Felix Zollicoffer Analysis
This is a historical fiction story is based on the life of Felix Zollicoffer during the mid to late 1800s. Felix Zollicoffer was born on a plantation in Bigbyville in Maury County, Tennessee. He worked as a newspaperman, a Congressman from Tennessee, and a man that worked his way up the ranks to a Confederate general. He received an education, even going to college. Not only that but he was editor of Republican Banner. On september 24, 1835, he married Louisa Pocahontas Gordon, and had fourteen children.His wife died in 1857. He lived from the date May 19, 1812 to January 19, 1862.
Ordinarily, the sun’s light captured everything in sight like a mother hugging a child and giving it warmth. From the dark oak bed, I rose because of the unpleasant bites of mosquitoes. The Civil War is always on my mind. After a most successful battle yesterday when our soldiers all left home, relief and happiness came to mind, for there was a chance that we would win. Consequently, that would explain the surge of energy running through my body after waking up. Starting off with breakfast, I walked to my kitchen, the wood underneath my feet start to creak. The closer I walked to the kitchen, the warmer and cozier the atmosphere became. My servant, Julia, prepared breakfast for me today similar to many other days, I always wonder what will breakfast will be. Fresh eggs from my brown feathered hens were soft surrounded by creamy goat cheese, and well-cooked toast was on the plate this morning. Enjoying the meal is a morning ritual, …show more content…
After sometime from war, the place became a graveyard; the amount of corpse on the ground was uncountable. Smoke and bullets flying in the air created somewhat of a barrier that hindered our sight. The intense feeling of sadness and death captured the area like a big net. The mad sky started crying making the place damp and a worse battlefield. A while passed before the air and smoke got
Ordinarily, the sun’s light captured everything in sight like a mother hugging a child and giving it warmth. From the dark oak bed, I rose because of the unpleasant bites of mosquitoes. The Civil War is always on my mind. After a most successful battle yesterday when our soldiers all left home, relief and happiness came to mind, for there was a chance that we would win. Consequently, that would explain the surge of energy running through my body after waking up. Starting off with breakfast, I walked to my kitchen, the wood underneath my feet start to creak. The closer I walked to the kitchen, the warmer and cozier the atmosphere became. My servant, Julia, prepared breakfast for me today similar to many other days, I always wonder what will breakfast will be. Fresh eggs from my brown feathered hens were soft surrounded by creamy goat cheese, and well-cooked toast was on the plate this morning. Enjoying the meal is a morning ritual, …show more content…
After sometime from war, the place became a graveyard; the amount of corpse on the ground was uncountable. Smoke and bullets flying in the air created somewhat of a barrier that hindered our sight. The intense feeling of sadness and death captured the area like a big net. The mad sky started crying making the place damp and a worse battlefield. A while passed before the air and smoke got