71 10 1130 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/8b3d8b7259e5e6ecfb93d84dd61f26c9.pdf 7731ad7c4b08171e33eb570701c78b81 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Head Quarters 2nd Brigade SFosters Division Jacksonville Fla. March 5th 1864 Dear Cornelius I have just rolled out of bed + without perfecting my toilet set down to write a line to go in the boat leaving this morning. You will excuse me for believing you anxious to know whether I wasnt in + if so, whether I came out of the late fight. By special permission of Genl. Seymour I was allowed to go to the front with Col. M. (the 3rd U.S.C.T. has not been under Col. M. since landing here + that it was not to be was plain to me long before we went to the front) For that occasion the 54th Mass + 1st N.C.V were assigned to Col. M. + his brigade formed the rear of the column, in the march. The brigade got into action a half hour later than the others - the 54th Mass on the left + the 1st N.C.V. near the centre. Both regiments were exposed to a raking fire + behaved well lost heavily. The 1st N.C.V. lost several valuable officers. Capt. Jewett - a.a.a.c. when we were at the Head - was wounded in the neck. He was serving with his regiment leaving me alone with Col. M. “How did I feel?” “I had no time to feel.” Conscious of the nearness of danger yet I did not ex- pect to be injured. I was animated + entered into the spirit of the fight. I wanted to drive ahead + thrash the “rebs”. My horse was wounded in right fore + hind legs - each bullet burry ing itself + passing through. My sword scabbard (steel) was bent by a bullet. Your humble servant - thanks to Our Heavenly Father - was uninjured. Near dusk, while I was riding in search of the Genl. for orders - a rebel regiment or strong line of skirmishers halted me, whereupon I answered that I was “all right,” “union + in search of the Gen.” whereupon they opened upon me, nearly 50 bullets whizzing about me before I got out of range. I wonder they did not let me ride along + take me prisoner. We were under fire 3 1/2 hours - but it seemed no more than half an hour. One is so ab- sorbed in the fight that he thinks of nothing else. I have no time to write particularly - everything not personal you will get in the papers. Excuse my saying, Col. M. told me he had praised my conduct in the fight more highly at my back, that he could do at my face. Colonel Tilghman is comdg a Brigade + has had me relieved of duty with Col. M. + assigned to duty as actg ordnance officer on his own staff. How are you prospering? What news from Home? your friend Loveridge. [Page 2] Wednesday Mar 9. I hope it will not be a breach of friendship if I forward this letter from Loveridge. Your own good sense will show you that it was not intended for circulation, and limit its use accordingly. Yet I think it will not interest you more than a secondhand version through me. George Bissell called on me an hour ago, and we had a very pleasant little visit. He looks very well. Is paymaster on the U.S. Stmr Mary Lanford one of the Charleston Blockading fleet. She came to Hilton Head yesterday and returns tomorrow this afternoon to her station off Sullivan’s Island. The Mary Lanford lay only a half mile distant from the Housatonic at the time the latter was sunk by a forpedo and it was by the merest chance Bissell was saved from being sent “sky-high” instead of the other. He tells some funny stories of the torpedo panic that has since prevailed, every empty barrel or floating log looms in the darkness to a “monster of the deep”. Once, Fort Wagner, the picket boats + a gunboat opened with all arms, and bombarded an old stump with the greatest fury till the mistake was discovered. There is good cause for caution however + the vessels of the fleet now keep under way all night instead of lying at anchor as before. Cornelius. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Romulus Loveridge, 3rd U.S.C.I., March 5, 1864 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-03-05 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. -- Army. -- Colored Infantry Regiment, 3rd (1863-1865) United States. Navy Olustee, Battle of, Olustee, Fla., 1864 United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Blockades Charleston (S.C.) -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 Description An account of the resource Romulus Loveridge write to his Gunnery classmate Cornelius Gold about his experience in the Battle of Olustee outside of Jacksonville. Gold forwards the letter home with a note describing his meeting with his friend George Bissell, a paymaster in the U.S. Navy during the Charleston Blockade, with some discussion of his Navy experiences. