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Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 2., Chapter 5: military and naval operations on the coast of South Carolina.--military operations on the line of the Potomac River. (search)
y church, in the city of New York, beneath its great flag that floated from its spire, rang out two changes on eight bells, and twelve airs, under the direction of Mr. Ayliffe, the celebrated chimist. The airs were as follows: Hail Columbia; Yankee Doodle; Air from Child of the regiment; Rome,. Sweet Home; Last Rose of Summer; Evening Bells; Star Spangled Banner Airs by De Beriot; Airs from Fra. Diavolo ; Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean; Hail Columbia; and Yankee Doodle. The Secretaries of Yankee Doodle. The Secretaries of War and of the Navy publicly tendered to the commanders of the expedition and to their men thanks, and the latter issued a General Order on the 16th of November, in which it was directed that a national salute should be fired from each navy-yard at meridian on the day after the reception, to commemorate the signal victory. A thrill pervaded the loyal land When the gladdening tidings came to hand; Each heart felt joy's emotion! The clouds of gloom and doubt dispersed, The sun of hope through
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 2., Chapter 8: the siege and capture of Fort Donelson. (search)
a century, was the triumphal entry into the Fort on Sunday morning. . . . The sight from the highest point in the fort, commanding a view of both river and camp, was imposing. There were on one side regiment after regiment pouring in, their flags floating gayly in the wind; some of them which had been rent and faded on the fields of Mexico, and others with Springfield emblazoned on their folds; one magnificent brass band pouring out the melodies of Hail Columbia, Star Spangled Banner, Yankee Doodle, etc., in such style as the gazing captives had never heard, even in the palmy days of peace. On the other was a spectacle which surpasses all description. The narrow Cumberland seemed alive with steamers. First came the gun-boats, firing salutes; then came little black tugs, snorting their acclamations; and after them the vast fleet of transports, pouring out volumes of black smoke, their banners floating gayly in the breeze, firing salutes, their decks covered with people sending de
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 3., Chapter 17: Sherman's March through the Carolinas.--the capture of Fort Fisher. (search)
g of the troops. The bombardment continued seven hours without intermission. At a little past noon the transports moved within eight hundred yards of the shore, and soon afterward, when the batteries in front were silenced, the launches were prepared, and a part of Ames's division, or about one-third of the troops were landed. General Curtis was the first to reach the shore, and plant the flag on a deserted battery, when loud cheers went up from the transports, and the bands struck up Yankee Doodle. It was then about three o'clock. The Malvern passed by the Ben Deford, and Admiral Porter, standing on the wheel-house of his flag-ship, called out to General Butler, saying: There is not a rebel within five miles of the fort. You have nothing to do but to march in and take it. This was a grave mistake, and led the Admiral to make most unkind reflections upon the military commander in his report two days afterward. In his dispatch to the Secretary of the Navy, December 27th, he spo
Charles Congdon, Tribune Essays: Leading Articles Contributing to the New York Tribune from 1857 to 1863. (ed. Horace Greeley), Modern Chivalry — a Manifesto. (search)
Rio Nueces by the 15th of September--there to organize and await the action of our friends in Mexico. There will be a pleasant march — there will be just fighting enough to sustain the interest of the expedition — and then for a revel in the Halls of Montezuma, with no end of liquor and ladies! We can see Sir George now, in our mind's eye, with a monopoly of two señoritas and a private bottle of aguardiente, surrounded by the chiefs of his army, and martially and melodiously whistling Yankee Doodle. If this will not give Mexico rank among nations, we do not know what will. What the rank will be we leave the reader to determine. But Sir George, like a prudent commander, directs his Golden Knights not to come to the south bank of the Rio Nueces empty-handed. They are requested to bring with them wagons, mules, oxen, horses, cattle spades and blankets. Nothing is said of two towels and a spoon. Perhaps the last is at least included under the general head of instruments, which
Admiral David D. Porter, The Naval History of the Civil War., chapter 48 (search)
ssed nothing but the clothes they stood in, and that they were entitled to all the courtesy a generous nation could give them. They forgot, for a time, that the people whom they were attempting to ridicule were wont to remember injuries and wrongs received, and sooner or later to find a (lay of reckoning. The day of reckoning for these insults came when the Americans received an indemnity of $15,000,000 for the pranks of the Alabama and Florida, which the Englishmen paid to the tune of Yankee Doodle, at a time when the reunited States had adopted Dixie as one of its national airs. Soon after leaving port the Alabama fell in with the American ship Golden Rule, from New York, bound to Aspinwall. The island of San Domingo was sufficiently near to allow its inhabitants to witness a splendid bonfire. Semmes says in his journal: A looker — on upon that conflagration would have seen a beautiful picture, for, besides the burning ship, there were the two islands mentioned, sleeping
