Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Annexation

[By John L. O’Sullivan]

It is now time for the opposition to the Annexation of Texas to cease, all further agitation of the waters of bitterness and strife, at least in connexion with this question, – even though it may perhaps be required of us as a necessary condition of the freedom of our institutions, that we must live on for ever in a state of unpausing struggle and excitement upon some subject of party division or other. But, in regard to Texas, enough has now been given to party. It is time for the common duty of Patriotism to the Country to succeed; – or if this claim will not be recognized, it is at least time for common sense to acquiesce with decent grace in the inevitable and the irrevocable.

Texas is now ours. Already, before these words are written, her Convention has undoubtedly ratified the acceptance, by her Congress, of our proffered invitation into the Union; and made the requisite changes in her already republican form of constitution to adapt it to its future federal relations. Her star and her stripe may already be said to have taken their place in the glorious blazon of our common nationality; and the sweep of our eagle’s wing already includes within its circuit the wide extent of her fair and fertile land. She is no longer to us a mere geographical space – a certain combination of coast, plain, mountain, valley, forest and stream. She is no longer to us a mere country on the map. She comes within the dear and sacred designation of Our Country; no longer a “pays,” she is a part of “la patrie;” and that which is at once a sentiment and a virtue, Patriotism, already begins to thrill for her too within the national heart. It is time then that all should cease to treat her as alien, and even adverse – cease to denounce and vilify all and everything connected with her accession – cease to thwart and oppose the remaining steps for its consummation; or where such efforts are felt to be unavailing, at least to embitter the hour of reception by all the most ungracious frowns of aversion and words of unwelcome. There has been enough of all this. It has had its fitting day during the period when, in common with every other possible question of practical policy that can arise, it unfortunately became one of the leading topics of party division, of presidential electioneering. But that period has passed, and with it let its prejudices and its passions, its discords and its denunciations, pass away too. The next session of Congress will see the representatives of the new young State in their places in both our halls of national legislation, side by side with those of the old Thirteen. Let their reception into “the family” be frank, kindly, and cheerful, as befits such an occasion, as comports not less with our own self-respect than patriotic duty towards them. Ill betide those foul birds that delight to file their own nest, and disgust the ear with perpetual discord of ill-omened croak.

Why, were other reasoning wanting, in favor of now elevating this question of the reception of Texas into the Union, out of the lower region of our past party dissensions, up to its proper level of a high and broad nationality, it surely is to be found, found abundantly, in the manner in which other nations have undertaken to intrude themselves into it, between us and the proper parties to the case, in a spirit of hostile interference against us, for the avowed object of thwarting our policy and hampering our power, limiting our greatness and checking the fulfillment of our manifest destiny to overspread the continent allotted by Providence for the free development of our yearly multiplying millions. This we have seen done by England, our old rival and enemy; and by France, strangely coupled with her against us, under the influence of the Anglicism strongly tinging the policy of her present prime minister, Guizot. The zealous activity with which this effort to defeat us was pushed by the representatives of those governments, together with the character of intrigue accompanying it, fully constituted that case of foreign interference, which Mr. Clay himself declared should, and would unite us all in maintaining the common cause of our country against foreigner and the foe. We are only astonished that this effect has not been more fully and strongly produced, and that the burst of indignation against this unauthorized, insolent and hostile interference against us, has not been more general even among the party before opposed to Annexation, and has not rallied the national spirit and national pride unanimously upon that policy. We are very sure that if Mr. Clay himself were now to add another letter to his former Texas correspondence, he would express this sentiment, and carry out the idea already strongly stated in one of them, in a manner which would tax all the powers of blushing belonging to some of his party adherents.

It is wholly untrue, and unjust to ourselves, the pretence that the Annexation has been a measure of spoliation, unrightful and unrighteous – of military conquest under forms of peace and law – of territorial aggrandizement at the expense of justice, and justice due by a double sanctity to the weak. This view of the question is wholly unfounded, and has been before so amply refuted in these pages, as well as in a thousand other modes, that we shall not again dwell upon it. The independence of Texas was complete and absolute. It was an independence, not only in fact, but of right. No obligation of duty towards Mexico tended in the least degree to restrain our right to effect the desired recovery of the fair province once our own – whatever motives of policy might have prompted a more deferential consideration of her feelings and her pride, as involved in the question. If Texas became peopled with an American population; it was by no contrivance of our government, but on the express invitation of that of Mexico herself; accompanied with such guaranties of State independence, and the maintenance of a federal system analogous to our own, as constituted a compact fully justifying the strongest measures of redress on the part of those afterwards deceived in this guaranty, and sought to be enslaved under the yoke imposed by its violation. She was released, rightfully and absolutely released, from all Mexican allegiance, or duty of cohesion to the Mexican political body, by the acts and fault of Mexico herself, and Mexico alone. There never was a clearer case. It was not revolution; it was resistance to revolution: and resistance under such circumstances as left independence the necessary resulting state, caused by the abandonment of those with whom her former federal association had existed. What then can be more preposterous than all this clamor by Mexico and the Mexican interest, against Annexation, as a violation of any rights of hers, any duties of ours?

We would not be understood as approving in all its features the expediency or propriety of the mode in which the measure, rightful and wise as it is in itself, has been carried into effect. Its history has been a sad tissue of diplomatic blundering. How much better it might have been managed--how much more smoothly, satisfactorily, and successfully! Instead of our present relations with Mexico--instead of the serious risks which have been run, and those plausibilities of opprobrium which we have had to combat, not without great difficulty, nor with entire success--instead of the difficulties which now throng the path to a satisfactory settlement of all our unsettled questions with Mexico--Texas might, by a more judicious and conciliatory diplomacy, have been as securely in the Union as she is now--her boundaries defined--California probably ours--and Mexico and ourselves united by closer ties than ever; of mutual friendship and mutual support in resistance to the intrusion of European interference in the affairs of the American republics. All this might have been, we little doubt, already secured, had counsels less violent, less rude, less one-sided, less eager in precipitation from motives widely foreign to the national question, presided over the earlier stages of its history. We cannot too deeply regret the mismanagement which has disfigured the history of this question; and especially the neglect of the means which would have been so easy of satisfying even the unreasonable pretensions and the excited pride and passion of Mexico. The singular result has been produced, that while our neighbor has, in truth, no real right to blame or complain--when all the wrong is on her side, and there has been on ours a degree of delay and forbearance, in deference to her pretensions, which is to be paralleled by few precedents in the history of other nations--we have yet laid ourselves open to a great deal of denunciation hard to repel, and impossible to silence; and all history will carry it down as a certain fact, that Mexico would have declared war against us, and would have waged it seriously, if she had not been prevented by that very weakness which should have constituted her best defence.

