Edward Alexander Moore (1842–1916)
Autore di The Story of a Cannoneer under Stonewall Jackson
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Fonte dell'immagine: public domain
Opere di Edward Alexander Moore
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Informazioni generali
- Data di nascita
- 1842-10-21
- Data di morte
- 1916-11-18
- Luogo di sepoltura
- Stonewall Jackson Memorial Cemetery, Lexington City, Virginia, USA
- Sesso
- male
- Nazionalità
- USA
- Luogo di nascita
- Lexington City Virginia, USA
- Luogo di morte
- Salisbury, Maryland, USA
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Statistiche
- Opere
- 2
- Utenti
- 93
- Popolarità
- #200,859
- Voto
- 3.4
- Recensioni
- 1
- ISBN
- 11
He describes the intolerable monotony of camp in the rain; nothing could be more depressing. He quotes with approval General Sherman's comment in his memoirs that "rain in camp has a depressing effect upon soldiers, but is enlivening to them on a march." Evidently, on the march the men would remove their shoes and socks, roll.their pant legs up to the knees and walk squishingly through the yellow mud, "despising wind, and rain, and fire."
Letters from the troops were often the only reliable source of news to counter the innumerable rumors that attended every battle. Folks would crowd into the local post office when-the mail delivery arrived; the clerk would holler out the name of the addressee, then flip the letter to him or her through the air, which would be promptly read to the entire assemblage. On one occasion when one of Stillwell's letters arrived, his father was not there, but volunteers quickly offered to gallop out to the Stillwell farm to deliver the letter, have it read, and return with news from the front.
War is hell. And Stillwell recounts several poignant stories. The most heart-rending is of the father who learns his son has been wounded at the siege of Vicksburg, travels via riverboat to Memphis, where he sees his son being taken off on a stretcher to the hospital. Stillwell happens to meet up with them in the street when the stretcher bearers stop so the father can give his young son, who is clearly dying, an orange. "And the poor old father was fluttering around the stretcher in an aimless, distracted manner, wanting to do something to help his boy - but the time had come when nothing could be done. While thus occupied I heard him say in a low broken voice, 'He is - the only boy - I have.'"
Do not read this passage while listening to the Largamente assai section of the 4th movement of Sibelius' Fifth Symphony!… (altro)