<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:38:32.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J.E.B. Report</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-6163175154666295277</id><published>2012-02-09T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:34:28.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Husband</title><content type='html'>I am missing you very much. The kids are learning quickly and growing strong. I tell them of the good you have done for us, the South in sympathy, and how the other side is as evil as the devil himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It has been long and hard on my thoughts. I wake up thinking of you. You and your sturdy horse riding through torturous battle and hoping that everything is alright. I hope you are safe. I pray to God every night that you will remain strong willed. For your children and for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We are awaiting your return, my dear husband. We send all our love to you and I hope this letter brings you joy. Let these words give you some inspiration and change history as we know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;With love and kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Flora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-6163175154666295277?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6163175154666295277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-dear-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/6163175154666295277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/6163175154666295277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-dear-husband.html' title='My Dear Husband'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-3973628470777208921</id><published>2012-02-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:22:23.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liars and Beggers</title><content type='html'>I am talking about the Union, you see. They want to change the South here. We live off off these slaves and these plantations. They are purposely trying to take our entire history away and I refuse to lose to them. Lee is smart, and I know we will beat them till their willing to take us in as the ultimate winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be a confederate. It is in my body and my soul to do my duty and fight for the right to keep slavery at our bay. They deserve no freedom here, all they are is property. I will never change my ways. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my final say on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-3973628470777208921?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3973628470777208921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/liars-and-beggers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/3973628470777208921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/3973628470777208921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/liars-and-beggers.html' title='Liars and Beggers'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-5878493211690144065</id><published>2012-02-09T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:03:41.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Official!</title><content type='html'>Commander Stuart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Genral Lee speaking. I am proudly sending this letter to inform you off your graduation of United States Military Institute. You have graduated as a grand cavalry men, and I am appointing you to Commander of Virginia cavalry. Do me proud, soldier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;General Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-5878493211690144065?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5878493211690144065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-are-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/5878493211690144065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/5878493211690144065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-are-official.html' title='You Are Official!'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-2814320316774611905</id><published>2012-02-09T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:42:38.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To War..again.</title><content type='html'>It is now May. I am missing my wife and kids more and more, but choose to remain focused on the battle ahead. Our next target is Richmond at a place called Yellow Tavern. I can't help but be a litttle worried before every major battle we plan. I worry that if I was ever to fail, my wife would have to face her grief alone. Of all things I've done in my life it would be my only and last regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are outnumbered, but strong. I am hoping for the best but the reality is that there is strength in numbers. If I don't make this battle alive, then I am taking this chance to give all my love to my wife. She has been my source of will and my strength for all that is hard. I hope my children will grow to be inspiratinal people and will always remember as the man I have tried to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, and will be seeing you after a big victory on my part and a big hug for each and every one of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-2814320316774611905?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2814320316774611905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/off-to-waragain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/2814320316774611905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/2814320316774611905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/off-to-waragain.html' title='Off To War..again.'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-90462056299260729</id><published>2012-02-09T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:43:10.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Married Life</title><content type='html'>I have been married&amp;nbsp;to one women&amp;nbsp;all my life. My&amp;nbsp;wife was a blessing.&amp;nbsp;Flora&amp;nbsp;managed to charm her way to marriage. We met on base, and both worked in cavalry at the time. She gave me my energy, and I felt as if I could conquer the world by her side. Our first baby was named after Flora's mother, whose name was also Flora. We raised our little girl like two new parents were, always fussing over every little thing. I am grateful we did, for when she had turned 4 she began to get sick. Me and Flora took care of her the best we could, and she had finally succumbed to her sickness a year later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grief put my wife in a terrible sadness and left me working harder than ever to achieve greatness in my cavalry skills. As I left for another battle, Flora had informed me she was yet again pregnant. After her successful birth we just couldn't stop. Our "baby fever" left us having 5 kids, and they were all beautiful angels. Our last boy, who I had Flora name after a brave soldier who died on my command at the time, will probably be the last we have in a long while. Poor Flora is running around the house about now trying to catch up with them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-90462056299260729?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/90462056299260729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/thoughts-on-marrieed-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/90462056299260729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/90462056299260729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/thoughts-on-marrieed-life.html' title='Thoughts on Married Life'/><author><name>Robyn H. Cole/Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06870513834825348986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq9iujYPr_c/Tw8fTgIAflI/AAAAAAAAABU/whOLXwxJfS4/s220/1-2-7E2-25-ExplorePAHistory-a0h3n6-a_349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532509734663222863.post-3101863909074488435</id><published>2012-02-09T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:02:19.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do I Start?</title><content type='html'>I grew up with two very dedicated parents. My mother worked her hardest to run our family farm while my father worked for the Viginia General Assembly. My family was born to be apart of the military. My mother, being very religious, raised me to love two things: God and the soldiers of America. I always wanted to join the army since I was a kid. I remember my days on the farm and imagining myself riding&amp;nbsp; a swift horse down the middle of some intense battle and thinking how brave I was going to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so determinded to join, I tried to get into the United States Military Academy, and managed to get at the last minute. I was never a handsome teenager, be that my nickname was "beauty". Oh, the boys back at the academy loved to see me about my attampts at having the best beard in the school! I focused especially on Civil Engineering then, but learned my horrible math skills really seemed to down that dream..but I had one other dream. My fantasy of riding horse back in battle became somewhat surreal when I found one word: cavalry. It saved me. I became a man when I joined the cavalry, and my dream suddenly became so real I could hardly believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after rising in position and becoming the commander of cavalry for the army of Virginia, I feel I have faced some important battles. My most memorable moment was in the first battle at Bull Run. That and my lovely daughter Flora, who sadly died at the age of five, who will always be in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532509734663222863-3101863909074488435?l=stuartonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3101863909074488435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/where-do-i-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/3101863909074488435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532509734663222863/posts/default/3101863909074488435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuartonline.blogspot.com/2012/02/where-do-i-start.html' title='Where Do I Start?'/><author><name>Robyn H. 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