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The Daily Dispatch: June 11, 1862., [Electronic resource], The 28th Georgia regiment. (search)
What shall it be called? The following note appeared in the Whig, of yesterday. "Permit me, a spectator, in part, of the late two days battle, near the south bank of the Chickahominy, to enter my earnest protest against allowing the discomfited and utterly routed enemy to name 'the greatest battle of the war,' which has crowned the Confederate arms with signal victory. With bold and insolent mendacity the twice beaten foe has converted into a two-fold victory on paper what was, iowhatan and Pocahontas. It is historical — anciently historical. It was first explored by Captain John Smith, and it was in that exploration that he was taken prisoner and saved from destruction by the intervention of Pocahontas. Its name was known wherever types and ink could make it known before Penn was born, and while Philadelphia was yet a trackless forest. We give our vote for Chickahominy, although the name will, as the Whig says, be decided by the report of the Commanding General.
The Daily Dispatch: June 11, 1862., [Electronic resource], Army correspondence. (search)
ldiers, who have not had the experiences of a year's campaigning like the major part of our Army of the Potomac. The weather is intensely hot, and we are suffering here terribly with the heat. The same writer says "the raising of the Merrimac has not yet begun, but wreckers are at work taking out as much of her iron as they can get at." The Yankees visit Claremont. The New York Herald's correspondent writes from City Point, May 29: We left Burrow's ferry, on the Chickahominy river, this morning, with the Island Belle in our wake, and ran up the James river On reaching Claremont, the property of Mr. Allen--the wealthy Virginian of whom I have already spoken in a former letter as having a private railroad of his own on his estate — both vessels ran alongside the wharf, a spacious and most expensive structure, built in the form of a Latin cross, with a double track of rails on it. The wharf has been rendered useless, however, by the rebels, who set it on fire, as t