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J. B. Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's Diary, chapter 15 (search)
ing to our own citizens. I told the Provost Marshal that the act of Congress included all tobacco and cotton, and he was required by law to see it all destroyed. He, however, acknowledged only martial law, and was, he said, acting under the instructions of the Secretary of State. What has the Secretary of State to do with martial law? Is there really no Secretary of War? Near the door of the Provost Marshal's office, guarded by bayoneted sentinels, there is a desk presided over by Sergeant Crow, who orders transportation on the cars to such soldiers as are permitted to rejoin their regiments. This Crow, a Marylander, keeps a little black-board hung up and notes with chalk all the regiments that go down the Peninsula. To-day, I saw a man whom I suspected to be a Yankee spy, copy with his pencil the list of regiments; and when I demanded his purpose, he seemed confused. This is the kind of information Gen. McClellan can afford to pay for very liberally. I drew the Provost Mar
to rocky spots, evidently done to obliterate the trail by the enemy. We began to see lost harness, caps, hats, blankets, horses hitched and left on the way. On we went until we overtook the teamsters and General Dumont's aide, and prisoners left on the way, liberated by the onslaught of the advance. Harper, of your body guard, escaped after being shot at twice and feigning to be shot by falling. Never was joy more portrayed in the countenances of men when liberated. One of our teamsters (Crow) is, we fear, mortally wounded. We have taken some guns and horses. Many thrilling incidents took place that would make my report too long. The white people are treacherous and unreliable, all lying to deceive us. We can only depend on the statements of negroes. No doubt many of our horses will be broken down and worthless by the chase. I have to report my entire command being eager to meet the enemy, although a very small portion-15 or 20 men in advance-did most of the execution a
, Mo. Quantrell's arson and butchery at Lawrence, Kansas Gen. Steele moves on little Rock fight at Bayou Metea Davidson defeats Marmaduke at Bayou Fourche Price abandons little Rock to Steele Blunt's escort destroyed by Quantrell Col. Clayton defeats Marmaduke at Pine Bluff Gen. E. B. Brown defeats Cabell and Coffey at Arrow Rock McNeil chases them to Clarkville Standwatie and Quantrell repulsed by Col. Phillips at Fort Gibson Sioux butcheries in Minnesota Gen. Sibley routs little Crow at Wood Lake--500 Indians captured and tried for murder Gen. Pope in command Sibley and Sully pursue and drive the savages Gen. Conner in Utah defeats Shoshonees on bear river enemies vanish. Missouri, save when fitfully invaded or disturbed by domestic insurrection, remained under the Union flag from and after the expulsion of Price's army by Fremont near the close of 1861. See Vol <*> pp. 592-3. But the Rebel element of her population, though over-powered, was still bitter, and w
Col. Benedict, while gallantly leading his brigade in the charge, fell dead, pierced by five balls. The battle was fought, and the victory won. Our troops followed the Rebels until night put an end to the pursuit. In the last charge, we recaptured Taylor's battery, which had been lost in the earlier pa<*>t of the action, and retook two guns of Nim's battery, which had been lost in the battle of the preceding day. The 10-pounder Parrott gun, which the Rebels captured last fall at Carrion Crow, was also retaken. Five hundred prisoners, all the dead and wounded, three battle-standards, and a large number of small arms, fell into our hands. Our victorious army slept upon the battle-field, which was one of the bloodiest of tile war. Gen. M. M. Parsons, of Mo., was among the Rebel killed. The fall of the brave Col. Benedict--wounded a second time, and now mortally, as he charged at the head of his brigade, with a shout of triumph on his lips — was part of the cost of this unden
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 5. (ed. Frank Moore), Traitorous and incendiary Legends. (search)
nion by the fact that all the writings are in the neighborhood of the lamps. From the amount of writing, and the size of the letters, grant it to have been performed by one hand, it is computed that it could not have occupied the writer less than an hour, that is, from eleven to twelve o'clock. Where, it is on every hand asked, where, during that dull hour of the watch, were the much vaunted, highly paid (four dollars per diem and perquisites) detectives? Where was Rossvally? Where was Rob Crow? That the writer was an indifferent poet and an illiterate and blasphemous man, there can be but one opinion among those who scan the writing on the walls. On Purcell, Ladd & Co.'s east wall: On Yorktown's walls the cry is still they come. Change your bells into cannon, and charge with confederate 5‘s. Southern Lexicon covered with glory: Pinks of chivalry. The Lord is on our side, but, in consequence of pressing engagements elsewhere, could not attend at Pea Ridge,
to the timber, on reaching which, a large portion broke and fled, fully two thousand throwing aside their arms. In this charge, Taylor's battery was retaken, as were also two of the guns of Nim's battery, the Parrott gun taken from us at Carrion Crow last fall, and one or two others belonging to the rebels, one of which was considerably shattered, beside seven hundred prisoners. A pursuit and desultory fight was kept up for three miles, when our men returned to the field of battle. And thusured Taylor's battery, which had been lost in the earlier part of the action, and retook two guns of Nim's battery, which had been lost in the battle of the preceding day. The ten-pound Parrott gun which the rebels captured last fall at Carrion Crow was also retaken. Five hundred prisoners, all the dead and wounded, three battle-standards, and a large number of small-arms, fell into our hands. Our victorious army slept upon the battle-field, which was one of the bloodiest of the war.