We plead guilty to a degree of sensitive annoyance – for the sake of the honor of our country, and its estimation in the public opinion of the world – which does not find even in satisfied conscience full consolation for the very necessity of seeking consolation there. And it is for this state of things that we hold responsible that gratuitous mismanagement – wholly apart from the main substantial rights and merits of the question, to which alone it is to be ascribed; and which had its origin in its earlier stages, before the accession of Mr. Calhoun to the department of State.

Nor is there any just foundation for the charge that Annexation is a great pro-slavery measure – calculated to increase and perpetuate that institution.  Slavery had nothing to do with it.  Opinions were and are greatly divided, both at the North and South, as to the influence to be exerted by it on Slavery and the Slave States.  That it will tend to facilitate and hasten the disappearance of Slavery from all the northern tier of the present Slave States, cannot surely admit of serious question.  The greater value in Texas of the slave labor now employed in those States, must soon produce the effect of draining off that labor southwardly, by the same unvarying law that bids water descend the slope that invites it.  Every new Slave State in Texas will make at least one Free State from among those in which that institution now exists – to say nothing of those portions of Texas on which slavery cannot spring and grow – to say nothing of the far more rapid growth of the new States in the free West and Northwest, as these fine regions are overspread by the emigration fast flowing over them from Europe, as well as from the Northern and Eastern States of the Union as it exists.  On the other hand, it is undeniably much gained for the cause of the eventual voluntary abolition of slavery, that it should have been thus drained off towards the only outlets which appeared to furnish much probability of the ultimate disappearance of the negro race from our borders.  The Spanish-Indian-American populations of Mexico, Central America and South America absorbing that race whenever we shall be prepared to slough it off – to emancipate it from slavery, and (simultaneously necessary) to remove it from the midst of our own.  Themselves already of mixed and confused blood, and free from the “prejudices” which among us so insuperably forbid the social amalgamation which can alone elevate the degradation even though legally free, the regions occupied by those populations must strongly attract the black race in that direction; and as soon as the destined hour of emancipation shall arrive, will relieve the question of one of its worst difficulties, if not absolutely the greatest.

No – Mr. Clay was right when he declared that Annexation was a question with which slavery had nothing to do.  The country which was the subject of Annexation in this case, from its geographical position and relations, happens to be – or rather the portion of it now actually settled, happens to be – a slave country.  But a similar process might have taken place in proximity to a different section of our Union; and indeed there is a great deal of Annexation yet to take place, within the life of the present generation, along the whole line of our northern border.  Texas has been absorbed into the Union in the inevitable fulfilment of general law which is rolling our population westward; the connexion of which with that ratio of growth in population which is destined within a hundred years to swell our numbers to the enormous population of two hundred and fifty millions (if not more), is too evident to leave us in doubt of the manifest design of Providence in regard to the occupation of this continent.  It was disintegrated from Mexico in the natural course of events, by a process perfectly legitimate on its own part, blameless on ours; and in which all the censures due to wrong, perfidy and folly, rest on Mexico alone.  And possessed as it was by a population which was in truth but a colonial detachment from our own, and which was still bound by myriad ties of the very heart-strings to its old relations, domestic and political, their incorporation into the Union was not only inevitable, but the most natural, right and proper thing in the world – and it is only astonishing that there should be any among ourselves to say it nay.

In respect to the institution of slavery itself, we have not designed, in what has been said above, to express any judgment of its merits or demerits, pro or con.  National in its character and aims, this Review abstains from the discussion of a topic pregnant with embarrassment and danger – intricate and double-sided – exciting and embittering – and necessarily excluded from a work circulating equality in the South as in the North.  It is unquestionably one of the most difficult of the various social problems which at the present day so deeply agitate the thoughts of the civilized world.  Is the negro race, or is it not, of equal attributes and capacities with our own?  Can they, on a large scale, coexist side by side in the same country on a footing of civil and social equality with the white race?  In a free competition of labor with the latter, will they or will they not be ground down to a degradation and misery worse than slavery?    When we view the condition of the operative masses of the population in England and other European countries, and feel all the difficulties of the great problem, of the distribution of the fruits of production between capital, skill and labor, can our confidence be undoubting that in the present condition of society, the conferring of sudden freedom upon our negro race would be a boon to be grateful for?  Is it certain that competitive wages are very much better, for a race so situated, than guarantied support and protection?  Until a still deeper problem shall shave been solved than that of slavery, the slavery of an inferior to a superior race – a relation reciprocal in certain important duties and obligations – is it certain that the cause of true wisdom and philanthropy is not rather, for the present to aim to meliorate that institution as it exists, to guard against its abuses, to mitigate its evils, to modify it when it may contravene sacred principles and rights of humanity, by prohibiting the separation of families, excessive severities, subjection to the licentiousness of the mastership, &c.?  Great as may be its present evils, it is certain that we would not plunge the unhappy Helot race which has been entailed upon us, into still greater ones, by surrendering their fate into the rash hands of those fanatic zealots of a single idea, who claim to be their special friends and champions?  Many of the most ardent social reformers of the present day are looking towards the idea of Associated Industry as containing the germ of such a regeneration of society as will relieve its masses from the hideous weight of evil which now depresses and degrades them to a condition which these reformers often describe as no improvement upon any form of legal slavery – is it certain, then, that the institution in question  - as a mode of society, as a relation between the two races, and between capital and labor, – does not contain some dim undeveloped germ of that very principle of reform thus aimed at, out of which proceeds some compensation at least for its other evils, making it the duty of true reform to cultivate and develop the good and remove the evils?

To all these, and the similar questions which spring out of any intelligent reflection on the subject, we attempt no answer.  Strong as are our sympathies in behalf of liberty, universal liberty, in all applications of the principle not forbidden by great and manifest evils, we confess ourselves not prepared with any satisfactory solution to the great problem of which these questions present various aspects.  Far from us to say that either of the antagonist fanaticisms to be found on either side of the Potomac is right.  Profoundly embarrassed amidst the conflicting elements entering into the question, much and anxious reflection upon it brings us as yet to no other conclusion than to the duty of a liberal tolerance of the honest differences of both sides; together with the certainty that whatever good is to be done in the case is to be done by the adoption of very different modes of action, prompted by a very different spirit, from those which have thus far, among us, characterized the labors of most of those who claim the peculiar title of “friends of the slave” and “champions of the rights of man.”  With no friendship for slavery, though unprepared to excommunicate to eternal damnation, with bell, book and candle, those who are, we see nothing in the bearing of the annexation of Texas on that institution to awaken a doubt of the wisdom of that measure, or a compunction for the humble part contributed by us towards its consummation.

