"Roundheads and Ramblings"
May 2017
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Posted on Wednesday, May 31, 2017 8:01 AM
Here's a puzzle for all of you who read "Beyond All Price." David Welch, my tireless researcher for all things having to do with the Roundhead Regiment, has turned up more pictures that might be Nellie M. Chase. We'd like to know what you think.
This is a confirmed picture of Nellie, taken in Spring, 1862, in Beaufort, SC.
And this is a picture of an unidentified nurse who worked in the same Nashville hospital as Nellie did in 1863. The picture was definitely taken in 1863. Compare this image with the one aabove. Is this the same woman?
We know a couple of things about Nellie.
(1) Between 1862 and 1863, she suffered a serious illness, which undoubtedly caused some weight loss.
(2) In 1863, she had a picture taken by a famous photographer named Gutekunst in Philadelphia. That carte de visite has never been found or identified.
Here are two unidentified pictures David has found on Ebay, both taken by Gutekunst, in the right time frame.
Which one looks more like your idea of Nellie? Or are they all pictures of the same woman? We'd really like your feedback.
For more pictures that illustrate Nellie's story, please check out our board on Pinterest:
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Posted on Tuesday, May 30, 2017 7:56 AM
"His
life was saved by one of those angels of mercy, a volunteer army nurse. He fell
into good hands—the
blessed hands of a kind-hearted woman! Even here, amid the roar and carnage,
was found
a woman with the soul to dare danger; the heart to sympathize with the
battle-stricken; sense,
skill, and experience to make her a treasure beyond all price.”
That
quotation, taken from Frank Moore’s Women of the War: Their Heroism and
Self-Sacrifice, was a tribute to
Nellie Chase written by the soldier whose life she saved on the battlefield at
Fredericksburg. I used it as the epigraph of Beyond All Pricc, not only
because it had inspired my choice of a title, but also because Nellie was
always an inspiration to those who encountered her.
I don’t want to sound too mystical here, but Nellie
haunted me for years before I wrote about her. As I researched the history of
the Roundheads, I frequently encountered her name—simple mentions of her
nursing a soldier or feeding a patient or soothing a homesick kid. And each time,
I felt as if she were tapping me on the shoulder, saying “Ahem! I’m still here.
When are you going to tell my story?”
The problem was that very little is known about
Nellie Chase. She left not a single word in her own writing. Her birth was
unremarked and unrecorded. Her name was a common one; I found 173 Nellie Chases
living in Maine in the 1860s. No one knew exactly where she came from, or what
happened to her after the war. So where was the story she wanted me to write? As
a historian, I wanted facts, but facts about Nellie were almost nonexistent.
In order to tell her story, I had to outline the
few things I knew about her. And then—oh, this was the hard part!—I had to take
off my historian’s gown and let Nellie tell her own story. She led me across
the great divide between a dedication to historical accuracy and the ability to feel empathy
for those who lived through the historical events. So in a real sense, which
perhaps only another writer can understand, Nellie and I wrote this book
together. I would read about an event, wonder about how she would feel in such circumstances, and then . . . then the words would start to flow. All I had to do was write them down.
Did all of the events in this novel really happen?
Maybe not. Or maybe they did, at that.
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Posted on Monday, May 29, 2017 8:28 AM
Book of the Week May 29 - June 2
Beyond All Price is a
historical novel, based on the real life story of Nellie M. Chase, a Union
nurse during America’s Civil War. She had eloped at the age of nineteen with a
man she later discovered was a "drunk, a gambler, a liar, a forger, and a
thief." She was strong enough to escape from that potentially abusive
relationship and resourceful enough to find a job as wardrobe mistress for a
theater. The woman with whom she shared a single room in a squalid tenement
took an overdose of opium in an effort to escape a life of prostitution. Nellie
joined the Union Army, because life in the midst of a war seemed safer than the
one she had been living.
