“511. That every white person, being a commissioned officer, or acting as such, who, during the present war, shall command negroes or mulattoes in arms against the Confederate states, or who shall arm, train, organize, or prepare negroes or mulattoes for military service against the Confederate states, or who shall voluntarily aid negroes or mulattoes in any military enterprise, attack, or conflict in such service, shall be deemed as inciting servile insurrection, and shall, if captured, be put to death, or be otherwise punished, at the discretion of the court.”
July 30, 1863
It is the duty of every government to give protection to its citizens of whatever class, color, or condition, and especially to those who are duly organized as soldiers in the public service. The law of nations and the usages and customs of war as carried on by civilized powers, permit no distinction as to color in the treatment of prisoners of war as public enemies. To sell or enslave any captured person, on account of his color, and for no offense against the laws of war, is a relapse into barbarism and a crime against the civilization of the age.
The government of the United States will give the same protection to all its soldiers, and if the enemy shall sell or enslave anyone because of his color, the offense shall be punished by retaliations upon the enemy’s prisoners in our possession.
It is therefore ordered that for every soldier of the United States killed in violation of the laws of war, a rebel soldier shall be executed; and for every one enslaved by the enemy or sold into slavery, a rebel soldier shall be placed at hard labor on the public works and continued at such labor until the other shall be released and receive the treatment due a prisoner of war.
Alexandria Gazette, Volume 102, Number 10, January 11, 1901
“The republican administration did agree to take the remains of dead Confederates who died in Washington away from those of the negroes and teamsters alongside of whom they were buried, and to reinter them by themselves in one spot in the federal cemetery at Arlington, but it refuses to disinter and send them to Richmond to be buried with their colleagues in the Confederate cemetery there. And they will have to remain where they are until their survivors raise the required money for their removal.”
Alexandria Gazette, Volume 90, Number 122, 23 May 1889
Tomorrow,the day of the unveiling of the Confederate Monument will be observed in this city as a partial holiday. After the morning hours the city offices will be closed, as will also most of the business houses, both merchants and clerks being anxious to either take part in or witness the ceremonies. The schools, both public and private, will give holiday and there will be a general turn out of the citizens, and business in a measure will be suspended.
Alexandria Gazette, Volume 101, Number 287, December 4, 1900
R.E. Lee Camp – The regular monthly meeting of the R.E. Lee Camp, Confederate Veterans, was held in their hall last night, Commander Milburn in the chair. A communication relative to preservation of the rolls of the Confederate soldiers by the State, was read and action deferred. Steps were taken in reference to placing on the Confederate monument the name of Capt. Jas. W. Jackson who was killed in this city on May 24, 1861. The following were appointed to make arrangements for the proper observance of Gen. Lee’s birthday January 19 next: On banquet: Comrades Thos. Perry, A.C. Wyckoff, E.C. Graham, F.J. Davidson, Henry Crump, P. Gorman, Edgar Warfield. On speaker: Jno. M. Johnson, K. Kemper, and Dr. Harold Snowden.
Note: At the meeting of the R.E. Lee Camp the night before, meeting notes refer to Lieut. James W. Jackson. I am at a loss to explain how Jackson is posthumously awarded the rank of Lieutenant — and literally, overnight promoted to the rank of Captain — except as subterfuge for including his name on a monument, arguably for the purpose of honoring soldiers who died in service to their cause. I’ve been unable to locate any records of the confederacy which indicate Jackson was enlisted before his death.
BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES:
WHEREAS the laws of the United States have been, for some time past, and now are opposed, and the execution thereof obstructed, in the States of South Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, Florida, Mississippi, Louisiana, and Texas, by combinations too powerful to be suppressed by the ordinary course of judicial proceedings, or by the powers vested in the marshals by law.
Now, therefore, I, ABRAHAM LINCOLN, President of the United States, in virtue of the power in me vested by the Constitution and the laws, have thought fit to call forth, and hereby do call forth, the militia of the several States of the Union, to the aggregate number of seventy-five thousand, in order to suppress said combinations, and to cause the laws to be duly executed.
