Lt. Col Frank Hampton, CSA, son of Wade Hampton, II & Ann Hampton, younger brother of Lieutenant General Wade Hampton, CSA, Hampton's Legion, 2nd Regiment, South Carolina Cavalry, the Richland Cavalry. Inscription of tombstone reads: Killed in battle in Virginia June 9, 1863. "All ye that are about him bemoan him and ye that honor his name say how is the strong staff broken or the beautiful rod." His regiment was organized August 22, 1862. He was killed at the cavalry battle of Brandy Station in Virginia.
Mary Chestnut writes in her diary;
'First, Frank Hampton was killed at Brandy Station. Wade Hampton telegraphed Mr. Chestnut to see Robert Barnwell, and make the necessary arrangements to recover the body. Mr. Chestnut is still at Wilmington. I sent for Preston Johnston, and my neighbor, Colonel Patton, offered to see that everything proper was done. That afternoon I walked out alone. Willie Mountford had shown me where the body, all that was left of Frank Hampton, was to be laid in the Capitol. Mrs. Petticola joined me after a while, and then Mrs. Singleton.
Preston Hampton and Peter Trezevant, with myself and Mrs. Singleton, formed the sad procession which followed the coffin. There was a company of soldiers drawn up in front of the State House porch. Mrs. Singleton said we had better go in and look at him before the coffin was finally closed. How I wish I had not looked. I remember him so well in all the pride of his magnificent manhood. He died of a saber-cut across the face and head, and was utterly disfigured. Mrs. Singleton seemed convulsed with grief. In all my life I had never seen such bitter weeping. She had her own troubles, but I did not know of them. We sat for a long time on the great steps of the State House. Everybody had gone and we were alone.'
Mary Chestnut writes in her diary;
'First, Frank Hampton was killed at Brandy Station. Wade Hampton telegraphed Mr. Chestnut to see Robert Barnwell, and make the necessary arrangements to recover the body. Mr. Chestnut is still at Wilmington. I sent for Preston Johnston, and my neighbor, Colonel Patton, offered to see that everything proper was done. That afternoon I walked out alone. Willie Mountford had shown me where the body, all that was left of Frank Hampton, was to be laid in the Capitol. Mrs. Petticola joined me after a while, and then Mrs. Singleton.
Preston Hampton and Peter Trezevant, with myself and Mrs. Singleton, formed the sad procession which followed the coffin. There was a company of soldiers drawn up in front of the State House porch. Mrs. Singleton said we had better go in and look at him before the coffin was finally closed. How I wish I had not looked. I remember him so well in all the pride of his magnificent manhood. He died of a saber-cut across the face and head, and was utterly disfigured. Mrs. Singleton seemed convulsed with grief. In all my life I had never seen such bitter weeping. She had her own troubles, but I did not know of them. We sat for a long time on the great steps of the State House. Everybody had gone and we were alone.'
Lt. Col Frank Hampton, CSA, son of Wade Hampton, II & Ann Hampton, younger brother of Lieutenant General Wade Hampton, CSA, Hampton's Legion, 2nd Regiment, South Carolina Cavalry, the Richland Cavalry. Inscription of tombstone reads: Killed in battle in Virginia June 9, 1863. "All ye that are about him bemoan him and ye that honor his name say how is the strong staff broken or the beautiful rod." His regiment was organized August 22, 1862. He was killed at the cavalry battle of Brandy Station in Virginia.
Mary Chestnut writes in her diary;
'First, Frank Hampton was killed at Brandy Station. Wade Hampton telegraphed Mr. Chestnut to see Robert Barnwell, and make the necessary arrangements to recover the body. Mr. Chestnut is still at Wilmington. I sent for Preston Johnston, and my neighbor, Colonel Patton, offered to see that everything proper was done. That afternoon I walked out alone. Willie Mountford had shown me where the body, all that was left of Frank Hampton, was to be laid in the Capitol. Mrs. Petticola joined me after a while, and then Mrs. Singleton.
Preston Hampton and Peter Trezevant, with myself and Mrs. Singleton, formed the sad procession which followed the coffin. There was a company of soldiers drawn up in front of the State House porch. Mrs. Singleton said we had better go in and look at him before the coffin was finally closed. How I wish I had not looked. I remember him so well in all the pride of his magnificent manhood. He died of a saber-cut across the face and head, and was utterly disfigured. Mrs. Singleton seemed convulsed with grief. In all my life I had never seen such bitter weeping. She had her own troubles, but I did not know of them. We sat for a long time on the great steps of the State House. Everybody had gone and we were alone.'
Mary Chestnut writes in her diary;
'First, Frank Hampton was killed at Brandy Station. Wade Hampton telegraphed Mr. Chestnut to see Robert Barnwell, and make the necessary arrangements to recover the body. Mr. Chestnut is still at Wilmington. I sent for Preston Johnston, and my neighbor, Colonel Patton, offered to see that everything proper was done. That afternoon I walked out alone. Willie Mountford had shown me where the body, all that was left of Frank Hampton, was to be laid in the Capitol. Mrs. Petticola joined me after a while, and then Mrs. Singleton.
Preston Hampton and Peter Trezevant, with myself and Mrs. Singleton, formed the sad procession which followed the coffin. There was a company of soldiers drawn up in front of the State House porch. Mrs. Singleton said we had better go in and look at him before the coffin was finally closed. How I wish I had not looked. I remember him so well in all the pride of his magnificent manhood. He died of a saber-cut across the face and head, and was utterly disfigured. Mrs. Singleton seemed convulsed with grief. In all my life I had never seen such bitter weeping. She had her own troubles, but I did not know of them. We sat for a long time on the great steps of the State House. Everybody had gone and we were alone.'
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Killed in battle in Virginia June 9, 1863.
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