California will probably, next fall away from the loose adhesion which, in such a country as Mexico, holds a remote province in a slight equivocal kind of dependence on the metropolis. Imbecile and distracted, Mexico never can exert any real governmental authority over such a country. The impotence of the one and the distance of the other, must make the relation one of virtual independence; unless, by stunting the province of all natural growth, and forbidding that immigration which can alone develop its capabilities and fulfil the purposes of its creation, tyranny may retain a military dominion, which is no government in the legitimate sense of the term. In the case of California this is now impossible. The Anglo-Saxon foot is already on its borders. Already the advance guard of the irresistible army of Anglo-Saxon emigration has begun to pour down upon it, armed with the plough and the rifle, and marking its trail with schools and colleges, courts and representative halls, mills and meeting-houses. A population will soon be in actual occupation of California, over which it will be idle for Mexico to dream of dominion. They will necessarily become independent. All this without agency of our government, without responsibility of our people – in the natural flow of events, the spontaneous working of principles, and the adaptation of the tendencies and wants of the human race to the elemental circumstances in the midst of which they find themselves placed. And they will have a right to independence – to self-government – to the possession of the homes conquered from the wilderness by their own labors and dangers, sufferings and sacrifices – a better and a truer right than the artificial tide of sovereignty in Mexico, a thousand miles distant, inheriting from Spain a title good only against those who have none better. Their right to independence will be the natural right of self-government belonging to any community strong enough to maintain it – distinct in position, origin and character, and free from any mutual obligations of membership of a common political body, binding it to others by the duty of loyalty and compact of public faith. This will be their title to independence; and by this title, there can be no doubt that the population now fast streaming down upon California will both assert and maintain that independence. Whether they will then attach themselves to our Union or not, is not to be predicted with any certainty. Unless the projected railroad across the continent to the Pacific be carried into effect, perhaps they may not; though even in that case, the day is not distant when the Empires of the Atlantic and Pacific would again flow together into one, as soon as their inland border should approach each other. But that great work, colossal as appears the plan on its first suggestion, cannot remain long unbuilt. Its necessity for this very purpose of binding and holding together in its iron clasp our fast-settling Pacific region with that of the Mississippi valley – the natural facility of the route – the ease with which any amount of labor for the construction can be drawn in from the overcrowded populations of Europe, to be paid in the lands made valuable by the progress of the work itself – and its immense utility to the commerce of the world with the whole eastern Asia, alone almost sufficient for the support of such a road – these considerations give assurance that the day cannot be distant which shall witness the conveyance of the representatives from Oregon and California to Washington within less time than a few years ago was devoted to a similar journey by those from Ohio; while the magnetic telegraph will enable the editors of the "San Francisco Union," the "Astoria Evening Post," or the "Nootka Morning News," to set up in type the first half of the President's Inaugural before the echoes of the latter half shall have died away beneath the lofty porch of the Capitol, as spoken from his lips.

Away, then, with all idle French talk of balances of power on the American Continent. There is no growth in Spanish America! Whatever progress of population there may be in the British Canadas, is only for their own early severance of their present colonial relation to the little island three thousand miles across the Atlantic; soon to be followed by Annexation, and destined to swell the still accumulating momentum of our progress. And whosoever may hold the balance, though they should cast into the opposite scale all the bayonets and cannon, not only of France and England, but of Europe entire, how would it kick the beam against the simple, solid weight of the two hundred and fifty, or three hundred millions – and American millions – destined to gather beneath the flutter of the stripes and stars, in the fast hastening year of the Lord 1945!

Published in United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Volume 17, no.1 (July-August 1845), p. 5-10


EDITOR'S NOTE:  This is the first use "Manifest Destiny."

Monday, April 29, 2013

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Monday, July 7, 1862

No news of importance. We have to haul our water for the camp. The springs where we get our drinking water have become very low on account of the dry weather. Our quartermaster has to send the teams three miles distant for water. I went out about four miles to the south with a squad of men to slaughter some cattle and to bring in some fodder for the mules.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Daniel Webster on the Fugitive Slave Law

“Those persons in this city who mean to oppose the execution of the Fugitive Slave Law are traitors! traitors! traitors! This law ought to be obeyed, and it will be enforced; in this city of Syracuse it shall be enforced, and that too in the midst of the next Anti-Slavery convention, if there shall be any occasion to enforce it.”

– Daniel Webster, Syracuse, New York, June 9, 1851.

SOURCE: Gurney S. Strong, Early landmarks of Syracuse, p. 277

Sunday, April 28, 2013

James Cottew, Private, Battery C, 1st Illinois Light Artillery: General Index Card



Cottew, James
Batt'y C, 1 Illinois Light Art'y.
Priv. | Priv.

REFERENCE CARD.

Original filed under
Cotten, James

GENERAL INDEX CARD.
This card must not be taken from the files.







SOURCE: Civil War Service Records at Fold3.com

Review: The Civil War In Color


By John C Guntzelman

Colorizing photographs has been around nearly as long as photography itself.  In efforts to transcend the limits of their medium early photographers would often hand tint their photographs with a broad use of various artistic techniques and tools.  Some were more successful than others, but I think it’s fair to say, no improvement made then, to the black and white, gray, and sepia toned images, rendered anything close to the lifelike photographic quality that we of the 21st century are accustomed to today.  The vibrant colors of today’s real life keep the gray and sepia monochromatic toned photographs of one hundred and fifty years ago at a removed distance from their modern day viewers.

As an experienced cinematographer John C. Guntzelman has merged his knowledge of 21st century photographic technology and his passion for the American Civil War and created “The Civil War in Color: A Photographic Reenactment of the War Between the States,” a coffee table sized book of colorized images from the Civil War.

Having carefully colorized some of the most iconic images from America’s greatest conflict, Mr. Guntzelman has resurrected them from the dusty and murky past and gives them a reality and an immediacy that they have never had before.  The colorized photograph of Alexander Gardener’s February 5th, 1865 portrait of Abraham Lincoln (on page 24) looks as if he were sitting for the portrait today, and gives him a humanity that is somewhat removed from the original photograph.

Guntzelman’s colorizations are, however, somewhat hit-and-miss.  The blue uniforms in portraits of Union Generals in the front of the book, such as Ulysses S. Grant, William Sherman, Philip Sheridan seem to be too much of a vibrant blue.  Others of the colorized photographs, such as the group photographed with Union General Rufus Ingalls (page 132) have a nearly Technicolor look to them While other pictures such as Company E of the 4th U.S. Colored Infantry Regiment (on pages 56 & 57) look like they could have been taken with a modern digital camera.  By and large, however, the application of color to these photographs is nothing less than stunning.

