Hearts Touched by Fire: The Best of 'Battles and Leaders of the Civil War'
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[Read by Joe Barrett, Traber Burns, Robin Field, Grover Gardner, Malcolm Hillgartner, John Pruden and Sean Runnette]
Edited by Harold Holzer
Introduction by Harold Holzer
Contributions by James M. McPherson, James I. Robertson Jr., Stephen W. Sears, Craig L. Symonds and Joan Waugh
No one interested in our country's past will want to be without this collection of the most popular and influential first-person Civil War memoirs ever published.
In July 1883, just a few days after the twentieth anniversary of the Battle of Gettysburg, a group of editors at the Century Magazine engaged in a lively argument: Which Civil War battle was the bloodiest battle of them all? One claimed it was Chickamauga, another Cold Harbor. The argument inspired a brainstorm: Why not let the magazine's 125,000 readers in on the conversation by offering ''a series of papers on some of the great battles of the war, to be written by officers in command on both sides.''
The articles would be written by generals, Union and Confederate alike, who had commanded the engagements two decades earlier -- ''or, if he were not living,'' by ''the person most entitled to speak for him or in his place.'' The pieces would present both sides of each major battle and would be fair and free of politics.
Now, in commemoration of the 150th anniversary of the Civil War, the most enduring entries from the classic four-volume series Battles and Leaders of the Civil War have been edited and merged into one definitive volume. Here are the best of the immortal first-person accounts of the Civil War originally published in the pages of the Century Magazine more than a hundred years ago.
Hearts Touched by Fire offers stunning accounts of the war's great battles written by the men who planned, fought, and witnessed them, from leaders such as General Ulysses S. Grant, General George McClellan, and Confederate Captain Clement Sullivane to men of lesser rank. This collection also features new year-by-year introductions by esteemed historians, including James M. McPherson, Craig L. Symonds, and James I. Robertson, Jr., who cast wise modern eyes on the cataclysm that changed America and that would go down as the bloodiest conflict in our nation's history.
wheel-house, to avoid the puffing sound it made when blown through the smoke-stacks. All the necessary preparations having been made, I informed the flag-officer of my intention to run the gauntlet that night, and received his approval. Colonel N. B. Buford, who commanded the land forces temporarily with the flotilla, assisted me in preparing for the trip, and on the night of the 4th brought on board Captain Hottenstein, of the 42d Illinois, and twenty-three sharp-shooters of his command, who
Hooker’s and Mansfield’s men, though lacking unity of force and of purpose, had cost the enemy dear. J. R. Jones, who commanded Jackson’s division, had been wounded; Starke, who succeeded Jones, was killed; Lawton, who followed Starke, was wounded. Ewell’s division, commanded by Early, had suffered hardly less. Hood was sent back into the fight to relieve Lawton, and had been reënforced by the brigades of Ripley, Colquitt, and McRae (Garland’s), from D. H. Hill’s division. When Greene reached the
except here and there a brigade, were fought to the utmost, the strongest Federal corps (the Sixth) was hardly in action, the total loss of its eight brigades being but two hundred and forty-two killed, wounded, and missing. But the Southerners were subjected here to the disadvantages that the Northerners had to contend with in Virginia: they were surrounded by enemies, not friends who supplied them with aid and information; and they were not by choice, but by necessity, the assailants on the
to have killed strong men, if long exposed to it. From nearly every wagon as the teams trotted on, urged by whip and shout, came such cries and shrieks as these: “O God! why can’t I die?” “My God! will no one have mercy and kill me?” “Stop! Oh! for God’s sake, stop just for one minute; take me out and leave me to die on the roadside.” “I am dying! I am dying! My poor wife, my dear children, what will become of you?” Some were simply moaning; some were praying, and others uttering the most
Lieutenant-Colonel Alfred W. Ellet, which had left Memphis about the 20th, and arrived above Vicksburg on the afternoon of the 24th. Here Ellet opened communication with Farragut across the neck of land opposite Vicksburg. Farragut replied, suggesting the coöperation of Davis’s iron-clads. Davis received this message at Memphis on the 28th, and the next day started down the river. During the interval, Ellet’s audacity was rewarded by another extraordinary success. Taking the Monarch and the