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Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 28: (search)
first day of the fight. Naval disasters accompanied, or followed our disasters upon the land. Early in 1862, a naval expedition of the enemy, under the command of Commodore Goldsborough, entered Pamlico Sound, and captured Roanoke Island. Commodore Lynch, of the Confederate States Navy, with six or seven small, ill-armed gunboats, which had been improvised from light and frail river steamers, assisted in the defence of the island, but was obliged to withdraw before the superior forces of the enemy. The enemy, pursuing his advantages, followed Lynch's retreating fleet to Elizabeth City, in North Carolina, where he captured or destroyed it. The enemy was now not only in possession of the western waters—Vicksburg and Port Hudson alone obstructing his free navigation of the Mississippi as far down as New Orleans— but Pamlico and Albemarle Sounds, in North Carolina, and the bay of Port Royal in South Carolina and Georgia, were open to him. To complete the circle of our disasters, N
Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865, chapter 26 (search)
n. William Porcher Miles, representative in Congress, for constantly exerted services in securing for the defence of Charleston so many of the heaviest guns wielded so effectually. The Confederate States ironclad ships Palmetto State and Chicora, under the command of Captain J. R. Tucker, C. S. N., as soon as the enemy advanced to the attack took their positions (previously arranged), ready to perform their part in the conflict at the opportune moment. On the day after the combat Flag-officer Lynch, C. S. N., arrived here from North Carolina, with an effective detachment of sailor artillerists, to tender service in any battery. He was assigned to a most responsible position— Cummings's Point Battery—but was in three days thereafter recalled by the Navy Department. The flags and trophies sent herewith were taken from the wreck of the Keokuk, by Lieutenant W. T. Glassell, C. S. N. The more material trophies, two 11-inch Dahlgren pieces, now in battery, were recovered, under the
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 11. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 122 (search)
dge, and the Fifteenth corps by Tiller's and Kelly's bridges. From this latter corps, detachments were sent into Camden to burn the bridge over the Wateree, with the railroad depot, stores, &c. A small force of mounted men under Captain Duncan was also despatched to make a dash and interrupt the railroad from Charleston to Florence, but it met Butler s division of cavalry, and after a sharp night skirmish on Mount Elon, was compelled to return unsuccessful. Much bad road was encountered at Lynch's creek, which delayed the right wing about the same length of time as the left wing had been at the Catawba. On the second of March, the leading division of the Twentieth corps entered Chesterfield, skirmishing with Butler's division of cavalry, and the next day about noon the Seventeenth corps entered Cheraw, the enemy retreating across the Pedee and burning the bridge at that point. At Cheraw we found much ammunition and many guns, which had been brought from Charleston on the evacuat
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 11. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 194 (search)
-past 2 the next morning the captain had reached a point seven miles distant from Wilmington, where he caused the boat to be hauled on the banks and concealed from view by bushes and marsh grass. Day had now dawned, and it became necessary to select a place of concealment, which was found in the brush on the banks. Soon after daylight the rebel steamers, block-ade-runners and transports, could be seen by the party plying up and down the river, and, in fact, the flagship of the rebel Commodore Lynch passed by, pennant flying, the distinguished gentleman entirely unconscious of the fact that a rifle in a steady hand, could, and would, but for obvious reasons, have given him his quietus. Two blockade steamers of the first-class passed up and one down during the first twenty-four hours. When night had fairly set in, the captain prepared to launch his boat, when two boats rounded the point, and, he supposed, having discovered his position, they designed to attack him; but it proved to
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 5: Pottawattomie. (search)
himself to the Federal Administration for the paltry bribe of the public printing. The killing of the ruffians of Pottawattomie was one of those stern acts of summary justice with which the history of the West and of every civil war abounds. Lynch law is one of the early necessities of far-western communities; and the terrors of it form the only efficient guarantee of the peaceful citizen from the ruffianism which distinguishes and curses every new Territory. The true story of Pottawattom, of the murderous designs of the Missourians. A meeting of the intended victims was held; and it was determined that on the first indication of the massacre, the Doyles,--a father and two sons,--Wilkinson, and Sherman should be seized, tried by Lynch law, and summarily killed. On the 23d of May, John Brown left the camp of his son, at Ossawatomie, with seven or eight men, and from that moment began his guerilla warfare in Southern Kansas. He ordered them to the vicinity of his home, to b
