Shortly after daylight three negroes arrived from
Harrisonburg, and they described the fight as still going on. They said they
were “dreadful skeered;” and one of them told me he would “rather be a slave to
his master all his life, than a white man and a soldier.”
During the morning some of the officers and soldiers left
the boat, and determined to cut across country to Harrisonburg, but I would not
abandon the scanty remains of my baggage until I was forced to do so.
During the morning twelve more negroes arrived from
Harrisonburg. It appears that three hundred of them, the property of
neighbouring planters, had been engaged working on the fortifications, but they
all with one accord bolted when the first shell was fired. Their only idea and
hope at present seemed to be to get back to their masters. All spoke of the
Yankees with great detestation, and expressed wishes to have nothing to do with
such “bad people.”
Our captain coolly employed them in tearing down the fences,
and carrying the wood away on board the steamer for firewood.
We did nothing but this all day long, the captain being
afraid to go on, and unwilling to return. In the evening a new alarm seized him
— viz., that the Federal cavalry had cut off the Confederate line of couriers.
During the night we remained in the same position as last
night, head up stream, and ready to be off at a moment's notice.*
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* One of the passengers on board this steamer was Captain
Barney of the Confederate States Navy, who has since, I believe, succeeded
Captain Maffit in the command of the Florida.
SOURCE: Sir Arthur James Lyon Fremantle, Three Months
in the Southern States: April-June, 1863, p. 90-1
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