have seen, by holding back the Union
charge at Bull Run, he was made a major-general after that battle, and
a year later probably saved Richmond from capture by preventing the
armies of Banks and McDowell from operating with McClellan, making one
of the most brilliant campaigns of the war, overwhelming both his
antagonists, and, leaving them stunned behind him, hastening to Richmond
to assist Lee, arriving just in time to turn the tide of battle at
Gaines Mills.

As soon as McClellan had been beaten back from Richmond, Jackson
returned to the Shenandoah valley, defeated Banks at Cedar Run, seized
Pope's depot at Manassas, and held him on the ground until Lee came up,
when Pope was defeated at the second battle of Bull Run. Two weeks
later, Jackson captured Harper's Ferry, with thirteen thousand
prisoners, seventy cannon, and a great quantity of stores; commanded the
left wing of the Confederate army at Antietam, against which the corps
of Hooker, Mansfield and Sumner hurled themselves in vain; and at
Fredericksburg commanded the right wing, which repelled the attack of
Franklin's division.

These remarkable successes had established Jackson's reputation as a
commander of unusual merit; he was promoted to lieutenant-general, and
Lee came to rely upon him more and more. He had, too, by a certain high
courage and charm of character, won the complete devotion of his men; to
say that they loved him, that any one of them would have laid down his
life for him, is but the simple truth. No other leader in the whole war,
with the exception of Lee, who dwelt in a region high and apart, was
idolized as he was. But his career was nearly ended, and, by the bitter
irony of fate, he was to be killed by the very men who loved him.

On the second day of May, 1863, Lee sent him on a long flanking movement
around Hooker's army at Chancellorsville. Emerging from the woods
towards evening, he surprised and routed Howard's corps, and between
eight and nine o'clock rode forward with a small party beyond his own
lines to reconnoitre the enemy's position. As he turned to ride back,
his party was mistaken for Federal cavalrymen and a volley poured into
it by a Confederate outpost. Several of the party were killed, and
Jackson received three wounds. They were not in themselves fatal, but
pneumonia followed, and death came eight days later.

There was none to fill his place--it was as though Lee had lost his
right arm. The result of the war wo