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Connelly s Tom Lawrence 

Will success spoil Jeff 
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Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? Copyright 1963 by T. Lawrence 

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Contents 



1 Confederatesmanship 

The Professional Confederate 11 



Great Confederate Epidemic 
Centennwtism, Roundtabilitis, 

4* Re-enactment Fever 29 

8 Our Local Correspondent Reports on 

the Re-enactment at Goslin s Branch 43 

4 Atlas of Dull, Inconsequential 4* Unimportant 

Places Not to Visit on a Centennial Tour 

of Confederate Battlefields 55 

5 Dictionary of Important Civil War Terms 

to be Used in Unimportant Conversations 

by Insignificant People 69 

6 Confederama, Americana, Junkarama 

A Layman s Guide to Civil War Relics 73 



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7 The Bonnie Blue Flop 

Confederate Strategy # Tactics 83 

8 On to Richmond <$ Other Euphemisms 

A Concise Account of the North s Strategy 91 

9 Just Before the Decisive Battle, Mother 95 

10 I Wish I CouWa Gotten to the 

Land of Cotton Bull Run to Petersburg 101 

11 Rebel Crass 

The Confederate Command System 115 

1% Battlers, Losers fy Whitewash Jobs 117 

13 Sinking the Mint Julep Navy 119 

14 We re Tenting Tonight on the Old Launching 

Pad The First of the Modern Wars 123 

15 John Brown s Buddy 

The Confederate Medical Corps 127 

16 Whores d Combat 

Camp Life in the Confederacy 129 

17 A Chapter on Abraham Lincoln Because Every 

Book on the Civil War 

Has a Chapter on Abraham Lincoln 133 

18 Gastronomical Warfare Confederate Cooking 135 

19 Why Appomattox? 137 

W Get Right with the Confederacy, Brother 

The War Nobody Lost 139 



To my wife, Sally Evelyn, 

who gave me the ideas . . . 

wrote most of the manuscript . . . 

typed the drafts . . . 
corrected my errors . . . 
changed the typewriter ribbon faithfully , 

and most important 
laughed when it was not funny. 




The Professional Confederate 




ConfederatesmanshipThe Professional 
Confederate 



For more than ninety years, writers have peered 
through the battle smoke to catch a glimpse of that 
vanishing figure in gray the Confederate. Alas, the 
old Confederate is no longer a hero to little boys in 
the corner drugstore, A host of writers have brought 
him into the average American home with a shocking 
degree of intimacy. Instead of reading about ghostly 
figures in gray topping Cemetery Ridge, we now are 
exposed to oversized accounts of everything from the 
degree of Confederate sinus drainage to Robert E. 
Lee s hair tonic. A new figure, who never was closer 
to the War than a Military Park tour, has risen to 
place his name alongside other great American folk 
types such as the lumberjack, the pioneer, the cow 
boy the professional Confederate. Confederates- 



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manship is not a hobby ... it is a vocation. Almost 
anyone can be an amateur Confederate, for the quali 
fications are relatively easy to meet. Six out of ten of 
the following will make you an amateur and start you 
on the road to graydom : 

1. Cry during Gone with the Wind (especially 
when the Yankees burn the Atlanta depot) . 

2. Own an LP album of Civil War songs. 

3. Visit Gettysburg and buy a souvenir minie ball. 

4. Yell like heck when someone raises a Rebel flag 
at a football game or a political rally. 

5. Buy a copy of Freeman s E. E. Lee (worth three 
points). 

6. Own a great-grandfather who rode with Jeb 
Stuart. 

7. If you cannot qualify under number six, then 
have a great-grandmother who buried silver 
under the smokehouse. 

8. Tell about your family plantation burned by 
Sherman s raiders. Grit your teeth when you say 
"Sherman" and challenge onlookers to sing 
"Marching through Georgia." 

9. Own a piece of Confederate money. 
10. Hate Jefferson Davis. 

On the other hand, the professional Confederate, 
the ultimate of Confederatesmanship, is of an elite 
and highly classified group. He operates everywhere 
. . . bars, hotel lobbies, cocktail parties. He may wear 



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Confederate socks, a Confederate tie, belt buckle, tie 
clasp, cuff links, and carry a cigarette lighter that 
plays "Dixie." However, his most distinguishing 
feature is his conversation. After only a few minutes 
a professional Confederate is identifiable as one of 
several types within the species. 

1. The Decisive Battler. This type is one to be 
avoided at cocktail parties, for he is probably the 
most obnoxious and outspoken genus of the Confeder 
ates. Thoroughly convinced that the War was lost at 
Tiis favorite battle, he refuses to associate with anyone 
but those who concur ; as a result, current Civil War 
historians are divided into Pea Ridge School, Gettys 
burg School, ad infinitum. 




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2. The Regimental Historian. This second type 
of Confederate is easily spotted at any gathering. 
His hands are full of old muster rolls and glossy 
prints of regimental officers. To all Civil War writers 
he is the proverbial thorn. He constantly besieges 
them with letters of protest regarding minute errors 
in their writing. Colonel Blowhard, for example, be 
longed to the 45th Tennessee ... not the 44th. A 
sadist at heart, this Confederate s favorite game is to 
inform grief-stricken United Daughters of the Con 
federacy that their grandfathers Tennessee regiment 
never served with Bedford Forrest . . . the ultimate 
blow to the sirens in gray. 

3. The Ballistics Expert. This Confederate is one 
of the angry young men of the new Southern army. 
Although his tour of duty never took him further 
than the Fort Banning Rifle Range, he sees himself 
as a Frederick the Great in butternut, convinced that 
the technical aspects of firearms is the only subject 
worthy of conversation. He thrills audiences with 
sulphurous accounts of the use of repeating rifles by 
Casement s division at the battle of Franklin, Tennes 
see, and waxes eloquent on such subjects as the slash 
marks on a Springfield rifle barrel and what might 
have happened if the North had used repeaters dur 
ing the entire War. His home is usually armed like 
the Berlin frontier, with cannon balls, bayonets, and 
sabers. The most prized possession is always a Navy 
Colt carried by Jeb Stuart (of which there are only 



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fifty thousand in existence) . His personal character 
istics : can lecture two hours on Patton s firepower on 
the Rhine front . . . usually is missing several toes . . . 
is often divorced. 

4. The Professional KentucJcian. A rare and van 
ishing breed, the Kentuckians stringed ties and Jeff 
Davis beards are fast disappearing to the frozen 
chicken pot pie industry. Usually a native of New 
York City, the Professional Kentuckian is a frus 
trated would-be citizen of the state. The closest he 
has been to the Bluegrass is My Friend FlicJcd. Yet 
his eyes dim when someone plays "My Old Kentucky 
Home" ; he speaks softly of Churchill Downs, though 
he is allergic to horses. He can establish kin with 
everyone from Henry Clay to Man o ? War. The fact 
that little excitement happened in Kentucky during 
the War (except a big Federal hog swindle in 1864) 




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does not diminish his pride. He goes berserk when 
someone suggests that John Morgan was an inept 
cavalryman, and babbles for hours over the excel 
lence of Kentucky bourbon. 




5. The Antiquarian. This Confederate is one of 
the most common types and spends most of his time 
prowling old attics and privies for war relics. The 
pack rat of the Confederacy, he collects anything 
that was around during the War and some things 
that were not. His home looks like the British Museum 
and smells like a quartermaster s warehouse. Where 
else could anyone find a six foot square print of the 
burial of Stonewall Jackson? 

The collector is sometimes duped, however. For 
years northbound travelers on busy Highway 41 



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which follows the winding Tennessee River north 
from Chattanooga have stopped at a shabby house 
which bears the sign BATTLEFIELD SUVINEBS CHEEP 
HEAR. They shell out for battered minie balls sold 
by a local rustic complete with stringed tie and 
"Y all come." Several years ago, this rustic, who 
never got closer to the Chattanooga battlefields than 
a riverfront pool hall, confided his secret to me. Near 
the river bank is his workshop, complete with bullet 
mould and musket, and a garden of lead balls which 
are planted and harvested every year to be sold to 
Northern tourists. "They whupped us on the moun 
tain but Pm getting 5 em back now," he chuckled. 
And he is. 

6. The Nonprofessional Professional Virginian. 
Usually a resident of Baltimore, Maryland, this Con 
federate s only connection with the Tidewater is 
frozen shrimp cocktail. Yet he readily hauls out his 
great-grandfather s uniform, which smells like a 
rejected Smithfield ham, and lectures on the "real 
waah." For him, there was no other general than 
"Bobby Lee 35 and no other army in the field than the 
Army of "Nawthun" Virginia. 

7. The Retired Army Officer. This Confederate 
only makes his listeners wish that warfare had in 
flicted at least one more casualty. For some reason, 
the retired army officers are usually called Colonel 
and always have double last names. Most of them 
never rose higher than honorary captains in the Na- 



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tional Guard. Strategy and tactics are their cup of 
tea. They lecture for hours on what if Longstreet 
had and what if Stonewall Jackson had not. Other 
pastimes of this genus include collecting lead soldiers, 
wearing shabby tweed jackets, and damning Field 
Marshall Montgomery. 

8. The Genealogist. These walking pension rec 
ords are usually members of the Daughters of, and 
represent the elite of Confederatesmanship. Their 
motto is "Every man (especially my grandfather) 
his own slaveholder." No genealogist has yet existed 
who does not claim for his ancestors fif ty slaves and a 
Tennessee valley plantation. They dominate conven 
tions with sketches of the family history of General 
Beauregard. A most remarkable breed, they can by 
means of "research" (i.e., a five dollar bribe to the 
state archivist), transfer any inept private in their 
family into a Stonewall Jackson. Moreover, they can 
smell a battlefield site within fifty miles and determine 
if it is suitable for a historical marker. Many a site 
of a minor battle such as Dog Walk, Kentucky, is 
adorned with a massive half million dollar marble 
statue of Southern womanhood weeping over the 
wounded form of a Confederate. At least, the local 
birds are grateful. 

9. The Civil War Author. Currently, the most 
popular Confederate is the Civil War author. One 
popular type of writer is the graduate student. Lord 
knows what the reading public would do without the 



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highly specialized Civil War students that the gradu 
ate mills grind out. Consider a few recent disserta 
tions, which unfortunately are often published in 
book form : 

"Saddle Soap Usage in Southwestern Virginia, 
1861-1865." 

"Confederate Hymn Book Production in East 
Mississippi." 

"An Inquiry into the Rate of Artillery Production 
at Soakum Springs, Alabama : A Study of Company 
Receipts and Deposits." 

Not to be outdone, a new school of graduate in 
structors (labeled "literary historians") stress upon 
their students writing style rather than technicality 
and have produced such memorable works as "Fairy 
Queene Symbols in the Career of Ben Butler." 

A second source is the University Press*, the sole 
purpose of which is to publish the dull narratives of 
Ph.D. s that would not receive consideration else 
where. Almost every university press has a Civil War 
centennial series. For example, recent publications 
are: 

Journal of Ezra Snoot, Georgia Planter, 1864- 
1865. 

Civil War Letters of Private Humbert Slump, 
46tJi Arkansas Infantry. 

On to Richmond: the Journal of Emma Walnut, 
Mascot, 1st Pennsylvania Bulgarian Zouaves. 

Children s books have not escaped the craze. The 



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old favorites have been conscripted and revised for 
quick sales. For example: 

Born to Command: The Biography of Uncle Wig- 



The Wizard of Oz and the Coming of the Civil 
War. 

Tiny Tim and the Orphan Brigade. 

Alice in Wonderland: The Military Strategy of 
Jefferson Davis. 

The easiest way to publish something on the War 
is to submit an article to a historical journal. Better 
still, start your own journal. There are some two 
thousand in print and, judging by the tone of the 
articles, many of them are in need of material. 
Journal writing has its advantages. If he cannot write 
good prose, the writer can bury himself in footnotes. 
The footnote is a clever device, designed to confuse 
the general reader and absolve the author of any 
lawsuits. For example, consider a typical footnote to 
the statement "General Crumbley was a bastard." 34 

34. Ibid, see also, Cornstalk, Bastards in Gray, loc. sic.* 
op. sit., loc. site, sob. Many maintain that General Crumbley 
was not a bastard. See Thirty Years 9 View by Mrs. Crum 
ble y, op. sit., sic. hoc. Major Kumpley maintained that the 
General may have been a bastard but that he was indeed 
a "magnificent old bastard at that/* See diary of Isaac 
Bumpley, Moose University Archives, XXCI, pt, 2, Sept. 
21, 1863. In addition to being a bastard, the General was 
also a Mason. See diary of Cornelius Kraut, 1st Wisconsin 
Infantry, SWMVHR (XXI, Je. 45). 



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Closely akin to the article is that bit of academic 
payola, the book review. Reviews are written for three 
reasons the reviewer needs a free copy of the book, 
the author is his worst enemy, or the author is his 
brother. Consequently, Civil War reviewers have de 
veloped their own language, which scarcely reveals 
what they are thinking. Consider a typical review: 

"This is a very controversial book [isn t worth a 
darn}. It will probably evoke much comment [still 
isn t worth a darn]. Professor Klutch has a long- 
established career as a historian [so why didn t he 
quit while he was ahead?]. His biography of this 
great Confederate bastion [bastard], General Lost- 
cause, is one of several recent studies on this general 
[fifty-three, to be exact]. The book could stand a few 
minor corrections [such as addmg a bibliography, 
index, and notes]. Despite a few technical errors 
[it was the South that lost the War] , this volume is 
another creditable publication of Bellweather Uni 
versity Press [they publish my book next week]. 

The paperback trade has entered the competition 
for Civil War publications. Gory and lurid covers in 
your corner drugstore advertise the latest War 
novels. 

