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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 128 (search)
Georgia in the war.--From the annual report of the Comptroller-General of the State of Georgia we learn that she has now in the field thirty-four fill regiments, (some more than full,) and four partially filled regiments, together with three battalions and other independent companies in Virginia and Georgia, amounting in all to about forty regiments in the Confederate Government service. And besides this, three regiments now in the State service are to be increased at once to six regiments, for the defence of her sea-coast.--Richmond Examiner, Oct. 29.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 141 (search)
ajor Gavitt, the United States officer killed in the fight at Fredericktown, Mo., was a Douglas delegate to the Charleston Convention from Indiana, and also attended the adjourned session in Baltimore. Lieutenant L. A. Nelms, of Georgia, (a Rebel officer,) reported as killed at the Santa Rosa fight, was a member of the Charleston Convention, and a most devoted Union man. When twenty-six of the Georgia delegates seceded from the Convention, he was one of the ten who refused to vacate their seats, but remained in the Convention till the close. On his return home Nelms was accused by one of his seceding colleagues with being untrue to the South on account of his remaining in the Squatter Sovereignty Convention. A duel was the consequence, in which Nelms was badly wounded in the arm with a bullet. When the Convention reassembled at Baltimore, Mr. Nelms, though still suffering from his wound, again appeared and remained till the close of the Convention.--Baltimore American, Oct.30.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 142 (search)
Among the soldiers now at Fort Sumter, is Jas. Cahel, who, a few weeks ago, had the bravery to say that when the Union fleet hove in sight he intended to spike the guns of the fort. For this expression Captain Rhett (son of the editor of the Mercury) ordered him to be tied across a gun and whipped — to receive one hundred and twenty-five lashes, well laid on. The soldiers in the fort rebelled against the infliction of this punishment, and so alarming was the mutiny that Rhett sent to Fort Moultrie for soldiers to quell it. They came, and the man was whipped. This incident, which occurred but two or three weeks ago, shows the state of feeling among the soldiers in Fort Sumter. They are mostly foreigners and Northern men, who having no work, were obliged to go into the army to live.--Milwaukie Wisconsin, Oct. 30.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 143 (search)
The Rhode Island gunners in the late battle at Edwards' Ferry were fourteen in number-ten of them were killed or wounded, and all their horses were killed. As only four escaped unhurt, it is hardly fair to charge such men with any thing except too much bravery. These facts are from the highest authority, and, in the name of the same authority, a protest is entered, &c., &c. J. C. R.--National Intelligencer, Oct. 31.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 178 (search)
ired soldier, whose eyes were cast down, and whose hands were listlessly folded — to challenge, as it were, with his fluent self-confidence the uneloquent but intrepid man of action, and make him feel how alien to his habits and capacity was the arena to which popular enthusiasm had lifted him. In a word, Jefferson Davis then and there appeared like the incarnation of rhetorical impudence; the style of the man was presumptuous and aggressive, and no delicacy of perception or fine instinct of humanity tempered his arrogant ambition; while the modest, patient, faithful old hero made the inference and the impression more vivid and repulsive; and the recent and recreant career of Jefferson Davis — the bombastic mendacity, as well as the impudent and vulgar tone of his public communications — make this little episode foreshadow that impersonation of reckless audacity which confronts, with brazen aggressiveness, the free people of the United States.--Y., in the Boston Transcript, Oct.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 212 (search)
l. Meredith.--A pleasant story is told by a correspondent of Col. Sol. Meredith, of Wayne County, Indiana, commanding the 19th Indiana, on the Potomac. At the Lewinsville skirmish, the colonel was at the head of his men, as they were formed in line of battle, under the fire of the enemy. As the shells exploded over them, his boys would involuntarily duck their heads. The colonel saw their motions, and in a pleasant way exhorted them, as he rode along the line, to hold up their heads and act like men. He turned to speak to one of his officers, and at that moment an 18-pounder shell burst within a few yards of him, scattering the fragments in all directions. Instinctively lie jerked his head almost to the saddle bow, while his horse squatted with fear. Boys, said he, as he raised up and reined his steed, you may dodge the large ones! A laugh ran along the line at his expense, and after that no more was said about the impropriety of dodging shells.--Galesburg Democrat, Oct. 17.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 215 (search)
The North Carolina Legislature.--It will be remembered that the first Southern papers received here after the capture of Fort Hatteras spoke of the disgraceful behavior of the North Carolina Legislature, and refused to report it. The Daily Times of this morning has information from Raleigh stating that the Legislature was in session when the capture was announced, and that the Union men rose in their places, and cheered and swung their hats, and were so noisy in their rejoicings that all business was for the time suspended. The same feeling, to a considerable extent, pervaded the people of that city. No wonder that the secessionist papers were unwilling to chronicle such behavior.--Albany Journal, Oct. 8.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 216 (search)
Richmond, Oct. 5.--Rev. A. E. Dickinson, general superintendent of the Baptist Colportage Board in Virginia, writes as follows: The Baptist Colportage Board, located in Richmond, has published upward of seven hundred thousand pages of religious tracts addressed to soldiers, and have arranged for the publication of twelve thousand pocket Testaments, two thousand of which we expect to receive next week.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 217 (search)
Louisville, Oct. 8.--Col. McKee, late editor of the Louisville Courier, will take command of a regiment under Gen. Buckner.--The Citizens' Bank of New Orleans are circulating fives cut in two, each piece to represent two and a half dollars.--Thirteen hundred Indian warriors crossed the Arkansas River, near Plymouth, on the 15th of September, en route for Ben McCulloch's army.--N. Y. Commercial, Oct. 9. Louisville, Oct. 8.--Col. McKee, late editor of the Louisville Courier, will take command of a regiment under Gen. Buckner.--The Citizens' Bank of New Orleans are circulating fives cut in two, each piece to represent two and a half dollars.--Thirteen hundred Indian warriors crossed the Arkansas River, near Plymouth, on the 15th of September, en route for Ben McCulloch's army.--N. Y. Commercial, Oct. 9.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 144 (search)
ht the Storm-King dread No common revelry will keep. Long-echoed through those forest aisles, The snuffing wolf his warning brays; The answering cry from distant hills, The stealthy panther's haunt betrays. The flitting nightbirds shrilly scream, Defiant of the gathering blast With hollow roar and fitful gleam, The storm around him bursts at last. A fearful storm! The night is black, The torrent pours, the tree-tops reel, And as it were dark doomsday's wreck, Red lightnings flash and thunders peal. Against his sturdy tree close pressed, The picket's dripping form is leant, And though no shelter, it is rest; Thank heaven! the tempest's wrath is spent. The quivering leaves their showers distil, The swollen stream sweeps madly on, The north wind low is numbing chill To him that weary waits the dawn. It comes at last — O beam of hope! Thank God that doth the day restore; The sun mounts up the eastern slope, And, comrades, camp is gained once more. camp Elkwater, Va., Oct. 14, 1861.
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