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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Casualties in the First New-Jersey cavalry. (search)
, proceeded, by order of Colonel Wyndham, on the road to Germania Ford. When they came within a mile of the Culpeper and Fredericksburgh roads, they met the rebel pickets, and learned that since the sixth instant no force had passed up from Fredericksburgh. Captain Hancock, after a general reconnoissance, returned safely with his squadron, and joined in other useful operations on the road. Part of company A, in charge of Lieutenant Charles R. Bankard, by order of Major Russell, patroled the Fredericksburgh road, and the balance, with Lieutenant John Axer, who commanded the first platoon of the fourth squadron, took part in the charges toward Brandy Station. Company B, belonging to the second squadron, commanded by First Lieutenant Henry Appel and Second Lieutenant C. E. Lyman, behaved with great valor throughout the whole engagement. This company, like company D, is composed entirely of Germans from the city of Baltimore. They behaved very gallantly, and really deserve praise
e division commanders now, (there have been such changes since Fredericksburgh,) with any assurance of accuracy. Our concentration at Gettthe department: The position occupied by the enemy opposite Fredericksburgh being one in which he could not be attacked to advantage, it whe third June. McLaws's division, of Longstreet's corps, left Fredericksburgh for Culpeper Court-House, and Hood's division, which was encamell's corps, leaving that of A. P. Hill to occupy our lines at Fredericksburgh. The march of these troops having been discovered by the ened at Winchester the Federal troops in front of A. P. Hill, at Fredericksburgh, recrossed the Rappahannock, and the next day disappeared behiarch of A. P. Hill, who, in accordance with instructions, left Fredericksburgh for the valley as soon as the enemy withdrew from his front, Lhe army of the Potomac, under the cloud since the slaughter at Fredericksburgh and the blunder at Chancellorsville, has redeemed itself in th
ceived notice to march in rear of General Newton's division to Fredericksburgh. About three A. M., the rear of General Newton's division marwas about to attack the enemy's position between Hazel Run and Fredericksburgh, and wished me to assist. I immediately formed three stormingthe corps. I did so, and after marching some three miles from Fredericksburgh, the advance of the corps became engaged. I soon received ord enemy showed himself on my left and rear, on the Richmond and Fredericksburgh road. I then threw back my left, resting it on the river, between Fredericksburgh and Banks's Ford, my right resting on the Chancellorsville road, and connecting with the division on my right. My line force largely outnumbering my division, immediately in rear of Fredericksburgh, for another attack. After the repulse which the enemy had not a rebel could be seen between our lines and the heights of Fredericksburgh. At half-past 10 P. M., I was ordered to move the division
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The drummer-boy of the Rappahannock. (search)
ring. On opening a back-door in one of the rebel houses, he found a rebel wounded in the hand, and ordered him to surrender. He did so, and was taken by the boysoldier to the Seventh Michigan. When the drummerboy recrossed the river from Fredericksburgh, General Burnside said to him, in the presence of the army: Boy, I glory in your spunk; if you keep on this way a few more years, you will be in my place. Robert is a native of New-York, but moved with his parents to Michigan when he was he went to Louisville, West-Point, Ky., and Elizabethtown, Ky.--at the last-named place he was appointed drummer-boy. Since that time he has been in six battles, as follows: Lebanon, Murfreesboro, Chattanooga, Shelbyville, McMinnsville, and Fredericksburgh. At the battle of Murfreesboro, where the Union forces were taken by surprise before daylight in the morning, after beating the long-roll, and pulling the fifer out of bed to assist him, he threw aside his drum, and seizing a gun, fired six
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), A friendly interview between pickets. (search)
A friendly interview between pickets. A correspondent writing from the Ninth army corps, opposite Fredericksburgh, Va., narrates the following, which occurred on Christmas-day, 1862, while the writer was out on picket with his company: After partaking of a Christmas dinner of salt junk and hard tack, our attention was attracted by a rebel picket, who hailed us from the opposite side of the river: I say, Yank, if a fellow goes over there, will you let him come back again? Receiving an affirmative answer, he proceeded to test the truth of it by paddling himself across the river. He was de. cidedly the cleanest specimen of a rebel I had seen. In answer to a question, he said he belonged to the Georgia Legion. One of our boys remarked: I met quite a number of your boys at South-Mountain. Yes, I suppose so, if you were there, said the rebel, while his face grew very sad. We left very many of our boys there. My brother, poor Will, was killed there. It was a very hot place fo