The pictures of the dead on the battlefield, for the most part, I feel are not enhanced much by the addition of color.  Though in their day they were frightening to those who viewed them, by today’s standards they are a bit sterile.  The grizzly, disfiguring, bloody, mortal wounds were often not photographed in detail.  When the dead were photographed it was often from a little bit of a distance.  Colorizing these photographs does lend an air of humanity to the dead, but with the exception of the picture of the Federal soldiers killed near McPherson’s Woods at Gettysburg on July 1, 1863 (page 213) the gruesome and goriness of war is not palpable to today’s modern viewers.  This is not the fault of Mr. Guntzelman, but rather of the Civil War photographers and photographs themselves.

ISBN 978-1402790812, Sterling, © 2012, Hardcover, Dimensions 10.6 x 11.2 x 1.1 inches, 256 pages, Photographs, References, Picture Credits & Index. $35.00.  To Purchas the book click HERE.

Judge Swayne’s appointment confirmed

WASHINGTON, Jan. 24. – In Executive Session the Senate confirmed Judge Swayne as Judge of the Supreme Court, and P. H. Watson as Assistant Secretary of War.

The House Committee on Commerce has before them a question of a reciprocity treaty between the United States and Great Britain.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 4

From Washington

WASHINGTON, Jan. 25. – Brigadier General T. W. Sherman in a communication to the National Intelligencer, deems it due to the interests of the public service, to publicly proclaim the utter falsity of the statement made in several journals of the country, repeatedly brought to his notice, that a projected plan for the continuance of the expedition was abandoned, in consequence of a disagreement or misunderstanding between Com. Dupont and himself.

He says the most friendly and cordial feelings and entire harmony of action have always existed between them.

To-day being devoted by the Secretary of War for business with members of Congress a very large number of them are availing themselves of this arrangement.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 4

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Sunday, July 6, 1862

It is very hot today. We had company inspection this morning. No news of importance.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Saturday, April 27, 2013

From Kentucky


NEW YORK, Jan. 25. – A Memphis dispatch of the 21st reports that 12,000 Federals are at Murray, Ky., threatening Fort Henry and the Memphis and Ohio Railroad, their object being to cut off communication between Columbus and Bowling Green.  The report is perhaps founded on the recent movements from Cairo.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 4

The Late Somerset Battle

The battle, unlike the most of the war, grows larger the more that is known of it.  One hundred and ninety two dead bodies of the rebels were buried up to Tuesday night, and they were still found thick in the woods.  It was first supposed that the forces engaged were about equal, but it is now known that the enemy outnumbered us two to one.  The regiments under Gen. Thomas’s command at the time of the fight were the 10th Indiana, 4th and 12th Kentucky, 2d Minnesota, 9th and 14th Ohio, and 1st and 2d East Tennessee Regiments.  These eight regiments could not bring at the utmost over six thousand men onto the field and of these only about one half were actually engaged in the combat.  The consolidated morning report of the troops at Mill Spring last Friday has been found.  Crittenden had under him at that time and there, one thousand three hundred and twenty two men sick, and fourteen thousand two hundred and six men fit for duty.  And by papers found on the person of Gen. Zollicoffer, it appears that two new regiments reported for duty at Mill Spring on Saturday, the 18th.  The testimony of all the intelligent prisoners whom we took is to the effect that the whole force moved from their camp to the attack on Sunday, except a small guard on the north side, and “White’s old regiment,” a shattered and demoralized body of men on the south side of the river.  Not less than fifteen thousand men marched out to give battle as they supposed, to three regiments of Union troops.

It must not be thought however, that this large force was at all available to Crittenden. – A great proportion of it, perhaps one half, was the raw drafted levies of two months’ men, lately raised in Tennessee.  They have been coming to Crittenden in squads from one to five hundred for weeks.  Just organized into regiments, and armed principally with shotguns, they could not be supposed to add much to the strength of the rebel army and in case of such a panic as occurred were an element of positive weakness.  And they were even further useless because they had no hearts for a fight against the Union.  One of them coming near our lines rushed across to us, exclaiming “I am a Union man,” and immediately commenced firing on his late comrades!  We understand that there were about 10,000 of such troops at Knoxville.  We mean to carry guns to them and make them our first soldiers from their party of the country!

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

President and Mrs. Lincoln

Mrs. Mary Clemmer Ames writes to the Springfield Republican:  Abraham Lincoln looks very awkward in white kid gloves and feels uncomfortable in new boots.  Mrs. Lincoln is very dumpy and very good natured and very gorgeous, she stuns me with her low necked dresses and the flower bed which she carries on the top of her head.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

A pamphlet has just appeared in Paris . . .

. . . with the title “The American Union and Europe.”  It is signed by M. Renouf.  He argues that the war between North and South is not a war for abolition and consequently that great sentiment ought not to affect political action or the sympathies of mankind.  They should remember only that the Union has repeatedly extended itself, that its statesmen claim the whole continent, and that a federal republic can absorb all races.  He therefore suggests that as the war is not one of abolition as the political Union involved great political danger, as the contest embarrasses France, and as England must commence a campaign. England and France united should guaranty to the South her independence on condition of emancipation.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Saturday, July 5, 1862

There is nothing of importance. Everything seems quite dull. There are but few whites left in Corinth and we seldom see white natives anywhere. There are some colored people in town, women and children, but the able-bodied men have all been taken off with the rebels. Some colored men are coming into camp from the plantations.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Friday, April 26, 2013

Stankiewicz’s Battery: Fort Donelson National Battlefield


In February 1862 Capt. Peter K. Stankiewicz commanded a battery of one 8-inch howitzer and 2 9-pounder iron guns at this location.  This battery helped defend against Union Gen. C. F. Smith’s attack on Confederate Gen. Simon Buckner’s position about ½-mile in front of you on February 15.  The cannon here is an original iron gun mounted on a reproduction carriage.

Artillery was essential for both Confederate and Union armies, supporting infantry and cavalry by terrorizing and demoralizing the enemy troops.  Confederates placed artillery in fort Donelson and around the town of Dover in an attempt to control the Cumberland River and prevent a Federal invasion of Tennessee.



Photographs of Confederate artillery are rare, and none of Stankiewicz’s Battery is known to exist.  This one of the Palmetto Battery was taken near Charleston, South Carolina, in 1863.