The details for this object will be immediately communicated to the State authorities through the War Department.
I appeal to all loyal citizens to favor, facilitate, and aid this effort to maintain the honor, the integrity, and the existence of our National Union, and the perpetuity of popular government; and to redress wrongs already long enough endured. I deem it proper to say that the first service assigned to the forces hereby called forth will probably be to repossess the forts, places, and property which have been seized from the Union; and in every event, the utmost care will be observed, consistently with the objects aforesaid, to avoid any devastation, any destruction of, or interference with, property, or any disturbance of peaceful citizens in any part of the country.
And I hereby command the persons composing the combinations aforesaid to disperse, and retire peaceably to their respective abodes within twenty days from this date.
Deeming that the present condition of public affairs presents an extraordinary occasion, I do hereby, in virtue of the power in me vested by the Constitution, convene both Houses of Congress. Senators and Representatives are therefore summoned to assemble at their respective chambers, at twelve o’clock, noon, on Thursdays the fourth day of July next, then and there to consider and determine such measures as, in their wisdom, the public safety and interest may seem to demand.
By the President:ABRAHAM LINCOLN
Secretary of State WILLIAM H. SEWARD
George William Brent (1821-1872) was elected by the citizens of Alexandria to represent them in the convention to consider secession from the United States. Originally a vocal supporter of the pro-union faction, Brent twice voted against secession in convention. He ultimately signed the Ordinance of Secession.
Brent warned his fellow delegates that civil war would lead to the end of slavery. Read more about Brent at the Library of Virginia’s website.
Brent later served in the Confederacy, beginning his military career obtaining a commission as a major in the 17th Regiment Virginia Infantry.
[Raleigh Travers Daniel was born July 26, 1832, and died February 11, 1918. A member of the class of 1853 of the Virginia Military Institute (VMI), Daniel rose to the rank of Major in the CSA. A friend of John Elder, whose painting was the inspiration for the Appomattox statue, Daniel in this speech claims the role of spokesperson for Elder and Buberl.
He was the son of Raleigh Travers Daniel, Sr., who became at one point in his long political career the attorney-general of the State of Virginia. He was a vocal white supremacist who dedicated much of his life to resisting enfranchisement of African-Americans].
Mr Chairman, Gentlemen of the Committee, my Countrymen:
We are gathered together today to commemorate the deeds of some of the unknown heroes of our soil, unknown to the world at large; their memory circumscribed by the narrow circle of personal acquaintance and local tradition.
They belong to that grand army that sleeps in the bivouac of the dead throughout our State awaiting the universal reveille to answer at the final roll call for the deeds done in the body. This host cannot be enumerated or individualized, and, standing upon consecrated ground, where the bones of thousands repose marked only by wooden slabs surmounted by numerals stamped in zinc for epitaphs, we must render our homage to them en masse, as we regard with awe and admiration the countless billows of the sea. Their resolute endurance and matchless valor have served to fill the trump of Fame with the few great names that resound throughout the world, and will go sounding down the ages, while they themselves have been content to discharge their duty to their country and their God. to die and be forgotten of men.
And so it has ever been. Leonidas won imperishable renown at Thermopylae, but. the names of his devoted Spartan band perished with themselves in that dread slaughter. When the Imperial eagles of France swept victorious over the battle fields of Europe, the World stood amazed and dazzled by the military genius of him who reflected glory on his satellite marshals, while his soldiers fell with tho wild acclaim upon their dying lips — “Vive I’ Empreur! Vivo la France!” and sank into nameless graves. Your marble shaft that towers above our national Capital, piercing the empyrean, reminds us daily of that paragon of men, of whom a gifted eulogist of the North has aptly said — his mental and moral attributes were so justly poised, that his character reminded him of a perfect circle, all points of the circumference being equi-distant from the centre; ‘ but where is the muster-roll of Valley Forge; who were the men of the line that shared his triumph at Yorktown?
