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foreign commerce have received compensation by the developments of our internal resources. Cannon crown our fortresses that were cast from the proceeds of mines opened and furnaces built during the war. Our mountain caves yield much of the nitre for the manufacture of powder, and promise increase of product. From our own foundries and laboratories, from our own armories and work-shops, we derive, in a great measure, the warlike material, the ordnance and ordnance stores which are expended so profusely in the numerous and desperate engagements that rapidly succeed each other. Cotton and woollen fabrics, shoes and harness, wagons and gun-carriages, are produced in daily increasing quantities by the factories springing into existence. Our fields, no longer whitened by cotton that cannot be exported, are devoted to the production of cereals and the growth of stock formerly purchased with the proceeds of cotton. In the homes of our noble and devoted women-without whose sublime sacrifices our success would have been impossible the noise of the loom and the spinning-wheel may be heard throughout the land.

With hearts swelling with gratitude, let us, then, join in returning thanks to God, and in beseeching the continuance of His protecting care over our cause, and the restoration of peace, with its manifold blessings, to our beloved country. JEFFERSON DAVIS. RICHMOND, January 12, 1863.

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AFFAIR AT HARPETH SHOALS, TENN.

CHAPLAIN GADDIS'S REPORT.

CAMP AT MURFREESBORO, TENN.,
February 4, 1863.

Major-General Rosecrans, Commanding Department of the Cumberland:

SIR: In accordance with your request, I herewith transmit a condensed account of the capture and subsequent destruction of a portion of your transportation by fire, on the Cumberland River, on the thirteenth day of January, 1863, at the head of Harpeth Shoals, thirty miles from Nashville, and thirty-five from Clarksville. I was on the steamer Hastings at the time of her being ordered by the guerrillas to land, and at the request of the captain of the Hastings, the officers and men on board, (near two hundred and sixty wounded,) assumed command. I answered their hail and order by saying, "that we were loaded with wounded, and could not stop." They again ordered us "to come to;" and backed their orders by three (3) volleys of musketry, after which I ordered the pilot of the Hastings: "Round the steamer to the shore." This he immediately endeavored to do. The current being swift, the boat yielded slowly, and the enemy again fired two rounds of artillery, one of the balls taking effect on the steamer, seriously wounding one of the

men.

As soon as the boat struck the steamer that had been captured some two hours previously, "a

gang of drunken rebels under command of Colonel Wade took possession of the Hastings." Then followed a scene of plunder and theft never before witnessed. They robbed soldiers and passengers indiscriminately. They took from your wounded soldiers their blankets, rations, medicines, and in many instances, their clothing! Robbed the officers of their side-arms, overcoats, hats, etc. The boat of all her freight stores and money, and her officers of their personal property. I demanded of Col. Wade some explanation of his inhuman course; he being so drunk, only made me an idiotic reply. I then looked round for some other officer, and discovered Capt. Buford, Gen. Wheeler's A.A. General, in whom I recognized an old acquaintance. I appealed to him; he was powerless, from the fact that the whole gang were drunk. He, however, reported the facts to Gen. Wheeler, who authorized him to parole the Hastings on condition that she carry no more supplies for the Federal Government. I accepted the parole. I then took on board the wounded off of the steamer Trio, also from the steamer Parthenia, and had succeeded in obtaining permission to pass on, when they for the first time discovered that the deck of the Hastings was covered with bales of cotton, on which our wounded were lying. Wade instantly ordered me to put ashore all the wounded (over four hundred) that he might burn the cotton, it being theirs by capture, and with them a contraband of war.

