Lee and his Staff’s Last Camp on the Night of April 14, 1865

Tom Elmore

1st Lieutenant
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Jan 16, 2015
(Lee, the Last Years, by Charles Bracelen Flood, p. 35)

“Their third day on the road [after the surrender at Appomattox] brought them to the house of Charles Carter Lee, his oldest brother. He dined with him that night, but insisted on sleeping in his tent. It was a continuation of his practice during the war; he wished always to share the field conditions his soldiers must experience. … The next morning, this remnant of headquarters was up and about at dawn. Soon enough Lee’s deep voice was heard – ‘Strike the tent!’ – and the wagons moved off. People living along the road somehow knew that Lee was coming, and from cabins women appeared with food they handed to the men on the wagons. Little girls dashed into the road, half-hiding their faces with aprons, and presented him with bouquets of hyacinths and daffodils. Lee could not bear it. He turned to [Walter] Taylor and burst out. ‘Colonel, these people are kind – too kind. Their hearts are as full as when we began our campaigns in Eighteen Sixty-One. They do too much – more than they are able to do – for us.’ “

(Photos were taken at the site of Lee’s last camp, on the Huguenot Trail (711), west of Midlothian, Virginia and just south of the James River.)



Mar 5, 2008
Poignant description...evocative photos...the countless lesser known veterans who shared similar journeys are marching through my thoughts as well as is the gentleman Lee. His demeanor aside, one of my first thoughts of General Lee is always that he contributed to the death of more Americans than did Hitler.

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