Much as this is to be regretted is inevitable. The night is made glorious by the starry firmament on high, yet of the myriads of these planets we can but single out the most luminous to name them; they pale their ineffectual fires before the broad beams of the queen of night, while she in turn disappears in the effulgence of the morning sun. And so the modest efforts of the multitude fade before the inspiration of genius. It is then eminently commendable to raise this cenotaph — to make this effort to rescue from oblivion the memory of these men, who consecrated their lives, their fortunes, and the worldly interests of those nearest and dearest to them to the most sacred cause that can animate the human breast; save and except the salvation of the immortal soul — the cause whose principles will survive until free government proves to be a failure, until the Republic is subverted and superceded by a despotism. They died in defence of “their altars and their fires,” and the right of their people to self-appointed constitutional government; they engaged in no war of conquest, they sought to ravish no foreign homes, they desired to depart in peace. They were incited by the same spirit thati inspired Washington, Jefferson, Henry, Hamilton, Hancock, and thoir confreres to guide to a successful issue the great rebellion of the last century, and to crown it as a revolution. And only those who are blinded by passion and sectional prejudice will fail to perceive the analogy. The independence of the colonies being thus established it was deemed wise and prudent to form a compact for mutual defence and support; and we all know in what throes and convulsions that government was born, and with what protracted reluctance some of the colonies contributed to it at all. The prophetic ken of the wisest discerned the elements of strife that ultimately rent the Union asunder. Virginia ratified the Constitution with hesitating pen in one hand, and in the other the Bill of Bights, reserving to herself all powers not expressly delegated to the Federal Government. And I challenge today the indication of a single line of that instrument inhibiting the Southern States from the course and the measures they in their majesty thought proper to adopt.
Nevertheless, it safe to affirm that in 1861, when the dim clouds of war loomed up in the North and came sweeping towards the South, there was no section of this broad continent more ardently attached to the Federal Government than Virginia. With generous heart and lavish hand she dedicated an empire of territory to its uses, her statesmen and philosophers had shaped the thought and legislation of the country, her military commanders had shed upon the brief page of its history a lustre that shewn throughout the world, the pride and traditions of the present generation were bound up in the Union.
The convention that assembled to deliberate upon the impending crisis revealed an overwhelming Union sentiment; the debate was long and earnest, calm and dignified. And not until a President installed by a sectional minority commanded her to supply a quota of 75,000 troops to aid in subjugating her sister State of the South with whom she was in perfect sympathy, and proclaimed the determination to march through her territory for that purpose, did Virginia annul the Federal compact. Then, and not until then, her bugle sounded from the Atlantic to the Alleghanies, echoing in every clime where her people sojourned, and her sons afar and near sprung to arms with unexampled alacrity and devotion. Students and artists in Europe, pioneers in the far West, merchants abroad for pleasure or profit, soldiers in the United States Army, and sailors in its Navy, dropped their present occupations and harkened to the summons. Raphael Semmes of the navy, J. E. B Stuart, that preux chevalier of cavalry, Joseph E.Johnston, high in Federal command, bound by every tie of interest and life-long association to the government, casting a lingering look of affection to the star spangled banner hastened to place themselves side by side with many others similarly situated under tbe stars and bars, the emblem of a nation newly born in the panoply of war, like Minerva springing full armed from the head of Jove. Thomas J. Jackson walked from the lecture room at the Virginia Military Institute, where he looked to pass the remainder of his life in the education of youth, took down the sword, which, under the victorious folds of the star and stripes, had flashed in the face of the Mexican foe, and brought it to his mother Virginia. Robert E. Lee, putting aside the proffer of supreme command of the confident and imperious invader turned to walk the path of duty and defeat, and to achieve a fame that blazons through the world, compelling respect and admiration from the bitterest foe.
