Mohun; Or, the Last Days of Lee and His Paladins. / Final Memoirs of a Staff Officer Serving in Virginia. from the Mss. of Colonel Surry, of Eagle's Nest.
CONTENTS
On the wall over the mantel-piece, here in my quiet study at Eagle’s-Nest, are two crossed swords. One is a battered old sabre worn at Gettysburg, and Appomattox; the other, a Federal officer’s dress sword captured in 1863.
It was a mere fancy to place them there, as it was a whim to hang upon that nail yonder, the uniform coat with its stars and braid, which Stuart wore on his famous ride around McClellan in 1862. Under the swords hang portraits of Lee, Jackson, and Stuart. Jackson wears his old coat, and his brow is raised as though he were looking out from beneath his yellow old cadet cap. Stuart is seated, grasping his sabre, with his plumed hat resting on his knee. His huge beard flows on his breast, his eyes are clear and penetrating, and beneath the picture I have placed a slip cut from one of his letters to me, and containing the words, “Yours to count on, J.E.B. Stuart.” Lastly, the gray commander-in-chief looks with a grave smile over his shoulder, the eyes fixed upon that excellent engraving of the “Good Old Rebel,” a private of the Army of Northern Virginia, seated on a log, after the war, and reflecting with knit brows on the past and the present.
From this sketch of my surroundings, worthy reader, you will perceive, that I amuse myself by recalling the old times when the Grays and Blues were opposed to each other. Those two swords crossed—those pictures of Lee, Jackson, Stuart, and the “Old Rebel”—you are certain to think that the possessor of them is unreconstructed (terrible word!) and still a rebel!
But is it wrong to remember the past? I think of it without bitterness. God decreed it—God the all-wise, the all-merciful—for his own purpose. I do not indulge any repinings, or reflect with rancor upon the issue of the struggle. I prefer recalling the stirring adventure, the brave voices, the gallant faces: even in that tremendous drama of 1864-5, I can find something besides blood and tears: even here and there some sunshine!
John Esten Cooke
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MOHUN
OR,
THE LAST DAYS OF LEE AND HIS PALADINS.
PROLOGUE.
MOHUN;
OR,
THE LAST DAYS OF LEE AND HIS PALADINS.
BOOK I. — GETTYSBURG.
I. — THE CAVALRY REVIEW.
II. — HOW I BECAME A MEMBER OF GENERAL STUART’S STAFF.
III. — BLUE AND GRAY PHANTOMS.
IV. — MOHUN AND HIS PRISONER.
V. — STUART.
VI. — STUART’S INSTINCT.
VII. — THE BALL BEFORE THE BATTLE.
VIII. — FLEETWOOD.
IX. — MOHUN FAINTS AT THE RIGHT MOMENT.
X. — THE SLIM ANIMAL.
XI. — NIGHTHAWK.
XII. — HOW STUART FELL BACK.
XIV. — MOSBY COMES TO STUART’S ASSISTANCE.
XV. — THE SUPPER NEAR BUCKLANDS.
XVI. — AN HONEST FOP.
XVII. — STUART GRAZES CAPTURE.
XVIII. — DROWSYLAND.
XIX. — CARLISLE BY FIRELIGHT.
XX. — THE HOUSE BETWEEN CARLISLE AND GETTYSBURG.
XXI. — FALLEN.
XXII. — DARKE AND MOHUN.
XXIII. — GETTYSBURG.
XXIV. — THE ARMY.
XXV. — THE WRESTLE FOR ROUND TOP HILL.
XXVI. — THE CHARGE OF THE VIRGINIANS.
XXVII. — THE GREAT MOMENT OF A GREAT LIFE.
XXVIII. — UNSHAKEN.
BOOK II. — THE FLOWER OF CAVALIERS.
I. — UNDER “STUART’S OAK.”
II. — BACK TO THE RAPIDAN.
III. — THE OPENING OF THE HUNT.
IV. — THE GAME A-FOOT.
V. — THE CHASE.
VI. — THE RUSE.
VII. — STUART CAUGHT IN THE TRAP.
VIII. — GENERAL MEADE’S “EYE-TEETH.”
IX. — WHAT THE AUTHOR HAS OMITTED.
X. — I FALL A VICTIM TO TOM’S ILL-LUCK.
XI. — I OVERHEAR A SINGULAR CONVERSATION.
XII. — THE BUCKLAND RACES.
XIII. — TWO SCENES IN DECEMBER, 1863.
XIV. — STUART’S WINTER QUARTERS.
COON HOLLOW!—
XV. — LEE’S “RAGGED REGIMENTS.”
XVI. — HAMMER AND RAPIER.
XVII. — FORT DELAWARE.
XVIII. — THE UNIFORM.
XIX. — THE NOTE.
XX. — GENERAL GRANT’S PRIVATE ORDER.
XXI. — “VIRGINIA EXPECTS EVERY MAN TO DO HIS DUTY!”
XXII. — WHAT OCCURRED AT WARRENTON.
XXIII. — THE GRAVE OF ACHMED.
XXIV. — A NIGHT BIRD.
XXV. — THE APPOINTMENT.
XXVI. — STUART SINGS.
XXVII. — MOHUN RIDES.
XXVIII. — THE SPY.
XXIX. — THE PAPER.
XXX. — GRANT STRIKES HIS FIRST BLOW.
XXXI. — THE REPORT.
XXXII. — THE UNSEEN DEATH.
XXXIII. — BREATHED AND HIS GUN.
XXXIV. — MY LAST RIDE WITH STUART.
XXXV. — “SOON WITH ANGELS I’LL BE MARCHING.”
XXXVI. — YELLOW TAVERN, MAY 11, 1864.
BOOK III. — BEHIND THE SCENES.
