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John Randolph (search for this): chapter 1.14
oncluded to give her a trial. He selected John Randolph and myself to accompany him, and ordered tte our party. After a short conference with Randolph and myself as to the most suitable men for thtive. Before the straws were drawn, however, Randolph and I held a hurried council of war and determon to interest each other; during which time Randolph and I looked the horses over. They were inf to the one on the near side. The other, John Randolph eyed most covetously. Seeing that John waing so, however, as previously agreed upon by Randolph and myself, I leaped into and pushed the boatleft with orders to allow no one to pass out. Randolph, Haney, O'Bannon and Radciffe were ordered tots. Looking back at the group in the hall, Randolph said: How pleasant the day has been spent. Iur great loss. The command now devolved upon Randolph, who, in his usual cool way, said: Mount yoursafety—the end of a most eventful raid. John Randolph made a report to Colonel Mosby of our sad
Walter Bowie (search for this): chapter 1.14
How Lieut. Walter Bowie of Mosby's command met his end. [from the Richmond, Va., Times, June 23,ber, 1898, an account of the death of Lieutenant Walter Bowie, of Mosby's Command, appears over the disfigured the circumstances that attended Walter Bowie's death that those who were with him at ther to give an account of the raid on which Lieutenant Bowie was killed. About the 25th of September, 1864. Lieutenant Walter Bowie, Company F, 43d Virginia Battalion (Mosby's Battalion), received ich, judging from her dimensions at long range, Bowie thought would meet the requirements to a dot. r under our escort. On being examined by Lieutenant Bowie for proof of her loyalty to the South andending—a military necessity confronted us, and Bowie was not one to sacrifice duty upon the altar otenant, I will return at 11 o'clock to-night. Bowie smiled and said: That fellow Wiltshire is the llow me was the next command. Elbow to elbow, Bowie and I walked to the centre of the floor, when [1 more...]
George Radcliffe (search for this): chapter 1.14
arry his purpose into execution, he decided that he could conduct his expedition more successfully with a smaller force than the one he started with from Virginia; therefore he would not need a larger boat than Long's for his purpose. Five more men were needed to complete our party. After a short conference with Randolph and myself as to the most suitable men for the specific work before us, George O'Bannon, Charles Vest, George Smith, Haney, an ex-Lieutenant in the regular army, and George Radcliffe were detailed from those left in Virginia. Straws were drawn to determine who should go after the detail. He who drew the longest straw should enjoy this prerogative. Before the straws were drawn, however, Randolph and I held a hurried council of war and determined that in the event of the longest straw falling to the commander, I should take his place. As fate decreed it and we anticipated, the duty fell upon him. And he, as though there was an exquisite pleasure in store for him,
Roy Stannard Baker (search for this): chapter 1.14
er Bowie of Mosby's command met his end. [from the Richmond, Va., Times, June 23, 1900. In the McClure Magazine for December, 1898, an account of the death of Lieutenant Walter Bowie, of Mosby's Command, appears over the signature of Roy Stannard Baker, in which he cleverly shows how Detective Trail secured the Lieutenant's shot-gun from his home in Prince George county, Maryland, and with it followed him and his two comrades while scouting in Maryland during the war between the States, apty gun! How strange to those who know differently. I read this story with interest, because of the novel sense shown in it, yet with no little astonishment, on account of the vast amount of ingenuity displayed in its make-up. To be frank, Mr. Baker so disfigured the circumstances that attended Walter Bowie's death that those who were with him at the time of its occurence fail to recognize them. Distorted history, especially war history, is so distasteful to me that if I be pardoned for t
Alban G. Thomas (search for this): chapter 1.14
g set, on the other hand, he instructed his courteous clerk, Mr. Alban G. Thomas, to let us have such articles as we needed. Here an episode took place between Mr. Thomas and myself that doubtless inconvenienced the former no little at the time, but since such pleasant interchange walk. Thinking surely footwear was carried in stock, I requested Mr. Thomas to show me a pair of No. 8 boots. He replied, Mine is the only pas I wore them, I was forcibly reminded of my Sandy Spring raid. Mr. Thomas has since told me that the boots I left him have served him many cavalry were on our trail, but subsequent events proved that young Thomas had gotten the citizens of Sandy Spring together and had come afterce of wonderment to me. Several of the citizens, one of which was Mr. Thomas, had dismounted to fight as infantry, while the rest kept to theing the ground we had gained. The horse I fell heir to proved to be Thomas'. He was as swift as the wind and nimble as a cat. Hence he was not
