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South Pass City (Wyoming, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
draw the remainder of his blockading force, for use elsewhere. With the assistance of the Jackson, Lieutenant Gwathmey, and the McRae, Lieutenant Huger—neither of which has, as yet, however, dropped down—I could probably hold my position here, until an opportunity offers of my getting to sea. I shall watch, diligently, for such an opportunity, and have no doubt, that sooner or later, it will present itself. I found, upon dropping down to this point, that the lights at Pass à L'Outre, and South Pass had been strangely overlooked, and that they were still being nightly exhibited. I caused them both to be extinguished, so that if bad weather should set in—a gale from the south-east, for instance—the blockading ships, having nothing to hold on to, will be obliged to make an offing. At present the worst feature of the blockade of Pass à L'Outre is, that the Brooklyn has the speed of me; so that even if I should run the bar, I could not hope to escape her, unless I surprised her, whic
Louisiana (Louisiana, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
Chapter 11: After long waiting and watching, the Sumter runs the blockade of the Mississippi, in open daylight, pursued by the Brooklyn. Whilst we were lying at our anchors between the forts, as described in the last chapter, Governor Moore of Louisiana, who had done good service to the Confederacy, by seizing the forts, and arsenals in his State, in advance of secession, and the Hon. John Slidell, lately returned from his seat in the Federal Senate, and other distinguished gentlemen came down, on a visit of inspection to the forts. I went on shore to call on them, and brought them on board the Sumter to lunch with me. My ship was, by this time, in excellent order, and my crew well accustomed to their stations, under the judicious management of my first lieutenant, and I took pleasure in showing these gentlemen how much a little discipline could accomplish, in the course of a few weeks. Discipline!—what a power it is everywhere, and under all circumstances; and how m
United States (United States) (search for this): chapter 11
d him to proceed to the Pilots' Association, and deliver, and see executed the following written order: C. S. Steamer Sumter, head of the passes, June 22, 1861. Sir:—This is to command you to repair on board this ship, with three or four of the most experienced pilots of the Bar. I am surprised to learn, that an unwillingness has been expressed, by some of the pilots of your Association, to come on board the Sumter; and my purpose is to test the fact of such disloyalty to the Confederate States. If any man disobeys this summons I will not only have his Branch taken from him, but I will send an armed force, and arrest, and bring him on board. This order had the desired effect, and in the course of the afternoon, Lieutenant Stribling returned, bringing with him, the Captain of the Association, and several of the pilots. I directed them to be brought into my cabin, and when they were assembled, demanded to know the reason of their late behavior. Some stammering excuses we
Texas (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
cut the wires, and break up the station, to prevent intelligence being given me of the movements of the blockading fleet. I now resorted to a little retaliation. I dispatched an officer to the different light-houses, to stave the oil-casks, and bring away the lighting apparatus, to prevent the enemy's shipping from using the lights. They were of great convenience, not only to the ships employed on the blockade, but to the enemy's transports, and other ships, bound to and from the coast of Texas. They could be of no use to our own blockade-runners, as the passes of the Mississippi, by reason of their long, and tortuous, and frequently shifting channels, were absolutely closed to them. The last letter addressed by me to the Secretary of the Navy, before escaping through the blockade, as hereinafter described, was the following: C. S. steamer Sumter, head of the passes, June 30, 1861. Sir:—I have the honor to inform the Department that I am still at my anchors at the Hea
Ship Island (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
ten o'clock. Both blockading ships still at their anchors. The British steam sloop Jason touched at the Southwest Pass, yesterday, and communicated with the Powhatan. We learn by the newspapers, to-day, that the enemy has taken possession of Ship Island, and established a blockade of the Sound. The anaconda is drawing his folds around us. We are filling some shell, and cartridges to-day, and drilling the crew at the battery. Wednesday, June 26th.—Cloudy, with occasional rain squalls, whihe logical sequence. The reader must not suppose that our anxiety was wholly allayed, as soon as we saw the Brooklyn turn away from us. We were, as yet, only a few miles from the land, and our coast was swarming with the enemy's cruisers. Ship Island was not a great way off, and there was a constant passing to and fro, of ships-of-war between that island and the passes of the Mississippi, and we might stumble upon one of these at any moment. Sail ho! was now shouted from the mast. head
Brooklyn (New York, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
L'Outre, to the effect, that a boat from the Brooklyn had put into the river and was making for the service with the enemy. The object of the Brooklyn's boat, which, as we have seen, pulled into t At Pass à L'Outre there are three ships, the Brooklyn, and another propeller, and a large side-wheed steamed about four miles down the pass, the Brooklyn was seen riding very quietly at her anchors, e may be able to add half a knot more. The Brooklyn soon loosed, and set her sails, bracing them er. As the rain blew off to leeward, and the Brooklyn reappeared, she seemed fearfully near to us, se, I began to perceive that I was eating the Brooklyn out of the wind; in other words, that she wast the most beautiful of them all was when the Brooklyn let fly all her sheets, and halliards, at onc-past 3, the chase was abandoned, the baffled Brooklyn retracing her steps to Pass à l'outre, and thety was wholly allayed, as soon as we saw the Brooklyn turn away from us. We were, as yet, only a[8 more...]
