of the energetic Stonewnll Jackson. This is a trifling incident in the life of a great man, but Turner Ashby was Turner Ashby in all things — sinall as well as great. On the skirmish line faitli- PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 43 ful, and amid the shock of battle as true to duty as he had ever shown himself in boyhood and earlier manhood. As to other features of his moral char acter, the writer, though daily and intimately asso ciated with him, never heard him use a blasphemous expression ; he never indulged in the lesser vices of smoking or chewing tobacco ; and whether at the mess-table, around the camp-fires, or at the head of the column on the march, the writer fails to remem ber a single instance in which a joke was told or an incident related which would have been looked upon as indelicate or improper in the presence of ladies. He was innately modest and refined in language and conversation. Previously to the war there was an opinion entertained by some that he was not at all times strictly temperate. It is apprehended that the exposure of the Bath campaign of '61 and '62 would have called out any lurking fondness which a man may have had for drink. The General then, as ever, exercised the most perfect temperance and moderation, never touching a drop when the intensity of the cold and exposure would not have justified any sane man in using what he was never known to abuse. He was in the fullest sense of the word a temperate man. In mild weather, and always when on light duty, he would pass weeks together without touching anything intoxicating, and this averment every member of his military family will fully sustain. As a moral man, then, we may say he was remarkable, and his morality withstood the manifold temptations of active, weari- 44 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. some, perplexing, and arduous campaigning which showed what a man was in every particular. The question may be asked, — and if these pages have been read by a skeptic in religious matters, doubt less the question has presented itself, — "If human nature, unaided by anything save mere morality, is capable of such admirable development, what need have we of the higher requirements of a Christian's creed?" The sister of the subject of this memoir shall indirectly, yet fully, answer the question. Says that sister: "Whilst he was never an open professor of faith in Christ, I believe he tried to serve Him from his youth up. Never from his childhood did I know him to retire without read ing some portion of Scripture, and I have good reason for believing that he kept it up to the day of his death." This is the testimony of a devoted sister, to whom, doubtless, he spoke freely upon all subjects, or as freely as his natural reserve would allow. In this connection it is proper to mention the fact that to the writer, as Chaplain of his command, he always afforded every facility in his power for re ligious services, and, unless away on duty, (for he rarely, if ever, left camp for another purpose,) he was regular in his attendance upon the service, and was one of the most attentive hearers to whom the writer ever preached the Gospel. His career in the field, so meteoric in its brilliancy, was one of such un paralleled activity, that few opportunities ever pre sented themselves for serious religious conversation. After a day's march, or his return from a recon- PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 45 noissance, the few hours before he sought necessary sleep were occupied in discussing the probable plans of the enemy, or in eliciting from some daring scout ing party information regarding their position, strength, or movements. Every energy of his mind and body seemed to be engaged in the arduous duties of his position. General Jackson relied implicitly upon him, and never did he vainly seek for informa tion. But the discharge of all the duties of the out post officer for the General in command left but little time for aught else. During his remarkably active military life, once, and once only, did the opportu nity for approaching him upon the subject of his soul's salvation seem to be propitious, and it was at once most willingly seized by the writer. It was while the body of his noble brother, Richard, lay a corpse under the hospitable roof of Col. George Washington, near Romney, Va., in the early part of the campaign of 1861. The General, in an upper chamber of the house, was pacing to and fro, indulging his silent but deep grief. He suddenly ceased to walk the floor, and began to tell of the noble qualities of his dead hero-brother; as he spoke of his lofty courage and prowess, his eye seemed to gleam with the fierce light of the battle-fiame ; but when he spoke of the blow as affecting his invalid mother, how it would crush her heart, his voice faltered, and he wept bitterly. Then he spoke of another, — and tenderly did he refer to her, his brother's widow-betrothed, and deeply did he sympathize with her in her saddest of all bereave ments. Then it was that his attention was directed 46 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. to the joys of Heaven, and the utter emptiness of all earth's pleasures compared to them. He was silent and attentive, and in the conversation which fol lowed, short and categorical as his natural reserve made it, the opinion fastened itself upon the writer's mind, that this was one of those cases in which often times the noblest natures shrink from expressing full confidence in the hope of pardon and peace. He seemed afraid to make an open profession of religion, lest, from his inconsistency, " offences might come to the cause of Christ." More than five years have elapsed since that time, but the writer has become more and more fully confirmed in the opinion then formed, that the General would have made an open profession of religion at that time but for his great reserve of character and the constant demands upon his mind and attention by the pressing duties of his daily life; for time was scarcely allowed him to master his great grief, before the booming cannon of the First Manassas called him away from his brother's grave, to fight that foe who had been taught, in Richard Ashby's death, how a brave man dies. The Avriter has endeavored to describe the social, political, moral, and religious character of General Ashby. His personal appearance, when not on horse back, cannot be said to have been peculiarly striking. He was of medium stature, about five feet eight inches in height, usually weighed about one hundred and thirty-five pounds, and had not an ounce of sur plus flesh. For one of his size, he was very strong and muscular, and as active and agile as an Indian PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. 47 hunter, to whom, indeed, he was not unlike in other respects, for th'e members of his military family will long remember his solitary figure sitting in moody silence beside the smouldering camp-fire, watching its dying embers, whilst his restless brain was bu,sy with the memories of his own Past, or thoughts of his country's Future. He had a deep-set, rich, dark- brown eye, full of expression, and, at times, of ten derness. His mouth, as much as you could see of it for his superb beard, was indicative of great firm ness and decision ; but when he smiled, you saw at once that he was not a stranger to gentleness. A brother officer once remarked that his smile was rather that of woman than man. His beard, as has been observed, was really superb, very black, and worn unusually long, so long, indeed, that, when his horse was in rapid motion, the beard of the rider and mane of the steed actually mingled ; so that the poet's allusion to this fact was no mere poetic license, when he said, apostrophizing this lamented cavalier, " The mane upon thy charger's crest. The raven beard upon thy breast, No more shall mingle lock with look. Like streamers in the battle-shock." Yes ; one must have seen him mounted upon his superb charger, to have been fully impressed with what he was and what he could do. Ashby, repre sented at the head of the column in a charge, raising himself in his stirrups, waving his sabre, leading his men on to victory, ringing out his well-known battle- 48 PARENTAGE AND EARLY LIFE. cry, " Follow me ! Follow me ! " would make a coat- of-arms more acceptable to the people of Virginia than any other, save that which he loved far above all other heraldry, — '^ Sie semper Tyrannis!" For, whatever he may have been, whatever he may not have been, this he was, and in the full sense in which he understood the term, — a Virginian. Sheridan (not P. H., Jr., but Richard Brinsley) once said : " Too late I stayed, forgive the crime. Unheeded passed the hours ; For noiseless falls the foot of Time Which only treads on flowers." The writer loves to dwell upon the character of Ashby. To him it will be a lifelong pleasure to have known him intimately and in private ; for not every man whom the world calls great can afford an intimate knowledge of his inner life. Not so was it with Ashby. But Time, near at hand, bore him rapidly along to other scenes than those of either holiday parade or mimic battle, and we must follow him. Destiny beckoned him onward, and we must see whither and how. CHAPTER II, THE JOHN BROWN RAID, THE fall of 1859 found the subject ofthis memoir, then simply Turner Ashby (citizen), in the enjoy ment ofthe pleasures of his quiet mountain home, little dreaming that, before the snows of the approaching winter should yield to the warmth of a vernal sun, the mists which veiled his future would gradually rise, and he would have a partial view of what lay before him. But his character was formed ; his con stitution was vigorous, the result of habitual exercise in the open air and his love for manly sports ; about thirty-one years of age, in the very prime of his man hood, we can say that he was ready for his Future. The people of the Shenandoah Valley, that beau tiful section of Virginia, her pride and boast and the admiration of the Western Continent, were in the full enjoyment of their bright and bracing autumnal days. The whole Valley, from tragic Harper's Ferry to quiet Salem, lay a very Eden in its loveliness. The fields were standing thick with shocks of corn, or were dotted with herds of sleek cattle and flocks of quiet sheep. Mountains, whose ravines have since thrown back the sounds of murderous cannon with their wide-mouthed echoes, were gorgeous with their 5 (49) 50 TRE JOHN BROWN RAID. masses of foliage just tinged by the early frost. Her beautiful homes, the abodes of hospitality and good cheer, were filled with joyous and happy inmates, not with maidens or matrons prematurely old, wear