Friday, 17 January 2014 03:21 | Written by Compiled by James Johnson
We had the pleasure of meeting with Quartermaster Sergeant S. H. Fernandez ol" the 21st regiment formerly well known as a courteous assistant in the. book store of BLISS, EHERHARD & Co. He is direct from Lookout Mountain 'where his regiment is stationed, and tells us some very instructive and interesting reminiscences of his stay thsre. When he left, deserters from Bragg's army, lying thirty miles distant, were coming in very freely, especially on foggy mornings, and while traveling North two wounded soldiers were frozen to death in one of the cars of the same train. It 'appears that they were wounded so badly as to be unable to pull their blankets around them, and the intense cold of New Year's morning, felt severely down there, soon finished them in their wounded condition, as no one, at the critical time, was at hand to do for them what they could not do for themselves. Sergeant Fernandez has a furlough of-twenty days -from Nashville, which he will undoubtedly enjoy among his numerous friends here. Commissary Sergeant Hanson of the same regiment, is also detailed here to attend to drafted men, and has for some time been stationed at Camp Randall. His last daily issue of rations amounted to 2,250, which were required for the soldiers at Harvey Hospital and at the camp. ' Madison Wisconsin State Journal January 7, 1864
Friday, 17 January 2014 03:14 | Written by Compiled by James Johnson
Another movement has been started at Madison for the benefit of soldiers. Unfortunately for the reputation of the democracy, the credit in this instance is due to a republican — Senator Cameron. Hi» proposition is to erect an asylum for educating the children of the gallant men now defending our country's flag. We cannot doubt that the patriotic members of the legislature will hasten to secure the adoption of a proper plan and the immediate commencement of the pro. posed work. Wisconsin has sent nearly fifty thousand men to battle. They and their families, wives and children, have a right to consider themselves the dearest adopted children of the state. They have been made so by baptism of blood and fire. Between twenty and thirty thousand of these men already lie mouldering in the dust, or are destined to early death from disease ontracted in the field or on the march. To leave their orphan children to perish from want or to grow up in ignorance and crime, would be the refinement of cruelty and base ingratitude. Let the sacrifices of the fathers be remembered in a liberal care for the children left behind. Let this asylum, then, be built. With stately columns and burnished dome, let us rear a monument to the patriotic dead — a monument like that which Horace sings. " more durable than brass."
Friday, 17 January 2014 03:09 | Written by civilwarwisconsin
From West Tennessee The Memphis Buletin publishes a card signed by 300 citicens of the city, addresses to the people of Tennessee, upon the subject on the reorganization of the State and re-establishing relations with the National Government. It recommends immediate and and unconditional emancipation as the best and truest policy, and the only alternative, and calls upon all to support the same by attending the meeting on the 22d inst.
Sunday, 15 December 2013 03:13 | Written by Susan Johnson
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
In 1863, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was compelled to write the poem "Christmas Bells" on Christmas Day. His oldest son, Charles Appleton Longfellow, had joined the Union Army against his wishes, writing his father "I have tried hard to resist the temptation of going without your leave but I cannot any longer. I feel it to be my first duty to do what I can for my country and I would willingly lay down my life for it if it would be of any good."
That was in March of the year. In November he was severely woulded. Beyond that, Frances, Longfellow's wife, had died in 1860. So on Christmas, he reflected on the state of his life and wrote:
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, and wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till ringing, singing on its way, The world revolved from night to day, A voice, a chime, A chant sublime Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth The cannon thundered in the South, And with the sound The carols drowned Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent The hearth-stones of a continent, And made forlorn The households born Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; The Wrong shall fail, The Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men."
It was published in Febuary, 1865 and put to previously existing music in 1872. Charles injury was such that he was unable to return to his unit and spent most of the remainder of his life traveling. He died in 1893. His father had died in 1882.