Thursday, July 23, 2015
1st Lieutenant Charles Fessenden Morse, May 14, 1862
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Diary of Mary Boykin Chesnut: February 1, 1864
Saturday, June 20, 2015
Colonel Charles Russell Lowell to Josephine Shaw Lowell, September 1, 1864 - Evening
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
Diary of Mary Boykin Chesnut: November 28, 1863
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Major Wilder Dwight: Friday, August 23, 1861
Diary of Mary Boykin Chesnut: November 5, 1863
Friday, March 6, 2015
Major Rutherford B. Hayes to Sardis Birchard, October 27, 1861
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Lieutenant-Colonel Theodore Lyman to Elizabeth Russell Lyman, June 16, 1864
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Lieutenant-Colonel Theodore Lyman to Elizabeth Russell Lyman, January 31, 1864
Saturday, February 5, 2011
"When You Is About, We Is."
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Down The Mississippi
EFFECT OF THE BATTLE OF SHILOH.
The refugees corroborate the statement that the battle of Shiloh, though claimed as a triumph, is regarded throughout the South as a great calamity by the leaders and abettors of the rebellion; and that the people, though deceived at first by the press, have, from interviews with the wounded soldiers, learned what was so carefully sought to be concealed. There is no doubt that Shiloh has been a terrible blow to the enemy, and one from which they can hardly recover.
LIBERTY OR DEATH.
Within the past three months a large number of slaves have been sent further South and sold to new masters; and the scenes in the auction marts have been often harrowing to witness – families being separated without the least regard for humanity, or that kind of external decency which the slave-owners frequently affect to observe.
A week or two since, a large and rather intelligent mulatto was taken from his wife and children and sold to a Texas planter at James’s mart. He, poor fellow, was greatly depressed, and seemed for a time unconscious of everything passing around him. At last he aroused himself from his introspection, and asked if he had been sold, and to whom? The name of his planter was given, and the location of his plantation.
An expression of agony, succeeded by a cloud of despair, passed over the man’s face; but without speaking, he walked quietly into the middle of the street, and before any one could divine his motive, or anticipate his intentions, he drew a pistol, which he had concealed upon his person, and placing the muzzle to his forehead pulled the trigger.
The upper part of the mulatto’s head was fairly blown off; and he fell a mangled corpse in the mist of the crowded thoroughfare.
The bondsman was free. Suicide had saved him from slavery.
The crowd, ever curious, but rarely sympathetic, especially when a negro is the sufferer or the victim, gathered for a moment about the body; but no one pitied, no one bestowed more thought upon the heart-broken, self-slain husband and father than if he had been a butchered ox.
A few asked, “What the devil was the matter with the nigger?” Others observed: “The d----d cursed darkey. I could have sold him for two thousand dollars. I’m just so much out of pocket. If he’d come to life again, I’d give him forty lashes.”
But the crowd went hurrying on, and the negro, and the great tragedy, deeper, and grander and more awful than “Othello,” were forgotten; and the heroic martyr was hauled away like a poisoned dog.
– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, May 10, 1862, p. 2
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
An illustration of Southern valor . . .
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Fight at Waddell Farm
June 12, 1862, quite a lively fight took place between a considerable force of Confederate troops and a portion of the Ninth Illinois Cavalry. The rebels attempted to capture a valuable forage train, which was sent out with a large escort under the command of Major Humphrey. At first it looked as though the Confederates would be successful, as they appeared to have superior numbers and drove back our advance. The train was halted and run back to a safer position. Several of our men were wounded and one taken prisoner. Couriers were sent back to camp to notify the commander of the affair. Colonel Brackett, with four companies of the Ninth and two of Missouri Cavalry, headed by Captain Burgh and his Company A, ran down a mile or more, but failed to find anything of the rebs, though quite a force of darkies were looking on and grinning from ear to ear to see the Yankees chase the rebs into the woods and out of sight. Just how many of the Confederates were killed and wounded we never knew.
SOURCE: Davenport, Edward A., Editor, History of the Ninth Illinois Cavalry Volunteers (1888), p. 38