Lady Chatterley*s Forage Master. 

Exodus A Novel of Bragg s Military Career. 

Look Backward, Angel A Novel of the U.D.C. 

A World I Never Made A Brief History of the 
South. 



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The ultimate in Civil War bibliography is still the 
monograph. Several thousand are published each 
year, but only the top sellers can be mentioned here. 

General E. J. Stackhouse. Seeking the Lost: The 
Wilderness Campaign. 

Gunpowder Vandiver. Mighty Stonewall: A Sur 
vey of Ante-Bellum Virginia Architecture. 

Gunpowder Vandiver. Rebel Blast: A History of 
Confederate Ordnance. 

Clifford Dawdey. The Land They Fought For: A 
History of White Citizens Councils. 

Bull Wiley. Farewell to Arms: The Life of Johnny 
Reb. 

Douglas Southall Freeholder. Til Cry Tomorrow: 

A Biography of R. E. Lee. 

Among the books not to include on your selected 
reading list are : 

The Life and Sermons of Reverend Elijah Gooch 
of the $3rd Alabama Infantry in Six Volumes. 

An Examination of the Techniques of Confederate 
Gunpowder Measuring with an Additional Re 
port on Metallurgy Experiments Conducted at 
Relishburg, Georgia, Regarding the Density of 
Number Two Ironplate Cartridge Boxes, 1861- 
1865. 

Confederate Memorial Volume of Songs and Poems 
by Miss Cypress Pantaloon of Oxford, Missis 
sippi, Together with the Funeral Orations of 
General Leonidas Polk. 



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History of the Forty-Third Arkansas Regiment, 
as Told by Its Old Commander; Appended to a 
Complete Roster of the Old Forty-Third. 

The Complete Papers, Letters and Speeches of 
General Theophilu,s Holmes m Twenty-Seven 
Volumes. 

How long will Confederatesmanship flourish? The 
new Confederacy receives reinforcements every year. 
The Long-Playing Record Collector has also joined 
the ranks. Time was when the only Civil War music 
available was either old movie soundtracks or ancient 
records of Roy Acuff singing "Battle Hymn of the 
Republic." Nowadays, Confederates gather and weep 
over a variety of albums. Every recording artist and 
some that are not have recorded Civil War albums. 
Some of the most notable ones are : 

Songs I Wish I Could Have Sung the First Time 
Around, by the TJ.D.C. Chorale. This album includes 
such hits as "Marching through New York," and 
"Confederate Victory March. 5 

Cool Rob Lee and His Rebel Rockers Shake the 
Civil War, which contains "Rocking Bonnie Blue 
Flag," "You Ain t Nothing but a Carpetbagger," 
and "Just Before the Battle, Mother, Mambo." 

Other top-selling albums are Urias Cowfever and 
His Smoky Mountain Rail Fence Rompers Pick Out 
Songs of the Southern Secession, and The South 
African Hippopotamus Jawbone Band Plays Songs 
of Dixie. 



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From Birth of a Nation and Gone with the Wind 
to Saturday Westerns, the Confederates continue to 
win the battle of the movie screen. Southern armies 
are usually pictured as outnumbered but not out 
fought ; Southern officers as having a dash of chivalry 
not present in their Yankee foes. If the South loses, 
in a movie, it loses because it was overwhelmed by a 
force some one hundred times larger. In Western 
movies, the South has always won out at the end by 
rescuing a smaller Northern force from a horde of 
Apache Indians. 

Perhaps there will be a movie titled Whatever 
Happened to Robbie Lee? in which all of the cliches 



The heroic women 




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and maudlin lines that have been uttered in Civil War 
movies will be assembled for one last big gasp. 

AGED PLANTATION OWNER TO SON IN NO UNIFORM! 

"There s been a Tolliver in every war so why are 
you standing there in your BVDs?" 

AGED PLANTATION OWNER TO SWEET MAGNOLIA BLOS 
SOM, BOTH LOOKING FAR DOWN ROAD : "Don t worry, 
honey, he ll be back some day." 

HEROIC SON TO MAGNOLIA BLOSSOM: "I ll be back some 
day and we ll build that little smokehouse for two." 

MAGNOLIA BLOSSOM TO HERO : "I ll be waitin by the 
stable door for your return*" 



of the South 




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GRIZZLED SERGEANT TO ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR: 

"It wuz us who did the fighting at Bull Run, 
Sharpsburg, etc., etc., and not you fancy officers/ 3 

ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR TO GRIZZLED SERGEANT : 

"You must think I like sending those men out there 
to be killed" 

YOUNG HERO TO GRIZZLED SERGEANT: "Look, the 

Yankees are charging." 

GRIZZLED SERGEANT : (Calmly spitting tobacco juice} 
"Save your powder, boy, they ll get a lot closer." 

YOUNG HERO TO GRIZZLED SERGEANT: "Look the 

Yankees are being ambushed by Apaches." 

GRIZZLED SERGEANT TO ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR: 

"Hooray ! We ve saved the gold shipment that will 
buy foreign troops to help Robert E. Lee take 
Washington and win the War." 

ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR TO GRIZZLED SERGEANT: 

"But they are Americans we just can t let them 
be slaughtered by Indians." 

(Follows fifteen minutes of unnecessary drumbeatmg 9 
mcoTwrent shouts of "Mount up," bands playing med 
leys of Civil War songs.) 

ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR: "Sergeant, move the men 
forward." 

GRIZZLED SERGEANT: "Forward men." 

YOUNG HERO TO FRIEND: "Look, we re moving for 
ward." 



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(Union and Confederate battle flags now stand side 
by side while soundtrack repeats medley of war songs 
till Indians are routed.) 

EMBARRASSED YOUNG UNION CAPTAIN FRESH FROM 

WEST POINT : "My compliments, sir." 

ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR TO EMBARRASSED YOUNG 
UNION CAPTAIN FRESH FROM WEST POINT! "My 

compliments too let s cut this war jazz, split the 
gold, and invest in Western real estate." 

EMBARRASSED YOUNG UNION CAPTAIN FRESH FROM 
WEST POINT TO ELEGANTLY DRESSED MAJOR! 

"Spoken like an American." 




The Great Confederate Epidemic: 

Centennialism, Roundtabilitis, 

& Re-enactment Fever 



Time was that if Podunk Corners wanted to commem 
orate the birthday of General Lockjaw Polk, nobody 
got very excited. The local cell unit of the Sobbing 
Sisters of the S.S. would head for the village statue 
and hang a wreath on its granite cartridge box ; the 
ducktail-adorned local guard unit would fire a dis 
interested volley; and last year s 4-H Queen would 
read a grisly poem telling of General Folk s retreat. 
Not so today. The local boys from the Chamber of 
Commerce, motel owners, cider and minie ball huck 
sters, and retired National Guard Colonels who never 
saw a live round of ammo, have joined forces to 
commemorate in style everything from the battle of 

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Gettysburg to the last mule in the Rebel army. Two 
groups have led the way in the present day race to 
commemorate the centennial commission and the 
roundtable members. 

The centennial commission, whether statewide or 
local, is usually comprised of the following members : 

CHAIRMAN: An off-beat State College history 
teacher and Civil War buffoon whose last book sold 
two copies* 

EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR: This post, which demands 
leg work and tail resting, is generally filled by an 
out-of-work and self-appointed "Colonel," who got 
his commission as a former auctioneer. He wears 
moth-chewed suede coats, splatters his droll con 
versation with references to "f athuh s division" and 
the "Yunkees," and displays on the wall behind his 
oversized desk a large map of Civil War campaigns, 
replete with numerous colored tacks. 

THE COMMITTEE : No centennial commission would 
be complete without the Committee. The Committee 
is composed of influential state senators, battlefield 
motel owners, high brass of the Sobbing Sisters of the 
S.S., county judges, bored bank presidents who col 
lect lead soldiers, and a solid phalanx of first class 
antiques such as family tree surgeons and museum 
operators. All of these people are affected with a 
strange and contagious malady known as "Centen- 



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nialism." Basically, the disease Centennialism is the 
uncontrolled desire to commemorate. 1 The object of 
the centennial celebration makes no difference. If 
Robert E. Lee threw a corn cob at a pesky camp dog 
somewhere in the neighborhood, a commemoration 
ceremony will be held, complete with the planting of 
a gaudy, silvery-embossed highway marker. There is 
something magic about the figure 100, possibly the 
fact that it so closely resembles a one dollar mark. 

The symptoms of Centennialism are easy to dis 
cern: the pulse quickens whenever the term "Con 
federate Monument" is mentioned ; eyes dilate at the 
sight of an unmarked Civil War site; the nose 
twitches violently when within 500 yards of an un- 
restored Civil War breastworks ; and extreme itching 
occurs, especially near the pocketbook, whenever the 
term "tourist" is mentioned. Naturally, the Centen 
nial Committee plans all ceremonies within range of 
local motels and orange blossom honey stands oper 
ated by surprise! Committee members. 

Centennialism is seen in two acute forms "Round- 
tabilitis" and "Re-enactment Fever." The breeding 
place for many Civil War bugs is the Roundtable, 
made up of hapless individuals who have Round- 
tabilitis. A roundtable is not a roundtable at all, for 
the only table these Civil War buffs see is the game 
room bar. A typical Civil War roundtable might con- 
1 To make money. 



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sist of: a former shavetail second lieutenant who 
never tires of telling how he singlehandedly won the 
Battle of the Bulge ; a frustrated plumber who always 
wanted to charge with Pickett; a henpecked elec 
trician whose wife would not let him keep mummified 
generals in the house ; and, almost always, a Confed 
erate money dealer, who always "just happens to 
have" a slash mark III Leonidas Polk thirty-five dol 
lar bill in his wallet for fellow members to fawn over. 
Roundtables have more officers and ranks than the 
original Confederate army, which is saying quite a 
lot. Civil War buffoons do not stop with a president, 
secretary, and treasurer. Everyone is an officer. Such 
high offices are held as : 

GUIDON BEARER i Takes down all the pin-ups after 
the meeting closes. 

FORAGE MASTER : The leader of the advance on local 
tavern. 

DRUM MAJOR: Hires the high stepper who enter 
tains after the meeting is over. 

CO:LOR GUARD : A delegation which writes angry let 
ters whenever a Civil Rights Bill is before Congress. 

Roundtables divide themselves into military units 
such as platoons, batteries, and squads of four for gin 
rummy. In almost every roundtable, one will find a 
member smitten with uniformitis (i.e., a mania for 
wearing the exact uniform and equipment that Gen- 



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eral Beauregard wore right down to his ragged un- 
dershorts) . This type of Civil War buffoon will accost 
you upon entering the meeting hall, and, with gleam 
ing eyes, inform you that your forage cap should 
have a black worsted braid not over one-eighth of 
an inch wide. You hardly have time to run to the 
nearest surplus store to right the error when he jo 
vially informs you that the chevron on your sleeve is 
not one inch above the position of the elbow joint. 
Feebly, you throw your regulation blue tunic around 
yourself to conceal more mistakes in dress, only to be 
informed that the single row of six brass buttons on 
your tunic does not extend to the waistline. Even 
when the buff attempts to maintain proper uniform 
standards, he can fall into error. One hapless Civil 
Warrior, whose roundtable wore shell jackets with 
eight brass buzzards on the gizzard, was arrested en 
route to the meeting for impersonating a highway 
patrol officer. Uniformitis is an expensive form of 
roundtabilitis. Surplus stores get rich on Civil War 
buffoons who troop in to purchase gray twill tunics, 
yellow silk sashes, gilt braid forage caps, and regula 
tion cavalry boots fresh from the closeout of a motor 
cycle accessory supply house. 

The minutes of a typical meeting: 

7:00 P.M. Bugle call to arms. Since Chief Bugler 
Leonidas Poke VII was too inebriated to blow, an 



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LP record of the South African Loyalist Corps Drill 
Team was used. 

7 :10 P.M. Pledge of allegiance to the Confederate 
flag. During the pledge, the flagstand collapsed and 
four states on the flag were soaked in the rum punch. 

7 :15 P.M. The Grand Minutes Major removed his 
cavalry hat and read the minutes of the last meeting. 
Remarks concerning the argument over where to have 
the annual parched corn and salt pork feed were 
stricken from the records as too profane. 

7:30 P.M. The business meeting commenced. 
Forty dollars was voted to send to the Wetumpka, 
Tennessee, Ladies Trap Drum Regiment Auxiliary 
to restore the statue of General Felix Zollicoffer, 
whose right knee was crushed by a drunken bulldozer 
operator. 

7 AS P.M. The Roundtable voted fifty dollars as 
a cash award for the sixth grade student at Coontrot, 
Kentucky, who writes the best essay on why the Con 
federacy would have won the War for Southern 
Liberation if it had had more men. 

8:00 P.M. Discussion of possible new members. 
Mr. Hobart Lumpkin was rejected by a 40 to 2 vote 
because he has a cousin who lives in Michigan. Colo 
nel Bluefield Allegheny, prominent stockraiser, was 
unanimously accepted after promising to loan the 
Roundtable his entire herd of fine Kentucky mules 



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for the re-enactment of the cavalry skirmish at Davis 
Ford, Tennessee. 

8 :30 P.M. Grand Sergeant Major introduced the 
speaker for the evening, Lester B. Cockroach, Grand 
Imperial Cannon Swabber of the Maury County, 
Tennessee, Howitzer Drill Unit. Mr. Cockroach de 
livered a fine two hour lecture on "Where Nathan 
Bedford Forrest Crossed Duck River on November 
29, 1864," complete with sound movie, colored slides, 
charts, and flannelgraphs. 

