Person:James Taylor (268)

m. 22 Nov 1832
  1. Mariah Amelia Taylor1834 - 1863
  2. John Abram Taylor1836 - 1915
  3. James Mortimer Taylor1838 - 1923
  4. Sgt Martin Van Buren Taylor1840 - 1930
  5. Chauncey Brewer Taylor1843 - 1920
  6. Anna Louisa Taylor1845 - 1913
  7. Robert Winfield Taylor1849 - 1925
  8. Ezubah Zeruah Taylor1851 - 1922
  • HJames Mortimer Taylor1838 - 1923
  • WHenrietta Clum1844 - Aft 1910
m. 12 Sep 1863
Facts and Events
Name James Mortimer Taylor
Alt Name Mortimer James
Gender Male
Birth[1] 22 May 1838 Detroit, Wayne, Michigan, United States
Military[2][3] 13 May 1861 Grand Rapids, Kent, Michigan, United StatesCivil War - Company I, 3rd Michigan Infantry
Marriage 12 Sep 1863 to Henrietta Clum
Census 1880 Ohio (township), Ness, Kansas, United Stateswith Henrietta Clum
Census 1900 Springdale, Washington, Arkansas, United Stateswith Henrietta Clum
Census 1910 Oakland, Alameda, California, United Stateswith Henrietta Clum
Census? 1920 Oakland, Alameda, California, United States
Death? 11 Sep 1923 Oakland, Alameda, California, United States
  1. Taylor Family Record, in Nettie (Wilson) Hamstra and Verda (Hamstra) Goudzwaard. Family Records. (Compiled in 1973 - unpublished).

    "James Mortimor Taylor
    born May 22, 1838 in Detroit, Mich."

  2. Company I - from Ottawa county [1], in The Third Michigan Infantry Research Project [2].
  3. Chauncey Brewer, James Monroe, John Abram and Martin Van Buren Taylor [3], in Men of the 3rd Michigan Infantry [4].

    "During the battle of Chancellorsville, Virginia, on May 3, 1863, when General Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson was wounded, James and several other men of the Third Michigan became separated from the regiment. In 1888, Taylor wrote to the editor of the National Tribune, the newspaper for the Grand Army of the Republic:

    I notice quite a number of articles in The National Tribune of late concerning the death of Stonewall Jackson. I was present at the time Stonewall Jackson was killed. I was a member of Co. I, 3d Mich., of the Third Division (the Red Diamond), Third Corps. Our corps that day had been thrown out nearly five miles in the advance of the main army, following, as we then supposed, Lee’s retreating army; but, as we soon learned, it was one of Jackson’s ruses to draw us out while he made his flank attack upon Gen. [O.O.] Howard’s (Eleventh) Corps. In the afternoon we fell back nearly three and a half miles to within about one and a half miles of our main army, where we found ourselves cut off, with Early’s and Jackson’s troops between us and our army. We formed in line for battle in a large cleared field, where our brigade lay in two lines about 12 feet apart. While we were in line there some person on horseback dashed by us, jumping the rear line about 30 feet to my right, passed between the two lines -- about 60 feet apart, jumped the front line and dashed into the woods to the front and left of where I lay, he coming from the direction of [confederate Gen. Jubal] Early’s command and going toward Jackson’s.

    From the description I had of Gen. Jackson I always believed that it was he.

    Shortly afterwards, about 11 o’clock, [Gen. David] Birney’s whole division moved forward to that famous night charge, [Gen. Hobart] Ward’s brigade leading, ours following, and Graham’s following us, with orders to make as little noise as possible until we came upon the enemy; then make all the noise possible, both with our guns and throats, which we did to the best of our ability. In this charge we got separated, part swinging to the right and part toward the left. I was near the center, and after the first heavy firing had abated I found myself between two fires. While taking my bearings, the firing having ceased, and studying in which direction to go, I heard a shot, followed by a light volley but a short distance away, and immediately heard the Johnnies saying “the ____ Yanks have killed Jackson,” when I lit out in the opposite direction, and finally came out where we started from.

    Capt [Thomas] Tait [sic] and eight others got together from my regiment that night. We got an early breakfast, while the Captain said he would look for the regiment. We swallowed our grub in a hurry, in anticipation of hot work as soon as daylight came; and before sunrise the rebs were peppering it to us form three sides, when, you bet, we did some tall running just about that time. It has always been a mystery to me how we ever escaped form there. I can look back now, and as I imagine I see those long strides and lying coat-tails, I think we must have outrun their infernal lead, to which I attribute our miraculous escape.

    We came out at the Chancellor House, after which we found our regiment at the point or curve of our line, about a half mile to the right of the Chancellor House, where we made another charge, led by Maj. [Moses] Houghton in his short-sleeves, a revolver in each hand, and we took in about 500 prisoners in short order. We remained at this point until the close of that battle.

    This Spring [1888], I took a trip down through Arkansas. Six miles south of Clinton I took dinner with an old Johnny by the name of Samuel Shannon, of Co. I, 19th Ga., and two other ex-Confederate soldiers who served in Lee’s Army of Virginia. Mr. Shannon was present when Jackson was shot. He held Gen. Jackson’s horse as Jackson mounted and started to the front where he received the shot, as claimed by Comrade Sweet, shot by Rankin, followed by a light volley. Mr. Shannon is positive he was not shot by their men, but by our men; which, with my own knowledge, forever settles with me the manner of Gen. Jackson’s death. Mr. Shannon also says that Jackson passed from Early’s command through our corps that night to his command, which I fully believe."