RICHMOND HAS FALLEN ! !
The Rebellion Played out!
How are You, Four Years’ Failure?
We this week announce to our readers the most glorious news that has ever been our lot to record. Richmond has fallen! The rebel Capitol is ours, and the rebellion is about played out! Four years ago this month the news was sent over the wires that Fort Sumter was fired upon and captured, and the whole nation took upon themselves a solemn vow that the disgrace should be wiped out; that they would never lay [fold] –tors should acknowledge the supremacy of the laws, and that vow has been well kept, and we now begin to see the “beginning of the end.” Richmond is ours! The rebel army that has so well defended it for the last four years, has been utterly routed by the “greatest general in the world,” and loyal men rejoice.
Lieut. Gen. U. S. Grant.
Four years ago Gen. Grant was unknown to the American people; to-day his name is upon the lips of every person in our beloved country; his praises and his virtues are spoken of by all, and he, to-day, stands a man among men, and the “greatest general in the world.”
The course pursued by Gen. Grant since entering the military service, particularly since assuming the exclusive control of military affairs, can but meet the approval of the whole American people. He has gone on in the even tenor of his way, unmindful of the criticisms of the would-be military critics, doing that which he considered to be his duty, and leaving the results to the future.
Twelve months ago he assumed command of all our armies and the personal control of the Army of the Potomac. In a few short days he had re-organized the army and hurled his orders upon enemy, defeated them in one of the most desperate engagements of the war, and drove them in an almost utter rout to the defenses. Then his praises were sung, the fall of Richmond was daily predicted, and the overthrow of the rebellion was supposed to be at hand. But, when Gen. Grant quietly set down before the defenses of Richmond; when his army appeared to be lying idle long months; when Sherman, Sheridan, Thomas and others of his brave lieutenants were gaining victory upon victory over the enemy, then confidence began to be lost in Gen. Grant – he was not the man he was supposed to be after all, and some other General was to be sought after to command our armies, and already the eyes of the nation were looking towards Gen. Sherman as the coming man. – An annecdote is related in this connection which is worthy to be recorded upon every occasion. One of Gen. Sherman’s personal friends informed him that the country was losing confidence in Grant, and he would soon be called upon to take command of its armies. “Never,” cried Sherman, “Grant stood by me when I was crazy, I stood by him while he was drunk, and now we will both stand by each other.”
Grant paid no attention to what was said, and after Sherman, Sheridan and Thomas had almost destroyed the rebel armies in other places, he then “moved upon the enemies works” in force, and behold! Richmond is ours, and the rebel army under Lee is running in great haste to discover the last ditch. Grant triumphs and the country rejoices.
‒ We have but few particulars as yet of the capture of the rebel capital, except the fighting of the day or two preceding the evacuation. Lee’s line of retreat is filled with stragglers and abandoned arms, artillery, etc. General Weitzel captured a large number of locomotives and cars in Richmond. – General Grant’s prisoners are estimated at from 15,000 to 18,000. It is believed that an engagement has taken place between our fleet in the James river and the Richmond ironclads, and that they burned and abandoned Fort Darling and all their other strong works on the James. Petersburg was occupied by our troops at about the same time that Richmond was taken possession of.
From the 17th U. S. C. I.
Camp 17th U. S. C. I.,
March 21st, 1865.
Editor Macomb Journal:
Thinking you would find room in your columns for a few lines from a reader of the Journal, I submit the following, hoping it may assist in doing away with that prejudice which gives rise to so much discord in our country.
On yesterday, the 20th, the colored citizens of this city had a celebration in honor of the ratification of the amended Constitution of this State, the programme of which was previously announced, and it was illustrated in bold relief yesterday in the streets, and I am free to say, without flattery, it was one of the few programmes which fall far short of the actual performance. – Indeed, the celebration for numbers, life, enthusiasm, good order, and good taste generally, was creditable in the highest degree to its managers and participants. Two excellent military brass bands led the different sections of the immense procession, and stirred the air with most excellent music.