10:30 P.M. Recreation Hour was provided by 
Forage Master Tobe Jones. A fine performance was 
given by the Rebellettes, from Backwater, Missis 
sippi This fine precision exotic dancing team re 
moved their regulation uniforms smartly to the tune 
of "Yellow Rose of Texas." Highlight of the eve 
ning s entertainment was an impressionistic dance 
representing the flags of the Confederacy. 

12 :00 Midnight Following a lengthy Recreation 
Hour, club members, before departing for individual 
bivouacs, slaked their thirst at the Rebel canteen, a 
folding bar which fits smartly into the rear of the 
Civil War bookcase of host Herby Johnson. 

Avid roundtables purchase elaborate outfits and 
organize drill teams to perform not only at local bat 
tle re-enactments and centennial celebrations, but at 



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practically any event to which they are invited, 
whether the County Co-op Fertilizer Queen Pageant 
or a parade honoring the opening of a new agricul 
tural extension service. The smaller the town, the 
more elaborate is the name and dress of the drill team* 
Hence, in Tennessee you might have the Ragweed 
County Flaming Zouave Dragoons composed of local 
feedstore employees riding plough mules. 

Artillery units are also very popular. Local round- 
tables buy cannon from scrap iron jobbers or else 
"requisition them" from national military parks. The 
result might be the Watercress County, Kentucky, 
Royal Brass Napoleon Artillery Battery, consisting 
of one battered field p t iece too dangerous to fire. 
Casualties among these groups who insist upon 
demonstrating their inability to handle old weapons 
are larger than in most of the Civil War battles. 
Roundtables lose charter members by the caisson- 
load every time some cannon of ancient vintage is 
rammed up for a July 4 shoot-out. Avid roundtable 
members intent upon drill-team firing of decrepit 
rifles are frequently maimed when they put enough 
charge in a rabbit rifle to kill an elephant. At the 
centennial celebration of the birthday of General Cut 
lass Cotton-boll, held at Womply Springs, Missis 
sippi, the fine artillery battery from Holly Bogs, 
Mississippi (which doubled as the volunteer fire de 
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crowd gathered at the general s statue. However, one 
Bernie Zuck, assistant wheel greaser for the battery, 
dropped his rabbit-tobacco cigar into the firing pan 
of the cannon, and the fine statue of the general was 
reduced to a handsome sundial. 

By far the most contagious form of Confederate 
sickness is Re-enactment Fever, which hits both round- 
table members and centennial commissions. One cen 
tennial organization has gone so far as to put out a 
book entitled. Instructions for Organization, Equip 
ment, and Uniform of Military Memorial Units, 
which has more rules than the old Rebs had ever 
heard of. In previous years, when citizens wanted to 
join in a commemoration ceremony, they grabbed a 
ten-cent flag and marched with the band. Not so with 
those neo-Confederates smitten with Re-enactment 
Fever. The minimum of equipment demanded for 
participation in a Rebel wake includes uniforms, 
pistol, saber, cartridge box, canteen, saddle, blanket, 
bedroll, and preferably a horse which explains why 
the Civil War is still a rich man s war and a poor 
man s fight. 

Commissioners and roundtablers smitten with the 
fever will re-enact everything. The favorite re-enact 
ment is the battle. Thousands of volunteers are avail 
able to portray Confederate soldiers ; Union soldiers 
are drawn by lot because it has always been their lot 
to be the villain. 



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A typical Confederate army portrayed in a re- 
enactment of the battle of Indian Burp, Arkansas, 
might include : 

COMMANDING GENERAL: General Hammus Hock, 
portrayed by State Senator and Chairman of the 
Historical Appropriations Committee I. 0. Belch. 

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER : Brigadier General Eli- 
jah Bullmoose, portrayed by I. 0. Belch, Jr., son of 
Senator Belch, promising student and pool player at 
Grundy State College, 

FIRST ARMY CORPS : The first corps, commanded by 
Colonel Ezra Spit (portrayed by prominent Burp 
County lawyer and prospective candidate for County 
Judge, Elias Hunk), is made up of boys from the 
Lacepants Military Academy Spotted Horse Troop. 

SECOND CORPS: The second corps, commanded by 
Brigadier General William J. Hardeeup (portrayed 
by Humbert Plump, State Commander of the Sons 
of the Sobbing Sisters of the Southern Secession), 
are volunteers recruited from the State Highway 
Patrol. 

CAVALRY: The cavalry battalion, commanded by 
Lieutenant General Nathan Bedford Furrier (por 
trayed by State Sobbing Sisters Vice Regent Miss 
Alma Plunk, who grew a handsome beard for the oc 
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Flauntitboy Riding Academy from Bourbonsnod, 
Kentucky. 

ARTILLERY BATTERY : The artillery battery, com 
manded by Colonel Winchester Chainshot, is por 
trayed by the Nashville, Tennessee, Fifth Davidson 
County Light Mounted Napoleon Swabbers Battery, 
commanded by Guflford Snob, prominent Nashville 
wholesale plumbing parts salesman* 

Special mention for the ceremonies should be given to : 

Burp County Ladies Aid Society, for help in re 
moving the wounded when the artillery battery ex 
ploded. 

Elijah Cob, Burp County Constable, for his help 
in directing traffic. Officer Cob wisely allowed only 
those automobiles bearing the sticker "Centennial 
Commission Official Car" to drive over the Federal 
breastworks in the final Confederate charge. 

Sheriff Opie Jones, for his quick apprehension of 
fourteen Confederate infantrymen using live am 
munition. 

Mr. Lester Gooch, for his excellent operation of the 
sunglass concession located in the Confederate biv 
ouac area. Mr. Gooch respectfully pulled the plugs 
out of the automatic vending machines during the 
reading of the "Ode to the South." 

Warden Horace Jones of the Burp County Prison 



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Farm, who donated 300 trustees to portray the Fed 
eral army. And to the State Highway Patrol for re 
covering one corps of the Federal army, which fled the 
battlefield and the county in the heat of the day s 
battle* 




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on the Re-enactment at 

Gosliris Branch 



It all started over the battle of Goslin s Branch. Ac 
cording to Miss Elsie Sloan at the county library, 
the fight was between Colonel Asthma M. C. F. Kil- 
patrick s 385th Arkansas Light Mounted Bragoon 
Horse Artillery and Brevet Lieutenant Colonel 
Wheezemeyer A. Hankin s Brigade of the 145th 
Rhode Island Mounted Fusileers (provisional) . Most 
everybody around Goslin s Branch had forgot about 
the big battle till the Sobbing Sisters of the Southern 
Secession (Camp 4<52), commanded by Mrs. Tobe 
Potts (he s the fertilizer salesman over at Cave 
Springs), decided to build what they called in the 
county newspaper a "decent and fitting memorial to 
this decisive battle, the highwater mark of Confed- 

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erate fortunes in the western part of Southeastern 
Tennessee." 

Now I don t care much myself, cause everybody 
knows around here that the battle was fought over 
who was going to get the six hogs out of Junior Pott s 
grandfather s back pen down by Mingo Branch. Fact 
is, only real casualty was a Yankee forage master 
who ran into the outhouse while looking back over his 
shoulder. But this didn t make much difference. Camp 
452 decided that some kind of stone ought to be put 
up to remember the event. 

Well, that didn t exactly bother me either, except 
that they decided to put up a marker next to Augie 
Dodson s pond on the Sequatchie Road. Since they 
held the lease on the property, the Sobbing Sisters 
voted to fence the pond in, build a monument, and go 
down to the Tolliver Landing graveyard and haul 
up what s left of Colonel Winchester St. Lefant 
Potts. 1 Then they would bury the old bastard by 
the pond and only allow folks to fish there who could 
prove some way or other that their ancestors fought 
in the battle. 2 

That nailed the hide to the smokehouse. Every 
body in this half of Sequatchie County knows that 
Augie Dodson s pond is the best bullhead hole west 
of the log dam on the Caney Fork River. For years it 
has been open to anybody who wanted to use it, so 

*Tobe Pott s grandfather and Confederate commander in the 
battle. 
2 On the Confederate side. 



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long as he didn t let Si Mosby s sheep out of the south 
field. Besides, this had always been the official meeting 
place of the Cumberland Ridge Coon and Fox Hound 
Breeders Association M.O. 3 Wasn t another place 
west of Knoxville where a man could sit and drink 
hard cider and fish bullets, and have a body s peace. 

So I reckon I knew what to expect when the club 
had its monthly meeting at the county line service 
station the next night. By the time I got there, things 
were going whole hog. I could see all twenty members 
there, and most of them were already plastered on 
Mrs. Sue Nell Mangum s homemade watermelon white 
wine. Hubert Hill, Sunday School Superintendent 
over at Cave Springs Two-Seed-in-the-Sprrit-Re- 
formed Evangelical and Running-Water-Baptism 
Only Church was holding the floor fact is, he was 
lying on it (Hubert always could drink more than a 
boar coon eating sorghum). "It s unconstitutional, 
immoral, and a downright durn dirty trick," he 
spluttered. "Why, everybody knows old Winchester 
Potts was the biggest stud east of Elk River." Don t 
think I d argue that. 

Fact is, the only fighting old Winchester did worth 
anything was when the Yankees trapped him in bed 
with some woman over at Horse Mill one December 
night in 1862. Seems Colonel Potts, who had been 
detached for "special service," fought his way clean 
out of bed, past a whole squad of Yankee cavalry and 

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out the front door of the Stockfarmers Hotel. Folks 
said it was a right smart fight. Probably would have 
been a sight ^more impressive if Winchester hadn t 
caught his night shirt on the hitching post when he 
jumped on his horse. According to all reports, Colonel 
Potts had the honor of being the only naked cavalry 
man in Bragg s army that night in action on the 
Shelbyville road. 

Well, the club decided to send a committee to the 
monthly meeting of the Sobbing Sisters to see what 
we could do about keeping the pond open. Having 
some Confederate ancestry myself (grandpa packed 
cartridges at the Selma arsenal) I was chosen spokes 
man. When we got to the meeting room (basement of 
the Baptist Church) the meeting had already started, 
so we slipped in on the back row. Mrs. Tobe Potts, 
the Imperial Sergeant-Major General, was reporting 
on ways and means. She wasn t much to look at (had 
a face like a gutted catfish) but she cut a right smart 
figure in her uniform, even if her sword did keep 
stabbing her big toe. Fact is, she was rumored to be 
the only woman in town with a picture of Pickett s 
charge on her left bicep. 

After she reported, everybody stood up and sang 
"Marching through New York." It was right catchy, 
but Hobie Gilbert swore up and down that he d heard 
the tune before. Then Miss Sue Nelle Hawkins led the 
pledge of allegiance to the South, at which time the 
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class presented arms. Would have been right impres 
sive if Miss Bessie hadn t swung her flag too soon 
and caught Sue Nelle across the ribs. Sue Nelle (boys 
at the pool hall claimed she had a pair of drawers 
made out of a battle flag) jumped like a goosed boar 
and told Miss Bessie to keep her durn hands off the 
regimental flags anyway. 

Well, they got quieted down when the club sang 
their official Confederate hymn, "Never Grow Old," 
after which Mrs. Sam Sewell led a closing prayer 
for "continued peace and good will," which would 
have gone over better if she hadn t dropped a car 
tridge box right before she amened. 

We saw we weren t doing any good, so we slipped 
out and went down to rest at the pool hall. Signs 
were already going up all over town about the big 
centennial celebration, and it looked like a real f oot- 
stomper was in store, with bands, schoolteachers from 
State College reading all kinds of important papers, 
and all six candidates for sheriff on the program. The 
club held a meeting in the back room of the pool hall, 
but it was more like a funeral. Hobart Jones, had 
a face as long as a Plott hound when he reported 
there wasn t nothing in the deed at the courthouse 
that would keep em from planting old Colonel Potts 
at our bullhead hole. Besides, Augie Dodson s wife 
had done put the pressure on him to let the women 
use the pond. Seems she made him sleep on the couch 
for a week. At which he relented and not only let 



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em use the pond, but got rooked into being appointed 
Lieutenant-Colonel of the Secession Auxiliary. Then 
Lick Sullivan, the official keeper of the club s f oxhorn 
announced his retirement because of "circumstances 
beyond his control" (he weighed 120 and his wife 
240). Seems the whole club just busted up, so we 
couldn t organize any opposition. Lem Wilkins joined 
the church and even gave up chewing, and Sam Wash- 
burn, the president, got thirty days for killing fox 
squirrels out of season. 

The day of the big show arrived with only three of 
us left in the club. But one was driving a float and 
another hung one on at the pre-centennial fish fry, 
so that left just me. I hung around the pool hall until 
parade time. I guess I ve seen five parades in my life 
time, but this was the biggest since a local girl won 
the Valley Sweet Potato Queen Contest back in 42. 
In all I guess I counted 
three bands, including one 
fine eleven-piece one from 
the Monroe County Con 
solidated High School. 
This one has always been 
a big favorite of mine since 
drum majorette Lula Mae 
Shouse forgot to wear her 
tights in the 1950 "Bring 
Our Boys Back From Ko 
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I m not even counting the drill team from the Ladies 
Temperance Society that carried signs saying to 
drink spring water and keep healthy. They clanked 
soft drink bottles in rhythm till they reached Doc 
Bufford s drugstore, where they fell out from ex 
haustion. 

Then came the official party in the constable s car. 
It was an impressive group, even though the car threw 
a rod and they had to continue the parade in Opie 
Read s cattle truck. There was Major Gus Turner 
running for re-election. Miss Sue Nelle Hawkins, 
the Fertilizer Co-op Queen, and little Lancelot Pigg, 
the county spelling champion. Next I spotted Boy 
Scout Troop 599 from Oliver Springs, dressed in 
authentic Indian costumes. They looked right Indian, 
even if little Eddie Logan s headdress did have 
"Hoboken, New Jersey," painted on it. 