I. — WHAT I DID NOT SEE.
II. — THE “DOOMED CITY.”
III. — I DINE WITH MR. BLOCQUE.
IV. — JOHN M. DANIEL.
V. — THE EDITOR IN HIS SANCTUM.
VI. — AN EDITORIAL IN THE EXAMINER.
VII. — UNDER THE CROSSED SWORDS.
VIII. — MR. X——-.
IX. — “SEND ME A COPY.—IN CANADA!”
X. — THE WAY THE MONEY WENT.
XI. — THE PASS.
XII. — THE GRAVE OF STUART.
XIII. — THE CEDARS.
XIV. — THE SITUATION.
XV. — MOHUN AGAIN.
XVI. — “FIVE FORKS.”
XVII. — GENERAL DAVENANT.
XVIII. — TWO MEN AND A WOMAN.
XIX. — THE MURDER.
XX. — THE KNIFE.
XXI. — THE CHAIN OF EVIDENCE.
XXII. — THE TRIAL.
XXIII. — WHAT THE LETTER CONTAINED.
XXIV. — “BLOOD.”
XXV. — THE BLUE SERPENT.
XXVI. — THE HOUSE NEAR MONK’S NECK, AND ITS OWNER.
XXVII. — STARVATION.
XXVIII. — BIRDS OF PREY.
XXIX. — DARKE’S PAST LIFE.
XXX. — STABBED “NOT MURDERED.”
XXXI. — THE TWO PAPERS.
XXXII. — A PISTOL-SHOT.
XXXIII. — PRESTON HAMPTON.
XXXIV. — I AM CAPTURED.
XXXV. — FACE TO FACE.
XXXVI. — THE CURSE.
BOOK IV. — THE PHANTOMS.
I. — RICHMOND BY THE THROAT.
II. — NIGHTMARE.
III. — LEE’S MISERABLES.
IV. — THE BLANDFORD RUINS.
V. — LES FORTUNÉS.
VI. — ON THE BANKS OF THE ROWANTY.
VII. — THE STUART HORSE ARTILLERY.
VIII. — “CHARGE! STUART! PAY OFF ASHBY’S SCORE!”
IX. — MOHUN,—HIS THIRD PHASE.
X. — AMANDA.
XI. — DEEP UNDER DEEP.
XII. — HOW THE MOMENT AT LAST CAME.
XIII. — FONTHILL.
XIV. — “LORD OF HIMSELF, THAT HERITAGE OF WOE.”
XV. — THE STORM.
XVI. — ACT I.
XVII. — THE WILL.
XVIII. — THE MARRIAGE.
XIX. — WEDDING ARRANGEMENTS.
XX. — THE CUP OF TEA.
XXI. — THE FOILS.
XXII. — WHILE WAITING FOR MIDNIGHT.
XXIII. — THE RESULT OF THE SIGNAL.
XXIV. — WHAT TOOK PLACE IN FIFTY MINUTES.
XXV. — GOING TO REJOIN MORTIMER.
XXVI. — AFTERWARD.
XXVII. — MOHUN TERMINATES HIS NARRATIVE.
BOOK V. — THE DEAD GO FAST.
I. — THE “DOOMED CITY” IN PROFILE—DECEMBER, 1864.
II. — THE MEN WHO RUINED THE CONFEDERACY.
III. — MY LAST VISIT TO JOHN M. DANIEL.
IV. — GARROTED.
V. — THE CLOAKED WOMAN.
VI. — THE HEART OF A STATESMAN.
VII. — SECRET SERVICE.
VIII. — BY FLAG-OF-TRUCE BOAT.
“LUCRETIA.”
IX. — TO AND FRO IN THE SPRING OF ‘65.
X. — AEGRI SOMNIA.—MARCH, 1865.
XI. — I VISIT GENERAL FITZHUGH LEE.
XII. — BY A FIRE IN THE WOODS.
XIII. — DRINKING TEA UNDER DIFFICULTIES.
XIV. — MR. ALIBI.
XV. — FROM FIVE FORKS TO PETERSBURG.
XVI. — LEE’S LAST GREAT BLOW.
XVII. — THE WRESTLE FOR THE WHITE OAK ROAD.
XVIII. — THE BRIDEGROOM.
XIX. — THE CEREMONY.
XX. — WHAT OCCURRED AT “FIVE FORKS,” ON THE NIGHT OF MARCH 31, 1865.
XXI. — FIVE FORKS.
XXII. — “THE LINE HAS BEEN STRETCHED UNTIL IT HAS BROKEN, COLONEL.”.
XXIII. — WHAT I SAW FROM THE GRAVE OF STUART.
XXIV. — THE RETREAT.
XXV. — HUNTED DOWN.
XXVI. — THE LAST COUNCIL OF WAR OF THE ARMY OF NORTHERN VIRGINIA.
XXVII. — THE NIGHT BEFORE THE SURRENDER.
XXVIII. — THE LAST CHARGE OF THE OLD GUARD.
XXIX. — THE SURRENDER.
EPILOGUE.
THE END.