SOURCE: Interpretive Marker at Fort Donelson National Battlefield (pictured at right).

Railroad Lands

The following figures show the number of acres of land devoted to railroad enterprises in this State:

Burlington & Missouri R R
280 933 24
Cedar Rapids & Missouri R R
665 687 31
Dubuque & Pacific R R
1 147 481 17
Missouri & Mississippi R R
387 400 70
Total
2 431 502 34

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

A Good Notice

The Gate City makes the following flattering mention of BAUSMAN, of the Des Moines Times:

Bausman says that slavery is not the cause of the rebellion and the war.  Yes, Bausman says so. – J. B. Bausman writes and publishes that recondite truth for the benefit of Governor Kirkwood and Colonel Crocker and the rest of mankind.  Bausman gives his readers to understand too, in his peculiarly chaste style of writing, that Governor Kirkwood and all who agree with him, are “unloyal,” and that Col. Crocker is a coward.

Who is Bausman? – “Aye, there’s the rub!”  Who and what is J. B. Bausman?  The fellow has a record but the world has not kept it.  His record is in the papers, but the public are not cognizant of it.

Brusman [sic] is a political bastard, “a hermaphrodite, the ‘spawn’ of the unloyal” embraces of certain weak-kneed Republicans, with the weaker backed fraction of the Mahony Democracy of last summer.  Bausman was the conductor of the Commonwealth, the organ of the said Republicans, and as a result of the aforesaid “unloyal” embraces between the Journal and the Commonwealth, the organs of said weak fractions of the old political parties, the Des Moines Times was “spawned” upon the public and the Journal and Commonwealth died in the effort.

Bausman survives to certify that slavery was not the cause of the rebellion and the war.  If we had a blind pup for whom there was little hope of vision, we would drown him incontinently.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

A member of the Tenth Indiana Regiment writes home from Kentucky:

“I’ve captured a splendid banner belonging to the Marion county Alabama Guards.  I will present it to old Tippecanoe county – together with another one captured by Johnny Mackessy of our company.  I also got a flute with about $30, a silver watch, a splendid pistol and case worth about $30.  I have several nice little trophies which I intend sending home the first opportunity.  Swords and long knives are in great abundance.”

Another of the 10th writes in a secesh shanty, on secesh paper, with secesh pen and ink, and encloses his letter in a secesh envelope, with a piece of Zollicoffer’s shirt.  He would have paid the postage with a secesh stamp, but Uncle Sam is not taking that kind of pay.  He adds that the boys are living on secesh rations in secesh quarters, and are quite comfortable.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Friday, July 4, 1862

The Eleventh Iowa came in from picket. The weather is very hot. This is my first Fourth of July in the army. Things appear so lonesome. The battery boys of our brigade took their battery of six guns out a short distance from camp and fired a salute to celebrate the day.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Thursday, April 25, 2013

The Broderick Will Case

A late San Francisco telegram mentions the fact that Judge Hogan has issued an injunction restraining the sale of the Broderick estate, until the question of forgery of the will is investigated.  It will be remembered that in January, 1860 after the death of Broderick, a will was said to have been found by Mr. A. J. Butler among Mr. Broderick’s papers at Washington.  This will purports to have been executed at New York on the 2d of January, 1859.  It is written on a small sized letter paper, the signature within two lines of the top of the 2d page , the seal a red wafer with an irregular diamond shaped paper impressed with a common stamp.  The subscribing witnesses are A. A. Phillips and John J. Hoff, the legatees are John A. McGleim $10,000 – “the rest, residue and remainder to my friend Geo. Wilkes.”  The lawful heirs of the estate, cousins of Mr. Broderick, reside in Ireland, but have now representatives in San Francisco who are endeavoring to defeat the will.  Some of the affidavits published by the San Francisco papers and which are to be put in court at the proper time, would indicate that there were, to say the least, a good many suspicious facts connected with the making and discovery of the will, and it looks now very much as if an investigation into the matter would reveal facts not particularly creditable to Messrs. Wilkes, Butler and others who are mixed up in the affair.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Treason In High Life

If the war for the Union fails its failure will probably be caused more by treason than by force of arms.  There is every reason to believe that the success of the rebellion hitherto has been secured almost wholly by treasonable communications from trusted men in our own ranks or employed in the management of military affairs.  Many such communications are known to have been made and many more are suspected to have been made, ever since the beginning of the war.  Again and again the Confederates have boasted of their previous knowledge of all the movements of our armies and many facts have proved their boasts true.  We have just learned a most astounding circumstance which may well make every patriot’s heart sink in dismay, and almost in despair.

An officer of high character has informed us that to his knowledge, on the day when the Pensacola ran the gauntlets of the rebel batteries and before the usual hour of her communicating the countersign of the day to our pickets opposite one of those batteries, the rebel pickets boastfully shouted the correct countersign across the river, and added: “The Pensacola is coming down to-night!”  What does this fact prove?  It appears that the countersigns which are sent from the War Department to our camps are made known to the rebels by traitors in confidential positions in or near that Department and that other information in reference to contemplated movements of our naval forces is likewise communicated to the enemy!  What is to be the end of all this?  Can there not be some purification of the Departments so as to save our country from the destruction that must otherwise result from such fearful treachery?  The depressing fact is known that preference for the Southern rebellion or base corruption, has led officers of Government to carry on unsuspected correspondence with the rebels to an extent unknown and undiscoverable.

Shall no effort be made to unmask these vile traitors?  If discovered shall we “swear them and let them go” or shall we rather hang them to the first lamp post?  If ever a crime deserved summary and extreme punishment, surely such a base betrayal of confidence as is shown by such acts should be most promptly and severely visited with the law’s heaviest penalties. – Whether prompted by love of the rebellion or by bribes offered by the enemy, or by a mercenary wish to prolong the war and profit by plundering the Government and the poor soldiers such treason – aggravated a thousand fold by the confidence reposed in the traitors – merits everlasting shame and contempt, and should receive such punishment – torture even – as will make the boldest forever shrink from following the base example. –{Washington Globe.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Thursday, July 3, 1862

The Eleventh Iowa went out on picket duty. I was on guard at division headquarters, my post being in a large orchard, and my orders were to keep all soldiers out of it.1
__________

1 Such orders soon got to be a joke with the men, they in a quiet way giving the commanding officers to understand that they did not go down South to protect Confederate property. In a short time all guards were taken from orchards or anything which the men wanted for food. — A. G. D.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Fort Donelson: Wayside Exhibit



The Mounds of earth you see before you are the remains of Fort Donelson, which originally covered 15 acres.  Confederate soldiers and enslaved African Americans built the fort over a period of seven months.  The walls, made of logs and earth, stood 10 feet high.  Although not as permanent as brick or stone, earthen walls provided better protection against enemy fire.