She found a home with the 100th Pennsylvania
Regiment, a band of volunteers whose nickname was “The Roundhead Regiment”
because of their strong religious beliefs. She believed so passionately in her
country’s cause that she displayed a soldier’s bravery. Her skill and
compassion led one of her patients to write, “Even here, amid the roar and
carnage, was found a woman with the soul to dare danger; the heart to
sympathize with the battle-stricken; sense, skill, and experience to make her a
treasure beyond all price.”
She was equally at home managing a southern
plantation full of abandoned slaves, a battlefield operating station, or a
600-bed military hospital. But after the war, her deep-seated need to dedicate
her life to a worthy cause continued to drive her efforts until she faced an
enemy more lethal than war.
Amazon Reviewers' comments:
". . . Not a huge history
buff, I wasn't sure what to expect. I loved falling in love with Nellie Chase
and her passion. She has a passion for helping where help is needed. She comes
alive on page one when she insisted to speak with the commander and enlist as a
volunteer with the Roundheads. She battles with an opinionated man
of the cloth that has "No use for women in the war". Her kindness,
her spunky attitude and her survival will have you cheering her on. I found
myself sad when I finished the book and had to say goodbye to Nellie. The
author, Dr. Carolyn Schriber, does great job to include History notes at the end
of the book; titled "Authors notes". In my kindle edition, the
pictures did not download. Thank you Dr. Schriber. I wish you were my history
teacher. Maybe then I would be a history buff. But you surely have started me
on a search for well written fun American history."
". . . Every week I randomly
download a free book from Amazon just to have something on the side to pass
free time. Most of the time the free books are either okay or poorly written
(I'm not complaining because they are free, but just stating my general
consensus). Therefore, I was quite surprised when I found this little gem. This
book is an easy read and I was able to easily sympathize with the main
character. The details in the book are very descriptive and the author
highlights the book with many historical references, which the history buff in
me "geeked out" at the well written historical allusions. You can tell
the author wanted to pay respect to the actual life of Nellie Chase and her
contributions and wanted to stay as close to the truth as possible concerning
her and the Civil War. I really appreciated finding this in a historical
fiction book and commend the author for her passion that is shown throughout
the book. This is definitely a recommended read!"
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Posted on Friday, May 26, 2017 9:38 AM
Want a real taste of what life was like for soldiers during the Civil War? I know of no better way than to provide a recipe or two taken from the records of the day.
HARDTACK CORN
CHOWDER
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6 pieces hardtack •
1 cup milk •
¾ pound salt pork •
1 large onion,
peeled and sliced or chopped •
4 large potatoes,
sliced or diced •
2 cups water •
2 cups corn,
kernels sliced off cob (about 2 ears) •
1¾ teaspoon salt •
¾ teaspoon paprika
if available
Soak hardtack in milk. (Skim off weevils and
other objectionable matter. You may want to start this the night before,
depending on age of hardtack.) When they are
softened, cut salt pork into cubes and brown over medium fire. Add onion and
cook until soft. Add potatoes
and water and cook until potatoes are soft, or at least tender. Stir in
hardtack and milk, then add remaining ingredients. Stir and cook to almost
boiling, and serve at once.
(For those of you wanting to try this, here's a recipe for hard tack. You'll have to make this first and let it get good and stale! " Mix 5 cups of flour to 1 cup of water containing a 1/2-tablespoon of salt. Knead into a dough and roll out to 3/8-inch thickness. Cut into approximately 3-inch squares and pierce each with a fork or ice pick several times. Bake in a 400-degree oven for 30 minutes or until slightly brown." Sounds really yummy!)
CABBAGE STEW
•
One head green cabbage
•
Salt pork •
Onions •
Stewed tomatoes •
salt, garlic,
pepper, ground red pepper
Cut the salt
pork into small cubes.Slice the cabbage and onions (approximately ½ & ½) If
you use canned tomatoes, open the can. If not, cook them well ahead of time.
Fry the salt pork in a large, hot, cast iron pot until
well browned. (Do NOT drain).Turn the heat down. Add cabbage and cook until
wilted. Add onions and cook until wilted. Let cook approximately 1 hour (low
fire). Add tomatoes to more than cover. Simmer. You can't really overcook this
dish. The flavors will blend nicely the longer it cooks.
