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Doc. 139.-fight at Simon's Bluff, S. C. Flag-officer Du Pont's report. flag-ship Wabash, Port Royal, S. C., June 28, 1862. sir: I enclose another interesting report from Lieut. Commanding Rhind, of further operations in North-Edisto. On the twenty-first instant, with the Crusader and the Planter, and piloted by Robert Small, he ran up North-Edisto River into Wadmelan Sound, as far as Simon's Bluff, which is on the main land. The rebels had a camp there and some artillery, but made no use of the latter. A few broadsides from the Crusader dispersed the enemy, and Lieut. Commanding Rhind, on landing with a company of the Fifty-fifth Pennsylvania volunteers, under command of Capt. Bennett, met with no resistance. About thirty tents and some cabins, used as quarters, were fired, and a few muskets brought away. We had no casualties. Very respectfully, your obedient servant, S. F. Du Pont, Flag-Officer Commanding South-Atlantic Blockading Squadron. Hon. Gideon
4. to the army of the Cumberland. Devoted band! baptized anew in blood, Standing again as ye before have stood To bay the waves of Treason's maddened flood, A wall, as that of adamantine stone, Or hills of granite in your own loved North, Were never aught alike in strength and worth!-- The nation whose torn heart hath sent you forth, The nation for whose life ye pledged your own, Looks proudly on you, and although the while, With o'erfull heart and tearful eye, can smile, And say, while counting o'er each blood-stained file: O Army of the Cumberland!--well done! The nation knew you! when ye stood the shield Before your comrade braves, whose doom was sealed 'Mid all the horrors of red Shiloh's field; Hopeless till you their saviours came, and burst As an avenging fate upon the foe, It marked you well, and treason felt the blow; And watching breathlessly it saw you go To dare and do what only heroes durst In that death-storm on Murfreesboro's plains, When Treason's blood ran cold t
Gallant Exploit of seventy Hoosters.--We have advices from North-Mississippi and West-Tennessee of a late date; but as the greater portion of our information relates to movements, we are obliged to withhold it from the public; but we can assure our readers that every thing relative to the Sherman expedition and the cooperating force is progressing better than the authorities expected. One instance of Hoosier gallantry we are permitted to record. A company of seventy men, belonging to the Seventh Indiana regiment, entered tile town of Bolivar, Tennessee, and supposing it was occupied by our forces, took no precaution to throw out scouts, as is usual on such occasions, but moved alone leisurely, and in some disorder, until they suddenly found themselves confronted by two regiments of Mississippians. Who are you? demanded the Hoosier captain, Mississippians, was the response. Here was an excellent opportunity — Indianians against Mississippians — to obtain revenge for the sl
ontraband genius: old Shady. Oh! ya, ya! darkies, laugh with me; For de white folks say old Shady's free! Don't you see dat de jubilee Is comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! chorus. Den away, den away, for I can't stay any longer; Hurrah, hurrah! for I am going home. [Repeat. Massa got scared, and so did his lady! Dis chile broke for ole Uncle Aby! Open de gates out! here's ole Shady, Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. Good-by, Massa Jeff! good-by, Misses Stevens! Scuse dis nigger for taking his leavins; ‘Spec, pretty soon, you'll see Uncle Abram's Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. Good-by, hard work, and never any pay-- I'm goina up North, where the white folks stay; White wheat-bread and a dollar a day. Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. I've got a wife, and she's got a baby, Way up North in Lower Canady-- Won't dey shout when dey see ole Shady Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc
and, in the subsequent encounter with the Tennessee, from the same causes were not as effective as could have been desired, but I cannot give too much praise to Lieutenant Commander Perkins, who, though he had orders from the Department to return North, volunteered to take command of the Chickasaw, and did his duty nobly. The Winnebago was commanded by Commander T. H. Stevens, who volunteered for that position. His vessel steers very badly, and neither of his turrets will work, which compel and has lost his vessel, which went to pieces on Ship Island. I commend him to the Department. It gives me pleasure to refer to several officers who volunteered to take any situation where they might be useful, some of whom were on their way North, either by orders of the Department, or condemned by medical survey. The reports of the different commanders will show how they conducted themselves. I have already mentioned Lieutenant Commander Perkins of the Chickasaw, and Lieutenant Yates
