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J. E. Johnston (search for this): article 1
er and faster, till finally Col. S.--e came; on being halted by the sentinel he exclaimed, "my G — d, sentinel, don't stop a man in these times; if another of you d — i scoundrels do it, I'll blow your brains out." The queries of the sentinels succeeded, "vanish tide matter?" "bill dey never come to relieve us?" At last a messenger came flying, shouting the Secessionists have the roads" Conceive then of our feelings. We could do nothing but roll on the floor shouting, easy, "Jeff Davis," "Johnston," "Jackson," the 21 Regiment are coming; then we talked of preparations to be made for Southern troops, that we believed approaching. All night the same confusion. Doubleday's battery (on which every foreigner "shwearsde victory") acted the double-flying artillery. Amid all not a drum was heard, notwithstanding the profusion of said instruments. Daylight came and still they fled; by ten o'clock on Sunday nothing of them remained save a pair of Uncle Sam's pants, precipitated from a Yank
Patterson (search for this): article 1
Charlestown being twenty two miles from Winchester and Bunker Hill thirteen. We knew it to be a retreat, and were no less amused than amazed to hear them say, "the rebels would not stand fight." It is the opinion here that the Yankees, led by Patterson, (now by Banks, as we hear Patterson has been displaced, being guilty of divers gentlemanly acts — for example, restoring negroes, paying for forage, &c.,) are not intended to but devastate the country. Passing over much, I now pause at tPatterson has been displaced, being guilty of divers gentlemanly acts — for example, restoring negroes, paying for forage, &c.,) are not intended to but devastate the country. Passing over much, I now pause at the grand "negira of Saturday night." Being constantly on the qui vive, and not surprised at anything, we noticed an unusual amount of riding at ten o'clock. The Southern moon hosted sympathizing above us, showering bright silver rays, till the whole town was steeped in moonlight. While we could see them distinctly, the Yankees used lighted lamps.--the purpose remains a mystery. Our first observation revealed to us the use of the high projections in the centre of the front of their saddles: th
Yankee Doodle (search for this): article 1
houses, festering the doors and blinds, we repaired to the second story to peep at live Yankees. How long the Major-General, or what not, spied, we were unable to say; but the street bring unobstructed by man, woman of child, down came. "Yankee Doodle into town, Flapping on their ponies." "Drums, bugles; drums, fifes; drums, clarions; drums, connects; drums, all vied in drumming Yankee Doodle;" then came cavalry, both horses and riders at full trot; next infantry in rapid strides, tYankee Doodle;" then came cavalry, both horses and riders at full trot; next infantry in rapid strides, their bayonets glistening in our Southern sun, and their lines spotted with the glittering tinsel of their officers, from 12 o'clock to 5--men better and more gaudily dressed never made entrance over "Potato Hill." Interspersed were innumerable wagons and ambulances, all bearing Yankee stamp, such as were left after "our glorious battle," and their "inglorious flight" at Manassas. These occupied the time till dark; what passed then could only be heard; but from a morning view, we conclude it m
unter-marching of troops, professing to be reinforcements, but recognized by the citizens to be the same regiments. The fun of it was, they said they were on their way to Winchester, having marched 12 miles in an opposite direction — Charlestown being twenty two miles from Winchester and Bunker Hill thirteen. We knew it to be a retreat, and were no less amused than amazed to hear them say, "the rebels would not stand fight." It is the opinion here that the Yankees, led by Patterson, (now by Banks, as we hear Patterson has been displaced, being guilty of divers gentlemanly acts — for example, restoring negroes, paying for forage, &c.,) are not intended to but devastate the country. Passing over much, I now pause at the grand "negira of Saturday night." Being constantly on the qui vive, and not surprised at anything, we noticed an unusual amount of riding at ten o'clock. The Southern moon hosted sympathizing above us, showering bright silver rays, till the whole town was steeped
. Of the first you know. A little of the second we will try to tell you. Our town, which since the noble Southern army marched through, has been the perfection of quietness, was on Wednesday (17th) thrown into confusion by the cry of "They come!--They come!" Now this "they" was well known by every rational animal, from man to monkey, to mean exactly what did come — the barbers, swearers and thieves of Yankee land. We had been expecting them from Harper's Ferry, having been threatened by Col. Stone's command unaldread had passed into indifference, and indifference into a dogged desire for them to o ga Imagine, the, our surprise to see, in an opposite direction from the Ferry, on the top of our never disturbed "Potato Hill," a male in the attire of a soldier applying an inquisitive spyglass. To such in selections all ladies object. Quietly retiring from the street by our houses, festering the doors and blinds, we repaired to the second story to peep at live Yankees. How long the M
