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Title: Civil War stories
Year: 1905 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York, The Century co.
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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Union troopsto military necessity; the forest giants that keptwatch around her walls had been cut down andmade to serve as breastworks for a fort erectedon the Vaucluse property as part of the defensesof Washington. Of the young men and boyswho took part in that holiday festivity, all werein the active service of the South, —one of them,alas! soon to fall under a rain of shot and shellbeside his gun at Fredericksburg; the youngestof the number had left his mothers knee to fightat Manassas, and found himself, before the yearwas out, a midshipman aboard the Confederatesteamer Nashville, on her cruise in distant seas! My first vivid impression of war-days was dur-ing a ramble in the neighboring woods one Sun-day afternoon in spring, when the young peoplein a happy band set out in search of wild flowers.Pink honeysuckles, blue lupine, beds of fairyflax, anemones, and ferns in abundance sprangunder the canopy of young leaves on the forestboughs, and the air was full of the song of birds
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24 CIVIL WAR STORIES and the music of running waters. We knewevery mossy path far and near in those woods;every tree had been watched and cherished bythose who went before us, and dearer than anyother spot on earth was our tranquil, sweet Vau-cluse. Suddenly the shrill whistle of a locomotivestruck the ear, an unwonted sound on Sunday. Do you know what that means ? said one ofthe older cousins who accompanied the party. It is the special train carrying Alexandria vol-unteers to Manassas, and to-morrow I shall fol-low with my company. Silence fell upon ourlittle band. A cloud seemed to come betweenus and the sun. It was the beginning of the endtoo soon to come. The story of one broken circle is the story ofanother at the outset of such a war. Before theweek was over, the scattering of our household,which no one then believed to be more than tem-porary, had begun. Living as we did uponground likely to be in the track of armies gather-ing to confront each other, it was deemed advis-able

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