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Identifier: storyofconfederajohn (find matches)
Title: The story of a Confederate boy in the Civil War
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Johnston, David E. (David Emmons), 1845-1917 Johnston, David E. (David Emmons), 1845-1917. Four years a soldier
Subjects: Johnston, David E. (David Emmons), 1845-1917 Confederate States of America. Army. Virginia Infantry Regiment, 7th. Company D
Publisher: Portland, Or. : Glass & Prudhomme Co.
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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iscouraged, andcalled petty warfare. Nor were these withouttheir casualties—if not caused by the enemy,sometimes by accident, or mistake—carelesshandling of firearms in passing through thebrush, carrying of arms at a trail and catchingthe hammers against some obstacle. One suchaccident is recalled by which a man by the nameof Link, of Captain Egglestons Giles company,lost his life. During the sojourn at Fairfax, a detachmentunder Lieutenant Allen, of the 28th Virginia,was sent to the station on the railway to guardsome baggage and stores deposited there. Ofthis detachment was John R. Crawford, of ourcompany, who for true physical courage, braveryand self-possession, had scarce an equal; indeed,it was often said of him that he knew no fear—did not know what it meant—never dreamed norimagined what danger was; that he felt as muchat ease in the storm of battle as when restingquietly in the camp. The reader doubtless hasheard of the Louisiana Tigers, who in the first .-.-■ ■:-
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Capt. Robert H. Bane A CONFEDERATE BOY 81 battle of Manassas, when dosing with the enemy,threw down their muskets and rushed upon theenemy with their bowie-knives. They were adangerous, blood-thirsty set—at least so reputed.It was two of these same Tigers who foundCrawford on guard over the baggage and storesabove referred to, which they proposed to appro-priate. Crawford warned them to stand off andgo away. They paid no heed to the warnings, butpersisted in their purpose. Crawford then re-versed his musket and downed the man nearestto him, who fell trembling and bleeding at hisfeet; whereupon his companion quickly advancedto his rescue, but Crawfords belligerent attitudecaused him to beat a hasty retreat. The Winter of 1861-1862 was spent at Center-ville in camp, our quarters being constructed oflog huts with wooden chimneys. The Winterwas cold and dreary, and we had some difficultyin keeping a supply of rations, which had to betransported from the junction six miles away bywagons

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