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The Daily Dispatch: August 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], Southern independence. (search)
Acquitted. --Washington Jenkins, arraigned before the Mayor yesterday for a demonstration of a fistic nature, against Joseph Russell, in the 1st Market-House, was acquitted. Jas. T. Lambert was acquitted of an assault on Andrew Forsyth, a wounded soldier.
The Daily Dispatch: August 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], Contributions for the sick and wounded (search)
nts which I have read of the battle. The gallant 5th South Carolina Regiment behaved with a bravery and determination which entitles them to one of the brightest pages in the history of the battle of Manassas. Though exposed to as hot a fire as any seen that day in other portions of the field, they stood unwavering under the constant rain of shell and shot, which the enemy poured incessantly upon them; and had the occasion required, or even permitted, would, I am confident, have charged without hesitation upon the immensely superior forces of the enemy, which occupied such an advantageous position on the hill. The name of the gallant Col. Jenkins is one which has become dear to every one under his command, and respected by those who have had occasion to judge of his high military acquirements, as well as his unflinching courage upon the battle-field. Under such officers as him, men will always march, probably to victory, but certainly to honor. Believe me ever yours, truly, C.
The Daily Dispatch: August 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 16 (search)
eak out in decisive tones, declaring that such proceedings will not longer be endured. Let the authorities at Washington take heed in time. The public want no more Big Bethels, Bull Runs, or even such slaughters as have lost them the gallant Gen. Lyon. Lincoln Puts on a Clean Shirt. We had entirely lost sight of the sentimental Nathaniel Potiphar Willis since the commencement of the war, until a day or two since, when we ascertained that he is sustaining the character of a true "Jenkins" in the city of Washington. He was loafing about the grounds of the Presidential mansion on the day of the Prince Napoleon's visit, and his description of what he saw beat anything we ever read. A small dose is sufficient to produce nausea: I chanced to be one of three who occupied, for the last half hour of the performance, a long settee, which stood opposite the Presidential mansion — not the least interesting portion of the beautiful picture before us being a chance view of the P