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In Mr. Russell's sixth letter to the London Times, Written somewhere in South Carolina, he says:--From all quarters have come to my ears the echoes of the same voice, * * * the chorus that rings through the State of Sumter, Pinckney, and Marion --* * * That voice says: If we could only get one of the royal race of England to rule over us, we should be content! Pray, who has been poking fun at our clever visitor, after this fashion? To soft-solder a foreigner to a moderate extent, may be y get one of the royal race of England to rule over us, we should be content! Pray, who has been poking fun at our clever visitor, after this fashion? To soft-solder a foreigner to a moderate extent, may be excusable on the score of politeness; but when such broad humbugs as this are palmed off on intelligent travellers, really it is too bad. We think the chorus of the State of Sumter, Pinckney, and Marion, has been guilty of a positive discourtesy toward Mr. Russell.--Savannah Republican.
Col. Pinckney, of the Sixth Regiment of New York, on setting out from Annapolis to Washington, made a stirring address to his men:--If any of you falter, said the Colonel, you will be instantly shot down; and if I falter, I hope you will put a thousand bullets through my heart at once. Every officer and soldier responded with a most enthusiastic Aye to these remarks, which were delivered in a calm, inflexible, and determined way. Col. Pinckney evidently meant all he said, and at each telliton, made a stirring address to his men:--If any of you falter, said the Colonel, you will be instantly shot down; and if I falter, I hope you will put a thousand bullets through my heart at once. Every officer and soldier responded with a most enthusiastic Aye to these remarks, which were delivered in a calm, inflexible, and determined way. Col. Pinckney evidently meant all he said, and at each telling-point every soldier's heart throbbed audibly beneath his cross-belts.--Independent, May 2.
n. They would have entered an Inferno which, like the portals of Dante's hell, might well bear the flaming legend: Who enters here leaves hope behind. Not a point at which they would not have found themselves. 'Mid upper, nether and surrounding fires. They pass out of the focus of fire of Forts Sumter, Moultrie, Beauregard, and Bee, and they find themselves arrested under the ranges of Sumter, the Redan, Johnston, and Ripley. They get beyond this, and a concentric fire from Ripley, Pinckney, the Wappoo battery and the guns of the city falls upon them! Merely to run by batteries, as was done at the forts below New-Orleans, is not a very difficult thing, even for vessels not iron-clad; but to be anchored as it were under such fires as these, is what no ships were ever called upon to suffer. I think I am justified in saying that the Admiral and his staff and the captains commanding the iron fleet have all along well understood the task that was given them to do, and that they
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us, and graceful intercourse which constitutes an irresistible charm of their society. From all quarters have come to my ears the echoes of the same voice; it may be feigned, but there is no discord in the note, and it sounds in wonderful strength and monotony all over the country. Shades of George III., of North, of Johnson, of all who contended against the great rebellion which tore these colonies from England, can you hear the chorus which rings through the State of Marion, Sumter, and Pinckney, and not clap your ghostly hands in triumph? That voice says, If we could only get one of the royal race of England to rule over us, we should be content. Let there be no misconception on this point. That sentiment, varied in a hundred ways, has been repeated to me over and over again. There is a general admission that the means to such an end are wanting, and that the desire cannot be gratified. But the admiration for monarchical institutions on the English model, for privileged class
rable eye, writes from South Carolina on the 30th April, and makes this sad disclosure: From all quarters have come to my ears the echoes of the same voice; it may be feigned, but there is no discord in the note, and it sounds in wonderful strength and monotony all over the country. Shades of George III., of North, of Johnson, of all who contended against the great rebellion which tore these colonies from England, can you hear the chorus which rings through the State of Marion, Sumter, and Pinckney, and not clash your ghostly hands in triumph? that voice says, If we could only get one of the royal race of England to rule over us we should be content. Let me say next a word of the means by which a conspiracy so contemptible in its origin, so destitute of moral weight and of popular support, has attained to its present dimensions, ousting the Federal Government of its jurisdiction in more than half of our national territory to the east of the Rooky Mountains, and obtaining possessi
inckney, the provisioning and ammunitioning of Morris, James, and Sullivan's islands, and of Christ Church Parish, also engrossed much of his time and thought. He again recurred, at this time, to the urgent necessity of increasing the limited number of negro laborers furnished by the planters of the State. He ordered torpedoes to be placed between Forts Sumter and Moultrie, in Hog Island Channel, towards Sullivan's Island Point, in Folly Island Channel, and in the Middle Channel, east of Pinckney. He likewise gave most stringent orders to battery commanders to put a stop to all useless waste of ammunition. These measures were taken in anticipation of a renewed naval attempt by Admiral Dahlgren to remove the obstructions in the Main Channel and, afterwards, to pass into the harbor. At about that time General Beauregard had occasion to propound to Brigadier-General Ripley a number of important interrogatories, relative to the capture of the southern end of Morris Island, and as t
863. Lieutenant-Colonel D. B. Harris, Chief-Engineer, Department S. C., Ga., and Fla., Charleston, S. C.: Colonel,—The Commanding General directs that to-night you place a large number of torpedoes in front of the obstructions between Forts Sumter and Moultrie, principally from first works to half way across. You will also, as soon as practicable, place additional torpedoes in Hog Island Channel, towards Sullivan's Island Point; in Folly Island Channel, and in the Middle Channel east of Pinckney. Very respectfully, your obedient servant, John F. O'Brien, Major, and A. A. G. Headquarters, Department S. C., Ga., and Fla., Charleston, S. C., August 31st, 1863. Brig.-Genl. R. S. Ripley, Comdg. First Mil. Dist., Charleston, S. C.: General,—The Commanding General directs me to communicate his wishes as follows: 1st. A list of the guns removed from Fort Sumter to other works since the 7th of April to date, and one of all guns that have burst, or been otherwise permanently disa
lle at seven o'clock on Thursday morning, capturing three guns, one captain, one lieutenant, fifty-four enlisted men, and killing forty of the enemy. No loss whatever on our side sustained in this engagement. 3. A cavalry expedition under Brigadier-General A. L. Lee, reached Clinton on Thursday morning at seven o'clock, capturing forty-seven prisoners, the rebel mails, telegraph office, &c., and a considerable quantity of stores and ammunition. Among the prisoners captured is Lieutenant-Colonel Pinckney, Provost Marshal General of the district, (installed in his office a few hours before the arrival of our troops), one captain and two lieutenants. From there the expedition moved to Greensburg, where a tannery and two thousand sides of leather were destroyed; and thence to Osyka, where four thousand pounds of bacon, twelve barrels of whiskey one hundred dozen boots and shoes, and large quantities of corn and meal were destroyed, and the telegraph operator and many important despa
f the land front during the entire action, I have to say he has added another name to the long list of fields on which he has been conspicuous for indomitable pluck and consummate skill. Major Still, chief of my staff, and Major Strong, aid-de-camp, here, as always, actively aided me throughout. The gallant bearing and active labors of Major Saunders, Chief of Artillery to General Herbert, in very exposed positions, attracted my special attention. I present my acknowledgments to Flag Officer Pinckney, Confederate States navy, who was present during the action, for the welcome and efficient aid sent to Colonel Lamb, the detachment under Lieutenant Roby, which manned the two Brook guns, and the company of marines, under Captain Van Benthuysen, which reinforced the garrison. Lieutenant Chapman, Confederate States navy, commanding battery Buchanan, by his skilful gunnery saved us on our right from a movement of the enemy, which, unless checked, might have resulted in a successful pa
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