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The Daily Dispatch: September 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], From the North. (search)
explicitly states, engaged in the fight. He distinctly saw a large bully negro step up to officer Mills, who was mounted, and demand his surrender. He received a bullet through his skull for his impudence. The running off of the steamer Planter from Charleston. An association of negroes called the "Freedmen's Society," met in New York last week, many whites being at the meeting Several speeches were made, a one of which it was stated that a negro woman who had earned $50 at Hilton Head, S. C., was robbed of it by a Yankee while on her way to New York. Robert Small, the negro who ran the steamer Planter from the wharf at Charleston, and who is quite a lion at the North, gave the following account of his exploit. He said I feel proud to stand before a congregation of white folk. I suppose I am called to tell the story of my escape from Charleston, I do it with the greatest pleasure in the world. A hist from a shipmate led me to think about making my escape; I thought
The Daily Dispatch: September 25, 1862., [Electronic resource], From the North. (search)
be broken every morning, in the columns of the Herald, let the events of the preceding day have been what they may. Good or evil fortune, victory or defeat, make no change in the diurnal fatality by which it is haunted. "The backbone of the rebellion is broken." No triumph of its arms, no success in a pitched field, no capture of whole armies by its troops, can preserve this important part of the rebellion's body from a mortal fracture once in twenty-four hours. Whether it be Manassas or Hilton Head, Fort Donelson or Richmond, Nashville or Harper's Ferry, the result is still the same--"The backbone of the rebellion is broken!" Nothing can enable the rebellion to escape that horrible sentence. There is scarcely a man in the whole Yankee army, from Halleck at Washington down to the lowest corporal in the most remote part of the Confederacy, who has not, in his time, had the pleasure of breaking this extraordinary backbone. But the man who, according to the Herald, has performed t