Bücher der Reihe Civil War

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAP T ER III. OEDEBED TO LA3?OUBCHE. An orderly dashes up to my tent, with missive from Headquarters. You will report immediately to General Emory. .. I sally out at once, and lose myself in darkness of boggy fields and foot-paths lately submerged by the rain-deluge. Nevertheless, accomplishing the distance between the General's quarters and my own, I present myself before him with due alacrity. He is a stern- looking man, middle-aged, who in his youth, doubtless, was handsome. Engaged with an Adjutant, inditing orders and dispatches, he looks -up as I enter, nods, and'points to a chair. General Emory has a good record of past service before the war. 'He directed a military reconnoissance in Missouri and California, publishing a graphiq volume of Notes thereon, some sixteen years ago; and his official reports to Government on the Gold Regions, and as historian of the Mexican Boundary Commission, are of interest and value in a literary point of view. So, waiting here for orders, I regard the physiognomy of my General sympathetically, both as soldier and author. Camp gossip gives General Emory a reputation for rigor in discipline?painting him as a rough and gruflj bashaw-sort of commander; but I fail to notice any traits of martinetism in his serious lineaments. Curi- ously, however, an anecdote told by onr volunteer boys about the General crosses my mind at this moment. They had been demolishing fences, as usual, these brave boys, gathering firewood for coffee-boiling; and, as usual, likewise, those innocent sufferers, the se- cesh planters, had complained to the General of their grievances; whereat a special order issued from headquarters. It recited the enormity of depredations, the necessity of inflexible discipline, the duty of officers and men...

In her 1865 autobiography, Canadian-born Sarah Emma Evelyn Edmonds (née Edmonson) recounts her sensational life on the front lines of the American Civil War. As a young woman, Emma Edmonds ran away from home, escaping an abusive father and an arranged marriage. To avoid being discovered, she dressed in men's clothes and cut her hair and, eventually, assumed the full-time identity of a man, taking the name Franklin ""Frank"" Thompson. Frank worked for a time as a Bible salesman, but in 1865 joined the Second Michigan Volunteers as a nurse. Frank, already a master of disguise, eventually volunteered to be a spy and penetrated the enemy lines multiple times in various forms: as a slave, with silver nitrate painted skin to appear Black and, curiously, as a woman. Fearing discovery after recuperating from falling off a horse, Frank eventually deserted the army, and Sarah Emma Edmonds returned, enlisting in the army as a nurse. In 1867, Emma Edmonds married Mr. L. H. Seeye, a fellow Canadian, and eventually the two settled in La Porte, Texas, where they raised three children. In 1884, she attended a regimental reunion, as herself, without her disguise as Frank. Urged by her fellow soldiers, she filed for a full army pension. In 1885, she was awarded a pension from the army for both of her identities. She became the only recognized woman in the Grand Army of the Republic.

Mainly Compiled And Condensed From The Journals Of Congress And Other Official Records, And Showing The Vote By Yeas And Nays On The Most Important Divisions In Either House.

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Volume Two of the Harriet Beecher Stowe classic. Originally published beginning June 5, 1851 as a serial in The National Era, an abolitionist weekly published in Washington, DC., Stowe's anti-slavery novel was finished forty-three chapters and one year later. John Jewett's small publishing house published the book on March 20, 1852, a couple of weeks before the serial ended. Uncle Tom's Cabin was the best-selling novel of the 19th century and is credited with significantly advancing the abolitionist cause. Its historical impact was so great that it spawned the mythical story that Abraham Lincoln, upon meeting Stowe near the start of the Civil War, was heard to say, ""So this is the little lady who started this great war.""

Volume One of the Harriet Beecher Stowe classic. Originally published beginning June 5, 1851 as a serial in The National Era, an abolitionist weekly published in Washington, DC., Stowe's anti-slavery novel was finished forty-three chapters and one year later. John Jewett's small publishing house published the book on March 20, 1852, a couple of weeks before the serial ended. Uncle Tom's Cabin was the best-selling novel of the 19th century and is credited with significantly advancing the abolitionist cause. Its historical impact was so great that it spawned the mythical story that Abraham Lincoln, upon meeting Stowe near the start of the Civil War, was heard to say, ""So this is the little lady who started this great war.""

This biography of Pauline Cushman was written in 1865 by her friend, Ferdinand Sarmiento, ""prepared from her notes and memoranda."" Many consider the story exaggerated, but given the nature of the secret work she was doing on behalf of the Union, the lack of corraborative information available at the time may have made her real deeds unprovable. Abraham Lincoln gave her an honorary commission, and she became known as Miss Major Cushman. Pauline Cushman was born Harriet Wood and left her home in Michigan to go to New York City to become an actress. After an unsuccessful career, she eventually met and married Charles Dickinson and moved to Cleveland, Ohio. After the death of her husband Charles in the war and an incident a few months later in Louisville, Kentucky when, after a performance, she was paid to toast Jefferson Davis and was fired by the theater, she found a role as a spy. She was able to infiltrate the Confederate commanders and provide essential espionage back to the Union army. She was captured and sentenced to death, but three days before she was to hang she was rescued by the Union army. After the war, she experienced declining fame and fortune, married Jere Fryer and lived a life of telling and retelling her Civil War story. In 1893, she died impoverished of a drug overdose in a flophouse in San Francisco. She is buried at the Presidio in San Francisco. Her simple gravestone recognizes her contribution to the Union's victory. It is marked, ""Pauline C. Fryer, Union Spy.""

This book is a rare and affecting personal narrative of the Civil War from a Southern woman. At the age of twenty-seven, along with her two-year old daughter and her husband, Confederate Major James M. Loughborough, Mary Ann Webster Loughbrough, arrived in Vicksburg. Shortly thereafter, the Union armies began a month and a half seige against the fortification in order to gain control of the Mississippi River. As she and her daughter took refuge in dugout caves in the hills above Vicksburg, Mary Loughborough recorded her daily life. Her personal account of the events of 1863 vividly documents some of the many extraordinary experiences of ordinary people on American soil during the Civil War. Many consider General U.S. Grant's Siege at Vicksburg (May 25-July 4, 1863), along with Robert E. Lee's defeat at Gettysburg on July 3, 1863, the turning point of the Civil War. During the siege, Union gunboats lobbed over 22,000 shells into the town. As the barrages continued, citizens of Vicksburg, Mississippi sought refuge on a ridge located between the main town and the rebel defense line, where over 500 caves were dug into the yellow clay hills of Vicksburg. Whether houses were structurally sound or not, it was deemed safer to occupy these dugouts. People did their best to make them comfortable, with rugs, furniture, and pictures. They tried to time their movements and foraging with the rhythm of the cannonade, sometimes unsuccessfully. Because of these dugouts or caves, the Union soldiers gave the town the nickname of ""Prairie Dog Village."" Despite the ferocity of the Union fire against the town, fewer than a dozen civilians were known to have been killed during the entire siege. Mary Loughbrough tells the story of the Siege from the citizen's point of view.

From the preface: "During the performance of [these] duties of Post Surgeon at New York, and of Medical Director in Virginia, enatailing on him the care and treatment of the wounded, with the innumerable duties and responsibilities contingent thereon ... it was his good fortune to be able to soothe the last agonies of many hundred officers and soldiers of the army, and to bear the parting message of affection and dying blessing to many a bereaved parent or sister..."