Reviews for Reminiscences of a mosby guerrilla

The average rating for Reminiscences of a mosby guerrilla based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2015-03-03 00:00:00 Sandra Small A young soldier's voice, hushed by death over 150 years ago, his diary reveals a highly intelligent person, and a keen observer of human nature. Clever and imaginative, he excelled in both philosophical pursuits and physical survival skills. With heartwarming frankness, a worthy gentleman from the past is revealed with whom the reader would like to be acquainted. He offers many insightful details of military operations and officers likely not recorded anywhere else. He survived the war and returned home, only to die the next year, just after Christmas in 1866. An excerpt: "Camped in the woods South of the Chattahoochee River. Wednesday, May 25, 1864: I feel rather sad and low spirited this evening and I get so very often and I cannot help it. I wonder if it is so with every one. I am sitting alone at the door of my tent. The evening is calm and beautiful. There is a blissful breathing in the summer air; a placid depth in the summer heaven; the trees are green and lovely; the air is fragrant with the numerous sweet-scented wild flowers; a beauty, a grandeur, a peace indescribable pervades everything. The wild bee hums by in the gathering twilight and the faint outline of the moon with her attendant stars can be seen just peering above the tree-tops and in the distance across the fields of a neighboring farm, I hear the sharp crow of a patriarchal shanghai; the plaintive lowing of the cattle mixed with the sweet bells of the wandering herd. There is a brass band along with our train and they are playing "Shells of Ocean" and as the familiar notes of this sweet air are gently wafted in delightful cadences over the woody hills and dewy fields of the quiet forest, numberless visions of home in happier hours and sweet reminiscences of the past crowd thick and fast upon my soul and bring to view a green spot on memory's wide waste. There is nothing in the world that reminds me more of home than those old familiar airs that I heard when life had brighter appearances than it does at present, and causes me to feel more keenly my present position and to long the more earnestly for peace. But alas! There is no peace for the end is not yet. How many moons will rise and wane, how many months languish, ere peace, the white-winged Angel comes to soothe the nation's anguish." [Reluctant Rebel: The Secret Diary of Robert Patrick 1861-1865]

Review # 2 was written on 2009-08-16 00:00:00 Kaye Stinson Some Civil War actions were fought in the West. Texas forces invaded New Mexico in an attempt to annex that state as well as Arizona and California. Peticolas took part in that expedition.