May 16, 1862
The Graves of the 28th Ill. Regiment.
The following notice of the burial place of the 28th Regiment we clip from the correspondence of the Missouri Democrat. It will be a source of consolation to those who lost sons at the Pittsburg battle to know that though they fell far from home, their graves are visited and decorated with flowers by their comrades in arms:
Of all that have died and been buried at Pittsburg none rest in a more romantic place, or have been more carefully buried, than the dead of the Twenty-Eighth Illinois. This regiment was one of those on the left of our line, where the enemy made such superhuman efforts to get to the river so as to destroy or drive off the steamers, and get into the rear of our other divisions. But the cool courage of our men foiled them in every effort. They made the number of the dead in this part of the field attest the sanguinary nature of the contest that was maintained here. After the battle the Twenty-eight Illinois appropriated an Indian mound near their camp for their own dead, and surrounded it with a burial fence. The mound is on the highest part of the ground in the vicinity, and is about ten feet above the level, and about eighty feet square on the top. On this the graves are made side by side, in rows, each one having the occupant’s name placed at the head, with company and place of residence. It is a sweet spot, surrounded with wild flowers, and when I was last there many of the soldiers were transplanting violets and other wild flowers to decorate the last resting place of their brave comrades. – C. M. S.
From the Sixteenth.
Camp by the Road to Corinth,
May 3, 1862.
Messrs. Editors: A battle is now iminent at any moment. We are now encamped within 9 miles of the enemy’s entrenched lines. The enemies forces is estimated to be 150,000, ours 200,000. Generals Fremont and Sigel are reported here. Beauregard said to be in New Orleans. The fight will probably commence day after to-morrow. A bloody one it will be too. – The fate of America may be said to be staked on the result of the battle of Corinth. The enemy exhibit no signs by which we may be led to conclude that they intend to fight us out side of their entrenched lines. On the contrary, everything goes to prove that they will not. As we advance upon them their picket lines are drawn in and their territory grows smaller and smaller.
The weather has been fine for the past two days – roads in fine marching order. You will not hear from us again till after the fight. Have no time to write now, expecting orders to move momentarily. A good many of the boys are sick, change of water the cause of it. Remember us at home.
Yours Truly, Harry.
Rowdyism. – Is there no power in our city government to put a stop to the rowdyism that is nightly carried on in our midst. Where are our city officers while bands of rowdys are preambulating the streets making night hideous with their screams and obscene songs, tearing down signs, obstructing sidewalks with boxes, &c., &c. The people certainly pay taxes enough to receive some benefit from the city government. Where is the night watch when these gangs are strolling about the city keeping every man awake? – Some five or six of these screamers paid the east part of the city a visit about 1 o’clock on Sunday morning last, and amused themselves by passing up and down the street yelling and screaming their very loudest. Such things ought to be stopped. We appeal to our city officials to take the matter under consideration and put a stop to the rowdyism.
Fortunate. – On Monday last, when we heard the glorious news that Norfolk and Portsmouth had surrendered, and the Merrimac blown up, we regretted exceedingly that we had no Flag to hang out upon the joyful occasion. Imagine our surprise the next morning when Mr. Luther Johnson handed us a mysterious looking package, which, when opened displayed a beautiful American Flag. It came just in the nick of time, and was a most acceptable present. It now floats from our window in honor of the great victories lately achieved by our gallant army and navy. Mr. Johnson has a large supply of the same article on hand. Every business House in Macomb ought to own a flag in these war times. Long may the Stars, Stripes and Johnson wave, is our hearty wish.
May 17, 1862
The Dangers of the West.
The Great West, as it is called, is almost exclusively agricultural. It must have a market for its surplus productions, or it is hopelessly bankrupt. There are but two markets for this surplus, which can be relied upon – the mechanics, manufacturers, merchants, etc., of the East, and the planters and their negroes of the South. Europe, which, last year, took a larger quantity of our grain than ever before in one year, this season is not likely to need any. The reports from England and France are that the crops look fine, and that every indication points to a large and plentiful harvest. If, therefore, Europe will need little or none of our agricultural productions, how of the South? All reports we receive from there concur in stating that the planters are putting in large crops of grain, and to a great extent, abandoning the culture of cotton. If this should turn out to be the case, the West would have no market for her grains South, and the condition of the farmers of this section would be the most unfortunate of any in the whole course of their history. – It was not until the cotton culture was well under way, and the negroes of the South became large consumers of western productions, that agriculture in the West was anything like a paying employment. The diversity of labor created an exchange of commodities. It did more. It created, also, a large mechanical, manufacturing, and commercial class in the East, who also became consumers of agricultural productions. This country seems to be separated into three very natural and yet very palpable divisions, thus:
The South raises cotton to supply the raw material for the mechanics and manufacturers;
The North works up this material, affording employment to thousands of mechanics of all kinds;
The West feeds both the South and the East – the former while she is raising the raw material for manufacture, and the latter while she is working it up.
If the South, therefore, shall mainly abandon her peculiar cultivation, and go in the same line of production as the West, it is very evident that the price of agricultural production must average very low. This view of the case has not has not escaped the attention of shrewd western men, and one republican paper in Cincinnati, not long ago, expressed the opinion that this war must be closed up before the South was forced into grain culture, or else the West would inevitably be bankrupt next year, if she had no market in that direction. To increase this apprehension is also now added the almost positive information that Europe will need little or none of our breadstuffs. The future of the West is gloomy indeed. The farmers are an industrious, enterprising class of men. A large majority were just getting fore-handed in the world, and would, with fair times, have soon been generally out of debt. But the present convulsions have swept the all of many away. – Some western papers are filled with foreclosure sales, and the land that ought to be in the hands of the masses is rapidly passing into the control of capitalists. Nothing but a speedy peace can avert the frightful loss of wealth which is now melting away like an April snow before the sun. Just as soon as this takes place, the process of recuperation will commence, provided, in the mean time, no changes take place in southern society. If the negroes shall be turned loose, they will be no longer laborers, and the result will be the same to the West as if the war should continue. The three great divisions of labor and industry which we have noticed must be kept intact. One depends upon the other. – Destroy one, and you jar the harmony of all. If the South do not raise the raw material, the East cannot manufacture it, nor will either need the grains of the West. The Great West, thus cut off from her markets, would be ruined. At the very least, we judge that two or three years are to be unusually hard times for western farmers.
Drowned. – A man named Rhodes was drowned in Crooked creek, near Foster’s mill, on Tuesday evening. He had been fishing at the mill dam and it is supposed that he slipped and fell and that his head struck a log or rock, rendering him incapable of swimming. Some boys discovered his hat in the water, and hurried to Colchester and gave the alarm. The body was recovered after a short search.
- Some rain fell in this county on Tuesday. The ground was very dry, and the showers were much needed.