ing the weeds of a people's sorrow. A great sorrow had not then overclouded this stadium of Glory, but they who were so soon to sweep along it in the lurid light of battle, were now happy in the enjoyment of the greatest of civil blessings, honorable Peace. Her people, primitive and simple in their tastes, had learned, long before, the primary duty of good citizenship, obedience to Law and rightfully- constituted Authority. Education, as the hand maiden of Religion, was rapidly doing its work of social and moral elevation. Industry and Art were gladly contributing their quota of happiness ; and, in fine, the whole Valley was eminently peaceful and contented. And the pictures of peaceful repose here drawn, as then seen in the Shenandoah Valley, were multiplied as you cast your eyes over any portion of the magnificent domain of the South, whether your view embraced the valley of the Guadaloupe, or those in which the sons of Kentucky were busied with industrial cares. Peace, profound peace, reigned over this happy land, when, — unheralded save by the loud slogan of a vindictive and jealous fanaticism, ruling in the halls of Congress, and caught up and re echoed in Faneuil Hall, — about half-past ten o'clock, Sunday night, 17th October, 1859, John Brown crossed the Potomac river, at Harper's Ferry, into this untroubled Paradise. It is not the purpose of THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 51 the writer to enter into details, telling fully "of those angry drops of blood, so portentous of the coming storm." The sunlight of History has already shone upon them, and beyond we have seen no bow of Peace, but the bloody, brutal butcher's knife. It is simply his purpose to mark such facts and features in the history of this nefarious raid as fastened them selves upon the mind of Turner Ashby, and left their impress upon his views for life. Often has Ashby been heard to say that "the war began not at Sum ter, but at Harper's Ferry;" not by South Carolina, but by John Brown and the band of zealots who, either with money or Sharp's rifles, were hounding him on against the liberty of the South. In his view, the main features of the case were these : A cavalier by birth, association, and education, he in stantly recognized, in the motives actuating and con trolling John Brown and his associates in this insur rection, the same spirit which moved the hearts and inflamed the passions of those who, under the lead of Cromwell, had banded themselves together against the rightfully-constituted authorities of England, more than two hundred years before the word aboli tionism had been engrafted upon the political nomen clature of any country. The fact of "a grand radical convention" held by the conspirators at Chatham, Canada West, May 8, 1868; what was there done; the revolutionary and incendiary character of the "Provisional Constitution and Ordinances for the People of the United States," agreed upon by those then and there in solemn and sanctimonious conclave 52 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. savagely assembled; all this may not have been known by him, who lived remote from the " Hub of Civilization." But this much the young Virginian did know : that for a long time a large number of that people who sympathized with this rebellion had been fully and servilely subjugated by a class of ideas which they dignified with the name of principles. He well knew that the Juggernautic Car of Puritan ism was daily crushing out the life-blood of that people so boastful, of their liberty. He had not been an idle spectator of the terrible scenes which will ever disgrace the annals of American History, perpetuat ing the wrongs endured by those of his own kith and kin, in the insults offered to them, and their blood shed upon Kansas' dark borders. Of these facts he was not unmindful ; and, though at first startled by the clap of thunder presaging the storm, as soon as the first feelings of surprise were over, he remembered that the heavy mists of politico-religious error, bigo try, and social jealousy had been slowly yet surely settling upon the minds and hearts of thousands in the North ; he remembered that the deadly exhala tions of Puritanism were rising around and above many a New-England roof-tree; and he ceased to be surprised, and silently bent all his energies to the duty of the hour — the vindication of his Mother's honor, then assailed for the first time in a proud his tory ranging back many years before the Compact of States was formed. Her sovereignty assailed and imperilled, he must hurry away to the rescue. Turner Ashby could not have done otherwise. THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 53 What John Brown's exact plans were seems never to have been fully known, but enough soon developed itself to warrant the assertion that had he, upon touching the border of Virginia on that ill-starred night in October, fiung to the breeze his banner, in scribed in letters of blood with. Arson, Plunder, and Murder, his mission would have been no less fully understood by the inhabitants of that quiet old Com monwealth, than is that of the savage Indian, whose war-whoop is the death-knell of whole families to the settlers on the western frontier; or that more recent exponent of pseudo-progress, "Booty and Beauty," which was put into the mouths of those fighting for liberty, by the faithful teachers of the " Martyr's " school. John Brown, as commander of this advance guard of Abolitionism, numbering, as has been variously estimated, some ten or a dozen whites with a few unfortunate negroes who had been duped into this mad foray for liberty, proceeded with "military method." He arrested the watchmen guarding the railroad-bridge over the Potomac, and immediately occupied the Armory and Arsenal. Cook, one of the conspirators, had formerly lived in Harper's Ferry, and availing himself of the means offered by the unsuspicious hospitality of the people, had made ' himSelf intimately acquainted with tKe neighborhood. Brown turned this knowledge to ac count by dispatching him with a small squad to the neighboring estates, to capture their proprietors and raise recruits among the blacks thereupon. Mr. Lewis Washington, as a fitting return for former 5* 54 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. hospitality to this ungrateful fanatic, was the first prisoner made by him. The capture was not con fined to the person of Mr. Washington; his watch also was appropriated by some of the party, — a faith ful comment on the peculiar character of Puritanical education. This and similar captures having been made. Cook retired with his train to Harper's Ferry, and, turning over his prisoners to his superior officer, returned with his plunder to Kennedy's house, which had been their place of rendezvous previously to this hapless sally in behalf of freedom. Brown's pickets were busily employed in arresting all who were likely to oppose his benign sway. These arrests were very numerous, and the prisoners were placed in the en gine-house of the Armory. At the Hall rifle works, on the Shenandoah, about half a mile from Head quarters, Kagi, the "Secretary of War," had been placed, by order of the Commander in Chief, with one of the grand divisions, numbering some six or seven men, mostly negroes. This disposition of forces being made. Brown seemed to be waiting for reinforcements in the shape of an imaginary corps of insurrectionary blacks. But in this he was disappointed. Instead of reinforce ments for the doomed raider, the yeomanry of the Valley, at first incredulous as to what had occurred at the Ferry, began to rise to the vindication of the insulted majesty of the State. All sorts of rumors were afloat. Some said that it was a strike of the Government workmen for higher wages, others thought the stir and excitement resulted from the THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 55 arrest of some rascally contractors, employed in building a dam across the Potomac, who had run away with a large sum of money advanced them by the general Government. But the popular mind of the Lower Valley was soon alive to the fact that the confusion within their borders resulted from no strike for higher wages, but a blow struck at their liberties by the disciples of the Higher-Law school ; not from the arrest of absconding contractors, but that of quiet law-abiding citizens under the sanctity of their own roofs, in the dead hour of the night, and that too, not by the army of the State or general Government, but by the bloody hands of politico-religious fanati cism. The country, far and near, was soon ablaze with excitement. Men of every condition, for miles round, hastened to the scene of interest, in many cases not waiting for even the most incomplete mili tary organization, but taking their places with the first squad of men moving to the spot. The move ment to suppress this miniature rebellion seemed, somehow, to take on form and efficiency ; and before the prompt action of the authorities at Washington had been announced by the arrival of regular troops, the fate of John Brown and his party was sealed. Companies of volunteers from Winchester had ar rived ; Jefferson County had furnished many brave spirits ready to do and dare anything the occasion demanded ; indeed, every section of the lower Valley was fully represented in men, imperfectly armed in all respects save that of nerve for duty. The gov ernment troops, a company of the Marine Corps, 56 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. were under the immediate command of Lt. Green, but the control of the whole movement was commit ted to the trusty hands of Col. Robert E. Lee. Pending these preparations, bloody scenes were en acted. The Mayor of Harper's Ferry, Mr. Beckham, thinking that his gray hairs and unarmed appearance would protect him, advanced toward the engine- house whither Brown had retreated, in the hope that, as the head of the municipal authority, he might be able to stay the tide of violence and bloodshed by the suggestions of wise counsel. But as he was pro ceeding on his errand of duty and law he fell dead, struck by a bullet fired by one of the Brown party. Shortly after the citizens captured one of the raiders named Thompson. So infuriated were the friends of Beckham, that, in " spite of the protests and exhorta tions of the bystanders, they dragged Thompson out upon the bridge, killed him, and threw his body into the river." Meanwhile the news had flashed over the whole land. Pennsylvania kindly made a tender of troops to the Governor of Virginia, as had nearly all of the Southern States; but the only troops pres ent, other than Virginians and United States Marines, were the companies from