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Anna Pickens (search for this): article 7
t yesterday a shell should throw the entire community into mourning: Miss Anna Pickens, the daughter of our former Governor, never consented to leave the city. ; gratitude gave birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April.ompany was assembled, burst and wounded nine persons, and among the rest, Miss Anna Pickens. We cannot describe the scene that followed. Order was at last re-estabom a terrible wound under her left breast. A surgeon came and declared that Miss Pickens had not longer than two hours to live. We will not paint the general despaiirl, struggling in the embrace of death and against a terrible mortal pang. Gov. Pickens, whose courage is known, was almost without consciousness, and Mrs. Pickens Mrs. Pickens looked upon her child with the dry and haggard eye of one whose reason totters. Lieut. de Rockelle was the first to speak. "Anna," he cried, "I will die soon, to
R. J. Dickinson (search for this): article 7
speak. "Anna," he cried, "I will die soon, too, but I would have you die my wife. There is yet time to unite us" The young girl did not reply; she was too weak. A slight flush rose for an instant to her pale check; it could be seen that joy and pain were struggling in her spirit for the mastery. Lying upon a stoa, her bridal dress all stained with blood, her hair dishevelled, she had never been more beautiful. Helpless as she was, Lieut. de Rochelle took her hand and requested Rev. Mr. Dickinson to proceed with the ceremony. When it was time for the dying girl to say "yes, " her lips parted several times, but she could not articulate. At last the word was spoken, and a slight foam rested upon her lips. The dying agony was near. The minister sobbed as he proceeded with the ceremony. An hour afterwards all was over, and the bridal chamber was the chamber of death. Lieut. de Rochelle has sworn to perish in battle against the Yankees; and we are sure that he will keep his ca
Andrew Rochelle (search for this): article 7
leston. --The Yankees from time to time throw a shell into the city and nobody seems to mind it. But misfortune willed that yesterday a shell should throw the entire community into mourning: Miss Anna Pickens, the daughter of our former Governor, never consented to leave the city. Despite the representations of Gen. Beauregard, she remained braving shells and Greek fire, attending the wounded and cheering all with her presence. Among the wounded officers under her care was Mr. Andrew de Rochelle, a descendant of one of the noblest Hugnenot families of the city. This young man was full of the liveliest gratitude for his fair nurse; gratitude gave birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April. Lieut de Rochelle was on duty at Fort Sumter in the morning, and it was determined that the ceremony should take place at the residence of Gen. Bonham, in the evening, at 7 o'cloc
Beauregard (search for this): article 7
An Incident of the Siege of Charleston. --The Yankees from time to time throw a shell into the city and nobody seems to mind it. But misfortune willed that yesterday a shell should throw the entire community into mourning: Miss Anna Pickens, the daughter of our former Governor, never consented to leave the city. Despite the representations of Gen. Beauregard, she remained braving shells and Greek fire, attending the wounded and cheering all with her presence. Among the wounded officers under her care was Mr. Andrew de Rochelle, a descendant of one of the noblest Hugnenot families of the city. This young man was full of the liveliest gratitude for his fair nurse; gratitude gave birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April. Lieut de Rochelle was on duty at Fort Sumter in the morning, and it was determined that the ceremony should take place at the residence of Gen.
