A turncoat without courage…
In Her General in Gray, John Sibley Allen (my grandfather’s real name) is the hero. He was a Confederate General killed at the Battle of Antietam. The culprit was one of his own soldiers, a turncoat without courage to face almost certain death. A muse finds foder across history and ancestry.
The Battle of Antietam, also known as the Battle of Sharpsburg (particularly in the South) occurred on September 17, 1862 and was the first to be fought on Northern soil. This horrible engagement was the single bloodiest battle in American history. Antietam derives its name from Antietam Creek.
At dawn, Union forces mounted an assault…
on Lee’s left flank, attacks and counter-attacks sweeping across Miller’s Cornfield and churning around Dunker Church. Union soldiers finally pierced the Confederate center, but the Federal troops did not follow-up on their advantage. Later, however Major General Burnside took a stone bridge spanning the creek and advanced on the southern forces’ right. Lee’s soldiers were outnumbered 2 to 1, his men suffering crippling casualties.
I saw a post on Facebook last week listing wars in which this country fought and they posted casualty statistics. The Civil War wasn’t even mentioned nor, of course, was Antietam. I don’t know if now any mention of the War Between the States is politically incorrect. The conflict wasn’t about slavery but, like most wars, was economic. In order to be reelected, Lincoln jumped on the anti-slavery bandwagon when, in fact, the war was fought over cotton.
I guess being a South Carolinian I’d call the engagement the Battle of Sharpsburg. Yes, I’m a southern girl, but notice not once did I say ‘Yankee’.
Her General in Gray
At one point in my book, the heroine Autumn thinks of the hero as ‘a man who’d ridden into battle in his gray coat, into a doomed fate from a doomed society, still a lovely moment in the passage of the years.’
Autumn Hartley purchases Allen Hall at a steal, but the northern lass gets far more than a beautiful plantation in the South Carolina Low Country. The house comes complete with its own ghost, a handsome and charming Civil War General—for the Confederacy. The stage is set for another civil conflict.
John Sibley Allen died in battle from a wound in the back, the bullet fired by the turncoat, Beauregard Dudley. The traitor’s reincarnation is Autumn the Interloper’s first dinner guest. Sib bedevils her date and annoys her with fleeting, phantom touches, certain he can frighten her away as he did previous purchasers. As time marches on, her resident ghost becomes more appealing while her suitor, Beau, pales in comparison. Autumn finds her ability to love didn’t perish in the divorce that sent her south seeking a fresh start.
After over a century in the hereafter, Sib discovers he is falling for none other than the feisty Yankee girl, but what future could a modern woman and an old-fashioned ghost possibly hope for?
BUY LINK: http://a.co/dDRhadu
Born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston. She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.
Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt. She is the mother of two wonderful sons, a retired legal assistant, member of the Houston Miata Club, and enjoys events with that car club. Among her favorite things are her snazzy black convertible and her parlor grand piano. She loves to dress up and host formal dinner parties.
Web Site: http://www.lindanightingale.com – Visit and look around. There’s a free continuing vampire story.
Blog: https://lindanightingale.wordpress.com/ – Lots of interesting guests & prizes