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/00019a61cec67832fc60c84adedfd360.pdf c8a2b734ffb263cecd22f3db30a541a1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius B. Gold Journal Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Cornelius B. Gold Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1861-1863 Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Hilton Head, S.C. March 20, 1864 My Dear Mother, I propose to begin this week well, by starting a letter for you on the first day, that the mail may not catch me napping as it did last week. The day is almost gone, it lacks but 20 minutes of the signal for putting out lights, but perhaps before then I may let you part way into this day’s doings, and make ready to let myself into blankets. The first sound that broke the stillness of our sabbath morning air was heavy firing of artillery with two or three volleys of musketry in the direction of Seabrook, a picket station + steamboat landing four or five miles distant at the entrance of the division stream between our men and the rebel lines. The firing continued for an hour or more, and put us all to our wits ends to know what it meant, though too confident of our position to be rendered at all uneasy by it. The upshot of the matter was this. Five small boat loads of rebels approached Seabrook with an evident intention to “feel their way” ashore, but found more yankees than they expected in the decimated state of the Union Army since the Florida disaster. Our pickets formed in line and gave them a good raking with musket balls, where they turned right about + made tracks for the other side of Jordan groaning loud enough to satisfy our men with the effect of their fire. A gun-boat then steamed up and shelled the rebels back to a respectful distance. About 6 o’clock this afternoon while writing in the adjutant’s tent + listening to the talk of the officers, a message came from the commander of the district for Col. Duryee to repair at once [Page 2] to his quarters. He left, expecting a night in the saddle, and ordering Col. Meeker in case of a telegram from him, to man every gun on the fortifications + be ready for action. So you see we have a little stir here that seems like a breath, if not a “blast of war.” But we anticipate nothing serious. The withdrawal of so many troops from Port Royal makes the enemy in our vicinity more daring than usual and from occasional skirmishes with our pickets + picket boats we judge they are feeling our strength a little. Our commanders are cautious as they have reason to be. I have not been to church today. Our chapel (which is only ours by sufferance) passed into Roman Catholic hands for today, + our little altar became a table for the Priest of Rome + his “Mass”. Mr. Mitchell went there , but could not enter on account of the throng about the door caused however not by the crowd within, but, according to Mr. O’Brien by the too hasty devotion of those first entering, who dropped forthwith upon their knees and blocked the passage so that his Holiness had full half the house to himself, many poor sinners remaining without. There being no church, I took an independent and walked round my “square”, which isn’t square at all but oblong + quite shapeless, one mile across the plain to where the road issuing between Battery + “nat’ral born” sand knolls, strikes the beach, and another mile back by the water side. There is a remnant of a wood + a whole swamp left within the Entrenchments where by bog jumping + tearing trousers in the thicket one may gather wild blossoms from flowering shrubs. I ventured far enough into the slough to pick a handful of sweet scented blooms, white + yellow, brought them home with me, filled a small milk- can with water, + for the first time since my sojourn in the South, make [Page 3] boast of a Bouquet on my table. It is not quite as if some fairer hand than mine had placed it there, but it is right pleasant and makes me fonder of my tented home than ever. The little space is full of fragrance like the perfume from a Hyacinth. After dinner, I read a little, wrote a little, took a nap, and some time during the day have taken in several chapters from the Book of Samuel being lead to it the verse for today in my “Chaplet of Flowers. After supper I finished the necessary business writing for the day, and took another two mile walk on the shore. Returning past the General Hospital, I was reminded of a prayer meeting held there this evening, and directed by the sound of a hymn, found my way to where the saints were gathered. It was in the great dining hall, a nucleus, of the Hospital chaplain, three or four ladies + as many officers, and perhaps a hundred “rank + file” gathered in one end, with nearly as many more strung along toward the outer door. Among the last I took my seat, being a late comer, + an early goer, from necessity. The meeting was very interesting, and it was particularly pleasant to hear the singing lead by a full-voiced lady. Generally I much prefer a good male leader but the rarity of the other in these parts makes it valuable. I would not have you think the singing was the chief attraction. It