From Savannah to Goldsboro.
We copy the following letter from the Quincy Whig and Republican, hoping it will prove of interest to a majority of our readers, as the most of them have relations and friends with Sherman. It gives a very good history of the grand march through the heart of the rebellion. The letter is dated at Goldsboro, N. C., March 29th, 1865:
“I must give you a brief account of our recent march from Savannah to this place, though in a short letter I can give but few of the thousand incidents that made our march interesting. We started from Savannah on the 19th of January, but owing to heavy rains, swollen streams and bad roads, on the 5th of February we had only crossed the Savannah river, 40 miles above Savannah, at a point known as Sister’s Ferry, celebrated in history as being the place where mad Anthony Wayne crossed his little army of patriots when sent to assist in expelling the British from Georgia during the days that ‘tried men’s souls.’ But how different the scene, how great the contrast between those days and these. No well appointed army, well supplied with all the appliances of war, followed in his train; but we behold a little band of hardy patriots crossing the river in canoes and dugouts, swimming their horses by their side, and leaving their artillery on the South Carolina shore for the want of means to cross it over. The river was very high, and the bottom on the South Carolina side being very low and wide, we had to bridge and corduroy for a distance of nearly three miles before we struck the high lands beyond.
After crossing, we lay a couple of days receiving supplies that had been brought p the river in boats to this point, and on the 8th we broke camp, severed our communications once more, and struck out into the heart of rebeldom. We passed up the river 35 or 40 miles in the direction of Augusta, the country abounding in large plantations, where was once the abode of wealth, luxury and refinement, but now scenes of devastation and ruin, smoking and smouldering habitations, fences destroyed and farms laid waste. What could not be taken along or converted to the use of the army was committed to the flames or destroyed.
South Carolina has many sins to answer for. The piteous wailings of the millions of hearts made desolate by this unjust and unnecessary war demand that justice shall be meted out to this rebellious State. The cold, mute forms of our beloved comrades resting beneath the sod of Shiloh, Gettysburg, Chickamauga, and the thousand battles of this cruel war, rise up in their graves, and pointing their stiff bony fingers at South Carolina, mutely call upon us for revenge. Resting, did I say? Nay! they cannot rest till God’s vengeance is satisfied.
Leaving the river, we turned toward the east, passing through Barnwell, an old, wealthy and aristocratic town – a very hot-bed for secession sentiments – but it was left a hot-bed of coals. – Still passing on north, we crossed the Augusta & Charleston Railroad at Williston Station. The 1st and 3d divisions of the 14th Corps crossed the road farther to the west, and the other corps crossed it farther to the east, so that it was effectually destroyed from Branchville nearly to Augusta. This was the case with all the roads in the State that we came in contact with. We struck them at different points and destroyed them effectually as we went along.
Crossing the railroad at Williston, we pushed on across the North and South Edisto to Lexington, a town about 12 miles west of Columbia. Now we turned east, and passing within sight of Columbia, we crossed the Saluda river about eight miles above the city, and passing up between the Saluda and Broad rivers, we crossed the latter stream about 20 miles above Columbia, (the 15th and 17th corps crossed the river below the city, and occupied Columbia, our wing of the army did not enter the town.) After crossing the Broad, we continued up in the direction of Monticello, and crossed the Columbia and Danville railroad, about 10 miles above Winnsboro, at what is called White Oak Station. Now again the 1st division of our corps were sent up in the direction of Chesterville, and destroyed the road well up into Chester county.
From White Oak Station we tured east and crossed the Catawba river in the southern part of Lancaster county. From thence we took a pretty direct course, passing west and north of Chesterfield and crossed the Great Pedee near the line between North and South Carolina. The 15th and 17th corps crossed the river at Cheraw, about 8 miles below our crossing, when they had a fight with a part of Hardee’s command that had evacuated Charleston and presumed to dispute our progress. We captured here large quantities of ammunition and 17 pieces of artillery.
Crossing the river, we marched a direct course to Fayetteville, which place we entered without opposition on the 11th March, the enemy having retired across the river the night previous, and destroyed the bridge in the rear. We lay at Fayetteville till the 15th, sending in the meantime our sick and wounded down the river to Wilmington on small steamers that had come up the river to meet us. We also had an opportunity of sending away a mail to the north, telling those anxious, waiting hearts at home of our safety and progress.
