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Col. O. M. Roberts, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 11.1, Texas (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 7 3 Browse Search
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son, respective commanders of the steamers Bell and Uncle Ben, by Captains Odlum, O'Bryan, Noland and Aycock, and Lieutenants Dowling and Aikens, of the land forces, and by the engineers, pilots, troops and crews of the expedition. As there arehe Davis Guards, was detailed for service on these boats. Captain Odlum was the captain of the company, but under Lieut. Dick Dowling they had seen some service at Galveston in the capture of that place a few days before, and it was under his commagun in her forecastle, and the Uncle Ben two small 12-pounder smooth-bore, old-time guns. The Davis Guards, under Lieut. Dick Dowling, had had some practice and could be relied upon for long range firing, but the sharpshooters could only be effectied by a conical shell stopping about halfway down the gun. It could not be rammed down, neither could it be drawn. Lieutenant Dowling, with his characteristic daring, wanted to chance it by firing; Captain Fowler told him they could not risk firing
volunteered to aid the gunners in the fort, both taking their places at the guns. These names deserve to go down in Texas history as of men who were heroes in a naval battle in defense of the State. Lieut. Henry Dane, previously quoted, as a prisoner had an interview with Lieutenant Dowling, which he reported as follows: The commander of the fort was a modest, retiring, boyish-looking Irish lad 19 years old. I could not refrain laughing in his face when he was introduced to me as Lieut. Dick Dowling, in command of the fort. And are you the shaughran, I asked, who did all that mischief? How many men and guns did you have? We had four 32-pounders and two 24-pounders, and 43 men, was his reply with a blush. And do you realize what you have done, sir? I asked. No, he said frankly; I do not understand it at all. Well, sir, you and your 43 men, in your miserable little mud fort in the rushes, have captured two gunboats, a goodly number of prisoners, many stands of small arms, a