tmh10
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- Joined
- Mar 2, 2012
- Location
- Pipestem,WV
Fat Man In Battle - During the Bull Run battle an order was given to lie down and load, and only rise when in the act of firing. During the hottest of the conflict, Capt. Taw observed a man standing while loading. "The fact is Captain," said the man addressed, "I am so plaguey fat that if I lie down to load it takes too long to get up again." The captain turned away with a smile, and left the fat man to choose his own method of fighting.
A man named Horsely, from Sumter County, Tenn., one of the Rebel prisoners at St. Louis, is sixty three years old.
During the bombardment of Port Royal a shot from the enemy terribly shattered one of the legs of a seaman named Thompson, while he was at the helm. The brave man, taking his knife, severed the tendons of the limb, and throwing the member away, continued at his post until compelled by weakness to be carried away. As he was born away he cried out, "I set the compasses", as calmly as though he was not suffering from his terrible wound. Thompson is now rapidly convalescing at the Naval Hospital at Brooklyn. He has served his country twenty years on various ships, and now his hopes are so buoyant he desires to procure a cork leg so that he may be fitted for duty. It must be a privilege to help such a man.
A young lady named Mary Cook was lately discovered in soldier's attire in the 2nd Kentucky Cavalry, near Mumfordsville. She stated that she resided in Breckinridge County, Ky. Her father was a clergyman, and after his death she taught school in Hardin County, where she and three other young ladies agreed to adopt male attire and join the army. They divided two and two, but Mary's companion backed out and she went alone. One of the other girls, she says, is a lieutenant in a Kentucky infantry regiment, and takes good care of her companion, keeping her in her tent as a servant. She insists that they were only influenced by a love of adventure.
On Monday night last a soldier, belonging to the Third New York Volunteers, entered a Baltimore oyster saloon and swallowed a half bushel of the bivalves and nineteen glasses of ale! When leaving he remarked that he "felt better."
Two Maryland girls, 18 and 20 years old respectively, were arrested in Washington on Wednesday, in soldier's uniform. They said that they had been in the army some time, and one of them was at the battle of Bull Run. They were admonished by Gen. Wadsworth and sent to their homes in Hagerstown, Md.
A Camp of Females Captured at Island No.10 - One of the features of the deserted Rebel camp was a peculiarity which we have not met with heretofore. On a beautiful hill, surrounded by beautiful groves, budding wild flowers, and the accompanying charms of a rural retreat, we found a bevy of nymphs encamped and enjoying a soldiery life in real earnest. There were twelve or fifteen of them, of different ages, but all young, and more or less fair to look upon. They sat around the camp fire, and cooked their breakfast, a little disheveled and rumpled, as might, perhaps, be expected, in remembrance of the scenes of excitement they had passed through, but yet as much as composed , and as much at home, as though they had campaigned it all their lives. There was a stray lock of hair dangling here and there, an unlaced bodice granting cheery glimpses of vast luxuriance of bust, a stocking down at the heel, or a garter with visible downward tendencies - all of which was attributable to our early visit. There were all the marks of femininity about the place. The embowering trees were hung with hoop skirts, and flaunting articles, which looked in the distance like abbreviated pantaloons. A glance at the interior of the tent showed magnificent disorder, Dimity and calico, silk, feathers, and all the appurtenances of a female boudoir were visible. It was a rara avis in terra - a new bird in the woods. These feminine voyagers were real campaigners. The chivalry of the South, ever solicitous for the sex, could not resist the inclination for its society, and hence the camp of nymphs by the river side, in the embowering shade, et cetera. I will not say much for their fair fame, or for the good name of the Confederate officers, whose baggage was mingled in admirable confusion with the rumpled dimity and calico, whose boots and spurs hung the hoop skirts and unmentionables, and whose old hats ornamented the tent poles or decked the heads of the fair adventuresses. It was a new feature of war.
A Persistent Recruit - S.H. Hill, a young man about eighteen years of age, who has just returned from New Orleans, where he has been a waiter for an officer in a Vermont regiment, enlisted in Northampton a few days ago, but was rejected by the surgeon in consequence of having a stiff finger. He was told by the surgeon that if he would have the finger taken off he would pass him. The finger was accordingly removed, and the plucky young man has reenlisted.
The Rondout Freeman says among the recruits at Camp Samson is a simon-pure Indian. He is connected with the New Paltz company. "Tom" is death to all deserters, having been successful in bringing several back to camp. "Tom" has visited Rondout several times, in the capacity of "high chief" over a band of performing "red men".
Joseph Miller mentions an Irishman who enlisted in the Seventy-fifth regiment so as to be near his brother who was in the Seventy-fourth.
Elias Howe Jr., whose income is a quarter of a million a year, carries the daily mail from Washington, seven miles, to the camp of the Seventeenth Connecticut regiment, in which he is a private.
