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Admiral David D. Porter, The Naval History of the Civil War., chapter 48 (search)
Semmes now ordered all steam and sail to be crowded on the Alabama, while his crew became greatly excited, thinking from the strangers' firing a gun that a fight was about to ensue. It was midnight before the Alabama overhauled the chase, which loomed up very large in the darkness. The ship had a white streak like a man-of-war, and with a night glass five guns could be seen protruding through her side. A voice from the Alabama cried out: What ship is that? Her Britannic Majesty's ship Diomede! was the reply. When the British officer was informed that the pursuing vessel was the Confederate States steamer Alabama, he remarked: I suspected as much when I saw you making sail by the light of the burning ship. It may be remarked that Semmes did not ask to see the stranger's commission, to ascertain whether he was really one of her Majesty's cruisers, and his sailors were somewhat uneasy at their proximity to a British ship-of-war, as a search might have taken place for deserter
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 45: (search)
About midnight we overhauled the stranger near enough to speak her. She loomed up terribly large as we approached. She was painted black, with a white streak around her waist, man-of-war fashion, and we could count, with the aid of our night-glasses, five guns of a side frowning through her ports. What ship is that? now thundered my first lieutenant through his trumpet. This is her Britannic Majesty's ship, Diomede! came back in reply very quietly. What ship is that? now asked the Diomede. This is the Confederate States steamer Alabama. I suspected as much, said the officer, when I saw you making sail, by the light of the burning ship. A little friendly chat now ensued, when we sheared off, and permitted her Britannic Majesty's frigate to proceed, without insisting upon an examination of her papers; and the sailors slunk below, one by one, to their hammocks, disappointed that they had neither caught the Flying Dutchman, a California clipper, or a fight. The next day, an
The Daily Dispatch: March 9, 1861., [Electronic resource], An important letter. (search)
n union of all the powers of Europe against a single power of Asia. Each made an indelible impression upon the ages which succeeded it. The incidents of each bore a close resemblance. The story of Agamemnon, whose wife, tired of her long quasi widowhood, took another in his absence, and murdered him when he returned — the history of Ulysses, whose spouse was beset by suitors, while he was wandering over the seas, instead of staying at home and attending to his own affairs — the history of Diomede, driven from home by his wife, and the substitute for her husband whom she had taken during his absence — all these are but the histories of hundreds of Knights, who left behind house, lands, and family, to engage in a wild and ruinous war, and returned to find themselves undone forever. The crusades gave rise to the race of bards, who sung the exploits of their patrons at every feast.--Such was Blondel, the bard of the Lionhearted Richard. Such, in the splendid novel of Scott, was Cradwal<