strengthens me to breathe an atmosphere like that, and if anywhere in the world we need to “meet together for prayer” it is just there, where constant contact with Godless war inclines us to forget God. Wednes Tuesday March 23. The fat mail bag just staggered into camp on the shoulders of a stout soldier, and pending the distribution I will finish this, that the carrier may not return empty handed. The “Line storm” struck us like a thunderbolt Monday night, “weeping + wailing [Page 4] for 36 hours thereafter. A dismal cold storm it was, but the clearing away this morning before a clear bracing norther is delightful. When I have said my little say to you, I intend a trip for the “benefit of my health”, and as big a draught of oxygen as the Dutchmen take of Lager-bier. For two days past, I have alternately hugged a hot stove + slept in damp blankets till the result is anything but enviable. It makes a fellow feel slightually stiff + top heavy. No real damage done however. The rebels keep up a little irritation along the picket lines, drawing a stray shot from night to night, causing double guard on our side + double vigilance, that is all. A son of the rebel General Finnigan has been recognized on this island, + fired at once by a sentinel. He is lurking about in the capacity of a spy and it is thought the hostile demonstrations maybe with intention of facilitating Finnigan’s escape. It is a difficult matter to ferret him out, and about as difficult for him to get out of the scrape himself. If taken we may have the privilege of “hanging a spy”. Last evening quite an excitement started into life with a ring from the fire-bell. Post Headquarters were on fire. Fortunately the flame was subdued before reaching the windows or the damage would have been serious in such a wild windy night. So you see the light intermittent fever of Hilton Head keeps us from entire stagnation. Here come the precious documents. I must stop short, + “read, mark + inwardly digest,” the few that pertain to me. The feast is over + it was a feast though I shall still have room for the dessert in the barrel. Perhaps it may arrive in time to acknowledge this mail so I will leave my letter open. The handkerchief is welcome. Please thank you “Willis” for the “Palladiums” + “Pictorials.” His sister must be a marvellous good one. To be sure, if he thinks it would give her pleasure to arrange + frame the China Leaves, I have no sort of objections though I supposed the pretty [Page 1, margins] ones all disposed of. But you had better have the names of places + dates with each, as they give the leaves their principal value. This lastly the way is in reply to Harry. You need not be “surprised” at all at my being “home- sick some times, since it does not in the slightest interfere with my contentedness here. It is a very mild form of the disease, comes seldom and then only as a gentle reminder that I have a home to love + be “sick” for if I choose. There hath no tempta- tion taken me except such as is common to man”. I am no whit less happy than I have been from the first. Your aff. Cornelius Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., March 20, 1864 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-03-20 Subject The topic of the resource Civil War, combat, religion, camp life, Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother of camp life, religious observances in camp, skirmishes with Confederate pickets, and the general state of the Union army after the Florida campaign. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/ac61df866ef6216d93962235f280e2a4.pdf b1f5900ae116f1ab2c5c9e6517f1a9a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Hilton Head, S.C. Nov. 2. 1863 My dear Brother Our camp is well nigh deserted. 800 men are gone to load heavy ordnance at the wharf. The very guard tent is emptied for the emergency. Lieut. Eaton, commanding our company, whose clerk I am, excuses me from all fatigue duty. So I have simply to Drill + do his writing at present. A simplicity that involves time however, making the days pass quickly + busily in pleasantness + peace. The writing is not laborious enough to harm me. I like it, because it brings me near the kindest of officers, and gives more of an insight into military matters than I would otherwise get. At the close of every 2d month there are about 3 days of steady scratching. I am just through with that job for this time. [Page 2] having been at it five days as a green Hand. That's why I have as yet expended little labor or leisure on the friends at home. And the other reason you can not imagine the sameness of life in a square, perfectly flat four acre lot, where every man must stand with his thumb in his mouth, and the only fig biting is with vermin. Not so very much of that either. We drown them in cold water as thoroughly as we can. Very good water we have, and I am the fresher this instant from a bath in it. I had the