If I could travel back in time (physically, anyway), there are places I’d love to visit.
Regardless of what I’ve told you about the adventures of Capt. Gary and First Sgt. Goldy, Little Round Top during the battle of Gettysburg is not one of them. I’ve been shot at twice and, except for the fact that I was missed both times, there was nothing good to be said for it.
Grandmother and Grandfather Goldsworthy went to the Steel Pier in Atlantic City, N.J., to hear John Philip Sousa and his band. To have been there with them? Wow. Reality dictates that I have to settle for the program they brought home, a few store-bought recordings and my imagination.
Something else I first heard about years ago when I started at the newspaper continues to intrigue me. You may have seen the 1959 movie, “Ben Hur,” but did you ever watch it as a stage play?
One of our reporters heard about that from an elderly gentleman who saw it performed live — with a chariot race — at either the Cumberland Music Academy that was destroyed by fire in 1910 or the Maryland Theatre. It was done in both places.
I recently mentioned this to a former Miss Cumberland who is a friend of long standing, a gracious, wise and beautiful woman who remembered this fellow.
She said he told her the horses and chariots were mounted on a turntable.
Ben-Hur was first seen as a stage play in 1899 and was performed live just a few years ago in London — complete with gladiators, a chariot race and a sea battle.
The late J. Suter Kegg wrote about the Ben-Hur movie in his “Tapping the Sports Keg” column when it opened here in 1960:
“The reaction of the crowd, the death-defying race itself, the imposing pylon around which the horses thundered and the magnificent colors combined to make it an unforgettable scene. Nothing was left to the imagination of the movie-goer. The chariot races are just one phase of a film filled with drama and vibrating scenes.
“The crucifixion has been depicted thousands of times in passion plays and other stage and screen productions throughout the world, but it is doubtful if any comes closer to a more realistic version, with the possible exception of the Oberammergau real-life creation in Germany, than the one seen in Ben-Hur.
“The extravaganza, by the way, recalls for older residents the stage productions of Ben-Hur which were seen here prior to World War I.
“Frank Florentine, manager of the Strand Theatre, recalls the show well as he worked behind the scenes when it was presented on the Maryland Theatre stage.
“Three chariots, Frank said, appeared on the stage, each pulled by three horses. The chariots were on treadmills, operated behind stage by blocks and tackles.
“In other words, when Ben-Hur was scheduled to take the lead in the race, workmen manipulated the other two treadmills from backstage, pulling them back while the Ben-Hur treadmill remained stationary.”
(Suter was referring to the Oberammergau, Bavaria, Passion Play, which has been performed since 1634 and still is world-renowned.)
The novel “Ben-Hur” was written by Lew Wallace who, as another old friend reminded me in a recent letter, was far more than just an author. He also was a Civil War general in the Union Army and a man of many accomplishments, including matters of diplomacy.
My friend said there should be a memorial to Wallace in Cumberland, considering his involvement here.
Wallace’s troops camped on the current Allegany High School site, which is referred to as “Campobello” because — legend holds — Wallace and his men called it that. “Campbello” is Latin for “camp of war.”
Wallace was commander of the Union detachment at New Creek Station (which later became Keyser) on June 19, 1861, 16 days after the war’s first land battle in Philippi.
In “The Civil War in Maryland,” historian Daniel Carroll Toomey wrote that the town went into a panic when the Confederates came out of nowhere to run off 28 militiamen and burn the railroad bridge that crossed the Potomac River a mile or so downstream.
Toomey said Wallace sent for help, withdrew his troops and dispatched his belongings to Bedford, Pa., for safekeeping. Reinforcements arrived without the Rebels coming into town and life went back to normal ... for a while.
New Creek Station is said to have changed hands 14 times between the Union and Confederacy. It saw plenty of fighting, but what constitutes “changing hands,” I am not sure.
It saw plenty of fighting, but what constitutes “changing hands,” I am not sure. For most of the war, close to a thousand Union soldiers were stationed there at any given time, and it was home to one big fort (which the Rebels captured briefly) and three small outposts with cannon that were called forts, and an abundance of other Yankee infantry, artillery and cavalry nearby.
What precipitated the New Creek action was Wallace’s raid on nearby Romney (which unlike New Creek sympathized with the South) that drove several hundred Confederates away from the place six days earlier.
Confederate Gen. Joe Johnston immediately recognized the importance of Romney and New Creek Station and sent Col. A.P. Hill with two regiments to reclaim Romney (which tradition says changed hands 56 times). Hill then sent four companies to attack New Creek.
