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The Daily Dispatch: June 12, 1862., [Electronic resource], Navel reconnaissance up the Chickahominy . (search)
Navel reconnaissance up the Chickahominy. [Correspondence of the New York Hars'd.] U. S. S Stepping Stones. Barrett's Ferry, May 28, 1862.
The Stepping Stones and the Island Belle have arrived thus far on their return from a reconnaissance up the Chickahominy river.
We forced our way up within four miles of Jones's bridge, much higher than any vessel of greater pretensions than a rowboat has ever gone before.
Along the entire route we did not encounter a single obstruction, and not a battery, nor even a soldier--Union or rebel — was to be seen.
But let me be more particular.
Yesterday afternoon, when we returned from our reconnaissance up the Appomattox, the signal was made on board the Wachesett flagship for all commanding officers of vessels to repair on board.
It was soon arranged that this morning the Stepping Stones and the Island Belle should proceed up the Chickahominy and explore the rivers as high up as was practicable for the vessels to go. The light draugh
Letter from Corinth. [from an Occasional Correspondent.] Corinth, Miss., May 28, 1862.
This has been a day of excitement, in strange contrast with the quiet and calm and music I wrote about yesterday.
The intense heat suggested the propriety of preparing to dodge a substance.
Riding out early to visit Gen. D. H. Maury, at Van Dorn's headquarters we were informed his whole command had gone out at daylight to meet the enemy.
We halted to listen to the artillery, and for hours "the music of its roar" resounded along our lines.
During part of the morning so heavy and constant was the cannonade that some said it was worse than at Shiloh; and most exhilarating music it was — so long anticipated, so long resounding in our imaginations.
And now this cannon-thunder, hitherto slumbering in stern silence, had found a voice to answer the approaching foe, and had wakened to the eloquence of action.
I could only wait with an officer friend until his turn came, and I could accomp