I stepped in to march with the men s Sunday 
School class from Caney Fork, even though I didn t 
have my button that signified I d read Second Chron 
icles twelve times. We were marching behind the 
county high school majorettes, who later complained 
that they kept getting pinched by a bunch of drunks. 
I can t hardly deny this, since when we made a hard 
right turn on the public square, the whole first row 
of the class, including the roll keeper, kept going 
straight into Bud s Tavern. 

Well, the ceremonies at the pond began in a big 
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Greater Confederate Moral Victory at Gettysburg," 
after which the local K.K.K. harmonica band played 
"All Quiet Along the Potomac Tonight." Then Miss 
Ophelia Cotton Gin, great-granddaughter of the fa 
mous Brevet Brigadier General Secession T. Cotton 
Gin, read the pledge of allegiance to the flag of the 
Fourth Tennessee Infantry. Then a constipated- 
looking teacher from State College started to read a 
right long paper on "Symbolism and Poetic Imagery 
in Confederate Field Battle Reports." I would have 
enjoyed it except Hobie Potts kept going to sleep be 
side me and slobbering on my battle flag. 

Then came time for the burying ceremonies. The 
County Judge delivered a powerful oration on "Colo 
nel Winchester Potts, Father, General, and Nation 
Builder." Right powerful speech covered every 
thing from the battle of Magna Charta clear through 
the causes of the Revolutionary War to the Battle 
of Primm s Smokehouse in 1864. When the Judge 
finished, he took a swig of Miss Willie Lumpkin s 
homemade gourd brandy, and nodded to the Boy 
Scout troop. A war surplus bugle blared out taps, 
and the burying was on. 

The Sobbing Sisters had done it up, alright. To 
make it a more impressive sight, they d decided to 
float the Colonel s coffin across the bullhead pond on 
what they called a funeral barge. Course it wasn t 
really nothing but two of Buck Collins tractor inner- 
tubes and a bunch of nailed planks. But when the 



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bugle played Taps, they started paddling the raft 
across the pond. I could tell right off it was loaded 
a mite heavy. Besides Old Winchester and his coffin, 
there was an official honor guard (Tobe Wilkins and 
his rabbit gun) , and a full delegation of the Sobbing 
Sisters aboard. 

Right off, things went wrong. Just as they neared 
the bank, the hired mourners from Cave Springs 
Church burst into singing "He Arose," but Augie s 
prize sow, cooling off in the mud on the shallow bot 
tom, woke up at the noise and raised up just as the 
funeral barge floated over. The raft flipped and threw 
the whole bunch into the bullhead hole honor 
guard, Sobbing Sisters, and Colonel Potts still riding 



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in his casket. Somebody jumped in and dragged the 
ladies out of the mud while others finally got a rope 
on the coffin, which was floating toward the mill dam. 
Then they hauled the Colonel ashore for the burying. 

Reverend Perkins, by this time a little stout with 
the gourd wine, muttered a few verses, gazed into the 
sky, and whispered through his beard to the pall 
bearers to hurry up and get the bastard planted. 
And then it happened. The Colonel s waterlogged 
casket gave way at the bottom, and the mortal re 
mains of the old boy rattled into the grave all, that 
is, except a small medal which fell at the Judge s feet. 
"Dear friends," he spluttered, "Providence has al 
lowed us a brief glimpse at a war trophy of this 
venerable patriot." He cleared his throat, accidentally 
spit in the grave, and read the inscription. "To 
Colonel Winchester Potts, for four years service be 
hind the Rebel lines as a spy. Best regards, Major 
General U. S. Grant, U.S.A." 

Well, that was last month, and rumor has it that 
the Sobbing Sisters have disbanded and are now 
weaving potholders instead. I don t know why they 
took it so hard. I thought it was right enjoyable so 
enjoyable that I reckon I ll mosey down to Chat 
tanooga next month. I hear tell they re planning a big 
celebration there, too. Guess I ll go that is, if the 
bullheads quit biting ! 

Your correspondent, 
Ezra Buttrey 




Atlas of Dull, Inconsequential & 

Unimportant Places Not to Visit 

on a Centennial Tour of 

Confederate Battlefields 



Northern tourists in the South have always needed 
protection from crumbling Confederate statues of 
Braxton Braggs, imitation dogwood, and hush pup 
pies with Mickies in them. Most guide books are out 
of date because so many sites, especially graveyards, 
have been moved to make room for TVA. Many an 
old state s righter either turned over in his grave or 
got turned out of it by this phase of the New Deal. 
The following guide is provided for tourists who 
plan to attend any of the 1,001 battle re-enactment 
blow-outs that will ravage the South during the cen 
tennial celebration. The pace of the re-enactments is 
proceeding so rapidly that many Southerners claim 
they are already in a Second Reconstruction, which 

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is not much like a second honeymoon unless the Su 
preme Court looks like your mother-in-law. 

This tour will proceed as follows : Lexington, Ken- 
tucky-Gunlock, Tennessee-Burp s Corner, Georgia 
Lynchmob, Mississippi-New Orleans, Louisiana via 
U.S. 31, U.S. 41, U.S. Grant and General Sherman, 
State Route 10%, sixteen fox trails, and a creekbed. 
To confuse the tourist, the tour is described in a man 
ner similar to the descriptions of tours in the Amer 
ican Guide Series. 

Mileage 

.666% * Lexington, Kentucky. A quiet and charm 
ing town, Lexington is the birthplace of General Phi 
lander Crust, C.S.A., 1840-1865. General Crust, one 
of the 546 boy heroes of the Confederacy [which 
makes us think somebody s kidding ] 9 was killed at 
Cowpile, Alabama, in 1865, when his faithful horse 
Terence kicked six soldiers and one nearby cannon 
shell. General Crust, dying in the arms of his orderly 
Fitzgerald who was busy picking the general s pock 
ets, uttered those famous words, "Ouch!" His home 
is now run by the Sobbing Sisters of the Southern 
Secession, Old Horse Chapter, and is operated by the 
old antiques as a museum. 

41.1. At this point the road ascends Goose Moun 
tain. At 42.3, right 6 miles to dry ford, cross and fol 
low hog path 55 feet to Lonesome Rock. At Lone 
some Rock, tradition says all Confederate generals 



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who ever admitted losing a battle wrote their names 
both of them. 

51.6: Left, 6 miles, then east 5 miles on Peapatch 
Turnpike to home of Luster Mint julep, popular 
Blowhard County Secession leader. Here one sees the 
famous Mint julep smokehouse, where other hams 
were cured. 

62.3 : Highway crosses Tennessee line. 

62.4 : Speed Trap. 

62.5 : Office of Justice of the Peace* 

62.6: Loan Office. 

74.999 : Right 6 miles to the curve overlooking the 
Sowbelly Fork of the East Branch of North Shin- 
bone Creek is the beautiful Marsha Falls, named for 
a local Southern belle who loved to kick the gong 
around. Local superstition says that underneath the 
falls was a favorite hiding place for Yankee soldiers 
and Marsha. 

85.4 : Left 6 miles to Big Piggut Church National 
Cemetery. Six Confederate soldiers who died from 
overeating country ham were buried in June 1862. 
The graves are marked and cared for by the S.S.S.S., 
Humbert Burp Chapter. Donations are appreciated. 
Leave them with the kindly old sexton or if he is 
absent, put them on the front seat of his sports con 
vertible. 

90.2: The highway gently traverses Hog Ridge 
and drops suddenly. After picking yourself up, con 
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92.1, one sees the famous Losers Leap. Tradition has 
it that General A. S. S. St. Fluke, U.S.A., com 
mitted suicide here after surrendering his mountain 
garrison to a platoon of folksingers. 

98.9 : BLUE BOILING SPRINGS. Here on the Cumber 
land Mountain range is located a century-old spa and 
health resort. Chalybeate springs pour forth large 
quantities of mineral water. Blue Boiling Springs is 
a growing community, consisting of one hotel, one 
general store [with a new meat chopper], and forty- 
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Crawl Inn Hotel, Miss Sue Nelle Goldenrod, called 
by some who lived to regret it the poet laureatess of 
the Confederacy, wrote 400 stanzas of her most fa 
mous poem, "The Death of General Zollicoffer at 
Mill Springs, Kentucky. 35 

100.1 : Right .2 mile to Tinkling Spring. (Caution ! 
There is a narrow foot trail to the spring use safety 
harness. Visitors should check with the First Aid sta 
tion before descending.) Soldiers from both armies 
drank together at the spring, if they ran out of 
booze, they drank out of the spring. Whether they 
wore the blue or the gray, both sides wore hangovers. 

128.6: Left .6 mile to a frog pond, right 8 miles 
to Robber s Cave. This cave was once the hideout of 
notorious Rebel outlaws and robbers led by the in 
famous Fleecem Jones. Today the cave is owned by 
another operator, Fleecem Jones III, who in dealing 
with tourists stopping at the cave, carries on in the 
great tradition of his ancestors. Right .2 mile to the 
Grand Hall of Glittering Columns and the Palisaded 
Fountain of Snowfall of Stalactite and the Stalag 
mite Grand Ballroom of Flowing Onyx. In this un 
pretentious room, cave formations (made of plaster 
by Fleecem Jones III in his workshop), hang from 
the wall. On the ceiling of the room can be seen the 
inscribed names of various Federal soldiers who hid 
out in the cave. The fact that the names appear to be 
written with a ball-point pen causes some slight doubt 
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139.6 : Herbie Peatmoss 5 Civil War Museum and 
Gift Shop. (Park in back lot next to lifesize model 
of Abraham Lincoln, insert a quarter and the me 
chanical Lincoln will split a rail. Insert a dollar and 
he will save the Union.) A side trip from Peatmoss 5 
can be made on burros with cavalry saddles. Each 
tourist can thus ride his ass to the site of Fort 
Plumby, where for five dollars, he can witness the 
Civil War centennial re-enactment of the surrender 
of Fort Plumby, January 5, 1864, by Private Silas 
Gooch, Company B, Fifth HogkUl County, Tennessee 
Mounted Flaming Zouaves, to the Smoky Bear Bri 
gade of U.S. Partisan Rangers. For an additional 
ten dollars, tourists can witness an endorsed national 
Civil War centennial re-enactment of the hanging of 
Private Gooch, sponsored by the Whoopee County, 
Alabama, Civil War Round Table. Donations are re 
quired for the memorial fund for those who volunteer 
to portray Private Gooch. For an additional ten dol 
lars, the guide will get you back through the woods 
to Peatmoss Gift Shop, where the tourists are hung. 

While in the gift shop, visit the lovely museum 
sponsored by the General Simon Bolivar Bucket 
Chapter of the S.S.S.S. A large collection of old 
Confederates and old Confederate items can be found 
here. See especially little Sue Nell Peatmoss collec 
tion of stuffed animals and Confederate brigadier- 
generals. Other interesting items include a stump on 
which General Robert EL Lee sat while being treated 



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by a surgeon for athlete s foot, and a rabbit s foot 
once owned by Stonewall Jackson s pet rabbit, John 
C. Fremont. Of special interest is the stuffed horse, 
Horace, favorite mount of Corporal Buford Plunk. 

After visiting the museum, tourists are invited to 
purchase gifts in the tourist craft shop, where crafty 
salesmen are ready to sell genuine handicraft items 
made in the vicinity by local people. Among the 
locally-made items which can be bought here are: 
handmade Inca Indian Silver Hammered Zipper 
Flys, handmade Smoky Mountain Pottery, hand 
made Ozark Mountain Pottery, handmade Rocky 
Mountain Pottery, handmade mountains. Other items 
include authentic Civil War bullets, used modern 
bullet moulds, and genuine Civil War uniforms and 
rifles [used only in old centennial celebrations]. 

141.2: Georgia State Line. Buy a peach and help 
the Klan. 

156.2 : The highway climbs to the top of the Smoky 
Mountain range [this is some feat in itself for there 
are few climbing highways]. Atop Bugaboo Gap is a 
large aluminum arrowhead, a memorial to the bri 
gade of Cherokee Indians, led by Lt. Col. Sitting 
Bullregard, who defeated a detachment of Sherman s 
army marching through Georgia. The descendants 
continue on in the traditions of their sacred fathers 
by scalping every tourist who stops at the Gap. Two 
miles west is a foot trail and an outdoor amphitheatre, 
where nightly performances are given of the pageant, 



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"The Red in the Confederate Flag, Its Origin, His 
tory, and Meaning to Future Confederate Descend 
ants." This six-hour play is sponsored by the Cracked 
Pottery Chapter of the S.S.S.S. All proceeds from 
the play go toward work on the 300-foot high face 
of General Leonidas Polk being carved on the face of 
the mountain. 

171.4: The highway crosses Bumbling Branch. 
West .2 mile to the spot where Georgia Congressman 
Fatback Sowlasses announced his candidacy for re 
election to the Confederate Congress in 1864. His 
speech was interrupted by the approach of Sherman s 
army and this brave and resourceful southern patriot 
immediately announced his candidacy for the United 
States Congress. 

189.4: Little Pig s Eye Battlefield Museum and 
Chenille Bedspread Shop. This shop is operated by 
the ladies 9 auxiliary of the Sons of the Butternuts, 
an organization of Confederate ancestors. Confident 
of their cause, these Sons of the Butternuts, known as 
SOB s for short, operated a confidence game by sell 
ing Georgia chenille bedspreads made in Brooklyn, 
thus proving the adage, "If you can t outstich em, 
join em." The bedspreads may be bought in a variety 
of familiar patterns, including the famous "Birth of 
Stonewall Jackson s Horse," a diagram of Jefferson 
Davis family tree, and a print showing the total 
number of Union casualties in the war. Proceeds from 
this blanket sale of bedspreads will go toward the 



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centennial re-enactment of Lincoln s assassination, 
which is presented each week at the SOB s Bayonet 
Bread Bake and Parched Corn Supper sponsored by 
the Goosegrease Country Rifle Drill team. The mu 
seum may be reached by automobile; train service 
has been temporarily discontinued for the past 
hundred years. 

