Civil War Overview
Civil War 1861
Civil War 1862
Civil War 1863
Civil War 1864
Civil War 1865
Civil War Battles
Robert E. Lee
Civil War Medicine
Civil War Links
Civil War Art
Republic of Texas
Civil War Gifts
Robert E. Lee Portrait
Page) minute-men, who ordered
breakfast, maltreated his servants, and forced $200 from him."
Take this fact as a specimen, put
it with the innumerable instances of the actions of Vigilance Committees in
lonely country districts throughout the South—the mock trials, tortures, and
executions of men whom any ruffian for any purpose chose to denounce—and what an
appalling picture we have of the necessary condition of a society in which
almost half the population were regarded as chattels, and in which a few great
proprietors, owning the land and the laborers, kept their white fellow-citizens
ignorant and debased in order that they might submit without repining to their
own poverty and wretchedness, and to the slavery of the blacks ! Of course, as
in the case mentioned in the letter, the consequences of such a state of things
sometimes recoil upon the authors, and the victims of the tyranny play the
Many of these wretched victims
are in arms against us. But we are fighting for them. The war for the Union and
the rights secured by the Constitution is a war for their social and political
salvation, and our victory is their deliverance. As the guns of
SHERMAN shake down their idols and clear the air, these men, and deluded
fellow-citizens of ours, will see that in this country whatever degrades labor
injures every laboring man, and that equal rights before the law is the only
possible foundation of permanent peace and union. It is not against the people
of those States, it is against the leaders and the system which have deprived
them of their fair chances as American citizens, that this holy war is waged.
God send them and us a good deliverance !
THERE is a person in England by
the name of REUTER who has the supervision of the telegrams to the London press.
He announced Mr. LINCOLN'S nomination as follows : "Mr. Lincoln has accepted the
nomination of the Baltimore Convention, and opposes the amendment to the
Constitution prohibiting Slavery." In view of the fact that the acceptance thus
telegraphed was the response to the interview with the Committee, in which the
President read a written and unqualified approval of that amendment, this is
very well for REUTER. We wonder whether that worthy purveyor of news announced
that the Alabama had sunk the Kearsarge. Judging from the past, however the
mistake occurred, the telegram said precisely what REUTER and the English
friends of the rebels wished might be true. For he knows instinctively that the
sympathy of the working-people of England, which controls the action of the
Government, would desert our cause if they could only be made to believe that we
had ourselves betrayed it.
A DASHING, smashing novel is "
Captain Brand, of the Centipede, a Pirate of Eminence in the West Indies, his
Loves and Exploits," by HARRY GRINGO. (HARPERS.) It is crowded with the exciting
incident which, in these days of the Alabama and Kearserge, is most timely; and
in this summer weather it is pleasant to hear the roar of the surf and feel the
breath of the gale that sounds throughout the story. It is melodramatic, of
course. Pirates and the Gulf can not be otherwise. But the hearty welcome of "
Captain Brand" in London, where it has been already published, shows that HARRY
GRINGO'S hand has not lost its old cunning; and the readers of "Los Gringos" and
" Scampavias" will not willingly lay down this last and most important work of
The author of "Guy Livingstone"
will always be sure of his audience. So eminent a preacher of muscular
Christianity, in the proportion of a ton of muscle to a grain of Christianity,
has a fascination for a very large diocese. " Maurice Dering" is his new story,
just published by the HARPERS. It is not very long, and is a tale of passion and
revenge. The book is a curious study of the author's mind, which is peculiarly
English, although not in the best sense. Like " Guy Livingstone," it reveals a
certain brutishness of nature, a Berserkir quality, which explains much British
The third part of " Our Mutual
Friend" is published in Harper's Monthly for August. DICKENS is all himself in
it. Tile profuse, rollicking humor of the portraiture of the Boffin family is in
his most excellent vein, and the extravagance is in the direction in which he is
always best. This story is read, perhaps, better serially than in any other way,
because it is more fully read. So pleasant a monthly morsel we are sure to turn
and taste all over. Boffin is one of the grotesque masks with which DICKENS
delights to cover a simple, faithful, genial human heart, and which reminds us
of the variety of our common humanity.
