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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 740 208 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 9. (ed. Frank Moore) 428 0 Browse Search
Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative 383 1 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 3. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 366 0 Browse Search
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Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson 236 0 Browse Search
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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Our country's call. (search)
your Stripes and Stars Flouted by the three broad bars, And cold-blooded feel! There the rebel banner floats! Tyrants, vanquished by your votes, Spring, like bloodhounds, at your throats; Let them bite your steel! With no traitor at their head; By no braggart coward led, By no hero caught abed, While he dreams of flight; By no “Young Napoleons,” Kept at bay by wooden guns, Shall our brothers and our sons, Be held back from fight! Like a whirlwind in its course, Shall again a rebel force, Jackson's foot or Stuart's horse, Pass our sleepy posts; Roam, like Satan, “to and fro,” And our Laggard let them go? No! in thunder answer, “No! By the Lord of Hosts!” With the Lord of Hosts we fight, For his Freedom, Law, and Right-- Strike for these, and his all-might Shall with victory crown Loyal brows, alive or dead, Crush each crawling Copperhead, And, in bloody battle, tread This rebellion down! Talk of “Peace” in hours like this! 'Tis Iscariot's traitor kiss! 'Tis the Old Serpe
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 21 (search)
Another cross in the sky. A well-defined cross was seen in the sky a few nights since. A correspondent of the Wilmington (N. C.) Journal, writing from Kingston, N. C., gives the following description of the phenomena: The moon rose cloudless. At a little before seven o'clock, two bright spots, some twelve degrees, (quarter in extent?) were visible, one north and the other south, and immediately thereafter a cross was seen in the heavens, the moon joining the four arms of the cross. About half-past 8 o'clock the northern light went out, but the cross and the spot to the south remained until past ten, when I retired. Can any one tell when the cross has appeared before since the days of Constantine, when the letters of I. H. S. accompanied the sign? The Jackson (Miss) Crisis, Feb. 23.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Incidents of Grierson's raid. (search)
interested in the proceeding, suddenly burst out with: Well, boys, I can't say I have any thing against you. I don't know but that on the whole I rather like you. You have not taken any thing of mine except a little corn for your horses, and that you are welcome to. I have heard of you all over the country. You are doing the boldest thing ever done. But you'll be trapped, though; you'll be trapped, mark me. At another place, where the men thought it advisable to represent themselves as Jackson's cavalry, a whole company was very graciously entertained by a strong secession lady, who insisted on whipping a negro because he did not bring the hoecakes fast enough. On one occasion, seven of Colonel Grierson's scouts stopped at the house of a wealthy planter to feed their jaded horses. Upon ascertaining that he had been doing a little guerrilla business on his own account, our men encouraged him to the belief that, as they were the invincible Van Dorn cavalry, they would soon catc
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The surrender of Vioksburgh. (search)
l spectacle, and these foes of ours, traitors and enemies of liberty and civilization though they be, are brave, as many a hard-fought field can well attest. They marched out of their intrenchments by regiments upon the grassy declivity immediately outside their fort; they stacked their arms, hung their colors upon the centre, laid off their knapsacks, belts, cartridge-boxes and cap-pouches, and thus shorn of the accoutrements of the soldier returned inside their works, and thence down the Jackson road into the city. The men went through the ceremony with that downcast look so touching on a soldier's face; not a word was spoken; there was none of that gay badinage we are so much accustomed to hear from the ranks of regiments marching through our streets; the few words of command necessary were given by their own officers in that low tone of voice we hear used at funerals. Generals McPherson, Logan, and Forney, attended by their respective staffs, stood on the rebel breastworks over
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Organized resistance to the Confederacy in Louisiana. (search)
losed. I also beg leave to submit the following facts: That the entire lake coast of St. Tammany, over sixty miles in width, is left unguarded, and daily communication is kept up with the enemy in New-Orleans; that cotton and other contrabands are shipped to the enemy to any extent the people may see proper. I saw many loads of cotton being hauled for shipment to New-Orleans. There is a steamer by the name of the Charles Rust, Captain J. Johnson, plying between the lower landings of Pearl River and some of the counties in the State of Mississippi. Upon the return trip she brings cotton to the lower landings, from thence it is shipped to New-Orleans. Negroes are constantly leaving Washington and Fort Tammany Parishes, Louisiana, and Hancock and Pike counties, Mississippi, and the people think they will all leave if there is not sufficient force sent to protect the coast. I find the people much exposed to the depredations of this band, and I ask in behalf of the citizens of