whole tent to splurge in, Mitchell + Monroe, my mates, being about on fatigue duty, pulling down an old horse stable. When that is accomplished I suppose th each man in camp will be invited to shoulder a plank + transport it to the appointed spot for the new regimental stables. Hark! I hear the boom of a Morris Island guns. Often in these still days, we hear it, [Page 3] and wonder how the fight progresses, but like people North, must wait for news. Gilmore's artillery no doubt speaks today more intellegibly to Charleston than to us. I fear we must give up all hope of assisting in the siege, unless a worse calamity should befal the country, in the shape of a heavy reverse there, and pressing call for men. Officers say, we recruits will not be fit for the field under three months. There's no telling how long we may remain here, quite likely all winter at least. It is not a bad place to stay in. I am quite content, so far as physical comfort or companionship is concerned. Both are certainly better than I anticipated. Providence has yoked Mr. Mitchell and me together, whether we would or no, + to my profit. For tentmate, we have John Monroe of Norwich, an inoffensive honest Christian, exschoolmaster exshopkeeper exapockethandkerchief [Page 4] and who will blow his nose at the wrong end, much to the annoyance of Mitchell, who has not hesitated to advise him on the subject, and with good effect. Monroe is docile, a good child, will do neither us nor the enemy any harm if he can avoid it. When assigned to companies, our first assignment was broken up, and original messmate passed to Co. E. Much to our relief was this, for Veely, though pious, was a disagreeable bore, and too much of a noisy Methodist to please either of us. Not that we were unwilling others should be cognisant of our evening worship, but the very beauty of family prayer seems to me to be in its seclusion, "the world shut out", only Christ in the midst of us. I think I mentioned in my last letter, that Veely is a Roxbury man, son-in-law of Welton. Who do you think we have stumbled on, for an old acquaintance in Company B! [Page 5] no less a personage than William O'Brien father of Mr. Parrish's Johnny! He is a right sturdy, kind hearted old soldier, liked by all his comrades, us among them. Isn’t war a leveler? here is a fine old dirt digging paddy, the actual superior by more than 2 years experience of Abner W. Mitchell! But Mr. Mitchell will, + does already command the respect of his officers by his own cheerful obedience and manful spirit. What nature does for him, circumstances do for me, so that we both feel at home in our company + regiment, and are sure of good treat ment so long as we behave ourselves. Indeed every man is certain of that for himself. The chaplain is cordial always, + a real belssing to us. I am glad we have been put just here. It could not have been better anywhere [Page 6] Humph! isn’t it too bad! Here is Lt. Eaton back again with our five muster Rolls in his hand, my five last days work all to be re-written! + mad enough to kick his colonel. It is through no fault of mine, but simply because Lt. Col. Duryee finds fault with dates contracted in this manner, Sept. 12, 61 instead of Sept. 12, 1861, a thing of no importance whatever, + which the narrowness of columns has always made necessary. I have one consolation in it, that it gives Lt. Eaton + the Adjutant occasion to say that so correct rolls have not left this company in two years before. The worst of it is, that for the sake of using his authority, the colonel may keep the whole regiment awaiting their pay for days. We all hope for a successor to Col. Chatfield soon, who will take the reins from the hand of this youthful brainless charioteer. Under these circumstances, you will see [Page 7] the need of a little rest, before I buckle on the armor, and march a second time over the long rolls. I shall write you no more at present. I will repeat my P.O. Address. Wherever in the Department of the South we might be sent, matter would be forwarded. This is the Central Depot of the Department Cornelius B. Gold 6th C.V. Co. B 6th Conn. Vol. Co. B Hilston Head, S.C. Evening — Have been at a game of “two old cat” with some camp contrebands, and played myself into quite a sweat. It seemed very like Connecticut. Then I stretched myself quite alone in the tent, for an old fasioned read, and had it for a half hour, when our orderly sergeant Hicks came in, and chatted pleasantly with me till drum roll for supper. My book + tea lasted till dusk. Then our men came howling + hungry into camp on the run, and I vacated the tent for a stroll to the chaplain’s. He is PostMaster + informs me tonight is my last chance for this mail. [Page 8] He has a melodeon + holds a choir rehearsal tonight for next Sunday service. he has quite a fine quartette of male voices, + invited me to stay and listen. But I prefer to close my “correspondence”, and