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 3: Fleshing the sword. (search)
d cabins they had stolen, facilitating the reconquest of the soil to slavery, and preventing the stream of Northern emigration from overflowing into the Indian Territory. In November this plan was carried into operation by organized bands of pro-slavery ruffians, who, issuing from Fort Scott, stole cattle, arrested men under false charges, and in. other ways annoyed the Northern settlers. A Free State Squatter's Court was formed in November for the trial of these ruffians by the process of Lynch law. In order to inspire terror, the judge of this organization was called Old Brown; and, although the Captain was in Iowa at one time, the deception was not discovered for many months. It was at this time that Captain James Montgomery, called on by the people, took the field. Little, one of the chief ruffians, acting as a deputy United States Marshal, attempted, with a posse of eighty well-armed men, to arrest this Court. Major Abbott, The Major was a spiritualist and peace man when h
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, chapter 2.44 (search)
ion whatever, but only a few brief answers to leading questions, which served to show at once his political purpose and his depravity of heart. A Virginia journalist thus describes the journey to Charlestown : On Wednesday evening they were conveyed to the jail of Jefferson County, under an escort of marines. Stevens and Brown had to be taken in a wagon, but the negro Green and-Coppoc, being unhurt, walked between a file of soldiers, followed by hundreds of excited men, exclaiming, Lynch them; but Governor Wise, who was standing on the platform of the cars, said, O, it would be cowardly to do so now; and the crowd fell back, and the prisoners were safely placed on the train. Stevens was placed in the bottom of the car, being unable to sit up. Brown was propped up on a seat with pillows, and Coppoc and Green seated in the middle of them; the former was evidently much frightened, but looked calm, while the latter was the very impersonation of fear. His nerves were twitching
Ernest Crosby, Garrison the non-resistant, Chapter 2: the Boston mob (search)
ccordingly to the house of one of their number, marching out two and two, each white woman taking a colored one with her. When we emerged into the open daylight, says one of the number, there went up a roar of rage and contempt. They slowly gave way as we came out. As far as we could look either way the crowd extendedevidently of the so-called wealthy and respectable, the moral worth, the influence and standing. Garrison! Garrison! was now the cry. We must have Garrison! Out with him! Lynch him! The mob demanded that the antislavery society signboard be removed. The mayor at once ordered it to be taken down, and it was speedily torn to pieces. The mayor now besought Garrison to escape by the rear of the building, and the latter, preceded by a friend, dropped from a back window on the roof of a shed and sought refuge in a carpenter shop on the street behind; but his retreat was already cut off. The workmen in the shop did what they could for him, shutting the front door and
William Hepworth Dixon, White Conquest: Volume 1, Chapter 23: Communism. (search)
Spain in Biscay, England in Connaught, America in the prairies-each nation on the spot where remnants of her ancient races yet survive. Every observer in America notices the prevalence of communistic sentiment — a readiness to put the country before the commonwealth, and to replace public justice by private murder. This disposition shews itself in secret leagues-Danite Bands, Ku Klux Klans, Camelia Circles — no less than in the prevalence of Vigilance Committees, and the operations of Judge Lynch. A farmer named Vancil lives near De Soto, a town on Big Muddy River, in the southern part of Illinois. Old and feeble, this farmer has a quarrel with his wife, who leaves his farm, and goes to live with her friends at a distance. Needing some help in his house, Vancil hires a woman on wages, and puts his pots and pans under her charge. One day, twelve fellows, masked and otherwise disguised, come to his farm, and finding him at home, tell him they have judged his case and settled w
Archibald H. Grimke, William Lloyd Garrison the Abolitionist, Chapter 11: Mischief let loose. (search)
or was heard urging the ladies to go home as it was dangerous to remain; and now the voice of Maria Weston Chapman, replying: If this is the last bulwark of freedom, we may as well die here as anywhere. The ladies finally decided to retire, and their exit diverted, while the operation lasted, the attention of the huge, cat-like creature from their object in the anti-slavery office. When the passing of the ladies had ceased, the old fury of the mob against Garrison returned. Out with him! Lynch him! rose in wild uproar from thousands in the streets. But again the attention of the huge, cat-like creature was diverted from its object in the second story of the building before which it was lashing itself into frenzy. This time it was the anti-slavery sign which hung from the rooms of the society over the sidewalk. The mob had caught sight of it, and directly set up a yell for it. The sensation of utter helplessness in the presence of the multitude seemed at this juncture to retur
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