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John M. Kell (search for this): chapter 57
ance of this appointment. S. R. Mallory, Secretary of the Navy. An old and valued friend, Commodore J. K. Mitchell, had been in command of the James River fleet, and I displaced him very reluctantly. He had organized and disciplined the fleet, and had accomplished with it all that was possible, viz., the protection of Richmond by water. I assumed my command on the 18th of February, 1865. My fleet consisted of three iron-clads and five wooden gunboats. I found my old first lieutenant, Kell, who had preceded me to Richmond, and been made a commander, in command of one of the ironclads, but he was soon obliged to relinquish his command, on account of failing health. As reorganized, the fleet stood as follows:— Virginia, iron-clad, flag-ship, four guns, Captain Dunnington. Richmond, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Johnson. Fredericksburg, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Glassel. Hampton, wooden, two guns, Captain Wilson, late of the Alabama. Nansemond, wooden, two gu
Hardee (search for this): chapter 57
a, and plotted upon it, from day to day, the approaches of Sherman, the prospect seemed gloomy enough. As before remarked, Charleston and Wilmington had fallen. With the latter, we had lost our last blockade-running port. Our ports were now all hermetically sealed. The anaconda had, at last, wound his fatal folds around us. With fields desolated at home, and all supplies from abroad cut off; starvation began to stare us in the face. Charleston was evacuated on the 17th of February —General Hardee having no more than time to get his troops out of the city, and push on ahead of Sherman, and join General Joseph E. Johnson, who had again been restored to command. Fort Anderson, the last defence of Wilmington, fell on the 19th of the same month. Sherman was, about this time, at Columbia, South Carolina, where he forever disgraced himself by burning, or permitting to be burned, it matters not which, that beautiful city, which had already surrendered to his arms. The opportunity was
S. R. Mallory (search for this): chapter 57
of the war. At first, this concentration looked like a preparation for an attempted ascent of the river, but if any attempt of the kind was ever entertained by Porter, he had the good sense, when he came to view the situation, to abandon it. I usually visited the Navy Department, during this anxious period, once a week, to confer with the Secretary on the state of my fleet, and the attitude of the enemy, and to receive any orders or suggestions that the Government might have to make. Mr. Mallory was kind enough, on these occasions, to give me carte blanche, and leave me pretty much to myself. At length the winter passed, and spring set in. The winds and the sun of March began to dry the roads, and put them in good order for military operations, and every one anticipated stirring events. As I sat in my twilight cabin, on board the Virginia, and pored over the map of North Carolina, and plotted upon it, from day to day, the approaches of Sherman, the prospect seemed gloomy enough
Roberts (search for this): chapter 57
d, on account of failing health. As reorganized, the fleet stood as follows:— Virginia, iron-clad, flag-ship, four guns, Captain Dunnington. Richmond, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Johnson. Fredericksburg, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Glassel. Hampton, wooden, two guns, Captain Wilson, late of the Alabama. Nansemond, wooden, two guns, Captain Butt. Roanoke, wooden, two guns, Captain Pollock. Beaufort, wooden, two guns, Captain Wyatt. Torpedo, wooden, one gun, Captain Roberts. The fleet was assisted, in the defence of the river, by several shore batteries, in command of naval officers; as Drury's Bluff; Battery Brooke; Battery Wood, and Battery Semmes—the whole under the command of my old friend, Commodore John R. Tucker. I soon had the mortification to find that the fleet was as much demoralized as the army. Indeed, with the exception of its principal officers, and about half a dozen sailors in each ship, its personnel was drawn almost entirely from
Joseph E. Johnson (search for this): chapter 57
he ironclads, but he was soon obliged to relinquish his command, on account of failing health. As reorganized, the fleet stood as follows:— Virginia, iron-clad, flag-ship, four guns, Captain Dunnington. Richmond, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Johnson. Fredericksburg, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Glassel. Hampton, wooden, two guns, Captain Wilson, late of the Alabama. Nansemond, wooden, two guns, Captain Butt. Roanoke, wooden, two guns, Captain Pollock. Beaufort, wooden,supplies from abroad cut off; starvation began to stare us in the face. Charleston was evacuated on the 17th of February —General Hardee having no more than time to get his troops out of the city, and push on ahead of Sherman, and join General Joseph E. Johnson, who had again been restored to command. Fort Anderson, the last defence of Wilmington, fell on the 19th of the same month. Sherman was, about this time, at Columbia, South Carolina, where he forever disgraced himself by burning, or p