Confederates built the fort to protect the upper and lower batteries along the Cumberland river from land attack.  The fort, however, never came under direct land attack.  All fighting except for the ironclad gunboat attacks on the river batteries, took place in the outer defense lines.



Brigadier General
Daniel S. Donelson
the man for home the fort was named, participated in the original 1861 survey that selected the sites for both Forts Henry and Donelson.








SOURCE:  Wayside Exhibit at Fort Donelson National Battlefield, Dover, Tennessee (pictured at the left).

A Western Governor And Somebody's Pretty Sister

The Washington correspondent of the New York Tribune relates the following:

A clerk in one of the Departments in Washington was lately detected in the act of communicating information to the rebels and was immediately discharged.  A few day[s] after he appeared at the Secretary’s office with a letter asking his re-appointment.  This letter was from a Governor of one of the Western States.  He writes to the Secretary that the ex-clerk is an old and intimate friend of his, a good and loyal citizen, has been most unjustly dealt by, and winds up by asking it as a particular personal favor that the ex-Clerk be reinstated in his office.  And the request was immediately complied with!  Directly after an acquaintance meeting Mr. Reinstated said to him:

“Where did you get acquainted with Governor _____?”

“I never was acquainted with him – never spoke to him in my life.”

“How then did you get such a strong letter from him to the Secretary?”

“Oh I have a pretty sister who went to Alexandria the other day with the Governor.  She procured the letter for me.”

The story is well authenticated and the writer believes it is true.  But what should be the punishment of a man who would thus betray his country or what is the same in effect protect those who would betray it?

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

A Darkey's Speech

In one of the small cities of Massachusetts, the colored population held a meeting to discuss the propriety of celebrating the anniversary of the West India emancipation.  At one of these meetings a conservative gentleman was exceedingly surprised to see some of the “fair sex rising and taking part in the discussion.”  After two or three of the sisters had “freed dar mines” on matters under debate he spring up in a greatly excited state and addressed the audience.

Feller citizens.  Ef I’d spose at de ladies would be permitted to take part in dis yere discussion – (sensation) – ef I’d none dat de ladies cud jine in dis yere debate – (all eyes turned on the speaker) – ef I’d belebe for one moment, feller citizens, at de female sect would dare rase thar voices in dis yere meeting, I’d Feller citizens –

“Wot – wot would you’ve did ef you’d a none it?” shouted two or three of the sisters and the white of their eyes flashed on the speaker.

I – (scratching his wool) – I’d a brung my wife along wid me.

Here the discomfited orator dropped into his seat completely exhausted.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Juvenile Anecdotes

A little girl of three years from beyond the Mississippi who had never seen an apple tree in full bloom beheld one in Ohio.  She lifted her fat hands in the attitude of devotion and exclaimed, “See God’s big bouquet!”

Another child of five years having seen her father for the first time, having been absent in California was much astonished that he should claim any authority over her and upon one occasion of rebellion, as he administered punishment she cried out, “I wish you had never married into our family.”

Another little one being called by her sick mother who said to her, “After I am gone, I hope you will love your father dearly and take care of him as I have done,” replied with assumed importance, “Yes, I’ll keep him out of mischief.” –{Home Monthly.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Wednesday, July 2, 1862

I went out about a half mile from camp to pick blackberries, and I picked a gallon of them and sold them to the hospital steward for $1.25.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 56

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Fort Donelson: Historical Marker


C. S. A.
FORT DONELSON

The Confederate defenses consisted of this fort, two water batteries, and the line of rifle pits enclosing these and the town of Dover.  The garrison of the fort proper consisted of the

30th Tennessee, Colonel John W. Head
49th Tennessee, Colonel James E. Bailey
50th Tennessee, Colonel Cyrus A. Sugg

This force was organized by General Pillow upon his arrival on February 9, 1862, as a brigade under Colonel Head.

On February 12, Colonel Head’s regiment was ordered to a position in the outer defenses and the immediate command of the fort passed to Colonel Bailey.  The artillery armament of this fort consisted of one 8-inch Howitzer and two 9-pounder guns under Lieutenant P. K. Stankiewicz.

The Main line of resistance consisted of the line of trenches which extend from Hickman Creek over a distance of approximately two miles along the crest of the hills and envelop the town of Dover.  At some points in front of the intrenchments felled trees formed an abatis and presented a difficult obstacle in the path of the attacker.

To My Children

BY A SOLDIER IN THE ARMY

Darlings – I am weary – pining;
Shadows fall across my way
I can hardly see the lining
Of the clouds – the silver lining
Turning darkness into day.

I am weary of the sighing
Moaning – wailing through the air
Breaking hearts, in anguish crying
For the lost ones – for the dying
Sobbing anguish of despair.

I am weary of the fighting
Brothers red with brother’s gore
Only, that the wrong we’re righting –
Truth and Honor’s battle fighting –
I would draw my sword no more.

I am pining dearest, pining
For your kisses on my cheek
For your dear arms round me twining
For your soft eyes on me shining
For your lov’d words darlings – speak.

Tell me in your earnest prattle
Of the olive branch and dove
Call me from the cannon’s rattle
Take my thoughts away from battle
Fold me in your dearest love.

Darlings – I am weary pining
Shadows fall across my way,
I can hardly see the lining
Of the clouds – the silver lining
Turning darkness into day.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

The Post Hospital

Yesterday we paid a visit to the Hospital at this place.  We found there some seventy patients belonging to the 5th Iowa and 37th Illinois, and also some of the 1st Iowa Cavalry and Merrill’s Horse, wounded at the battle of Silver Creek, who, we are glad to say, are all rapidly recovering.  The whole arrangements of the hospital are excellent. – The rooms are kept warm and are as clean and neat as any hospitals in the Eastern cities.  The patients all seemed well satisfied with the treatment received.  They have excellent attendance by the numerous nurses, and in every case have as good care as they would have at home.  Dr. Carpenter, the Assistant surgeon of the 5th Iowa, has recently been appointed Post Surgeon, who besides an able and efficient Surgeon gives his unwearied and undivided attention to mitigate sufferings of the sick and wounded soldiers. – The friends of the soldiers in the 5th Iowa may rest assured that when the men are sick, they have as good attendance as can be afforded.  It is true that on a march the accommodations are not great, but every attention is paid to their wants and comforts that can be procured.  Dr. Carpenter is assisted by Dr. Haas of Booneville, and Mr. Smith, one of the best Stewards in the service. – {5th Iowa Register, Booneville, Mo.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Fort Donelson

Fort Entrance
Confederate soldiers and slaves built this 15-acre earthen fort over a period of seven months, using axes and shovels to make a wall of logs and earth ten feet high.  While a more permanent fort of brick or stone would have been more desirable, earthen walls were much quicker to build.  Properly constructed earthworks can provide better protection than brick or stone.  The fort’s purpose was to protect the Cumberland River batteries from land attack. At the time of the battle, all trees within 200 yards of the fort were felled, clearing the fields of fire and observation.  Tree branches were sharpened and laid around the outside of the fort to form obstacles called abatis.

