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The White House of the Confederacy: President Davis and General Lee in Richmond.

The White House of the Confederacy: President Davis and General Lee in Richmond. by Mrs. Jefferson Davis.
In July [1862] we moved to the "old Brockenbrough house," and began to feel somewhat more at home when walking through the old-fashioned terraced garden or the large airy rooms in the seclusion of family life.
The mansion stands on the brow of a steep and very high hill, that is sharply defined against the plain at its foot through which runs the Danville Railway, that leads to the heart of Virginia. On this plain, where the working class lived exclusively, the "Butcher Cats" laid in wait for, and were sworn to eternal enmity against, the "Hill Cats." These high contending parties had an hereditary hate which had impelled them for nearly a hundred years to fight, whenever close enough, with either stones or fists to strike. They were the children of the poor against the gentlemen's sons.
The house is very large, but the rooms are comparatively few, as…

The Story of My Life by Helen Keller

The Story of My Life  by  Helen Keller 
Chapter I
IT is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life. I have, as it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my childhood like a golden mist. The task of writing an autobiography is a difficult one. When I try to classify my earliest impressions, I find that fact and fancy look alike across the years that link the past with the present. The woman paints the child's experiences in her own fantasy. A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison house are on the rest." Besides, many of the joys and sorrows of childhood have lost their poignancy; and many incidents of vital importance in my early education have been forgotten in the excitement of great discoveries. In order, therefore, not to be tedious I shall try to present in a series of sketches only the episodes that seem to me to be the most interesting and important.
I was b…

A Chaplain’s Recollections of “Stonewall” Jackson by Chaplain John William Jones

A Chaplain’s Recollections of “Stonewall” Jackson by  Chaplain John William Jones

(Formerly Chaplain of the Thirteenth Virginia Regiment, Ewell’s Division, Jackson's Corps, A. N. V., now Assistant Chaplain-General United Confederate Veterans.)
I REMEMBER that soldiers at Harper's Ferry when he was sent to command us asked, "Who is this Colonel Jackson?" but that before he had been in command forty-eight hours we felt his strong hand, recognized the difference between him and certain militia officers who had previously had charge of the post, and realized that we were now under the command of a real soldier and a rigid disciplinarian.
I saw him frequently at Harper's Ferry; and as "high private in the rear rank" of the Thirteenth Virginia Regiment it was sometimes my duty to pace the sentinel's beat in front of his headquarters.
But the first time I ever had an opportunity of seeing him closely and talking with him was at Darksville, near Martinsburg, in t…

The Son of Light Horse Harry by James Barnes

The Son of Light Horse Harry by  James Barnes
XV Gathering Clouds
IT was the autumn of 1859. Lee was once more at Arlington. The years since the Mexican War had been passed in strict attention to his military duties, with which he had allowed no side issues to interfere. Immediately after his return to the States, in 1848, he had been employed on the defences being constructed at Baltimore. He had refused the leadership of the Cuban insurrection, offered him by the republican junta, and he had declined also, at first, the offer of the superintendency of the Military Academy at West Point, in 1852. But so convinced were the authorities of the necessity of improving the general condition then existing at the Academy, and so firm was their belief in Lee's abilities, that they insisted upon his reconsidering his decision, and he accepted at last with reluctance. His administration was marked by an improvement in discipline and by the lengthening of the course to five years. While he was at…