To move the men again was almost impossible; they had been virtually stripped of every thingmedicines, rations, clothing; were thirty-five miles from any military post; night coming on; no place of shelter, no place to put our wounded and dying men, save a muddy corn-field; a heavy snow had begun to fall, and in view of all this, and my sympathy for men, who, for eighteen months, had done their duty as true soldiers, and who for days had fought under you, and only ceased when borne from the field, I demanded other terms. I told him I would not move a soul from the boat, etc. All this was reported to Wheeler (at least they said so) and he ordered that I should be held personally responsible for the burning of their cotton on reaching Louisville, under penalty of my return to their lines as a prisoner of war. I deemed the terms mild, under the circumstances, and I immediately accepted them, in which I claim I did my duty. The passengers and soldiers of the Trio and Parthenia were robbed in like manner. After they had done us all the harm they could, barely escaping with our lives, they allowed us to cross the river during the burning of the steamers. While they were preparing to burn, the gunboat "Sidell" hove in sight, and to all appearance made preparations to drive the enemy away. But from some cause or other Van Dorn made no fight, and surrendered the boat without firing a single shot. They then took possession of her, threw over her guns and arms, fired the three boats, and in a short time nothing remained but the charred hulls. On reaching Clarksville, I reported by telegraph to Major Sidell, who ordered me to proceed on as

hastened down to still the dreadful confusion that the firing had caused. Several ladies were on board, and, be it said to their praise, they behaved like true heroines; no fainting or scream

rapidly as possible to Louisville, and report to Generals Boyle or Wright. This I did, and the inclosed papers will explain the final result of the unfortunate affair. Thus hoping that in all this you will not condemn me, I remain your obe-ing; all as quiet as could be desired under such dient servant, M. P. GADDIS, circumstances. On my return to the front of the Chaplain Second Regiment O.V.I. boat, I was met by Col. Wade, who, with a horrible oath, ordered Dr. Waterman, surgeon in Mr. Spray, a hospital clerk at Nashville, gives charge of the wounded, to take his d-d woundthe following account of this affair: ed Yankees ashore, as he would burn the boat, and us, too, unless the order was obeyed. I instantly appealed to him in behalf of the wounded. During this time his followers had come on board, and took full possession of every thing.

ON BOARD STEAMER HASTINGS, January 15, 1863. I snatch a few moments from the dreadful scenes that have surrounded us for the past three days, to say that on the twelfth instant, in company with many officers, wounded in the late battle, together with four hundred wounded soldiers, on the steamers Hastings and Trio, I left Nashville to assist in getting the steamers through to Louisville. Before starting I heard several insinuations that the guerillas would resist our passage, but we being on an errand of mercy, thought our mission would be respected and allowed to pass unmolested. No evidences of danger were seen until, approaching Harpeth Shoals, we beheld the smoking hull of the steamer Charter, and several burning houses on the south side of the river. The steamer had been burned by the guerrillas under the notorious Col. Wade, and the houses by Lieut. Van Dorn, of the First Ohio, in charge of the national gunboat Major Sidell. A short distance below was a large fleet of Federal steamers engaged in getting over the shoals, under the protection of the gunboat Sidell. On passing Van Dorn's fleet I hailed him, and inquired as to danger below. He replied: "There is no danger-I have cleaned them out." We passed on, the Trio a mile or so in advance. Near two miles below the gunboat we caught sight of the Trio lying to in a cove opposite the shoals. Knowing that she was short of fuel, we concluded that she was engaged in taking on a supply of wood. On nearing her we saw several mounted soldiers drawn up in line along the shore. As many of them had on Federal overcoats, we thought them to be our cavalry. They hailed us, and ordered us to land.

I at once discovered them to be guerrillas, and ordered Capt. Robinson to land. The order was promptly obeyed. The current being strong, the boat did not yield readily to the turn of the pilot, making slow progress in swinging around, causing her to drag slowly down the stream. This caused the guerrillas to think that we were not going to land, and they immediately fired two heavy volleys of musketry, followed by two discharges of six-pound balls, all taking effect on the steamer. Your correspondent, in company with Captain Robinson and Pilot Kilburn, of Covington, was standing on the hurricane-deck when the firing took place. I hailed them, and told them to fire no more, as we were loaded with wounded, and would land as soon as possible. They tried to kill the man at the wheel, who stood bravely at his post, amidst all the fire, until the boat was tied up. On our near approach to them, I

