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The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 2: Two Years of Grim War. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 12 0 Browse Search
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housand of his best soldiers, and sixty-five guns, he started on November 15 on his march of three hundred miles to the Atlantic. They carried with them twenty days supplies of provisions, five days supply of forage, and two hundred rounds of ammunition, of which each man carried forty rounds. With perfect confidence in their leader, with perfect trust in each others' valor, endurance and good comradeship, in the fine weather of the Southern autumn, and singing the inspiring melody of John Brown's body, Sherman's army began its marching through Georgia as gaily as if it were starting on a holiday. And, indeed, it may almost be said such was their experience in comparison with the hardships of war which many of these veterans had seen in their varied campaigning. They marched as nearly as might be in four parallel columns abreast, making an average of about fifteen miles a day. Kilpatrick's admirable cavalry kept their front and flanks free from the improvised militia and irregul
frankly to accept Lincoln's ultimatum of reunion. The principal Richmond authorities knew, and some of them admitted, that their Confederacy was nearly in collapse. Lee sent a despatch saying he had not two days rations for his army. Richmond was already in a panic at rumors of evacuation. Flour was selling at a thousand dollars a barrel in Confederate currency. The recent fall of Fort Fisher had closed the last avenue through which blockade-runners could bring in foreign supplies. Governor Brown of Georgia was refusing to obey orders from Richmond, and characterizing them as despotic. Under such circumstances a defiant cry of independence would not reassure anybody; nor, on the other hand, was it longer possible to remain silent. Mr. Blair's first visit had created general interest; when he came a second time, wonder and rumor rose to fever heat. Impelled to take action, Mr. Davis had not the courage to be frank. After consultation with his cabinet, a peace commission of
John G. Nicolay, The Outbreak of Rebellion, Chapter 7: Baltimore. (search)
rd of the riot and were hastening to the rescue. The crowd fell back; a man came up, shook hands with Captain Follansbee, saying, I am the Mayor of Baltimore. Mayor Brown courageously placed himself beside the captain, and, by voice and gesture, endeavored to quell the tumult, but to little purpose. The struggling, fighting colexcuse was that they feared reprisal and revenge from the Northern armies; the real motive appears to have been the stronger underlying spirit of insurrection. Mayor Brown claimed that Governor Hicks approved the order; the Governor soon afterward publicly and officially denied it. Whether Mayor Brown was a secession conspirator sMayor Brown was a secession conspirator seems doubtful; but it is hard to resist the inference that the revolutionists influenced his action. The controlling animus of the deed is clearly enough revealed in a telegram sent out that night by Marshal Kane: Thank you for your offer; bring your men in by the first train and we will arrange with the railroad afterward
John G. Nicolay, The Outbreak of Rebellion, Chapter 8: Washington. (search)
Lincoln for four regiments of infantry. Unfortunately the disaster at Baltimore did not come single-handed. At the picturesque little town of Harper's Ferry, where the Potomac River flows through one of the gateways in the Blue Ridge, the United States had an extensive armory, containing much valuable machinery for the manufacture of rifles and muskets, originally located there because of the convenient and cheap water-power which the river affords. The town was famous as the scene of John Brown's invasion and capture. The seizure of this place with its works and its supposed strategical importance was an essential item in the conspiracy. A small company of regulars had been guarding it since January. One of General Scott's first orders was to have a volunteer regiment detached to reinforce it, a precaution which could not be taken earlier because of the want of troops. With the quick secession of Virginia, however, the proposed help came too late. Governor Letcher pushed forw
John G. Nicolay, The Outbreak of Rebellion, Chapter 13: Patterson's campaign. (search)
nt in the public mind, without a shadow of reason or truth to justify it. Because the fanatic John Brown selected Harper's Ferry as the scene of his wild exploit, the public mind jumped to the conclusion that that spot was a natural stronghold, a Gibraltar, a Thermopylae. Now, the single mountain-line called the Blue Ridge, crossing the Potomac River at Harper's Ferry, is as far from being a mountain stronghold as a straight line of picketfence across a brook is from being a block-house. John Brown was as unsound in war as in politics. But it would seem that, even in highly civilized nations, there lingers a remnant of the savage superstition that insanity is inspiration; for strong minds caught at the suggestion that he had recognized in Harper's Ferry a negro Thermopylae. This was apparently the light in which the rebel authorities regarded the place, and its occupancy and retention was made a prime object at the beginning. Jefferson Davis himself sent Johnston, one of his be
John G. Nicolay, The Outbreak of Rebellion, Index. (search)