indulge a little more in Kinglake, before going to bed. I understand Gilmore has footing on James’ Island, and The labor of too the soldiers this P.M. has been in loading one enormous mortar for the siege operations, two more are yet to be put on board. From this you may gain some idea of the time necessary to transport + place these young volcanoes in position. Love to Grandpa’s family, + all the uncles, aunts + cousins in the neighborhood, the Lymans Mrs. Hart + everybody who wants for this time + all time. I shall put an end to this farce of rending weekly what abides with you alway. I give you “power of attorney” to signal for me in all general love matters, reserving the particular to myself of course, should any occur. Cornelius Please send by mail my Webster’s Pocket Dictionary. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., November 2, 1863 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1863-11-02 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Soldiers--Religious life Soldiers--Conduct of life Soldiers--Attitudes Soldiers--Recreation Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his brother about camp life, other soldiers, dealings with officers, and his job as regimental secretary. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/8398f8c6edb016409b0d53a3c65f6d20.pdf a8f2103bda3a765d41f9e22590df6bfb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Camp 3rd Reg’t. U.S.C.T. Morris Island, S.C. Sept 11, 1863 Dear Cornelius, We have not taken Charleston, nor has this barren island been transformed into a second “Garden of Eden”, why I seize my pen to write you a hasty letter, but the non-arrival of mail for us has made us desperate - there is deep water - powder + balls near at hand. What is to be done? As all our news and love must come from the north, I suppose the treason must be great, but remember we are willing to pay high premiums for genuine articles. I take it for granted you [Page 2] do not expect much from me for it is glory enough to be a soldier, without being able to write a good letter. Did I think you were unlike myself and could sympathize with the victim, I would tell you of a foot-race that took place between one of our boys and a crab — poor crab got beaten + the fellow eats rations for a week at one meal. But to tell the truth we are living by eating + drink here as you do in the land of promise not knowing what a day may not bring forth. The weeks just past have brought forth daily digging in the trenches, before Wagner, and last Monday’s sun rose upon Federal bayonets upon the parapet of that fort. Many lives were lost — many [Page 3] poor fellows wounded during the seige, but we are thankful that the number of casualties was not increased by the capture of the fort. The chivalry left in time to avoid fighting, leaving behind them guns and ammunition. They went not away, however, without leaving unmistakable tokens of the love they bear us. To facilitate our occupation of their late home — they left heavy planks across the moat ring around it. Some, without reason I think, are disposed to question their motives inasmuch as the planks were driven thick with sharpened spikes — they being two inches apart and three inches above board. Judging of this act in the [Page 4] light which their previous conduct enables us to, is not the conclusion reasonable, indeed inevitable, that they intended us no injury, but, probably laying the planks in the dark, they accidentally got them down wrong side up — with the spikes down the planks would have been more firm. I see no reason to regard these people otherwise than as brothers and well wishers although along the side of the fort exposed to attack were driven lances, so arranged that a party of men having gained the parapet + then being driven back must unavoidably fall impaled upon them. To my mind the fact that their object, in placing the lances as stated, was to assist those who might wish to scramble up the bank. [Page 5] I sometimes think our kinsmen heedless But the other day, they carelessly left lying, unlabelled in the sand, a small tin box, which a soldier accidentally hitting with his foot and rendered amputation necessary. “A prophet is without honor in his own land”, so with this traduced people — but abroad, their friends are numerous. Several orders forbid my writing concerning future plans — we sometimes thake the liberty to jump to conclusions. I predict our next work will be on Sullivan’s Island. The Weehawken exploded a magazine in Moultrie last Monday. On the same day the whole or a part of Moultrieville was burned — cause unknown — at least to me. Do not get despondent and despair [Page 6] of the fall of Charleston. Take courage from the past, if we have taken the works upon which they mainly relied it is but reasonable to conclude we can capture the rest, one or two months may be necessary for its accomplishments — but being confident of a