Andrew De Rochelle (search for this): article 7
ve birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April. Lieut de Rochelle was on duty at Fort Sumter in the morning, and it was determined that the ceremony should take place at the residence of Gen. Bonham, in the evening, at 7 o'for the mastery. Lying upon a stoa, her bridal dress all stained with blood, her hair dishevelled, she had never been more beautiful. Helpless as she was, Lieut. de Rochelle took her hand and requested Rev. Mr. Dickinson to proceed with the ceremony. When it was time for the dying girl to say "yes, " her lips parted several tim agony was near. The minister sobbed as he proceeded with the ceremony. An hour afterwards all was over, and the bridal chamber was the chamber of death. Lieut. de Rochelle has sworn to perish in battle against the Yankees; and we are sure that he will keep his cash. He has now a double motive to hate them and his own existenc
Bonham (search for this): article 7
ers under her care was Mr. Andrew de Rochelle, a descendant of one of the noblest Hugnenot families of the city. This young man was full of the liveliest gratitude for his fair nurse; gratitude gave birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April. Lieut de Rochelle was on duty at Fort Sumter in the morning, and it was determined that the ceremony should take place at the residence of Gen. Bonham, in the evening, at 7 o'clock. At the moment when the Episcopal clergyman was asking the bride of she was ready, a shell fell upon the roof of the building, penetrated to the room where the company was assembled, burst and wounded nine persons, and among the rest, Miss Anna Pickens. We cannot describe the scene that followed. Order was at last re-established, and the wounded were removed, all except the bride, who lay motionless upon the carpet. Her betrothed, kneeling and bending over
Rockelle (search for this): article 7
to tell me the truth. If I must die, I can die worthy of you." The young soldier's tears were his answer, and Miss Anna, summoning all her strength, attempted to smile. Nothing could be more heart-rending to see the agony of this brave girl, struggling in the embrace of death and against a terrible mortal pang. Gov. Pickens, whose courage is known, was almost without consciousness, and Mrs. Pickens looked upon her child with the dry and haggard eye of one whose reason totters. Lieut. de Rockelle was the first to speak. "Anna," he cried, "I will die soon, too, but I would have you die my wife. There is yet time to unite us" The young girl did not reply; she was too weak. A slight flush rose for an instant to her pale check; it could be seen that joy and pain were struggling in her spirit for the mastery. Lying upon a stoa, her bridal dress all stained with blood, her hair dishevelled, she had never been more beautiful. Helpless as she was, Lieut. de Rochelle took her h
Andrew (search for this): article 7
ed, and the wounded were removed, all except the bride, who lay motionless upon the carpet. Her betrothed, kneeling and bending over her, was weeping bitterly and trying to staunch the blood that welled from a terrible wound under her left breast. A surgeon came and declared that Miss Pickens had not longer than two hours to live. We will not paint the general despair. When the wounded girl recovered her consciousness, she asked to know her fate, and when they hesitated to tell her--"Andrew," she said, "I beg you to tell me the truth. If I must die, I can die worthy of you." The young soldier's tears were his answer, and Miss Anna, summoning all her strength, attempted to smile. Nothing could be more heart-rending to see the agony of this brave girl, struggling in the embrace of death and against a terrible mortal pang. Gov. Pickens, whose courage is known, was almost without consciousness, and Mrs. Pickens looked upon her child with the dry and haggard eye of one whose reas
Anna (search for this): article 7
ded girl recovered her consciousness, she asked to know her fate, and when they hesitated to tell her--"Andrew," she said, "I beg you to tell me the truth. If I must die, I can die worthy of you." The young soldier's tears were his answer, and Miss Anna, summoning all her strength, attempted to smile. Nothing could be more heart-rending to see the agony of this brave girl, struggling in the embrace of death and against a terrible mortal pang. Gov. Pickens, whose courage is known, was almost without consciousness, and Mrs. Pickens looked upon her child with the dry and haggard eye of one whose reason totters. Lieut. de Rockelle was the first to speak. "Anna," he cried, "I will die soon, too, but I would have you die my wife. There is yet time to unite us" The young girl did not reply; she was too weak. A slight flush rose for an instant to her pale check; it could be seen that joy and pain were struggling in her spirit for the mastery. Lying upon a stoa, her bridal dres
April 22nd (search for this): article 7
entations of Gen. Beauregard, she remained braving shells and Greek fire, attending the wounded and cheering all with her presence. Among the wounded officers under her care was Mr. Andrew de Rochelle, a descendant of one of the noblest Hugnenot families of the city. This young man was full of the liveliest gratitude for his fair nurse; gratitude gave birth to a more tender sentiment; his suit was listed to, Governor Pickens gave his consent, and the marriage was fixed for yesterday, the 22d April. Lieut de Rochelle was on duty at Fort Sumter in the morning, and it was determined that the ceremony should take place at the residence of Gen. Bonham, in the evening, at 7 o'clock. At the moment when the Episcopal clergyman was asking the bride of she was ready, a shell fell upon the roof of the building, penetrated to the room where the company was assembled, burst and wounded nine persons, and among the rest, Miss Anna Pickens. We cannot describe the scene that followed. Order wa