*LIFE OF 
 
 James "W^. Jackson, 
 
 THE ALEXANDRIA HERO, 
 
 AND THE 
 
 SLAYER OF ELLSWORTH. 
 
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 JAMES W. JACKSON", 
 
 THE ALEXANDRIA HERO. 
 
 THE SLAYER OF ELLSWORT 
 
 THE FIRST 
 
 MARTYR IN THE CAUSE OF SOUTHERN INDEPENDENCE 
 
 containing 
 
 A FULL ACCOUNT OF THE CIRCUMSTANCES OK III:- HEROIC DEATH, AND THE MANY 
 
 NCIDENT8 IN HIS EVENTFUL LIFff, CONSTITUTING A TRUE HIS- * . 
 
 TORY, MORE LIKE ROMANCE THAN REALITY. 
 
 PUBLISHED FOR THE BENEFIT OF HIS FAMILY 
 
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 PREFATORY. 
 
 tf any explanation may be necessary by the author of .a work so e 
 proper as this, of the hopes which have induced its publication, it is all 
 happily contained in the following letter: 
 
 Virginia Senate Chamber. Fcb'y 5*/i, 181 I 
 ('apt. . 
 
 Bear Sir : 
 
 I have examined with care the manuscript of the life of my kite 
 brother-in-law, James W. Jackson, which you have submitted to me. I iind 
 thai you have portrayed graphically and truthfully the many stirring 
 in his truly wonderful career. > 
 
 Satisfied that the many acts of daring and self-sacrificing devotion I 
 holy cause'which adorned the closing scenes of my brother's life will be, lo 
 our Southern youth, an inspiration to lire their zeal - ; trusting that the tl 
 to know them, among our people, may prove of benefit to his stricken family; 
 and convinced of its necessity as a matter of public history, I heartily approve 
 of the publication of your work, and wish you every success. 
 Yours very truly, 
 
 • HENRY W. THOMAS. 
 
 Representative •-24/// Senatorial District. 
 
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TO THE FAMILY 
 
 Of the Hero whose devoted life and dea-th 
 
 These- pages commemorate, 
 
 Bowed in sorrow at hi- 
 
 But 
 
 Covered with the glory he has bequeathed them, 
 
 By his fearless self-sacrifice 
 
 On the altar of his Country. 
 
 This memorial 
 
 Of the fame which lives eternally in his death 
 
 IS IiESrECTFULLY DEDICATED. 
 
Shoui, Shout his deed of glory. 
 Tell it in son;; and story; 
 Tell it where soldiers brave 
 Rush tearless to their grave; 
 Tell it — a magic spell 
 In that great deed shall dwell.' 
 
LIFE OF JAMES W. JACKSON. 
 
 The name of James William Jackson is, perhaps, at this 
 time, as widely celebrated throughout the Confederate and the 
 United States, as that of any man, either living or dead. In 
 the one country he is anathematized, villified and detested as 
 the assassin of a gallant soldier : in the other he is lauded as a 
 hero, love<l for his devotion to the flag of his country, and the 
 terrible determination with which he defended it, and glorified 
 as the first martyr in the cause to which the blood of all her 
 true sons is pledged. We will not discuss the question of their 
 disagreement here, nor interrupt the regular course of our 
 history by showing, (until the circumstances of the deed for 
 which he suffered death shall themselves make it evident, in 
 the order of their narration,) how utterly false and unjust is 
 the light in which the North profess to regard that deed, and 
 how absurd the application to it of the name of ''assassina- 
 tion." ' 
 
 Certainly no man ever acquired fame more quickly than he, 
 and certainly no achievement ever won it more desperately 
 daring than his. Almost before his corpse was cold, the story 
 of his triumph and his fall had thrilled through the land, on 
 lightning wings, and he was cursed in Boston, Philadelphia and 
 New Yorkj as the unprincipled and mad destroyer of him* who 
 was the glory and boast of their chivalry, and bewept in 
 Charleston, Montgomery and New Orleans, as the glorio.us and 
 high-spirited type of Southern gallant^, prompt to avenge in- 
 sulted honoi> and ready* to die rather than submit to the inso- 
 lence of wanton and lawless invasion. 
 
 The circumstances were such as had not their parallel in 
 history, and were invested with all the surroundings of interest 
 that could bind to their contemplation the minds of men. A 
 mighty political revolution was looming blackly up to the view. 
 
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 A great nation was careening on the brink of a terrible preci- 
 pice, and the breath hushed,. and the heart beat quick in antici- 
 pation of the crash of the' downfall which no arm could stay, 
 save that of one man. He, not realizing his splendid opportu- 
 nity, deaf to imploring entreaties, and blinded by his unholy 
 lusts, saw not nor heard the premonitions of ruin. Two mighty 
 peoples were sternly preparing their powers for the shock of 
 battle, and the dreadful arbitrament of law. They were bro- 
 thers, they had been friends; they were joint-tenants of a val- 
 uable property, their heritage from ancestors who had paid for 
 its rescue from the misrule of tyranny, the priceless ransom of 
 heroic blood. 
 
 But the one had forgotten their fathers' story, and wished to 
 practice upon the other that very despotism which their all had 
 been pledged to overthrow, and against which their solemn 
 denunciations were hurled in life, and bequeathed in death. 
 Envy of their brothers had possessed their hearts, and com- 
 mencing, in revilings and cruel accusations, $he exhibition of its 
 rancor, had pursued its impious course through every labyrinth 
 of injury, culminated in violence and bloodshed, and crowned its 
 aggressions with threats of still more fearful significance even 
 than the tenor of their fratricidal deeds. The other had warned 
 them of the tendency of their course, and wearied out with the 
 remonstrances of years, their hopes of a final cessation of strife 
 and rendition of justice torn from them, one by one, they had 
 demanded a division of their estate, and a settlement upon their 
 separate patrimony. 
 
 But the stronger brother envied the richer fields and easy 
 independence of the weaker, and refused to let hin* have the 
 portion of goods that belonged to him. The latter warned, he 
 remonstrated, he pleaded a peaceful separation. The treach- 
 erous brother pretended to grant it, and lulling him to security 
 by promises of peace, improved the time granted to his profes- 
 sions, in preparing to compel a compliance with his wishes by 
 force and fear. Then, when the mask was removed from the face 
 oi hypocrisy, and the last ray of hope had faded, a chivalrous 
 people sternly and sadly prepared to win with the sword the 
 rights which the exhortations of love had failed to secure them. 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 11 
 
 They commissioned their representatives to a common council, 
 and through them, declared to the world that they were a sepa- 
 rate people. 
 
 Still the other would not let them go. The vast power of 
 the government, the army, the navy, a large numerical majori- 
 ty in population, every advantage were theirs, and they were 
 confident of a speedy triumph over their despised foe. And 
 now, while they are raising and organizing the army of invasion 
 and subjugation, in the defenceless town of Alexandria, under 
 the very guns of* the powerful administration, the obscure and 
 humble inn-keeper, Jackson, burning with detestation of the 
 perfidious government, and with zeal and patriotic love of his 
 new mother, raises over his home the chosen flag of his coun- 
 try, lies down to sleep under the protection of its folds, and 
 pledges his life to uphold it from dishonor. 
 
 The invasion comes; the town is siczed; the sma^Il force— the 
 advance g/iard of the gathering army of freedom — retiring be- 
 fore the overwhelming numbers of their foes, or captured by the 
 perfidious violation of a flag of truce; blindefl by his mad am- 
 bition, eager for distinction among the haughty invaders, a 
 young and promising officer himself tears down the flag. Jack- 
 son is roused from his sleep by the noise of the profaning hosts*, 
 he hears their exulting cries as his beloved banner is ruthlessly 
 torn down. Maddened by the insolence of the trespass, he 
 rushes out to meet the violator of his house, and quenches in its 
 life-blood the hate of the heart which had prompted it. Of 
 course he is immediately sacrificed to the vengeance of his foes, 
 and the victim of patriotism and the victim of t}*ranny fall, side 
 by side, as their spirits rise to confront each other upon the 
 •eternal witness-stand. 
 
 The writer of this memoir knew Jackson well in all the rela- 
 tions he bore in life ; in his public and private character; first 
 when shortly afte^r his marriage, the natural restlessness of 
 kis disposition had been temporarily subdued in the peaceful 
 cultivation of a farm and the quiet delights of home, and since 
 •then, in his public life at Fairfax Court House and Alexandria. 
 He was in Alexandria for several weeks preceding his death, 
 and at the time it occurred, was with him until twelve o'clock 
 
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 on the night that ushered in so eventful a morrow, and enjoyecl 
 the mournful pleasure of visiting afterwards the s'cene of his 
 triumphant fall and of gazing on the mute but pleading corpse, 
 In preparing this tribute to his daring, this souvenir to Ms 
 memory and the glory of his heroic death, he will not attempt 
 a«iy romantic coloring of his life; eventful and remarkable 
 throughout, it does not need any. The friends who knew him 
 not, but who thrill with admiration of his heriosm, must not ex- 
 pect to find in his character anything super-mortal — though his 
 deeds may have partaken of that nature, ^he faults that he- 
 had, in common with us all, the true historian cannot extenuate. 
 His many good traits shall' be set forth without over-laudation,, 
 his life narrated us correctly as possible from the- facts now able 
 to be collected, that the reader who saw him not in the flesh 
 may form a proper ideal of the life and character e-f the man.. 
 
