[Below is an excerpt about General Robert E. Lee from The Story of a Soldier’s Life by Field-Marshal
Viscount Wolseley. This is a tribute to General Lee on the occasion of his 206th birthday anniversary, January 19, 2013.]
General Robert E. Lee |
Robert E. Lee described as 'ablest general' - 'greatest man' by Lord Wolseley
As
soon as I could do so I proceeded to General Lee’s Headquarters, about six
miles out of town, on the road to
Harper’s Ferry. Every incident in that visit to him is indelibly stamped
on my memory. I have taken no special trouble to remember all he said to me
then and during subsequent conversations, and yet it is still fresh in my
recollection. But it should be so, for
he was the ablest general, and to me, seemed the greatest man I ever conversed
with; and yet I have had the privilege of meeting Vom Moltke and Prince
Bismark, and at least upon occasion had a very long and intensely interesting
conversation with the latter. General Lee was one of the few men who ever seriously
impressed and awed me with their natural, their inherent greatness. Forty years
have come and gone since our meeting, yet the majesty of his manly bearing, the
genial winning grace, the sweetness of his smile and the impressive dignity of his old-fashioned style of address, come back to me amongst my most cherished recollections. His greatness made me humble, and I never felt my own individual
insignificance more keenly than I did in his presence. He was the about fifty
years of age, with hair and beard nearly white. Tall, extremely handsome and
strongly built, very soldier-like in bearing, he looked a thoroughbred
gentleman. Care had, however, already wrinkled his brow, and there came at
moments a look of sadness into his clear, honest, and speaking dark brown eyes
that indicated much his overwhelming national
responsibility had already told upon him. As he listened to you
attentively, he seemed to look into your heart and to search your brain. He
spoke of the future with confidence, though one could clearly see he was of no
very sanguine temperament. He deplored the bitterness introduced into the
struggle, and also the treatment of the Southern folk who fell into hostile
hands. But there was no rancor in his tone when he referred to the Northern
Government. Not even when he described how they had designedly destroyed his
home at Arlington Heights, the property on the Potomac he had inherited from
General Washington. He had merely “gone with his State” – Virginia – the
pervading principle that had influenced most of the soldiers I spoke with
during my visit to the South. His was indeed a beautiful character, and of him
it might truthfully be written: “in righteousness he did judge and make war.”
Gen. Lord Wolseley |
Who was Viscount Wolseley?
Garnet Joseph Wolseley, the First Viscount of Wolseley, was one of the great British generals of the last half of the 19th Century. He was known as a tireless advocate of modernization of the British Army and was the "go-to" man whenever there was trouble in some far-flung area of the British Empire.
He was the son of a British Army officer born June 4, 1833 in Dublin, Ireland. Wolseley was educated in Dublin and commissioned into the British Army in 1852 in the King's Own Borderers, but transferred to the 80th Regiment of Foot. He served in the Second Burmese War, wounded at the Battle of Donabyu; the Crimean War in Russia; the Indian Mutiny; the Anglo-French Expedition to China in 1860; the Fenian Invasion of Canada; the Ashanti Campaign in Africa; the Egyptian Army revo0lt; attempted to relieve Gordon at Khartoum; and the Boer War, 1899-1902.
Wolseley was promoted to Field Marshal in 1894 and to Commander in Chief of the British Army, 1895-1901. He retired in 1903 and died March 26, 1913 in Mertone, France.
In October, 1862, while stationed in Canada, took a leave of absence to visit the Confederate Army. He had interviews with both General Robert E. Lee and Lieutenant General Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson. Wolseley left behind his impressions in his auto-biography and in periodical articles.
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