A family of eight brothers by the name of Taylor, in Rennsselaer County, have all enlisted for the war.
Thomas Stewart, aged 92 years, of East Newtown, Ohio, was private in the 101st Ohio regiment, and took part in the battle of Perryville, where he was complimented for his bravery and soldierly bearing. He has four sons, two grandsons, and three sons-in-law at present in the army. He was born in 1770 at Litchfield, Conn., where his father now resides, aged 122.
The Tenth Legion contains one old patriot, sixty three years of age - a Mr. Bocraft, from the town of Monroe, Orange County. He handles his rifle with the elasticity of a youth of sixteen, and is called the "boy of the company". He leaves behind twenty six grandchildren. He has enjoyed the blessing of liberty and free government too long not to know their true value, and is now willing to lay down his life, if need be, in their defence.
C.W.Merrill, 19th Massachusetts, a drummer boy who was saved from death during one of the recent battles on the Rappahannock by the pocket testament given him by his mother, in which a bullet buried itself harmless, has been presented with an elegant pocket testament bearing the autograph of the President.
Among the passengers of the Cossack was a lad twelve years of age, named Jolinson, who ran away some time ago, and followed a Rhode Island regiment to the seat of war for the purpose of seeing his father, to whom he was devotedly attached. He accompanied the regiment to Front Royal, Roanoke, and Newbern, and was in the midst of several battles, from which he came out unhurt. Being successful in his search, he returned in company with some wounded Rhode Island men, and went with them to the Hospital on Broadway. The Massachusetts Military Agent gave him a pair of shoes, another gentleman gave him a pair of trowsers, a third presented him with a coat, until he had a new outfit, which he much needed, as his clothes were almost in tatters.
A soldier named Thayer, of Salem, who was at Bull Run, Mill Spring and at Forts Henry and Donelson, passed through North Adams on foot last week. His arm was torn in pieces by a grape shot, and seven bullets were located in various parts of his body. On account of his wounds the pain of riding in the cars was so great that he could not stand it. He said in conversation that he had been fighting a year and three months, but had been unable to find out whether it had been "for more territory, negro emancipation, or $14 a month".
An old fellow recruiting for the Eigth Regiment somewhere in Grant, Ky. refused to be sworn in to the service until he was granted permission to go barefooted wherever the regiment went. He has not worn a shoe for eighteen years, and when this fact became known, he was told that he could go barefooted as long as he thought he could stand it. The old fellow's feet are said to be perfectly callous and almost proof against cold, rough roads, or anything enmity with shoe leather.
The Madison Patriot says a volunteer from that place, in a letter, thanks his father for giving him crooked, or bow, legs, saying that on the day before he had narrowly escaped losing both his legs, a cannon ball passing harmlessly through the space occassioned by the "natural crook" of the legs. Everything is for the best.
The Hudson Gazette says Walter Miller of Taghkanic, a private in Capt. Post's Company, accidently shot off the forefinger of his left hand with a revolver Tuesday last. Miller, we understand, has been twice before shot accidently. He says he is bound to go to war at all events, and it is very evident from the hair-breadth escapes he has had that he was not born to be killed by bullets. Miller will pass through the campaign, although perhaps not unscathed. He has "smelt powder" and says he rather likes it.
A corporal belonging to one of the New York regiments gave birth to a fine boy a few days since. She has served two years in the ranks without any suspicion of her sex. They are now in the hospital.
A member of Anderson's cavalry got into the habit of playing fisherman in all the small ponds of the neighborhood, using a bent pin for a hook, and whenever he got a bite he would pull up and exclaim, "That's a fine fellow." The "boys", seeing him in his strange pursuit, often inquired "What luck?" and his answers were always as if he were satisfied with the result of his labors. Everyone came to the conclusion that he was suffering under a hopeless mental derangement, and he was consequently discharged. After he received his discharge he remarked to the surgeon, "I have obtained what I was fishing for."
Five girls in male attire arrived at Louisville the other day, in a party of 300 rebel prisoners.
A singular romantic adventure was summarily ended the other day by the Provost Marshall. Two girls - one sixteen and the other two years older - were discovered in the disguise of teamsters, in which capacity, it was afterwards ascertained, both of them had served upwards of six months. The oldest was from Cincinnati; and a reliable gentleman who says he knew her family, stated that the fair teamster had very respectable family relatives, and that she had been brought up under the best influences. The girl herself, who had sadly degenerated from her early respectability, replied that she "didn't care a d-n. I went for a soldier and I am bound to be a soldier. I can drive a mule team in bully style. That's who I am. Don't you like me?" The erring soldieresses were sent to Louisville.