n o'clock I received a despatch from Colonel Lazare directed to you, of which the following is a copy: October 26, o'clock A. M. Colonel Boyd: Yours of the seven and ten o'clock, twenty-fourth, reached me at ten last night. I cannot reach Pittman's Ferry and find out what is at Thomasville before twenty-ninth. Will be there. We scattered Boone's men in every direction yesterday, killing six or eight, eighteen prisoners, twenty-five guns and twelve horses. They are all come up but Crow's company, who has gone east of Current River. B. Lazare, Lieut.-Colonel Commanding. I immediately recalled the scouting-parties, and crossed my command, with the exception of the artillery and Capt. Aaughn's men, over the river. Late in the evening, I received another despatch from Lazare, by Lieut. Going, informing me verbally, that he was marching from the direction of Thomasville, on the Pocahontas road, and would be ready to cooperate with me at any time after midnight. This road l
he Goveinar Ramesy know this. I have great many prisneer women and childun it aint all our fault the Winnebagoes was in the engagement, two of them was killed. I want you to give me answer by barer all at present. Yours truly  his  little+Crow, mark Addressed to Governor H. H. Sibley, Esq., Fort Ridgley. I have questioned the two men very closely with reference to the prisoners, their number and condition, the location of the Indian camp, the intention of the leaders, and stated all of the lower bands, were in favor of giving up the white prisoners, but the upper Indians object, which brought on a general wrangle between them. To-day I send back the bearer of the truce flag, with a note in these words: little Crow: You have murdered many of our people without, any sufficient cause. Return me the prisoners under a flag of truce, and I will talk to you like a man. H. H. Sibley, Colonel, commanding Military Expedition. I am very anxious to secure the saf
derate batteries while attempting to run past Port Hudson, her signal officer, working, meanwhile, in the maintop. As the running of the batteries was thus found to be too dangerous, the vessel dropped back and the signal officer suggested that he occupy the very tip of the highest mast for his working perch, which was fitted up, one hundred and sixty feet above the water. From this great height it was barely possible to signal over the highland occupied by the foe, and thus maintain Crow's nest—signal tower to the right of Bermuda hundred At headquarters of 14th N. Y. Heavy artillery near Petersburg The Peeble's farm signal tower near Petersburg The signal tower near point of rocks uninterrupted communication and essential cooperation between the fleets of the central and lower Mississippi. The most dramatic use of the Signal Corps was connected with the successful defense of Allatoona, Sherman's reserve depot in which were stored three millions of rations, practic
pounds at the rate of 3 miles per hour, 125 × 3 x 8 = 3,000 pounds one mile in a day. Multiply this amount by the number of feet in a mile, and divide the product by the number of minutes in 8 hours; the result is 33,000, which stands for the number of pounds raised one foot per minute, and this is now the admitted measure of a horse power. An′i-mals. In the nomenclature of the mechanic arts, the names of animals have not been entirely overlooked e. g.: — Ass.Cricket.Hound.Rat. Bear.Crow.Jack.Seal. Bee.Dog.Jenny.Serpent. Beetle.Dolphin.Kite.Skate. Buck.Drill.Leech.Slug. Buffalo.Fish.Lizard.Snail. Bull-dog.Fly.Mole.Sole. Butterfly.Fox.Monkey.Starling. Camel.Frog.Mouse.Swift. Cat.Goose.Mule.Throstle. Cock.Hawk.Pig.Turtle. Cow.Hedgehog.Pike.Urchin. Crab.Hog.Ram.Worm. Crane.Horse. Each of these useful animals is described in its alphabetical place. Ani-mal trap. A device for catching animals. There are numerous varieties; some to set in the path of the anim
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