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Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865 326 10 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events, Diary from December 17, 1860 - April 30, 1864 (ed. Frank Moore) 302 0 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: The Opening Battles. Volume 1. 245 1 Browse Search
Jefferson Davis, The Rise and Fall of the Confederate Government 239 3 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 11. (ed. Frank Moore) 233 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 1. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 210 2 Browse Search
Horace Greeley, The American Conflict: A History of the Great Rebellion in the United States of America, 1860-65: its Causes, Incidents, and Results: Intended to exhibit especially its moral and political phases with the drift and progress of American opinion respecting human slavery from 1776 to the close of the War for the Union. Volume I. 200 18 Browse Search
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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 186 (search)
wife alas! alack! To perish on the railroad track! Fight away, etc. Abe Lincoln is the President, He'll wish his days in Springfield spent; Fight away, etc. We'll show him that Old Scott's a fool, We'll never submit to Yankee rule! Fight away, etc. At first our States were only seven, But now we number stars eleven; Fight away, etc. Brave old Missouri shall be ours, Despite old Lincoln's Northern powers I Fight away, etc. We have no ships, we have no navies, But mighty faith in the great Jeff. Davis; Fight away, etc. Due honor too we will award, To gallant Bragg and Beauregard! Fight away, etc. Abe's proclamation in a twinkle, Stirred up the blood of Rip Van Winkle; Fight away, etc. Jeff Davis' answer was short and curt “Fort Sumter's taken, and nobody's hurt! ” Fight away, etc. We hear the words of this same ditty, To the right and left of the Mississippi; Fight away, etc. In the land of flowers hot and sandy, From Delaware Bay to the Rio Grande! Fight away, etc. The ladies cheer w
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 191 (search)
The Rev. Dr. Moore, of Richmond, Va., delivered a lecture in that city on the origin and meaning of words, in which many curious facts were developed, among which were that the word Davis means, God with us, and that Lincoln, when subjected to etymological analysis, means, on the verge of a precipice.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 263 (search)
70. Songs of the Rebels. Song for the South. Of all the mighty nations, in the East or in the West, Our glorious Southern nation is the greatest and the best; We have room for all true Southrons, with our stars and bars unfurled, And a general invitation to the people of the world. Chorus. Then, to arms, boys! to arms, boys! make no delay, Come from every Southern State, come from every way; Our army isn't large enough; Jeff. Davis calls for “more,” To hurl the vile invader from off our Southern shore. Ohio is our Northern line, far as her waters flow, And on the South is the Rio Grande and the Gulf of Mexico; While between the Atlantic Ocean, where the sun begins to rise, Westward to Arizona, the land of promise lies. Then, to arms, boys! etc. While the Gulf States raise the cotton, the others grain and pork, North and South-Carolina's factories will do the finer work, For the deep and flowing water-falls that course along our hills, Are “just the things” for washing sh
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), Joy of the Tennessee Unionists. (search)
handkerchief, shakes her housewife's weapon aloft. God bless you, shouts an enthusiastic old Major, who stands perched on the top of the pilot-house, you and your children, and your children's children forever. You're one of the right sort. Three cheers for the woman with the broomstick. Hail Columbia! and then the old Major, unable to contain his feelings longer in mere words, goes off in a prolonged Youp, youp, youp! to which the lad son deck gave lusty response. Hurrah for Jeff. Davis! defiantly pipes a good-looking, half-grown urchin, in front of a house considerably larger than its neighbors, in the door of which some ladies stand looking at the boat, but waving no handkerchief. O you little villain! roars the excited Major, you're secession, are you? Hell is your portion, thank God! Hail Columbia! At another of the larger houses a group of ladies stand looking at the boat. Hurrah for the Union! yells our Major from the roof of the pilot-house. No respon
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), Incidents of the Fort Donelson fight. (search)
it to be certain death to attempt to man the gun, completely abandoned it. This case has been presented to Gen. Grant, and will doubtless receive, as it should, special mention. A surprising case of escape from instantaneous death is presented by one of the surgeons who was on the field during the day. A private in the Eighteenth Illinois regiment was struck in the thigh by a twelve-pound round-shell, which buried itself in the thigh, but did not explode. It was cut out on the field by Dr. Davis, Surgeon of the Eighteenth Illinois regiment. The limb was of course terribly shattered, rendering amputation necessary. An instance of unprecedented endurance and patience occurred at the hospital on the right wing. The columns having been forced back, the hospital, which was a little up from the road, had come within range of the rebels' fire, and was fast becoming an unpleasant position, but no damage was done to it. Just about this time a poor fellow came sauntering leisurely alon
