. The boys of '61; or, Four years of fighting. Personal observation with the army and navy, from the first battle of Bull run to the fall of Richmond . le! Howoften that the gunboats would be destroyed! How often thatnever would the river be opened till the Confederacy was arecognized independent power! One short year and theirlabors, — the ditch-digging, the cannon-casting, boat-building,their braggadocio, had come to naught. The part taken by Commodore Ellet was glorious. He wa^a brave, gallant, dashing officer, the son of a noble mother,who lived in Philadelphia. Mr. Stuart, President of th
. The boys of '61; or, Four years of fighting. Personal observation with the army and navy, from the first battle of Bull run to the fall of Richmond . le! Howoften that the gunboats would be destroyed! How often thatnever would the river be opened till the Confederacy was arecognized independent power! One short year and theirlabors, — the ditch-digging, the cannon-casting, boat-building,their braggadocio, had come to naught. The part taken by Commodore Ellet was glorious. He wa^a brave, gallant, dashing officer, the son of a noble mother,who lived in Philadelphia. Mr. Stuart, President of the Christian Commission, relates that later in the war he called to seeher, at her request, to receive a large donation. He found alady eighty-four years of age. A grandson had been killed inbattle, the body had been brought home, and was lying in thehouse. Said Mrs. Ellet: I have given my two sons, Com-modore Ellet and General Ellet, and four grandchildren to mycountry. I dont regret this gift. If I had twenty sons I wouldgive them all, for the country must be preserved. And if Iwas twenty years younger, I would go and fight myself to thelast!. 110 THE BOYS OF 61 t^St, 3 CHAPTER VIII. INVASION OF MARYLAND. Great events were transpiring in Virginia. The magnifi-cent army which passed down the Potomac in March, whichhad thrown up the tremendous fortifications at Yorktown,which had fought at Williamsburg, Fair Oaks, Gainess Mills,Savage Station, Glendale, and Malvern, was once more atWashington. Manassas was a bloody plain. Pope had beendefeated, sacrificed by Fitz John Porter. Day after day thebooming of cannon had been heard in Washington, borne bytho breezes along the wooded valley of the Potomac; far awayat first, then nearer at Chantilly and Fairfax came the stream of fugitives, and broken, disheartenedranks back to Arlington. The streets of Washington werethick with hungry, war-worn men. Long lines of ambulanceswended into the city, with wounded for the ho
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