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Charles S. Boggs (search for this): chapter 2.7
te my old tinder-box of a ship. I therefore slipped out in the smoke and darkness around us after the advancing stranger, which proved to be the Varuna, Captain Charles S. Boggs, mounting 8 8-inch guns and 2 30-pounder rifles, with a complement of about 200 persons. My whereabouts remained unknown to my former adversaries until ithin several miles of her. Suddenly the ram Stonewall Jackson, having to pass the Varuna to reach New Orleans, rammed deep into the latter's port gangway. Commander Boggs and Lieutenant Swasey, of the Varuna, and Captain Philips, commanding the Stonewall Jackson, agree in saying that the Stonewall Jackson rammed the Varuna while she was afloat, and that it was in consequence o f this blow that the Varuna was disabled and beached. Boggs says both vessels rammed the Varuna twice.--Editors. When close upon her, the Varuna delivered such of her port broadside guns as could be brought to bear. The Stonewall Jackson backed clear, steamed about four miles up
Stonewall Jackson (search for this): chapter 2.7
and with a surprise to her people plainly to be seen. This shot missed her! She replied quickly with one or more guns, when a running fight commenced, she raking us with such guns as she could bring to bear, but not daring the risk of a sheer to deliver her broadside, as we were too close upon her. Her former great superiority was now reduced to a lower figure than that of our two guns, for we, having assumed the offensive, had the advantage and maintained it until she sank. The Stonewall Jackson ramming the Varuna. Our hoped — for and expected aid never came from any source. So far from it the gun-boat Jackson, lying at quarantine, slipped her cable when the fight commenced, firing two shots at both of us, believing us both enemies (one striking our foremast), and started with all haste for the head-waters of the Mississippi, delaying at New Orleans long enough for her people with their baggage to be landed, when Lieutenant F. B. Renshaw, her commander, burnt her at the l
avoid her by sheering the ship, and she passed close on our starboard side, receiving, as she went by, a broadside from us. Until I read this, I thought the vessel that did us most damage was the Oneida, the other vessels being astern of her. Captain Lee of the Oneida in his report speaks of firing into the Governor Moore.--B. K. head and cracked it and filled the engine-room with steam, driving every man out of it. The head of the jib was now hoisted, and with a strong current on the port boeing them burn and explode their magazines after being deserted. My old classmates and messmates among the officers, and shipmates among the crews of the United States ships at New Orleans, treated me with great kindness. To mention a few, Captain Lee shared his cabin with me; Lieutenant J. S. Thornton gave me his room on board the Hartford, and with Lieutenant Albert Kautz made it possible for me to extend some hospitality to friends who called upon me. Lieutenant-Commanding Crosby on rece
A. F. Warley (search for this): chapter 2.7
a shot fired from the Iroquois, the vessel on which he was serving when he resigned his commission in the United States Navy. He was succeeded by Lieutenant Read, who fought the ship gallantly until the end. The Manassas, commanded by Lieutenant Warley, had previously done good service, and this time came to grief after two hours fighting, because every ship that neared her selected her thin, half-inch-iron roof and sides for a target. In considering the responsibility for the fall of Neiness, ignorance, and neglect of the authorities in Richmond. The first gun fired brought my crew to their stations. We had steam within 3 minutes, it having been ordered by that hour; the cable was slipped, when we delayed a moment for Lieutenant Warley to spring the Manassas, then inside of us, across the channel. A little tug-boat, the Belle Algerine, now fouled us — to her mortal injury. By the time we started, the space between the forts was filling up with the enemy's vessels, which
N. B. Harrison (search for this): chapter 2.7
escued from much discomfort and trouble, suddenly jumped to my cot, saying, The preparations are made, lose no time, out of the port by the line there ready for you, and, handing a paper inclosing several gold pieces, was off as suddenly as he came. I watched my opportunity and returned his money to him rolled up in a tobacco wrapper, saying in as few words as possible why I would not betray the confidence placed in me. When General Butler came on board the Cayuga he asked of Lieutenant-Commanding Harrison, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder at me as he walked aft, Where did you catch him? Loud enough for Butler to hear I replied, Where you were not on hand, or your army either. I was to have been paroled, but the burning of my vessel and the reported killing of the steward and reported burning of my wounded, changed my destination to Fort Warren, where, although I was denied the freedom enjoyed by the other prisoners, I was treated with much consideration by Colonel Jus
R. T. W. Duke (search for this): chapter 2.7