 In person, Jackson was tall and stout, at least six feet in 
 height, and very powerfully framed. He was generally con- 
 sidered while he lived there, the strongest man, or least the best 
 pugilist in his county (Fairfax), with, perhaps > one exception, » 
 man of almost gigantic frame, named Peacock. His face was- 
 remarkable in its expression. Grim, stern, obstinate determi- 
 nation was stamped emphatically on every feature. The fore- 
 head was low, and on it the hair, always kept short, stood up» 
 defiantly. His brows were prominent, his eyes small and keen,; 
 he t had high cheek-bones, an aquiline nose, and full and finely- 
 turned lips and chin. His mouth was indicative of sensuality ; 
 but at the same time it heightened, by the firm compression of 
 the lips, the disting?iishing character of his face. When vary 
 young he must have been quite handsome, but at the time of his 
 death, he being then thirty-five or fo-rty, the features had be- 
 come somewhat hardened, from the unsettled and violent life he- 
 had led. He was lithe and active, and his address graceful and 
 pleasing. Those who knew him, in early life will recollect the 
 general affability and politeness of his bearing. He was then 
 neat and comely in his dress, and his elegant figure made him 
 indeed conspicuous. , 
 
 Jackson's father was Richard Jackson of Eairfax. He mar- 
 ried Jane Donaldson of Baltimore. They were very- worthy and 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 13 
 
 highly respectable people. They had seven children. The eldest 
 daughter married Mr. Stewart of Fairfax, the second Dr. Evans 
 of Virginia, now dead, and the third Major Henry W. Thomas, 
 the present distinguished representative of the counties of Alex- 
 andria and Fairfax in the Senate of Virginia. His family now 
 reside in Richmond. John, the eldest son, is a physician of fine 
 talents, wealth and standing near Lebanon, Kentucky. In 
 November, 1861, he shot and killed one of a party of Yankees 
 who came to his house trespassing and insulting. For this, 
 when last heard of, he was in the jail of Lebanon awaiting l}is 
 trial. How forcibly does his deed remind us of that of his 
 heroic brother! The second brother, Richard, lives in Washing- 
 ton. Charles, the third, is in the 17th Regiment Virginia Vol- 
 unteers, Col. Corse. James was the youngest child. The fami- 
 ly mansion, a fine old country house, i> on the Georgetown 
 and Leesburg. turnpike, 8 milff> from Georgetown. ■ The Post 
 Office was kept there in the old times of scarcity of houses 
 whence the one now used has the name of the house "Prospect 
 Hill." The boys were early distinguished for their bold and 
 restless dispositions. Especially so was James. Talents be had 
 of high order. His father died when he was but six months 
 old, but his mother did everything to secure her children the ad- 
 vantages of education. She was preparing to send him to the 
 Georgetown College, when, by the advice of his brother John 
 lie was sent out to him in Kentucky and entered the Catholic 
 College in St. Louis. He did not stay long however, but re- 
 turning to Kentucky remained sometime there with his brother 
 who was very fond of him. 
 
 Had his talents been diligently improved he would Have been 
 distinguished in some respect, for he had a fine judgment m 
 with great shrewdness! His mechanical turn was remarkable. 
 But he did not relish the dry details of study. He was fond of 
 the open air and the hardiest sports that manhood indulges in. 
 Indulging freely the rude bent of his inclination, he became in- 
 volved in numerous hardy adventures, mostly souijlit by him in 
 wanton love of the sport, and in the very exhuberance and o 
 flow of strong animal courage, so that his name, whe*n the writer 
 of this first heard it, was, in his neighborhood, a'synonvm of 
 
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 athletic daring. This fact is not to be mentioned in blame. 
 Many a life has commenced in the same way, and after having 
 been crowned with usefulness, terminated most honorably. The 
 old revolutionary hero Daniel Morgan was, in his youth, just 
 such a man as James W.* Jackson, the hero of the new revolu- 
 tion. Violent his nature certainly was, but it had not that vio- 
 lence that is the offspring of guilt. Had not the attendant and 
 surrounding circumstances of his early life aided the develop- 
 ment of this trait, or had some strong influence otherwise direc- 
 ted it, he might have been, with his talent and physical ad- 
 vantages, an ornament to the highest society, and " this depo- 
 nent" can testify with pleasure, to many acts that show how kind 
 and obliging a nature was his. Eminently social in his disposi- 
 tion he could not brook confinement or loneliness. He had al- 
 ways his house filled with company. f 
 
 He bore in reality the diameter of which his face was so 
 striking an indication. He was terrible to an enemy. He knew 
 no fear on earth, nor any yielding from his resolution, but to 
 those he loved he was devoted and true. He was a most zeal- 
 ous and self-sacrificing friend. As a landlord, which avocation 
 his social impulses led him to adopt, he was studious to please 
 and accommodating. Whenever in moments of passion or irri- 
 tation he injured a friend or attacked without provocation, he 
 was always most prompt to acknowledge his fault, as soon as an 
 opportunity offered. The faults of such a nature are venial. 
 
 For one thing certainly his memory should be ever dear to all 
 true sons of the South — his devotion to their cause. That in- 
 deed, was a solemn principle with him. He would brook no in- 
 sult to his country, no breath of accusation. However high the 
 position, however numerous the friends of him who uttered it, 
 Jackson cared not — in that name would he smite though hosts 
 stood arrayed against him. This was frequently illustrated 
 during the exciting political tempest that agitated the whole 
 country in the summer and fall of 1860, and the winter of '61. 
 He was ever bold to denounce and prompt to punish any word 
 even of apology for Abraham Lincoln and his insane party, 
 however great the threatened detriment to his own interests in 
 consequence'. 
 
JAMES W.« JACKSON. 15 
 
 But let ns take up the story of his life and gather our opinion 
 from the incidents with which it abounds. The early part of 
 it was spent alternately with his mother in Fairfax and his 
 brother John in Kentucky; There he became inured to those 
 hardy sports and skilled in th'at rifle-practice which he so much 
 loved. There he met and married Miss Susan Maria Adams, the 
 daughter of a gentleman in Washington county, near Lebanon. 
 She is a lady of the sweetest manners and appearance, and during 
 their life together her gentle influence over him, fearless and 
 obdurate to almost all else, was striking, while not the less so 
 was his devotion to her. • 
 
 He had been recommended to this lady and she to him, by a 
 Catholic priest, her cousin, but a short while before their mar- 
 riage. The priest, who*had thought Jackson all along a zealous 
 Catholic, reminded him of his " duties," and tried to bring him 
 to the confessional. To" this he demurred, and the reverend 
 father changed his recommendation to objection, and tried to 
 break off the match by slandering him to the lady's father. She, 
 hearing of it, informed her lover. He married her, notwith- 
 standing the priest's opposition and the coolness of the father 
 occasioned by it. 
 
 When he was about starting to Virginia with his bride, he 
 sent for the priest and questioned him in regard to the reports 
 he had heard. He denied having spread them, and Jackson re- 
 quested his written denial to show to his father-i^L-law, but the 
 priest refused it. He then told him he would have to do that or 
 take a thrashing. Finding he must fight, the holy man took off 
 his gown and prepared himself for business. Jackson's first im- 
 petuous attack made him understand that he had plenty of it 
 on hand; but he was a tough and hardy Kentuckian, and took 
 blows and knocks as unflinchingly as old friar Tuck himself, and 
 he gave Jackson a long and bloody battle. At length, how- 
 ever, the unexercised sinews of the priest Ifegan to tire, while 
 the arm of the yeoman, hardened by practice in the work, still 
 fell heavily. Jackson, cjesiring in the first place to punish his 
 adversary, and rendered still more desirous of it by the tough 
 resistance he met, now showered his blows fiercely and unmer- 
 cifully, and gave the priest a most terrible beating. So severe 
 
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 was it, that the priest obtained a -warrant and a posse and fol- 
 lowed him to Louisville. There, however, he frightened the consta- 
 bles and all, and his faithful brother John coming to his assistance, 
 he succeeded in escaping the wrath of the beaten ecclesiastic. 
 
 It was doubtless the gentle influence of his wife, whose refined 
 and sweet disposition would make ajiy home attractive, which, 
 controlling his adventurous nature, kept him for several years 
 free from the associations to which he had once been inclined, 
 and induced him to settle down to the quiet life of a farmer. 
 This he did, on his small farm near his mother's, in Fairfax. 
 
 "It was here, 7 ' writes a young man of his county, who has 
 furnished us with the account of several facts in his Wstory, 
 " that I first knew him. In the summer of 1854 I returned 
 home finally from college, my father then living on a farm ad- 
 joining the one that Jackson cultivated. Among my ' acquisi- 
 tions ' at college was a rifle, won in a raffle, and as soon as I reached 
 home I proceeded to try and acquire 'the hang ' of it by prac- 
 ticing on the game which abounded in the neighborhood. I had 
 been out many times, and though I had frequently had fine op- 
 portunities, yet, somehow, I did not succeed in killing anything. 
 One day I had been out after squirrels, and having hunted for 
 some hours, and fired several times without effect, I had lain 
 down near a hollow tree to wait for something to show itself. 
 There, reflecting on my lack of luck, and wondering whether I 
 would ever nlake a backwoodsman, I fell into a sort of doze or 
 dream, from which I was startled by the sharp crack of a rifle 
 near me, followed by a heavy thump, as a large squirrel fell dead 
 by my side. I jumped up, and beheld a man a few yards off 
 quietly loading his piece. 
 
 "Did you kill that squirrel with a rifle ?" I asked. 
 
 "Yes," he replied, "and I didn't hit him, either, if I shot 
 true ; see if I did 4 " 
 
 I picked the squirrel up, and, sure enough, no bullet mark 
 was on him. 
 
 "I came the Kentucky dodge over him that time," said he, 
 now approaching, with a smile on his face at my perplexity. 
 
 "That's what we call barking," and he proceeded to explain 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 17 
 
 that lie had shot so as to raise the bark upon which the animal 
 was lying, and kill him by the concussion. 
 
 He then looked at my rifle, and I informed him of my inability 
 to hit with it. Selecting a spot on a tree, about fifty yards off, 
 he raised my piece and fired: His ball struck the edge of the 
 tree, but directly on the horizontal line of the mark. He 
 moved the sight a little, loaded and fired again, and this time 
 his ball "plumbed the centre." - 
 
 " Xoff," said he, "I think you can hit something. Come 
 with me and try you luck." 
 
 I started, and soon found he was as expert at finding as in se- 
 curing game. We presently had a shot at another squirrtd, and 
 in the course of a short time had secured four, one of which I 
 had the extreme gratification of '• bringing down " myself. I 
 had told the stranger who I was, but did nut know his name un- 
 til he asked me to go by home with him, and pointed out his 
 house as we emerged from the woods. 
 
 " Why, that is Jim Jackson's house," said I. 
 " Yes, and I am Jim Jackson," replied he, with a smile, as he 
 observed a curious expression on my face, for I really was as- 
 tonished to find that my kind and affable friend was the re- 
 doubtable knight-errant of his neighborhood. 
 '"You've heard of me, I reckon," continued he. 
 "Yes, I have," I said. 
 
 He replied, " Yes, and you've heard a great many lies about 
 me, too. There arc some people in this neighborhood that pre- 
 tend to think because I get into a frolic or a fight sometimes, 
 that I'm a rascal," he said, and then he muttered, "I would like 
 to trace some things I hear to their source." 
 