The committee of arrangements had invited all colored people to suspend business for the day, and, judging from appearances, I think the invitation was promptly complied with, for they swarmed in from all quarters in squads, companies, troops, regiments and brigades, till the very earth seemed to shake with their tread.
The various societies marched in the following order:
Music. The colored troops, mostly from the 17th U. S. C. I. The barber’s association. The Sons of Liberty. – State Equal rights League, together with a large number of children, of all sexes and sizes, attending at the different colored schools, and also a procession of men and women on foot, and in very handsome carriages, and hacks – many of the latter were brilliantly decorated with flags, which also festooned the heads of the horses. The Marshals were gaily decked out with sashes, and deserve great praise for the excellent order and decorum of the procession, which I have never seen surpassed. – The number present in the procession must have exceeded five thousand, very many of whom were dressed in very costly and fashionable apparel.
I did not hear the oration, but judg- [fold] er, it must have been a good one.
I could but ask myself the question while gazing upon the procession, what right have we to deprive them of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness?
After being connected with the colored organization, in the army, for over fifteen months, forced to study their disposition, and curious to know their intellectual abilities, I feel that I ought to be prepared to judge something of their nature and abilities when proper- trained and cultivated.
The question as to their humanity has long since been given up, as well as their right to liberty, and now the question naturally arises, are they fit subjects to become citizens in every sense of the word? Most assuredly they are. “What,” one is ready to exclaim, “allow them to vote, to hold office?” Yes, allow them all the privileges of a citizen if you make citizens of them, which is already done. They are just as capable now while in ignorance, as thousands of whites, who vote for party whisky and not for the man or principles. If we deprive them on account of ignorance, why not deprive others for the same cause?
We have received, and are now receiving, a severe scourge, as a nation, for past grievances inflicted upon the blacks. Now, in the name of Heaven, let us finish the war so we may never be visited with Heaven’s rebuke again for inhumanity towards the colored portion of our citizens.
J. C. M.
From the 16th Regiment.
The following is a list of the casualties in the 16th Ill. Inft., in the late battles in North Carolina:
Co. A. – Serg’t George Hainline, Private John Cook, Private Charles Merrick.
Co. C. – Private Samuel Shaw, Jas. McClintock.
Co. H. – Private Samuel G. Metcalf, L. J. Hammond.
Co. K. – Private Fred. Arnold, Thos. Duffield, Philo C. White.
Co. A. – Sergt. S. L. Hainline. Corporal K. H. Speak, Privates Wm. Overstreet, Cyrus Lane, (wounded and captured,) Chas. Waters, (wounded and captured,) J. F. Hendrick, George Wheeler.
Co. B. – Sergt. Chas. McKinnley, Private Chas. H. Bingham, Alfred Henry, James Parr, Benjamin Plynate, A. L. Weid, Jas. I. Dillon, (wounded and captured,) S. Ritchey.
Co. C. – Privates Daniel Brundage, E D Glasscock, Patrick Cooney, Patrick Miles.
Co. D. – Sergt. James Welch, Serg’t John Welch, Corporal Gordon Kimball, Private Leo Brooks.
Co. E. – Serg’t Gibbson, Private R Daniel, Private John L Beck, Private W. F. Brown.
Co. F. – Lieut. Henry Watson, Serg’t A. Lacroft, Private John Murphy.
Co. H. – Privates P. Hintz, Lewellen Stephens.
Co. I. – Serg’t Henry Hovey, Serg’t W. Huggins, Privates E. D. Hubbard, W K Persey.
Co. K. – Lieut. Daniel Glassner, Private Alex Drew.
Last Monday, the 3d inst., was another rainy day. It made, if we are not mistaken the fifth Monday that we have had rain. – Have we a prophet among us? If so, will he please inform us when we will have a dry Monday? Our merchants say there is no profit, so we guess we will have to wait the pleasure of the clerk of the weather.
Calico has Fallen!
Richmond is “took.” Petersburg is ours. Jeff. Davis is a fugitive upon the face the earth, and George W. Bailey, on the east side of the square, is selling good prints at 12 1-2 cents per yard, sheetings at 25 cents, and other goods in proportion.
RICHMOND HAS FALLEN!
How the News was Received in Macomb.