ter, at the crowd of people closely packed upon and near that little shelf, the damage to life and limb would have been fearful. But not a shot did we fire at her after she was disabled. We had proceeded down-stream but a short distance when Mr. Duke, the first lieutenant, then at the conn, The person who stands at the compass in a man-of-war, to see that the correct course is steered, is at the conn.--Editors. where, though wounded, he had remained throughout the fight doing his duty likeft in the Oneida's boat, and not half a second too soon. I was too much bruised to help any one overmuch, but I did all I could. Had no uninjured man left the vessel until the wounded had been cared for, I could have escaped capture, like Lieutenants Duke and Frame and the purser, the two former being wounded. When the Oneida's boat approached the Governor Moore, one of its crew recognized me. The officer of the boat wished to know if there was danger of an explosion. I replied, You surel
Kidder Breese (search for this): chapter 2.7
he officers, and shipmates among the crews of the United States ships at New Orleans, treated me with great kindness. To mention a few, Captain Lee shared his cabin with me; Lieutenant J. S. Thornton gave me his room on board the Hartford, and with Lieutenant Albert Kautz made it possible for me to extend some hospitality to friends who called upon me. Lieutenant-Commanding Crosby on receiving me on board the Pinola gave me the freedom of the cabin. When taking me to the Colorado Lieutenants Kidder Breese and Phil Johnson, both my classmates, came with offers of money and clothes, as did Acting Master Furber. When on board the Oneida, anchored close to the levee at the city, I slept from choice under a shelter aft — not a poop deck exactly — which was under the orderly's eye. Near daylight something called him away. An old sailor who had been on several ships with me, and who by my evidence in his favor was once rescued from much discomfort and trouble, suddenly jumped to my cot,
Edward G. Furber (search for this): chapter 2.7
kindness. To mention a few, Captain Lee shared his cabin with me; Lieutenant J. S. Thornton gave me his room on board the Hartford, and with Lieutenant Albert Kautz made it possible for me to extend some hospitality to friends who called upon me. Lieutenant-Commanding Crosby on receiving me on board the Pinola gave me the freedom of the cabin. When taking me to the Colorado Lieutenants Kidder Breese and Phil Johnson, both my classmates, came with offers of money and clothes, as did Acting Master Furber. When on board the Oneida, anchored close to the levee at the city, I slept from choice under a shelter aft — not a poop deck exactly — which was under the orderly's eye. Near daylight something called him away. An old sailor who had been on several ships with me, and who by my evidence in his favor was once rescued from much discomfort and trouble, suddenly jumped to my cot, saying, The preparations are made, lose no time, out of the port by the line there ready for you, and, handi
C. H. Swasey (search for this): chapter 2.7
both sides of the river. Until we got clear of this, there was nothing to attract attention toward us, the Varuna being half a mile ahead, as shown by her lights. Her engines were working finely and driving her rapidly on her spurt. Lieutenant C. H. Swasey, of the Varuna, remarks in his report upon the slowness of the Varuna at this point: Owing to the small amount of steam we then had (17 pounds), he [Kennon] soon began to come up with us.--Editors. We too, by using oil on our coal, had a people know that any other Confederate vessel than mine was within several miles of her. Suddenly the ram Stonewall Jackson, having to pass the Varuna to reach New Orleans, rammed deep into the latter's port gangway. Commander Boggs and Lieutenant Swasey, of the Varuna, and Captain Philips, commanding the Stonewall Jackson, agree in saying that the Stonewall Jackson rammed the Varuna while she was afloat, and that it was in consequence o f this blow that the Varuna was disabled and beached.
W. H. Moore (search for this): chapter 2.7
of them had their Lieutenant Beverley Kennon, C. S. N., Commander of the Governor Moore. from a photograph. boiler-houses, engines, and boilers protected by a bulquarter, delivered her fire, Firing at the Varuna through the bow of the Governor Moore. killing 5 men in our bunkers. This combined attack killed and wounded ae shot away; the latter fell on the cylinder The Pensacola disabling the Governor Moore. Captain H. W. Morris of the Pensacola says, in his report: The ram [GovGovernor Moore], after having struck the Varuna gun-boat, and forced her to run on shore to prevent sinking, advanced to attach this ship, coming down on us right ahead.ame alongside, and took them and myself off the burning ship. When I The Governor Moore, at the end of the fight. The Governor Moore in flames. The Union shiGovernor Moore in flames. The Union ships in their order, beginning with the left, are the Oneida, the Pinola, the sunken Varuna, the Iroquois, and, in the foreground, the Pensacola. [See note concerning
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