In the same number of the
Magazine we may also mention the, graphic and touching sketch of THEODOSIA BURR
and the interesting account of the Shakespearian Tercentenary at Stratford.
LATEST REBEL POETRY.
THE poetic muse still lingers in
the Southern land. The rebel rhymsters are not all conscripts, nor the rebel
women all utterly forlorn. There is, after all, a great deal of vitality in the
rebels, and although the half of them are fighting, and half of the other half
starving, it seems that among the remaining quarter some yet affect to be poets;
complaisant editors of dingy,
half sheet, rebel newspapers encourage their "fine phrensy" by printing their
effusions in small type in obscure corners of their journals.
By favor of friends in
Nassau—which portion of the British possessions every body knows to be the.
"neutral" head-quarters of the blockade-running interest—we have come into
possession of late files of Southern newspapers, containing numerous specimens
of fresh poetical contributions. These rhymes are of all sorts, and written in
every kind of metre. The elegiac, lyric, sentimental, amatory, and patriotic are
all represented; and although their order of merit is not of the highest, their
value as literary curiosities is not of the lowest.
A New York publisher has recently
issued a compilation of
Rebel Rhymes and Rhapsodies," collected from the
Southern journals during the first year or two of the rebellion, and this volume
is an interesting and valuable addition to the war literature of the time ; but
since the date of its publication there have been various occurrences
calculated, as Mr. Yancey observed, to " fire the Southern heart," and
especially to stimulate the Southern muse—such, for instance, as the death of
the rebel General J. E. B. Stuart (commonly called "Jeb" Stuart) in battle,
during the present campaign of General Grant. Stuart was killed by a rifle-shot
in one of the early fights in May ; and having been buried in Richmond, with
such military honors as the meagre means of that harassed capital afforded,
elegiac poets came to cast their bays upon his tomb. One of these effusions,
published in a Richmond paper, is entitled " The Dead Cavalier," and bears the
signature of one J. Marshall Haines. It opens thus
The drums came back muffled that,
beating aloud, Went out in the morning all thrill to the fight; For the hero
lies dead in his battle-flag shroud,
And his steed is led groomed
without rider to-night. Then beat the drums muffled, and play the fife low, And
march on the cortege to cadences slow.
Then the poet bids the beholder
"stand by the corse," and
---Look down on that face;
Mark where the bullet burst its
and proceeds to tell of
---The story he wrote with the
point of his sword; How it thrilled through the cities, how it stirred up the
In a better vein than this is
another—" In Memoriam"—on the same subject, purposting to be written by H. C.
Alexander. It has a melodious ring:
Ten thousand scabbards ring with
joy To avenge the honored gore;
Ten thousand sabres flash in air,
Ten thousand heaving breasts are
bare, Though Stuart is no more !
No more! and is it then too true?
Does Bayard live no more? Nor yet again that flowing crest Shall we behold with
girlish zest Confront the battle's roar?
No more upon the battle's front
Shall Stuart lead the van—Asleep the rare Virginian lies, Nor reeks he 'tis the
foe that flies, While scowls the grim Redan.
Thou of the soldier's mien and
brow, Mourn'st thou dead Jackson's charge? Mourn for the knighted Stuart slain,
Who brought you Jackson back again, By Rappahannock's marge!
Nor is this elegiast inclined to
relinquish hope, even though "the flowing crest" lies low, for he adds:
The royal blood is not extinct,
Though Rupert stains the sod;
Though Stuart falls, the
Their bugles wind amid their
And put their trust in God!
One more specimen of this elegiac
poetry catches the eye. It is indited by Miss Margarita J. Cavedo in memory of
Mrs. Beauregard, the wife of the rebel General. This piece of verse appears in
the Mobile Register of May 6, 1864. We copy its concluding stanzas—the
passionate utterance of a Southern woman:
Upon our country's altar still we
With bleeding hearts our precious
sacrifice; Accept it, God! with pallid lips we pray, Of Southern Liberty the
0 women of the South! in darkest
hour How have ye meekly stood, an angel band; How by your brave endurance earned
the dower Of freedom for our suffering, struggling land.
