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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 139 (search)
Vicksburgh is ours!
by J. O. Blythe, M. D. Hark!
borne upon the Southern breeze, As whispers breathed above the trees, Or as the swell from off the seas, In summer showers, Fall softly on the ears of men Strains sweetly indistinct, and then-- Hi heads. All honor to the brave and true Who fought the bloody battles through, And from the ramparts victory drew Where Vicksburgh cowers; And o'er the trenches, o'er the slain, Through iron hail and leaden rain, Still plunging onward, might and main, Made Vicksburgh ours. Wave, wave your banners in the sky, The glory give to God on high, In lofty praises far outvie All other powers, Who nerved the arms that struck the blow, Which, in defeat overwhelmed the foe, And laid his frowning bulwarks loave, wave your banners in the sky, The glory give to God on high, In lofty praises far outvie All other powers, Who nerved the arms that struck the blow, Which, in defeat overwhelmed the foe, And laid his frowning bulwarks low, Made Vicksburgh ours!
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), A beautiful letter. (search)
A beautiful letter.
Some time since a rebel by the name of Hardin was captured near Vicksburgh, with a letter written by a lady of one of the first families in Mississippi, residing near Lake Providence, which letter he was conveying to Mrs. Amy Anderson in a neighboring State.
The writer of the letter speaks of her husband as Mr. P., and it appears that he was a man of considerable influence and standing.
I send you the letter with extracts marked, in order that readers may see what spir that the rights of private property, in other words, of private niggers, are not invariably respected in the dominions of Jeff Davis, as bear witness the following:
The overseers and managers treat the property of private patriotic men at Vicksburgh more like the Yanks than I thought a Southern man could do. They are not only cruel but worse.
They neglect them in sickness, whereas an hour's attention would save hundreds; but we must stand it, even if we lose all we have.
Say not a word —
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Ballad of Vicksburgh . (search)
Ballad of Vicksburgh. Two years the tide of war had rolled In restless fury on-- Hearts growing prematurely old In grief for loved ones gone! Two years the burdened land had groaned Beneath the martial train; With bitter, scalding tears bemoaned Its argosy of pain! Two years had brothers met as foes On many a field and flood-- Had fathers drained the cup of woes Their sons had steeped in blood! The haughty rebel striving hard To fill a land with slaves; The gallant freeman still to guard The h bears its scars, The people hide in caves, And cursing still the Stripes and Stars, There many find their graves! But closer draws the giant coil, Want stares them in the face, In vain is all their arduous toil, They cannot hold the place. And Vicksburgh by the river side So long the rebel boast, Falls from its dizzy height of pride Before the loyal host. And on that joyful summer morn, The great day of the year That symbols still a nation born, There waves the flag so dear! And many a shout go
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), How General Grant cares for his soldiers. (search)
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The expedition up the Yazoo . (search)
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 193 (search)
Peter Apple, of Oakland, Marion County, was lately recruited for the Eleventh Indiana, and took part in the attempt to storm one of the Vicksburgh batteries.
The rebel fire was so destructive that our army recoiled.
Apple, the raw recruit, didn't see the backward movement, and kept going ahead until he came right up to one of the rebel guns, caught a gunner by the collar, and brought him within our lines, saying: Boys, why didn't you come on?
Every fellow might have got one.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Baltimore , June 25 , 1863 . (search)
Baltimore, June 25, 1863.
Upward of two years ago, in these very streets, the Massachusetts volunteers, while marching to defend the national capital, were assaulted by a mob. To-day, an armed guard patrols every corner and square of the city; and for two whole years a rebellious population have been taught the bitter lesson of loyalty by the threatening guns of Fort McHenry.
Strolling along Eutaw, or any of the principal streets, of an evening, your ear will probably catch, as mine has already, some fragment of conversation like the following: Miss Blank is sitting upon her door-step, musing, with her large, dark eyes fixed absently upon the heavens above her. A gentleman in linen trowsers is directly ahead of you. The shadowy form of the sentry is about disappearing in the ill-lighted street a few yards further on. The gentleman recognizes Miss Blank, and inquires is she enjoying the breeze, or makes some other equally intellectual remark.
Oh! No, Miss Blank replies in a sub
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), A letter from President Lincoln . (search)
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), She comes from St. Louis ! (search)