SOURCE: 2010 Fort Donelson National Battlefield park brochure: Tour Stop 2.

Exterior of the Fort's Walls.
Exterior of the Fort's Walls.
Interior of the Fort's Walls.
Interior of the Fort's Walls

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Tuesday, July 1, 1862

Received orders to cook four days’ rations and be ready to move at a moment’s notice. We had everything in readiness when late in the evening the order was countermanded.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 55-6

Monday, April 22, 2013

The Iowa Fifth Regiment Volunteers

We presume that a few items, in regard to the organization and movements of this regiment since it has been in the field, will not prove altogether uninteresting to our readers as there has been considerable interest taken in its welfare by high military distinction and civilians. The Fifth first rendezvoused at Burlington, Iowa and the most of the companies were mustered into the United States on the fourteenth of July last.  The field officers commanding the regiment were W. H. Worthington, Colonel, of Keokuk, C. L. Mathies, Lieutenant Colonel, of Burlington (formerly a Captain in the three month’s service under General Lyon), W. S. Robertson, Major, Columbus City, and J. P. Foley, Adjutant, from Bellevue, all of Iowa.  The regiment left Burlington on the 3d of August for Keokuk, where they were quartered for a couple of weeks and took part in the memorable engagement at Athens.  On the eleventh of August left for St. Louis on board the Die Vernon, and after a quick and pleasant trip, arrived there on the 13th.  From there went to Jefferson City were after spending some time were provided with tents and uniforms, our guns having been delivered to us on our voyage up the river.  Much dissatisfaction was exhibited by some of the companies on receiving the common muskets, for they had expected to get rifles.  No blame was attached to our Colonel, however for he had done all that mortal men could do and received the assurance, as some say, that his men would not have to use them but thirty days.  The time must be up now.  While at Jefferson City, the most of the time was spent in drilling and perfecting the troops in the manual of arms.  Nothing occurred worthy of note here, unless we except a trip made to Columbia, for the purpose of showing the people of that place our new knapsacks.  From thence, we were ordered to the Osage – a small place, 8 miles below Jefferson – to guard the R. R. bridge, on the St. Louis and Pacific Railroad, which the rebels, instigated by Claib, had kindly endeavored to burn last spring.  From there back to Jefferson City where we remained for a while sweltering beneath the rays of powerful sun to which our canvass tents offered but poor protection, and finally started for Boonville aboard the War Eagle, which we reached on the 14th of September, ult.  After being quartered at this place and Glasgow for a number of weeks, we were ordered on the memorable march to Springfield, departing on the 14th of October.  Of the trip and numerous incidents which befell us on our march to the latter place I have not time to speak.  Just two months had elapsed ere we made our appearance on the Fair Ground of Boonville again, and we were not sorry for all of the places we have seen in Missouri, Boonville takes the lead in beauty, intelligence, and uniform kindness on the part of the citizens.  The other regiments, Illinois 37th and Missouri 9th, composing the brigade with us under Gen. Kelton, are now quartered at Lamine bridge and if reports speak truly are not very well contented.  We had been in expectation of being ordered into winter quarters either at Tipton or St. Louis, – and our sick were sent to the latter place, – but our sudden departure for Boonville coupled with the fact that the other three companies of our regiment left at Syracuse, are to join us in a few days, would seem to indicate that we are to spend the winter here.  The Fifth regiment numbers among its officers and privates some of the most intelligent, enterprising and patriotic citizens of Iowa – men, who have forsook their farms, offices and counting houses, to shoulder a musket – who enlisted from no mercenary motives – but for the maintenance of the Union, the Constitution, and the enforcement of the laws.  But although we have traveled to almost every point of note in the State where it was rumored the secesh would make a stand we have been unsuccessful in getting into an engagement.  None of our boys have been wiped out by the enemy’s bullets while few, comparatively, have fallen victims to disease.  So far the regiment has been tolerably well clothed though in one instance clothing which was destined for us, was forwarded to another regiment, giving us theirs, which consisted of the despicable roundabout.  We are somewhat in need of a new stand of colors, and it is probably that the patriotic ladies of Iowa will send us one ere long.  The band is not quite so full as desirable but, we understand that steps are being taken up to fill it up.  Taking all things into consideration, we have no reasonable ground for complaint, our regiment being fully as well equipped, officered, and disciplined as any in the service. – {Boonville Register.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Secession Wagon -- Union Side

(From the Fifth Iowa Register)

BY J. H. WILSON

Secession is the wagon!  ‘Tis painted nice and new,
The horses they are fractious, and a draw a fractious crew,
But then the whip’s a good one – the lines are safely tied –
So jump into the wagon and we’ll all take a ride.

CHORUS –
Then drive along the wagon

The Secession wagon –

We’ll put them in their wagon,

And give them all a ride.

Come all ye Northern freemen and fall into the ranks,
The “Secesh” need a lesson, and we will stop their pranks
We’ll bring them to subjection – we’ll subjugate their pride –
We’ll put them in their wagon and give them all a ride.

So drive along the wagon, &c.

The wagon it was stolen, and so the horses too,
And all their spending money was taken right from you
But Floyd’s the man to do it tho’ others long had tried
So we’ll put them in the wagon and give them all a ride.

So drive along the wagon, &c.

Jeff Davis, we will catch him, and Stephens we will bag,
And all the Southern leaders who of their bravery brag,
We’ll box them up so neatly, and from all care exempt,
They never shall have troubles, for they shall be well hemped.

So Drive along the wagon, &c.

Claib Jackson is included, and Price we’ll kindly treat
For we know he always travels with the loosest kind of seat,
And the poor deluded rebels, whose trusts have been belied
We’ll show them every kindness on their Secession ride.

So drive along the wagon, &c.

The niggers we don’t want them, for them we do not fight
For tho’ we make them freemen, we can not make them white
We’ll only take their masters, who do not with us side,
And put them in the wagon to take a Secesh ride.

So drive along the wagon, &c.