Here I should like, if I could, to picture out to your readers, and the world at large, the awful scene of pillage and plunder that ensued. All but two or three of them were demoralized by the drink obtained previous to our arrival from the bar of the Trio. I will not attempt to penpicture the scene; language fails, and words are beggars, in attempting to do so. Near one hundred of the thieving, plundering gang, were engaged in rifling every thing from the clerk's office to the chambermaid's room. For a few moments, the stoutest hearts were appalled, and consternation had seized upon all. On passing around, appealing to them to desist, I met their Assistant Adjutant-General, in whom I recognized an old acquaintance, who instantly promised to do all in his power to save the boat, and stop the plundering. He spoke to Col. Wade, and he ordered them off the boat; but, alas, that overshadowing curse of both armies was there, in full possession of human hearts, that might have been more humane, had not the demon spirit of rum hardened their natural sympathies, and unchained their baser passions. In their maddened thirst for plunder, they trampled on and over our poor wounded men, taking their rations, blankets, overcoats, canteens, and even money out of their pockets. Never was there such a scene witnessed. For a time confusion reigned supreme. During the time Dr. Waterman and myself had come to terms with Assistant Adjutant-General Buford, in regard to the passengers. The officers, able and disable, were to be paroled together with the wounded men, but he insisted on burning the boat. We then asked him to spare one boat, and allow us to go on to Clarksville. This he consented to do, upon my entering into a written agreement that the boat should hereafter carry no other supplies, or do any other work for the Government, other than sanitary work.

In addition to this, the writer was to burn, or have burned, one hundred and eleven bales of cotton that were on the deck of the Hastings, upon our arrival at Louisville. The terms were severe, and Wade would listen to no other; and on my failing to comply with these terms, the men must be put ashore, and left without covering, rations, or medicines, badly wounded, and thirty-five miles from any military post. Military rule and the stern dictates thereof may condemn our conclusion, yet the claims of suffering humanity, under such circumstances, would com

ed and destroyed them. On reaching Simmsport, I learned that two rebel steamboats had just left, taking with them the troops and artillery stationed at that point. They had left on the bank several barrels of government beef, which I broke up and rolled into the river. I pursued another train of wagons for some distance, but they retheir wagons, loaded with ammunition and stores, fell into our hands, and was destroyed.

On her return at night, a party of overseers and other civilians, fired into the Queen from behind a levee, and immediately fled under cover of the darkness. First Master J. D. Thompson, a gallant and efficient officer, was shot through the knee.

pel us to go further than the terms called for. The penalty for failing to burn the cotton on our arrival at Louisville was the simple surrender of unworthy self to the confederate authorities; a small penalty, considering the amount at stake. These terms being agreed upon, and Surgeon Waterman having made up a list of the paroled men, the guerrillas left the boat, and the wound-treated into the swamps and escaped. One of ed of the Trio, and her crew and passengers were transferred to the Hastings. While the transfer was going on, another steamer hove in sight— the Parthenia, on her way to Clarksville. She was ordered ashore, and the same scene was en- | acted over in her cabin, save the fact that she had no sick or wounded of any account, but had several passengers. The rangers at once boarded her and for some time utter "madness ruled the hour." The Parthenia was a new steamer, costing thirty-three thousand dollars, finely finished and furnished. While engaged in rifling her, and piling up combustibles on different parts of the boat to make her burn rapidly, the gunboat Sidell, spoken of elsewhere, hove in sight. Her appearance was a signal of joy to our men and of alarm to the rebels, who immediately mounted their horses, ready to run. We hailed Van Dorn, and told him to anchor in the middle of the stream, and not come between our boat and the range of the guerrillas' cannon.

Anchoring at the mouth of the Atchafalaya, I waited until morning, and then returned to the spot from which we had been attacked. All the buildings, on three large adjoining plantations, were burned by my order. I started up the Red River, on the same day, and reached Black River by night. On the morning of the fourteenth, when about fifteen miles above the mouth of Black River, a steamboat came suddenly around a sharp bend in the river, and was captured before she could escape. She proved to be the Era No. Five, laden with four thousand five hundred bushels of corn.

She had on board two rebel lieutenants and fourteen privates. The latter I at once paroled and set ashore.