Baltimore. Besides the companies from Frederick City, there were present the Baltimore City Guards ; the Independant Grays, commanded by Captain I. Lyle Clark, who bore him self gallantly through the Confederate struggle ; the Law Grays, Captain Bowers ; the Lafayette Guards, commanded by the lamented Captain Wm. D. Brown, who nobly yielded up his life at Gettysburg. The THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 57 whole were commanded by Brigadier-Gen. Egerton, and attended by J. R. W. Dunbar, M.D., as Surgeon. Frequently, before any decisive action was taken by Col. Lee, the Virginians, in their excitement and fierce indignation, importuned this officer to allow them to storm the engine-house; but the Colonel, de clining their services for an assault, ordered Lt. Green to communicate with the insurgents and demand their surrender. This was refused except on such terms as were not thought due to malefactors. Orders were now given to storm the house, the doors of which were strongly barricaded. After an ineffectual effort to break them open with sledge-hammers, they yielded to the strokes of a ladder used as a battering ram. This was not effected without loss, for the insurgents, firing upon the advancing troops, killed one of the Marines. The next moment the gap widened and the Marines poured in. As Lt. Green entered the door, a voice cried, " I surrender." Brown said, " One man sur renders, give him quarter," and at the same time fired his own gun. Instantly Green's sword de scended, and the desperate outlaw lay stunned and bleeding. Kagi, with his "Corps d' Afrique," after drawing upon himself the fire of the Virginia rifie men, ignomlniously fled, and made good his escape by concealing himself for some time in the house of some sympathizer in the town. Cook was not so fortunate, for when the number of prisoners was as certained, he was found among them. The capture having been made upon soil in the temporary pos session of the United States, the question arose 58 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. whether the prisoners were to be tried by a Federal or State Court. It is not recollected upon what au thority the decision was made, but they were turned over to the State of Virginia, and sent on to Charles town, the county-seat of Jefferson, where they were safely lodged in the county jail. The raid and its suppression involved but a few hours altogether. Before the stirring news had reached Gov. Wise at Richmond, before even the quiet of Ashby's Piedmont home was broken in upon by the stories of "murder and battle" which rumor had carried across the mountains, John Brown's day dream of empire and power was well nigh over. Upon the very first intimation of what had occurred, young Ashby mounted his horse and "collecting a company of mounted men, rode incessantly, day and night,, until he reached that border now so intimately associated in its incidents of war with his unfading glory." He reached Charlestown late at night, and after ascertaining exactly what had been done, sought food and shelter for his tired men and horses. Next morning, 20th of October, upon reporting himself to the commanding officer, he entered upon that round of duty in whioh he elicited the commendation of his superior officers and the admiration of all who saw him. An officer, who from fidelity to the Confeder ate cause stood high ou the roll of honor, remarks of Ashby, as he saw him at the "John Brown raid": "Among the dashing cavaliers who, glowing with martial ardor and a romantic attachment to their na tive State, responded to the call to arms, Turner THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 59 Ashby was foremost. He came to war as to a feast, and seemed elevated and transformed from the quiet person he was in business into an active, vigilant, and energetic being, under the infiuence of new duties and new scenes. His knightly mien and superb horsemanship attracted the notice, and excited the admiration of all, while his calm demeanor and gen tle manners quite won their hearts." The glittering pageantry of holiday parade, which stirred the ma jority with the mere sentiment of glory, excited more serious emotions in the prophetic soul of Ashby. Like the war-horse of Job, he "snuffed the battle from afar," and saw in the harmless show around him the opening scenes of a bloody period, and the promise of a grand theatre of action. Such was General Turner Ashby as he appeared to the eye of a soldier, when as a Captain of cavalry he made his first im pression as a military man. We may say truly that the beginning was a favorable one. When this generation has passed away, and oral traditions have become dim and misty, the curious student of this part of Virginia's history may desire to know why it was necessary to keep around this poor, old weak traitor such a military force as then rapidly assembled in and around the county-seat of Jefferson. " What need was there of increasing the indebtedness of the State by calling out so many men to guard a small party of bad men in the hands of the law?" Had there not been many men at the North like John Brown ; nay, had not Gov. Wise known that there were many even worse than 60 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. this, their miserable tool, — men who were using all the power and influence of their positions of public honor and trust to effect the very end dear to the heart of this captive insurrectionist; had he not known that there was much actual sympathy ex tended to John Brown by the rapidly growing Abolition party at the North ; the seemingly prodigal expenditure of Virginia's money would have been unwarrantable on the part of her Governor. But the press of the North gave out no uncertain sound. There were a few noble exceptions, but many more instances in which there was a trimming of sails to catch the veering breeze of popular favor. The careful reader could well understand that beneath the ambiguous style in which many of their leaders were written lay the expression of much sympathy for "the martyr," while some of the articles were plainly declarative of perfect accord with his designs. Ru mors, by no means groundless, reached the Executive ear of armed intervention and the rescue of Brown. Letters, written in cipher, were received from per sons at the North, warning the people against the sin ister designs of Brown's friends, and the whole South was kept in a state of feverish excitement through out the winter of '59-'60. But if the Governor of Virginia was warranted in retaining a large force on the Potomac border from the probable danger of an- attempt at rescuing the malefactors, this was far from being the only motive actuating this far-seeing Vir ginian. With Ashby and many others. Gov. Wise believed the outbreak at Harper's Ferry to be but the THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 61 mere skirmish between the advance guards of the two great sections which were becoming every day more and more embittered against each other. It was his duty, therefore, both as a statesman and patriot, to make every effort to place Virginia in a proper condition to meet the threatening future. He believed, much as he deprecated war, that it was im minent, indeed inevitable. One of the objects, there fore, to be accomplished by this concentration of troops was the diffusion of a military spirit throughout the State. Nearly every section was represented by the volunteers whose services had been accepted by the Governor. The men of Southwestern Virginia were there, mingling and interchanging opinions with their brothers of the tide-water and Piedmont regions, and it was a matter of felicitation among them to -find that their views were similar, "and that they were all imbued with a romantic devotion for the honor and dignity of their mother State." The Governor would accept the services of a company from Floyd county, keep them on duty for a few weeks, and then sending them home, would replace them by a company from the south side of the James. Thus he endeavored to bring the men from each sec tion into the field long enough for them to be fully imbued with the military spirit prevailing around the camp-fires of the lower Valley. There was one organization there which will be regarded with special interest. The corps of Cadets from the Military In-stitute, under the command of Major T. J. (Stonewall) Jackson. Here, for the first time, 6 62 THE JOHN BRO WN RAID. Jackson and Ashby met. The writer has often heard General Ashby speak of the bearing of General Jackson on that occasion, predicting for the then Brigadier-General something of that deathless fame which they both lived long enough to achieve. One of the happy results of thus calling together the troops of the State, was realized in the generous and healthful rivalry which sprang up between them, in all the details of drill and other soldierly qualities. An eye-witness thus describes this scene : "Among the gay and animated groups which con tinually filled the streets of Charlestown, representa tives of all classes and from all parts of the State might have been seen. Each company disported the uniform of its fancy, and all the colors of the rain bow shone out resplendent in the various costumes which met the eye. There might have been seen the modest gray uniform of the Richmond Volunteers mingled with the cerulean blue of those from Alex andria, the glaring buff and yellow of the Valley Continentals, and the indescribably gorgeous crimson of the Southwestern men. In many corps, each gentleman selected his own uniform, and while all seemed affected with a contempt for their citizen's clothes, rarely more than two agreed in the selection of the colors of their military dress. Some wore slouched hats, some military caps, and some stove pipe beavers of the latest style. It was a merry gathering, and every one was as gay and happy as a lark. They talked of war as a pastime, and seemed to think it was a glorious thing. While some talked THE JOHN BROWN RAID. 03 of war and politics, others devoted themselves to the ladies. The plumed cavalier, with his jingling spurs and rattling sabre, vied with the gaily decorated in fantry man in the hotels and parlors of the village. The slightest incident while 'out on duty' served for the basis of a thrilling narrative; and often one could see some ardent captain exciting the liveliest sympathy of some tender-hearted damsel with the eloquent account of the horrors of a sleepless night or rainy day." But amid this assemblage of citizen-soldiery were two who were never idle, but appeared fully occupied with the duties of their respective positions. IMajor Jackson seemed to think that much in practical evolu