 I went on home with Jackson, and at his house I was intro- 
 duced to his wife, and was much delighted with her quiet and at- ~ 
 tractive manners, and could not help thinking that a man 'must 
 have much gentleness in him who could win the affections of so 
 evidently refined and ladylike a person. 
 
 Jackson entertained me pleasantly, and before I left made 
 
 me, with his own hands, a new ram-rod — mine being too short— 
 
 and fixed my rifle in good shooting order. I departed much 
 
 pleased with my visit, and we frequently hunted together after- 
 
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 wards, and I had the gratification, under his tuition, to think 
 myself soon quite, an expert "backwoodsman," and to know I 
 was a very fair rifle shot. 
 
 These trivial things are mentioned now injustice to the softer 
 and finer traits of a disposition rough and unpolished, it is true, 
 and on that account often hurried to the commission of acts 
 which have sometimes received the censure of his acquaintances, 
 which acts, most assuredly, his nature, in its moments of reflec- 
 tion, strongly condemned, whenever they were worthy of con- 
 demnation. 
 
 The reader of the previous pages can now have a very fair 
 idea of Jackson's character. Let them reflect that his kind- 
 ness to the writer of the preceding adventure was entirely with- 
 out amy hope of advantage, and must, indeed, have also been 
 without any pleasure derived from it, except that of conferring 
 pleasure, for he adds: "I was certainly not much company for 
 him, and even less assistance than company, since it was seldom 
 my skill contributed to the stock of the game f yet he neverthe- 
 less insisted always on an equal division, never hinting of a 
 claim to the lion's share, to which he was justly entitled; neither 
 would he ever visit my home with me, to partake of the bounty 
 which his skill had furnished for my father's board, while I was 
 frequently forced to accompany him to his own house." 
 
 His stay on the farm, which was altogether about four or five 
 years, must have constituted the most happy part of his life, 
 tnough, 'as it was also the most quiet, perhaps he did not think 
 so. He yearned for. more active, or at least more public life, and 
 accordingly, in 1858 he leased the "Union Hotel," at Fairfax 
 Court House, and established himself there as its landlord. 
 Often, after the eventful scenes of the great storm had begun to 
 appear, has he looked up at the old sign which used to swing be- 
 fore the door, and laughingly threatened to cut the "Union" 
 from it. Had the letters 'been supposed to give an indication of 
 his sentiments he would doubtless have done it, for he became 
 very early a Secessionist. Whether anything was eventually 
 done with it or not by him, we cannot say ; but in April, 1861, 
 when the Virginia troops were gathering together to defend 
 their homes, the old board had ceased to swing. The wires 
 
JAMES W". JACKSON. 19 
 
 ■which held it were fluttering from their posts, but the board ' 
 which once pointed out to the weary traveler a place of rest, 
 whether taken down by patriots unwilling to see its vain device 
 elevated among them, or swept down in their wrath by the winds 
 of heaven, was gone ! Even with the Government, its distinc- 
 tion recalled, it was gone ! And the beacon which had so long 
 pointed the weary traveler through the waste of life to a place of 
 rest and freedom, even as this old memorial of its name, was 
 gone, the ties that held it to its time-honored post rudely snapped 
 by tyranny's violent hand. 
 
 Pity it is that it could not have stood. When last we trod 
 the oppressed streets of Alexandria, the "gallant" Zouaves 
 were displaying their unexampled heroism in a perilous but suc- 
 cessful attempt at removing from the offended eye of the indig- 
 nant public everything befouled with the epithet of " Southern." 
 The sign of the ' : Southern Protection Insurance Company" had 
 just been torn from its fastenings and precipitated from a second 
 story window into the thronged street below ; that of the 
 " Southern Churchman " also had been torn off and demolished. 
 Whether the righteous indignation of our own soldiers would 
 have vented itself in like manner on that old sign-board, if it 
 had stood till they occupied the place, we know not ; but we 
 wish it could have been left. It would have been a speaking 
 memento, though a very humble one, of the devotion a brave 
 people once had to a great Government, while the desolation it 
 would now mark, (for from that temple of justice on the one 
 side the dogs of war have chased her custodians, while our pick- 
 ets shelter their horses in the portico of the hotel on the other,) 
 the determination of that people to tear from their hearts their 
 allegiance to that Government, now prostituted to the lust of 
 despotism, though desolation follow in the path 0/ their attempt. 
 
 While Jackson kept this hotel, its run of custom was large. 
 He was attentive to the comfort of his guests, and hi3 table was 
 well supplied. So far as his means and influence extended, he 
 endeavored to amuse and accommodate the public in the true 
 spirit of his craft. To accomplish this, he added a restaurant 
 to his hotel for the accommodation of appetites of all sizes, but 
 that part of the business did not pay, and was shortly aban- 
 
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 doned. Indulging his strong social feelings, he instituted a se- 
 ries of "hops " or entertainments at his house, and whenever he 
 happened to encounter a good musician, he would call an' im- 
 promptu " ball," and afford the young people of the village an 
 opportunity of enjoying themselves together. He was always at 
 the head of anything tending to public amusement, and in the 
 tournaments, balls, &c, which flourished so during those times, 
 he bore a leading part, if, indeed, he did not give the first im- 
 petus to them himself. 
 
 In the fall of 1859 was the John Brown demonstration at 
 Harper's Ferry. The whole country knows the effect of that 
 raid upon Virginia. Like the ready warriors of Clan- Alpine, 
 at the shrill whistle of their chieftain sprang up the sons of the 
 proud old Commonwealth, as that note of alarm pealed through- 
 out her borders. We could, almost realize the description of 
 the poet : 
 
 # 
 
 Wild sis the scream of the curlew. 
 
 From crag to crag the signal flew. 
 
 Instant through copse and heath arose 
 
 Bonnets and spears and bended bows ; 
 
 On right, on lefr, abeve, below, 
 
 Sprang up at once the lurking foe; 
 
 From shingles gray their lances start, 
 
 The bracken bush sends forth the dart, 
 
 The rushes and the willow wand 
 
 Are bristling into axe and brand, 
 
 And every tuft of broom gives life 
 
 To plaided warrior armed for strife. 
 
 The Fairfax boys were not behind-hand in this respect. 
 Among the first companies formed after the raid was the " Fair- 
 fax Riflemen," Capt. Wm. H. Dulany, and to this company 
 Jackson at once attached himself. It is now of the 17th Regi- 
 ment Virginia Volunteers, Col. M. D. Corse, and has done 
 much service during the war, and was one of the few companies 
 engaged in the battle of Bull Run, July 18th, when the Captain 
 and several of the men were wounded. Jackson's brother, 
 Charles, is now a member of this company. In it he continued 
 till the winter of 1861, when, matters growing more serious every 
 
JAMES W. JACKSOX. 21 
 
 day, and it being plain that war was at hand, he, by strong ex- 
 ertions, succeeded in raising another company (of artillery) from 
 the neighborhood, of which he was elected Captain. Removing 
 to Alexandria shortly afterwards, he was not able fully to organ- 
 ize his men ; but when the troops were ordered out in April, he 
 summoned them to Alexandria, and kept those who assembled, 
 amounting to about one-half of the company, at his own house 
 for some time, when, from the rush of business in the town, he 
 having to furnish meals to several companies besides, he being 
 unable to bring them all together, he disbanded those he had. 
 Whether the company would have been completely organized, 
 had he lived, it is impossible to say ; but tho^e who know the 
 indomitable spirit and determination of the man, will readily 
 believe that he would have had it soon ready for gallant service. 
 While our troops were in Alexandria, Jackson was very 
 urgent in his request to Col. Terrett to allow him twelve men to 
 go with him to burn down the Long Bridge ; but Col. T.'s in- 
 structions not allowing him to authorize such proceedings, il 
 not permitted. We can but think that if it had been done, it 
 might have changed the state of things in the Alexandria neigh- 
 borhood to the advantage of our people. Jackson went several 
 times in the night to the bridge to see if any Yankee pickets 
 had ventured across, but did not discover any. Once he went 
 through Washington to spy out the indication of the enemy's 
 movements. 
 
 Events of great significance began rapidly to crowd upon the 
 stage after the Harper's Ferry affair. The fanatics at the 
 North, whose unholy labors had brought upon the insane old 
 man who headed that monstrous attempt the destruction that he 
 had blindly rushed into, were not able to see, even in the bitter 
 disappointment and failure o,f his effort, and the determined 
 spirit it awakened in the South, an argument of the folly of 
 their course. Instead of condemning his conduct, and striving 
 to heal the bloody breach he had opened, they applauded his 
 bravery, endorsed his act, and canonized his memory. Of 
 course this only awakened the southern people to greater vigi- 
 lance, while it sharpened their feelings against the poor old 
 dupe that this fiendish fanaticism had driven to his doom. 
 
22 LIFE OF 
 
 Jackson had been one of the first to rush to Harper's Ferry, 
 when the news of the raid spread through the State. Shoulder- 
 ing his tried rifle, which in his practised hands was so deadly a 
 weapon, and mounting a swift horse, he started off. He did not 
 arrive in time to use it however, nor to be "in at the death" 
 with the marines, but reached these just as the assassins had 
 been overpowered. He brought back with him one of the cele- 
 brated pikes, and a piece of flesh, which he said, either in jest 
 or earnest, was part of the ear of John Brown, Jr., and from 
 Jackson's humor it is very probable that it was so. These he 
 exhibited for a long time at his house, and would detail with 
 lively interest his conversation with old Brown, and the way in 
 which he obtained his trophies. 
 
 The county of Fairfax was unfortunately at that time, -as it 
 had been for many years, infested with men disloyal to the vital 
 interests of Virginia and the South. They had been received 
 as brothers by the old citizens, and had settled there in large 
 numbers, most of them professing a strong attachment to the 
 cause of their adopted State, but the events of the past year 
 have shown that, with only two or three honorable exceptions, 
 they have proved false to their professions and recreant to their 
 promises. Most of them had been very sly in their treason, or 
 in uttering the sentiments they felt, but some had proclaimed 
 their opinions with bold effrontery, and by their shameless con- 
 duct, brought difficulty and disquiet into some sections of the 
 county. Now, however, they had to put a watch upon both acts 
 and words, so that they might offend not in any way an aroused 
 and indignant people. The true sons of the South now put 
 forth every effort to detect and punish offenders. Foremost 
 among the custodians of our rights in the county was James W. 
 Jackson. No night was too inclement, no labor too severe to 
 be braved, if an opportunity was offered to discover evidence 
 against any man of offence against our already broken and bat- 
 tered laws. 
 