Wallace had good reason to expect a force of 3,000 Confederates, and would have been outnumbered, so it’s no wonder he was unnerved enough to pack his bags and holler for help.
(New Creek Station, Romney and Philippi were all part of Virginia in 1861, but became part of West Virginia when it was admitted to the Union as the 35th state on June 20, 1863.)
Three years later, on his own initiative, Wallace intercepted Gen. Jubal Early’s Confederates when they were on the way to attack Washington, which was lightly defended. His force was outnumbered almost three-to-one, but held out long enough for the city’s defenses to be reorganized and reinforcements to arrive.
Gen. Ulysses S. Grant initially relieved Wallace of his command because he had lost the battle, but quickly reinstated him for having at great cost prevented the Rebels from entering Washington.
It is said that the Union Army saved the Republic at Gettysburg in July 1863. Wallace did the same thing almost exactly a year later, just outside Frederick (Md.) at Monocacy Junction, but gets little credit for it today.
I agree with my old friend. Lew Wallace is one of our local heroes, and we should do something to recognize that fact.
If I could travel back in time (physically, anyway), there are places I’d love to visit.
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He means well, and this time they spared his life
Our pal Phil is the only re-enactor certified in writing by both the Lee and Custis families to portray Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee (whose wife was Mary Anna Custis Lee). When he’s in uniform, he generally stops at the bottom of the path that leads to the summit of Little Round Top, salutes Capt. Gary and First Sgt. Goldy and asks permission to join us. (Get it? Generally ... General Lee?) We always return his salute and grant him permission, in part because he’s our friend and also because the real Lee never got to see what it really looks like from up there. (Get it? Grant ... Grant? U.S. Grant? Real Lee ... really? OK. I hear you. That’s enough. Seriouslee.) Phil gets a kick out of being able to sneak up on us while we’re distracted by tourists.
They’d have fallen like Autumn leaves
So there we were, minding our own business (at least momentarily), leaning against the cannon at Little Round Top.
Better read that french fry before you eat it
People give me otherwise-insignificant items they hope will amuse or inspire me. I appreciate this. I’m always glad for free entertainment, which as Goldy’s Rule 33 says is everywhere. All you have to do is wait and it will come to you. Also, I have been writing columns for 37 years and embrace inspiration anywhere I can find it.
The moose is loose, and it’s coming for you
So how would you like to look out your kitchen door window onto your porch and see a moose looking back at you from close range?
There are some debts you can never repay
Today’s column will be relatively short, as my columns go, for reasons that should become apparent, and I thought long and hard before writing it.
It could have saved the county a lot of money
Random thoughts sometimes occur to me when I least expect it, usually when my brain has become tired.
When I voice these thoughts at work or in other places, people may tell me, “Goldy? It’s time for you to go home.” Yes, ma’am.
Here are two random thoughts of recent vintage:
• If Bugs Bunny were an Emergency Medical Technician, would that make him a MedicHare?
• If Daisy Duck got a job driving for United Parcel Service, would she be an UPS-a-Daisy?
I wouldn’t blame you if you think that sounds Goofy — or Daffy.
These two were part of the Not Top Ten
Occasionally, at this time of year, I see reference to a “class orator” or a “class speaker.”
Nothing wrong with that — people can call such things whatever they want, as far as I’m concerned — but it makes me wonder. Have “valedictorian” and “salutatorian” become politically incorrect, and I didn’t notice? It may come as a surprise to you, but I really have not kept up with what is politically correct or incorrect. That’s what people tell me, anyway. With some of them, it actually seems to be a compliment.
Coming soon to a highway near you?
People say to me, “Goldy? Can I ask you a stupid question?”
In theory — and theory only — the correct response is: “The only stupid question is the one you don’t ask.” Not so much. There ARE stupid questions, some of them so stupid that to call them stupid is to damn them with faint praise. Other questions are — on the face of it — legitimate questions, but shouldn’t be treated as such ... not if you subscribe to the same philosophy that I do: Free entertainment is everywhere; all you have to do is wait, and it will come to you.
This was a skill that proved very useful
The Belmont Park stewards have decided to let California Chrome wear his nasal strip during the Run for the Carnations. Nasal strips usually are worn by people who snore and may have saved numerous marriages. It helps the Triple Crown hopeful to breathe, and some twolegged athletes wear nasal strips for the same reason. In this case, Chrome’s nasal strip may keep him from (wait for it) ... losing by a nose.
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