Old Joe McD. of the 150th Regt. N.Y.S.V. was arrested for stealing a goose, and in defense Joe says "the darned rebel goose was hissing at the American flag and I arrested it for treason." Joe was ordered to take the old gander to his quarters and get fat.
http://www.valstar.net/~jcraig/soldier.htm
A man named Horsely, from Sumter County, Tenn., one of the Rebel prisoners at St. Louis, is sixty three years old.
During the bombardment of Port Royal a shot from the enemy terribly shattered one of the legs of a seaman named Thompson, while he was at the helm. The brave man, taking his knife, severed the tendons of the limb, and throwing the member away, continued at his post until compelled by weakness to be carried away. As he was born away he cried out, "I set the compasses", as calmly as though he was not suffering from his terrible wound. Thompson is now rapidly convalescing at the Naval Hospital at Brooklyn. He has served his country twenty years on various ships, and now his hopes are so buoyant he desires to procure a cork leg so that he may be fitted for duty. It must be a privilege to help such a man.
A young lady named Mary Cook was lately discovered in soldier's attire in the 2nd Kentucky Cavalry, near Mumfordsville. She stated that she resided in Breckinridge County, Ky. Her father was a clergyman, and after his death she taught school in Hardin County, where she and three other young ladies agreed to adopt male attire and join the army. They divided two and two, but Mary's companion backed out and she went alone. One of the other girls, she says, is a lieutenant in a Kentucky infantry regiment, and takes good care of her companion, keeping her in her tent as a servant. She insists that they were only influenced by a love of adventure.
On Monday night last a soldier, belonging to the Third New York Volunteers, entered a Baltimore oyster saloon and swallowed a half bushel of the bivalves and nineteen glasses of ale! When leaving he remarked that he "felt better."
Two Maryland girls, 18 and 20 years old respectively, were arrested in Washington on Wednesday, in soldier's uniform. They said that they had been in the army some time, and one of them was at the battle of Bull Run. They were admonished by Gen. Wadsworth and sent to their homes in Hagerstown, Md.
A Camp of Females Captured at Island No.10 - One of the features of the deserted Rebel camp was a peculiarity which we have not met with heretofore. On a beautiful hill, surrounded by beautiful groves, budding wild flowers, and the accompanying charms of a rural retreat, we found a bevy of nymphs encamped and enjoying a soldiery life in real earnest. There were twelve or fifteen of them, of different ages, but all young, and more or less fair to look upon. They sat around the camp fire, and cooked their breakfast, a little disheveled and rumpled, as might, perhaps, be expected, in remembrance of the scenes of excitement they had passed through, but yet as much as composed , and as much at home, as though they had campaigned it all their lives. There was a stray lock of hair dangling here and there, an unlaced bodice granting cheery glimpses of vast luxuriance of bust, a stocking down at the heel, or a garter with visible downward tendencies - all of which was attributable to our early visit. There were all the marks of femininity about the place. The embowering trees were hung with hoop skirts, and flaunting articles, which looked in the distance like abbreviated pantaloons. A glance at the interior of the tent showed magnificent disorder, Dimity and calico, silk, feathers, and all the appurtenances of a female boudoir were visible. It was a rara avis in terra - a new bird in the woods. These feminine voyagers were real campaigners. The chivalry of the South, ever solicitous for the sex, could not resist the inclination for its society, and hence the camp of nymphs by the river side, in the embowering shade, et cetera. I will not say much for their fair fame, or for the good name of the Confederate officers, whose baggage was mingled in admirable confusion with the rumpled dimity and calico, whose boots and spurs hung the hoop skirts and unmentionables, and whose old hats ornamented the tent poles or decked the heads of the fair adventuresses. It was a new feature of war.
A Persistent Recruit - S.H. Hill, a young man about eighteen years of age, who has just returned from New Orleans, where he has been a waiter for an officer in a Vermont regiment, enlisted in Northampton a few days ago, but was rejected by the surgeon in consequence of having a stiff finger. He was told by the surgeon that if he would have the finger taken off he would pass him. The finger was accordingly removed, and the plucky young man has reenlisted.
The Rondout Freeman says among the recruits at Camp Samson is a simon-pure Indian. He is connected with the New Paltz company. "Tom" is death to all deserters, having been successful in bringing several back to camp. "Tom" has visited Rondout several times, in the capacity of "high chief" over a band of performing "red men".
Joseph Miller mentions an Irishman who enlisted in the Seventy-fifth regiment so as to be near his brother who was in the Seventy-fourth.
Elias Howe Jr., whose income is a quarter of a million a year, carries the daily mail from Washington, seven miles, to the camp of the Seventeenth Connecticut regiment, in which he is a private.
A family of eight brothers by the name of Taylor, in Rennsselaer County, have all enlisted for the war.