tions still remained unmastered by his corps of Cadets. He was untiring in his efforts to impart to them that perfection in drill and in other duties of a soldier, with whicii he afterwards impressed that splendid army corps in the A. N. V., which by the inspira tion of his genius he made weUnigh immortal. Nor was Ashby ever idle : though a favorite in society, his only care and pleasure seemed to be to acquaint himself with his duty as a soldier and to perform it. As it was not known what night a body of armed men might cross, there was a regular chain of pickets along the Potomac. This duty devolved upon Capt. Ashby, and here it was that he familiarized himself with the physical outlines of that region destined to be the theatre of some of his most valuable services and brilliant exploits. At this period of their com parative obscurity, when they were passed by ia 64 THE JOHN BROWN RAID. looking for those who were thought likely to "read their history in a nation's eyes," Jackson and Ashby seemed to recognize each other as joint heirs of mili tary glory and renown. The writer, in the Fall of 1861, when expressing the pleasure with which the Ashby command would hail him as General in com mand of the Shenandoah district, well remembers General Jackson's peculiar kindness of manner when he said, "I knew Col. Ashby at the John Brown raid." At this period began that relation of confi dence and esteem which continued to strengthen daily, until both fell in that path of duty along which they were now taking their first firm strides together. But the reader need be no longer detained by the passages of Ashby's life as connected with this raid. Suffice it to say that Brown, after a patient and impartial trial, was convicted, condemned, and executed, and that his accomplices shared his fate. The honor of Virginia having been vindicated, and her necessities making no further demand upon the services of the young Virginian, Ashby disappeared for a while from the Valley, and repaired to Wolf's Crag. Shortly after his return home he was gratified at receiving from his company a handsome dress-sword and beau tiful service of silver, " in testimony of the admira tion and love they bore him." CHAPTER III. SECESSION, AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. TN January, 1860, Capt. Ashby returned from the -'- John Brown raid, and ohce more betook himself to the peaceful duties of home. His neighbors, how ever, remarked upon the great change which had come upon him during his few months' of military life in the Valley. One of them speaking of him as he then appeared, says : " From this time he be came more grave and thoughtful. His thoughts were of the perils that threatened his country." Yes, he was more grave and thoughtful, and why? Who knows what passed between Jackson and Ashby at Charlestown, when guarding Virginia against the invasion then threatened? Is it too great a tax upon the credulity of any to believe that when these two great spirits met, they communed freely on that subject of deep and common anxiety, the state of their country, present and future? As we think of it, we can p,lmost see the pale face and unbending form of Jackson, as he, shaking off his natural re serve, for once spoke freely to him whom he then learned to trust and esteem; while Ashby's eyes would light up with excitement as he heard how they would go to battle together, in the event of Radical ism overriding that Magna Charta of American 6 * (65) 66 SECESSION, liberty — the Constitution. We have seen those faces since, when the hurricane of war did burst in full force and fury, and can well believe that the eyes which so carefully marked every movement of the wheeling squadrons, did not fail in scanning the po litical horizon of their country, to take in the cloud, already "far larger than a man's hand, and red with blood." But be this as it may; one thing is certain, Turner Ashby was a changed man. With him no longer was " The cock's shrill clarion or the echoing horn " the signal for meeting his young companions for a day's sport among the mountains. There were no more fox-hunts for them. The hilarity and pleasures of Diana's peaceful sway began to disappear before the anticipated approach of Mars. There were but few holidays in the South after the Christmas of 1860; that is, few of that class so strikingly charac teristic of her people. However, if there were no fox-hunts among the young gentlemen of the Pied mont estates, there were gatherings far different. Horses and riders were there, but the mellow notes of the hunting-song were no longer wafted by the breeze to the listening ear of the mountain maid. No winding horn told of the hunter's approach to his home and served as a signal for the evening meal. No ! no ! The war spirit of the country is aroused, and yonder group of horsemen are not discussing field sports, or the contents of a late number of the AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 67 Amertcan Farmer, but the mysteries of the well-worn work on Military Tactics or the latest news from Washington city. Men are growing desirous to know, not how to cultivate, but how to defend their soil. And will we wonder at this desire, or be sur prised upon approaching some group assembled for drill to find Captain Ashby among them, when we advert for a moment to what took place during John Brown's imprisonment and thereafter. The mails from the West told that on the day set apart for the vindication of the law of the land by the execution of this infamous malefactor, one of the circuit court judges, for the State of Ohio, made from a part of Virginia's princely gift of territory to the General Government, unable from grief to proceed with his duties, had adjourned his court in deference to John Brown the "Martyr." This was no insignificant item of intelligence to the Southern mind, for it indi cated clearly the drift of popular sympathy; for ne cessarily, to a greater or less degree, under the system of an elective judiciary, that Ohio judge on this oc casion must have acted not only for himself but in deference to a set of opinions then rapidly gaining ground in the upper part of the great valley of the Mississippi. Nor was this all. While Brown was in prison, the people of Charlestown were one morn ing surprised to find among them a judge of the cir cuit court of Massachusetts, who had come all the way from Boston to look after the martyr's interests. It is true that this representative of the New Eng land judiciary did not come to rescue the state 68 SECESSION, prisoner from the custody of the law; this his pro fessional spirit may have forbidden. But he did what was worse. He came down from his position on the Bench, and compounding with his conscience, offereii violence to the Moral law of the Christian world in thus giving social aid and comfort to a malefactor on trial for his life. His wife gave evidence of her in dustry and sympathy, meanwhile, by darning the "Martyr's" stockings. These facts are well remem bered by the members of the Charlestown bar. Ex pressions of popular feeling and sympathy such as these were not without their influence upon the opin ions and actions of the Southern people. They were forced to the conclusion that the Harper's Ferry re bellion found many and ardent sympathizers in the North, who were only restrained by the strong arm of the General Government from sending reinforcements to their advance guard as soon as it had seized upon the Armory and Arsenal. Capt. Ashby, though unable to read his country's history in the lights of expanded statesmanship, real ized the peculiar peril of the hour, and it is not won derful that, as a Virginian, with a patriotism which rose above the level of a mere sentiment, he should cling- .to the revolutionary traditions of his country, so richly embellished by a Henry, a Morgan, the Lees, and one who towered above them all, George Washington, no less than by an Otis, a Green, a War ren, and the Clintons. He loved the whole country; but while his heart went out in love and admiration for the whole, Virginia obtained from him, while he AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 69 lived, what she now offers him, though dead, — undy ing love. The eventful Winter of 1859-60 gradually melted away, and Spring with its flowers was upon the land once more. The planters of the whole South, with their peaceful and contented slaves, were busy in pre paring their fields for the intended crops. But wher ever you turned, the plough-share of anxious care had left its furrows deep and wide upon the popular heart. All were feverish and excited. They seemingly be gan, for the first time, to take in the danger of the situation in its fearful proportions ; and the wonder is that a people, whose hearts were so deeply stirred, were able fully to command themselves, and leave the settlement of the question to the decision, not of the sword, but of the ballot-box. Unfortunate for the wellbeing of this and other generations was it, that, in the midst of so much deep feeling and excitement, the Presidential election should have come around; for in times of profoundest peace, the people of the United States had become so much interested in party issues, that not unfrequently the whole country had been wildly excited from centre to circumference. But now the stimulating influences of a Presidential election, and the presentation to the popular eye, by those expert in the art, of well-drawn pictures of sectional prejudices and wrongs, seemed likely to stir up a tempest which would drive the ship of state far away from her safe moorings out upon the stormy sea of revolution. — "Just before the several conven tions met in the Summer of 1860, to bring out their 70 SECESSION, respective candidates for the Presidency, Capt. Ashby was enjoying the society of an o]A and cherished friend. General L. Armstead, under the hospitable roof of 'Wolf's Crag.' The conversation turned upon the situation of the country. Capt. Ashby spoke of the danger of a disruption of the Union, and consequent war. General Armstead, then Major Armstead of U. S. A., listened for some time in si lence ; then, suddenly starting up, exclaimed, ' Turner, do not talk so ; I know but one country and one flag. Let me sing you a song and drive away your gloom ;' and then sang 'The Star-Spangled Banner,' Capt. Ashby joining in heartily. Yet despite his love for the flag, when the choice was presented to Maj. Arm stead of fighting under that fiag for the oppression of his native State, or of sharing her dangers and privations, he did not hesitate, and sealed his choice with his life's blood, whilst gallantly leading his Brigade on the Heights of Gettysburg." — This ex tract