Brawner (search for this): chapter 1.14
A touch on the shoulder and a call in a low voice were sufficient to call the Lieutenant to his feet. Ha, ho, boys, are you here so soon? was his greeting. Yes, we are here, was the reply. Fall in; forward march, came next. Although sleepy and tired we marched to within two miles of Port Tobacco by morning, where we camped until the following night, when we again took up the line of march for Port Tobacco, arriving there between 8 and 9 o'clock. A good supper was served us at the Hotel Brawner by its proprietor, one of the gentlemen who called on us up the river. We had a jolly good time, telling war stories to our Maryland friends until the dead hour, when all good soldiers are supposed to have had taps and turned in for the night. The Lieutenant had gotten full particulars concerning the disposition of the garrison from a friend in the town. In his usual quiet way, he informed us that we had a pleasant task before us. There were twenty of the 8th Illinois Cavalry quartered
Charles Vest (search for this): chapter 1.14
his boat at a given hour that night, but shortly before the appointed time to carry his purpose into execution, he decided that he could conduct his expedition more successfully with a smaller force than the one he started with from Virginia; therefore he would not need a larger boat than Long's for his purpose. Five more men were needed to complete our party. After a short conference with Randolph and myself as to the most suitable men for the specific work before us, George O'Bannon, Charles Vest, George Smith, Haney, an ex-Lieutenant in the regular army, and George Radcliffe were detailed from those left in Virginia. Straws were drawn to determine who should go after the detail. He who drew the longest straw should enjoy this prerogative. Before the straws were drawn, however, Randolph and I held a hurried council of war and determined that in the event of the longest straw falling to the commander, I should take his place. As fate decreed it and we anticipated, the duty fell
James G. Wiltshire (search for this): chapter 1.14
upon by Randolph and myself, I leaped into and pushed the boat off, saying: Lieutenant, I will return at 11 o'clock to-night. Bowie smiled and said: That fellow Wiltshire is the devil. I was then, for the first time in my life, commander of a gunboat, and I showed my authority by ordering Long to pull for the Tennant Landing. Ite to pass out. Randolph, Haney, O'Bannon and Radciffe were ordered to remain with Vest until they heard the enemy stir, when they were to rush in with a flurry. Wiltshire, follow me was the next command. Elbow to elbow, Bowie and I walked to the centre of the floor, when the former lighted a match and held it over his eyes, reveaartaking of the hospitality of our benefactress, we crossed the Rubicon in safety—the end of a most eventful raid. John Randolph made a report to Colonel Mosby of our sad casualty, who was much distressed at the loss of such a promising young officer. Jas. G. Wiltshire, 2d Lieut. Mosby's Battalion. Baltimore, Md., May, 1900
Long (search for this): chapter 1.14
robable capitulation to a small force. At any rate the commander concluded to give her a trial. He selected John Randolph and myself to accompany him, and ordered the rest of the men to remain where they were until further orders. All aboard in Long's boat, with the latter and I at the oars, and the Lieutenant at the helm, we were about to weigh anchor, when a lady from Georgia professing to be in the secret service of the Confederate States, under orders from the War Department at Richmond hortly before the appointed time to carry his purpose into execution, he decided that he could conduct his expedition more successfully with a smaller force than the one he started with from Virginia; therefore he would not need a larger boat than Long's for his purpose. Five more men were needed to complete our party. After a short conference with Randolph and myself as to the most suitable men for the specific work before us, George O'Bannon, Charles Vest, George Smith, Haney, an ex-Lieuten
Alban Gilpin (search for this): chapter 1.14
C., via Sandy Spring, Montgomery county, Md., quite a little hamlet of about fifty inhabitants. One store, owned by Mr. Alban Gilpin, supplied the good people of that vicinity with the necessities of life. Mr. Gilpin, from long experience in mercanMr. Gilpin, from long experience in mercantile life, had become skilled in decorative art, as was shown by his tastefully-arranged windows. Furbelows, flounces and fine clothes were artistically displayed in them. The picture was more than the eye of Mosby's men could withstand. Uninvited, we entered the store and opened negotiations with Mr. Gilpin for a few of his wares. He could not well refuse such a hungry-looking set, on the other hand, he instructed his courteous clerk, Mr. Alban G. Thomas, to let us have such articles as we Sandy Spring raid. Mr. Thomas has since told me that the boots I left him have served him many a good turn. Thanking Mr. Gilpin for his many kindnesses, we mounted our horses and took up a forced march for the Potomac; but alas, the night was too
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