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"My men and horses are tired, jaded, and hungry, but all right," he had written to General Bragg, from Ashland. And these words will serve in large measure to describe the condition of the great commander himself. I was riding beside him, when he turned to me and said, in a low tone: "Do you remember a conversation which we had at Orange, Surry, that night in my tent?" "Yes, general."
Our appearance at Ashland drew the Confederates out in that direction, as was hoped, so, leaving Colonel Pennington's brigade there to amuse them, the united command retraced its route to Mount Carmel church to cross the North Anna. After dark Pennington came away, and all the troops reached the church by midnight of the 15th.
He was gaining so fast that the crowd burst into shouts, some cheering on the leader, some the great brown which had made such a race. The boxes were a babel. Everyone was on his feet. "The yellow 's gaining!" "No; the blue 's safe." "Orange may get it," said Colonel Ashland. "He 's the best horse, and well ridden." He was up to the bay's flank.
General Lee is there and so it is all right and we can't go any faster. War isn't all it's cracked up to be. Oh, hot, hot, hot! and skeetery! and General Humidity lives down this way. Press Forward Press Forward Press Forward. If that noise don't stop I'll up with my musket butt and beat somebody's brains out!" Ashland was not reached until the late evening of this day.
"He used to have some fine horses." "Yes, sir." His eye stole to the horse that was just beside him, and the color mounted to his cheek. "And he was a fine man. The turf lost one of its best ornaments when he retired." Colonel Ashland was the speaker. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."
Within the last two days the evidence is strong that for some purpose the enemy is circulating rumours of Jackson's advance in various directions, with a view to conceal the real point of attack. Neither McDowell nor Banks nor Fremont appear to have any accurate knowledge of the subject." This was on June 25, the day the Valley army halted at Ashland; but the climax was reached on the 28th.
But Major McDowell's wife is the granddaughter of Henry Clay, and it seems meet that the descendants of the great man should possess Ashland. Major McDowell has means and taste and the fine pride that would preserve all the traditions of the former master.
Clay beheld in Jackson the man whose gallantry and skill had done most to justify the war in the sight of the people. They became immediately and cordially intimate. Jackson engaged to visit Ashland in the course of the next summer, and spend a week there. On every occasion when Mr. Clay spoke of the heroes of the war, he bestowed on Jackson the warmest praise.
If you live to be old you will never forget how your father and mother came to visit you at Harvard and tried so hard to do something for you. When I was your age and was at school at Ashland, father and mother came one afternoon in a sleigh and spent a couple of hours with me. They brought me some mince pies and apples.
During the Jacksonian administrations they became known more simply as Whigs and Democrats. On the accession of General Jackson to the presidency in 1829, Mr. Clay retired to his farm at Ashland; but while he amused himself by raising fine cattle and horses, and straightening out his embarrassed finances, he was still the recognized leader of the National Republican party.
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