from a paper, prepared by one of Capt. Ashby's friends and neighbors, who stood high in his confi dence and affection, clearly shows what his views then were. We will now turn to the last Presidential election in the United States, for, as yet, though war has done its work, there are many seats in both houses of Con gress which seem likely to be vacant for years to come. The reader must endeavor to bear in mind that the troublous times upon which we have fallen resulted from no sudden development of success on the part of Abolitionism. Like the avalanche which AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 71 at first moves slowly, the Black Republican party, which now sways the destinies of millions, was for some time weak in resources and contemptible in pro portions, but year after year has it continued to gather strength and energy, until it would seem that it will sweep everything before it, while the only hope of rescue from its baneful influences is in those very proportions which seemingly constitute its great strength. Many illustrations of the trite adage that "Honesty is the best policy" are afforded by the his tory of our race, but never perhaps a more striking one than that which forces itself upon the mind when reading the history of the Democratic party in the convention which met in Cincinnati in 1856. In making the platform upon which those differing upon the question of slavery in the Territories might all stand, and in the ambiguous terms in which were expressed their views upon the Kansas Nebraska Bill, this great party overreached itself and paved the way for its own downfall. Though for the time success ful and enabled to elect Mr. Buchanan, yet the double interpretation of Avhich this platform was susceptible, caused a division in their ranks which resulted in two rival tickets in the summer of 1860. As Sampson toying with Delilah was shorn of his locks, so the Democratic party, unwisely tampering with sectionalism in its worst form, lost its prestige and power. The delegates which met in Charleston, S. C, could not agree upon a platform. Ambiguity had had its day, and as men grow honest in death, so was it in the latter days of the Democratic party. 72 SECESSION, The points of difference, honestly stated in the Char leston Convention, showed that there was no hope for the middle way of compromise. Richardson, of Illinois, held to the Northern interpretation of " Squatter Sovereignty." W. L. Yancey, of Alabama, urged that the Southern people should not be called upon to vote for a candidate who did not stand upon the platform which denied Territories the right to interfere with the question of slavery at all, and insisted that they must first come into the Union as Sovereign States before they could be clothed with power to mould their organic law in favor of or against slave labor. Thus widely differing, the Con vention, " agreeing to disagree," found an early grave for that organization which had been the most power ful of the land since the golden days of Andrew Jackson, — the Grand National Democratic Party, — and thus made way for the success of Black Republi canism. The Charleston convention resulted in the nomination of Senator Douglas by the Squatter Sov ereignty wing, and that of the Hon. John C. Breckin ridge by those of the State-Rights school. Captain Ashby saw that this division must end in the discom fiture of the Democratic party, and turned his eyes to the banner on which was inscribed, "The Conr stitution, the Union, and the Enforcement of the Laws," as it was borne over the land in the hands of Bell and Everett. The Anti-slavery party, patched up of the odds and ends of all the other parties of the North and Northwest, met in Chicago, and nominated Abraham Lincoln. The whole country AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 73 was now ablaze with excitement. The well turned periods and strong logic with which Douglas made even weak premises seem wellnigh unanswerable, were listened to by the Alabama planters, while Yancey's eloquence found willing auditors in the city of New York. A friend of Captain Ashby's informed the writer that, pending this campaign, " he bent all his energies to affect the election of Bell and Everett, plainly seeing that a Conservative, National Presi dent must be elected, or dissension and war would ensue." He knew that no great numbers of Southern Democrats would vote for Douglas, and that the few Northern Democrats who could be induced to vote for Breckinridge could not materially affect the result. Of one thing he was morally certain, that no one in the South would support Lincoln, and thus, as day after day passed, and November approached, his hopes of success beat warm and high. But he was doomed to disappointment. The election was over, and Lin coln, failing to receive the majority of all the votes cast by much more than half a million, had been elected under the Plurality rule. As soon as the election of Lincoln was announced. Captain Ashby, sharing the general gloom which oppressed every Southern heart, remarked to a friend who had voted the same ticket, " If war ensue, we will have the consolation of know ing that we have done all in our power to avert it." Earnest as he was in the conscientious discharge of what he believed to be his duty, and deep as were his regrets at the triumph of Sectionalism, he even then did not despair. He did not think that the mere 74 SECESSION, election of Mr. Lincoln was a sufficient ground for the dissolution of the Union, while he was frank enough to say that, though the constitutionality of secession was a debatable question, he was far from approving of the action of South Carolina, when on the 20th December, 1860, she severed the tie which bound her to the Compact of States, and reassumed ' the powers she had delegated to the General Govern ment. When Virginia was called upon to say through her convention how she would act in this critical con juncture, he voted for Hon. R. E. Scott and John Q. Marr as members of that Convention, both of whom expressed the opinion that Virginia, who had given so vast a territory (on> the sole condition that not more than five States should be made out of it) to help the Gerieral Government, a Marshall to the Judiciary, and a Washington to the Presidency, to aid and guide the then feeble Republic, might still be able to save the child of her fostering care, now grown to the proportions and strength of a giant, from rush ing upon certain destruction. In all that Robert E. Scott and those who acted with him were able to do in that convention, — in the sending of Peace-com missioners to Washington to induce Mr. Lincoln to refrain from any act which would precipitate war, — they met with the hearty approval of Captain Ashby. Mr. Scott, with a moral courage only equalled by his dispassionate love of the Union, urged Mr. Lincoln " to give the South some guaranty that he did not intend to interfere with their property or political rights." History will yet write the failure of this AND ASHBY' S PART IN IT. 75 Commission among the most painful instances of patriotism foiled by fanaticism. The Conservative party of Virginia having failed to realize their hopes of peace through the commis sion which went to Washington, an effort to avert the civil war, then imminent, was made through the Border State Convention. It was hoped that what one Commonwealth had failed to effect might be accomplished by the associated Border States. The anxious eye of Ashby now turned to that Conven tion. Its inability to secure the rights of the States and the Union is well known. The moral argument completely exhausted, every means in her power fully but vainly tried, Virginia, realizing that no other course was left her whereby she could maintain her ancestral honor, on the 17th of April, 1861, joined hands with her Southern sisters, and referred all to the arbitrament of the sword. It must not be for gotten that this was not before, but three days after Mr. Lincoln had issued his Proclamation of the 14th of April, 1861, in which he declared South Carolina to be in a state of war, and called upon the other States to furnish seventy-five thousand men to force her back into the Union of " willing hearts." The action of Virginia met with the full approval of him upon whom her posterity will ever look with pride and admiration. Whilst the young Virginian was far from concurring with the views which prevailed in the Gulf States, — whilst he could never be looked upon as a Secessionist in the ordinary acceptation of the term, — he was ever kind in his expressions of 76 SECESSION, opinion of that great party which was largely in the ascendant in the majority of the Southern States. He could well understand how it was that the moral effect of such teachings as emanated from the schools of Northern politicians, the continuous ringing in the Southern ear of ominous threats by the spokes men of the believers in "Higher Law" and "Irre pressible Confiict," should have deadened it to the exciting strains of Yankee Doodle ; that the frenzy of the zealot Sumner, and the studied phrases of the modern Macchiavelli, should have served to widen rather than close the breach in the wall of loving hearts which once fortified the Constitution and the Union. None knew better than he the peculiar organization of the Southern people, their love of liberty, and their utter contempt for the cant and hypocrisy which entered so largely into the structure and sentiment of their sectional speeches, called in the language of that day " admirable defences of the Union," but which were in very truth nothing more than goads driving a noble people to desperation. He did not pretend to be competent to the task of deciding upon the constitutionality of Secession, for, as he expressed himself on this point, he "found the purest and the best of Southern statesmen differing upon its merits." In a little while these statesmen were brought to the point of most perfect accord and won derful agreement, not upon the merits of Secession, but upon the inestimably precious privilege of Revo lution. Previously to, and, indeed, up to the magnetic thrill of horror produced by the Coercion Proclama- AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. Tl tion of Mr. Lincoln of the 14th of April, 1861, the people of Virginia were looking eagerly to the Con vention at Richmond, then occupied in discussing the propriety of the State's secession. After that fearful moment of American history, the gaze of Ashby was turned away from civil councils, and took in the camp- fires of a bloody Revolution. He knew that a people, taught from infancy to cherish their ancestral pride and love of liberty, would not