To our utter astonishment, instead of getting ready to cover himself with glory in the saving of so much property and several lives, he simply Hearing of three very large boats lying at Gorfired his revolver, and then ignominiously and don's Landing, thirty miles above, I decided on cowardly waved his white handkerchief in token making an effort to capture them, intending to reof surrender. The rebels had fired several vol- turn if I should find the battery at that point too leys at him and done no harm, save the wound-strong, and ascend the Washita. I left the Era and ing of one of Van Dorn's gunners. He then or- coal-barge in charge of a guard. We reached the dered one of his own men to strike the colors, bend just below Gordon's Landing, before dusk; which he obeyed. They then crossed over to the the dense smoke of several boats, rapidly firing up, rebel side, who, with tremendous yells, took pos- could be seen over the tops of the trees as we apsession of her. Having had no sleep for many proached. I ordered the pilot to proceed very slowdays, and sick at heart over the misery of this,ly, and merely show the bow of the Queen around the most unfortunate expedition of the war, I will close.

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the point. From the sharp bend which the river makes at this place, there was no apparent difficulty in withdrawing out of range of the enemy's guns, whenever it might be desired. The rebels opened upon us with four twenty-three-pounders, the moment we came in sight. Their guns were

LOSS OF THE QUEEN OF THE WEST. in a fine position, and at the third shot I ordered

OFFICIAL REPORT OF COLONEL ELLET.

Mr. Garvey, the pilot, to back the Queen out. Instead of doing so, he ran her aground on the right-hand shore.

danger. As it was, the enemy's shot struck us nearly every time. The Chief-Engineer had hardly reported to me that the scape-pipe had been shot away, when an explosion below, and a rush of steam around the boat, told me that the steampipe had been cut in two.

UNITED STATES STEAMER ERA No. 5, BELOW VICKSBURGH, MISS., February 21. ADMIRAL: I have the honor to report to you The position at once became a very hot one. that I left the landing below Vicksburgh, in obe-Sixty yards below we would have been in no dience to your written instructions, on the night of the tenth instant, taking with me the De Soto and coal-barge, and proceeded down the River. We passed Warrenton without interruption, and reached Red River the following evening. I destroyed, as you directed, the skiffs and flatboats along either shore. I ascended Red River, on the Nothing further, of course, could be done. I morning of the twelfth, as far as the mouth of gave orders to lower the yawl at the stern of the the Atchafalaya. Leaving the De Soto and coal- Queen, to carry off Captain Thompson, who lay barge in a secure position, I proceeded down the wounded in my state-room. Some persons had stream six miles from its mouth. I met a train already taken the yawl, however, and it was of army wagons returning from Simsport. I land- | gone. The other yawl was on the De Soto, a VOL. VI.-Doc. 25

short distance below. Fortunately, the cotton- at once. Thinking we might be attacked on the bales with which the Queen was protected, afford- way up, I seized a hundred and seventy-five bales ed an avenue of escape, and a majority of the men of cotton, and protected the Era's machinery as and officers succeeded in reaching the De Soto. far as practicable. At St. Joseph I landed and I ordered this boat to be brought up as far as it seized the mails, and learned from them that Col. was practicable without being struck, and sent Adams was waiting for us at Grand Gulf with her yawl to the Queen. Lieut. Tuthill and Third two pieces of artillery. Thirty-six shots were Master Duncan, bravely volunteered for the pur-fired at the Era while passing the point, none of pose. I remained on the De Soto over an hour, which took effect. picking up men and cotton-bales. Lieut. Tuthill barely succeeded in escaping from the Queen, the rebels boarding her in skiffs as he escaped. The Queen could easily have been burned, but this could not be done while Capt. Thompson was on board, and it was impossible to remove him. All the passages had been blocked up with cotton; the interior of the boat was intensely dark, full of steam, and strewed with shattered furniture. The display of a light enabled the batteries to strike her with unerring certainty. To have brought the De Soto alongside would have insured her destruction, as the light of the latter's furnace would have rendered her a conspicuous mark.

A dense fog sprang up as we started down in the De Soto, and she lost her rudder by running into the bank. Drifting down fifteen miles, I took possession of the Era, and scuttled and burnt the De Soto and barge, knowing that the rebels would lose no time in pursuing. I pushed on down through the fog, throwing the corn off to lighten her.