victorious result — the time will seem short. Rumors are afloat to day that Rosencrans’ army have plucked new laurels from the hilltops around Chattanooga. “God speed the right” — but we had best set ourselves about being thankful or we cannot keep pace with the already rapid progress of the Right. Will not disaffection tear Lee’s army limb from limb? Think of urging men to fight for the defence of their homes, when these are already under federal rule! [Page 7] and appearantly to continue so. I told you our manner of living was similar to yours. You wish to know what our dish consists? Well, pure sand is very plenty, but does not constitute our whole dish. Seafood forms a frequent dish — oysters — clams — crabs + fish receiving each, a share of attention, we purchase many things of the Post Commissar and the Sanitary Commission occasionally leave the pound at the Hospital + its equivalent, an ounce with us. Every hill + valley ought to pour out of its abundance into the lap of the U.S.S. Commission. The Sanitary + Christian Commissions are doing immense good, under the direction of Dr. Marsh in this Dep’t. or at least, the S.C. is in his charge. Whatever I receive from these commissions, I shall accept as from the good friends of Washington; the [Page 8] codfish we had for breakfast this morning, I give George Lyman credit for. You will please say to Miss Mary Vail that I enjoyed that bottle of wine much + found it a great relief to my “awful infirmities”. But I am just now informed of my appointment as senior A.D.C. to Col. Montgomery, Comdg 4th Brigade 1st Div, and since I am to enter upon my new duties, at once, you will be spared reading more than I have already written. The manner + matter show haste. With very kind regards for yourself, and your circle of friends, I remain, Your devoted, Colored friend R.C. Loveridge Address Romulus C. Loveridge 1st Lieut + A.A.D.C. 4th Brigade, 1st Div. Morris Island S.C. N.B. I do not write for publication, so let this be strictly confidential + delay the reading of it until dusk, if you please. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Romulus Loveridge, 3rd U.S.C.I., Sep. 11, 1863 Subject The topic of the resource United States. -- Army. -- Colored Infantry Regiment, 3rd (1863-1865) United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources Soldiers--Conduct of life Operations rations (Military supplies) United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Campaigns--Charleston (S.C.)--History--Siege, 1863 Description An account of the resource Romulus Loveridge writes to Cornelius Gold of operations around the siege of Charleston and life in camp. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/cba38738208ad4847ce261667ea04d99.pdf 343a0513a992aa0c35277b2210993ad2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document CAMPEACHY PICTURE The sloop's sails glow in the sun; the far sky burns, Over the palm tree tops wanders the dusk, About the the blows a chuckling ripple churns; The land wind from the marshes smells of musk. A star comes out: the moon is a pale husk; Now, from the galley door, as supper nears, Comes a sharp scent of meat and Spanish rusk Fried in a pan. Far aft, where the lamp blears, A seaman in a red shirt eyes the sails and steers. Soon he will sight that isle in the dim bay Where his mates saunter by the camp-fire's glow; Soon will the birds scream, scared, and the bucks bray, At the rattle and splash as the anchor is let go: A block will pipe, and and the oars grunt as they row, He will meet his friends beneath the shadowy trees, The moon's orb like a large lamp hanging low Will see him stretched by the red blaze at ease, Telling of the Indian girls, of ships, and of the seas. THE TRAVELLING CIRCUS Trumpets and fifes in the street, the circus is come to town, There's a fine blue peacock's plume in the tall white hat of the clown: And the piebald horses feet Go sounding sounding sounding round and around the ring, And the lady leaps the hoops like a swift white bird on the wing, And the bandsmen's drums are pounding Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 1 Subject The topic of the resource Dun Emer Press Dun Emer Industries Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY THE DUN EMER PRESS, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN, SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. Woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE TRAVELLING CIRCUS" Signed: Jack B. Yeats Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats John Masefield Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Dun Emer Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource June, 1908. