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Galveston (Texas, United States) (search for this): article 3
ariety of human beings, all intent on the same business — that is, news. The negro is the predominant element; and if a white man conducts himself properly, he may consider himself quite as good as one. For fear that I might be tempted to show that I consider myself a little better, I keep my distance. I understand that English law is not as liberal towards men as ours; so it is best to keep out of its reach. I feel that I am moving in a new sphere, really. There are a good many Confederates here, all apparently in the Government employ. The bombardment of Wilmington created quite a sensation, and "block" runners are beginning to think that their occupation is getting to be pretty much like Othello's. I hope you will hear of my return very soon. Should the port of Wilmington be closed effectually, I may may go to Galveston, Texas, by way of Havana. There is no denying the fact that things are looking rather blue for us now; but I hope we will come out O. K. yet. J.
Havana (Cuba) (search for this): article 3
ariety of human beings, all intent on the same business — that is, news. The negro is the predominant element; and if a white man conducts himself properly, he may consider himself quite as good as one. For fear that I might be tempted to show that I consider myself a little better, I keep my distance. I understand that English law is not as liberal towards men as ours; so it is best to keep out of its reach. I feel that I am moving in a new sphere, really. There are a good many Confederates here, all apparently in the Government employ. The bombardment of Wilmington created quite a sensation, and "block" runners are beginning to think that their occupation is getting to be pretty much like Othello's. I hope you will hear of my return very soon. Should the port of Wilmington be closed effectually, I may may go to Galveston, Texas, by way of Havana. There is no denying the fact that things are looking rather blue for us now; but I hope we will come out O. K. yet. J.
North Carolina (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): article 3
being allowed the privilege of once more writing you from a point of safety, after experiencing a most dangerous trip from Wilmington, I feel the profoundest gratitude to the Almighty Being, to whose mercy alone I attribute the fact of our not being lost. The opening of this letter will no doubt fill you with the same feeling; and knowing that you will be eager for them, I will give some of the particulars, which can never be effaced from my memory. Just before leaving the coast of North Carolina, I wrote M., informing her of our expected departure on the night previous to Thursday, which letter I hope she has received. Night arrived, and about 12 M. we got under way, having no difficulty in evading the blockading squadron, from the fact that nearly all the ships had been called off from the "bar" (over which we passed) to participate in the attack on Fort Fisher above, the whole of which I witnessed with great satisfaction, particularly when I discovered that our guns were
Atlantic Ocean (search for this): article 3
at a terrible rate. In the meantime, there was much sea-sickness, with which I myself suffered very little, as I anticipated. The next morning, the wind and sea having subsided considerably, was the time appointed for our arrival at St. Georges, but when four o'clock arrived, and the man at the masthead failed to sing out "land ahead," the re-action in my feelings was indescribably awful. It is painful to think of even now. Upon examination, we found we were lost somewhere in the Atlantic ocean, but exactly where we did not know, with only two days coal and a very small amount of provisions and water on hand. The only hope for us was in meeting up with some sail, or accidentally hitting upon land by floating about in different directions until the coal was out; otherwise our condition was truly alarming. But, thank Heaven, we came in sight of terra firma on Friday evening, after being at sea six days and six nights, and are now safe at anchor in the harbor of St. Georges,
St Georges (Canada) (search for this): article 3
tlantic ocean, but exactly where we did not know, with only two days coal and a very small amount of provisions and water on hand. The only hope for us was in meeting up with some sail, or accidentally hitting upon land by floating about in different directions until the coal was out; otherwise our condition was truly alarming. But, thank Heaven, we came in sight of terra firma on Friday evening, after being at sea six days and six nights, and are now safe at anchor in the harbor of St. Georges, not, however, without passing through another fearful gale on Thursday night, the ship sustaining some injury, but not of a serious character. The same night that we put to sea the "Talisman" followed, and was unfortunate enough to be lost. Her crew arrived to-day, having been taken up by a Yankee merchantman whilst their ship (the T.) was in a sinking condition. Old sailors report it to have been a terrible time for ships. --Nearly all that have arrived here in the last few days have
January 1st, 1865 AD (search for this): article 3
Blockade-Running. The following letter describes a voyage out from Wilmington, through the blockaders, before the fall of Fort Fisher. The writer has since been captured on board the blockade-running steamer Stag: Steamship Stag, St. Georges, Bermuda, January 1, 1865. My Dear Father: For being allowed the privilege of once more writing you from a point of safety, after experiencing a most dangerous trip from Wilmington, I feel the profoundest gratitude to the Almighty Being, to whose mercy alone I attribute the fact of our not being lost. The opening of this letter will no doubt fill you with the same feeling; and knowing that you will be eager for them, I will give some of the particulars, which can never be effaced from my memory. Just before leaving the coast of North Carolina, I wrote M., informing her of our expected departure on the night previous to Thursday, which letter I hope she has received. Night arrived, and about 12 M. we got under way, ha