ville, battle of, 123 Border Slave States, 80 Breckinridge, John C., Southern electoral votes cast for, 4, 8 Breckinridge party, character of, 8 Brown, John, 158 Brown, Governor, of Georgia, 12 Brown, Mayor, of Baltimore, 86, 89 et seq. Buchanan, James, President, character of, 17 et seq., Southern sympathyBrown, Governor, of Georgia, 12 Brown, Mayor, of Baltimore, 86, 89 et seq. Buchanan, James, President, character of, 17 et seq., Southern sympathy of, 18; his message to Congress, 19, 23 et seq.; interview with the South Carolina Commissioners, 28, 30, 31; correspondence with the Washington Cabal, 37; justifies the revolution of the South, 69; his Union sentiment as expresident, 76 Buckhannon, 147 Buckner, Simon B., 130, 132, 135 Bull Run, 133; position and course Brown, Mayor, of Baltimore, 86, 89 et seq. Buchanan, James, President, character of, 17 et seq., Southern sympathy of, 18; his message to Congress, 19, 23 et seq.; interview with the South Carolina Commissioners, 28, 30, 31; correspondence with the Washington Cabal, 37; justifies the revolution of the South, 69; his Union sentiment as expresident, 76 Buckhannon, 147 Buckner, Simon B., 130, 132, 135 Bull Run, 133; position and course of, 176; battle of, 181 et seq.; its effects, 206, 208 Burnside, General A. E., 174 Bunker Hill, Va., 163 Butler, General B. F., 92 et seq., 108 C. Cabinet, decision of, with regard to Fort Sumter, 51 Cadwalader, General, 157 Cairo, 128, 132, 134 Campbell, Justice, 54; his treachery, 35, 57, 69 Carrick
lunteer soldiers and write them by the side of Marcus Regulus, of immortal fame. The rebels had counted us in companies of one hundred, for the purpose of issuing rations to us. Each company had a mess sergeant, whose duty it was to call up his hundred, to be counted in the morning, and to draw and divide the rations in the afternoon. We voted by these company hundreds, in this election. Rebel officers were in the pen nearly all the day, watching for the result. But in the afternoon when we began to count the vote, and the Lincoln hirelings began to shout, and the Mudsills began to sing The star-spangled Banner, Red, white and blue, etc., they left in disgust. I met one, a major, down by the bridge, as he was leaving. I asked him if he was satisfied with the returns. He answered: That's yo affah, suh; I don't care how you vote! Jeff Davis is my candidate. -- Yet something in his tone did belie his words. We serenaded the guard that night by singing John Brown.
household goods, livestock and negroes. The passenger trains were crowded, till every platform was full of men. All seemed excited and uneasy. We begged a daily paper, and found that Sherman was loose in Georgia. Then we got excited. That explained our removal from Camp Lawton. We asked every one that passed, Where's Sherman? He was then in the heart of the State, not far from the prison we had left. Every time a train stopped at our station, we would salute its passengers with John Brown. The rising generation will never appreciate that song. As sung by the soldiers, it had a power and unction never to be forgotten. It was played and sung in every conquered city of the South. Every prison heard its melody. We were full of hope. We thought that when Sherman got through to the coast he would send his cavalry and release us. The night before, we were sad and cast down because of the vast swamps that lay between us and home. That night we were full of hope and joy
nt to a farm-house and got a square meal, and then told what manner of man he was, and let the old citizen arrest him and bring him back. At Albany we were crowded in and around the depot. Many of the citizens came down to see us and talk with us. The guard was kind, and allowed us to talk with them. Some were pleasant and agreeable, and others were ill-natured and quarrelsome. Some wanted to know what Youalls want to fight we-uns for. Some asked us to sing a song, and we gave them John Brown, with a chorus of three or four thousand voices. That song always touched the right spot. The next day two or three trains of cars backed in. We were soon aboard. Now, where? To Andersonville! On Christmas Day. The day of peace and good-will; when all the earth was gladness and song; when all were trying to see how much happiness they could enjoy and give; when there was feasting and merriment, and sweet surprises, in Christian homes! Yes, on that day, as if to make our li
General Horace Porter, Campaigning with Grant, Chapter 26 (search)
nemies he might have. He said the man he hated worst of all was a fellow named Brown, in the next village, and he guessed he had better begin on him. So Brown was sBrown was sent for, and when he came the sick man began to say, in a voice as meek as Moses's, that he wanted to die at peace with all his fellow-creatures, and he hoped he and Brown could now shake hands and bury all their enmity. The scene was becoming altogether too pathetic for Brown, who had to get out his handkerchief and wipe the gBrown, who had to get out his handkerchief and wipe the gathering tears from his eyes. It was n't long before he melted, and gave his hand to his neighbor, and they had a regular love-feast of forgiveness. After a parting that would have softened the heart of a grindstone, Brown had about reached the room door when the sick man rose up on his elbow and called out to him: But see here, Brown; if I should happen to get well, mind, that old grudge stands. So I thought that if this nation should happen to get well we might want that old grudge aga