Thirty-fifth Indiana, as worthy of special observation. To my staff I call the attention of the General in command. We had to dismount and go on foot in storming Lookout. The transportation of orders over its rugged sides in the face of the enemy was one of great danger and labor, but the energy of my intrepid Acting Adjutant-General, Captain J. Rowan Boone; of my untiring aids, Lieutenants Phipps, Peck, and Riley; of my Provost-Marshal, Lieutenant Pepoom; and of Brigade Inspector, Captain North, enabled me to overcome it all, and, through their assistance, I was enabled to handle my brigade in the manner I desired. Not an order was sent that was not swiftly carried and as swiftly executed. I deem it due Warren C. Gallehue, of the Eighty-fourth Indiana, and William Spears, of the Fortieth Ohio, and Joseph Long, orderlies of my staff, to recommend them for promotion for gallantry. Quartermaster's Lieutenant Igot, though Brigade Quartermaster, offered his services for the exp
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), Doc. 95.-reconnoissance to Dalton, Ga. (search)
hese dispositions had reference to other and almost as important objects as the one I have mentioned; but these, also, I have not now occasion to mention. Suffice it to say, that with our troops thus disposed, neither Johnston could send reenforcements to Longstreet, nor could Longstreet rejoin Johnston, without meeting tremendous opposition, and running terrible risks of destruction. Only by traversing almost impassable routes through the vast mountain regions of West North-Carolina and North-Georgia, or by making an immense circuit by railroads running far to the east, could they avoid coming in contact with our vigilant and well-prepared forces. But Sherman was penetrating to the centre of the Gulf-State region. The fifteen thousand troops under Bishop Polk were confessedly unable to check his progress; if the rebel army of the Mississippi were not reenforced, and that right speedily, Sherman would unquestionably soon reach his destination, whether that were Mobile, Montgom
ile General Sherman was collecting and organizing part of his forces.at Vicksburgh, for the expedition through Mississippi to Meridian, orders had issued for that part of the cavalry, which was then scattered through West and Middle Tennessee and North-Mississippi, to concentrate at Colliersville, a point on the Charleston and Memphis Railroad, twenty-four miles from Memphis, and to proceed from that place through Mississippi and along the Mobile and Ohio Railroad to Meridian, there joining theo Alabama and destroy the arms, arsenals, and stores at or near Selma. Up to the morning when General W. S. Smith's command was bivouacked near West-Point Station. It had been both fortunate and successful in the advance. The dreary barrens of North-Mississippi had been passed, the marching had not been severe, the horses were improving on the abundant forage found on the rich plains bordering the Mobile and Ohio Railroad, the men were in excellent spirits, and when the enemy had been met it
nder supercargo, and Chief-Engineer, as well as by seeing the two missing boats lying on the beach deserted. By the active exertions of Acting Master E. Van Size, and Acting Ensign R. W. Cornell, of the Unadilla, assisted by a boat's crew from the United States steamers Housatonic and Augusta, and schooners Blunt and America, aided by two of the engineers of the prize, she was got off without sustaining any injury. There not being sufficient coal on board the Princess Royal to send her North, she was ordered, by the senior officer, to this port, to obtain a supply. No papers pertaining to the ship or cargo, were found on board of her at the time, except the shipping-articles and a log-book; but after her arrival here, Acting Master Van Size, of the Unadilla, the officer in charge of the prize, discovered, accidentally, in looking over the side, certain papers which had lodged in the fender, in the attempt to throw them overboard. These refer principally to the cargo, and with
very thing of victory tells, Hearts of millions yearn to hear. Price is taken, now, at last! Donelson has fallen low! God be praised! the die is cast! Vengeance falleth on the foe! God be praised! His arm of wrath Strikes for us this mighty blow-- Leads us on the battle-path-- Stanches, guides its crimson flow. God be praised! for soon our land, Groaning and convulsed so long, As in olden time shall stand, Union--Freedom blend their song! Listen! Hear the sighing gale Coming up from South to North, While a lengthened answering wail Comes from every quarter forth! Is it widows' hopeless sighs That create the wailing wind? Is it orphan children's cries For the prisoners Death doth bind? That we conquer cannot bring Loved and lost ones back to life-- That Right conquers, Glory sings O'er the field of deadly strife; That Right conquers still, shall be Balm for hearts with deepest wound, And this thought eternally Sanctifies the battle-ground! Bunker Hill, ill., Feb. 17, 1862.
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