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/22f96b242c26cb24e6a5e66639d2532f.pdf ff7af80d9709ba98cd0107771b62393a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document THE LAMENTATION OF HUGH REYNOLDS My name it is Hugh Reynolds, I come of honest parents, Near Cavan I was born as plainly you may see; By loving of a maid, one Catherine MacCabe, My life has been betrayed; she's a dear maid to me. The country were bewailing my doleful situation, But still I'd expectation this maid would set me free; But, oh! she was ungrateful, her parents proved deceitful, And though I loved her faithful, she's a dear maid to me. Young men and tender maidens, throughout this Irish nation, Who hear my lamentation, I hope you'll pray for me; The truth I will unfold, that me precious blood she sold, In the grave I must lie cold; she's a dear maid to me. For now my glass is run, and the hour it is come, And I must die for love and the height of loyalty: I thought it was no harm to embrace her in my arms, Or take her from her parents; but she's a dear maid to me. Now, I can say no more; to the Law-board I must go, There to take the last farewell of my friends and counterie; May the angels, shining bright, recieve my soul this night, And convey me into heaven to the blessed Trinity. THE ANCIENT MARE She was bread in Conemara, And brought up at the Castlemain; She won cups at the Curragh, And a charger was in Spain. All countries and Conveyances She has been buckled to, She lost an eye at Limerick, And at Aughrim lost a shoe. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 2 Subject The topic of the resource Dun Emer Press Dun Emer Industries Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN: FORMERLY DUN EMER PRESS. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only Woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE WHIRLY HORSES" Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource July, 1908. Broadside Cuala Dublin Dun Emer Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Ancient Mare The Gaelic Revival The Lamentation of Hugh Reynolds The Whirly Horses Yeats https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/4ceb71c12d932059ee058498da542560.pdf 8dc1b6cd99f68b2fc7f9fd20d915de73 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document THE SWORDSMAN TO HIS SWORD You are light in my hand As a windrush might be,- Ay, so light As the froth on the sand Or the foam on the sea, And as bright When you felt the red fire Of the forge, as it played, Did you feel, Too, my swordsman's desire Run like blood on your blade And blue steel? There is one I have seen Step from darkness this night, Like the morrow That comes dawning between Darkest walls, like delight After sorrow. For her sake, be a brand In my spirit's eclipse; Be a flame, Be a flash in my hand, And a laugh on the lips Of my fame. And her secret appeal, And my deathless desire, Taking word,- In her need be a wheel About her of fire, My bright sword. Ernest Rhys Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 3 Subject The topic of the resource Cuala Press Dun Emer Press Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN: FORMERLY DUN EMER PRESS. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. Woodcut on page [2] has caption: "TRAMPS". Signed Jack B. Yeats. Woodcut on page [3] has caption: "A YOUTHFUL PIRATE". Signed Jack B. Yeats. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats Ernest Rhys Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource August, 1908. A Youthful Pirate Broadside Cuala Press Dublin Dun Emer Ireland The Swordsman to His Sword Tramps https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/86ecf52156cefdf5571999086e5c73e5.pdf fb4b3cedb5487f872b5b4655e891da33 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Bring wine, and oil, and barley cakes, And let us lade our birch canoe, The murmuring Mississippi breaks Beyond the dim bayou. Strong with the melted snows he comes. Loudly he roars like muffled drums. So we will launch, and fade away Down the yellow echoing tide of his, Past the worn bluffs of polished clay Where keen mosquitoes whizz. The Indian on the Rocky Alps Will bid us hail, and spare our scalps. For wise and old is yon Red Man So wise and old, so bronzed, so hale; With crimson and viridian He streaks his coat of mail. Reined in there, at the canyon's brim, His pony seems a part of him. Wolfe T. MacGowan A pleasant new comfortable ballad upon the death of Mr. Israel Hands, executed for piracy. To the tune of 'I wail in woe.' My name is Mr. Israel Hands That here is upon the breezes stands, I was a Pyrat on the Sea, So, citizens, be warned by me, O citizens! be warned by me, I took a ship upon the sea, I killed the captain with a knife, Now I must end my wicked life, The prigs and cullies on the lay They to rejoice now at this day, Becasue that I on Tyburn tree Do end my life by treachery, Wolfe T. MacGowan. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 4 Subject The topic of the resource Cuala Press Dun Emer Press Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE CHARIOTEER". Signed Jack B. Yeats. