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Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 874 98 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. 411 1 Browse Search
Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 353 235 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 353 11 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events, Diary from December 17, 1860 - April 30, 1864 (ed. Frank Moore) 345 53 Browse Search
William Schouler, A history of Massachusetts in the Civil War: Volume 1 321 3 Browse Search
Benjamnin F. Butler, Butler's Book: Autobiography and Personal Reminiscences of Major-General Benjamin Butler 282 2 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 253 1 Browse Search
Allan Pinkerton, The spy in the rebellion; being a true history of the spy system of the United States Army during the late rebellion, revealing many secrets of the war hitherto not made public, compiled from official reports prepared for President Lincoln , General McClellan and the Provost-Marshal-General . 242 0 Browse Search
Horace Greeley, The American Conflict: A History of the Great Rebellion in the United States of America, 1860-65: its Causes, Incidents, and Results: Intended to exhibit especially its moral and political phases with the drift and progress of American opinion respecting human slavery from 1776 to the close of the War for the Union. Volume I. 198 0 Browse Search
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A gentleman at Baltimore, Md., lately returned from Fort Sumter, details an impressive incident that took place there on Major Anderson taking possession. It is known that the American flag brought away from Fort Moultrie was raised at Sumter precisely at noon on the 27th ultimo, but the incidents of that flag-raising have not been related. It was a scene that will be a memorable reminiscence in the lives of those who witnessed it. A short time before noon Major Anderson assembled the whole of his little force, with the workmen employed on the fort, around the foot of the flag-staff. The national ensign was attached to the cord, and Major Anderson, holding the end of the lines in his hand, knelt reverently down. The officers, soldiers, and men clustered around, many of them on their knees, all deeply impressed with the solemnity of the scene. The chaplain made an earnest prayer — such an appeal for support, encouragement and mercy as one would make who felt that man's extremity
It is rumored that an address has been prepared, to be submitted to members of Congress from the border States, recommending a conference at Baltimore on the 13th of February. The object to be attained is a union of the border slave States in favor of the secession of all the cotton States. It is also proposed to devise a programme of action for the border States in case of such an emergency.--N. Y. Evening Post, Dec. 27.
ion of all ordinary civil rights and process — and, as such, approximates closely to a military despotism. It is an arbitrary law, originating in emergencies. In times of extreme peril to the State, either from without or from within, the public welfare demands extraordinary measures. And martial law being proclaimed, signifies that the operation of the ordinary legal delays of justice are suspended by the military power, which has for the time become supreme. It suspends the operation of the writ of habeas corpus; enables persons charged with treason to be summarily tried by court-martial, instead of grand jury; justifies searches and seizures of private property, and the taking possession of public high-ways and other means of communication. Involving the highest exercise of sovereignty, it is of course, capable of great abuse; and it is only to be justified in emergencies of the most imperative and perilous nature such as now appear to exist in Baltimore and Washington.
Baltimore, April 13.--A man made his appearance on the streets in this city this morning, wearing a large secession cockade on his hat. He was pursued by a crowd, and had to be protected by the police.--Idem.