 During the spring of 1860, one Thomas Crux, his fanatical 
 zeal overmastering even his Yankee cunning, was discovered to 
 have been distributing the infamous Helper book and other in- 
 cendiary documents, and uttering incendiary language. A 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 23 
 
 watch was set upon him and proof of his guilt obtained. It 
 was determined to arrest him, and Crux, feeling his guilt would 
 be clearly proved, on his part determined to escape. His de- 
 sign was discovered by Joseph E. Monroe, a young man residing 
 in his neighborhood, on the afternoon of the night which Cruz 
 had set for his departure, and he as firmly resolved to prevent 
 it He applied to Jackson as the best man to aid him. Crux 
 resided on the road from Fairfax Court House to Washington, 
 about half way between the two places. The two proceeded to- 
 wards his house in an open buggy as soon as they could get off, 
 but when they arrived, they found the bird had flown. They re- 
 solved, however, to make the attempt to catch him, and so 
 started on rapidly in pursuit. He had, however, gotten conside- 
 rably the start, and it was not until they had reached the hill 
 leading down to the Long Bridge, that they came in sight of 
 hiin. He was riding in an open wagon with his son, and the 
 night being a bright moon-light one, he recognised >Iuni*)e, and 
 suspecting his object, at once put whip to his horses. The pur- 
 suers of course urged theirs on, and in a few minutes the old 
 boards rang beneath the fiery gallop of their steeds, in spite of the 
 prominent caution that stares the crosscrs in the face, threaten- 
 ing a heavy penalty to all who do not u walk their horses over 
 the bridged' On they rushed, the pursuers right at the heels of 
 the pursued, through tlm draw, over the planks, on to the causeway, 
 ©n the Washington side. Here at last there was room to pass^ 
 and Munroe, heeding not the injunction to ''keep to the right as 
 the law directs,' 1 urged his swiftef animal past the team of Crux, 
 and pressed him against his horses while Jackson sprang from 
 his buggy to the wagon, snatched the reins and stopped the 
 team. Crux drew a pistol, but was afraid to use it against such 
 determined courage, and found himself surely arrested for vio- 
 lation of Virginia laws, by a citizen, not an authorized officer, 
 there within the jurisdiction of the abolition rulers of the cor- 
 poration of Washington] 
 
 Still there was no way of getting off and lie was taken by his 
 energetic captors and delivered into the hands of the authori- 
 ties. He was recognized to appear to answer the charges 
 against him at court, .giving bail in the sum of §2.500, When 
 
24 LIFE OF 
 
 the term arrived, however, the provident abolitionist, not relish- 
 ing a residence so far South as Richmond, knowing that proof 
 and confirmation strong of his guilt was surely to be forthcom- 
 ing, had made good his second effort to escape, leaving the 
 amount of his forfeited recognizance to the State. When the 
 circumstances of his capture were laid before the legislature of 
 Virginia they voted half of the money to the two men who had 
 taken him, as a reward of their fearless vigilance. Munroe, 
 though, did not live to receive his portion. He had a difficulty 
 shortly -after this occurrence near Alexandria, with a man named 
 Howard, by whom he was shot and killed. 
 
 When Lincoln was nominated by the Black Republican party., 
 Jackson became a Secessionist and soon showed himself a ready 
 defender of his faith. Several times during the Summer he 
 wreaked a severe vengeance- on the partizans of Abolitionism 
 for proclaiming their sentiments in his hearing. It inflamed 
 him witfi fury to hear them proclaimed, and he would rush to 
 the defence of his cause as readily as to protect his own life. 
 
 The share he took in the cutting down of the Occoquan Lincoln^ 
 flag-pole showed how zealous he was. With characteristic inso- 
 lence a party of miserable Black Republicans, some native, some 
 imported, had raised a flag sacred to Lincoln and Hamlin, at 
 at the town of Occoquan, in Prince William county. 
 
 Stung by the insult and by the further one of violence to a 
 young man who had fallen in with the flag-party and attempted 
 to argue against their act, having warned without effect, the 
 loyal citizens of the country determined to remove the flaunting 
 nuisance from the air it poisoned. They called a meeting for a 
 certain morning at Brentsville, the county town, a few miles 
 from Occoquan, of all those willing to assist in the work. There 
 was nothing to urge Jackson to go but his own feelings. He was* 
 a citizen of another county, and Prince William affairs did not 
 concern him. But the affairs of the South concerned him, and 
 called forth all his fiery devotion. When the crowd marched to 
 Occoquan he was of it. The party marched into the town and 
 surrounded the pole. A Northern man then disputed with Jack- 
 son the honor of first sticking the axe into it, and after con- 
 tending for it good-naturedly a few minutes he accorded it to 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 25 
 
 liim. Yankee stepped out, raised his axe, and then, his natural 
 instinct suggesting it, turned around and inquired who was to 
 hear the responsibility of his act. 
 
 "I'll take the responsibility of this!" thundered Jackson as 
 siezing him by the collar he slung him around and sent him off 
 with a kick. Then he grasped the axe himself and, with steady 
 'blow on blow,' soon brought the flag to the ground. He re- 
 ceived the flag as his reward, rode into Fairfax Court House 
 with it the next day, and long kept it at his house with his other 
 Black Republican trophies. 
 
 Little thought the papers which chronicled this achievement 
 that the same "stalwart yeoman" whom they then noticed, was 
 in a few months to perform another deed the daring of which 
 might eclipse anything outside of the pages of "romance or 
 fairy fable," and which would place his humble name high up 
 among the martyred ones in Fame's eternal temple. - 
 
 While narrating these exploit* of Jackson, showing, as they 
 do, the more violent traits of his character, it may be well, as it 
 is certainly just, to tell of others which may evidence the softer 
 ones ;. and here a little episode, with which he was well acquaint- 
 ed, and every circumstance of which he knows to be true by the 
 testimony of his own senses, strongly suggests itself to the writer 
 of this memoir. When Jackson first commenced keeping the 
 hotel at Fairfax Court House, he had employed as clerk an old 
 Spaniard by the name of Arquilles. Where he picked him up 
 no one knew, nor could anything of his former history be gath- 
 ered from either of them. The old man was an excellent clerk, 
 and managed the accounts of the house very satisfactorily ; but 
 after awhile he began to drink rather too hard, so that his ex- 
 cesses brought on attacks which destroyed his usefulness and 
 rendered him a burden rather than an assistance. For eight 
 or nine months before Jackson's departure from the place he 
 was an encumbrance to him, and was, during that time, sup- 
 ported by him. After his removal to Alexandria the old man 
 became worse, and had one or two attacks of severe illness at 
 the hotel where he was staying, being then kept by another man. 
 He was, during his sickness, very unpleasant company, and his 
 manners having been reserved and unprepossessing, had made 
 
26 LIFE OF 
 
 no particular friends during his sojourn in the village. Jack- 
 son, however, who was with him when first attacked, notwith- 
 standing he was then moving to Alexandria, and his presence 
 was required there, remained with him until he was out of dan- 
 ger, and then hired men to stay with and nurse him. His sick- 
 ness continuing, Jackson came from Alexandria to visit him, and 
 finding he had been neglected in some respects, his anger against 
 those with whom he had been thrown let itself out violently. 
 He again hired attendance for him, and did not leave him till 
 assured of his comfort. 
 
 The old man recovered from that attack, hut fell back into his 
 old habit, which soon brought on another. During all his sick- 
 ness Jackson's attendance never ceased, he frequently leaving 
 Alexandria (at a time when he must necessarily have been very 
 busily employed,) to visit him, and when at last he died, Jackson 
 had him decently buried. When we remember that this old 
 stranger was poor, and friendless, and helpless, and that there 
 was no tie at all to bind them, and no claim from one to the 
 other except that of a short acquaintanceship, his course to- 
 wards him is certainly deserving of praise, and Ms kindness of 
 admiration. 
 
 We approach now, rapidly, the closing scenes of his life. It 
 was some time in February, 1861, that he became "fixed" at 
 the Marshall House, in Alexandria. The name of this house is 
 now familiar as household words in the ears of two nations of 
 people. It is comparatively a small hotel, on the southeast cor- 
 ner of King and Pitt streets. Many years ago, green among 
 the boyhood memories of the writer, it was the finest hotel in 
 Alexandria. It was then kept by one of the very princes of 
 host-hood, A. G. Newton, now of the "Atlantic," in Norfolk. 
 But in 18 — , somewhere in the "forties," Mr. Green got ready 
 his mammoth "Mansion House," and Mr. Newton transferred 
 himself to it. Under his management, it of course oecame the 
 chief hotel, and its diminutive rival, the Marshal House, went 
 down. It went through the hands of several managers, but 
 seemed to prove a bael speculation, as none of them cared to 
 keep it for any length of time. At last it was purchased by 
 Mr. A. S. Grigsby. From him Jackson leased it. Just before 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON, 'li 
 
 he took possession, it had undergone a thorough refitting — in- 
 deed, it was not completed till after he moved into it. Additions 
 were made to it, and the old part of the house renovated, so that 
 in May it stood an excellent house, well adapted for the quiet 
 comfort of guests. And it was well patronized, for the eventa 
 of those stirring times had flooded Alexandria with strangers 
 from Washington, Maryland, and the South. 
 
 It was there that the " Washington Volunteers," a noble corps 
 of young men, under the leadership of that chief of go.d fel- 
 lows and genial gentleman, Major Cornelius Boyle, had their 
 rendezvous. A battalion of companies already formed was also 
 quartered there, and the commissiariat not then having gotten 
 under way, the troops were quartered in convenient buildings 
 and fed at the hotels for some time after the establishment there 
 of the military pot. 
 
 Very soon after Jackson took possession of the house, he put 
 up his flag. The staff was about forty feet long, and the fl 
 fine, large one. It was raised before the secession of Virginia 
 as an indication of the sentiment of the man who slept beneath 
 it. There waved its broad folds above the tops of the surround- 
 ing houses, visible from almost every part of the town, and 
 plainly to be seen from the surrounding country, Washington, 
 the Navy Yard, and the river. After the State had seceded, it 
 then became not only the mere symbol of an opinion, but the 
 proclamation of a faith, the emblem of a nationality, the tute- 
 lar protection of cherished rights. Flying, as it did, in the very 
 face of the Government at Washington, it of course attracted 
 the attention of the Northern public, and many a gallant editor, 
 of the word-fighting school, waxed eloquent over the indignity, 
 *and lustily called upon the sons of thunder, with whom their 
 ranks were then supposed to abound, to remove the foul insult 
 from the offended sight of the majesty of Abraham Lincoln and 
 Cabinet. No one, however, responded to the call. 
 
