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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 96 (search)
How Zollicoffer was Killed.--Mrs. Fry, wife of Col. S. S. Fry, of the Fourth Kentucky regiment, received a letter at Danville, from Col. erset. He details in the letter the manner in which he killed Gen. Zollicoffer, which varies somewhat from the many statements we have seen. ading his regiment into a charge upon the Mississippians, when Gen. Zollicoffer, accompanied by his aid, rode up to him and said: You are not g to the Mississippians) are all your friends. In the mean time Zollicoffer's aid fired upon Col. Fry, wounding his horse, from which wound the animal died. Col. Fry then turned and fired upon Zollicoffer with fatal effect. Gen. Zollicoffer evidently labored under the impressionGen. Zollicoffer evidently labored under the impression that Col. Fry was a rebel officer. The stories about the old intimacy of the two officers are all untrue. They had never met before, nor dinow the rank of the officer upon whom he fired, as the evidences of his rank were covered by a cloak which Gen. Zollicoffer wore in battle.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 97 (search)
e having been appropriately performed on the occasion. Wounded prisoners state that there was no general enthusiasm, but that the growing discontent induced Gen. Zollicoffer to make a speech to his troops the day before he led them to battle, in which he declared with emphasis, that he would take them to Indiana, or go to h--1 himself! After Col. Fry's horse was shot and disabled, he mounted the splendid gray charger which Zollicoffer had ridden. As the Federal army advances, the Union people creep out of their holes and hiding-places, and evince the most frantic delight; they are eager to receive arms and to be marched against those who have so long terngated shells charged with shrapnel, which did terrible execution, filling the forest with rebel dead like cordwood. A confederate flag, which was taken from Zollicoffer's intrenchments, was constructed of silk, and bore the following: Presented to the Mountain Rangers, Captain Ashford, by Mrs. W. V. Chardovagne. The banner was
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 130 (search)
An Incident of Mill Spring.--After the battle, when the Minnesota regiment returned to its quarters at Camp Hamilton, they marched past the Colonel's marquee with banners flying, and their splendid band playing Hail Columbia. Standing in front of the tent were Dr. Cliff, Zollicoffer's Brigade Surgeon, Lieut.-Col. Carter, of the Twentieth Tennessee (rebel) regiment, and several of our own officers. Hail Columbia affected both the rebel officers to tears — they wept like children — and Carter remarked that: Although compelled to fight against the old flag, he loved it still. A Correspondent, writing of the battle of Somerset, says: There is, indeed, retribution in history. The Ball's Bluff slaughter has been fully avenged, as now ascertained. A counterpart to its saddest feature — the drowning of our retiring troops in the Potomac — has been enacted by the retreating rebels. When they reached the bank of the river, after their precipitate flight from the battle-field
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), 43. Western Trooper's song. (search)
43. Western Trooper's song. Old Zolly's got his rights, Without having many fights, He never had made one that he could brag on. He made his last stand On the rolling Cumberland, And was sent to the happy land of Canaan. Old Zolly's gone, And the secesh will have to mourn, Because they thought he'd do to depend on; But he knew his end was nigh When he met with Colonel Fry, Who sent him to the happy land of Canaan. Oh! Zollicoffer's dead, And the last words he said: “I see another wild cat a comina.” Up steps Colonel Fry, And shot him in the eye, And sent him to the happy land of Canaan. The dead brought to Life again.--The following remarkable incident occurred in Dodgeville, Wisconsin: When the present war first broke out, a young man who resided in the above village joined a company commanded by Capt. Tom Allen, which was afterward incorporated in the Second regiment of Wisconsin Volunteers, and was present at the terrible and disastrous battle of Bull Run. The intelligen
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 145 (search)
and loyal! Ay, 'tis Du Pont at work, Shelling the snakes that lurk Down by Port Royal! What's this from old Kentuck? There, down upon his luck, Puts many a flying scamp? What could you offer To stop him as he scuds? Not all the baby-duds In Zollicoffer's camp, it seems, were found quantities of children's Clothes, plundered from loyal houses by the rebels, and carefully preserved for the use of their own offspring. Hived in your thieving camp, Black Zollicoffer! Straight through Tennessee TZollicoffer! Straight through Tennessee The flag is flapping free-- Ay, nothing shorter! But first, with shot and shell, The road was cleared right well-- Ye made each muzzle tell, Brave Foote and Porter I! Shear the old Stripes and Stars Short, for the bloody bars? No, not an atom! How, 'neath yon cannon-smoke, Volley and charge and stroke, Roar around Roanoke! Burnside is at 'em! O brave lads of the West! Joy to each valiant breast! Three days of steady fight-- Three shades of stormy night-- Donelson tumbles. Surrender out of hand
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), 53. on the Death of Zollicoffer. (search)
