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Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. | 4 | 4 | Browse | Search |
John G. Nicolay, The Outbreak of Rebellion | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Index, Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 17, 1860., [Electronic resource] | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 19, 1860., [Electronic resource] | 1 | 1 | Browse | Search |
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Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.a rough night's journey — public sentiment on the question of the day — apprehended Distress amongst laborers on the Railroad. Dry Creek, Greenbrier county. December 14, 1860
Here I am alive, but weary and sore after my journey of yesterday, including ten hours of night staging from Jackson's River Depot to this place a distance of thirty miles, and fast time at that, considering the roads cut up by freight wagons and the heavy hauling on the works of the Central and Covington Roads.--The severe cold had frozen hard the surface, and the heavy stage, with passengers and baggage, danced about the rugged road like a cork on rough water.
It was the longers night's travel I ever had. Reds seemed miles, hours whole days.
It seemed a century of time, that long night.
Consider me a hundred and forty years old. Were I to travel all the times.
I would be Mettius revived!
On, that road — so far from being stageable, "it was not even Jackass<