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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 157 (search)
Louisville, Feb. 23.--I want to speak to you a moment, said a noted secessionist to a young friend of ours upon the street this evening. Not now, I am in a hurry, answered the latter. Well, said the rebel, I merely wanted to say, that, although I have been a secessionist, I am now as good a Union man as any of you. Louisville Journal, February 24.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 158 (search)
Feb. 22.--At Louisville, Ky., about one o'clock P. M., the clouds, which covered the heavens but did not appear to be thick or heavy, assumed a singular yellow hue, and a seemingly preternatural darkness over-spread the land. Candles and gas-lights were brought into requisition. The strange phenomenon lasted fifteen or twenty minutes, and passed suddenly off. It is probable that this portentous gloom began and ended with the reading of Jeff. Davis's Inaugural Address. The Richmond sacrilege seems to have been enough to darken for a little while even the glorious birth-day of Washington. Louisville Journal, February 24.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 159 (search)
A brave Fellow.--In the Fort Henry gunboat fight, in the explosion on the Essex, one of the seamen was shockingly scalded. His clothing was at once removed, linseed oil and flour applied to his parboiled flesh, and he was carefully wrapped in blankets and placed in bed. A few moments after, came the news that the rebel flag was struck, and the Fort surrendered. In his enthusiasm he sprang out of his birth, ran up on deck, and waved his blanket in the air, huzzaing for the Stars and Stripes. The poor fellow, after the first excitement was over, was assisted below, and in the night he died, full of rejoicing to the last at the triumph of the old flag. Louisville Journal, February 24.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), The Desecration of the Stars and Stripes. (search)
g rain, and in darkness as black as that of Egypt. They bore away for Harford county, since which we have not heard from them. Nothing saved them from the vengeance of the people but respect for Capt. John W. Taylor, at whose house they were stopping. Capt. Taylor was not at home when the outrage was committed, but when he arrived he promptly ordered the heroes off. Upon this, McClure threatened to blow Capt. Taylor's brains out in his own house, seizing a double-barreled gun belonging to Capt. Taylor. Both barrels were loaded, but fortunately there were no caps on. Capt. Taylor hastened to arm himself, but fortunately the people came to the rescue, when our guests were marched off. It is providential that there was not a tragedy on the spot. Capt. Taylor has the deepest sympathies of the people, and they regret that he and his family were exposed to the mortifying circumstances of this dis agreeable affair. Yours, truly, Stars and Stripes. --Baltimore American, February 24.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 178 (search)
A Brilliant charge.--The most brilliant charge in the entire siege of Fort Donelson, was that of the Second and Fourth Iowa, and the Eleventh and Twenty-fifth Indiana, under the command of Gen. C. F. Smith, who led them in person, amid a storm of balls and bullets, and cheered them through all the terrible strife. He even rode his horse upon the breastworks, and for fifteen minutes exposed himself as a target to every one of the passing messengers of death. That he was not killed or wounded is something marvellous, for the brave soldiers were falling all around him. Boston Traveller, February 24.