t we deny to native-born Americans. I think it wrong and tyrannical for one class of persons — sometimes citizens of foreign birth — to vote for, disfranchise, whip, sell, buy, breed for market, and otherwise degrade the colored natives of our Southern soil. I regard the decision of Judge Taney, and his brethren, as not infamous only, but insulting to our national character. I would extend to all Americans, without distinction of color or creed, the inalienable birthright of whistling Yankee Doodle, and hurrahing, with heart-felt emphasis, on the Fourth of July, and after every presidential election-unless Buchanan is again a successful candidate. I am an Abolitionist-and something more. I am in favor, not only of abolishing the Curse, but of making reparation for the Crime. Not an Abolitionist only, but a Reparationist. The negroes, I hold, have not merely the inalienable right to be free, but the legal right of compensation for their hitherto unrequited services to the Sout
gstreet, confronting Weitzel, had at length suspected the true character of Grant's strategy, and had himself, with a part of his force, moved southward to the help of Lee at Petersburg. Weitzel, however, persisted in speaking daggers, but using none; and, throughout the memorable Sunday evening of the Rebel Hegira, though his guns were silent, his bands were vocal far into the night, treating our friends behind the opposite intrenchments with variations and iterations of Hail Columbia, Yankee Doodle, and The star-spangled Banner, in utter disregard of Shakspeare's dictum averring a natural antagonism between Treason and Melody. No one on our side seems to have suspected that the Rebel soldiery were even then stealthily withdrawing from their works in our front, preparatory to hastening after their comrades who had already filed hurriedly and dolefully out of the opposite portals of Richmond. At length, our musicians having played the soldiers to sleep, had themselves sunk also t
It is a curious coincidence that the first regiment of Massachusetts volunteers passed through Baltimore on June 17, as the first regiment of militia passed through on April 19. Had there been any hostile demonstrations on the part of the roughs, the boys would have remembered Bunker Hill. They threw out neither advance nor rear guard, the colonel saying that they should repulse any attack with the whole body. The band played on the march Yankee Doodle. Hail Columbia, and The Star-Spangled Banner. --Boston Advertiser, June 26.
a New Yankee Doodle. by J. R. Gilmore. Yankee Doodle came to town, To view “the situation,” And cried, “as sure's you're born, I still am Yankee Doodle.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. He found thYankee Doodle, &c. He found the ragged Southern loons, A-training like tarnation, They'd stolen all his silver spoons And rifled 't, at home, Allow amalgamation.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. The British lion slyly eyed His bale right, To keep away starvation.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. “Hands off! hands off! good cousin John,” Said quiet Yankee Doodle, “I am no braggart cotton don, Who'll bear the system feudal; I'll, You love the Institution! ” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. “False words and deeds, to high andt, And drive you from the ocean.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. “And if, in league with her of Spawed all, I know the meed of honest praise Will rest on Yankee Doodle.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c. wed all, I know the meed of honest praise Will rest on Yankee Doodle.” chorus.--Yankee Doodle, &c.
100. Yankee Doodle on the crisis. You may talk about your “Dixie's Land,” And sing it like a noodle; The good old tune for North and South, Is famous Yankee Doodle! Yankee Doodle made a name On Yankee Doodle! Yankee Doodle made a name On many a sea and shore, sire; Secession won't eclipse his fame-- He'll only do it more, sirs! Now Dixie's Land is in ferment With their Yancey and their Cobb, sirs; They're plunging in, on ruin bent, AYankee Doodle made a name On many a sea and shore, sire; Secession won't eclipse his fame-- He'll only do it more, sirs! Now Dixie's Land is in ferment With their Yancey and their Cobb, sirs; They're plunging in, on ruin bent, And raising the very hob, sirs. Yankee Doodle hears the noise-- The American eagle flutters; He says, “Now just be quiet, boys-- Deuce take the one that mutters.” Yankee Doodle is the boy Will make 'Yankee Doodle hears the noise-- The American eagle flutters; He says, “Now just be quiet, boys-- Deuce take the one that mutters.” Yankee Doodle is the boy Will make 'em stop their treason, If they will only hold their jaw, And hear a little reason. Have we forgot our country's flag, And all her natal glory, To palm it off for a dirty rag, Unknown in song or storyYankee Doodle is the boy Will make 'em stop their treason, If they will only hold their jaw, And hear a little reason. Have we forgot our country's flag, And all her natal glory, To palm it off for a dirty rag, Unknown in song or story? Your rattlesnakes and pelicans Are not the kind of bunting That Perry and Decatur bore, When pirates they were hunting. So tear your traitorous ensigns down, Run up the Stars and Stripes, sir
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