Then a nation of freemen surged to the front, and the most splendid army that ever marched to victory, unsullied by levy or conscription, stood to arms upon their native soil. It is needless to rehearse the long and desperate struggle that ensued. It is familiar to us all. But this has been stigmatized as “rebellion.”
“Rebellion! foul dishonoring word,
Whose wrongful blight so oft have stained
The holiest cause that tongue or sword
Of mortals ever lost or gained.
How many a spirit born to bless
Hath sunk beneath that withering name,
Whom but a day’s — an hour’s success
Had wafted to eternal fame!”
But what manner of rebellion was this. Rebellion by whom, and against whom? Rebellion of the Creator against creature? A nation living under a written constitution, with all the autonomy of organized governments and an army in the field to defend it, may be defeated but cannot rebel. Poland was wiped from the roll of nations by the mailed hand of power, but freedom did not die with Kosciusko. Treason! that was “to be made odious ”
My friend, the cause cannot be made odious, for which a million Christian women suffered famine for four long years, and gave up their dear ones to slaughter, while their constant prayers ascended like incense to Almighty God for its success, the cause whose exponents and exemplars were such men as Stuart, and Johnston and Jackson, and Lee, and ex-President Jefferson Davis. Clarum et venerabile nomen!
It is a moral and mental contradiction to charge that these men of unquestioned purity and ability could confederate in a heinous crime. Nor do those who make the charge believe it, and I want no stronger evidence that these injurious terms are merely employed as a shibboleth of hatred and vituperation than the fact that when the Southern cause was overwhelmed by unlimited resources and countless numbers, and these representative men were in the absolute power of the victor, he did not dare to execute them as traitors, because it would have shocked the moral sense of the civilized world, and history would have recorded the names of the perpetrators of the outrage upon the roll of infamy and upon the same page with Carnot, Marat, and Robespierre.
I have deemed it meet and appropriate to the occasion to reiterate these sentiments, so often expressed before, in vindication of our dead comrades and in justification of the survivors, who have no apologies or retractions to make for the part they played in that bloody drama, which had a continent for a stage and the world for an audience. But the contest can never be revived by force of arms. The civil and political questions involved were submitted to the arbitrament of the sword, with disastrous result to us, and we are content to let the dead past bury its dead, and turn our faces towards the living duties of the present and the future. And it is a matter of general congratulation that as time wears on and the passions engendered by the war subside into cooler judgment, social and commercial intercourse between sections of the country are cultivated more than ever before, the motives on either side are better understood and more generally appreciated; that the aspersions and imprecations cast upon the Southern people are confined to a narrowing circle of self-seeking politicians and rabid enthusiasts, most of whom are citizens in time of war and warriors in time of peace. And let me say here that it remains for the people of the North to make this a homogenous and harmonious nation. Let us hope then that in the near future impertinent intermedling of one section with the domestic affairs of another will cease — that all vindictive legislation will be wiped from the statute book until not one individual will remain disfranchised — not one will stand an alien in the land of his birth — not one who may not greet the emblem of his country with the fond acclaim —
Forever float that standard sheet!
Where stands the foe but falls before us.
With freedom’s soil beneath our feet
And freedom’s banner waving o’er us!
I will not further trench upon the province of the gifted orator and soldier who is to succeed me, and who is the high priest of these ceremonies. He will enlarge upon this theme with his characteristic eloquence and enthusiasm. But I couid not pass the shrine of my devotion without casting my votive offering.
I have the honor to be the spokesman of the two, distinguished artists, whose combined genius has produced the work of art we are here to dedicate. I was selected by them for no aptitude that I possess for the pleasing task assigned me, but because of my ardent sympathy with the subject, and our personal friendship of many years.
Although acting as their mouthpiece I shall take the liberty to refer to them in terms that may shock their modesty, but fall far beneath their merits.
