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| Historic note: This reenactment is inspired by the last War Between
the States - Civil War skirmish between the organized forces east of the
Mississippi, which took place in Anderson County, between Belton & Williamston.
This occurred in May, 1865, between the Citadel Cadets and Stoneman's Raiders.
It is ironic that Citadel Cadets helped fire the first shots of the Civil
War in Charleston in 1861 and the last shots of the war in Anderson County
in 1865. NOTE: This is a historic reenactment event. It is not
a flag rally nor a political event!
Admission:
$5 (children 6-12: $2; under 6: free) Play ticket: $5 (separate from regular admission) |
This reenactment is being presented by the Butler
Guard and Palmetto Battalion and is sponsored by the John Thomas Ashley
Camp #43, Sons of Confederate Veterans, Belton-Honea Path, SC.
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Suggested Reading: The History of a Brigade of South Carolinians First Known as "Gregg's" and Subsequently as "McGowan's" Brigade by J.F.J. Caldwell AN OFFICER OF THE FIRST REGIMENT S. C. V. PHILADELPHIA: KING & BAIRD, PRINTERS, 607 SANSOM STREET. 1866.
MAXEY GREGG Born: August 1, 1814 Columbia, South Carolina. Death: December 15, 1862 of wounds sustained in the spine at the battle of Fredericksburg. Buried in Elmwood Cemetery in Columbia, South Carolina. |
MAXEY GREGG
An Inside Story A brief scene from the movie "Gods and Generals"
depicts General Jackson at the bedside of mortally wounded Maxey Gregg after
his fall at Fredericksburg. Here is a short narrative of General Gregg by
J.F.J. Caldwell as found in his book, "The history of a Brigade of South
Carolinians" - 1866.
"His character becomes the object of greatest interest in this place. We may form a very accurate opinion of him, as an officer, from the descriptions of the battles of 1862. The charges at Cold Harbor, Frazier's Farm, and Sharpsburg, the steady advance at Shepherdstown, the unyielding pertinacity at Manassas, the stoical fortitude at Fredericksburg, give us a fine idea of him in battle. He combined all the admirable qualities of boldness and prudence, activity and self-possession, dashing gallantry and imperturbable obstinacy. he never apprehended failure, he never dreamed of fear. It was enough for him to know that a point ought
to be carried. He at once set about it, and infusing his own ardor and earnestness
into his command, swept away all opposing obstacles. He was, of all men
I have known the most worthy of Napoleon's encomium of Ney, "the bravest
of the brave." He presented at Cold Harbor the sublimest spectacle I ever
saw. He had directed the withdrawal of a portion of the brigade from the
murderous concentric fire of the enemy, but seemed to think that they retired
too rapidly or in too great disorder. In the midst of the fatal fusillade
I ever witnessed, he rode up to the line and drew his sword, calling to
them in a voice that rose above the whole din of battle, to make a stand.
His horse reared in an ecstasy of excitement and terror, and then was before
us the noblest equestrian statue of the world. The horse poised himself
upon his hind feet, beating the air with his fore legs, his nostrils distended,
and his eyes rolling fire. The rider sat motionless as marble, and raised
to his full height, his left hand grasping the reins like a vice, his right
extended to arms-length, pointing forward with the sword that dazzled with
its brilliancy, and his whole countenance lighted with a zeal and energy,
a power that commanded and inspired all men's hearts. Yet this was, by no
means, his highest quality as a soldier. He was unsurpassed in drill, and
as a disciplinarian I have not known his equal. A regiment or a brigade in
his hands was a machine, where all parts worked together in thorough efficiency
and smoothest harmony. He set an example of industry, promptness and self-control,
and created and maintained similar qualities in his subordinates.
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Brig. General Maxey Gregg Nor were his military traits, great as they were,
superior or even equal to his social ones. The most obvious of these was
his justice.
I have never known any one, however a stranger
to Gen. Gregg, however unsympathetic with him, who was not impressed, in
his every action, with his plain, careful, unswerving, unselfish equity.
If he was Ney on the battlefield, he was Rhadamanthus in judgment. His intellect
was first-rate. He handled nothing that he did not master. In addition to
the profession of the law, he was intimate with the classics, especially
Greek literature and philosophy, with the general branches which constitute
an elegant education, and even pushed his inquiries into the less inviting
sciences of botany and ornithology. He had an observatory constructed on
his house in Columbia, for astronomical purposes. So far the world knows
him. The features of the head, and the harder qualities of the heart, employed
in the daily affairs of life, were patent to all. Around the inner circle
of sentiment, natural modesty or prudent reserve had drawn a line impassable
to most men. Hence many, who knew him long and admired him highly, were accustomed
to regard him as a rather deficient in gentle and delicate emotions. I think
that I have reason to assert, that no man was more generous, more confiding
(when any one at all deserved it), more tender, even, than Gen. Gregg. He
was, through life, a most dutiful and attentive son, a most affectionate
brother; and in the army he had many of the warmest attachments. After the
battle of Cold Harbor I saw him weeping bitterly over the graves of members
of his old regiment. Of his religious sentiments, I know little, personally.
But there is every reason to believe that he died a serene and happy Christian.
His last message to his sisters was, that they must not grieve for him,
but prepare to meet him in heaven!"
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