 There was published in some Northern paper, a few days af- 
 ter the taking of Alexandria, a "sensation" story about this 
 flag, and an attempt to capture it by a daring Lincolnite. The 
 account was gladly seized by the Northern press and published 
 generally, and in all probability now constitutes among them 
 
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 one of the leading "legends" of this war. It was stated that 
 a man, whose name was given, had gone to Alexandria for the 
 purpose of taking the flag or perishing in the attempt. He put 
 up at the Marshall House, and in the night quietly made his 
 way to the roof and secured the object of his ambition, which 
 he concealed by wrapping around his body and putting his 
 clothes on over it. He met Jackson in the office, who simply 
 remarked that he was a fai man(l). He then made his way to 
 the suburbs, beyond which he succeeded in going, after accomp- 
 lishing the very diminutive feat of knocking a sentinel down. 
 He then went to a spot where an accomplice had promised to 
 meet him, with the means of transporting himself and his pre- 
 cious burden beyond the reach of the " hungry rebels." He 
 waited here for some time, but the faithless accessory failed to 
 appear, and daylight beginning to make itself and himself visi- 
 ble, concluding he would certainly be missed and detected, he 
 returned to the hotel and run the flag up again to its place, 
 doubtless knocking down another sentinel on his return. Such 
 is the story which was actually published at the North with the 
 'unblushing assurance of falsehood, claiming the credence of 
 truth. Of course, it is abominably and outrageously false, but 
 of a character, in every respect, with most of their publications — 
 may we not say all? — bearing on the question now dividing our 
 nations. 
 
 Jackson, of course, saw and heard what was written in regard 
 to his flag. Indeed, it was a common joke to tell him that on 
 such and such a day Master Abe was going to send some one 
 down to lower his banner. Then it was that he would declare, 
 •generally with a smile, that " there would be two dead men about 
 when that flag came down." Little did he think, perhaps, how' 
 soon and how literally his words would be verified. He also de- 
 clared his intention to remain in Alexandria, and keep his flag 
 waving under any circumstances. 
 
 Time wore on. The few troops stationed in Alexandria were 
 expecting the enemy down upon them daily, but still he came 
 not. On Thursday, the 23d of May, the vote was taken in 
 Virginia on the Ordinance of Secession, passed in her Conven- 
 tion on the 16th of April. The city of Alexandria and the ad- 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 29 
 
 joining neighborhoods had given large majorities for the Union 
 candidates at the February election. Whether the Federal Gov- 
 ernment waited purposely for the May vote or not, we do not 
 know; but it is very likely they designedly delayed the seizure 
 of Alexandria for fear of influencing the vote in the State. 
 Such a motive would he in keeping with all their acts. But 
 they little knew the spirit of the Virginia people, and fatally did 
 they mistake the meaning of their former vote. The events 
 that the tyrant's treacherous policy had since precipitated, bad 
 aroused the country to a sense of their danger and their duty. 
 Alexandria and the neighboring districts gave large majorities 
 in favor of the Ordinance of Secession — in fact, almost an 
 unanimous vote for it. 
 
 . Who, that bore a part in them, can ever forget the scenes 
 that followed that day in Alexandria? Early in the evening — 
 as soon as the result of the vote was finally known, — a party 
 met to get up an "ovation" of some kind, to do honor to the 
 spirit of the people, and to the members of the State Legisla- 
 ture who had been elected that day. Jackson was of the 
 crowd — indeed one of the leaders. They determined to serenade 
 the members elect. They accordingly procured a fine band, and 
 when the proper hour approached proceeded to their houses, 
 first to that of Mr. Cazcnove, of the House of Delegates, where 
 they were met and handsomely entertained by him, after having 
 been received with a welcome uttered in burning words of 
 patriotism. They then went to Mr. Thomas' house, State Sena- 
 tor, where they were thanked by a friend of his— he being ab- 
 sent. They then called on Col. Terrett, and were addressed by 
 Col. Charles E. Stuart, in an eloquent speech, and having paid 
 their respects to these "men of note," they played at the doors 
 of several private houses, wherein dwelt the favored "divini- 
 ties" of the party. The moon shone beautifully, the night was 
 mild and balmy, the spirits of the people were light and free. 
 Jackson was the guide of the band and entered into the trea- 
 sures of the occasion with all the eagerness of his disposition, 
 taking the party to his house and crowning the festivities with 
 a generous entertainment. At aWn 11 o'clock the "party broke 
 up and the music ceased. The happy companions of that night 
 
30 LIFE OF 
 
 parted. Who then guessed that of the eyes which then reflected 
 mutual enjoyment from each other, there were some which never 
 more should meet,' 
 
 " Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise." 
 And now, save the sentinels who pace their solemn rounds, 
 the town is quiet, and the "all's well" that comes floating up 
 on the night breeze from the deek_of the blockading and threat- 
 ening vessel off the wharf, is distinctly heard. About one 
 o'clock the pickets from the long bridge gallop in, and report 
 the advance of the enemy to the cavalry officer in charge of the 
 outpost ; he proceeds at once to Col. Terrett's quarters, arouses 
 him from sleep and informs him of it. His orders are imme- 
 diately issued to the troops to prepare to march, and videttes 
 sent out to keep him advised of the approach of the enemy. A 
 little before day they have approached quite near, Col. Terrett 
 is just getting ready to retire, when an officer with a flag of 
 truce lands on the wharf and is conducted to his quarters. He 
 brings a demand for the surrender of the troops. This Col. 
 Terrett refuses,, but signifies his willingness to evacuate the 
 town, and an agreement is made allowing him till 8 o'clock to 
 effect the evacuation, and the officer returns to his ship. Col. 
 Terrett at once puts his column in motion, and as his little force 
 marches out at one end of the town, the mighty thousands of 
 the enemy from the river and by the shore, march in at the 
 other. There is one fact that may be stated here, (thought not 
 bearing directly upon the subject of this memoir), to show the 
 perfidy of the foe. The agreement solemnly made under that 
 flag of truce ivas broken, and the company of cavalry ordered 
 by Col. Terrett to remain behind and give notice of any ad- 
 vance upon him, after 8 o'clock, was captured, notwithstanding 
 the protest of Capt. Ball against the violation of the compact. 
 Col. Terrett is now satisfied that it was but a ruse to capture all 
 his force, which the fortunate meeting with a train of cars just 
 outside of town, and the necessary delay in placing Capt. Ball's 
 company under guard, prevented them from accomplishing.* 
 
 *Note. — An officer of high standing in the Federal army has assured a 
 relation of his that it was really de&ig-ned to entrap Col. Terrett and his 
 
. JAMES W. JACKSON. 31 
 
 Col. Wilcox' assurance was given that it would be kept, and the 
 excuse afterwards given was that it was an officer's private act. 
 Shame on an officer who would remain in the service of a gov- 
 ernment which would force him to violate his fafth ! Eternal 
 shame on a government which would adopt so paltry a subter- 
 fuge, to avoid an adherence to honor, as to attempt to throw the 
 odium on an officer whose official acts honor should compel it to 
 sustain. But they have more than once shown that to interest, 
 with them, every honorable instinct is subservient. Alas, even 
 for us who were once of them, that the United States govern- 
 ment and the Tinted States officers have proven so false to the 
 instincts of honor, of gallantry, of humanity. 
 
 The main body of the force of six thousand, which achieved 
 the glorious exploit of putting to flight four hundred men and 
 capturing the town of Alexandria, came by land. The Zouaves, 
 however, who had been encamped for some time in Prince 
 George's county, Maryland, nearly opposite Alexandria, had 
 embarked in steam-boats, and were landed on the Virginia side, 
 some just above the town, others (comprising nearly all the regi- 
 ment) at the wharves, with a large force of marines from the 
 navy yard and the Pawnee. The landing took place just about, 
 or a little after day-break. As a general thing the citizens were 
 not aroused from their slumber, nor knew of the events going 
 on for some time. Jackson was asleep at the time. The Mar- 
 shall House was not in the direct line of march of either force, 
 and the neighborhood was, consequently, not alarmed till the 
 Zouaves had arrived there. 
 
 Some of the companies of the regiment had been sent off in 
 diffierent directions, but the main body, under Ellsworth him- 
 self, formed at the wharf, and marched to King street, up which 
 they filed in column of companies. Their appearan.e, as they 
 
 forces by this ruse of the flag of truce, and was laughed at in "Washington 
 as a good joke. Again: After Ball's company had been taken and placed 
 under guard, the cavalry and artillery advanced after our infantry, and a 
 lady \vho»e husband is now in Richmond, from her residence saw them, on 
 arriving at the railroad, unlimber their cannon to fire at the retreating 
 train, which turned into the woods just in time to escape them. This is 
 all true. 
 
32 LIFE OF 
 
 marched up the street, must have been very fine. Their fan- 
 tastic dress, the gleam of their sword-bayonets, the investment 
 of terror with which the braggadocio of the North had clothed 
 them, all conspired to make them as they came up on the dou- 
 ble quick, an omen of direful presage. They had been peculiar- 
 ly the recipients of that praise, of anticipation with which the 
 North has so liberally fed its soldiers. Together with that other 
 set, raked up by Billy Wilson from the cespools of infamy in 
 New York, they were held- up to the eyes of the South as most- 
 to-be-dreaded soldiers, and terrible were the deeds predicted, if 
 once their " ungovernable heroic fire" should break out amid 
 the chaff of armed rebellion. Had the stories of Manassas and 
 of Santa Rosa Island then been written, they might have rob- 
 bed the Zouave character of a portion of its terror, even as the 
 reception of Ellsworth and his "pets" in Alexandria must 
 have removed from the Northern mind a portion of its blind- 
 ness. 
 
 On came the Zouaves up King street. Arriving at the Tele- 
 graph office, Ellsworth first captured it and placed it under 
 guard. As he came out of the door, his eye fell on the flag of 
 Jackson, flying from its pole on the other side of the street. 
 
 "Boys that flag must come down," he cries, and dashes up 
 the street. We are not exactly familiar with Zouave discipline, 
 nor do we understand by what orders he effected the halting of 
 his men below, and the detailing of two or three to go with and 
 assist him in capturing "the prize," as he considered it, but it 
 was done. He walked or ran into the house and boldly de- 
 manded to be shown the way to the roof. The servants had 
 shrunk away and the clerk and a few gentlemen in the office not 
 answering him, they proceeded themselves to find it. Mounting 
 the roof, he assisted in hauling down the flag, while his admir- 
 ing minions below gazed up with rapture at the scene. 
 
