A Jackson staff member placed this monument in 1903. |
I made a
brief visit on Tuesday afternoon to the Spotsylvania Court House battlefield
and the “Stonewall” Jackson Shrine south of Fredericksburg, Va.
It had been
years since I had seen where Lt. Gen. Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson died in a small farm building at
Guinea Station. He was wounded by his own men on May 2, 1863, at Chancellorsville, the site of his greatest success -- a sweeping flank attack that rolled back the Federal right.
The shrine
was a peaceful place, with only a couple weekday visitors present.
I learned
that the Confederate general got to know the Chandler family who owned the farm
just a year before, during the Fredericksburg campaign. Now, Robert E. Lee
wanted his lieutenant to recuperate at a spot well behind
enemy lines. Jackson was taken by ambulance to Guinea Station.
Jackson died in this bed. (Picket photos) |
According to
the National Park Service: “Although offered the use of the Chandler house,
Jackson's doctor and staff officers chose the quiet and private outbuilding as
the best place for Jackson to rest after his long ambulance ride. If all went
well, the general would soon board a train at Guinea Station and resume his
trip to Richmond and the medical expertise available there.”
Five
physicians tended to Jackson, who had his left arm amputated after his
wounding. The general’s wife, Mary Anna, arrived with their infant daughter and
spent most of her time at his bedside or an office in the next room.
Jackson had
contracted pneumonia, perhaps before he was wounded, and his condition worsened
within days. He expressed a wish to die on a Sunday, and that occurred on May
10.
Dr. Hunter
Holmes McGuire recorded his famous last words: "A few moments before he
died he cried out in his delirium, 'Order A.P. Hill to prepare for action! Pass
the infantry to the front rapidly! Tell Major Hawks' -- then stopped, leaving
the sentence unfinished. Presently a smile of ineffable sweetness spread itself
over his pale face, and he said quietly, and with an expression, as if of
relief, 'Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees.’” (Jackson was buried in Lexington, Va.)
I asked the
ranger to describe the continued
attention to Jackson. He spoke of poetry and postwar stories told about Confederate leaders during the rise of the “Lost Cause”
narrative.
He pointed to
a copy of a famous painting of Lee and Jackson’s last meeting (above). A couple from
Northern Ireland had previously visited and said they had a copy hanging in
their bedroom.
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