tamely submit to the coercion now imminent, but would appeal to the Supreme Disposer of all things, and endeavor, by His help, to hew out for themselves an honorable place, not among the Federal Provinces, but among the nations of the earth. As long as there was the slight est hope of preserving the Compact of States, even after his dear old mother had gone so far along the path of love for the Union as to bring upon her children the names of "Laggards on the march, and Sluggards in the storm," she was not deserted by the Union-loving Ashby ; but as soon as the edict of coer cion had gone forth, the cavalier, loving liberty more, found his heart estranged from everything which attached him to the Union, and his conscience freed from every obligation to remain with those at war with his kith and kin. George Washington, the rebel chieftain of the ragged, barefooted men who in the first Revolution left their footprints tinged with blood upon the snowy fields of Valley Forge, and deeply impressed their deeds upon the memory of the world, did not willingly dissever the relations which bound him, as a law-abiding subject, to the sever- 78 SECESSION, eignty of Great Britain. It was the Stamp Act, extra constitutional, which called forth from Patrick Henry that powerful speech which moved to action the startled members of the colonial legislature. A greater wrong was here — an attempt to bend the necks of sovereigns to the slavish yoke of sectional fanaticism. As Washington's commission was written on the rebel-paper unmarked by the loyal badge of a stamp, so the warrant which outraged Virginia placed in the hands of her noble sons, bidding them defend her, ought to have borne the impress, "No Coercion." Virginia in her Convention had listened to the voice of a distinguished son of South Carolina, as he told of the wrongs endured by the South, and pictured the pleasing scenes of " Peaceable Secession," through which he led the Southern sovereignties to a glorious future. Virginia listened, and was silent. Memory reverted to the golden days of the past, and she pressed the Constitution, the offering of her own son, to her great, beating heart. But when struck by the blind blow of a blundering giant, as from Wash ington City Abraham Lincoln hurled the thunder bolt of Coercion among her people, that proud old Commonwealth turned away from the idol of her heart, now desecrated, and mastering her grief, uttered defiantly through her firm lips the AVord — Revolu tion. Thus it was that Virginia turned away from a Union already wrecked amid the shoals of Puri tanism and the quicksands of Radicalism, and calling to her side her hosts of faithful sons, went forth most mournfully, yet fearlessly, to battle. AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 79 The vindication of the Southern people makes it necessary to advert to some of the foul charges made against them, at this period of the struggle, by those in the North who, in the Presidential campaign of the year before, had seemingly co-operated with them in their last struggle at the ballot-box. The Demo crats of the North, who have since afforded the world an instructive illustration of the wisdom ofthe com mand : " Cast out first the beam out of thine own eye," in their inability to preserve their bodies from arrest, the printing-presses from silence, or their pul pits from politics, ventured to give their brethren of the South some wholesale if not wholesome advice. That organization, whose life-boat appears to have gone down in the storm of revolution, kindly told the people of the South, that in leaving the Union they had cut themselves off from their sympathy and aid; that, had they remained in the Union, their joint strength would have overcome all opposition. The South reminded them of the duplicity of the Cin cinnati Convention, and in sense replied: "We have been the victims of platform ambiguity long enough, and do not now see anything to hope for in a longer political co-partnership ; if you can take care of your selves in the same government with the party now in power, Ave will endeavor to do the best we can without your assistance. The time for associated effort to maintain -the Constitution, in the Union, is now past. We have fallen upon sadder days, and new duties present themselves. Sectionalism tri umphing in the election of Mr. Tyinooln endangered 80 SECESSION, the Union ; the Proclamation of Coercion rendered that compact null and void — nay, more, stamped it under foot in this attempt to coerce States which even the horn-book of Democracy had ever held to be in dependent Sovereignties." A few Democrats of the North were alive to the moral vantage-ground occu pied by the South, but, alas ! opposed to those few Vallandighams and Voorhees, were many Dickin sons and Butlers. Of the many fair-weather friends the South then had in the North, one deserves more than a passing notice — Benjamin F. Butler, yclept General. A States-Rights Democrat ofthe "straitest sect," he entered the Charleston Convention, and after voting for Jefferson Davis fifty-nine (59) times, adjourned with the majority of the Southern dele gates to Baltimore, where he gave evidence unmis takable of his adhesion to the rights of the States. But when the fiery trial came, "About wheel ! Presto! Change ! and Butler is in command at Big Bethel. He is seen again in New Orleans. Among the Sheri- dans, Mitchels, Turchins, M'Neils, Milroys, and Hunters, who made war by murdering aged and un armed men, insulting unprotected AVomen, and starv ing little children, and made fortunes by plundering their helpless victims, not one AA'ill record a blacker name in history than Butler " the Beast." In arraying himself against the United States, Capt. Ashby Avas neither rebel nor traitor. When the Compact of States was dissolved, as he believed it to be, by the Coercion Proclamation, the logical and inevitable conclusion in his mind was, that her pro- AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 81 portion of the property held by the Federal Govern ment reverted to each State, and the commonest pru dence dictated the seizure of all the forts, arsenals, armories, lighthouses, &c., within their borders, and built for their defence and benefit, lest they should be used against them. The value of this property was, of course, to be reckoned in the settlement which must, sooner or later, close the struggle. We find, therefore, that he advocated the immediate seizure of Fortress Monroe and Harper's Ferry. He had seen the attempt to reinforce Sumter after Mr. Buchanan had promised the State of South Carolina that there should be no change in the disposition of U. S. forces in Charleston harbor, and after Mr. Seward's weird note to Judge Campbell of the Supreme Court: — "Faith as to Sumter fully kept — wait and see." He felt a strong and life-long conviction that the effort to reinforce Sumter after the solemn pledges given, was of itself an act of war ; and though, when the State of South Carolina seceded, he did not fully approve her course, yet when the match was applied, and the first gun boomed out over the waters of Charleston harbor, he believed her action right, and in doing so he stood before the world as a rebel and traitor only to that Union whose Constitution had been destroyed by sectional fanaticism, and whose escutcheon was black with plighted promises violated. It has been repeated until the ignorant of the North have believed the assertion, that the Southern people robbed the General Government when they seized the public property Avithin their borders. They were no 82 SECESSION, robbers. If, upon the dissolution of the Union, when the passions of men would allow of no equal division of the property belonging as Avell to peo ple of the South as to those of the North, Fort Macon, N. C, in the unequal partition, fell into Southern hands, the North remained in possession of Fort Lafayette, as Messrs. Mason and Slidell well remember. The North kept possession of every dol lar's worth of the common property from Fortress Monroe to the distant coast of Oregon. Even Vir ginia's share of the fund, derived from the sale of lands which she had given to pay her poorer sister's debts, was spent in the purchase of arms to pierce her generous heart. Ashby, in approving the action of the South, was no robber. And those who prize the fair fame of the South, and fondly cherish the memory of her noble dead, may fearlessly appeal from the verdict of the present hour, as rendered by our foes, to that of Christendom, when the open ing chapter of the history of this bloody revolution shall have been read by those capable of rising above the infiuences of prejudice. It may be necessary to advert, in this connection, to a few facts embodying the views of General Ashby. Had the fourth of March, 1861, daAvned upon the American people with a statesman at the helm, and not one unequal to the great occasion, then might the bark, in which at that time Avas found such precious freightage of a Nation's hopes, have escaped the whirlpool of Secession, nor yet have been dashed to pieces upon the rocks of Coercion. At this time, AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 83 when the Cotton States were out of the Union, but before the Border States had passed any ordinance looking in that direction, had Mr. Lincoln said to the seceded States, "I hold that your action is wholly wrong. I believe that you have no warrant for it in the Constitution — no just cause in anything that has occurred. Try the experiment, however, if you are determined to do so. It has been tried by North Carolina and Rhode Island, Avho found it not to answer. Meantiine, I must take such measures for self-protection as judgment may direct; but, unless attacked, will not lift one finger to shed the blood of my fellow-citizens." Had words of such import fallen from the lips of the Chief Magistrate of a great country, rising Avith a lofty patriotism above party ties and personal considerations, who can doubt that the Union would have been restored with but trifling cost, and without bloodshed. It must be remembered that in all, save one, of the Gulf States, though decidedly in the minority, there existed a Union party. This party would have grown rapidly under the influence of such views as expressed above; it would have derived strength from Virginia and other Border States. Take into view what the war would have been with out Virginia. With such a proclamation instead of that of Coercion, Virginia would have been with Mr. Lincoln. Thus we may clearly see that at the very threshold the South would have encountered all the difficulties of a divided people ; and when we take into consideration the enormous