189.5 : A large cast iron hog painted Confederate 
gray marks the site of the battle of Little Pig s Eye 
Creek In 1864, the advance of Sherman s 80,000 
troops was temporarily halted at the creek bridge 
by one WiUard Slump, who operated the toll bridge 
over the creek. Placing himself squarely in the path 
of Sherman s army, this brave private citizen defied 




General Sherman enjoying the hospitality of the South 



Atlas of Dull, Unimportant Places [65] 

General Sherman to march his troops across the 
bridge without paying a toll for each soldier. Gen 
eral Sherman replied, "In a Pig s Eye/ 5 and ordered 
the troops forward as Willard Slump held firm. The 
army advanced. His ancestors are invited to drop by 
on weekends and help look for Willard. 

200.4 : Alabama State Line. Watch for fallen stars 
in road. 

200.9 : Left 500 yards to an ancient trysting place 
for soldiers and their sweethearts, Crumbly s Well. 
This handsome glass brick and neon tubing structure 
was built by Enoch Crumbly, early Alabama pioneer 
and confidence man. Superstition has it that coins 
(especially large coins such as silver dollars) bring 
good luck when tossed into this antique structure. 
The good luck is usually brought to Enoch Crumbly, 
Jr., who cleans out the well after dark every night. 

250.4%: Grave of Old Wroxton. (See caretaker 
at Two-Seed-in-the Spirit Evangelical Church, Con 
servative Branch, for the key to the gate, or else just 
kick in the rusty iron fence.) Here under a mag 
nificent stone sculpture of the Alabama Secession 
Convention is buried Old Wroxton, favorite mount of 
Senator Sidemeat, former grand regent, imperial 
viceroy and flag furler of the Sons of the Confed 
eracy. Wroxton served his master well until 1924, 
when, as the Senator was out riding around his sas 
safras plantation, he accidentally jabbed an "Elect 
Calvin Coolidge" button in the horse s rump. The 



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animal tossed his master into a convenient barbecue 
fire, giving birth to the name, "Southern fire eater. 55 

300.2: Southernsnobobia. Right .1 mile on road 
lined with dead magnolia leaves to this palatial man 
sion. Built by Confederate statesman B. Weevil 
Moore, the house was designed by a traveling archi 
tect, who, when he passed on took Mrs. Moore who 
wanted more, with him. Colonel Moore lived in seclu 
sion at the house for two weeks before he married 
again. His second wife, a distant relative of Grover 
Cleveland, is reported by local tradition to have had 
a very handsome moustache. 

400% : Mississippi line. All trucks and buses must 
stop for inspection at the State Pest Control Station. 
Here the State attempts to halt entry of the boll 
weevil, cotton worm, and other things that are bug 
ging Mississippi. 

450: Muster Ground. Located under a clump of 
oaks, was the muster ground of the Tallapoopoochie 
County Artillery. This handsome company of 200 
local dignitaries and six mules, a total of 206 jack 
asses, met weekly during the Civil War to drill and 
to petition their congressman for a cannon. 

500.7: Forks of the Loolapoolooza River. Here, 
where the Watachiee Swamp is traversed by Tal- 
lachusetee Creek which runs into Wishahuskiee River 
which joins Sam s Pond, is the Forks of the Loola 
poolooza River State Historical Monument. In 1864, 
Nathan Bedspring Forrest with fifteen Confederate 



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troops and a fine battalion of Southern pool hall 
roustabouts, ambushed a regiment of Federal mar 
shals guarding a wagon train of confiscated country 
hams. The Federal commander, commenting on the 
ambush, gave birth to the expression, "I couldn t 
see Forrest for the trees." 




Re-enactment blues 




Field piece 




Dictionary of Important 

Civil War Terms to be Used 

in Unimportant Conversations 

by Insignificant People 



CASHIERED One who was dismissed from tlie army 
was cashiered thus he paid the price for his faults. 

CHAINSHOTS Chainshots were soldiers who were 
heavy drinkers. 

DEPOTS Depots were latrines used by German- 
speaking regiments. 

DETACHED BASTION This was a type of fortifica 
tion. It was also a SOB on special assignment. 

DRAGOONS Dragoons were mounted infantry who 
were considered to be monsters by local citizens. 

DRUMMER A name applied to cowardly soldiers 
who beat it when a battle began. 

ESCARP A type of fortification. Also a French 
catfish. 

FTEI/D PIECE A camp follower. 

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FIELD TACTICS Field tactics was the art of mak 
ing hay with a farmer s daughter. 

FERE BALL Fire balls were shells that flashed at 
night, or officers that flashed in daylight. 

GRENADIERS Female hand grenades. 

GUIDES Guides were friendly citizens who guided 
troops to enemy armies or friendly arms. 

GUNNER S PINCERS These were devices used to set 
off a cannon, or a girl. 

KNAPSACK A soldier s bed. 

LIGHT INFANTRY Troops commanded by officers 
who carried no weight in Washington. 

LOOPHOLES Loopholes were holes that soldiers 
fired through and that generals who made mistakes 
crawled through. 

LUNETTE A type of trench dug by an insane 
officer. 

MESS Where and what Confederate soldiers ate. 

MUSTER ROLLS Stale Confederate bread. 

PONTOON A small-sized poltroon. 

POWDER FLASK A pocket flask loaded with gun 
powder, which soldiers thought was a downright waste 
of space. 

QUAKER GUNS These were phony cannon made 
from logs and painted black to deceive the enemy, the 
Penn being mightier than the sword. 

SEXTANT Sextants were devices used by sailors 
for measuring distances around oceans and women. 



Important Civil War Terms [71] 

SPLINTER PROOF The splinter proof was a safety 
shelter for Federal soldiers during enemy attacks. 
During enemy attacks, Federal sailors hid in shrink 
proofs. 

SPURS Spurs were worn by cavalrymen and by 
chickens. To an infantryman, they were one and the 
same. 

TELESCOPIC SIGHTS Telescopic sights were used 
by sharpshooters, as well as by troops stationed near 
nurses quarters. 




Confederama, Americana, Junkarama- 
A Layman s Guide 
to Civil War Relics 



The present-day Confederama craze has turned many 
previously law-abiding citizens into first-class klep 
tomaniacs who chip away at old bricks, dig up mili 
tary parks in the dead of the night, and bilk sweet 
old farm ladies out of grandpa s sword. Collecting 
Civil War "relics" has become a status symbol. The 
layman s collection must contain these items if it is 
to be considered worthy : 

1. A Genuine Confederate Bayonet Most Rebs 
were too poor to afford a rifle, much less a bay 
onet. If it were not for the Spanish-American 
war, there would be a severe shortage of Con 
federate bayonets. 

2. A Genuine Confederate General s sword 
Most of these are old Masonic swords to be had 

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at attractive prices in a Newark, New Jersey 
pawn shop. 

3. A Civil War Canteen Usually a surplus Boy 
Scout job picked up at an abandoned Tender 
foot campsite. 

4. A Cannonball from Shiloh Every collector 
has one. There are more old pieces of lead float 
ing around labeled Shiloh cannonballs than 
there were cannonballs in the whole Confed 
erate army. 

5. A Cartridge Box Spend five minutes in the 
den of a Civil War buffoon and he ll shove a 
crumbling mass of rust into your palm and 
brag about his CW cartridge box. Look close : 
it may be a rusty sardine can. 

6. A Confederate Bullet The buff will thrust 
upon you a battered mass of lead that re 
sembles a fishing sinker chewed by a record 
walleyed pike. 

Serious collectors spend hundreds of dollars each 
year prowling attics and roadside gyp parlors for 
everything from antique lithographs of Robert E. 
Lee s family to a button from General Cornsilk s 
truss. By far the most rabid collector is the one 
smitten with metal detectoratis. Given a war surplus, 
German mine detector and the scent of a minie ball, 
this jerk would plough through the Hanging Gardens 
of Babylon if he thought it would produce Jeb 
Stuart s shoe heeL Elaborate outfits include ear 
phones, metal detector, and automatic shovels which 



Confederama, Americana, funkarama [75] 

dig while a hidden recorder plays "Dixie. 55 One can 
scarcely go to a party without some Civil War buff, 
foaming at the mouth, and dumping a half dozen 
grimy objects into your hands which although they 
look like tire weights, might with a lot of imagination, 
resemble minie balls. 

Another collector to be avoided is the lead soldier 
addict. He will happily shell out five bucks for a 
lead Robert Lee giving a hand salute ; ten dollars for 
R. E. L. looking through field glasses ; and twenty-five 
dollars if he is thumbing his nose at the Yankees. 
Bootleg firms offer more interesting lead soldiers, 
such as female spies paying for information. The 
only bright spot in the future of a leadsman is that 
if he tires of his hobby he is way ahead on fishing 
tackle. 

One sidesteps the metal detector fiend and the col 
lector of lead soldiers only to cope with the egghead 
division of Confederatassa the Confederate stamp 
collector. Confederate stamps were quite unimpres 
sive, their texture resembling that of a tax stamp on 
a three-cent tobacco sack. Rebel envelopes were al 
ways adorned with maudlin scenes showing General 
Zollicoffer being mortally wounded at Mill Springs, 
Kentucky, or a sentimental poem to the girl in the 
cornhusk dress back in Haysack, Kentucky. Pity the 
poor cocktail party guest who gets cornered in a dis 
cussion over the virtues of handstamped pads over 
postmasters* provisions. 

Should the layman be confronted with a collector 



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and find himself hard pressed to carry on an intel 
ligent conversation, we include below a brief glossary 
of remarks for viewing Confederatassa collections. 

"My, but that bayonet looks sharp to be so old." 
(don t comment on the rust-colored stain. It s rust.) 

"Let s see, how was this musket fired, anyhow." 
(Stamps you as a lover of firearms.) 

"A cannonball from Richmond? . * . I have a 
cousin who lives in Lynchburg." (Shows you re well 
connected.) 

"My great-grandfather had a whole trunk of this 
old Confederate money, but he burned it." (Con 
gratulations you have begun the Class-A category 
of shaggy dog story of the Civil War.) 

"I have some old bullets in a shoe box at home you 
might be interested in/ (Guarantees you a dinner 
invitation.) 

Should the layman choose to collect, he will have 
no trouble in finding items to buy. Confederatassa is 
big business today. Someone is always willing to un 
load some old lead bullets, a rusty piece of a rifle, tin 
can fragments, or train conductor s buttons, and call 
them relics of Gettysburg. Running equally strong is 
the gadget trade. For several shekels anyone may 
purchase a Confederate lighter, cigarette case, socks, 
tie, belt buckle, pin, tee shirt, hat, teaspoons, salt and 
pepper shakers, cup and saucer, or even jockey 
shorts. 



Confederama, Americana, funkarama [77] 

However, there are two pitfalls to avoid at all cost 
the roadside museum and the catalog. The roadside 
museum is a combination of old junk under glass and 
new junk on a sales counter. Fifty miles before the 
traveler reaches the museum, he spies gaudy signs 
draping the roadside heralding "Genuine Museum, 
Gift Shop and Wild Animal Museum." After forty- 
nine more miles of cherry cider, chenille, and chocolate 
praline advertisements, the exhausted traveler stops 
at the museum to recover himself. Treading his way 
carefully over piles of rusty cannon balls and stuffed 
bears, he pays a "free will offering" to see the same 
kind of junk he has in his basement, and plunks down 
four bits for a Confederate teaspoon made in Tokyo. 

More beguiling are the mail order house catalogs 
that push old and new Conf ederatassa. They pride 
themselves in terming their products Confederama, 
Americana, Railroadana. 1 

To help the reader avoid mistaking Arkansas hog 
guns for "genuine" Kentucky rifles and paying five 
dollars for a CSA belt buckle picked up at Bull Run 
via a Chicago moulding factory, a brief catalog to 
Conf ederatassa is included here. 

GAMES 

Civil War games are currently very popular. 
Board and dice games are available for all prominent 
battles such as Gettysburg, Chancellorsville, Pea 
Ridge, and Gauley Bridge. Plan your own battle 

1 "Ana" is a catchall for junk. 



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paijOBq }sn[ ndX 

991 U99 SBM }BIJ1 



MONOTONY 



A TOUR OF THE LESSER KNOWN 
BATTLE AREAS OF THE O.W. 



DON T BOTHER TO LOOK 
IT UP-THESE ARE ACTUAL 
NAMES OF BATTLES,PAL. 



* >".**,., * 



Put on your 
grandfather s 
forage cap and 
move up 1 square. 



Your canteen has 
sprung a leak-go 
to Waterproof. 



You are behind the 
sorghum curtain- 
lose 3 turns. 




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strategy. Each game comes complete with a mummi 
fied brigadier general and live black powder for 
special effects. 



CIGAHETTE LIGHTERS 

Wind-up musical box lighters are popular. A hand 
some version features a sixty-piece military band 
playing fourteen verses of "The Conquered Banner 
while miniature rockets fire salvos into your cigar. 
For ministers, the usually "Forget Hell" inscription 
is replaced by "Forget, fudge!" 

CONFEDERATE JEWELRY 

Confederate tie pins are popular if a person does 
not mind walking around all day with a picture of 
General Joe Johnston on his stomach. Key chains 
and watch fobs are adorned with sharp-edged Con 
federate battleflags which neatly rip out the lining of 
your pockets. 