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats Wolfe T. MacGowan Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource September, 1908. Cuala Dublin Dun Emer Ireland Irish Literary Revival Jack B. Yeats The Gaelic Revival Wolfe T. MacGowan Yeats https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/002a8dc46df703e31392d3e46f8f957c.pdf beb3bd3a0ba39edfe8f3fa2eda996de5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document OF ONE JOURNEYING I walked lightly with the dancing flame of youth, A breeze to bear me at each steep incline; Joy fared me forth; I journeyed without ruth, And every living branch and bird was mine. Each old horizon, with desire beyond, Passed like familiar air and empty road ... Ah, were this worn staff now the singing wand, And bending shoulders straight beneath their load! Onward I journey, all of youth behind: My breast wears old with the weight of the wind. James Guthrie IN THE TRAIN: PORTRAIT OF A NAVY His cap, his pipe , his corduroy, The little gold-ring in his ear, His cave-man's jaw to make you fear The half-burnt feast that should employ Those teeth of iron and ivory. Cracking a bone like biscuit there, And that strong hand to harry the bear, Look brave in our pale company. His smile is great: his road lies home Across a thousand quarts of beer; For him, the Casesars are in vain, Rome, Pharaoh, Cnut, are still to come; The river-marsh blinds Westminster, And Lincoln's Inn is fields again. Ernest Rhys. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 5 Subject The topic of the resource Cuala Press Dun Emer Press Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE WAKE HOUSE". Signed Jack B. Yeats. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats James Guthrie Ernest Rhys Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource October, 1908. A Broadside Cuala Press Dublin Dun Emer Ernest Rhys In the Train: Portrait of a Navy Ireland Irish Literary Revival Jack B. Yeats James Guthrie Of One Journeying The Gaelic Revival Yeats https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/5c26ae64369abe2c9ec68f623179d618.pdf 7231b29d8abd9a31816bb8364442b0c1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document THE RIO GRANDE CAPSTAN CHANTY Where are you going to, my pretty maid? O away Rio; Where are you going to, my pretty maid? We are bound to the Rio Grande. O away Rio, O away Rio, O fare you well, my bonny young girl, We are bound to the Rio Grande. Have you a sweetheart, my pretty maid? O away Rio; Have you a sweetheart, my pretty maid? We are bound to the Rio Grande. O away Rio, O away Rio, O fare you well, my bonny young girl, We are bound to the Rio Grande. May I go with you, my pretty maid? O away Rio; May I go with you, my pretty maid? We are bound to the Rio Grande. O away Rio, O away Rio, O fare you well, my bonny young girl, We are bound to the Rio Grande. I'm afraid you're a bad one, kind sir, she replied, O away Rio, I'm afraid you're a bad one, kind sir, she replied, We are bound to the Rio Grande. O away Rio, O away Rio, O fare you well, my bonny young girl, We are bound to the Rio Grande. WHERE THE DEMONS GRIN The hill was low, but stretched away A straggling mile or so to where The sea was stamping, tossing spray Beyond its bulwarks black and bare: A sullen sea of grey. The grasses jerked as they were stung By vicious winds. A daisy's head Crouched in a tuft, till it was flung From its uneasy troubled bed And tos't the waves among. Ans all the woeful things he said- Ah me, the twitching of his lips- Of hungry children craving bread, And fortune's sideward slips, And how his wife was dead. Ah me, it was so desolate, And sadder for the sea bird's cry Thrillingly thin. There seemed a weight Brooding, as if the leaden sky Hung heavier for hate. A bent old man was climbing slow (With weary step and plodding pace) That savage hill, and wild did blow A bitter wind in headlong race Harsh from the sea below. He held a rope, and as he trod Pressing against the furious wind; He cried aloud and laughed at God, And said he sure was deaf or blind, Or lazing on the sod. And what was done I will not tell - There is a bent tree on the top Of that low hill, there you can see The sequel of this mystery. Beneath the moon...I dared not stop... My God - a demon up from hell, Jab-jabbered as the old man fell. James Stephens. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 6 Subject The topic of the resource Cuala Press Dun Emer Press Ireland Irish Literary Revival The Gaelic Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E.C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "BONEY'S ORACULUM". Signed Jack B. Yeats. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jack B. Yeats James Stephens Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource November, 1908. A Broadside Cuala Press Dublin Dun Emer Ireland Irish Literary Revival Jack B. Yeats James Stephens The Gaelic Revival The Rio Grande Capstan Chanty Where the Demons Grin Yeats