Add
seasonings. Be sure to taste after adding each time. It takes the seasoning a
few minutes to make themselves known. Better to add too little than too much.
People can add more at the table if they wish. After approximately 2-3 hours, start
tasting. . . . It's the cook's sworn duty to taste test!! If you feel really
brave, offer a spoonful to someone else.
AULD REEKIE COCK-A-LEEKIE
This is an old Scotch-Irish recipe much favored by
soldiers for obvious reasons.
•
5 ounces
single-malt Scotch whiskey •
4 pints water •
1 tablespoon dried
tarragon •
1 teaspoon brown
sugar •
1 3-pound boiling
chicken, giblets removed •
3 slices streaky
bacon, chopped •
1 pound shin of
beef •
2 pounds leeks,
chopped (white and pale parts only) •
1 large onion,
chopped •
salt and pepper to
taste •
8 prunes,
pre-soaked
Mix the whiskey with the water, tarragon and sugar. Place
the chicken, bacon and beef into a large bowl andpour the whiskey marinade
over. Leave to marinate overnight. Next day, transfer mixture to a large soup pot. Add the
leeks (reserving one) and the onion, and season to taste. Bring slowly to a
boil, cover, and then simmer for 2 hours, or until the bird is tender. Skim off
excess fat from the liquid. Remove the chicken from the pot,
skin, remove bones and cut meat into pieces before returning to the pot (cut up
the shin of beef, if necessary). Add the prunes and remaining sliced leek and
simmer gently for 10-15 minutes.
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Posted on Thursday, May 25, 2017 8:14 AM
Chapter 10 Grape, Canister, Shot, and Shell As in any such tumultuous event, accounts of the battle at
Secessionville on 16 June 1862 differ according to the position and emotional
involvement of the observer. In the ensuing days, each officer submitted to his
immediate superior a report of the actions of the men under his command.
Understandably, these accounts tended to emphasize the hardships faced by each
unit and the courage with which the men met their particular challenge. The
Confederates, for example, reported three distinct assaults; the Union
commanders regarded it as one sustained attack that came in waves only because
the front was too narrow to allow simultaneous troop movements. When one reads
all of the official reports, however, certain points become clear.
The Union forces obeyed orders to form their lines in
silence during the night. Each man was to carry sixty rounds of ammunition but
to advance with fixed bayonets and unloaded rifles, since surprise was the key
to a successful attack. The regiments lined up in this order: the Eighth
Michigan, the Seventh Connecticut, the Twenety-Eighth Massachusetts, the
Seventy-ninth New York, the Hundredth Pennsylvania, and the Forty-Sixth New
York. General Wright's division was on the left to protect the leading troops
from a flank attack. They were ordered to remain one-half mile to the rear and
to provide support. The troops assembled at various times between 1:00 A.M. and
3:30 A.M. They were to move at daybreak.
A major discrepancy in the accounts concerned the time at
which the attack actually began. General Stevens reported that they moved
before dawn. "It was," he said, "a very dark and cloudy morning.
I moved at 4 o'clock. It was so dark that one man could not follow another except
at very short intervals, it was much darker than on usual starlight
nights." Colonel Joseph R. Hawley, Seventh Connecticut Infantry, whose men
were near the forefront of the advance, maintained that he was able to see
clearly for a distance of over 75 yards when the attack began. Most accounts
place the time of the attack between 4:00 A.M. and 5:00 A.M.; observers
variously described the morning as overcast, cloudy, or foggy. The question of
available light became important in later attempts to understand what went wrong
with the attack, for surprise was only possible if the approach were made under
cover of darkness. On 16 June 1862, at latitude 33 degrees, sunrise occurred at
4:51 A.M. More significant, the beginning of morning nautical twilight, which
permits observation of objects on the ground at 400 yards, came at 3:45 A.M. It
seems evident that the approaching forces would have been easily visible from
the fort.