The name of John A. Elder will fall familiarly upon the ears of many of this audience. Born and reared in the historic town of Fredericksburg, he early evinced that bent of genius which in maturer years has made him the great battle painter of the South. When but a youth he repaired to Dusseldorf, at that time one of the most renowned schools of art in Europe, and there he became the favorite pupil and intimate friend of that eminent artist Leutze. Returning to his native State after perfecting himself in his profession he shared the fortunes of his people during the civil war, and has since employed his pencil to illustrate their valor, and to portray their leaders, and history will associate him with Robert E. Lee as David with Napoleon, and Stewart with Washington. His identification with his people’s cause, his participation in all their hopes and disappointments, suggested the picture, ‘Appomattox’ which adorns the library of our State capitol. It represents in one typical figure the South in its overthrow — not in the persons of its leaders, but in one of that ‘honored few,” who in thousands returned to their ruined homes to face the future with no ray from the past to inspire or guide them. The imposing figure stands alone on a desolate field — cast down, but not destroyed.” On the resolute face, in the firm pose of the foot, the tense grasp of the hand, which closes on no weapon save his own right arm, there is vigor yet. And in this image of deleat there is all the life and purpose which have restored tho overturned civilization of our country, and from the ruins of war have raised a structure of which we are justly proud. This is the idea which Elder has embodied in this picture, and by a happy accident he was in the act of modelling this subject in the clay, when the scheme wan inaugurated of erecting a memorial to the Confederate dead of Alexandria. He submitted his design to your committee who adopted it without hesitation, and ordered its reproduction in bronze and of heroic size. Being less of a sculptor than a painter he called to his aid his friend, Casper Buberl.
Buberl, a Bohemian by birth, came to our shores a poor and unknown youth, not even understanding the language of the country, but conscious of the power within him, and imbued with that indomitable spirit which commands recognition and reward. Modest and retiring, but patient and diligent, he has at length forged ahead to the front rank of his profession. Apart from the pecuniary gain, it has been his earnest desire for many years to have an example of his work within the limits of the Old Dominion, and he seized this opportunity with avidity. With the adaptability of genius, he caught the motive of Elder’s conception and made it his own.
The result of this collaboration is a masterpiece of the plastic art, original in design, perfect in execution, which will be an enduring object of pride and admiration, not only to the City of Alexandria, but to the entire Commonwealth. As the youth of the present and future generations shall gaze upon this noble effigy, their bosoms will swell with emotion to reflect that it stands here to commemorate heroic deeds of their own people, who, though they sleep in nameless graves, live still in our grateful memories.
Go, strew his ashes to the wind
Whose heart and voice have served mankind,
And is he dead, whose glorious mind
Lifts thine on high?
To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die!
And when such battle-scarred veterans as Corse and Marye and Herbert and Hooe and McKnight and Bryant and Sergeant Murray and Zimmerman repair to this sacred spot, I see their faces kindle with the gaudium certaminis of old, their eyes flash, then soften, and then glisten with the tears of affection as they read the names inscribed upon this pedestal. The Sangster brothers, boys in years, but men in character and courage. One was the first of his command to yield up his young life at Bull Run a willing sacrifice for his native State. The other fell at Second Manassas in sight of the spot where his brother had fallen.
Wm. T. Morrill, gentle, modest and brave, color sergeant of the old Seventeenth Virginia, riddied with bullets at Seven Pines, while bearing the Southern standard far to the front of his line of battle.
A. J. Humphreys a model citizen and soldier, Captain of the Alexandria Riflemen, who fell at Williamsburg while cheering his comrades on to victory with conspicuous gallantry, where all were brave.
I would like to call this roll of honor through, W. E Gray, John F. Addison, and Samuel B.Paul, all killed in the momentous battle of Seven Pines and buried by their comrades in a captured redoubt while the bursting shells and rattling musketry made appropriate requiem for the gallant dead, and their mortal remains still repose in that soil, hallowed by the blood of patriot heroes:
How sleep the brave who sink to rest
By all their country’s wishes bless!