Turning from these sombre pieces
to the gayer efforts of the Muse, we find in the Mobile Sunday Tribune the
following choice malediction upon the President of the United States—evidently
the production of some jovial rebel who determined to try what he could do;
TOASTS TO ABE LINCOLN.
THE HEAVY CURSE.
May Heaven's curses, dark and
dire, Commingled with Almighty fire,
Fall on your head and press you
down With dreadful torture to the ground!
May peace forever from you fly,
Pleasures fleet when they seem nigh, And in their place may gnawing pain Seize
and rack your burning brain!
May sleep ne'er bless your weary
eyes, Nor guardian angels from the skies Around your bed their vigils keep,
To guard you well should e'er you
May friends forsake you in
distress, And no kind hand assist or bless, But all the world to you be foes,
And crush your life with
May loathsome sights appall your
eyes, And wasting age and maladies
So mar your life that thou shalt
rave For final refuge in the grave!
On you may hell put forth its
might, And shroud your soul in endless night; May this e'er be thy resting
place, And that of all your cursed race!
And if there be a curse more dire
Than hell with all its liquid
Oh, may it in your soul e'en
And hellish fiends their nightly
orgies keep? TOASTER
In this case " Toaster" must be a
misprint for " Roaster." No anathema marenatha of indignant Pontiff was ever
more hearty and precise. So far
as we can learn, however, Mr.
Lincoln still sleeps o' nights, just as if " Toaster" hadn't cursed him so
The sentimental mood inspires
"Fireside Musings" in the mind of another Mobilian, who writes four plaintive
verses, one of which is as follows :
And my child upon me smiling,
From my heart all grief
Seems an angel sent to cheer me
in this dark and troublous hour;
Like link 'twixt earth and
Like a solace to me given,
Bearing me above the tempest and
the clouds that o'er us lower.
It would be impertinent to hint
that this resembles Poe. It is only the utterance of a Poet. Two new war songs
appear among this collection. One of them is given below, according to the
original ; and it is certainly a unique production :
1 Ime called to camp to leave my
home my wife and Childrin too
and there await my awfull doom as
many other doo
2 I march in to the battle field
and thare to risk my life
thare men there bloody weapons
yeeld for battle ware and strife
3 all those to me hoo are so deer
they weep they greave and mourn they live in dred of Death and fear that I mite
4 but so it is I must submit what
ere my fate may be
to bare the tryels I have to meet
my God to strengthin me
5 should this not fill a human
beset and bare upon the minde
I can not help but feel distrest
for these I left behinde
6 the sad effects of war I feel
for sin my Just reward yet if it be my Makers will my life may still be spard
7 Lord be with all of mine I pray
and all of my concerns
and make us wise from day to day
thy richis Lord to lern
8 it may be that this war will
end and prisners all set free
and volunteers returning home and
9 if Ime called home whilst I am
gone shed not a tear for me
but tell to all my friends a
round I Died for liberty
10 thare our Widows are left to
mourn for Husbands once so Dear
hoo fell upon the battle ground
and never made to fear
11 now I must say farewell to you
and sad it is to me
to think that I my love no more
perhaps on earth shall see
12 but if I never more see you
I hope youl pray for me
while I am roveing ore the hills
for the sake of liberty
"The Contraband's Return" is a
beatific vision of the happy time when the runaway slave will trot home to a
"master," and pray for the privilege of being once more sold and beaten. The
writer puts these words into the mouth of this impossible African
Don't you know me, Massa William?
Don't yon know me, Missus dear? Don't you know old Aunt Rebecca, Who went away
from you last year, With Peter, Phil, and little Judy, To join the wicked Yankee
But I've come back, my dear old
To live and die with you!
I never knew the old plantation
Was half so dear a place to me
As when among that Yankee nation
The robbers told me I was free!
But when I looked around for
(We thought it something bright
and fair) Hunger, misery, and starvation
Was all that met us there.
O, Massa William, see use
kneeling! O, missus, say one word for me !
You'll let me stay ? Oh ! thank
you, massa ; Now I'm happy ! now I'm free ! I've seen enough of Yankee freedom,
I've had enough of Yankee love ! As they have treated the poor negro, Be't done
to them above.