At train time on Monday evening our city was as quiet as usual, if not quieter, the rain during the day having the effect to dampen the spirits of the most exuberant, and no one having an idea that the whole North was in an uproar of furious delight. There were but few people on the square at dark, but on the arrival of the Quincy Daily Whig, containing the announcement of the fall of Richmond, cheers, long and loud, were sent up by the few who were there. Soon the people from all parts of the city flocked to the square. “Richmond has fallen!” “Richmond is ours!” were the words that greeted them on all sides. A bonfire was soon kindled on the north side of the square, several buildings were illuminated, and Young America with tin horns, cow bells, empty oyster cans, drums, &c., made such a din, as only Young America can make. Joy sat on every countenance. – “Fair women and brave men” thronged the sidewalks. Shouts, cheers, shaking of hands and hugging were the order of the night till a late hour.
By a general agreement, a grand “blow-out” was set for the next evening. Accordingly, on Tuesday evening, at dusk, the business houses and hotels fronting on the square were brilliantly illuminated, the fife and drum were brought into requisition, our citizens came out in their strength, every one seemed to be pervaded with the spirit of the hour, bonfires were kindled, sky rockets, Roman candles and other fireworks were burnt in the square, and the boys – those ubiquitous specimens of Young America – were out in full force, and “went in” for a good time generally. Speeches were made by Revs. Rhea and Westfall, and several patriotic songs were sung by the Glee Club.
We have not the time nor the space to give in detail all the noticable features of the occasion – suffice is to say, it was the best demonstration ever gotten up in Macomb, and can only be exceeded by one thing – that is, peace.
→ A lot of new novels just received at Clarke’s Bookstore.
It is an established axiom that those dealers who patronize printers liberally are the ones who are liberal to their customers. According to this, (and we know it to be true,) Chambers & Randolph, at the Chicago Store, on the east side of the square, are among the most liberal. Their stock of dry goods is complete, and they sell as cheap as the cheapest. See double column ad.
Mine is the power to wake the gaze, yielding the spirit’s speechless praise; mine is the spell that flings control over the eye, breast, brain and soul; and Hawkins & Philpot are the equals of any photographers in the West. Their new gallery is fitted up magnificently, and it is a treat to go through their rooms. Gallery southeast corner of the square, over Watkins & Co’s grocery store.
→ All the new publications of the day received as soon as issued at Clarke’s bookstore.
Messrs. Johnsons and J. M. Browne have returned home from the east, where they have been making extensive purchases of goods in their respective lines. They’ll “wake snakes” in a few days, due notice of which will be given through the columns of the Journal.
→ See Johnson’s new advertisement, and then go see his new goods.
The extensive grocery establishment of Watkins & Co., on the southeast corner of the square, is undoubtedly the place to go to for cheap and pure articles in the grocery line. Try them.
→ John Venable is out with a new advertisement, announcing that he is in “for the wool trade of 1865.”
→ Knappers & Cyrus, at the “old corner,” inform the people through our columns, that they are selling groceries at panic prices.
“The world’s for sale hang out the sign,
Call every traveler to me,”
And let him go to Geo. W. Bailey’s, on the east side of the square, where the cheapest assortment of dry goods can be found. – George deals on the “square” in more than one sense, and gives good bargains.
→ An exchange indulges in the following sagacious reflections: “No man can afford to give up advertising unless he gives up business; and he who wishes to sell to the intelligent, reading, permanent people of a city, must notify them through their favorite newspaper where their needs can be supplied. – The harder and duller the times the greater the needs of stimulus through advertising.”
→ Photographs of Gens. Grant, Sherman, Sheridan and Lincoln for sale at Clarke’s Bookstore. Price 15 cents.
→ Now that Richmond has fallen, all acknowledge, with Gen. Scott, that Gen. Grant is the greatest general now living, and all acknowledge that Clark’s Bookstore is the place to buy books, stationery, wall paper, window shades, photographic albums, or anything usually kept in a well regulated bookstore. Messrs. Clarke & Co. are never undersold by any one, whether their goods were brought at panic prices or not. – Give them a call.