Schofield (search for this): chapter 57
he was afraid of him. His object now was to put himself in communication with Schofield, who had landed at Wilmington and at Newbern with a large force, and establi sea, and upon Porter's gunboats. He effected the contemplated junction with Schofield, at Goldsboroa, North Carolina, on the 21st of March. He had not touched anynt's lines, and he took no further part in the campaign. His junction with Schofield had not been effected without disaster. At Kinston, Bragg gained a victory over Schofield, utterly routing him, and taking 1500 prisoners; and at Bentonsville, Johnston checked, and gained some advantage over Sherman. As the reader is suppol now stick a pin in the point representing Goldsboroa, and throw Sherman and Schofield out of view. In the latter part of March, Sheridan, having overrun Early's cavalry. Grant's army was thus swollen to 160,000 men. Adding Sherman's and Schofield's forces of 100,000, we have 260,000. In the meantime, Lee's half-starved, r
Thomas J. Semmes (search for this): chapter 57
arch of conflagration and pillage, and I found her people terribly demoralized. I stopped a day in Columbia, the beautiful capital of South Carolina, afterward so barbarously burned by a drunken and disorderly soldierly, with no officer to raise his hand to stay the conflagration. Passing on, as soon as some temporary repairs could be made on a break in the road, ahead of me, I reached Richmond, without further stoppages, and was welcomed at his house, by my friend and relative, the Hon. Thomas J. Semmes, a senator in the Confederate Congress from the State of Louisiana. I had thus travelled all the way from the eastern boundary of Mexico, to Richmond, by land, a journey, which, perhaps, has seldom been performed. In this long and tedious journey, through the entire length of the Confederacy, I had been painfully struck with the changed aspect of things, since I had left the country in the spring of 1861. Plantations were ravaged, slaves were scattered, and the country was suf
Dunnington (search for this): chapter 57
that was possible, viz., the protection of Richmond by water. I assumed my command on the 18th of February, 1865. My fleet consisted of three iron-clads and five wooden gunboats. I found my old first lieutenant, Kell, who had preceded me to Richmond, and been made a commander, in command of one of the ironclads, but he was soon obliged to relinquish his command, on account of failing health. As reorganized, the fleet stood as follows:— Virginia, iron-clad, flag-ship, four guns, Captain Dunnington. Richmond, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Johnson. Fredericksburg, iron-clad, four guns, Captain Glassel. Hampton, wooden, two guns, Captain Wilson, late of the Alabama. Nansemond, wooden, two guns, Captain Butt. Roanoke, wooden, two guns, Captain Pollock. Beaufort, wooden, two guns, Captain Wyatt. Torpedo, wooden, one gun, Captain Roberts. The fleet was assisted, in the defence of the river, by several shore batteries, in command of naval officers; as Drury's
David Porter (search for this): chapter 57
the coasts of North and South Carolina, he had concentrated the whole of it on the lower James, under the command of Admiral Porter, who, as the reader has seen, had chased me, so quixotically, in the old frigate Powhattan, in the commencement of thon looked like a preparation for an attempted ascent of the river, but if any attempt of the kind was ever entertained by Porter, he had the good sense, when he came to view the situation, to abandon it. I usually visited the Navy Department, duris. He would be safe here, as his troops could be fed, and in case of disaster, he could fall back upon the sea, and upon Porter's gunboats. He effected the contemplated junction with Schofield, at Goldsboroa, North Carolina, on the 21st of March. great battle was going on. On one or two occasions, I made some slight preparations for defence, myself, not knowing but Porter might be fool enough to come up the river, under the inspiration of this powder-burning, and booming of cannon. But it a
Attila (search for this): chapter 57
things, since I had left the country in the spring of 1861. Plantations were ravaged, slaves were scattered, and the country was suffering terribly for the want of the most common necessaries of life. Whole districts of country had been literally laid waste by the barbarians who had invaded us. The magnificent valley of the Red River, down which, as the reader has seen, I had recently travelled, had been burned and pillaged for the distance of a hundred and fifty miles. Neither Alaric, nor Attila ever left such a scene of havoc and desolation in his rear. Demoniac Yankee hate had been added to the thirst for plunder. Sugar-mills, saw-mills, salt-works, and even the gristmills which ground the daily bread for families, had been laid in ashes—their naked chimneys adding ghastliness to the picture. Reeling, drunken soldiers passed in and out of dwellings, plundering and insulting their inmates; and if disappointed in the amount of their plunder, or resisted, applied the torch in reve
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