That is a very interesting article and it touches on something I had been reading lately.
In 1878 a memoir was written in two volumes about the then Lieutenant-General Sir Garnet J. Wolseley by Charles Rathbone Low. It was created with many first hand conversations with Sir Garnet and with those who knew him & worked with him. It quotes him extensively. Sir Garnet read the manuscript and acknowledged its veracity. (All of the following quotes are from that memoir.) Here is the source link - http://www.archive.org/details/memoirof ... 02lowcuoft
Sir Garnet was part of the Staff referred to in the third column on Page 61 of Major Campbell's article.
Sir Garnet describes the 29 day trip to get to Halifax. He is very pointed in his description of the poor condition of that ship and its unsuitability for the trip.
Page 243 - "The Controller of Transports chartered the steamer Melbourne but he could scarcely have made a more unfortunate selection, as she was old and worn out, and incapable of resisting the ice, which is sometimes met in the St. Lawrence after the month of October. However, she was readily available, being in the Port of London, and, on the 7th of December, sailed with a Battery of Artillery, thirty thousand stand of arms, and between eight and nine hundred tons of stores.... Colonel McKenzie proposed to the War Office that he, and the other selected officers, should proceed to Canada by the next mail steamer, but, with singular obtuseriess, it was directed that they should embark in the ' Melbourne,' which was notorious during the China War, where it was employed as a transport, for its slowness and a habit it had of breaking down."
Page 245 - "After a weary passage, the ship, according to orders, tried to get through the ice to Bic, on the St. Lawrence, but this being found wholly impracticable, she bore up, under stress of weather and want of coal, for Sydney, Cape Breton Island. The miseries of that passage had been paralleled before by Wolseley in his ' Transit ' experiences, but still it was a peculiarly hard fate that forced him and his shipmates to pass the Christmas Day of 1861, coiled up on tables and benches in the cuddy, while the "green seas" washed at their sweet will through that apartment, and the ship laboured heavily against the wintry gale. The ' Melbourne ' was thirty days performing a voyage which the 'Persia,' carrying a portion of the reinforcements, for whose reception they had been despatched to prepare, made in nearly one-third of that time. While at Sydney, a telegram arrived from Halifax, announcing the surrender of Messrs. Mason and Slidell, and that all chance of war was at an end. The ' Melbourne ' then proceeded to Halifax, where she found three transports which had disembarked their troops, the War Office having determined to send to Canada ten thousand men and four batteries of Artillery."
It was after comleting the trip that Sir Garnet took time to visit the Confederate army. Sir Garnet's travels through the war-zone to go and meet Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson make for interesting reading. Major Cambell mentions this trip in his article at the end of page 62.
Page 248 - "Colonel Wolseley went on leave in the latter part of August, 1862, but like many great actors, who, they say, on taking a holiday, may generally be found in the stalls of a theatre scrutinizing the performance of a brother artist, his strong professional proclivities induced him, instead of enjoying a little well-earned relaxation, to repair to the seat of war then raging in its fiercest intensity between the Federal and Confederate States. While living at Montreal with his friend, Inspector-General (now Sir William) Muir, Chief Medical Officer in Canada, they decided the question as to which of them should join the head-quarters of the Northern, and which those of the Southern, Army, with the view of comparing notes afterwards, by the familiar method of "tossing up." Wolseley " won the toss," and elected to proceed South, in order to seek instruction under that unequalled master of the art of war, General Robert Lee " unequalled," we say advisedly, for it is Wolseley's opinion that in military genius Lee has had no superior since the great Napoleon, and he even places him above the great German Generals of the War of 1870. But to join a Confederate Army in the field, or even to enter Richmond, was not only a most difficult, but an extremely hazardous, adventure, for, even if he escaped the toils of the Northerners, and avoided being seized as a spy, the British Government highly reprobated such proceedings on the part of their officers, and the experiment was one that entailed the risk of his commission. However, such considerations were not likely to deter Wolseley from carrying out any scheme on which he had set his heart, so he proceeded to lay his plans, and procure letters of introduction to leading Southerners from sympathisers and correspondents."
Page 249 - "When preparing to leave Baltimore he met the Honourable Frank Lawley, a brother of Lord Wenlock's, at that time one of The Times correspondents in America, a clever and adventurous gentleman, and they soon agreed to run the blockade together."
Before he crossed the Potomac at night, going from Maryland to Virginia while dodging gunboats and patrols, things got interesting.
Page 255, in the words of Mr. Lawlor - "At noon, we were again at our friend's house, and covenanted with a son of Hunt, the fisherman, for twenty dollars a piece in gold, that his father's boat would take us on board that night at ten o'clock in an adjoining creek, and would land us before daybreak on the Virginian shore. But the intervening afternoon brought with it fresh adventures. We were forbidden by our host to leave the house, because the telescopes of the Federals in the neighbouring gunboat were said to be constantly sweeping the shore, and would infallibly detect the presence of strangers in the little hut. Shortly after two o'clock, we were horrified by the sight of a Federal officer, in the well-known blue uniform of the United States' Army, who was ascending on foot by a little path which led to the house from the river. In his hand he carried a revolver, and behind him followed seven soldiers, who, with their leader, had just got out of a boat. The consternation of our host during the few seconds of suspense before the Federals reached the house, was pitiable in the extreme. There was scant time for consultation, and when the officer looked into the hut and descried Colonel Wolseley and myself, he seemed scarcely less disquieted than our host. Having in previous years shot canvas-backs and blue-wings on the Potomac, I stepped forward as spokesman, and asked the officer whether it would be possible for us to hire a boat, as I had often before done, with a view to doing some 'gunning' on the river. The officer answered that no 'gunning' was now permitted on the river. I then asked him how it would be possible for my companion and me to get back to Washington. Just as he was hesitating about his answer, Colonel Wolseley adroitly advanced, cigar-case in hand, and offered him a 'regalia'. That judiciously proffered cigar turned the balance in our favour. The officer answered that a steamboat would call the following morning about four o'clock at the neighbouring wharf, by which we might take passage to Washington. We parted the best friends, in spite of the whispered remonstrances of a sergeant, who probably thought our appearance suspicious, and remarked that we had no guns with us. Long before four o'clock of the following morning, Hunt and his two sons had landed us in Virginia."