We reached the Mississippi at dawn, opposite Ellis's Cliffs. Mr. Garvey ran the Era, a boat drawing less than two feet of water, hard aground, actually permitting her wheels to make several revolutions after she struck, and it was with the utmost difficulty she could be gotten off. The disloyal sentiments openly expressed by Mr. Garvey, a few hours previous to this occurrence, rendered it necessary for me to place him under arrest, and fix upon me the unwilling conviction that the loss of the Queen was due to the deliberate treachery of her pilot. It is to be regretted that the unfortunate illness of Mr. Scott Long, who piloted the Queen past Vicksburgh, rendered it necessary for me to intrust the Queen to the management of Mr. Garvey.

On reaching Island One Hundred and Seven, a body of riflemen opened a heavy fire upon the Era from the Mississippi shore. Suspecting it to be a ruse to draw us to the other side of the river, I decided on keeping the right of the Island. The furnaces of the Era became so clogged at this point, I found it necessary to stop and have them cleaned out a delay of twenty minutes being caused by this. The Era had barely passed the Island, when a battery of three guns opened upon us from the Louisiana shore. Forty-six shots were fired, but did no injury. At Warrenton the rebels opened fire upon the Era with two rifle twenty-pounder guns. They fired twenty-four shots, but did not succeed in striking her. Extraordinary as it may appear, there is every reason to believe that no one was killed on the Queen. It is probably attributable to the fact that those below got into the hold through the numerous hatches, and thus escaped the effects of the steam. Mr. Taylor, of the engineers, is reported by a deserter from the Webb, to be badly scalded. Twenty-four men were taken prisoners, ten of whom were civilians employed on the boat. Assistant Surgeon Booth was the only commissioned officer captured.

Very respectfully, your obedient servant,
CHARLES R. ELLET,

Commanding Ram Fleet.

Rear-Admiral DAVID D. PORTER,

Commanding Mississippi Squadron. CHICACO "TRIBUNE" ACCOUNT.

STEAMER ERA No. 5, IN RED RIVER, Feb. 15, 1863. The career of the gallant Queen of the West is ended. Her crew are dispersed; some are wounded, some are killed, and more are taken prisoners. A small remnant, so far escaped from death and capture, are now twenty miles from the mouth of Red River, moving as rapidly as Providence permits, from the scene of one of the most thrilling incidents of the rebellion, toward the farfamed city of Vicksburgh.

The next morning, a short distance below Natchez, I met the Indianola. Captain Brown thought that he might be able to ascend Red River, and destroy the battery at Gordon's Landing, and I accompanied him down in the Era, We had intended to leave on Monday, the leading the way. I had not gone three miles, ninth instant, but certain repairs were, at the when a break in the dense fog disclosed a steamer last moment, found necessary, and we were comrapidly moving up-stream, about a mile ahead. Ipelled to remain over the succeeding day. at once rounded to, and caused the whistle to be blown to warn Capt. Brown of her presence. As soon as the rebel steamer, which was undoubtedly the Webb, perceived the Indianola, she turned and fled. The latter fired two shots at her, but without effect. I learned afterward, that three other armed boats had been sent in pursuit of the Era, and had been turned back by the Webb on her retreat. They all went back up Red River. On reaching this stream, Captain Brown decided not to ascend it, and I thought it best to return

Col. Ellet decided to run the batteries by starlight, and just at dark the chimneys of the Queen of the West and the De Soto began to vomit forth huge columns of dense black smoke, and we knew that the time of our departure was approaching. Precisely at nine o'clock we swung into the stream, the De Soto, around whose boilers and machinery bales of cotton had been placed, and on whose bow was mounted a huge thirty-two pound rifle, toward the batteries, the Queen of the West next, and the coal-barge on

had not men enough, scarcely twenty all told, to send them after the fugitives, and were compelled to fire at them from the boat. This we did till the shades of evening began to gather, with what effect as regards wounding and killing we were unable to learn. One wagon laden with ammunition and officers' baggage fell into our hands. This was burned.

