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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 14 0 Browse Search
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4. the flag of Fort Sumter. “We have humbled the Flag of the United States.” [Gov. Pickens. Our banner humbled!--when it flew Above the band that fought so well, And not, till hope's last ray withdrew, Before the traitors' cannon fell! No, Anderson! with loud acclaim We hail thee hero of the hour When circling batteries poured their flame Against thy solitary tower. Stood Lacedaemon then less proud, When her three hundred heroes, slain, No road but o'er their breasts allowed To Xerxes and his servile train? Or does New England blush to show Yon hill, though victory crowned it not-- Though Warren fell before the foe, And Putnam left the bloody spot? The voices of earth's noblest fields With the deep voice within unite-- 'Tis not success true honor yields, But faithful courage for the right. Keep, then proud foe, the crumbled tower, From those brave few by thousands torn, But keep in silence, lest the hour Should come for vengeance on your scorn. Yet I could weep; for where
tterest of Anti-Republicans, does not hesitate to assure Southern men that the Free States are forgetting all political parties and uniting as one man for the Union. Talking with a South Carolina Commissioner, the latter is reported to have told him that if Massachusetts should send 10,000 men to preserve the Union against Southern secession, she would have to fight twice the number of her own citizens at home, who would oppose the policy. By no means, Mr. Butler replied; when we come from Massachusetts we will leave not a single traitor behind, unless he is hanging upon a tree. Private accounts from Charleston state that a thousand negroes are engaged in the erection of fortifications in the harbor, and that the channels leading to Fort Sumter have been obstructed by sunken vessels, and the buoys removed. Also that Governor Pickens has received the offer of 10,000 volunteers from without the State, who hold themselves in readiness to march at a minute's warning. --Times, Jan. 3.
has the following editorial paragraph: We learn, through a private letter, from a perfectly responsible. source in Charleston, that the other day a body of twenty minute-men from the country entered a large private house in that city and demanded dinner. A dinner was given them, and then they demanded ten dollars each, saying that they had not come to Charleston for nothing; and the money was furnished also. Another fact of still greater significance has come to our knowledge. Governor Pickens has written to an officer of high rank in the United States army, a native of South Carolina, who is loyal to the stars and stripes, requesting him to come to Charleston and protect them from the mob. The officer has declined, saying that he can serve his country elsewhere, and that he does not wish to have any part in the proceedings now going forward in that State. The Baltimore Clipper has information of a similar character. It says: We learn, by the fresh arrival of a ston
uld almost inevitably lead to bloodshed, and before resorting to it, the Administration would be constrained to expect that alternative. Even if successful without great loss of life, nothing would be gained but the retention of a fortress which has only a local value in protecting Charleston, and is of no national moment whatever. Capt. Fox is fully impressed with the courage, integrity and sincerity of Major Anderson, with whom, however, his communication was necessarily limited, as Gov. Pickens sent Capt. Hartstein, late of our Navy, as an escort with him to the fort, who kept within earshot during most of the interview, or at least, near enough to prevent any free communication. He considers that the fort can be reinforced either by a military operation, which, of course, would require a force not at the disposal of the President, or by the strategy already referred to, with its attendant hazards of a desperate conflict. The supply of provisions now in the garrison, will prob
It is going to be the very mischief to run the Lincolnites off Santa Rosa Island if they don't want to go. We may and will make Fort Pickens hot for them, but they have plenty of men, and can get as many more as Lincoln can send them; when Pickens is rendered untenable, they can entrench themselves — beyond the reach of our batteries, if they like, and so keep up their camp as long as they please, or until we leave the mainland to attack them in their strong-hold. We cannot starve them out without a naval force superior to that at their command. So we shall have to keep a strong force on hand to watch this nest of impudent fellows right under our noses. The knocking to pieces of Fort Pickens will not be getting rid of them if they are of a mind to stay on the island. There is plenty of sand there for batteries, and our reports show that the enemy is using it to fortify his lines.--Mobile Adv., April 23.
83. songs of the rebels. Song for the Times. written for the ladies' military Fair, New Orleans. Go, soldiers! arm you for the fight; God shield the. cause of Justice, Right; May all return with victory crowned; May every heart with joy abound; May each deserve the laurel crown, Nor one to meet his lady's frown. May each deserve his lady's kiss;-- His gun ne'er find its aim amiss; May Pickens' Fort at once be ours; May glory bright await the hours; May every foeman take to flight I To arms, then, soldiers! for the fight. To arms, ye brave! your homes are dear; To arms! the foe is very near. Your country calls — your cause is good; To arms, who have fair lady woo'd! To arms, if you would know the joy Of her esteem, without alloy. To arms! the Fort must now be ours; Then fight and work with all your powers; Let wreaths immortal crown your graves-- The surging surf and foaming waves Your requiem sing. Oh, soldiers dear, For you who fall we'll drop a tear. Your cause
bless your loyal heart! But younger men are in the field, and claim to have their part; They'll plant our sacred banner in each rebellious town, And woe; henceforth, to any hand that dares to pull it down!” VII. “But, General,” --still persisting, the weeping veteran cried, “I'm young enough to follow, so long as you're my guide; And some, you know, must bite the dust, and that, at least, can I; So, give the young ones place to fight, but me a place to die! VIII. ”If they should fire on Pickens, let the Colonel in command Put me upon the rampart, with the flag-staff in my hand; No odds how hot the cannon-smoke, or how the shells may fly; I'll hold the Stars and Stripes aloft, and hold them till I die! IX. ”I'm ready, General, so you let a post to me be given, Where Washington can see me, as he looks from highest heaven, And say to Putnam at his side, or, may-be, General Wayne, There stands old Billy Johnson, that fought at Lundy's Lane! X. ”And when the fight is hottest,