Page 260 - "Wolseley and his friends were received with open arms by the Southern leaders, and such letters of introduction as they had managed to retain, having previously sewn them up in their clothes, proved an "open Sesame" in society. They were received and hospitably entertained by the members of the Government, including Mr. Benjamin, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, and General Randolph, the Secretary at War, who was most obliging in furnishing them with passes to go wherever they pleased, and with letters to the various military authorities. The first Confederate officer who called upon them at their hotel, was the late General John B. Magruder, who, when in Canada, had made many friends among the British officers."
Page 266 - "On the fourth day after leaving Winchester* they arrived at Staunton, and, having procured passes from the Provost-Marshal, without which no one could have passed the guards posted on all the roads, proceeded to General Lee's head-quarters, which were close to the Martinsburg road, about six miles from Winchester. Colonel Wolseley and his friend presented their letter to the Adjutant-General, by whom they were introduced to the famous Commander-in-Chief of the Confederate Forces, who received them with kindness and the stately courtesy for which he was remarkable. Of General Lee, and the impression he created in his mind, Wolseley says :" He is a strongly built man, about five feet eleven in height, and apparently not more than fifty years of age. His hair and beard are nearly white ; but his dark brown eyes still shine with all the brightness of youth, and beam with a most pleasing expression. Indeed, his whole face is kindly and benevolent in the highest degree. In manner, though sufficiently conversible, he is slightly reserved; but he is a person that, wherever seen, whether in a castle or a hovel, alone or in a crowd, must at once attract attention as being a splendid specimen of an English gentleman, with one of the most rarely handsome faces I ever saw. He had had a fall during the Maryland Expedition, from which he was not yet recovered, and which still crippled his right hand considerably. We sat with him for a long time in his tent conversing upon a variety of topics, the state of public affairs being of course the leading one. You have only to be in his society for a very brief period to be convinced that whatever he says may be implicitly relied upon, and that he is quite incapable of departing from the truth under any circumstances."
Sir Garnet went on to visit General Stonewall Jackson.
Page 269 - "Upon leaving General Lee, they drove to Bunker's Hill, six miles nearer Martinsburg, where that extraordinary man, General Stonewall Jackson, had his head-quarters. With him they passed a most pleasant hour, and were agreeably surprised to find him very affable, having been led to expect that he was silent and almost morose. Wolseley's description of this noble soldier, whose loss, soon after, dealt an irreparable loss to the Confederate cause, is graphic and full of interest :"Dressed in his grey uniform, he looks the hero that he is ; and his thin compressed lips and calm glance, which meets yours unflinchingly, gave evidence of that firmness and decision of character for which he is so famous. He has a broad open forehead, from which the hair is well brushed back ; a shapely nose, straight and long ; thin colourless cheeks, with only a very small allowance of whisker ; a cleanly- shaven upper lip and chin ; and a pair of fine -greyish-blue eyes, rather sunken, with overhanging brows, which intensify the keenness of his gaze, but without imparting any fierceness to it. Such are the general characteristics of his face ; and I have only to add, that a smile seems always lurking about his mouth when he speaks ; and that though his voice partakes slightly of that harshness which Europeans unjustly attribute to all Americans, there is much unmistakable cordiality in his manner : and to us he talked most affectionately of England, and of his brief but enjoyable sojourn there. The religious element seems strongly developed in him ; and though his conversation is perfectly free from all puritanical cant, it is evident that he is a man who never loses sight of the fact that there is an omnipresent Deity ever presiding over the minutest occurrences of life, as well as over the most important. Altogether, as one of his soldiers said to me when speaking of him, "he is a glorious fellow !" and, after I left him, I felt that I had at last solved a mystery and discovered why it was that he had accomplished such almost miraculous feats. With such a leader men would go anywhere, and face any amount of difficulties. "For myself," adds Wolseley, with the enthusiasm of a soldier, "I believe that, inspired by the presence of such a man, I should be perfectly insensible to fatigue, and reckon on success as a moral certainty."
I end this with Sir Garnet's summary of these two gentlemen, which perhaps says as much about him as it does about the two generals.
Page 271 - "Wolseley thus analyses the different nature of feeling with which these two remarkable soldiers inspired their devoted followers :
"Whilst Lee is regarded in the light of the infallible Jove, a man to be reverenced, Jackson is loved and adored with all that childlike and trustful affection which the ancients are said to have lavished upon the particular deity presiding over their affairs. The feeling of the soldiers for General Lee resembles that which Wellington's troops entertained for him namely, a fixed and unshakable faith in all he did, and a calm confidence of victory when serving under him. But Jackson, like Napoleon, is idolised with that intense fervour which, consisting of mingled personal attachment and devoted loyalty, causes them to meet death for his sake, and bless him when dying.""