E. P. Roe: Reminiscences of his LifeRoe, Mary A. (Mary Abigail)
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E. P. Roe: Reminiscences of his Life
Roe, Mary A. (Mary Abigail)
Roe, Edward Payson, 1838-1888
"After leaving the hospital I met the sergeant of the guard, and
found him arming a body of men. "We are going to have trouble
to-night," he said to me. The camp below was in a ferment. There
were many there who loved whisky as well as the more privileged at
headquarters. At first the rioters (who were mainly from a regiment
of regulars) threatened to appropriate the officers' stores and
break up the ball. But hardly daring to do that, they turned their
attention to a sutler's tent and eating-house. They soon demolished
his establishment and set fire to his premises. They here obtained
the much desired whisky, and excited by liquor, they boldly began
preparations to attack another sutler who was unpopular. The riot
was now getting formidable. From my tent I could overlook the whole
camp and scenes at headquarters. Meantime our regiment was arming
and procuring ammunition. Fifty of our men were already acting as
guards. They formed and received their cartridges in front of our
tents, thus drawing attention to the headquarters of our
detachment, which I thought at one time would provoke an attack
upon us. I dreaded this, for one of our officers had left his wife
in my charge at the commencement of the disturbance. Our men then
marched to headquarters, fearing the first attack would be there.
For a few moments all was still throughout the camp. Then there
were signals in all directions. In a few moments more the mules
were stampeded from the corrall. They then proceeded to attack the
sutler's tent just below us. Here the guards fired upon them, which
caused them to retreat to the burning sutler's tent in the middle
of the camp. Then I could see our men coming down from the
headquarters on a full run. Wheeling at a certain point, they
charged without a moment's hesitation. For a short time shots were
fired in rapid succession, when the rioters broke and ran. The ball
was arrested. The order was given, 'Every officer to his post.' The
ladies, pale and frightened, were huddled together, asking anxious
questions. Many of the officers might be seen in their ball-dress
walking and riding through the camp with sword and pistol driving
the men into their tents. Such volleys of horrible oaths as were
heard in every direction I hope may never shock my ears again.
Officers cursed the men, and the men cursed the officers. For a
time things looked rather serious. Meanwhile our boys stood grim
and expectant, ready to quell any show of resistance. In a few
minutes the whole camp was under arms, but the ringleaders having
been caught, quiet was eventually restored. My heart ached for the
young wife who saw the exposure of her husband and felt her own
danger, and who was compelled to listen to the awful profanity of
the hour. I will say, for the benefit of all concerned, that there
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