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Ben Bolt (search for this): chapter 34
ee hundred and forty dollars in cash; William E. McCoy took a gun from one of the enemy; another took the Zouave Major's hat; others took coats, hats, caps, swords, a fine pair of navy pistols; one of our men captured a fine German-silver horn. Ben Bolt — son of Judge Bolt--is missing; we think he has been taken prisoner. The whole regiment was anxious to participate, and were about crossing over to the island this morning, when they met the expedition returning, and all came back together. M.Judge Bolt--is missing; we think he has been taken prisoner. The whole regiment was anxious to participate, and were about crossing over to the island this morning, when they met the expedition returning, and all came back together. M. We set out, and before daylight were landed on Santa Rosa Island, among Billy Wilson's Zouaves, away below, and marched five miles, fighting several battles before we got off the island — losing several men from the regiment. * * * I never did see as calm a set of men in my life as last night. We killed the Federal sentinels all the way up, and took the enemy by surprise. I was by Gen. Anderson's side, and fired, by his orders, more than a dozen tents — among them the Commissariat; we al<
Robertson (search for this): chapter 34
t on to push forward the Zouaves, succeeded in getting some collected, and Col. Wilson also advanced — the enemy precipitately retreating. Major Arnold, with Capt. Robertson and Lieut. Shipley's companies, promptly followed, and attacked, as they were embarking, the other companies arriving up successively. Capt. Robertson openedCapt. Robertson opened a heavy fire, at short musket range, on the crowded masses, and Lieut. Shipley, some fifteen minutes later, joined him, and their fire must have been very effective. This was continued so long as they were within range. When they had got beyond it, the gallant Major ordered them to cease firing, and to give them three cheers, eeded to the command after the capture of his superior, conducted the affair with great gallantry, prudence, and ability. He speaks in the highest terms of Captains Robertson and Hildt, and Lieutenants Shipley and Seely, and indeed of all the others whose names I give: Major Tower and Lieut. Reese, of the Engineers; Lieuts. Durye
Silloway (search for this): chapter 34
ridge. Companies were seen moving across the ridges endeavoring to surround us. A large body of men were also drawn up fronting the camp, firing into our camp and us, setting fire to every thing. We retired behind the first ridge toward the sea, halted, and faced the enemy. I had but sixty men with me. I sent out for the rest of my men and officers, but could not find them. Stragglers came in and reported that Lieutenant-Colonel Creighton, Captains Harelton. Huherer, Hotrel, and Lieutenant Silloway had retired toward the fort. On hearing this, I said to my few men: We will be cut off; they are trying to surround us; we are too few to fight so many, and they gradually, being in good order, moved toward the beach on to the first battery, where we halted and rested a few moments. We then, as daylight appeared, marched in chase of the enemy. Until this time I heard no news of my men or that of the regulars. I then learned from Major Tower that several companies were in chase of
Barney Haney (search for this): chapter 34
the regiment. * * * I never did see as calm a set of men in my life as last night. We killed the Federal sentinels all the way up, and took the enemy by surprise. I was by Gen. Anderson's side, and fired, by his orders, more than a dozen tents — among them the Commissariat; we also burnt up two hundred barrels of flour, several bales of hay, and many other articles. I killed two of Abe's men and took two prisoners while burning the camp. Jim Gorman, of the Irish Volunteers, took one. Barney Haney is a bruiser, and Lieut. Joseph Cummings is as good a man as you'll want to find. Gen. Anderson goes in for destroying rather than killing. By mistake we had some of our men killed by their comrades. We laid down to fire, and many times the sand flew in our faces by the balls striking the ground. I claim the honor of killing the man that killed Nelms. Two of us fired at the same time, but I am satisfied that my shot took effect J. H. Pensacola, Fla., Oct. 10, 1861. The following
John Kelly (search for this): chapter 34
ort Pickens in a skiff about two and a half months ago. Dyson is a first-rate mason and bricklayer, and has worked on the Government forts at Pensacola for the last twenty years. The third is a young colored married woman, about twenty-five years old, who was owned by Cole Crosby, and hired out to a Mrs. Wm. O'Brien, at Pensacola. She left with two men in a sloop, and while beating up for Fort Pickens was fallen in with by the Colorado, and taken on board, and to the fort; her name is Olive Kelly, and she has been at the fort about a month. From the three we glean the folowing: Between three and four A. M. firing was heard about two miles from the fort, beyond Wilson's camp; and it appeared subsequently, by information got from the prisoners, that a deserter, who had been paid off from Pickens two days previous, had given such information to the Confederates as induced them to land on the inside beach and cross over to the south beach, and so come upon Wilson's camp suddenly, wit