Hero is a little prose poem of a
peculiar style :
As long as the Union was faithful
to her trust like friends and like brothers we were loving and were just but now
that Northern treachery attempts our rights to mar but we'll hoist on high the
bonnie blue flag that bears the single star. Chorus—hurra hurra.
Then cheer boys cheer Raise on
high the Joyous shout for Arkansas and North Carolina has both went out then let
another Rousing cheer for tennesse Be given for the single Star of the bonnie
Blue flag has grown to be eleven. Chorus—hurra hurra.
There are many more of these
curious productions--elegiac, lyric, sentimental, didactic, and patriotic—but we
conclude with the following very creditable specimen of the rebel amatory style,
" written for the Mobile Tribune."
" OUR JESSIE."
Our Jessie is pretty and fair,
Our Jessie is marry and true, I'm half dying with love, I could eat up her
And drink my Champagne from her
Oh Jessie, My Lady, My Love, Oh
Jessie, so pretty and wise, What good'neath the sun,
Can I ever have done,
To merit the light of thine eyes
For Jessie, for Jessie, my life,
For Jessie, through darkness and
rain, I'd go at her beck,
Though a cord for my neck Should
await me, returning again.
Oh Jessie, My Darling, My Dear, I
would that I were a bee,
I'd seek only thy lip,
And there I would sip,
(What an object of envy I'd be !)
Oh Jessie, you dear little duck,
Can such another one be ?
Why an angel would blush,
Look pleased, and say hush,
If I kindly compared her to thee.
GENERAL GRANT'S army still
confronts the rebel lines at Petersburg. There is no new development in the
investiture of Richmond; is portion of Grant's force, a very small portion, was
recalled to Washington at the time of the raid, but they will return, their
places being supplied by the militia regiments lately recruited. Our cavalry
force will also be relieved by the retreat of the rebels, and will soon renew
their efforts to interrupt Lee's communications. The long-continued drought is
It is reported that General
Sherman has crossed the Chattahoochee; but he has not, it seems, very closely
pursued the rebels beyond the river. How far his plans may be affected by
interruptions in his rear has become a serious question. His communications must
be protected; it is a long line to protect even if he had a hundred thousand men
to spare for that specific purpose. He has found it necessary to issue an order
prohibiting wastefulness in the distribution of rations. The Chattahoochee River
rises in the Appalachian range in Habersham County, Georgia; flowing southwest,
it reaches the border of Alabama at Miller's Bend, from which it flows nearly
south, forming for 200 miles the boundary between Georgia and Alabama to its
junction with Flint River, with which it unites, forming the Apalachicola. It is
navigable for steamboats 225 miles above this junction. The latest advices
report Sherman's army five miles south of the river. Johnston, not choosing to
defend the line of the Chattahoochee, has withdrawn behind the fortifications at
The rebels appear to be
inaugurating a series of offensive operations on a small scale, the object of
which is to interrupt the main campaigns in the East and West. This line of
operations begun with Early's raid into Maryland. We now hear of an invasion of
Kentucky by a large body of rebels moving into that State through Pound Gap.
LATE REBEL RAID.
The events of the late rebel raid
may be summed up as follows: After the engagement at Lynchburg, June 18, Hunter,
pressed by far superior numbers, found no ways of escape so convenient as
through the Blue Ridge to Gauley. This left the way open for Early to move up
the valley. He did so, accompanied by a
cavalry force under Ransom, and reached
the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, July 3, at a point just above
Sigel, holding the latter place, fell back toward
Sharpsburg. The rebels immediately occupied Martinsburg, where they captured
valuable stores belonging to the Commissary and Ordnance departments, and forced
into the ranks every man between sixteen and sixty. The same day a fight
occurred at Leetown, south of the railroad, in which General Mulligan, covering
Sigel's retreat, was finally forced back to Sharpsburg, where he joined Sigel,
and another engagement occurred. The Federal forces being overpowered, fell hack
to Maryland Heights. Max Weber, evacuating Harper's Ferry, joined Sigel. In the
mean time General E. B. Tyler, protecting the railroad from Baltimore to the
Monocacy, prepared for resisting the rebels and to reinforce Sigel.
joined him on the afternoon of the 3d.