the outside, all lashed together. In this position we floated down the river. At the risk of being considered a coward, that regard for truth, which I am proud to say has always been a distinguishing feature of my correspondence, compels me to write that I sought the starboard side of the Queen of the West, where the thickness of four bales of cotton and four feet of wood might reasonably be supposed to insure comparative safety. Night was approaching, and we turned the Silently we floated by, every moment expecting steamer's prow again toward Old River, where to hear the scream and hiss of shot and shell, during the day the De Soto had waited for us. every moment looking for the explosion of the Just as we had reached the bend where the ugly missiles over our heads. We were abreast wagons were captured, and where we intended of the batteries, and began to wonder at their this evening to destroy them, while the most of reticence. We were at point-blank range, the us were at supper, all at once we heard the sharp night was fine, why did they not fire? The sus-report of musketry, and immediately First Maspense was terrible. Presently some one sang ter Thomas fell to the deck seriously wounded; out: "We are out of danger, we are below the a musket-ball had passed upward, breaking his batteries." It is wonderful how this announce-shin-bones, and making its exit through the ment affected us. Some who were crouching in knee. From one of the brass guns on deck we abject terror became valiant in an instant. They replied, and also fired several rifle-shots, but, mounted the hurricane-deck and snapped their protected by the levee, the rascals escaped injury. fingers for joy. What cared they for rebel bat- We abandoned our intention of landing, and kept teries? on up the river, the Colonel muttering threats of vengeance.

It was at the mouth of Old River that we tied up Wednesday night, sending the De Soto to do picket-duty a mile in advance. The night passed quietly, and at daybreak Thursday we started up Old River, moving cautiously and calling at the plantations on the way. At nine o'clock we entered the mouth of the Atchafalaya. Four miles down the river a long train of heavy army wagons, driven by negro teamsters and guarded by a squad of soldiers, was discovered moving along the river-bank. We halted them, landed, and took possession. The soldiers escaped to the forest skirting the plantations. A detachment of Federal soldiers commenced the work of destruction. Mules were unharnessed and turned adrift, harnesses were thrown into the river, and a few of the wagons cut down and rendered worthless. The rest were left until evening. The Queen then moved down the river to Simmsport, four miles below, where Col. Ellet had heard of a rebel transport.

On Friday morning a person came aboard the Queen and informed Col. Ellet that the firing the preceding night was done by the citizens living along the Atchafalaya, between its mouth and Simmsport. Col. Ellet accordingly determined to pay them a visit. He rounded to near Simmsport, and calling at the plantation of one Graves, who almost acknowledged that he fired at us, he allowed him time to remove his family and furniture, and then burned the house, sheds, and quarters to the ground.

The next plantation had, beside the dwellinghouse and negro quarters, a magnificent sugarmill upon it. These buildings were also burned.

The third belonged to an old gentleman, who, with his son and two daughters, carried on the farm and worked the niggers. One of the young ladies admitted that the brother had fired upon the Queen, and only wished the one had not been a dozen. She abused the Colonel, and berated the Yankees. When she discovered that her abuse failed to move Colonel Ellet, just as the flames began to curl around the house-top, like a brave and gallant girl, as she was, she sang, in a ringing, defiant tone, the "Bonnie Blue Flag," until forest and river echoed and reechoed with sweet melody.

We arrived too late to capture her, but not too late to seize seventy barrels of beef belonging to the Valverde battery, which the Minerva in her anxiety to escape had left behind. This was destroyed by cutting the hoops of the barrels and tumbling their contents into the river. Colonel Ellet also captured a rebel mail and important letters and despatches at Simmsport, from one Colonel Ellet, on leaving the Atchafalaya, anof which he learned of the occupation of Berwick nounced his intention to go down the Mississippi Bay by Commodore Farragut. A few confeder- and attempt to open communication with Comate cavalry were quietly watching our move-modore Farragut, below Port Hudson; but on ments from the bayou to the rear of the village, reaching the mouth this intention was abandoned, but a shell from our rifled Parrott bursting over and we turned our vessel into Red River. The their heads caused them to hunt their holes. air was as balmy as June in our northern climate, From Simmsport we moved down the river a the trees were decking themselves with green, few miles, and came in sight of another heavily men were walking about the hurricane-deck in laden train, which the negroes from the bank their shirt-sleeves as we entered the Red. We said also belonged to the Texas battery. Upon could not help commiserating poor Northerners, our approach the teamsters turned into the shivering before coal-fires and freezing" on ice." swamps just within reach of our shells. We When we returned we would willingly have ex

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