CIVIL WAR HATS 

At almost any battlefield site, one can spot a regi 
ment of tourists walking around in caps that look like 
surplus from the Boer War. No self-respecting, starv 
ing, freezing, bald-headed Rebel would have adorned 
his pate with one of these ornaments that has every 
thing on it but the Jefferson Davis family tree. 




Confederate uniforms varied; 
some were dressier than others 



to 





The Bonnie Blue Flop- 
Confederate Strategy 
& Tactics 



Despite rumors to the contrary, the Confederacy did 
have a strategy in the Civil War. Several schools of 
opinion offered advice to Jeff Davis who welcomed 
it like castor oil. The Beauregard school suggested 
concentrating all available Rebs for one big push. 
The only trouble was that Beauregard s ideas always 
required a couple of million men that Davis did not 
have. The Braxton Bragg school win and retire 
was popular, but as time went on Bragg did less of the 
former and more of the latter. Old Joe Johnston led 
the Fabian School, named for the ancient commander 
famous for his retreats, Fabian tactics was only a 
fancy name for getting the hell out of there. 

Was Jefferson Davis a great strategist? Some 
point to photographs of Davis* furrowed brow and 
thoughtful expression and say he must have been. 
Actually, Davis suffered from headaches. 

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1. Defensive-Offensive This was the heart of 
Confederate strategy, which explains why the Con 
federacy did not live longer. Basically, the idea was 
to sit on the defensive and wait for a favorable mo 
ment to attack. 

This offensive type of defensive strategy was tried 
at least seven times during the War with disastrous 
results. In 1862 the first Rebel offensive was in Texas, 
where a band of Confederraros under General Henry 
Sibley (who invented the Sibley tent and sat in it 
most of the War), hoped to win New Mexico and 
Carlsbad Caverns for the Confederacy. All went as 
planned until Sibley suffered an inglorious defeat at 
Glorietta Pass, after which the Indians took over, 
scalping stray Rebs and robbing them of their belt 
buckles for their grandsons to resell. 

Then in April 1862 the South attacked the North 
at Pittsburg Landing, Tennessee. Since it was 
against roundtable rules for North and South to call 
a battle by the same name, the Yankees refused to 
fight at Pittsburg Landing. Instead they fought at 
Shiloh, "the place of peace/ 5 where the Confeds 
tossed in their magnolias and hightailed to Corinth, 
Mississippi. 

Fortunes were low for Jeff Davis strategy until 
the summer of 1862, when Lee and Bragg tried a 
two-pronged invasion, or more correct, a prong and 
a half invasion. Lee was still apologizing to Davis for 
the not-too-Sharpsburg performance when Bragg 
roared into Kentucky, bourbon-bound. After a mag- 



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nificent job of losing the whereabouts of the enemy s 
army and half of his own, of burning his supply 
dump before evacuating the supplies, and of fighting 
half of the Union army with a corporal s guard at 
Perryville, Bragg retreated to Tennessee. He sal 
vaged only his tranquilizer wagon. 

In 1863 Jeff Davis tried again. Robert E. Lee took 
his troops on a long July Fourth weekend to Penn 
sylvania, where he shot his bolt in a nutty attempt 
to outflank the Main line. A year later Lee tried 
again, sending Jubal Early on a raid up the Shenan- 
doah Valley. He got as far as Washington where he 
sickened at the sight of the Lincoln Memorial and 
turned back. 

The final great defensive-offensive move was the 
1864 Nashville campaign. The Confederate Army of 
Tennessee, which changed commanders more often 
than underwear, was now commanded by John Bell 
Hood, the "Lion of the Confederacy." In a brilliant 
stroke, Hood forgot to lay all of the track on his 
supply railroad. Then he trapped the entire Yankee 
army off base, only to let it march by his campfires 
without even throwing a charcoal briquet. Finally he 
besieged Nashville, the strongest fortress West of 
Gibraltar, with a paltry 17,000 troops. When he lost 
the battle, Hood sat in his tent and cried. 

2. Defend Richmond Jeff Davis, Lee, and other 
Richmond Rebs were infested with a curious blind 
ness of the left eye they never knew there was a 
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made the individual believe that there was no general 
save Lee and that Stonewall was his prophet. Let Don- 
elson fall, let Vicksburgians dine on mule tail soup, 
let the Army of Tennessee be commanded by Bragg 
whatever calamity befell the Western Confederacy 
went unheeded to sniffers of the Shenandoah breeze. 
Confederate officials wanted the capital at Richmond 
so they could keep an eye on front-line operations. 
Their wives wanted the capital at Richmond so .they 
could keep an eye on behind-the-lines operations. 

3. All We Want is to be Left Alone This touch 
ing cry was voiced in 1860 by thousands of peace- 
loving Rebels who wanted only to use their bowie 
knives, bullwhips, rifles, cannon, bayonets, and gun 
boats to kill small game like Harriet Beecher Stowe. 

4. Diplomacy Confederates hoped to whitemail 
Europe into supporting the South. The Rebels be 
lieved that "Cotton was king," and that England 
would aid the South if her supply ran low. But Eng 
land, which was now using Egyptian cotton, main 
tained a Sphinx-like silence, and the Confederacy s 
efforts to reduce John Bull came to naught. The sly 
diplomat John Slidell then parley-vooed with Napo 
leon III but here the South s hopes were Waterlooed 
too. France was too busy frying tamales with Maxi 
milian in Mexico to give aid. The only ruler who 
recognized the South was the Duke of Saxe-Coburg- 
Gotha. Most Southerners did not even know where 
his kingdom was. This was aU right, because he did 
not know where the Confederacy was, either. The 



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most famous diplomatic episode of the War was the 
Trent affair. A Confederate diplomat s liaison with a 
Mrs. Trent. 

5. Geography It was very hard to combine Con 
federate movements in the East and West because 
Confederate leaders did not like integration. Ac 
tivities overlapped and jealous generals refused to 
cooperate and took up their marbles and went back 
home. 

Rebel historians always point out that the flow of 
rivers through the South put the Confederates at a 
disadvantage. This river question has long been the 
crying towel of modern Confederates. Robert E. Lee 
had a knapsack full of good rivers running West to 
East across the front of his lines, but Rebs always 
moan about the lack of barriers to the enemy s ap 
proach on Lee s front. In the West, where the rivers 
ran North to South, Rebs were really up a creek. 

6. Logistics The disparity between the two forces 
has long been a favorite sop for Sobbing Sisters. 
Memorial Day speakers always wax long on the Rebel 
army s shortage of men, munitions, and money. The 
North had 22 million people; the South had 5% 
million whites and 3% million slaves. Official figures 
show that the North s corn production was twice that 
of the South. The North produced ten times as many 
manufactured articles as did the South. What the 
South did produce mint leaves, grouse-feather fans 
and banjoes were not too useful at the Bloody 
Angle, 



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7. To fit his hog-jowl strategy, Jeff Davis had to 
find a set of tactics the science of what troops do 
not do when they get to the battlefield. Rocking chair 
strategists ponder lovingly the droll military terms 
that made up Rebel tactics. Any Confederate battle 
was a "mass offensive." "Surprise" was what the 
Yankees always did to the Rebs. "Economy of force" 
meant saving a rock or two to throw during the next 
battle. And "irregular warfare" all of it, from 
Sumter to Appomattox. 

The three great tactical weapons of the Confeder 
ate army were the bullet, trench, and bayonet. Fire 
power was increased in the War by the use of the 
rifled-musket which fired a minie ball. The minie ball 
was a grooved bullet invented by a French soldier, 
Claude Minie, who wanted a bullet which spun after 
being fired. For putting a little English on the bullet, 
Minie was executed for treason. 

At least eighty-one different types of shoulder 
weapons not counting women spies were used by 
the Confederates. This disparity of weapons did not 
really produce an ammunition problem. All Confed 
erate rifles fired poorly. But the increased use of rifles 
did not produce changes in the age-old tactics of fire 
and shock. Fire was what the Confederates would 
have done if their powder had not always been wet. 
Shock was what they felt when the Union army did 
not disappear after they fired. 



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The nomenclature and procedure for a Confederate 
attack is generally as follows: 

Skirmish line A line of thin soldiers, offering small 
targets, moving ahead of the regular force. Obtain 
ing members for this unit was no problem in Rebel 
armies everyone was underweight. 

Battle line The battle line advanced at intervals of 
7 feet, 6 inches, barring a fractional wind change 
whereby the entire column wheeled left at 7 foot 
intervals in flank formation. In sight of the enemy 
the Confederate line howled and yipped. 





On to Richmond & Other Euphemisms 

A Concise Account of the 

North s Strategy 



Lincoln had no military training but after he learned 
that ten thousand biographers planned to do volumes 
on Northern military strategy, he took less interest in 
posing for pennies, and more interest in the war. He 
gave war operations top drawer priority because his 
cabinet demanded it. 

When war broke out, both sides were using smooth 
bores evidence of this being found in Congress as 
well as the army. 

The often-used smoothbore rifle was loaded at the 
muzzle which meant that the soldier carried the 
bullets in his mouth, thus originating the term 
"armed to the teeth/ 

Many books were written to improve military tac 
tics, the Union using as its final authority, William 



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Hardens imaginatively entitled Tactics. In the orig 
inal work, Hardee discussed at length such military 
concepts as right dress (tux and tails), attacks by 
columns (with special attention to Drew Pearson), 
formations (T and single wing, with an excessive 
number of generals wanting to play quarterback). 
Most theories and plans for whipping the South 
have been devised in recent years by armchair strate 
gists off their rockers. There are so many that an 
index is needed : 

The DEFEND-WASHINGTON SCHOOL. Many North 
erners feared the invasion of Washington by a large 
army of foreigners from the South, trying to take 
the relics from the National Museum. But Jeff Davis 
said no, insisting that the South had enough old relics 
walking around without importing any more. One 
attack was made, however, in 1862. A brigade of 
Southern genealogists stormed the garden of the 
Library of Congress and tried to steal a fine grove 
of family trees. The pedigree tracers intended to 
prune off the limbs of any of their trees which might 
have northern leanings. Protected by coats of arms, 
this daring, hand-picked group cut their way through 
a gallant regiment of the Massachusetts "We Met the 
Mayflower Club," and other allied families, to a 
notable victory. 

The MNCOI/tf-WAS-HIS-OWN-GENERAI, SCHOOL. 

Many people think that Lincoln was the greatest 



On to Richmond & Other Stories 



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military strategist of the war. Even General Grant 
leaned on him after he d had a few. 

The u. s. GRANT SCHOOL. The latest fashion in 
American history is to "reconsider." Everyone is re 
considering Grant, and he now emerges as the world s 
most reconsidered general At West Point, Grant s 
roommate was Jefferson Davis, but the two boys could 
not get along and were separated. Grant always re 
gretted that they divided since Davis had the only 
portable distillery in the dormitory. In 1861 Grant 
was determined that Davis would not leave again. 




U. S. Grant under a cloud 




Just Before the Decisive Battle, 
Mother 



A discussion of what was the Civil War s most de 
cisive battle can produce an argument almost as harsh 
as the subject: Was General Lee really an octaroon? 
According to government publications, there were 
10,455 engagements fought between North and 
South. But just how many men does it take to have 
an engagement? Of the total number, only seventy- 
six were classified as "battles," while 6,377 were 
labeled "skirmishes." The Confederates had more 
descriptive terms for fights than they had money in 
the bank. Just whether or not a fight was a battle or 
a skirmish usually depended upon who got beat. Be 
fore reading a battle account, one should familiarize 
himself with the meaning of the following terms. 

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Campaign What a General calls a maneuver if it is 

successful. 

Reconnaissance An unsuccessful maneuver. 
Battle A fight that the General wins. 
Skirmish A fight that a General loses. 
Strategic Withdrawal A fight in which a General 

gets the stuffing beat out of him. 
Raid A successful attack on a Union chickenhouse. 




Scout The farmer had buckshot. 

Affair What officers had with lady spies. 

Capture What Confederates did when they took 

possession of a farmhouse. 
Occupation What Confederates did if the farmer 

had a daughter. 



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Combat What most generals never saw. 
Siege The successful capture of a distillery. 
Operations Poker games in the mess tent. 
Expedition A night sortie to a battlefield comfort 
station. 

Even worse are the names of battles. An atlas of 
Confederate operations is a lexicographer s night 
mare. The battle of Mill Springs, Kentucky is also 
the battle of Logan s Crossroads, Fishing Creek, and 
Somerset. Do not confuse the battle of Hog Moun 
tain, Alabama, with that of Hog Jowl Valley, Ala 
bama the distinction is that the latter is also known 
as Ladd s Valley. There were three battles at Paint 
Rock Bridge, Alabama, eight battles at Fort Morgan, 
and six battles at Mossy Creek, Tennessee. Also, Con 
federate states named battlefields in different ways. 
Louisiana is swamped with battle names such as 
Bayou Teche and Snaggy Point. Georgia goes back 
to the Indians for names like AUatoona and Coosa- 
ville Road. Maryland takes to the hills to name its 
battles, such as the epic struggles of South Moun 
tain and Crampton s Pass. Mississippi bogged down 
in river bottom nomenclature. Dozens of battles are 
named Tallahatchie River, Hatchie River, Wau- 
hatchie River, or Birdhatchie River. The prize for 
the zanlest battle names must be awarded jointly to 
Kentucky and Tennessee. The Bluegrass state saw 
encounters such as Dog Walk and Goose Creek Salt 



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Works. Tennessee was the scene of such great battles 
as Bobo s Crossroads and Rising Sun. And do not 
forget, something important must have happened at 
the battle of Elrod s Tan Yard in Alabama. 