45. through Baltimore! the voice of the Pennsylvania Volunteers. I. 'Twas Friday morn, the train drew nd flag appear, And in our hearts arose a cheer For Baltimore. II. Across the broad Patapsco's wave, Old Fort went to save, Or in the trenches find a grave, At Baltimore. III. Before us, pillared in the sky, We saw the m, nor fly? Could patriots see, nor gladly die For Baltimore? IV. “Oh, city of our country's song, By that swom wrong, And give us welcome, warm and strong, In Baltimore!” V. We had no arms; as friends we came, As brotr and fame: We never dreamed of guilt and shame In Baltimore. VI. The coward mob upon us fell: McHenry's flag nhuman yell, Before us yawned a traitorous hell In Baltimore? VII. The streets our soldier-fathers trod Blusheic rod-- Shall such things be, O righteous God, In Baltimore? VIII. No, never! By that outrage black, A solemy skirts the slaughter shed, Or make thyself an ashen bed-- Oh Baltimore! Bayard Taylor, in the N. Y. Trib
48. the two Eras. April 19th, 1775, and April 19th, 1861. The Bay State bled at Lexington, But every drop that ran, By transmutation strange and strong, Sprung up an armed man:-- Sprung up, indomitably firm, And multiplied and spread, Till Freedom's amaranthine crown Enwreath'd our country's head. Yet, when the born of Lexington, Who kept their natal day, Were writing fourscore years and six Upon their annals gray, The Bay State bled at Baltimore,-- Wherefore, I may not speak; For sad and tender memories rush From heart to moisten'd cheek. And sighs of buried fathers break The cold, sepulchral bed, And hideous harpies clap their wings When brothers' blood is shed: And stars that in their courses sang, Their constellations shroud, And wind-borne echoes cry forbear! From yonder cloven cloud: While contrite souls from holy church And shaded hearth-stone pray, That He who rules above the skies, Would turn his wrath away, And rule the spirit that of old The Shepherd Abel slew,
49. the Sixth at Baltimore. by B. P. Shillaber. Our country called on her sons for aid, And we shouldered lag our Fathers bore-- And our pathway led through Baltimore. There was no moment for doubts or fears, There wur land we swore Ere we marched to its aid through Baltimore. And godly hands in blessing were spread, And smion never known before, As we took up our march for Baltimore. 'Twas April nineteenth, and the sun That had seestern face wore, That we saw as we marched through Baltimore. Then hateful glances took sterner form, And raind the angry roar That swept through the streets of Baltimore. Not a shout or cry in our ranks was beard, But ohough sternly, we deplore Our own brave, fallen at Baltimore. But the guerdon of glory ‘s for those who fall; they who life gave o'er On the bloody pavements of Baltimore. The dead return — the arms to nerve And hearts t, And heroes vow from their hearts' deep core To follow the Sixth through Baltimore. --Boston Evening Gazet
A heroine in Baltimore. The band of the 6th Regiment, that left Boston consisted of twenty-four persons, who, together with their musical instruments, occupied a car by themselves from Philadelphia to Baltimore. By some accident the musicians' car got switched off sit the Canton Depot, so that, instead of being the first, ys! This way! It was the first friendly voice they had heard since entering Baltimore, and they stopped to ask no questions, but followed their guide, who took the, and that they should yet come back and play Hail Columbia in the streets of Baltimore, where they had been so inhumanly assaulted. The noble-hearted woman who rescued these men is a well-known character in Baltimore, and, according to all the usages of Christian society, is an outcast and a polluted being; but she is a trueost, and sent them back in safety to their homes. As she is too notorious in Baltimore not to be perfectly well-known by what we have already told of her, it will n
The Mobile Advertiser speaks of the Northern volunteers as, men who prefer enlisting to starvation; scurvy fellows from the back slums of cities, whom Falstaff would not have marched through Coventry with; but these recruits are not soldiers — least of all the soldiers to meet the hot-blooded, thoroughbred, impetuous men of the South. Trencher soldiers, who enlisted to war upon their rations, not on men; they are such as marched through Baltimore, squalid, wretched, ragged, and half-naked, as the newspapers of that city report them. Fellows who do not know the breech of a musket from its muzzle, and had rather filch a handkerchief than fight an enemy in manly combat. Whiteslaves, peddling wretches, small-change knaves, and vagrants, the dregs and offscourings of the populace; these are the levied forces whom Lincoln suddenly arrays as candidates for the honor of being slaughtered by gentlemen — such as Mobile sent to battle. Let them come South, and we will put our negroes to
The true soldier's spirit.--The following extract is from a letter written by one of the Salem Light Infantry, (Zouaves.) We have got to push our way through Baltimore in the morning at the point of the bayonet. But our boys are determined and in for it. Our bayonet exercise has got to put the whole regiment through fire and brimstone. To tell you the truth, our boys expect to be split to pieces. But we have all made up our minds to die at our post. We have one great consolation before us: the famous Seventh Regiment of New York will join us to-night in Philadelphia, and at three o'clock in the morning we expect to take up our line of march. There is an unheard — of hot time before us; we are furnished with no ammunition as yet, and we are to rely on our bayonets and revolvers solely. Our Lieutenant is collecting our letters, and I must leave you. Perhaps before you receive this I may be lying on the field among those recorded with the dead. But what is more glorious than t
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