When spring with dewy fingers cold
Returns to deck their hallowed mold
She there shall dress a sweeter sod
Than Fancy’s feet hath ever trod,
By fairy bands their knell is rung,
By forms unseen their dirge is sung.
There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray
To bless the turf that wraps their clay,
And Freedom shall a while repair
To dwell a weeping hermit there.
And now Mr. Chairman and gentlemen of the Committee, in the name and on behalf of John A. Elder and Casper Buberl I formally tender, and consign to your charge and keeping this work, feeling confident that these artists have fulfilled their promise in its execution to your satisfaction.
The main feature of the monument is an heroic sized figure in bronze taken from Mr. Elder’s well known painting, “Appomattox,” now the property of the State of Virginia. It represents a Confederate soldier as if viewing the field of strife after the surrender. He stands, dressed in the old familiar uniform of the Confederate private, with folded arms, and head bowed forward as if in deep contemplation over the scenes, privation and hard fought battles through which he had passed, all for a principle which he deemed sacred and righteous, and yet all apparently for naught. The idea is a striking one and at once impresses every beholder as most fitly and feelingly telling at a glance the whole story of the gallantry, glory, and heroism of the South. It is, in a word, the complete history of the lost cause graphically presented to posterity by a single figure.
The statue is erected upon an appropriate pedestal and the entire monument is a rectangular pyramid twenty feet in height, the pedestal twelve feet and the figure proper eight feet.
It stands not only a beautiful work of art, but an educator of future generations in the history of the of the struggle made by the South for her rights and independence.
The design, thought not universally approved, is thought by many to be most appropriate. The statue was was executed by Mr. Casper Buberl, of New York and Gen. Jackson, of Georgia, to whom a photograph of the of the figure was sent, wrote: “It is the most perfect impersonation by art of the spirit of the Confederate cause that I have ever seen.”
Of it the Richmond State says: A statue in bronze of the Confederate soldier — a statue of heroic size — not the soldier who led brigades and divisions and corps, and whose reward has been the glory of renown, but the private soldier whose name is unknown, whose simple headstone is unmarked, but who in his sphere performed his task with all his strength and filled the measure of his duty as full as the greater measure of any general. It is fit that he who drew down the curtains of his studio and laid aside palette and brush to fall into ranks with musket in hand and to forget the dreams of art in the stern realities of war should, in his skillful touch, guided by the power of sympathy and devotion mould a likeness of the men with whom he fought and who sleep the sleep of the brave in unnamed mounds.
From: Alexandria Gazette, Volume 90, Number 124, 24 May 1889
The Alexandria Gazette, Volume 90, Number 124, May 24, 1889
The movement towards erecting a monument to the Confederate dead of Alexandria city, assumed shape at the regular meeting of R.E. Lee Camp on the following recommendation of the Committee to whom the matter was referred.
Alexandria, April 15, 1885
1st. Your committee recommended the following: That the camp take immediate steps to secure funds to erect a monument to the “Confederate Dead.”
2d. That a permanent committee of five be appointed by the Camp to be known as the “Committee on Confederate Monument,” said committee to have entire control of said object, and to be empowered to appoint sub-committees to assist them in their duties.
3d. That, when in the judgement of the Camp a sufficient amount of money is secured, the Camp will decide the design of the monument to be erected.
John R. Zimmerman
The report was unanimously adopted and the following committee was appointed; W.A. Smoot, Edgar Warfield, John R. Zimmerman, R.M. Latham, Theo. Chase.
Steps were at once taken to raise funds, and the ladies of Alexandria promptly came to the aid of Lee Camp. A bazar was held, lectures given, and money generously donated, and through the efforts of the Camp and the ladies the necessary amount of money was secured.
At the meeting of the Camp, September last, the committee made a report recommending for adoption the plans submitted by Mr. John A. Elder, of Richmond, Va., at a cost of $3,500. The report was unanimously adopted.