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The Daily Dispatch: may 20, 1862., [Electronic resource], The destruction of the "Virginia." (search)
ayor was treating for its surrender. On returning to the ship, he found that Craney Island and all the other batteries on the river had been abandoned. It was now seven o'clock in the evening, and this unexpected information rendered prompt measures necessary for the safety of the Virginia. The pilots had assured me that they could take the ship, with a draft of eighteen feet, to within forty miles of Richmond. This the chief pilot, Mr. Parrish, and his chief assistant, Mr. Wright, had asserted again and again; and on the afternoon of the 7th, in my cabin, in the presence of Commodore Hollins and Capt. Sterrett, in reply to a question of mine, they both emphatically declared their ability to do so. Confiding in these assurances, and, after consulting with the First and Flag Lieutenants, and learning that the officers, generally, thought it the most judicious course, I determined to lighten the ship at once and run up the river for the protection of Richmond.
The Daily Dispatch: may 20, 1862., [Electronic resource], War Matters (search)
f indifference to danger that could not have been surpassed by Southern troops. The citizens were entirely defenseless, and there were no soldiers to "molest them or make them afraid. " Had there been a parties leader, with the spirit of a Marion, anywhere about, the Dismal Swamp would have been ambushed, and not a Yankee horseman would have returned to Norfolk to tell the fate of the fellows. One cavalry company could have bagged the whole party without difficulty. The bare mention of Col. Wright's Take Georgia regiment, by a shrewd negro boy whom they attempted to catechize, cause a rush to the saddle and a stampede towards Portsmouth which was ludicrous in the extreme. On Wednesday, only eight of the invaders returned to Suffolk, demanded the keys of the jail, released every prisoner, quartered their liberated felons and themselves on a respectable citizen, impressed the wagon of another to drag their filthy persons to Portsmouth, and then left at leisure. The enemy in