taxation to 84 SECESSION, which each State would have been obliged to resort, to carry on her separate government, the many irk some restraints to which the Federal Government might have subjected them, we can well understand how this peaceable procedure of the President might have drawn back the "erring sisters," and peace, solid, lasting peace, have been restored Avithout the lifting of the finger of force. Often has the Avriter heard General Ashby deplore the short-sighted policy which kept Mr. Lincoln from issuing such a procla mation instead of that which brought on the war. With these views and none other did General Ashby stand by the side of Virginia Avhen she reassumed her delegated powers. Not as a rebel, not as a traitor, did he obey his Mother, but as a devoted son, daring to do what his affection prompted, his judgment ap proved, and what, in his belief, his God did not con demn. The 17th of April, 1861, will be long remembered by the Southern people. No sooner had the State of Virginia passed the ordinance of secession, than it flashed like lightning, not only through her own bor ders, but all over the then smiling South, diffus ing universal joy among those who had been waiting in trembling hope to see her star added to the Con federate Galaxy. Young Ashby was on his way to visit his mother and sisters when he heard of it; he immediately turned and rode back home ; and gather ing his cavalry company, "The Mountain Rangers," prepared to hasten to the Potomac border : that border along which for four fearful years Death held high AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 85 carnival. The young Virginian was about to leave the haunts of his boyhood forever. Never more would his step ring along the passages of Wolf's Crag, or his manly form cast its shadow on the threshold ; for when Capt. Ashby mounted his steed that April morning, and, placing himself at the head of his company, gave the command "Forward!" it was to follow a path which led him from his peaceful home forever. The 1 9th of April was marked in Virginia by two events worthy of notice. As soon as the Federal authorities heard of the secession of Virginia, they made a beginning in the work of destruction, in which they afterwards became expert indeed. As likely to prove very serviceable to Virginia, they de stroyed the greater part of the naval property at Nor folk, and ordered Lt. Catesby Jones to destroy the flne Armories, Arsenals, &c., at- Harper's Ferry. The militia and volunteer companies, which pressed to ward the Potomac as soon as the State seceded, did not arrive in time to save this valuable depot of arms. Col. Harper, of Augusta County, (that West Augusta, to the mountains of which the rebel Washington, in our first Revolution, had said he would retreat if dis comfited by the British in the Jerseys,) with O. R. Funsten, Esq., of Clarke, gathering up what men they could, hastened forward to save the valuable stores of arms, &c., but saw the sad havoc of what was so sorely needed, only from a distance as the curling smoke from the burning arsenals and armo ries told too plainly that they had been anticipated 8 86 SECESSION, by the authorities at Washington City. The town of Harper's Ferry occupied a position so important in the history of military movements in the Valley, that we will pause a moment to describe it. It is situated on the Virginia side of the Potomac, just where the sparkling waters of the Shenandoah flow in and enable it to cleave its way through the Blue Ridge. On the opposite side of the Potomac, towering high above it, rise the Maryland Heights, while just across the Shenandoah, the Loudon Heights frown upon the devoted town as if threaten ing, Avhat war has wellnigh effected, its utter destruc tion. The Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, one of the great commercial feeders of that city whose dcA'otion to Confederate prisoners rivalled her loA'e of liberty, crosses the Potomac at this point and stretches away through the territory of that occidental, incidental, accidental Federal appendage, known in the parlance of loyalty as " West Virginia." The Baltimore and Ohio Railroad is here tapped by the Winchester and Potomac Railroad, which thus afforded at that time, by way of the Winchester and Manassas Gap Railroad, (except a short link of eighteen miles between Win chester and Strasburg,) a continuous line of railway to the City of Richmond. Besides the vast quanti ties of imjjroved arms contained in the arsenals and armories. Harper's Ferry possessed one of the largest and best flour-mills in the Valley. No one more fully realized the value and importance of its mih tary and other stores^than Capt. Ashby, and his cha- AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 87 grin may be better conceived than described Avhen he entered the burning town and mingled with its ter ribly excited and alarmed inhabitants. Here it was that the Young Virginian fiung the flag of his na tive State to the breeze, and as the fiery glare illu mined her proud coat-of-arms, registered the vow in his heart, as he believed it was in Heaven, "Sic semper Tyrannis." The officer in command, Major-General Kenton Harper, of the Virginia Militia, afterwards Colonel Harper of the 5th Virginia Volunteers, was doing all ill his power to save whatever promised to be of value. He was ably seconded by Captain Ashby and other Virginia gentlemen. It Avas soon discovered that, though much injured by the fire, many of the arms and much of the machinery Avere far from being useless. The first duty was to gather up and prepare for shipment to Richmond everything worth the transportation, and to this the whole force assembled at once betook itself. It appeared proper to General Harper that " The Point of Rocks," a position loAver doAvn the river, should be guarded, and the country across the river should be carefully scouted. To this duty Captain Ashby Avas assigned, Avith the guns of Imboden and some other forces. He bent every energy to the performance of duty, and instituted from the beginning that system of careful scouting and reconnoitring which so distinguished him in the .service of his country. While here, he was from day to day joined by some of the best and bravest of 88 SECESSION, Maryland's noble sons, who preferred the exposure and privations of a camp-life, where their cherished and ancestral principles were respected, to the com forts of home in a State whose honor for the time seemed to be in the custody of a faithless Executive who, at variance with a Legislature fettered and indeed imprisoned, and a noble people unrepresented, ignomlniously sold his proud birthright as a Marylander for the pitiful pottage of a seat in the United States Senate. He has passed away ; but the truth of history demanded some allusion to the main feature in the train of circumstances which caused the absence of another star from the bright galaxy Avhich now shone in the Confederate firmament. Dear old Maryland ! How warmly the great heart of the Southern people, unbetrayed by duplicity in high places, beat in lov ing sympathy for her, can only be estimated when we refer to later passages in her history, — when she fed and clothed those who were prisoners of war, as long as war lasted, — and when peace offered enlarged oppor tunities for doing good, continued to feed and relieve the even more hopeless prisoners of want and famine scattered over the once fruitful fields of our Southern land. We may, and by God's help will, forget our wrongs and enemies, but our friends, prison-tried, and their hosts of benefits — never! never ! Among the many young Marylanders, true to their ancestral heritage of fighting for liberty, the writer will not be regarded as invidious if he mention the names of General Bradley T. Johnston and Major Wm. Golds- AND ASHBY'S PART IN IT. 89 borough, while he would be untrue to the faithful delineation of Ashby's life if he forgot to mention Dr. Arthur P. Burns, Surgeon of the Ashby Cavalry, who, bringing with him all the qualities of a Mary land gentleman, soon learned to blend with them the heroism of the Confederate soldier. 8* CHAPTER IV. ORGANIZATION OF THE ASHBY COMMAND— BOMNEY— CAPTAIN RICHARD ASHBY— HIS DEATH. "A cloud is o'er him now. For the peril-hour hath come, And he rides, with his high unshaded brow, On the fearful spot of doom ! Away- — no screen for a soldier's eye — No fear his soul appals ; A rattling peal, no shuddering cry. And hannerless he falls." WE have seen in the preceding chapter the part which Captain Turner Ashby took in the cap ture and occupation of Harper's Ferry and other points held by the Confederates in the spring and early summer of 1861. We come now to a period of his military life, upon which the whole seemed to have hinged. It will be remembered that Colonel Thomas J. Jack son had been ordered by the authorities at Richmond to take command of all the troops at Harper's Ferry. In this important and responsible position, Col. Jackson brought to view the soldierly qualities, which Avere so admirably developed in the matchless Lieu tenant of General Lee at a later period of the Con federate struggle. Those Avho were eye-Avitnesses Avill long remember Iioav rapidly, and yet liOAv insensibly, (SO) THE ASHBY COMMAND. 