After crossing the Potomac the
rebels in detached forces engaged in plunder; but on Saturday, July 9, they
disappeared from Greencastle, Hagerstown, and from other points threatened; but
this was only for the purpose of concentration. Our forces had evacuated
Frederick the previous night, and fallen back to Monocacy Junction. Here a fight
took place between Lew Wallace and the combined rebel forces; the result was
unfavorable; we were again overpowered and driven back on Monrovia, on the road
to Baltimore. General Tyler was taken prisoner. The rebels then appear to have
separated again, turning up here and there at unexpected points, and doing
considerable injury to private property. On the 11th they cut the
between Philadelphia and Baltimore. At Magnolia, eighteen miles south of Havre
de Grace and less than that distance from Baltimore, a rebel force of about 200
succeeded in capturing the 8.30 A.M. passenger train from Baltimore. The 10
o'clock train was also captured. In one of these trains Major-General Franklin
was taken prisoner. Gunpowder River Bridge was burned. The residences of
Governor Bradford, Francis Blair, and General Cadwallader were destroyed.
On the 12th the rebels appeared
at Bladensburg and Beltsville on the railroad seven and twelve miles north of
Washington, interrupting all communication with Baltimore. The rebels appeared
before Fort Stevens, on the Seventh Street road, but were repulsed. Hunter, in
the mean time, with his column, crossed the mountains of West Virginia to the
Ohio River and reached Martinsburg, where he established communication with
Sigel, who had regained possession of Harper's Ferry. General Grant gave early
information to the authorities at Washington of the movements and designs of the
rebels, and that every possible preparation was made to meet them. A part of the
Sixth Corps was sent on from before Petersburg, and a part of the Nineteenth
from Fortress Monroe. On Wednesday, July 13, the rebels began to disappear
across the Potomac fords, carrying their plunder with them. Generals Tyler and
Franklin both escaped.
An expedition under the command
of General Foster, having for its object the seizure of James Island and other
approaches to the city, was partially successful, the lower end of the island
having been captured. Subsequently an expedition under Colonel Gurney of the One
hundred and Twenty-seventh New York, fitted out for the purpose, of capturing
Fort Johnson by a night attack, signally failed; a portion of the force, about
132, were landed, but not being supported in time, were captured by the rebels.
PRESIDENT'S NEW CALL.
President Lincoln, on Monday,
July 18, issued his long expected proclamation calling out 50,000 men, in
accordance with the provisions of the Enrollment Act as lately amended by
Congress, which are, in breif, the following: The President may call for men at
his discretion for one, two, or three years; the volunteers to receive one, two,
or three hundred dollars for those times respectively; if the quota is not
filled by volunteering within fifty days a draft may be ordered conscripting men
for one year; the loyal may recruit from the rebel States; all men hitherto
enlisted in the naval service, and not hitherto credited, are to be credited to
the quota of the district in which they reside. The fifty days given for
volunteering under the present call expire September 5.
THE vote of censure on the
British Ministry which Disraeli and his associates have been trying to get
through Parliament has been passed in the house of Lords by a majority of nine,
and defeated in the House of Commons by a majority of eighteen. Among the
supporters of the Ministry in this House of Commons Gladstone, Cobden, and
Kinglake stand prominent,.
The details of the capture of
Alsen are the following: The Germans were prepared, the moment hostilities were
reopened, to strike a vigorous blow. On the night of the 28th of June, between
one and two o'clock, they threw three bridges across the Strait opposite Kjver
(1000 yards wide), and soon had on the Alsen side a force of 26,000 men, with
cavalry and artillery. The Danes had only, about 8,000 men on the island. This
force was compelled to fall back; it was drawn up in a line about a mile long,
to keep in check the overwhelming masses of the enemy; a sharp engagement
occurred, with a somewhat heavy loss on both sides. The Danish army endeavored
to escape to the Isthmus, with what success is uncertain.
MEXICO AND PERU.
Emperor Maximilian has sent
invitations to the late President Juarez, and other leading liberal chiefs, to
come to the city of Mexico, and there consult together on a plan of restoration,
guaranteeing them full protection. This invitation was indignantly rejected.
The Peruvian authorities are
making great military and naval preparations, as if expecting a war with Spain
on the Chincha Islands difficulty.