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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 238 (search)
c Hamilton, slightly. Co. F--First Lieutenant Charles C. Brant, slightly; Private Will Sharpe, slightly. Co. G--Private James White, slightly. Thirteenth Indiana regiment.--Killed.--Co. B--Private William Day. Co. K--Second Lieutenant Joseph P. Jones. Wounded.--Co. A--Private Jas. Miller, slightly. Co. B--Private Matt. Fogen, slightly, left on field. Co. C--Serg't Edward Foster, seriously. Co. E--Sergeants G. L. J. King, slightly; D. J. Kemp, slightly; J. R. Cole, slightly. Privates John Burns, left on field; Col. Song, slightly; George Huid, slightly; Thomas Boyne, slightly; Wm. Shields or Shuly, slightly; M. Honlert, slightly; E. Lam, slightly. Co. G--Privates Dennis Spencer, slightly; Elijah Mitchell, slightly. Co. H--Second Lieutenant William O'Neil, in the thigh; Sergeant William A. Durst, slightly. Co. I--Corporals H. H. Swindler, slightly; Benj. Kenyon, slightly; Frederick Fisher, slightly. Co. K--Sergeant A. W. Huffman; Privates John Nelroman, seriously; John Ka
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 11 (search)
Jenny Wade, the heroine of Gettysburgh.--The country has already heard of John Burns, the hero of Gettysburgh: of how the old man sallied forth, a host within himself, to fight on his own hook, and how he fell wounded after having delivered many shots from his trusty rifle into the face and the hearts of his country's foes. JohJohn Burns's name is already recorded among the immortal, to live there while American valor and patriotism has an admirer and an emulator. But there was a heroine as well as a hero of Gettysburgh. The old hero, Burns, still lives; the heroine, sweet Jenny Wade, perished in the din of that awful fray, and she now sleeps where the fBurns, still lives; the heroine, sweet Jenny Wade, perished in the din of that awful fray, and she now sleeps where the flowers once bloomed, and the perfume-laden air wafted lovingly over Cemetery Hill. Before the battle, and while the National hosts were awaiting the assault of the traitor foe, Jenny Wade was busily engaged in baking bread for the National troops. She occupied a house in range of the guns of both armies, and the rebels had ster
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), Surrender of Fort Powell. (search)
sir: I have the honor to report the following list of casualties which have occurred in the action of this day, while passing the forts, and occupying Mobile Bay: Killed — James Williams, Master-at-Arms; John Troy, Captain Forecastle; Charles Anderson, ordinary seaman; Richard Ashley, colored boy, Wounded--Lieutenant Stephen A. McCarty, splinter-wound of ankle, slight; Ensign Clarence Rathbone, splinter-wound of knee, slight; Charles Hayden, yeoman, fracture of right leg, serious; John Burns, seaman, splinter-wound of arm and back, severe; James Ward, Quarter-Gunner, splinter-wound of back, slight; Frederick Stewart, officers' cook, shell-wound of head, severe; Edward Harris, seaman, splinter-wound of head, slight; John Bengsten, seaman, splinter-wound of wrist, slight; Anten Lewis, seaman, splinter-wound of knee, slight; Adam McCullock, seaman, splinter-wound of leg, slight; S. H. Eldridge, Quartermaster, splinter-wound of face; John Edwards, seaman, splinter-wound of face an
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 27 (search)
roops, and, doubtless, the massing of the enemy to meet them. At night I crossed into the town to make a call upon General Burns, who commands a division of fifteen regiments in the army of the Potomac. The narrow and seemingly frail boat-bridges were crowded with wagons going over with subsistence for the troops. We found General Burns, as he is said to be usually found in such cases, well toward the front. His pickets were placed about two hundred and fifty yards beyond his headquarter, giving them the pleasing intelligence that they were to march upon the enemy in the morning. The house occupied by General Burns was a fair sample of the rest. Many of them were pierced by twenty shells each, and some of those near the river, in strong there, for a dash to be made, in heavy force, from the eastern portion of the town, or the left of our centre. Gen. Burns's division was deployed further to the left, to support Franklin's right. The main column of attack on the centre, was
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 49 (search)
y, having been extricated from an exceedingly unpleasant predicament. The Second brigade, General Ferrero, being nearest the train, had meanwhile been ordered back to its protection. General Getty, of the Third division; followed closely by Gen. Burns, of the First, arrived on the ground about half-past 9 o'clock, and by ten o'clock, Benjamin's famous battery E, Second United States artillery, took up a commanding position on the hill above the ruined hotel, and opened on the enemy with his th had been betrayed, and beside which the rebel battery was planted. It is singular that last August he occupied the same position with his battery and fought the rebels over the same ground. At the last accounts we heard from the Springs, General Burns still occupied them, and there was no enemy in sight. It was a little singular that General Sturgis had not been informed that General Doubleday was at Fayetteville, and, upon our hearing drums in that direction, we marched in some expecta
