Category Archives: Library

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The Texas Rangers: Wearing the Cinco Peso, 1821-1900

by A.C. Greene Lifetime Achievement Winner Mike Cox, of Austin.

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Fording the Pecos

river crossing 500Via the Texas State Preservation Board’s Online Gallery, which says:

“Fording the Pecos River was painted in 1857 or 1858 during Captain John Pope’s artesian well expedition on the Llano Estacado and Jornado Del Muerto of Texas and New Mexico from January 1855 to June 1858. In 1857, Secretary of War John B. Floyd designated Harry S. Sindall (life dates unknown) to be Pope’s expedition artist.”

The principle of mediocrity

I love this notion. Just the name is compelling. The mediocre. The average.

More on it here, and here and, uh, here. Heh.

Remember Goliad!

FanninThe 1936 memorial to Texas militia Colonel James Fannin and his 400 men, massacred by the Mexican army in 1836, thanks in large part to their feckless commander. Nevertheless. The memorial is said to be on the site where their bodies were heaped and burned. Best version of massacre here. Worth reading.

Flood

Frightening. Plausible. Sad. I couldn’t stop reading, until the Kindle battery ran down and I had to let it charge for a while. Like no flood story ever. I liked the characters, well, the likable ones. But even the unlikable ones resonated. No question I’ll be moving on to the sequel Ark. And many more of Stephen Baxter’s works.

The San Patricio Battalion

On this day in 1847, the first of several courts martial for desertion and treason commenced in Tacubaya, Mexico. On trial were Irish Catholic deserters from the U.S. Army whom Mexican Gen. Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna had formed the year before as the San Patricio Battalion.

All but two of the seventy-two deserters were sentenced to die on the gallows. But after a trial review, only fifty wound up dancing on the rope. There’s a good book on the battalion, its fighting during the U.S.-Mexican War and its fate. And how after the war was over, its ranks swelled with new deserters whose politics eventually became too much for the Mexicans to bear.

The Angel of Marye’s Heights: fact or myth?

Speaking of the Civil War…

Just in time for a new movie on Richard Rowland Kirkland (the “Angel of Marye’s Heights”) comes a blogger’s debunking that, quite reasonably, thoroughly, and without rancor, burns the Angel’s wings to ashes.

I suppose it’s not surprising that Confederate Gen. J.B. Kershaw apparently created the whole thing, as the debunker suggests, in an elite Platonic effort to give the masses a few spiritual crumbs, when good feeling between the sections was being promoted fifteen years after the war.

It had been a no-quarter conflict, with murderous hatred on both sides: the Rebels for the Yankee invaders, and the Yankees for the Rebel traitors. Only Grant’s magnanimity at Appomattox, and Sherman’s with Johnston had momentarily bred a kind of reconciliation. But Lincoln’s murder brought Jefferson Davis’s capture and imprisonment at Fortress Monroe.

So here’s Kershaw, in 1880, creating a myth of the benevolent Rebel helping the dying Yankees on the killing field of Fredericksburg in 1862—when the official records show there was so much hatred that even Union hospital stewards were being targeted by Confederate sharpshooters.

All to make the losers (“We are humiliated to the dust,” as my Mississippi great-great grandmother wrote in her diary shortly after Davis’s arrest) feel better about themselves.

So what if the Angel story wasn’t true? Well.

There’s the little matters of the poem about Kirkland that Southern schoolchildren once had to memorize (instead of Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address) and, in 1965, a battlefield statue erected at Fredericksburg with the cooperation of the state of South Carolina, and now, forty-five years later, a sentimental movie.

I’ll let the debunker, Michael Schaffner, have the last, eloquent words:

“In celebrating an action that may not actually have occurred (and that Kershaw himself apparently never tried to place in the historical record), the statue [and, now, the movie] fictionalizes one man’s courage even as it overshadows that of thousands of others.  In effect, the real soldiers – including Kirkland himself – have no statue.  In its place stands a monument to a myth.”

UPDATE:  Michael Aubrecht, writer-producer of the movie, has been following the criticism of the Kirkland legend, particularly Schaffner’s debunking. Aubrecht provided this response, including a paper by Mac Wycoff, a retired historian of the National Military Park Service. Wycoff sumarizes the evidence for the Kirkland story, concluding that there is simply too much of it to disregard the tale. I’m not sure I agree, but Wycoff makes a good case and it’s worth reading.