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 319 (search)
ike friends and like brothers, kind were we and just; But now when Northern treachery attempts our rights to mar, We hoist on high the bonnie Blue Flag that bears the single star. First, gallant South-Carolina nobly made the stand; Then came Alabama, who took her by the hand; Next quickly Mississippi, Georgia and Florida-- All raised the flag, the bonnie Blue Flag that bears a single star. Ye men of valor, gather round the banner of the right; Texas and fair Louisiana join us in the fight. Davis, our loved President, and Stephens, statesmen are; Now rally round the bonnie Blue Flag that bears a single star. And here's to brave Virginia! the Old Dominion State With the young Confederacy at length has linked her fate. Impelled by her example, now other States prepare To hoist on high the bonnie Blue Flag that bears a single star. Then here's to our Confederacy; strong we are and brave. Like patriots of old we'll fight, our heritage to save; And rather than submit to shame, to die w
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 320 (search)
rn wood, Carolina is our driver, with Georgia by her side, Virginia will hold her flag up, and we'll all take a ride. There are Tennessee and Texas also in the ring; They wouldn't have a government where cotton wasn't king. Alabama and Florida have long ago replied; Mississippi and Louisiana are anxious for the ride. Missouri, North-Carolina, and Arkansas are slow; They must hurry, or we'll leave them, and then what will they do? There's Old Kentucky and Maryland won't make up their mind; So I reckon, after all, we'll take them up behind. The Tennessee boys are in the field, eager for the fray; They can whip the Yankee boys three to one, they say; And when they get in conflict, with Davis by their side, They'll pitch into the Yankee boys, and then you'll see them slide. Our cause is just and holy, our men are brave and true; We'll whip the Lincoln cut-throats, is all we have to do. God bless our noble army; in him we all confide; So jump into the wagon, and we'll all take a ride.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 321 (search)
e trusted best; The sword we gave them to refund They turned against our breast; For spies that noted down our words The while they shared our bread ; For hounds that even dared disturb The quiet of the dead. We owe for all the love they lied, The wolfish hate they showed; For all those glittering bayonets That meet us on the road; For black suspicion, deadlier far Than flash of Northern swords; For treason threatened at our hearths, And poison at our boards. For many a deed of darkness done Beneath their “Stripes and Stars;” For women outraged in their homes, And fired on in the cars; For those black tiers of cannon trained To bear on Baltimore. We owe for friends in prison kept, And Davis One of the privateersmen. in his gore. Wrongs such as these — ay, more than these-- Make up our fearful debt, And many a gallant heart has sworn It shall be settled yet. Each moment near and nearer brings That solemn reckoning day; And when it comes — and when it comes, Remember — a
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 324 (search)
--If you will join the Dixie band, etc. These hirelings they'll never stand, These hirelings they'll never stand, These hirelings they'll never stand, Whenever they see the Southern band. Chorus.--If you will join the Dixie band, etc. Old Abe has got into a trap, Old Abe has got into a trap, Old Abe has got into a trap, And he can't get out with his Scotch cap. Chorus.--If you will join the Dixie band, etc. Nobody's hurt is easy spun, Nobody's hurt is easy spun, Nobody's hurt is easy spun, But the Yankees caught it at Bull Run. Chorus.--If you will join the Dixie band, etc. We rally to Jeff. Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston too; Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Chorus.--If you will join the Dixie band, etc. We'll drink this toast to one and all, Keep cocked and primed for the Southern call; The day will come, we'll make the stand, Then we'll be free in Maryland. Chorus.--If you will join the Dixie band, etc January 30, 1862.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 327 (search)
97. a Parody — after Leigh Hunt. by Upson Downs. Jefferson Davis (may his tribe decrease!) Awoke one night with ague in his knees; Seeing within the moonlight of his room A female form, resplendent as the moon; Columbia, writing in a book of gold. Exceeding brass had made the Davis bold, And to the presence in the room he said:at writest thou?” The vision raised its head, And with a look all dignity and calm, Answered: “The names of those who love our Uncle Sam.” “And is mine one?” said Davis. “Nay, not so,” Replied Columbia. Davis spake more low, But clearly still, and said: “I pray thee, then, Write me the names of those who hate their fellowmen.” Co “Nay, not so,” Replied Columbia. Davis spake more low, But clearly still, and said: “I pray thee, then, Write me the names of those who hate their fellowmen.” Columbia wrote and vanished. The next night She came again, with her new list all right, And showed the names humanity detest, And lo! Jeff Da
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