91 the yeomanry of the Valley of Virginia and other parts of the South, who at the first cry of battle had flocked around the Southern flag, were passed through the wonderful change to men fully qualified to do honor to their leader on many a hard-fought field. Never did man bend himself more unremittingly to the work of organizing and disciplining the troops under his command, than did Col. Jackson. With the aid of his staff, by no means a full, yet a most serviceable one, together with the assistance of the ardent, well- drilled Lexington Cadets, who had left their alma mater to exemplify the principles of war so admi rably taught them at that most excellent Institution, the Colonel soon had the pleasure of seeing Avondrous changes effected in the personnel of his little army. Among those with whom Col. Jackson was con stantly thrown, soon after he took command at Har per's Ferry, Avas the subject of this memoir. They had not met since their separation after the John Brown Raid, and many and sad were the changes which had since befallen their country. The fires of a revolution there kindling under the breath of fa naticism, had now grown so fierce that the whole land was ablaze. But amid the general conflagration, two remained unchanged, or^ if changed at all, only in their consciousness of rectitude of action being more deeply felt, if possible, than when they parted, some fifteen months before. Again, around the camp- fires at Harper's Ferry they met, not to indulge reflec tions upon the future, nor to look mournfully upon the past, — for the living, breathing, bristling present 92 THE A SHB Y CO MMA ND . was upon them, and there was neither time nor incli nation with either for anything but its duties. The time foreshadowed on the hill-tops around Char lestown in 1859-60 had come; the stern array of sec tional forces, so long threatening collision, was now to meet in actual conflict, as fierce, as bloody, as ever had engaged either Grecian phalanx or Roman le gion; and now hand in hand, and heart in heart, Jack son and Ashby entered fully upon the race for glory, rivals only as to which should serve his country best. But while these events were occurring on the now historic ground of Harper's Ferry, the struggle began to take on its national form and proportions. The Provisional Congress of the Confederate States, then sitting at Montgomery, had adopted its constitu tion, which was formally accepted by Virginia on the 2d of May. The example of Virginia was conclusive as to the course to be taken by those States which were, apparently, hesitating as to what they should do. One after one, in rapid succession. North Caro lina, Tennessee, Missouri, and Arkansas, foUoAved the great Mother of States in uniting their destinies, for weal or woe, with the South. Many there were in the more Southern States who blamed Virginia for hesitating so long before "accepting the gage of battle. There were those, and^ there may be such now, who thought that the moral effect of a perfectly united, consolidated South, at this stage of affairs, would have been overAvhelming upon the popular mind of the North, and that Virginia "remained THE ASHBY COMMAND. 93 inactive, lagging in the rear," at this critical conjunc ture. Whatever may be the merits of this question, (and in its settlement it should be borne in mind, that some of the most enlightened judgments of the State, some, and not a few, of those who later freely poured out their life's blood in maintenance of their plighted honor and good faith, were of the opinion that the moral argument had not been fully exhausted,) Virginia calmly, unreservedly dissolved her relations with the Government at Washington on the ever memorable 17th of April, 1861. That proud old Commonwealth, whose soil had been made classic ground by her part in the Revolution of 1776, — she, /Avho in her pride and chivalry had been the first to resist the oppression of Great Britain, — she, who had proved herself the great nursing mother both of States and Statesmen in the wonderful development of the United States, — this State, older by many years than the Compact of States known as the Union, for causes in her judgment deemed good and sufficient, deter mined to make common cause with her sister States against the encroachments and usurpations of Federal power. On the 29th of May, Jefferson Davis, President of the Confederate States, was received with the most distinguished honors at Richmond, to which city Congress had adjourned nine days before; for, by special stipulation and agreement, the Confederate States stood pledged to defend Virginia against all her enemies upon the condition that she would trans fer all her arms, ammunition, &c., for the benefit of 94 THE ASHBY COMMAND. the general defence. It was rightly supposed that Virginia, from Avhose soil a hostile gun could be brought to bear upon the Federal Capital, would be the theatre of the coming struggle. Hence the re moval of Congress to Richmond. Here the work of Confederate organization, under the lead and guid ance of the able Adjutant-General of the Confederate army. Gen. Cooper, Avas pushed forward A^ery rapidly, embracing among its earliest provisions the appoint ment of a suitable officer to command the troops then at Harper's Ferry. The 23d of May, 1861, found Gen. Joseph E. Johnston at Harper's Ferry under orders from the War Department to take command of that position. He found Col. Jackson in command, who, like the true soldier, immediately turned over everything to his successor. Gen. Johnston found that, though Col. Jackson had done much in developing the effi ciency of the men under his charge, still much re mained to be done. Happily for this officer was it that he was so ably seconded in his efforts at a more thorough organization. True it Avas that the militia then there Avere for the most part undisciplined, yet the character of those in command of them was suffi cient to assure the General that everything that could be done by them would be done to give efficiency to the then rapidly dcA'eloping army of the Valley. Besides this, the men were rapidly A'olunteering from the militia into the more regular A'olunteer service, and thus coming even more directly under the influ ence of the subordinates of Gen. Johnston. To con- THE ASHBY COMMAND. 95 vey some idea of the character of the officers by whom Gen. J. was aided at this time, perhaps it Avill be as well to mention some few of the most promi nent. Of the General's staff there were Col. E. Kirby Smith, Maj. Whiting, of the Engineer Corps, Capt. Charles Fauntleroy, of the _U. S. Navy, Col. Preston, Maj. McLean, Maj. Thomas, of the Ord nance Department; while Col. T. J. Jackson began to impress the infantry with his own striking character istics as a soldier, and Capt. Pendleton was untiring in his efforts to organize and equip, even in the rudest and most primitive style, the artillery connected with the little army. Lt.-Col. J. E. B. Stuart was begin ning to infuse his own elan and chivalry into the mounted men. Nor was Capt. Ashby an idle specta tor of this busy scene of drill and organization. Stationed at Point of Rocks below Harper's Ferry, and on the River, in command of the outposts sta tioned there, he bent all his energies to the organi zation of his now rapidly increasing company. Gen. Johnston soon saw that, Avhat to the unedu cated eye would appear to be a very strong position, was the very reverse, and that Harper's Ferry was nothing more than a perfect trap, easily flanked in any direction. Some of Ashby's scouts brought in the intelligence that Gen. Patterson Avas about to advance, while information reached headquarters that Gen. McClellan, who had routed the lamented Garnett in Western Virginia, Avas pushing to the eastAvard Avith the view of forming a junction Avith Gen. Patterson at Winchester. The able strategist. 96 THE ASHBY COMMAND. Gen. Johnston, saw that he had but a few days to accomplish the work before him at Harper's Ferry — the evacuation of which was to his mind a necessity paramount. The splendid United States Armories had been partially dismantled by the Federal troops under Lieutenant Jones, upon his evacuation a few weeks before. The munitions of war, with machinery, material, &c., as far as practicable, he removed; and at last having finished his work as nearly as was possible under the circumstances, the pressure of time, &c., on Sunday the 16th of June, the whole force evacuated Harper's Ferry and took up the line of march on the turnpike leading to Winchester through Charlestown, tbe county seat of Jefferson County, where the infamous promulgator of " Higher Law,' John Brown, had yielded up his life in response to the violated law of the land, as was shown in a pre ceding chapter of this " Memoir." While General Johnston was at the Ferry, Col. A. W. McDonald, a contemporary and fellow-graduate of President DaAris at the Military Academy at West Point, had applied for, and obtained from the War Department permis sion to raise a mounted force to be specially employed in the Defence of the Upper Potomac Border. The permission once obtained. Colonel McDonald selected Winchester as the rendezvous for his command until such time as he could so far perfect its organization as to enable him to move forward to his appointed field of operations. The original plan of the Colonel Avas to organize his command into a regularly ap pointed Legion, but from a circumstance entirely THE ASHBY COMMAND. 97 fortuitous, it was speedily de-.-eloped into a cavalry regiment proper. Whilst looking around among the many dashing, spirited sons of the South, whose qualities of mind and heart seemed most likely to fit them for the active duties of outpost officers, the eye of Col. McDonald soon rested upon the form of the matchless horseman, and polite, courteous gentle man, Capt. Turner Ashby, then commanding a com pany of cavalry with Gen. Johnston. An interview was soon held with the young cavalier, and the field of adventure, its daring and honor, graphically brought before his eye, as none other than this sturdy old Scotch patriot could portray it. The end Avas soon attained. Capt. Ashby marched his company immediately to Winchester, to find that the attractive features of the branch of service which he had chosen, had found favor with very many of the most spirited and chivalrous sons of the Valley and Piedmont counties. Col. McDonald's ten companies were rapidly filling up. Dr. O. R. Funsten, the popular ex-State-Sena tor from the counties of Clarke, Frederick, and War ren, had been attracted by its enticing features of adventure, and had determined to link his destiny with the command. Other gentlemen of prominence were soon seen at the rendezvous, making their ar rangements to join us. Thus the Avork of recruiting and organization had so rapidly progressed, that on the morning of the 17th of June, the day after Gen. Johnston evacuated the Ferry, the lair women of dear old Winchester might have been seen in the 98 THE ASHBY COMMAND. streets saying " Good-bye," and " God bless you ! '' to the young men of the command. To those whose relatives or friends belonged to the original ten companies, afterwards the Seventh Virginia Cavalry, Army of Northern Virginia, so well and kindly remembered by the people of the Val ley as "Ashby's Men," an exact roll of the officers at its organization will doubtless be welcome. The one given below is furnished by Col. O. M. Funsten, the senior surviving officer of the Brigade. The Seventh Virginia Cavalry was organteed on the 17th June, 1861, by the appointment of the fol lowing Field and Staff Officers, viz. : Colonel, Angus McDonald, Lieutenant- Colonel, Turner Ashby, Major, O. M. Funsten, Adjutant A. W. McDonald, Surgeon, Dr. A. P. Burns, Assistani-Surgeon, Dr. T. L. Little, Chaplain, Rev. J. B. Avirett, Asst- Quartermaster, Capt. T. P. Pendleton, A. C. S., Capt. John D. Richardson. And the following companies formed the Regi ment. Company A, Capt., Richard Ashby, Fauquier Co., Va. B, " J. Q. Winfield, Rockingham " " C, " S. D. Myers, Shenandoah " " D, " Macon Jordan, Page " " E, " Walter Bowen, Warren " " Company F, t( G,