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 51 (search)
Gen. Hancock's division, and the remainder of the column. This morning has opened again threatening rain, but our army is safe, the mass of it having got over the roads; in fact, the roads have been first-rate for the artillery and teams. During the march to this point our troops were in the very best spirits ; their merry, echoing voices rang through the forests, raising the spirits of the weary ones in the rear, all hurrying on to-ward this point. The Philadelphia brigade, known as Burns's, now commanded by Colonel Josh. Owens, of the gallant Sixty-ninth Pennsylvania, were in the left column during the march. They are in General Howard's division. Col. Baxter's regiment of Fire Zouaves have been consolidated, and now have ten companies instead of fifteen, as formerly. Yesterday morning one of the teams belonging to one of our batteries was out foraging for fodder, and got within a hundred yards of the enemy's cavalry pickets, they not observing the rebels. The teams
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 125 (search)
au, fireman, scalded to death; George A. Nelson, fireman, scalded to death; Edward Livermore, Orderly Sergeant, scalded to death; Wm. A. Grau, Corporal, scalded to death; Thomas Riley, marine, scalded to death ; Robert McKinsey, second-class boy, contraband, scalded to death; Robert Wellinger, scalded to death; David L. Caldwell, ordinary seaman, killed by a shell; Wm. H. Clark, killed by a shell; John E. Bunsom, landsman, killed by a shell; Owen J. McGowen, killed by a shell; R. H. B. Thomas, killed by a shell; James W. Armstrong, marine, killed by a shell; Wm. Dietz, marine, killed by a shell; John H. Conway, killed by a shell; Wm. Peyton, killed by a shell; Patrick Herrick, killed by a shell. Wounded — H. Bellville, James Wright, Patrick Loftus, Robert Atkinson, R. A. Konk, Wm. Loftus, James Hovey, Alexander McKnight, Patrick Farrar, F. Light, John McRenney, John Burns, Hugh Golden, R. Gould, William Coffin, Moses O'Connor, Thomas Kelley, John Sullivan, John Quinn, Michael Scot
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 147 (search)
ckers cry for quarter. Returning to the camp of the Fifty-eighth, at Bachelor's Creek, in good cheer and safe, we found the train waiting to take us to Camp Anthony. Rousing cheers went up from our boys as we reluctantly left the camp of the Fifty-eighth, and it is but just to say, that from both officers and men we received a soldier's welcome, and we remember them with a soldier's love. In the darkness of the last hours of the holy Sabbath we reached our home in the tents. A strange and eventful Sabbath. No music of the church bell, no voice of prayer, no hymn of praise to God. Burns's church, a notable ruin, where stood the only church in all that region, was on our route, and as from the columns of armed men, in the calm, golden sunlight of God's holy day, I looked up at its standing chimney, and charred remains, I remembered that in the commotions of earth ordained institutions seem to give way, but when obstacles have crumbled, new and more lustrous temples arise. H. S. W.
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 2.13, chapter 2.17 (search)
e; and then I seem to understand why I was led away, here and there, and crossed and baffled over and over again, to wear out my years and strength. Why was it but to be a witness of the full horror of this slave-trade, which, in the language of Burns, is sending these pitiless half-castes Like bloodhounds from the slip, With woe and murder o'er the land! My business is to publish what I see, to rouse up those who have the power to stop it, once and for all. That is the beginning; but, in there, and what you think ought to be done will be done in the Lord's good time. See, yonder, poor, o'er-laboured wight, So abject, mean, and vile! Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil! I have often quoted those lines of Burns to myself, on my travels in Manyuema, when I saw the trembling natives just on the run, when they suspected that we were Arabs about to take them from their homes and compel them to carry their stolen ivory. Oh, well, there is a good God above w
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 2.13, chapter 2.26 (search)
s, but I have not been able to exchange twelve sensible words with any of them except Mr. Charles Darling, Q. C., M. P., Now Sir Charles Darling, Judge in the King's Bench Division. and Colonel Denny, M. P. All the rest appear to be in a perfect fever. They no sooner grasp your hand and pour out congratulations than they turn away to another person, and, during their glib greetings, keep looking away to someone else. I searched the faces on the Radical benches to see if I recognised John Burns and James J. O'Kelly. I would not be sure of O'Kelly, because he is so different from the slim young man I knew in Madrid in 1873--twenty-three years ago. It is too early yet to say whether I shall like the House or not. If there is much behaviour like that of Dr. Tanner in it, I shall not; but it is ominous to me that the man can be permitted to behave so badly. William Allen, the Northumbrian, was a prominent figure among the Radicals, with his American felt hat, and loud grey sui
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