The Union forces faced a march of two miles. The front was
approximately 200 yards wide, narrowing to some thirty yards in front of the
earthworks. The ground was sandy and ridged by old cotton furrows and stubble.
Trisecting the field over which the Union army had to march were two ditches
lined with hedgerows that provided some meager cover. On either side of the
approach to Battery Lamar (Tower Fort), pluff mud and salt marshes lined the
narrow finger of navigable ground.
General Isaac Stevens described it this way: "The front
on which the attack occurred was narrow, not over 200 yards in extent,
stretching from the marsh on the one side to the marsh on the other. It was at
the saddle of the peninsula, the ground narrowing very suddenly at this point
from our advance. On either hand were bushes on the edge of the marsh for some
little distance. The whole space at the saddle was occupied by the enemy's
work, impracticable abatis on either hand, with carefully prepared torus
de-loup on our left and in front a ditch 7 feet deep, with a parapet of
hard-packed earth, having a relief of some 9 feet above the general surface of
the ground. On the fort were mounted six guns, covering the field of our
approach. The whole interior of the work was swept by fire from the rifle pits
and defenses in the rear, and the flanks of the work itself and the bushes
lining the marsh on either hand were under the fire of riflemen and
sharpshooters stationed in the woods and defenses lying between the work and
the village of Secessionville."
Although technically outnumbered, the Confederate troops
possessed a tactical advantage by virtue of their strongly entrenched position.
The Confederates themselves, however, were not at all sure that their defenses
would prove adequate. Although they were aware that attack was imminent from
their observations of Union troop movements, they were not yet fully prepared
for battle. On the night of 15 June, they had stationed pickets 800 yards in
front of the earthworks to alert them to any advance. Most of the rebel
soldiers had worked through the night on the entrenchments. They had not fallen
asleep until 3:00 A.M. Then, at 4:00 A.M., the pickets were captured, and the
defenders found themselves rudely awakened and plummeted into battle. The Union
army had begun their attack in what should have been an opportune moment when
the Confederates were still sleep-logged. The Eighth Michigan under William
Fenton was first out, designated, according to Patrick Brennan's study of the
battle, to serve as "bait" in the "forlorn hope" that they
might attempt such a daring assault and live to tell about it.
The original 500 men stationed on the earthworks were armed
with an eight-inch Columbiad loaded with grape and canister, two rifled
24-pounders, two 18-pounders, and a mortar. Defensive forces were not complete
until the arrival of General Evans, leading the Pee Dee Battalion, the
Charleston Battalion, and the Louisiana Battalion. These troops had not moved
until alerted by the first sounds of gunfire; encounters with their own troops
further delayed the Eutaw Battalion along the way.
The New York Herald published a
lengthy eyewitness version of the battle, which the New
Castle Courant later reprinted. Their correspondent wrote: "The
forces of General Stevens were formed in perfect quiet at his outer pickets at
2 1⁄2 yesterday morning. The men fell promptly into line, having been at that
hour first apprised of the movement they were to undertake. The morning was
cold, and the entire sky was overcast with black, heavy clouds, so that in the
darkness the task of maintaining silence and avoiding confusion was one of no
little difficulty. We moved at half past four, no accident occurring to
interrupt our progress. Colonel Fenton's brigade consisting of the Eighth
Michigan Volunteers, under Lieutenant Colonel Graves; the Seventh Connecticut,
under Colonel Hawley, and the Twenty-eighth Massachusetts, under Lieutenant
Colonel Moore—was in the advance.—Colonel Leasure's brigade comprising the
Seventy-ninth Highlanders, under Lieutenant Colonel Morrison, the Hundredth
Pennsylvania, under Major Leckey, and the 46th New York, Colonel Rosa—was in
support, together with Rockwell's Connecticut Battery, Captain Sears' company
of Volunteer Engineers, and Captain Sargeant's company of Massachusetts
cavalry. A storming party consisting of two companies of the Eighth Michigan,
led by Lieutenant Lyons, Aid-de-Camp to General Stevens, with a negro guide was
in the extreme advance."