Another characteristic of Confederate battles was 
how they whizzed, roared, or sputtered. Impecunious 
light colonels, looking for a brigadier s bars, colored 
battle reports with fancy adjectives and purple prose 
that made a battlefield sound like a convention of the 
Association of Onomatopoeia Poets. Battlefield re 
ports are cluttered with bloodthirsty expressions 
such as: 



Roared 


Kicked 


Nudged 


Fled 


Whizzed 


Knocked 


Exploded 


Ran 


Sputtered 


Drove 


Shattered 


Panicked 


Popped 


Stabbed 


Soared 


Routed 


Crackled 


Stung 


Shrieked 


Demoralized 


Boomed 


Jabbed 


Shone 


Retreated 


Banged 


Blew 


Sparkled 


Charged 


Beat 


Blared 


Glittered 


Drove 


Broke 


Trumpeted 


Waved 


Edged 


Cracked 


Gouged 


Resounded 


Slew 


Mashed 


Smashed 


Recoiled 


Killed 


Pushed 


Smacked 


Scattered 


Wounded 


Shoved 


Slammed 


Cut 


Maimed 



Just Before the Decisive Battle, Mother [99] 

Moreover, geographical landmarks were not just 
hills, creeks, and fields. Every Civil War battlefield 
has the same colorful set of landmarks : 



Sunken Road 
Peach Orchard 
Wheat Field 
Corn Field 
Stone Bridge 
Bloody Angle 
Plank Road 
Turnpike 
Stone Wall 
Rail Fence 
Locust Thicket 
Locust Grove 
Hornet s Nest 
Devil s Den 
Rock Church 
Stone Church 
Log Church 
Burnt Church 
Brick Church 
Abandoned Church 
Telegraph Road 



MiE 

Abandoned Mill 
Somebody s Springs 
Somebody s Ford 
MiU Dam 
Burnt Tavern 
Burnt Farmhouse 
Sulphur Springs 
Cedar Hill 
Cedar Knob 
Cedar Mountain 
Cedar Springs 
Abandoned Railroad 
Red Barn 
White Barn 
Burnt Barn 
Raccoon Springs 
Somebody s Crossroads 
Widow Somebody s House 
Pine Knoll 
Beech Grove 




A congressional observer 




I Wish I Could a Gotten 
to the Land of Cotton- 
Bull Run to Petersburg 



The Confederates moved their capital from Mont 
gomery to Richmond because Davis preferred shells 
falling on Richmond to stars falling on Alabama. 
Richmond was a very important town, being the chief 
repository of genealogical records of Southern fami 
lies. Simultaneously, General Joseph Johnston, and 
a Southern army composed of ten thousand brigadier 
generals marched toward Washington. 

The two armies collided at an appropriately named 
creek Bull Run, the scene of the first major engage 
ment of the C.W. For every soldier on the field, there 
were always a dozen or so observers Congressmen, 
artists, photographers, and book publishers ready 
with memoir contracts in hand. 

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At the loss of Bull Run, panic gripped Washing 
ton. Egg rolls on the White House lawn were can 
celed and the bar at the National Press Club was 
emptied. Work was suspended on the Lincoln Memo 
rial, and the Pentagon was camouflaged as a square. 

The Yankees appointed George McClellan as the 
new commander. He was called Little Napoleon by 
his troops because of his habit of tucking his arm 
inside his coat like the little emperor. Actually Mc 
Clellan broke out into a rash every time he came within 
ten miles of battle. McClellan reorganized the army 
the cavalry were assigned to combat duty instead of 
spending all their time giving pony rides to Lincoln s 
kids. 




Land of Cotton 

Meanwhile, Lincoln became impatient lest the war 
would not be over in time for him to enjoy the Wash 
ington theater season. In the summer of 1862 he told 
McClellan to march on Richmond via Williamsburg. 
McClellan protested that his army would get jammed 
up in the Williamsburg tourist traffic but Lincoln 
overruled him. 

Lee scored once more at the Second Battle of Bull 
Run. The new Federal general was John Pope. Pope 
did not aim for Richmond, but instead headed for 
Cedar Mountain, Virginia, for reasons known only to 
himself and he s dead. At this engagement, General 
Phil Kearney was shot in the rearguard by a Rebel 






(1) It s not that we don t 
appreciate you, McClellan, but . . 



(#) We just thought you would be 
happier somewhere else, Pope . . 




How long have you 
been with us, Burnside? 




Hooker^ it s been nice 
knowing you. . . . 





(5) Well, Meade, I don t quite 

Jcnow how to my thu 9 

but... 



(6) Now that that s settled, Grant, 
how about one more short one? 



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sharpshooter. This notable event has been under 
standably overlooked by local commemorating com 
mittees erecting statues. 

Robert E. Lee began his offensive by invading 
Maryland but luckily for the North, a Union soldier 
found Lee s secret plans wrapped around a cigar. 
This was embarrassing for the South since, like all 
good Southern generals, Lee did not smoke, drink, 
chew, cuss, or wear union suits. 

During the summer of 1863 things were dull while 
everyone waited for Vicksburg to surrender. To pick 
up the tempo, Jeff Davis and Lincoln flipped a 
penny 1 and decided to fight the decisive battle of the 
war at Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. Gettysburg was 
selected because of adequate hotel facilities for visit 
ing British generals who would walk around after the 
battle and poke the ground with their swagger sticks. 

In the interim, the Confederates moved against 
Gettysburg Woman s College, known on military 
maps as the Peach Orchard; the pickings were not so 
good and Confederate advances were repulsed. 

With Generals Meade and Lee in charge, the teams 
met in the center of the field. The Federals won the 
toss and elected to receive. Lee had his choice of site 
and decided to defend the western end of the field so 
his good profile would be in front of Brady s cameras. 
The actual battle plan of the siege at Gettysburg 
(discovered in 1924 in the papers of Lee s aide-de- 

1 An Indian-head: Davis considered Lincoln pennies two-faced. 



Mathew Brady covers the battUfront 






Ton don t have to smile, 
General Sherman* 



I wonder if you would mind 

holding up the battle for a 

few minutes, General 

Eumndef 





Well f it s been nice meeting 
you at last) General Lee. 



No thanks, Til have my 

lunch in here; it s going to 

be a long exposure. 




Say cheese. 




It might make it easier, 

General, if you would try to 

visualise a little bird 

about here. 





Could you hold the glass I m awfully sorry. General 

In the other hand, Pickett, but I seem to have 

General Grant? had my lens cover on could 

we have a retake? 




No, I don t mind the bombardment, General, 
but there seems to be a bee in here 



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camp and Traveler bather, Lieutenant Orphesu Swin 
burne Crust) called for Lee and Meade to clash atop 
Cemetery Ridge. Orations were to be given on this 
"high water mark" of the Confederacy and photogra 
phers were to take pictures. Old Rebels still maintain 
that they were double-crossed as the Yankees actually 
opened fire before the regimental bands had played 
the first forty stanzas of Bonnie Blue Flag. But the 
deceitful General Meade had suddenly remembered 
that the next day was July Fourth, and being a Fed 
eral employee he was entitled to a long weekend pro 
vided his work was finished. 

Uninformed of this treachery, the Confederates, 
with uniforms pressed and sideburns combed, ad 
vanced across the Emmitsburg Road. Alas, the Union 
guns opened and so much for Gettysburg. There 
are whole books on the subject of this three-day battle 
for those who want to be bored senseless. 2 

But what of the action in the West? Operations in 
the Mississippi River bogged down when Rebel engi 
neers built Fort Henry too close to the river and 
water slopped over into their sputtering batteries. 
After the capture of forts Henry and Donelson, the 
Rebel fortress of Nashville fell to the enemy, despite a 
heroic defense by the members of the Grand Ole 
Opry. General Albert Sidney Johnston, who made his 
last stand in Mississippi, was called the "Western 

3 Yes, this is the first book on the Civil War not to mention 
Pickett s charge. 



Land of Cotton [***] 

Lee" but was not successful because his horse was 
named Clyde and not Traveler. Successful Rebel Gen 
erals have always had horses with romantic names 
Traveler, Thunderbolt, Old Sorrel, etc., but never 
Clyde. When Johnston hit Grant s army at Shiloh, 
Grant was out fishing. The Federal lines held and 
Grant was proclaimed a hero despite the fact that 
some Unionists complained that he had been drinking 
during the battle. This is a charge difficult to under 
stand. Of course he was drinking. But he was drinking 
and fishing, not drinking and fighting. You can t ex 
pect a man to sit by a muddy Southern river waiting 
for the catfish to bite, without a jug. 



Variations on the beard, mustache and tair-do-their integrations and sab-families. 






Baroque or 
Virginia Creeper 




-ie tte totos t way tad te 




Rebel Crass 
The Confederate Command System 



ROBERT E. LEE The inventor of knighthood, Lee 
finished his education at West Point second in his 
class. Against slavery and secession, he was also 
against coercion of the South and damnyankee inter 
ference. Standing foursquare on all major issues, Lee 
was offered a job in the Confederate army posing for 
postage stamps. A famous scene shows Lee making 
a decision while pacing the rose garden of Arlington 
all night. Actually, he was not thinking about the 
war but was worried about cutworms in his snap 
dragons, 

NATHAN BEDFORD FORREST Like all great men, 
Forrest was born in a log cabin, but by 1860 was 



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worth over a million dollars, striking it rich as a 
slavetrader. He is known for his many famous say 
ings, among them: 

"War means fighting and fighting means killing 
so I quit." 

"I got there fust with the mostus and left lastus 
with the leastus." 

JOHN HUNT MORGAN Morgan was famous for 
his raids into Kentucky to "liberate" people. These 
raids were touching examples of sacrifice, Ken- 
tuckians being so anxious for liberation that they 
hid behind trees and shot at Morgan to get his atten 
tion. 





Battlers, Losers & Whitewash Jobs 



Civil War buffs have long since passed the stage of 
hanging pictures of Lincoln and Grant in their den 
and calling it quits. Now, even the living-room walls 
are plastered with glossy eight-by-elevens of such 
illustrious figures as M. C. Zook, Israel B. Richard 
son, Benjamin Franklin Butler, and Daniel Sickles. 
Sickles, once Ambassador to Spain, was famous for 
shooting the son of Francis Scott Key, who had been 
seeing Sickle s wife by the dawn s early light. 

George Armstrong Custer is remembered today by 
the many paintings of his last stand which hang on 
the walls of local taverns. This exploit is somewhat 
suspect, for Custer is shown standing with an arrow in 

["7] 



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his heart and is quoted as saying that the beer is 
mellow and light. 

Benjamin F. Cheatham, Rebel general, had the 
amazing ability to cuss for forty-seven minutes with 
out repeating a single word. Though he did not write 
his memoirs, it was said of Cheatham that his tongue 
was mightier than his sword. 





Sinking the Mint Julep Navy 



Lincoln proclaimed all Confederate sailors pirates. 
The U.S., however, had not signed the 1856 Paris 
Declaration making piracy illegal because we still 
thought there might be an honest buck in it some 
where. 

Lincoln wanted Southern ports blockaded so the 
South could not receive its essential cargo magnolia 
plants, foot-long cigars, and bullwhips. 

Confederate Secretary of the Navy, Stephen Mai- 
lory, built ironclads wooden boats with metal under 
wear to break the blockade. The primitive Confed 
erate submarine, the H. L. Huriley, established an 
early record for staying underwater it s still there. 

David Farragut, the naval hero of the Union, 
uttered his famous and generally misunderstood 




An Ironclad on the Mississippi 



Sinking the Mint Julep Navy 




Primitive Confederate Submarine 



words during the battle of Mobile Bay. Steaming 
into the bay, he saw that it was heavily mined and 
yelled to his skipper, "Damn it, look out for the 
torpedoes, full speed and head out of here." 

Rebel gunboats were old steamboats armed with 
cotton bales and calliopes, much more valuable to 
Mark Twain and Stephen Foster in their line of 
work than to the Confederate admirals. 




Alner Doubleday, "Father of baseball," 
orders Us troops onto the field. 




We re Tenting Tonight 

on the Old Launching Pad 

The First of the Modern Wars 



Ever since Cain did Abel in with a hunk of limestone, 
everyone has squabbled over which was the first of the 
so-called modern wars. Every war, from the battles 
of Alexander the Great to a Zulu tribal uprising has 
been scanned by experts looking for a first. Thus the 
3rd Afghan war of 901 B.C. might be the first of the 
modern wars because, as any schoolboy knows, repeat 
ing slingshots were used for the first time. Since bal 
loons, rockets, and railroads were of major impor 
tance during the Civil War, the experts have pinned 
this "modern" label on our War Between the States. 
The subject of Civil War weapons is so complex 
that the ordinary buff needs to be thoroughly briefed 
before he clashes swords at roundtable meetings. 

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[124] Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? 

There, such questions as whether or not Corporal 
Cleitus Foot was killed with a slash 2, mark 00, type 
180 grain bullet assume major importance. One 
subtle weapon was the prefabricated magnolia leaf, 
used for psychological warfare. This imitation plant 
emitted a strong odor which represented the smell of 
the South on a dewy morning. A combination of a 
damp museum, wormy Georgia canteloupe, the floor 




The $mett of the South on a dewy morning 



We re Tenting Tonight [125] 

of a smokehouse, and the breath of a foxhound this 
scent combined with the melodies of Stephen Foster 
caused many a Union soldier to desert. 

The demands of the tourist trade were, predictably, 
so great that efforts were made from the beginning to 
conserve the supply of minie balls. Also, the sharp- 
tipped umbrellas of the Virginia Old Dames, con 
sidered in retrospect to be the Confederacy s second 
most effective weapon. 