 It was at this time that Jackson was aroused. There is a 
 story that he was awake before, and met Ellsworth as .he was 
 going up, and finding out his object, had then returned to his 
 chamber and procured his gun.* But whether this be so or not, 
 
 *See Appendix No. 1. 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 33 
 
 we know that he was suddenly roused from sleep, to find that 
 his house was overrun by insolent trespassers. He hurried on a 
 portion only of his dress, not taking time to put on his coat or 
 shoes. He hears the noise made in ascending the stair the 
 trampling on the roof, and he knows what is going on. He re- 
 members with what a sacred determination he raised his flao- 
 and the aggravating manner of the insult to it appeals loudly to 
 him to vindicate it, and he seizes his 'gun. 
 
 He knew— he must have known— the danger, the desperate 
 peril of the attempt the idea of which flashed across his senses, 
 and lie may have hesitated a moment, but it was only a moment. 
 Honor, faith, feeling, all were enlisted, and his mind was made 
 up. To determine with him was to perform. He rushes by the 
 nearest way to the main stair. He reaches the second story 
 landing. Just as 'he does so, Ellsworth and his friends are 
 descending the steps to the landing. Brownell in front. Ells- 
 worth has commenced to wrap the flag around him, and remarks 
 as he receives it from one of the men, "I'll take the prize." 
 
 "Yes, and here is another for you!" rings the determined 
 voice of Jackson, and his stalwart form confronts the despoilers. 
 He presents his gun at Brownell, the foremost one, when sud- 
 denly his eye catches sight of the flag around Ellsworth, and 
 with terribie energy he changes his aim to him. In vain'does' 
 Brownell attempt to strike up the gun. Quick as lightning Jack- 
 son brings it down, the fear-strung nerves of the Zouave not 
 availing against his desperate resolve, and in another instant 
 Ellsworth's heart receives the contents of one barrel. Then he 
 turns with fiercer fury on Brownell, but the Zouave has already 
 aimed his piece, and as Jackson is pulling the second trigger he 
 receives the dreadful Minie ball through his head, and as he 
 falls the other load is discharged from his piece, taking effect in 
 the frame of the door on the sill of which Ellsworth has dropped. 
 All was over in a few seconds, and while the Zouaves below are 
 looking for the appearance of their chief and his trophy, the 
 surgeon of the regiment rushes out, anddnforms them that their 
 Colonel had just been "brutally assassinated!" 
 
 For awhile all is confusion around, the men being uncertain 
 what to do, in so sudden an emergency. At length, however, 
 o 
 
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 Ellsworth's body is raised and wrapped in a red blanket, a door 
 if torn from its hinges, on which it is laid out ; running muskets 
 underneath this, it is thus carried slowly and sorrowfully back, 
 •down the street up which, a few minutes before, he had so 
 .proudly marched. 
 
 The body was laid out in state at the Navy- Yard that day ; 
 on the following, it was taken to the White House. When 
 President Lincoln beheld the features of his beloved protege 
 sealed in death., he is said to have wept bitterly. Abraham Lin- 
 coln weep ! Far be it from us to offend against one of the 
 finest instincts of humanity, by scoffing at the exhibition of even 
 womanish weakness, in the man who is gazing on the mutilated 
 remains of what has been a solace and a cherished love ; but 
 tears from the man who can coolly jest at misery, as he heaps 
 oppression on innocence, and condemn millions to unhappiness, 
 to subserve the lust of one — tears from him ! We confess 
 the picture is a mournful farce to our contemplation. The 
 corpse was conveyed from the White House to the depot, 
 with ceremonial pomp, some of the features of which might 
 have excited the envy of a savage, and which never would have 
 been tolerated within the confines of civilization* but for the in- 
 human hate which prompted them thus to stoop in order to raise 
 the vulgar sympathy of wretches in the cause of the despot. 
 We allude to the exhibition in the procession, of the now cele- 
 brated flag, bloody and tattered, which was borne, immediately 
 behind the hearse, by Brownell, on the point of the bayonet 
 with which he had pierced Jackson's body as he fell.* This 
 barbarous ceremonial was repeated in New York, on the arrival 
 of the corpse there, which, having feasted the depraved appe- 
 tites of the "b'hoys," and excited the vengeance of the "pa- 
 triots," was finally borne to its last'resting-place. 
 
 Of course the public mind, both North and South, was much 
 excited by this extraordinary deed, and its mention was on 
 every lip, of the one party to extol, of the other to condemn. 
 The North, wonder-stricken at their manner, and maddened by 
 the fact of their great loss, heaped all sorts of condemnation 
 
 * See Appendix No. 2. 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. % 35 
 
 on " the assassin of Ellsworth." TVe need only calmly survey 
 the facts to be convinced of the injustice of such an epithet 
 being applied to our hero. In the first place, in any view they 
 may choose to take of our position, whether they regard us as 
 rebels or belligerents, that flag was entitled to treatment aW to 
 respect which it did not receive at Ellsworth's hands. If we 
 were to be regarded as belligerants, as an established Nationality, 
 even then the flag of his country, floating above a man's house, 
 in a conquered city, at an hour when the owner was asleep, and 
 had not had time to lower it, had a claim for respect good in 
 civilized and humane warfare ; even then, knowing, as Ellsworth 
 did, that it was & private affair, not marking or intended to mark 
 a spot to the defence of which its colors might direct its defen- 
 ders, but merely unfurled as an individual gratification, his gen- 
 tlemanly instincts, if he had them; his chivalry, if he possessed 
 what they claim for him, would have prompl^d him to pass it by 
 for another time ; or if his sense of public duty and public poli- 
 cy required it, to demand its removal in terms which might 
 have spared the feelings of its owner. 
 
 But affecting to regard us as " rebels," then the flag was a 
 mere indication of an opinion, openly proclaimed — under a sanc- 
 tion secured by the strongest guarantees, and to deny which 
 would be to establish the most offensive* of all tyrannies. It is 
 the boast of the English and American law that howqver hum- , 
 ble it may be, a man's house is his castle ; that though the rain 
 and the snow may enter it, nor King nor President may without 
 warrant of law. How easy would it have been for Ellsworth to 
 have summoned the proprietor of the liouse, and in proper man- 
 ner and form, demanded and obtained a removal of the flag. 
 But ah, when once a man has stooped to be the tool of despot- 
 ism, how soon is he accomplished in its dirty work ! Even so 
 with him. The heart had become tainted, and with its corrup- 
 tion was all the conduct infected. His whole course showed how 
 completely he was carried away, by his headlong^ passion, from 
 the path of reason. We can honor the hero who, in the storm 
 of battle, seeing the banner of his foe waving above a redoubt; > 
 whence destruction is showered on his own ranks, gives utter- 
 ance to the gallant resolve, "That flag must come down," and 
 
36 LIFE OF 
 
 bravely leads his men to the attack. Ellsworth's resolution had 
 in it nothing to claim our praise. Here was no battle, no resis- 
 tance, nothing but the avowal of an opinion, by a brave man, 
 not afraid to declare it openly, and which he had as. much right 
 to avow in the light in which Ellsworth professed to regard 
 things, as Ellsworth himself had, eight months before, to run 
 up the name of his master Abraham at his own mast head. 
 
 No, his achievement was not the military manoeuvre of an 
 officer, only anxious to discharge his duty with credit to himself 
 and his cause, but the rash trespass of an invader, forgetting, 
 in the blindness of selfish passion, what was due even to his own 
 position. That flag had been somewhat marked, or if he was 
 ignorant. of that, it was the first "rebel banner" he had seen, 
 and in the zeal of his selfishness, ambitious that he himself 
 should be the .first to achieve the honor of capturing a secession 
 flag, (whether gallantly in battle, or from the roof of an over- 
 powered private citizen, one among a thousand, would make no 
 difference in the Northern idea of chivalry,) he rushed to the 
 work himself. Dignified commander ! Why did he not speak 
 but the word to his intrepid Zouaves, that would have sped them 
 from pavement to window, from window to roof, and in a jiffy- 
 have brought the unholy emblem of depravity to the earth ? It. 
 •would have been fun to* them, and afforded a subject for their 
 illustrate^ journals to embellish their pages with for weeks. 
 How vividly would they have portrayed the daring ascent of 
 the mountebank, up the walls, and the mute astonishment of the 
 gaping Alexandrians below ! But he must give them something 
 better than that — for him! He must givb them his own picture 
 taking down that flag, and covered wifh the exceeding great re- 
 ward of his daring. His whole course shows how completely 
 selfish his intention was, and his taking the flag from the man 
 who had it at first, with the exclamation "I'll carry thje prize," 
 is an explanation of it all. Had he succeeded — had he gotton 
 out safely — had he escaped the wrath of his one opponent — had 
 he taken that flag to the White House and laid it before the ad- 
 • miring eyes of President and Cabinet, where would have been 
 the praise, where the honor of the achievement ? Doubtless it 
 would have been among a people who herald as gallant auctions 
 
JAMES W. JACKS OX. 
 
 the capture of unarmed men and helpless women ; and the- dem- 
 olition by the fire of war Gf the peaceful citizen's home, and 
 send up a voice of Coasting triumph, as a hundred perchance 
 •may fall back before the onset of a myriad. 
 