General Stevens led his forces very quietly as far as Rivers
Causeway, where he stopped to let stragglers catch up. Shortly thereafter, they
ran into Confederate pickets from the Charleston Light Infantry. The Charleston
paper the next morning reported, "The enemy, about daylight Monday
morning, made a sudden move upon them, capturing some three or four and driving
in the remainder. The alarm was immediately given, but the enemy had also
pushed rapidly forward and had got within three hundred yards of the battery .
. ."
The New York Herald
correspondent made the encounter sound more dramatic: "Our route lay over
an extensive cotton field, or rather a succession of cotton fields separated
from each other by hedges and ditches. The ground was broken by these ridges
peculiar to the plantations in this vicinity, and the passage over the uneven,
billowy surface, marching as we were upon the 'double quick' was excessively
fatiguing; yet we moved forward very rapidly. Although our line was formed
within rifle shot of the enemy's pickets so quietly were the troops maneuvered
that they were ignorant of it, and a rebel lieutenant and four privates were
surprised and captured.—Orders had been given to move forward by the flank,
regiment following regiment. In no event were we to fire, but to press on and
forward into line by regiments. When the enemy should open upon us, we were to
use the bayonet on him and endeavor if possible to gain possession of the
works.
"These orders were faithfully executed. Reaching the
open fields about a mile from the rebel fortifications, Fenton's brigade
directed its attack against the right, and Leasure's against the left of the
work. These two brigades now pushed forward with great rapidity, the regiments
keeping within supporting distance of each other and the Michigan regiment
keeping close to the storming party.
"Inside the fort, confusion reigned for a few minutes
as sleeping Confederate soldiers came awake to the reality of a battle already
in progress. Captain R. L. Crawford, of the First South Carolina Volunteer
Infantry, described the scene: "I suppose by the time you get this, you
will have seen an account of the battle day before yesterday. We had a hot time
of it for about 3 or 4 hours. The battle commenced about 5 oclock in the
morning and lasted until 9. The enemy had for nearly two days and a night been
fighting our batteries at Secession Ville. Finding that they could not silence
them, they finally concluded to take them by storm. They ceased firing about 8
oclock at night. When the firing stopped, Col Lamar ordered his men, who wer
nearly exhausted from the long continued fight, to go into the rat holes and
rest. Pickets wer then thrown out, and every thing thought to be secure.
"Next morning however they were completely surprised.
The enemy passed our pickets and advanced under cover of a thick skirt of
woods, and when the sentinel at the Fort discovered them they wer not more than
a hundred yards off, he fired his gun and gave the alarm. Capt Reid [sic] who
was in command of one of the companies ran out, and to his utter surprise found
the enemy in strong force about forty yds from the fort, he immediately leveled
our piece and fired into them. By this time one of the sergeants had got to
another gun, but was unable to sight it, he called to Capt Reid to send some
one to sight his gun, he jumped to the gun saying he would do it himself, just
as he was getting the piece into position, he was shot through the head, the
sergeant was also severely wounded. By this time Col Lamar had got to another
gun and fired it with his own hands, he too was wounded in the face and back of
the neck. The whole command was now in the fort but as they had no small arms
and the Yankees had begun to come up the breast works their condition was truly
critical. Determined however not to give up their works they gathered the large
sticks they use to put their pieces in position, and succeeded in clubbing them
back as they would come up. they must have done good work from the quantity of
brains which I saw on the breast works."
Confederate guns on either side of the breastworks fired
down the center of the field, causing the Yankees to veer both left and right.
The New York Herald described the design of
Confederate defenses: "When within about four hundred yards of the fort a
terrific fire of grape and canister was opened on our columns from the work,
and from the woods, abattis and rifle pits on our right. Four heavy guns on the
enemy's parapet sent their murderous charges through the files of our brave
men; masked batteries, of whose existence we had no knowledge, poured their
terrible missles against us; sharp-shooters stationed all along the rebel line
selected our officers for targets, and many a gallant leader fell at their
first volley, while the men in the ranks dropped by scores."
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