Abe Lincoln is our driver, McClellan holds the reins,
And he will drive the wagon with the greatest care and pains
His hold it is a good one, and it will never slip
So jump into the wagon, he’ll take you through the trip.

So drive along the wagon, &c.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Diary of Alexander G. Downing: Monday, June 30, 1862

The Eleventh Iowa was mustered for pay this morning. The men all looked fine — well and clean. None had on ragged clothing and few were absent from the regiment on account of sickness.

This ends June, with us in a good camp near Corinth, Mississippi.

Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 55

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Incidents of the Battle at Webb’s Cross Roads

While the body of Zollicoffer lay upon the ground in front of a Minnesota tent surrounded by soldiers an excited officer rode up exclaiming to the men, “What in h-ll are you doing here?  Why are you not at the stretchers bringing in the wounded?”  “This is Zollicoffer,” said a soldier.  “I know that,” replied the officer – “he is dead and could not have been sent to h--- by a better man, for Col. Fry shot him – leave him and go to your work.”

When the two Parrott guns were planted on the hill at Brown’s house overlooking the enemy’s camp, the peculiar wh-r-r-r of the shells was new to our astonished darkie who with hat off and eyes protruding, exclaimed to his sable companion, “Gosh Almighty Sam, don’t dat go howlin trou de wilderness?”

In nearly a direct line with the course we had marched from the battle field to the rebel works, is a bold elevation about three fourths of a mile this side of said works on which one of our batteries was immediately planted and commenced throwing shot and shell into their camp.  Several regiments had lain down upon the ground to rest from the fatigue of their march and as the rebels answered but feebly, with two guns their shot passed high over the heads of our men. – As the intervals grew longer and longer – watching the shot became a matter of amusement with them. – “Secesh ball!  Secesh ball!” they would cry out, while half a dozen would start and run after it – others calling out, “Run harder or you won’t overtake it.”  While this amusement was going on a rabbit sprang out of a bush between the lines when the cry, “Secesh ball!  Secesh ball,” and the boys took after it with better success, for they caught it.

Upon the high ground last referred to the rebels made a brief stand half an hour before we reached it, but were driven off by a few shots from Stannard’s Battery.  One of these six pound shots struck a poplar tree about two feet in diameter, directly in the center and some twenty feet from the General, passing entirely through the tree, tearing off splinters eight or ten feet long and passing on “thro de wilderness.” – Another shot struck a tree seven or eight inches in diameter directly beside the other but lower down cutting it off nearly as square as though it had been done with a saw.

Being among the first who entered the rebel fortifications I discovered a barrel which proved to contain apple brandy.  Pulling out the corn cob from the bung hole I turned it up and filled a canteen.  While doing this one of Bob McCook’s skirmishers came in and says, “vat you gets there?”  I replied that it appeared to be pretty fair apple brandy upon which the Dutch man ran to the door calling out furiously, “Hans!  Henrick! schnaps!  See come a rous!”  Upon which a dozen Dutchmen came in, and the brandy which was not spilled upon the ground was soon transferred to their canteens.  I said, “boys you had better look out – this is a doctor’s shop, and there may be strychnine in that brandy.”  They paused a moment to look at each other when one of them exclaimed, “Py Got, Hans, I tells you vat I do.  I drinks some and if it don’t kill me, den you trinks” – upon which he took a long and hearty pull at his canteen and smacking his lips a moment said, “All right, Hans, go ahead.

– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3

Review: Shiloh, Book 2 of “The Civil War Battle Series”

By James Reasoner

James Reasoner continues the saga of the Brannon family of Culpepper County, Virginia, in “Shiloh,” the second installment of “The Civil War Battle Series.”

“Shiloh” picks up shortly after the conclusion of “Manassas,” the first book in Mr. Reasoner’s series, continuing the story of the Brannon family with the only member of the family we have not yet met, Coriolanus Troilus Brannon, the wayward son of Abigail Brannon.  Before the war he travelled west to find his fortune.  Things haven’t gone as well as he had hoped.  When the book begins Cory is a day laborer working on the wharfs of New Madrid, Missouri on the Mississippi River.  He is dirty, hungry and homeless.

Through a series of unfortunate events Cory is rescued by Ezekiel Farrell, captain of The Missouri Zepher, a river boat which frequently traverses the Mississippi River from New Orleans to Cairo, Illinois.  When Cory warns the captain that a torch-bearing crowd of abolitionists is on its way to burn the Zepher, Captain Farrell decides to quickly depart from New Madrid, and as thanks for the warning allows Cory to come along.  But Cory is not the only youngster onboard the Zepher, the Captain’s daughter, Lucille, is also aboard.

Cory spends the next few months on board the Zepher, travelling up and down the Mississippi River, learning the river and its hazards all the while falling in love with Lucille.  But in early 1862 Cory’s past catches up with him, and sends him, and the Zepher, fleeing from New Orleans with a cargo of cotton bound for Cairo and a shipment guns for the Confederacy.  After the cargo is delivered, Captain Farrell seeks the safety of Fort Henry on the Tennessee River, but that isn’t far enough, the Union Flotilla is on its way.  Farrell sends Lucille to live in the safety of the home of her uncle and aunt, Charles and Louise Thompson, in Nashville, while Farrell and the crew of the Zepher stay to help defend the fort.  It is a disastrous decision, the Zepher and her crew are lost and only the Captain and Cory make it safely back to shore and eventually twelve miles over land to Fort Donelson where Captain Farrell is killed in Grant’s attack on that fort.

Many of Nashville’s citizens, including Lucille and the Thompsons have fled the city ahead of the occupying forces of the Union army.  After arriving in the city Cory fruitlessly looks for Lucille, and unable to find her heads to Corinth, Mississippi, where he volunteers, temporarily, and fights with Nathan Bedford Forrest’s cavalry during the battle of Shiloh, his third battle in as many months.

Though most of Mr. Reasoner’s narrative concentrates on Cory Brannon, he briefly catches his readers up on what has been going on with the rest of the Brannon family: Will is still with the Confederate army; Titus, pining for Polly Ebersole has turned to alcohol to sooth his broken heart; Henry’s shoulder has healed; and Mac has captured and tamed the mysterious wild stallion and had decided he will soon join the Confederate army.

As with Mr. Reasoner’s previous book, “Shiloh” is a simple story told simply.  There is not much in the way of character development; the novel is purely a plot driven vehicle.  Though, there is more action in this novel than in the previous one, it is all in its last hundred pages: The attack on Fort Henry doesn’t occur until page 265.  Over all it is a satisfying novel, it is neither good, nor bad, but falls somewhere in the middle.

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