 Looking at this affair as we ought, where is the right to ap- 
 ply the epithet "assassination" to Jackson's deed? The assas- 
 sin does not confront his victim, when, armed and attended, he 
 goes forth to conquer and to triumph. He docs not give him 
 warning of the blow he means to strike. No, he follows his 
 footsteps stealthily, he seeks him out when alone, unarmed, and 
 most unsuspicious of danger ; he lurks, himself, in some hidden 
 and secure corner, and from his hiding place leaping.a moment, 
 to strike, he hastily retreats, and seeks security in flight when 
 his deed is done. Not so the Alexandria hero. He is aroused 
 from sleep with the report that his city is invaded, that his home 
 is threatened. He hurries from his chamber to find *iat that 
 home has been forcibly entered. Being not a military barrack, 
 being not the property of a government or corporation, he be- 
 ing .peacefully engaged in it in his daily avocation, he cannot 
 see the propriety of armed men violently entering it, under no 
 warrant of law, or sanction, of justice. And for what do thej 
 come ? Not to arrest an offender, not to capture a fugitive, not 
 to secure a prisoner, but to steal from him a portion of his pri- 
 vate property. Has ho not, a right, by all law, to prevent suck 
 desecration, even, if necessary, by taking the life of the tres- 
 passer? And of what is it their intention to rob him ? Of 
 that which is as dear to him as his gold, as dear as any of his 
 property, aye, as the honor of his family, and as life itself. He 
 rushes to meet the soldiers ; he finds them with the stolen pro- 
 perty in possession, and in the fury of his offended manhood, he 
 slays the chief of them. Alas ! they were too many for him, 
 .and his life-blood might not ransom from their profaning hands 
 the symbol of his .faith, but he died as a man should die, in the 
 •defence of it. Let them attempt to -color this affair as they 
 may, they cannot deprive Truth of its power, and robbery ij 
 robbery, whether committed by the wretch, who relies for his 
 protection on the darkness of midnight, and the silence of stealth, 
 or by the marauder who overawes by armed battalions- 
 
38 LIFE OF 
 
 As if designed by heaven, the circumstances of this deed, 
 the first invasion of our soil by our haughty foes, was to teach 
 them a terrible lesson of the consequences they might expect. 
 Ellsworth, proud, insulting, confident, violent, invading forcibly 
 the house of a.citizen who desired only peace in the possession of 
 his rights, exhibited a true type of the Northern Government and 
 character, and the deed of Jackson must have been a vivid indi- 
 cation to them of the determination of the South — a determina- 
 tion thousands of their best soldiers have since realized in dusfe 
 and mortal agony — to die in their chosen tracks, to die on their 
 violated soil, rather than submit to their invasion anfl spoliation. ( 
 
 After the double deed was done, the body of Jackson lay for 
 some time upon the landing, where it had fallen. His wife, 
 hearing the noise of the guns, had rushed out, to find her hus- 
 band a corpse, but was forced back to her room, and a guard 
 placed m the house, every door sentineled, for fear of some other 
 onset by one of what the Zouaves had now learned to consider 
 the " fiery" rebels.* A Confederate officer, who lodged thafe 
 night at the Marshall House, being awakened by the reports, 
 started to leave his room, to see what was the matter, when he 
 was suddenly confronted by a' soldier who, with. his musket pre- 
 sented at him, ordered him back. He recognized the Zouave 
 uniform, and at once comprehending the state of things, went . 
 back to his room, wheVe, having fortunately a suit of citizen's 
 clothes, he succeeded in making his escape after the guard was^ 
 removed. This was not done for several hours, and them the 
 friends of Jackson were permitted to carry the body into aroom 
 and prepare it for burial. He was dressed in the uniform he 
 had worn as Captain of artillery. There, as he lay cold in death,, 
 his face disfigured frightfully by the powder and the fearful 
 Minie ball, his 'tall foirna robed in the suit he had donned Tor 
 service in the ranks of his countrymen in their struggle against 
 the power of despotism, with the balmy air of May floating in 
 through the open window, what a scene it presented ! What a 
 stern and sullen calmness on the faces of those who laid out the 
 
 dead! And the dead man's face ! how resolute was its expres- 
 
 » 
 
 * See Appendix, Note No. S. 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. ' 39 
 
 sion ! how defiantly stood up the hair, and how terrible a triumph 
 sat in the firm compression of the pallid lips! 
 
 An old gentleman was busy cutting off locks of hair, and 
 wrapping them up. " Ah," he muttered, " let this be remem- 
 bered as coming from the head of the first man who shed his 
 blood in the cause of our Southern independence." And out in 
 the solemn streets there were groups of citizens with menace 
 lurking in their eyes, and soldiers gazing curiously at the house 
 of death, and a cloud was on every face and a chilled feeling in 
 every heart, that even the warm, genial sunshine of May could 
 not clear away. And so began the war of subjugation ! 
 
 The next day the body of Jackson was removed from Alexan- 
 dria to be buried, the family leaving with it. He left, besides 
 his wife, three little children, daughters, the eldest about twelve 
 years old.* They are children of exceedingly attractive appear- 
 ance and interesting manners.' Thus was the Marshal House 
 left behind. It was taken possession of by the Federal officers, 
 and the office used by the Provost Marshal. The house at once 
 became a scene of attraction for Northern soldiers and newspa- 
 per correspondents, who, wishing to have each a memento of 
 Ellsworth, began to chip off the railing and cut up the floor of 
 the landing where he had fallen. • That being demolished— en- 
 tirely cut auxxy— they attacked indiscriminately the whole house 
 and furniture. Some of the citizens tried to save the furniture 
 by packing it all in one room, but the officers would not protect 
 it, and on the 7th of June, house, furniture, and all were one 
 common ruin. 
 
 The body was carried first to Fairfax Court House, and thence ' 
 to the old homestead, on the Georgetown and Leesburg turn- 
 pike, where it was interred. Whether it has been suffered there 
 to rest in peace, even thus far, we cannot tell. For a long time 
 the old lady, the widowed mother of Jackson," has lived there 
 alone. During the time when our forces held possession of Ma- 
 son and Munson's Hills, and their advanced pickets were within 
 a short 'distance of the Chain Bridge, we happened one day, with 
 a small scouting party, to halt at one of our posts (Lewinsville,) 
 
 * See Appendix, Note No. 4. 
 
40 LIFE OF 
 
 to regale ourselves with some excellent peaches, which our "boys" 
 had procured from the neighboring orchard of an absconded 
 Yankee. While there, Mrs. Jackson came up in her carriage, 
 accompanied only by a small negro boy, her driver, on her way 
 from her own house, which w;fs outside of our lines, to her daugh- 
 ter's, Mrs. Stewart's, which was within them. The old lady 
 had no pass, and was of course halted by the picket, the orders 
 being at that time very strict in regard to permitting persons to 
 pass. Recognizing her, and divining whither she wished to go, 
 we informed the Lieutenant in command of the post who she was, 
 and to whose house Ave supposed she desired to ride. 
 
 " Jim Jackson's mother !" he exclaimed. " Sergeant, let her 
 pass," and added, as he turned round to us, "if it costs me my 
 commission." 
 
 Whether the old lady has been permitted the peaceful posses- 
 sion of her home since the Yankees extended the lines of their 
 protection (!) around it, we cannot tell.* The torch has been 
 ruthlessly applied to many a lately peaceful and happy home 
 in that neighborhood, and it may be that this/ for the sake 
 of the associations that encircle it, has met the same fate, 
 leaving but the "blackness of ashes to mark where it stood." 
 We should not be surprised to learn it. And that old mother 
 may now be an outcast and a wanderer, as many are. The 
 hand of violence may not even have permitted the frame of 
 Jackson to remain in the sepulchre wherein we saw him "quietly 
 inurned." Their vandalism may easily have extended thus far. 
 The spirit which prompted the destruction of the Marshall 
 House for the manufacture of mementoes, would probably exult 
 in the procuration of the hero's bones as trophies, and the^earth, 
 which once struck awe into their hearts, may be condemned, in 
 retaliation for the icy terror with which it once inspired them, 
 hereafter "to patch a hole to expel the winter's flaw" in the 
 hut of some Northern soldier who shall have retired upon such 
 laurels, or the bones which formed that stalwart frame for Yan- 
 kee children to "play at loggats with." Little can their malice 
 harm him now ! His fame is won, his glory is fixed, it cannot be 
 shaken. Tyranny hasMone her worst with him. The first vic- 
 
 * See Appendix, Note No. 5. 
 
JAMES W. JACKSON. 41 
 
 tim to its lust, the first martyr to independence, he met, without 
 fear or faltering, the death which, with him, was preferable far to 
 the shame of suffering interference with his Sacred rights. 
 
 When the cause for which he died has triumphed, when the in- 
 solent invaders shall have been driven from the sanctuaries they 
 profane, or made to wash out with their blood their " foul foot- 
 steps' pollution," when we shall have fully shaken off the fetters 
 which an impious and inhuman tyranny would throw around us, 
 when the exiles shall return and repossess their own. and the 
 walls of our temples be rebuilt, then will a mindful nation erect 
 over his remains, if they be found, in their sacred places if they 
 be not, testimonials which shall speak to the traveller and guest 
 the admiration and respect which his heroic deed and death has 
 inspired for his memory in the hearts of his countrymen.* 
 
 Who can doubt the speedy triumph of chivalry, gallantry, 
 
 and resolution over treachery, inhumanity, and despotism ? May 
 
 God defend and prosper the right ! 
 
 t „ 
 
 *See Appendix, Note No. G. 
 
APPENDIX. 
 
 Note No. 1 — Page 32. — There have been several different versions of the 
 eircumstances immediately preceding the killing of Ellsworth, but the one 
 we'have given is the true story. Mr. Alexander, the clerk, was asked by 
 Ellsworth, wben his p irty entered tb< house, the way to the flag, but gave no 
 answer, and they pas.-in^ on. be immediately sent word to Jackson by a negro 
 iwoman, to come to bim directly. Jackson was going without his gun, when 
 the woman mentioned that the house was full of soldiers, who did not look 
 like our soldiers, and this remark caused him to take it. She begged him to 
 leave it behind, and he ordered her to cease her entreat i< 8, adding very sternly, 
 ; ' Don't say one word about this to Maria," — (his wife.) He then went to the 
 office, and thence up the steps, meeting the party as related. 
 
 To show the daring resolution of the man, we mention another fact, which 
 we only recently learned. He had obtained a small four-poundcr cannon from 
 some friends in Alexandria, the one used there almost from time immemorial 
 to fire 4th of July salutes with. We had frequently seen it in the back yard 
 of his house, behind a screen, pointing to the front, but knew not until Lately 
 informed, by a distinguished officer in the 17th Virginia Regiment, (whom 
 Jackson had confidently told,) that it was loaded almost to the muzzle, and 
 that lie had gotten Capt. Kemper, of the artillery, to aim it so as to rake the 
 passage to the office, the Gllice itself and the front entrance, for the purpose 
 of discharging it when the place should be thronged with Yankees, in case 
 they should enter his house. The officer, when told of this, remonstrated 
 with him on the desperateness of this resolution, as he would most certainly 
 be killed for it. "Well," he replied, '« I have not a long time to live anyhow, 
 and if I can kill fifteen or twenty Yankees, I'll be willing to die." 
 