Fail! by A. P. Mccombs. Fail! who dares to utter such a thought, With heritage so dearly bought; What! twenty millions freemen fail, Who do and dare, whose hearts ne'er quail, Whose cause is just and must prevail O'er every foe? Fail! with millions spent, with thousands slain, With all our tears, with all our pains, With all we've lost, with all we've won? By Fredericksburgh! by Donelson! By heaven, no! Fail! never while a Bunker Hill, Or Cowpens field is whispering still, Or Saratoga's frowning peak, Or Brandywine's red flowing creek, With Yorktown battlements still speak Of glorious deeds. We cannot drop a single star, While Italy looks to us afar, While Poland lives, while Ireland hopes, While Afric's son in slavery gropes, And silent pleads. Fail! never breathe such burning shame, Sell not your birthright or your name, He's sure a coward or a knave Who'd heap dishonor on the grave Of all the host of martyred brave, For liberty. What! twenty millions freemen fail, Whos
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Fredericksburgh, Va., Dec. 25, 1863. (search)
Fredericksburgh, Va., Dec. 25, 1863. We were driving Sedgwick's infidels across Banks's Ford, when a Yankee officer was seen making his way through the streets of Fredericksburgh, where we had no troops at the time, in order to gain the opposite side of the river. A number of ladies, standing on a porch at the time, saw the runaway and cried out, Stop him! Stop him! when a Miss Philippa Barbour, a niece of Colonel Phil. Barbour, of Virginia, with a number of other ladies gave chase, and rFredericksburgh, where we had no troops at the time, in order to gain the opposite side of the river. A number of ladies, standing on a porch at the time, saw the runaway and cried out, Stop him! Stop him! when a Miss Philippa Barbour, a niece of Colonel Phil. Barbour, of Virginia, with a number of other ladies gave chase, and ran the Yankee officer nearly down, who, convulsed with laughter at the sport and the idea of being pursued by ladies, became nearly exhausted, and gave up on being hemmed in at the corner of a garden fence. The ladies took him prisoner and locked him up in a room until our troops again entered the city.--Mobile Tribune.
worthy of being told, while it would be more interesting, than that of the Missouri Guard to which Mrs. Fremont devotes a book. It was this guard, with some of the Sixth Ohio cavalry, that, led by Captain Dahlgren, made the famous raid into Fredericksburgh last fall, and which rebels even confess was the most daring feat of the war. The story is worth repeating. Fifty-two men, more than fifty miles from any support, pierced through the enemy's pickets, forded the Rappahannock, and dashed into Fredericksburgh, which was occupied by five hundred rebel cavalry, of whom they killed and wounded a number, and at one time captured one hundred and twenty, bringing off over forty, recrossing the river and returning with a loss of one man killed and one taken prisoner. The rebels were so badly scared that many of them did not pause in their flight until they reached another body of troops several miles below Fredericks-burgh. To return to the narrative of our expedition — which, however,
diers. Having been baffled in their thieving visitation, they sought revenge in trying to destroy the little town with bombshells; but we are happy to say not a house was injured, much less destroyed, except a small free church, which, we understand, was struck three or four times. The Yankee shots were alike ineffectual in the destruction of life, as not a soldier or citizen was killed or wounded by the bombardment. Urbanna is a village containing about one hundred, so that the attack was altogether one of those fiendish, malignant affairs worthy the instigation of the devil, and worthy the execution of the braves who now figure luminously in the Lincoln navy. The attack was one most likely based upon pure piratical ideas. First, to drive out the few citizens, then rush in, spoil and plunder, and destroy what they could not carry off; but thanks to the invincible little band of soldiers there, the whole scheme was frustrated. --Fredericksburgh, Va., Herald, Nov. 12.
ttered them in every direction, after which we proceeded on our voyage up the river, toward Fredericksburgh, passing some three or four fine wharves, which have been partly destroyed. Stopping at th other obstructions, are placed in the narrow channel of the river, five miles this side of Fredericksburgh, to prevent our approach to that place, where lie the steamers St. Nicholas, Eureka and Log. The town is very prettily situated on the left bank of the river, some fifty miles below Fredericksburgh. It contains two churches, a jail, a hotel, and a large steam saw-mill, and many handsome night. This morning, about five o'clock, espied a sloop coming down from the direction of Fredericksburgh, when we gave chase and captured her, she proving to be the Reindeer, Capt. Ailworth, who ms for the rebels, with a lot of letters, from which we learn that the rebels are evacuating Fredericksburgh, and talk of burning the town, to keep it from falling into our hands. At nine o'clock we
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