Great improvements were made during the War in 
rockets and signals, especially by General Sherman 
who lit a Georgia mansion every night to tell his wife 
he would be home for Yom Kippur. Rocketry became 
so advanced that the Yankees published a brief digest 
of terms including : 

BOOSTER A good thing to drink before a battle. 

BLAST OFF What generals did at privates. 

RE-ENTRY Slipping back into camp AWOL. 

Since hot air was plentiful, the balloon corps made 
great strides during the war. The most illustrious 
balloon was the U. S. Grant, which flew higher than 
a kite. Professor T. S. C. Lowe, the famous Union 
balloonist, was never shot down, because the Con 
federates always shot at random, which is why they 
missed Lowe. 

Firearms underwent explosive developments. Dum 
dum bullets named for the Union generals were in 
constant use. Horse pistols had to be discarded due 
to difficulties the horses had in pulling the trigger. 



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Railroads were important for use in moving troops, 
visiting congressmen, and camp following. The Chesa 
peake and Ohio Railroad became a favorite target of 
the Confederates and was soon known as the Collapsed 
and Outoforder Railroad. 




John Brown s Buddy 
The Confederate Medical Corps 



For Johnny Reb, a fate worse than death was to be 
sent to a Confederate hospital. Anyone from a horse 
doctor to a medicine-show quack could get a surgeon s 
rank if they had the nerve and the equipment to hack 
off a limb. Books were provided by the Confederacy 
to guide the "doctors," including that notorious work, 
A Manual of Military Surgery for the Use of Sur 
geons in the Confederate Army. This book contained 
such chapters as "Amputations," "How to take Tem 
perature," "Amputations," "The Art of Boiling 
Water," and "Amputations." 

When the War started, the agricultural South was 
making hay instead of tourniquets and moonshine 
instead of castor oil. After Sumter, various attempts 
were made to get supplies. Blockade running was 

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[i28] Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? 

popular but not all blockade runners were as lucky 
as Rhett Butler. A medicine-smuggling trade was 
developed in Mexico but the unreliable Latin saw 
to it that the South received generous supplies of 
frozen chili and imitation Aztec jewelry. The gov 
ernment in order to combat the lack of medical sup 
plies published Resources of Southern Fields and 
Forests, a manual which prescribed home remedies 
made from herbs. Two examples are : 
For Nausea or upset stomach: Boil the roots of an 
Apple tree along with Peach tree leaves and drink 
the lukewarm mixture. This did not exactly cure the 
cause of the nausea but at least it brought the prob 
lem to the surface. 

Swellings: Apply a poultice of onion and garlic. 
Some historians attribute the failure of the Confed 
erate surprise attack at Shiloh to this offensive cure* 
Many a sedate magnolia dowager s Georgia plan 
tation was turned into a field hospital where some of 
the most heartrending scenes of the Confederacy were 
staged. Confederate memoirs are filled with memora 
ble accounts of those patriotic women who tore their 
petticoats to shreds for bandages amid cries of 
"More, more" from the doctors and "Take it off" 
from the patients* 




Whoies cf Combat Camp Life 
in the Confederacy 



A favorite form of entertainment was pillaging, or, 
as defined by the Sobbing Sisters, "requisitioning 
war materials." 1 Pillagers in the Confederate ranks 
were known by the genteel designation of "Parti 



sans. 55 



Farm animals of a dangerous nature, such as cows, 
chickens, ducks, and eggs, were often shot in self- 
defense by conscientious Rebs attempting to protect 
their comrades. Any Partisan knew that a goose al 
ways charges when wounded. 

Alas, the Confederate knight was not immune to 
the temptations of the gentler sex. To listen to 
modern-day Sobbing Sisters, one would get the 
impression that all Rebs sat around the campfire at 

1 Anything you can get your hands on. 

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[130] Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? 




night singing "Home Sweet Home," knitting socks, 
and roasting Yankees. But sex was a problem in the 
Confederate army, as it had been in armies since the 
days of the Trojan whorse. There were many petti 
coat brigades tenting on the old camp ground, these 
"shock troops" providing the inspiration for such 
rousing war songs as "All Quiet Along the Potomac 
Tonight" and "Rose of Alabama." 2 The more enter 
prising camp followers smuggled maps and cannon 
balls through the lines in their petticoats, thus reap 
ing income from two professions. 3 "Walks" around 
the camp were quite popular, Rebels escorted the 
ladies" to inspect the fortifications by moonlight. 

* Or "She ain t in the choir back home." 

* Some great American fortunes were started in this way. 



Whores d Combat 



[131] 



Because the South had always been a hospitable 
section, social disease became a problem. The situa 
tion was a pressing one, as evidenced by the large 
number of ballads of the era which were dedicated to 
the ladies willing to secede or concede. 





The real commander-in-chief 





A Chapter on Abraham Lincoln 
Because Every Book on the Civil War 
Has a Chapter on Abraham Lincoln 



Lincoln invented the log cabin. As a child he con 
stantly borrowed books, forgetting to return them. 
This was the origin of the Lincoln library. 

During the War, Lincoln came under editorial 
criticism which went so far as to question his fabled 
honesty. His detractors claimed that when he walked 
two miles to return two pennies to that poor widow, 
she protested, not out of sympathy but because ac 
tually he owed her fifty cents. 

Lincoln s cabinet did not like him or his jokes. He 
often tried to read excerpts from Mark Twain and 
hilarious editorials from the New York Times to 
these gentlemen but they just did not dig him. As is 



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so often the case, they didn t know he was a Great 
Man until after he was dead. 

The radicals in Lincoln s administration were 
troublesome. While most Northerners wished to see 
Jeff Davis hang, the radicals wanted to tickle his feet 
as he swung. Thaddeus Stevens was the most famous 
of this group. The respect accorded to Stevens was so 
great that his fellow senators never used his pool cue 
in the Senate Conference Room. 




The venerable 
Mr. Stevens 





Gastronomical Warfare- 
Confederate Cooking 



The Confederates never really had to win the War. 
All they had to do was to let the Yankees take over 
all of the territory they wanted and then feed them 
to death on a variety of dishes usually arranged 
under the misnomer, "Southern Cooking." One must 
try a few old recipes to get the real flavor of the Old 
South. 

Mint Jtdep No one who has ever set foot in Ken 
tucky would think of leaving the State without plunk 
ing over a fistful of money for one scant shot of Old 
Tennis Shoes decorated with a cluster of greens 
served in a dimestore glass adorned with Confederate 



[136] Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? 

flags. Actually the same effect can be had by swilling 
vodka while chewing spearmint gum. 
Grandmother Chess Pie According to every South 
erner, his grandmother was the best cook in the whole 
Confederacy. Every member of the Sobbing Sisters 
has an album full of old family "secret" recipes with 
"Chess pie" being a favorite among Southern family 
tree pruners. A sticky and loathsome concoction of 
eggs, butter, and too much sugar, chess pie is a 
Southern delight. If grandmother did the cooking, 
small wonder Rebel armies nigh starved to death. 
Truckstop Pie A greasy-spoon treat in Dixie is a 
gooey mess, called Southern Apple Pie, General Lee s 
Apple Pie, or Shenandoah Valley Apple Pie. South 
erners always try to name their dishes after famous 
generals. Hence one has such delicacies as General 
Beauregard Creole Sauce and Braxton Bragg Sour 
Cream Dressing. 

No Southern library is complete without a poorly 
bound volume of recipes scraped together by the 
Ladies Auxiliary. The fad has carried over into road 
side eating places. Pecan pie becomes Georgia Con 
federate Pecan Pie Delight. Cold, hard rolls with 
enough yeast to kill a mule become Southern Planta 
tion Bread. And a slab of ham that would be rejected 
in a breadline bears the name Virginia Old South 
Hickory Smoked Salt Cured Pecan Fed Hog South 
ern Ham. Words never fail the Southern cook, 
though recipes sometimes do. 




Why Appomattox? 



Grant s terms were generous: Confederate officers 
were allowed to keep their sidearms for the spring 
dueling season or as they phrased it, "spring plant 
ing." Several of the Dixie states were permitted valu 
able concessions for the forthcoming Centennial cele 
bration. Virginia received the apple cider monopoly, 
Kentucky the stringed tie and frozen chicken pot pie 
concession, Tennessee the Smoky Mountain hand- 
woven BVD distributorship, Georgia the chenille- 
spread franchise, and Mississippi received a monop 
oly on bedsheets. 

Before posing for the signing of the surrender, Lee 
and Grant carefully adjusted their public images. 



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Lee was to bear the image of an eagle with a broken 
wing, and Grant that of an Old Crow. 

Lee went into semiretirement, buying a half -inter 
est in Washington and Lee University. He spent the 
remainder of his life growing handsomer and hand 
somer and teaching classes in military strategy. 
Grant went into politics briefly and made a mess of it. 

In order to qualify as a professional Confederate, 
answer three out of five of the following, grade your 
self, and pick up your diploma at any convenient 
way station along U.S. 4*1: 

1. General Lee once called General Grant a 

. (Use imagination on this one.) 

2. Longstreet was late arriving at Gettysburg be 
cause . (Who can say you re wrong? 

Even Bruce Catton wasn t there.) 

3. Traveler s favorite food was . 



4*. John Bell Hood s worst defeat was at 
(Wide range of choices.) 

5. Stonewall Jackson s favorite color was 




Get Right with the Confederacy, 

Brother 
The War Nobody Lost 



The last shots were fired at Appomattox and Benton- 
ville, when Lee and Joe Johnston tossed in the 
cartridge box. Think so? Get right with the Con 
federacy, brother ! A whole regiment of pseudo-but 
ternuts have driven their limousines onto the old 
campground to renew the battle. Who are these gray 
ghosts? A phalanx of antiquarians who will never be 
defeated the Sobbing Sisters, and the Confederate 
Songsters. 

THE SOBBING SISTERS 
OF SOUTHERN SECESSION 

A fine history of this organization may be found in 
Mrs. Lucius H. M. Q. Finch s History of the S.S., 



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Complete with a Roster of Regents, Vice-Regents, 
and Flag Bearers, and A Review of the War for 
Southern Righteousness, with Appendices Listmg all 
Patriotic Duties Performed, 1868-1918* 

The S.S. has many impressive offices. A partial 
roster of these will undoubtedly be of great interest 
to the public. 

Distinguished Grand Regent A post of honor, 
usually bestowed on the hapless wife of the local 
State Senator. 

Vice Regent This lady handles all matters of 
vice which occur in the group. For such offenses as 
teasipping, or owning a copy of the Gettysburg 
Address, members may be required to turn in their 
lock of Robert E. Lee s hair. 

Grand Flagwoman She is in charge of caring 
for the half million memorial flags which drape the 
windows at every S.S. meeting. Other duties include 
periodic de-mothing of old Rebel flags. 

Grand Monwment Scraper This heavy-duty na 
tional post carries the responsibility of cleaning and 
polishing the 526,000 Confederate monuments in the 
United States. 

Grand Lee Bushbeater This officer is in charge of 
beating the bushes for any unmarked spot where 
Robert E. Lee ever sat, stood, lay, or spit. This officer 
carries on her back an official portable granite 
marker. 

*In this booklet one also learns that the S.S. is the parent 
organization of the Sons of Confederate Deserters. 



The War Nobody Lost [141] 

President-General of Harassment The chief lob 
byist of the group ; the post is currently held by Mrs. 
Gerard Lafour Swamp of Bayou Bayous, Louisiana. 
When she is not polishing cannonball fences on her 
lovely Slush Creek Plantation, Mrs. Swamp doubles 
as a stock car anouncer. Her official duties include 
speaking to businessmen s luncheons on such topics 
as why city hall needs another statue of Leonidas 
Polk. 

No discussion of the S.S. would be complete with 
out a mention of the Graylist. The Graylist is the 
blacklist of the Confederacy. Those on it are boy 
cotted, bombarded with letters and telegrams, and 
occasionally poked with umbrellas. One may be placed 
on the Graylist for such offenses as : 

1. Having Yankee generals on the family tree. 

2. Not having Confederates on the family tree. 

3. Using the term "Civil War." 

4. Calling a Confederate a "Rebel/ 5 

5. Hinting that the South might have lost a battle. 

6. Not liking hushpuppies. 

THE CONFEDERATE WARBLER 

This thrush in gray hums constantly during Civil 
War Centennial celebrations. The songs are tired 
ones "Dixie," "Lorena," or "The Vacant Chair." 
Since there is little hope that the old tunes will fade 
away, perhaps some new lyrics might help. 



[142] Will Success Spoil Jeff Davis? 




DIXIE 

I wish I d been begotten, 

Somewhere besides the Land of Cotton, 
Get Away, Get Away, Get Away, Dixie Land* 
There s buckwheat cakes with truckstop batter, 

Phony country ham and cold egg platters, 
Get Away, Get Away, Get Away, Dixie Land. 



The Wai Nobody Lost [143] 

BATTERED HYMN OP THE REPUBLIC 

Mine eyes have seen the Centennial till my corneas 
are sore, 

I ve sat on re-enactment bleachers, till my 
Rebel suit is wore. 

I m tired of hearing speeches *bout some great Con 
federate bore, 
They just go on and on. 

The war will never be over. Let minie balls corrode, 
Confederate money crumble, and imitation battle 
flags rot. As long as there is a tear- jerking poem to 
be read, a droll statue to be unveiled, a cannon ball 
to be unearthed, a fast buck to be made then there 
will always be a Confederacy. Grant, Sheridan, Sher 
man they could whip Marse Robert Lee and Re 
treating Joe Johnston. But they wiU never whip that 
long gray line of genealogists, antique dealers, his 
torians, promoters, and roundtable buffs marching 
to the Gray Nirvana. 




The End 



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