53. on the Death of Zollicoffer. The spirit of Felix K. Zollicoffer wrote this in the hands of the medium, Lucretia Russell. He lay upon the battle-field, His lips gave not a sound, He fought with brave and — manly aid When on the battle ground. His aged mother bent her knee In one most fervent sound, He lay there-looked likeFelix K. Zollicoffer wrote this in the hands of the medium, Lucretia Russell. He lay upon the battle-field, His lips gave not a sound, He fought with brave and — manly aid When on the battle ground. His aged mother bent her knee In one most fervent sound, He lay there-looked like marble white-- With mourning friends around. Brave Zollicoffer called his men, I'm dying, men, cried he, And from this day for evermore, I never shall happy be. Tell my mother not to weep for me, Nor give one lingering sigh, For when I fell from off my horse I never flinched to die. Another General gave command, I could not hear Zollicoffer called his men, I'm dying, men, cried he, And from this day for evermore, I never shall happy be. Tell my mother not to weep for me, Nor give one lingering sigh, For when I fell from off my horse I never flinched to die. Another General gave command, I could not hear that sound, But off they ran and left me there Dead-lifeless on the ground. Louisville Journal, February
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 198 (search)
The Rebel Retreat from Mill Spring.--In the course of a eulogistic notice of Capt. C. C. Spiller, the Republican Banner gives the following particulars of the rebel retreat from Mill Spring: The Noble Ellis was at Gainsboro; three ineffectual attempts had been made to take her up the river, to where our army was. Finally Captain Spiller was ordered to bring the boat; it was executed. Before the fight, he asked permission to lead his company, but General Zollicoffer ordered him to remain at the river, in charge of operations there. The battle was fought, and our army driven back to the river, where a successful and skilful crossing alone could have saved it from utter ruin. Spiller was the man for the post — the world could not have furnished a better. The crossing began at three o'clock P. M. One of the enemy's batteries opened on the boat, and the fire was incessant until dark. The steamer was run all night. At four o'clock in the morning, when two thousand five hundr
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), Death of Zollicoffer. (search)
Death of Zollicoffer. Danville, Ky., Feb. 23, 1862. To the Editors of the Louisville Journal: Yesterday I had an in Bailie Peyton who fired at Fry, but Lieut. Fogg, aid to Zollicoffer. Fogg was mortally wounded by Capt. Vaughn, of Fry's regiment, and has since died. Zollicoffer wore a light drab overcoat, buttoned to the chin, thus concealing his military rank.ear that their knees touched, Fry all the time supposing Zollicoffer to be a Federal officer — hence his reply: I do not inte killing his horse. At once, Fry drew his revolver upon Zollicoffer, shooting him through the breast. Instantly he threw up his arms, fell from his horse, and expired. Zollicoffer's horse was secured by the rebels. His sword is in possession of C no other trophies save a note, taken from the pocket of Zollicoffer, by which he recognised the rebel General. A Copy of the Note found.Gen. F. K. Zollicoffer: dear Sir: We desire to pass over the river to-day. We have business with Dr.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 290 (search)
A Chapter of Rebel Outrages.--The deeds of Zollicoffer's hordes are as atrocious as any committed by the rebellious Sikhs in the British Indian war, and Nena Sahib is an angel of light and mercy compared to the confederate ruffians. In proof that this assertion is no exaggeration, Mr. W. M. Green, who was compelled to leave Jamestown, Russell County, and take refuge at Columbia, writes to us from the latter place that the counties of Clinton, Wayne, and Russell are completely overrun by the confederates. Their force consists of eleven regiments of infantry and about one thousand five hundred cavalry, with eight pieces of cannon, two of which are rifled twelve-pounders. The cavalry are ranging over the country, shooting down citizens or taking them prisoners, and taking possession of all the horses, cattle, hogs, and bedclothes. In some instances they have compelled Union men to pull off their coats and boots, that they might appropriate them. They have taken fourteen citiz
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 296 (search)
Incidents of Webb's Cross-Roads.--While the body of Zollicoffer lay upon the ground in front of a Minnesota tent, surrounded by soldiers, an excited officer rode up exclaiming to the men: What in h--1 are you doing here? Why are you not at the stretchers bringing in the wounded? This is Zollicoffer, said a soldier. I know that, replied the officer, he is dead, and could not have been sent to h--1 by a better man, for Col. Fry shot him — leave him and go to your work. When the two ParrZollicoffer, said a soldier. I know that, replied the officer, he is dead, and could not have been sent to h--1 by a better man, for Col. Fry shot him — leave him and go to your work. When the two Parrott guns were planted on the hill at Brown's house, overlooking the enemy's camp, the peculiar whir-r-r of the shells was new to our astonished darky, who, with hat off and eyes protruding, exclaimed to his sable companion: Gosh Almighty, Sam, don't dat go howlina trou de wilderness? In nearly a direct line with the course we had marched from the battle-field to the rebel works, is a bold elevation about three fourths of a mile this side of said works, on which one of our batteries was immed
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