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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 191 93 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore) 185 3 Browse Search
Colonel William Preston Johnston, The Life of General Albert Sidney Johnston : His Service in the Armies of the United States, the Republic of Texas, and the Confederate States. 182 0 Browse Search
Adam Badeau, Military history of Ulysses S. Grant from April 1861 to April 1865. Volume 1 156 0 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: The Opening Battles. Volume 1. 145 1 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 2. 128 0 Browse Search
William F. Fox, Lt. Col. U. S. V., Regimental Losses in the American Civil War, 1861-1865: A Treatise on the extent and nature of the mortuary losses in the Union regiments, with full and exhaustive statistics compiled from the official records on file in the state military bureaus and at Washington 106 18 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 103 3 Browse Search
Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865 84 0 Browse Search
Admiral David D. Porter, The Naval History of the Civil War. 80 0 Browse Search
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Browsing named entities in Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore). You can also browse the collection for Fort Donelson (Tennessee, United States) or search for Fort Donelson (Tennessee, United States) in all documents.

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rice is still in full retreat, And our troops in Tennessee Rebel arms shall ne'er defeat! Listen! Still the ceaseless roar Peals along the quivering air, From the city on the shore News of victory it must bear! Listen! Hear the loud hurrahs In the quiet village streets While the distant thunder jars-- Echo still with echo meets. Listen! Loudly peal the bells! Listen! Guns are thundering here! Every thing of victory tells, Hearts of millions yearn to hear. Price is taken, now, at last! Donelson has fallen low! God be praised! the die is cast! Vengeance falleth on the foe! God be praised! His arm of wrath Strikes for us this mighty blow-- Leads us on the battle-path-- Stanches, guides its crimson flow. God be praised! for soon our land, Groaning and convulsed so long, As in olden time shall stand, Union--Freedom blend their song! Listen! Hear the sighing gale Coming up from South to North, While a lengthened answering wail Comes from every quarter forth! Is it widows' hopeles
, meddling, fanatical, ism --breeding followers of Cromwell, spread over the greater part of the North and West. Jamestown stock chiefly peopled the South, and small sections of the North-west Territory, which, with Kentucky, belonged to Virginia. It was the descendants of the genuine Yankee which met us at Manassas and before Richmond and fled from the Valley of the Shenandoah before Jackson. It was in part the descendants of the Jamestown stock, crossed with the Yankee, which met us at Donelson and Shiloh, and who are our stoutest foes. Any one who will look into this bit of history will see that it is true. Extreme religious bigotry indulged for more than two centuries, and constant intermarriage have impoverished the Yankee blood, until the Yankee mind has become diseased and filled with innumerable isms. On the contrary, though the South has preserved its great English features, a healthy admixture of the blood of other races has kept it from degeneration. Besides, our pe
A Union soldier died at St. Louis of wounds received at Fort Donelson. He was from Iowa, and his funeral was held in the capital of that State. His dying injunction was, that no enemy of his country, secessionist or abolitionist, should be permitted to touch his body.--Chicago Times. The repugnance of that soldier to abolitionism — his detestation of it — is not singular, but is shared in by three fourths of the army. The feeling is increasing in intensity every day.--Ohio Statesman, May
40. Bragg's last order to Wheeler: after the Second Fort Donelson defeat. Mitte Sectari, rosa quo locorum Sera moretur. . . . . . . ----Me sub areta vite bibentem. Horace: Ode XXXVIII. headquarters Tullahoma, February 14, 1863. I hate, my boy Wheeler, old Abe's apparatus, Of hemp garlands twisted to choke our afflatus. Cease to rove where that Stanley the devil is playing, Nor scout near the spot where Old rosy is staying. Fort Donelson's sold to Uncle Sam, For bloodhoun14, 1863. I hate, my boy Wheeler, old Abe's apparatus, Of hemp garlands twisted to choke our afflatus. Cease to rove where that Stanley the devil is playing, Nor scout near the spot where Old rosy is staying. Fort Donelson's sold to Uncle Sam, For bloodhounds can't butt with a Federal ram. My sedulous care is to make my escape And drink myself tight with a little more grape. You're rather Lowe-flung, and have shown the white rag, And I'm nearly played out-- Your old friend, Braxton Bragg.