Tampico (Tamaulipas, Mexico) (search for this): chapter 11
ect, sir! not the least in the world—there is no possible chance of our escaping that ship. Even if we get over the bar ahead of her, she must overhaul us, in a very short time. The Brooklyn is good for fourteen knots an hour, sir. That was the report, said I, on her trial trip, but you know how all such reports are exaggerated; ten to one, she has no better speed, if so good, as the Sumter. You will see, sir, replied my lieutenant; we made a passage in her, only a few months ago, from Tampico to Pensacola, and averaged about thirteen knots the whole distance. Here the conversation dropped, for an officer now came to report to me that a boat had just shoved off from the pilots' station, evidently with a pilot in her. Casting my eyes in the given direction, I saw a whale-boat approaching us, pulled by four stout blacks, who were bending like good fellows to their long ashen oars, and in the stern sheets was seated, sure enough, the welcome pilot, swaying his body to, and fro, a
South River, Ga. (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 11
Island, and established a blockade of the Sound. The anaconda is drawing his folds around us. We are filling some shell, and cartridges to-day, and drilling the crew at the battery. Wednesday, June 26th.—Cloudy, with occasional rain squalls, which have tempered the excessive heats. The Ivy returned from the city to-day, and brought me eighty barrels of coal. Sent the pilot, in the light-house keeper's boat, to sound the S. E. bar, an unused and unwatched outlet to the eastward of the South Pass—in the hope that we may find sufficient water over it, to permit the egress of the ship. The Federal ships are keeping close watch, as usual, at both the passes, neither of them having stirred from her anchor, since we have been at the Head of the Passes. Thursday, June 27th.—Weather sultry, and atmosphere charged with moisture. Pilot returned this afternoon, and reports ten and a half feet water on the S. E. bar. Unfortunately the Sumter draws twelve feet; so we must abandon this <
England (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 11
y—my powder was too precious for that—but I sent the crew aloft, to man the rigging, and three such cheers were given for the Confederate flag, that little bit of striped bunting, that had waved from the Sumter's peak during the exciting chase, as could proceed only from the throats of American seamen, in the act of defying a tyrant—those cheers were but a repetition of many such cheers that had been given, by our ancestors, to that other bit of striped bunting which had defied the power of England in that olden war, of which our war was but the logical sequence. The reader must not suppose that our anxiety was wholly allayed, as soon as we saw the Brooklyn turn away from us. We were, as yet, only a few miles from the land, and our coast was swarming with the enemy's cruisers. Ship Island was not a great way off, and there was a constant passing to and fro, of ships-of-war between that island and the passes of the Mississippi, and we might stumble upon one of these at any moment<
Southwestern States (United States) (search for this): chapter 11
expected to arrive within a few minutes. The Powhatan was blockading the Southwest Pass, and it was barely possible that I might get to sea, through this pass, p one for the emergency, I dispatched the Ivy, to the pilots' station, at the Southwest Pass, in search of one. This active little cruiser returned in the course ofoard of me! I received, about the same time, a telegraphic despatch from the Southwest Pass, forwarded to me through Major Duncan, which read as follows: Applied toe Brooklyn, and another propeller, and a large side-wheel steamer; and at the Southwest Pass, there is the Powhatan, lying within half a mile of the bar, and not stiually generating the vapor, and sent a patrol of boats some distance down the Southwest Pass; the boats being relieved every four hours, and returning to the ship, ag ships still at their anchors. The British steam sloop Jason touched at the Southwest Pass, yesterday, and communicated with the Powhatan. We learn by the newspape
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