Thomas Stewart, aged 92 years, of East Newtown, Ohio, was private in the 101st Ohio regiment, and took part in the battle of Perryville, where he was complimented for his bravery and soldierly bearing. He has four sons, two grandsons, and three sons-in-law at present in the army. He was born in 1770 at Litchfield, Conn., where his father now resides, aged 122.
The Tenth Legion contains one old patriot, sixty three years of age - a Mr. Bocraft, from the town of Monroe, Orange County. He handles his rifle with the elasticity of a youth of sixteen, and is called the "boy of the company". He leaves behind twenty six grandchildren. He has enjoyed the blessing of liberty and free government too long not to know their true value, and is now willing to lay down his life, if need be, in their defence.
C.W.Merrill, 19th Massachusetts, a drummer boy who was saved from death during one of the recent battles on the Rappahannock by the pocket testament given him by his mother, in which a bullet buried itself harmless, has been presented with an elegant pocket testament bearing the autograph of the President.
Among the passengers of the Cossack was a lad twelve years of age, named Jolinson, who ran away some time ago, and followed a Rhode Island regiment to the seat of war for the purpose of seeing his father, to whom he was devotedly attached. He accompanied the regiment to Front Royal, Roanoke, and Newbern, and was in the midst of several battles, from which he came out unhurt. Being successful in his search, he returned in company with some wounded Rhode Island men, and went with them to the Hospital on Broadway. The Massachusetts Military Agent gave him a pair of shoes, another gentleman gave him a pair of trowsers, a third presented him with a coat, until he had a new outfit, which he much needed, as his clothes were almost in tatters.
A soldier named Thayer, of Salem, who was at Bull Run, Mill Spring and at Forts Henry and Donelson, passed through North Adams on foot last week. His arm was torn in pieces by a grape shot, and seven bullets were located in various parts of his body. On account of his wounds the pain of riding in the cars was so great that he could not stand it. He said in conversation that he had been fighting a year and three months, but had been unable to find out whether it had been "for more territory, negro emancipation, or $14 a month".
An old fellow recruiting for the Eigth Regiment somewhere in Grant, Ky. refused to be sworn in to the service until he was granted permission to go barefooted wherever the regiment went. He has not worn a shoe for eighteen years, and when this fact became known, he was told that he could go barefooted as long as he thought he could stand it. The old fellow's feet are said to be perfectly callous and almost proof against cold, rough roads, or anything enmity with shoe leather.
The Madison Patriot says a volunteer from that place, in a letter, thanks his father for giving him crooked, or bow, legs, saying that on the day before he had narrowly escaped losing both his legs, a cannon ball passing harmlessly through the space occassioned by the "natural crook" of the legs. Everything is for the best.
The Hudson Gazette says Walter Miller of Taghkanic, a private in Capt. Post's Company, accidently shot off the forefinger of his left hand with a revolver Tuesday last. Miller, we understand, has been twice before shot accidently. He says he is bound to go to war at all events, and it is very evident from the hair-breadth escapes he has had that he was not born to be killed by bullets. Miller will pass through the campaign, although perhaps not unscathed. He has "smelt powder" and says he rather likes it.
A corporal belonging to one of the New York regiments gave birth to a fine boy a few days since. She has served two years in the ranks without any suspicion of her sex. They are now in the hospital.
A member of Anderson's cavalry got into the habit of playing fisherman in all the small ponds of the neighborhood, using a bent pin for a hook, and whenever he got a bite he would pull up and exclaim, "That's a fine fellow." The "boys", seeing him in his strange pursuit, often inquired "What luck?" and his answers were always as if he were satisfied with the result of his labors. Everyone came to the conclusion that he was suffering under a hopeless mental derangement, and he was consequently discharged. After he received his discharge he remarked to the surgeon, "I have obtained what I was fishing for."
Five girls in male attire arrived at Louisville the other day, in a party of 300 rebel prisoners.
A singular romantic adventure was summarily ended the other day by the Provost Marshall. Two girls - one sixteen and the other two years older - were discovered in the disguise of teamsters, in which capacity, it was afterwards ascertained, both of them had served upwards of six months. The oldest was from Cincinnati; and a reliable gentleman who says he knew her family, stated that the fair teamster had very respectable family relatives, and that she had been brought up under the best influences. The girl herself, who had sadly degenerated from her early respectability, replied that she "didn't care a d-n. I went for a soldier and I am bound to be a soldier. I can drive a mule team in bully style. That's who I am. Don't you like me?" The erring soldieresses were sent to Louisville.
Old Joe McD. of the 150th Regt. N.Y.S.V. was arrested for stealing a goose, and in defense Joe says "the darned rebel goose was hissing at the American flag and I arrested it for treason." Joe was ordered to take the old gander to his quarters and get fat.
http://www.valstar.net/~jcraig/soldier.htm
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