that the Yankees
were not trying to kill black people, he made use of an expression which sounds very much like one since become famous in the mouths of our late enemies.
‘Why, sir,’ said he, ‘them balls make no distinction on account of color.’
The bombardment continued all day and the following night.
did not reply after nightfall—perhaps because his ammunition was scarce, or more probably because his garrison was tired, and he saw that he was doing no harm.
A breeze sprung up on the morning of the 12th, and blew towards Sullivan's Island
The wind was not very high, and I think it was favorable for the coming in of the fleet.
At times the sound of the guns on Sullivan's Island
could not be heard, though but two and a-half miles off The direction of the wind was from us towards that island.
Up in the country they were distinctly heard more than sixty miles away.
All day the Wee Nees
watched the fleet, but there was no movement among the vessels indicating that we would have the opportunity of pulling a lanyard.
We felt sympathy for Anderson
and his brave garrison, fighting like veterans, and a corresponding contempt for their friends with the fleet, apparently too cowardly to come to his relief.
My subsequent experience convinces me that though none of the ships could have gotten up to the Fort
, they might, with their superior armaments, have made it very uncomfortable for many of our batteries.
They could have done my company a great deal of damage, and remained beyond the reach of our 24-pounder smooth bores.
A day or two before the fight General James Simons
was sent to Morris Island
, and had the immediate command of the troops on that island.
's regiment, except the Wee Nees
, was sent towards the southern end of the island.
Our battery was supported by the militia regiment of Colonel John Cunningham
on our left, and Colonel Johnson Hagood
's First South Carolina volunteers on our right.
Colonel J. B. Kershaw
's Second South Carolina volunteers were not far off.
On the 13th we could discover the fleet as soon as it was light enough to see, but we saw no indications that we would be other than, as yesterday, spectators of the bombardment.
Once or twice the officers' quarters in Fort Sumter
were set on fire by the shell from Fort Moultrie
, and the fire was put out. But about ten o'clock A. M. the shell and hot shot had started the fire so well that it soon became apparent that Anderson
could not extinguish the flames.
The fire from our batteries quickened, and a shout went up from the