Pictorial history of the war for the Union, volume 1 (of 2) : $b A complete and reliable history of the war from its commencement to its close ... together with a complete chronological analysis of the warStephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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Pictorial history of the war for the Union, volume 1 (of 2) : $b A complete and reliable history of the war from its commencement to its close ... together with a complete chronological analysis of the war
Stephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865
A most painful scene transpired at the sinking of the launch, in which
were some sixty wounded men, and twenty or thirty members of the
California First. The launch had been safely taken half way across the
river, when, to their utter consternation, it was discovered that it was
leaking, and the water gradually, but surely, gaining upon them. The
wounded were lying at the bottom, suffering intolerably from their
various dislocations, wounds and injuries, and all soaking in water,
which at the very start was fully four inches deep. As the water grew
deeper and rose above the prostrate forms of the wounded, their comrades
lifted them into sitting postures that they might not be strangled by
the fast rising stream. But the groans and cries, screams and moanings
of the poor fellows who were thus tortured, were most distressing and
indescribable. Despite all that could be done, the fate of the launch,
and all that were in it, with the exception of a few expert swimmers,
was sealed; suddenly, and like a flash of lightning, the fragile craft
sunk, carrying with it at least fifty dying sufferers, and some twenty
or thirty others, who had trusted their lives to its treacherous hold.
The very skies were pitiless that evening. O the misery of the black,
tempestuous night, when the rain poured down upon that narrow island
where those who escaped the flood and field were bivouacked, huddled
together and bereft of their comrades-in-arms! Scores of the dead were
guarded by sullen watchers; the wounded were tended in every possible
shelter. The river swelled in a kind of savage triumph over the havoc it
had made, its current darkling and murmuring on the east and west, while
on the opposite shore lay their dead comrades, whose white faces the
rain beat in merciless fury, but all unfelt, and far more harmless than
it fell upon the living victims.
Next morning boat loads of dead and wounded were brought from the
battle-field under a flag of truce; and a dispatch had been published in
Washington stating that General Stone had successfully thrown his force
across the Potomac, and held his position secure against any hostile
force.
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