Narrative of the Fenian invasion of CanadaSomerville, Alexander
History
Narrative of the Fenian invasion of Canada
Somerville, Alexander
Canada -- History -- Fenian Invasions, 1866-1870
one to twelve of their assailants. Windows and doors were riddled
with Fenian shot. Lt.-Col. Dennis continued his retreat a half mile
further. He entered the house of a friend, Mr. Thomas, changed his
clothes, shaved his beard, took a pipe and came out to the door
smoking, as if a resident of the house. The Fenians who came in
pursuit were told that no one else was there, and returned to the
village, not suspecting the man before them to be Lt.-Col. Dennis.
I heard language of severest censure used against Dennis by the
Welland company. Since then Capt. King has accused him of cowardice
and he has in turn demanded a court of inquiry on his conduct.
The Robb with 65 Fenian prisoners on board and only a portion of
the naval brigade fell down the river but afterwards steamed up,
exposed to a rifle fire from the shore. The Fenians knew their people
were captives on board, and therefore aimed to shoot the steersman.
Lieut. Robb stood by the helm, several bullets hitting near him. He
proceeded to Colborne and delivered the prisoners. They were carried
by railway to Brantford jail. From there to Toronto.
The prisoners whom the Fenians held were detained in the post office,
and in Dr. Kempson’s house, Fenian guards over them in the early
part of the night. At daybreak they saw no guards. After a time
some ventured out. Then all were informed that they were no longer
prisoners.
About the time when the Fenians arrived near the village on Saturday
afternoon, from Ridgeway, Capt. Akers was near the Fort Erie railway
station. He discovered his danger, and having a wheeled conveyance
drove away westward, and reached Colborne about seven in the evening.
In his report he speaks of finding the garrison there in disorder.
The Q. O. exhausted from the battle, and other newly arrived
volunteers, being billeted through the village, there was no doubt a
semblance of confusion. But Capt. Akers did not see the 13th. They
were quartered all in one building, the school house, outside the
village, and remained there in as good order as troops usually are
in after coming from a long march. I saw them next day and affirm
that they were orderly, soldierly, diligent in restoring their
accoutrements and clothes to cleanliness. Nothing unusual to the
best military regulations issued from their lips, except a unanimous
outpouring of scorn against Lt.-Col. Booker.
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