Doubleday (search for this): article 1
els do it, I'll blow your brains out." The queries of the sentinels succeeded, "vanish tide matter?" "bill dey never come to relieve us?" At last a messenger came flying, shouting the Secessionists have the roads" Conceive then of our feelings. We could do nothing but roll on the floor shouting, easy, "Jeff Davis," "Johnston," "Jackson," the 21 Regiment are coming; then we talked of preparations to be made for Southern troops, that we believed approaching. All night the same confusion. Doubleday's battery (on which every foreigner "shwearsde victory") acted the double-flying artillery. Amid all not a drum was heard, notwithstanding the profusion of said instruments. Daylight came and still they fled; by ten o'clock on Sunday nothing of them remained save a pair of Uncle Sam's pants, precipitated from a Yankee wagon. Yet not one of our soldiers; what more than a report frightened the Yankees we have been unable to learn. Streets were swept, congratulations passed from neighbor
ents continue to furnish us with narratives of occurrences incident to the war, some of which we append, commencing with. A Lady's account of the invasion of Charlestown by the great Patterson.[correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.] Charlestown, July 29, 1861. We dare ask a place in your much read columns, as Charlestown now suspects herself of some importance, Yankeedem having visited us for the second time — the first visit in a Drown raid of twenty-two men, the second in a Lincoln raid of thirty thousand. Of the first you know. A little of the second we will try to tell you. Our town, which since the noble Southern army marched through, has been the perfection of quietness, was on Wednesday (17th) thrown into confusion by the cry of "They come!--They come!" Now this "they" was well known by every rational animal, from man to monkey, to mean exactly what did come — the barbers, swearers and thieves of Yankee land. We had been expecting them from Harper's Ferry, hav
July 29th, 1861 AD (search for this): article 1
Our correspondents continue to furnish us with narratives of occurrences incident to the war, some of which we append, commencing with. A Lady's account of the invasion of Charlestown by the great Patterson.[correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.] Charlestown, July 29, 1861. We dare ask a place in your much read columns, as Charlestown now suspects herself of some importance, Yankeedem having visited us for the second time — the first visit in a Drown raid of twenty-two men, the second in a Lincoln raid of thirty thousand. Of the first you know. A little of the second we will try to tell you. Our town, which since the noble Southern army marched through, has been the perfection of quietness, was on Wednesday (17th) thrown into confusion by the cry of "They come!--They come!" Now this "they" was well known by every rational animal, from man to monkey, to mean exactly what did come — the barbers, swearers and thieves of Yankee land. We had been expecting them from
Halhe Jackson (search for this): article 1
r, till finally Col. S.--e came; on being halted by the sentinel he exclaimed, "my G — d, sentinel, don't stop a man in these times; if another of you d — i scoundrels do it, I'll blow your brains out." The queries of the sentinels succeeded, "vanish tide matter?" "bill dey never come to relieve us?" At last a messenger came flying, shouting the Secessionists have the roads" Conceive then of our feelings. We could do nothing but roll on the floor shouting, easy, "Jeff Davis," "Johnston," "Jackson," the 21 Regiment are coming; then we talked of preparations to be made for Southern troops, that we believed approaching. All night the same confusion. Doubleday's battery (on which every foreigner "shwearsde victory") acted the double-flying artillery. Amid all not a drum was heard, notwithstanding the profusion of said instruments. Daylight came and still they fled; by ten o'clock on Sunday nothing of them remained save a pair of Uncle Sam's pants, precipitated from a Yankee wagon.
Harper's Ferry (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): article 1
o confusion by the cry of "They come!--They come!" Now this "they" was well known by every rational animal, from man to monkey, to mean exactly what did come — the barbers, swearers and thieves of Yankee land. We had been expecting them from Harper's Ferry, having been threatened by Col. Stone's command unaldread had passed into indifference, and indifference into a dogged desire for them to o ga Imagine, the, our surprise to see, in an opposite direction from the Ferry, on the top of our neverion several stores broken open, wine casks emptied; no redress save one Yankee wounded by a glass broken in his face by a brave clerk. The officers rode through one store; entered a bar-room in the same style. The Federalists are now at Harper's Ferry. [They have since retreated from that point.] If they ever come back, we intend to have a fight. We have confidence in our Generals, love and faith in our men; but have not the patience to stand another Yankee invasion. It no Southern troo
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