 Doubtless, had it not been for the suddenness of the information, and his 
 being asleep at the time, he would have sold his life more dearly than he did- 
 as the effects that Vienna and Manassas witnessed of Capt. Kemper's splendid 
 aiming give us every reason to suppose that. Jackson's cannon, was well 
 directed. 
 
 Note No. 2 — Page 34. — We have heard nothing lately of Brownell, whom 
 accident placed for a while among the Northern rabble on the throne of a 
 demigod. A gentleman who saw him afterwards in Washington,, describes 
 
44 APPENDIX. 
 
 him as most ordinary in his appearance, and the true type of a New York 
 sub-llte-hoy. He wore then, over his uniform jacket, a rough, black over-coat, 
 had his pants turned up, and a white felt hat cocked on one side of his head. 
 He talked i:i a sing-song way, had a down-cast look, and when he opened his 
 mouth to roll over the stump of the cigar lie held in it. you pouid perceive 
 that several of hi* front teeth' were gone. He was at that time flourishing 
 proudly the silver-mounted pistol which the merchants of New York had pre- 
 sented him as a reward of his u gallant action !" > 
 
 We state in this connection the report that Jackson's ilag could be seen 
 from the White House, and that Ellsworth had promised Mrs. Lincoln to pre- 
 sent her with it on the evening of the 24th of May, which we have every 
 reason to believe to be true. We omitted to mention the fact of Jackson 
 having taken down his ilag to add a new star as each succeeding Slate se- 
 ceded, and the wildriess of delight with which he lowered it, and cut out 
 with Ins own hands die large central Star when Virginia took her stand with 
 her Southern sisters. « 
 
 Note No. 3 — Page 38. — The barbarity displayed towards the dead body and 
 the cruelty to the living friends of Jack-soif by the Zouaves, is really shocking. 
 The body was pinned 'to the floor by a. bayonet, and no friend allowed to re- 
 move it for five hours ! His wife was rudely forced into her room, his sister, 
 Mrs. Thomas, denied admittance to the house; but filially obtaining it, was 
 insulted, and the proposal made in her hearing, to cut the body " into 'bits. 3 ' 
 Even when the sorrow of his family was venting itself jn tears and lamenta- 
 tions, some monster shouted to them to "«top their howling!*' They robbed 
 the corpse of the keys and money which were in the pocket. They ordered 
 the family to leave the house and carry the corpse with them, before 5 o'clock, 
 threatening to cast it into the street if they did not, and it w-as with difficulty 
 the mayor and citizens of the. town could persuade them to extend the tune 
 till the next morning at day-break. On leaving in the morning, the hack and 
 hearse were frequently stopped, and the most inhuman insults heaped on the 
 family by wretches who thrust their heads through the hack windows, and 
 the fearful threats of whom stifled with choking agony the grief of the wife, 
 the daughter, the sister. 
 
 Note No. 4 — Page 39. — Amelia, Alice, and Caroline, a»c the names of these 
 most interesting little girls. The family of Jackson has received universally 
 the sympathy of the South, which has expressed that .sympathy not only in 
 word, but in liberal donations for their benefit. It may be well to state, how- 
 . ever, that the loss they have sustained, not only by the violent death of the 
 husband and father, but in the deprivation of a home, deserves a continuance 
 «f these charities. The furniture of the Marshall House had been purchased 
 by Jackson for $7,000, and his wife has now that debt also to pay, unless it 
 shall be otherwise liquidated. 
 
 Note No. 5 — Page 40. — Since writing the* foregoing we have learned that 
 the mother of Jackson has been u gallantly captured*" by a crowd of .Yankee 
 soldiers. Suspecting that she had been sending food to our pickets in her 
 
APPENDIX. 45 
 
 neighborhood, relying for their belief on the testimony of one of her run-away 
 
 negroes,.' a party went to her house one night and tried to entrap her by pass- 
 ing for Southern troops. Sho discovered their treachery, and told them In 
 plain terms, what she thought of them. A few days after they took her pris- 
 oner, and forced her, (hough sixty-seven years old, to walk several n.iie.s 
 before they would get a carriage for her. At the same time they took Mr. 
 Moore, an old gentleman, her half brother; and Mrs. Stewart, her daughter. 
 They are now in one of the Washington prisons. They took, all her negroes 
 whicli could he of service to them, and gave the others away. They destroyed 
 her furniture, and appropriated a quantity of house-keeping stores which she 
 had laid u [>. 
 
 NOTE No. 6 — Page 41. — Tim respect and admiration the people have for 
 the memory of Jackson have been shown from the moment his death was 
 known. When the corpse arrived at Fairfax Court House, the bell at the 
 Court House was tolled, and the citizens and soldiers en masse went out to 
 receive the cortege, and meeting it about a mile from the village, lined the 
 road on both sides, and witli uncovered heads, suffered it to pass through their 
 lines, then followed on in solemn procession. * 
 
 When it arrived at his mother's, the place of burial, a large crowd had 
 ga there 1 to receive it. The grief of his eldest daughter there broke forth in 
 most pitiable vehemen :e. She raised the head from the coffin, which was 
 opened at her request, and embracing it and uttering the most pathetic entrea- 
 ties', was with difficulty removed. The services were performed, in the ab- 
 sence of a regular minister, by Mr. George W. Gurinell, an old church-elder of 
 the neighborhood. When be had finished, be raised his hands, and gazing 
 into the grave, earnestly exclaimed, ". Would to Cod it were my son ! : ' The 
 ohl gentleman has sine*' been impri toned by the Lincoln minions. 
 
 We append a selection from the many verses in, which Jackson's deed has 
 been celebrated. The fust is by M. 13. Wharton, of South Carolina, and is 
 
 entitled 
 
 STAND BY YOUR FLAG. 
 
 St.ind by your flag ye Southern brave?, 
 
 Ye hold it as fair freedom's trust; 
 Swear that it e'er in triumph waves. 
 
 Or else you'll with it kiss the dust. 
 'Tis yours by every sacred tie 
 
 Of honor, valor, interest, bi.th; 
 The hopes of millions 'ne.ith it lie, 
 
 The bravest and the beet of earth. 
 
46 APPENDIX. 
 
 Stand b,y your flag'as Jackson stood, 
 
 Who let the tyrant's minions know 
 That when it fell, his own life blood 
 
 In its defence should freely flow; 
 That if they would invasion mftke 
 
 He would alone begin the fray, 
 And for each inch he dared to take 
 
 At least an Ells-icorth they should pay. 
 
 He loved his flag and wished it saved. 
 
 He prized the beauties that it wore. 
 Near Vernon's sleeping Chief it waved, 
 
 His house'the name of Marshall bore! 
 And hark, the sound of fife and drufn ! 
 
 In glittering files behold the foe ! 
 With shouts and threat'ning cries they come, 
 
 They halt \yjth menaces below. 
 
 ''Down with your flag!" the spoilers cry. 
 
 Oh, how his brave pulsations bound! 
 Did he obey? His shots reply — 
 
 He brings his foeman to the ground. 
 But he fell too. For country's sake, 
 
 He on her altar bleeding lies ; 
 « He sleeps in realms of bliss to wake, 
 
 For God accepts the sacrifice. 
 
 The other is by i\ F., Augusta, Ga. 
 JACKSON, OUR FIRST MARTYR. 
 
 Not where the battle red 
 Covers with fame the (.lead : 
 Not where the trumpet calls 
 Vengeance for each that falls; 
 Not with his comrade dear, 
 Not there he fell — not there. 
 
 He grasps no brother's hand, 
 He sees no patriot band f 
 Daring alone the foe, 
 • He strikes, then waits the blow; 
 
 Counting his life not dear, 
 His was no heart to fear. 
 
 Shout, shout his deed of glory, 
 Tell it in song and story ; 
 
APPENDIX. 47 
 
 Tell it where soldiers brave 
 Rush fearless to the grave p 
 Tell it — a magic spell 
 In that great deed shall dwell. 
 
 Yes, he hath won a name 
 Deathless for age to fame : 
 Our Flag, baptised in blood, 
 Away, as with a flood, 
 Shall sweep the tyrant band 
 Whose feet pollute our land. 
 
 His martyr-patriot fall 
 
 Shall be a trumpet call 
 
 For all true men to go 
 
 To crush the invading foe. , 
 
 Let not his blood in vain 
 
 Cry from the soil they stain. 
 
 Then Freemen raise, the cry, 
 As Freemen live or die. 
 Ann, arm you for the light, 
 His banner in your sight — 
 And this your battle-cry. 
 "Jackson and Victory!" 
 
 The following is the card published by Jackson on leasing the Marshall 
 House : 
 
 .MARSHALL HOUSE— JAMES W. JACKSON, Proprietor 
 
 Comer King and Pitt Streets, Alexandria, Va. 
 
 Virginia is determined, and will yet conquer under the command of 
 JEFF. DAVIS. 
 
 We append as a most touching incident connected with this history, the 
 following copies of newspaper slips found in Jackson's pocket after his death, 
 and kindly furnished us by his niece, who found them, and whom we are 
 glad to number among the most agreeable and interesting of our young 
 friends. 
 
 This young lady has preserved them just as he tore them from the news- 
 papers, and they tell a story of the devotion and determination of the man 
 which no language can improve. 
 
48 APPENDIX. 
 
 LAND OF THE SOUTH. 
 
 BY A. F. LEONARD. 
 
 Lund of the South ! the fairest land 
 
 Beneath Columbia's sky! 
 Proudly her hills of freedom stand, 
 
 Her plains in beauty lie. 
 Her dotted fields, her traversed streams 
 
 Their annual wealth renew. 
 Land of the South ! in brightest dreams 
 
 No dearer spot we view. 
 
 Men of the South ! A free-born race, 
 
 They vouch a patriot line; 
 Heady the foemairs van to face, 
 
 And guard their Country's shrine. 
 By sire and son a haloing light 
 
 Through thtfe is borne along : 
 They " nothing ask but what is right,"' 
 
 And will not suffer wrong! 
 
 "Many a mothers heart shall mourn her long lament over-the lifeless, form 
 of a son who shed his blood upon an ensanguined field. Many a wife's wail 
 of sorrow shall be heard for a husband torn by death's ruthless hand from her 
 bosom. But mother, wife, your sons and husbands could die in no nobler 
 eatise than in defence of their homes. Their names will bo written with an 
 iron pen on the scroll of fame, having sacrificed their lives on the altar of 
 Liberty. Bards shall sing in heroic verse of their deeds and sufferings., and 
 they will be handed down to future generations, as noble examples of devotion 
 to their country." 
 
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