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The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], From the North. (search)
not, and would not become, a worshipper among the negro worshippers, and they resolved to immelate him. Hence the cutting up of his Potomac army into three or four separate camps, to make room for two or three military politicians.--Hence the late disastrous repulse of Gen. Banks from the Shenandoah Valley, and the general disarrangement of all those beautiful plans which were to supersede the plans of Gen. McClellan for the recovery of Richmond and the State of Virginia to the Union. Mr. Senator Wilson and his radical associates had decreed that no more troops were wanted, and recruiting had been for some time suspended, when this repulse of Gen. Banks fell like a bomb-shell into the War Office. Mr. Secretary Stanton was thus persuaded of the expediency of calling out fifty thousand additional troops. But why not one hundred and fifty, or two hundred thousand, in order to bring this war to an end it once? With this additional force on hand a month ago, Richmond. Savannah, Mo
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], The lines. (search)
Man Shat. --A man named J. Walton, a member of the Georgia Battalion, who was imprisoned in the guard-house of the Western District, corner of 6th and Cary streets, as a deserter, was shot twice on Sunday night, while attempting to escape, and died of the wounds received, one of which was through his right lag and the other through the body. A notorious desperade named Summerfield, alias Wilson, who was in the same room with Walton, in the foursh story of the building had succeeded in divesting himself of certain frons which encircled both his wrists and ankles and cluding the observation of two guards stationed below, had made good his escape to parts unknown. Walton attempted to follow, and was lowering himself from the window, when he was bulled and told to go back. Refusing, the sentinal raised his place and sent a ball through his leg. Still paraisting another sentry "took a crack" also, and the party fell en a shed below, but was caught before falling off of it. The last
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], From the North. (search)
not, and would not become, a worshipper among the negro worshippers, and they resolved to immelate him. Hence the cutting up of his Potomac army into three or four separate camps, to make room for two or three military politicians.--Hence the late disastrous repulse of Gen. Banks from the Shenandoah Valley, and the general disarrangement of all those beautiful plans which were to supersede the plans of Gen. McClellan for the recovery of Richmond and the State of Virginia to the Union. Mr. Senator Wilson and his radical associates had decreed that no more troops were wanted, and recruiting had been for some time suspended, when this repulse of Gen. Banks fell like a bomb-shell into the War Office. Mr. Secretary Stanton was thus persuaded of the expediency of calling out fifty thousand additional troops. But why not one hundred and fifty, or two hundred thousand, in order to bring this war to an end it once? With this additional force on hand a month ago, Richmond. Savannah, Mo
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], The lines. (search)
Man Shat. --A man named J. Walton, a member of the Georgia Battalion, who was imprisoned in the guard-house of the Western District, corner of 6th and Cary streets, as a deserter, was shot twice on Sunday night, while attempting to escape, and died of the wounds received, one of which was through his right lag and the other through the body. A notorious desperade named Summerfield, alias Wilson, who was in the same room with Walton, in the foursh story of the building had succeeded in divesting himself of certain frons which encircled both his wrists and ankles and cluding the observation of two guards stationed below, had made good his escape to parts unknown. Walton attempted to follow, and was lowering himself from the window, when he was bulled and told to go back. Refusing, the sentinal raised his place and sent a ball through his leg. Still paraisting another sentry "took a crack" also, and the party fell en a shed below, but was caught before falling off of it. The last
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], From the North. (search)
not, and would not become, a worshipper among the negro worshippers, and they resolved to immelate him. Hence the cutting up of his Potomac army into three or four separate camps, to make room for two or three military politicians.--Hence the late disastrous repulse of Gen. Banks from the Shenandoah Valley, and the general disarrangement of all those beautiful plans which were to supersede the plans of Gen. McClellan for the recovery of Richmond and the State of Virginia to the Union. Mr. Senator Wilson and his radical associates had decreed that no more troops were wanted, and recruiting had been for some time suspended, when this repulse of Gen. Banks fell like a bomb-shell into the War Office. Mr. Secretary Stanton was thus persuaded of the expediency of calling out fifty thousand additional troops. But why not one hundred and fifty, or two hundred thousand, in order to bring this war to an end it once? With this additional force on hand a month ago, Richmond. Savannah, Mo
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], The lines. (search)
Man Shat. --A man named J. Walton, a member of the Georgia Battalion, who was imprisoned in the guard-house of the Western District, corner of 6th and Cary streets, as a deserter, was shot twice on Sunday night, while attempting to escape, and died of the wounds received, one of which was through his right lag and the other through the body. A notorious desperade named Summerfield, alias Wilson, who was in the same room with Walton, in the foursh story of the building had succeeded in divesting himself of certain frons which encircled both his wrists and ankles and cluding the observation of two guards stationed below, had made good his escape to parts unknown. Walton attempted to follow, and was lowering himself from the window, when he was bulled and told to go back. Refusing, the sentinal raised his place and sent a ball through his leg. Still paraisting another sentry "took a crack" also, and the party fell en a shed below, but was caught before falling off of it. The last