Beddo (search for this): chapter 34
any times the sand flew in our faces by the balls striking the ground. I claim the honor of killing the man that killed Nelms. Two of us fired at the same time, but I am satisfied that my shot took effect J. H. Pensacola, Fla., Oct. 10, 1861. The following is the list of casualties in the McDuffie Rifles, of Warrenton, Georgia, in the recent fight with the Federalists on Santa Rosa Island: Lieut. Shivers is absent; Lieut. Nelms died of a wound — he was shot through the lungs; 2d Sergeant Beddo died of his wounds; 1st Corporal Canton killed and left on the island; Private D. L. Cody missing, supposed to be killed; Privates Allen Casen and L. C. Wheeler wounded, but not dangerously;----Wall, E. E. Cody, and B. Smith wounded very slightly. There was warm work on the island, and a good many of the enemy were killed and wounded. The Fifth Georgia regiment behaved nobly, while the enemy acted cowardly. We have taken some prisoners — among them a Major. Another secession acc
Americans (search for this): chapter 34
ensacola — the reward is already claimed; also an old flag which I nailed to a flagstaff on the 4th of July, which has been hanging there ever since; nothing left, however, but the stars. The ladies have cut it up in pieces, and have it pinned on their bosoms as a trophy. Every one in Pensacola has my sword and uniform. I must have had a large quantity of hair, plenty of swords and uniforms. They say if I was to be taken alive, I was to be put in a cage and exhibited. Yesterday five Americans and two ladies escaped from Pensacola, and gave us all the news of how they describe the terrible victory. We lay upon our arms every night. I have slept but very little this week. I don't feel well. I have got the diarrhea. We will want eight hundred uniforms. Your obedient servant, William Wilson, Colonel Commanding. Captain Norman's statement. The following account of the engagement was furnished by Captain Norman, of the Wilson Zouaves: On the morning of the 9th of O
Doc (search for this): chapter 34
Doc. 34. attack on Santa Rosa Island. October 9, 1861. Colonel Brown's report. Headquarters, Department of Florida, Fort Pickens, October 11, 1861. Colonel: I briefly reported to you on the 9th instant that the rebels had landed on this island, partially destroyed the camp of the Sixth regiment New York Volunteers, and had been driven off by our troops. I now report in more detail the results of the attack. For the better understanding of the several movements, it may be well to state that the enemy landed about four miles from this fort. The place may be recognized on the map by three ponds and a mound — that the island there is about three-fourths of a mile wide; that a short distance below it narrows to some two hundred yards, then widens again, and at the camp the distance across is about five-eighths of a mile; that a succession of three or four sand ridges run on the sea side, parallel to the coast, along the island; and low, swampy ground, interspersed with sand
Abbie Bradford (search for this): chapter 34
ly waited until one column was within ten feet of him, and then shot the commanding officer, Capt. Bradford. In an instant after we were formed, fronting, as I supposed, the enemy. It was so dark ths the right column was coming up and rounding the hospital, private Scott was challenged by Captain Bradford, of the rebel army, whose men, without waiting for a reply, shot Scott dead on the spot. Ttal, but hearing firing leaped out of bed, seized a musket, and was met at the tent door by Captain Bradford, commanding the enemy's right column, who asked, Who are you? I'll show you who I am, said Scotty, and levelling his piece he shot Bradford through the heart, killing him instantly. Our men took thirty-nine prisoners, including three surgeons, who were released. One of the officers, Lieuy-nine were wounded. The latter are now in the hospital at Pensacola. Among the killed are Capt. Bradford of Florida, and Lieut. Nelms of Georgia. The latter, an Adjutant of one of the Georgia regi
Hanson (search for this): chapter 34
ggage, clothing, and ready money. All but the money and clothes, however, were replaced from the fort the next day, and the men are now comfortably quartered again. Statements of three negro fugitives. The following is an account of the attack as given by three contrabands who were sent to the North in the McClellan, by Colonel Brown, from Fort Pickens. They are Peter Dyson, an intelligent black man, about thirty-five years of age, who, with his wife, a yellow woman, escaped from a Mrs. Hanson, a boarding-house keeper in Pensacola; they got to Fort Pickens in a skiff about two and a half months ago. Dyson is a first-rate mason and bricklayer, and has worked on the Government forts at Pensacola for the last twenty years. The third is a young colored married woman, about twenty-five years old, who was owned by Cole Crosby, and hired out to a Mrs. Wm. O'Brien, at Pensacola. She left with two men in a sloop, and while beating up for Fort Pickens was fallen in with by the Colorado
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