On the 15th we resumed our march again for this place, the right wing (15th and 17th corps) moving directly towards Goldsboro, while the left wing (14th and 20th corps) took the road up the river towards Raleigh.
On the 16th our advance encountered the rebels, about 4 miles south of Aveysport, drawn up in heavy force behind works, ready to dispute our further advance in that direction. We fought them all the afternoon, driving them from one position after another, and capturing 3 pieces of artillery. In the night they fell back and left the road open to us.
From here we turned our direction east towards Goldsboro, and on the 19th inst., when 20 miles from here, we found ourselves confronted by the whole combined forces of rebels outside of Richmond, commanded by Gen. Johnston in person. They had concocted a nice little scheme to whip Gen. Sherman’s army by detail before a concentration could take place, and during nearly all day of the 19th, when the principal fighting occurred, and the 1st and 2d divisions of the 14th corps sustained the entire shock of the rebel army. The 1st division was forced back, and for a time our division (the 2d) was compelled, unaided and alone, to do battle against the overwhelming hosts that were precipitated against us. Bullets came whistling into our ranks from every direction, but the old division of veterans maintained its ground, beat off its assailants, and covered itself with glory. In the evening the 20th corps came up, and the next day the 15th and 19th corps arrived and took possession, and the rebels were very glad to get out of a bad scrape, for it has been a sore undertaking for them.
But we are here at Goldsboro, having accomplished all that we started to do. We are satisfied, and we think the country ought to be. The army is in good spirits, and ready to march on again if need be to still greater and more brilliant achievements.
But the mail is just leaving, and I cannot write more. With much respect very truly your friend,
The Old Flag All Right!
GRANT HAS CAPTURED
LEE AND HIS WHOLE
Peace on the Wing,
Coming to the U. S.
THE DAY OF JUBILEE
Jeff. Still A Fugitive.
We again have the pleasure of announcing another great victory – one that we can exult over long and loud – Lee, the Commander-in-Chief of the rebel army has surrendered to Grant. The Army of Virginia (rebel) is no more – a thing of the past. Grant has paroled them all on condition of not again taking up arms against the Government of the United States until exchanged, and as they have none of our men in their possession, is tantamount to an agreement never to take up arms again.
The Old Flag is again all right. Jeff. Davis is still a fugitive. Glory! Hallelujah. – Nickodemus is awake, and sees it all.
The Legislature of Virginia will, in all probability, soon meet in Richmond and adopt the Constitutional amendment abolishing slavery, and once more return to her place in the Union.
Thus, one by one, will the States return and be gladly welcomed.
The following is the correspondence between Gens. Grant and Lee, in relation to the terms of surrender:
April 9, 1865.
General – I just received your note this morning, on the picket line, whither I came to meet you and ascertain definitely what terms were embraced in your proposition of yesterday with reference to the surrender of this army. I now request an interview in accordance with the offer contained in yours of yesterday for that purpose. Very respectfully, your obedient servant,
R E Lee, General.
To Lieutenant General Grant, commanding United States forces.
April 9, 1865.
General R. E. Lee, Commanding Confederate States Armies:
Your note of this date is but this moment (11:50 A. M.) received, in consequence of my having passed from the Richmond and Lynchburg Road to the Farmville and Lynchburg Road. I am at this writing about four miles west of Walters’ Church, and will push forward to the front for the purpose of meeting you. Notice sent to me on this road, where you wish the interview to take place, will meet me.
Very respectfully your ob’t serv’t.
U. S. GRANT, Lieut. Gen.
Appomattox Court House,
April 9, 1865.
Gen. R. E. Lee, Commanding C. S. A.,
In accordance with the substance of my letter to you of the 8th inst., I propose to receive the surrender of the Army of Northern Virginia on the following terms, to-wit: Rolls of all officers and men to be made in duplicate, one copy to be given to the officer designated by me, the other to be retained by such officers as you may designate; the officers to give their individual paroles not to take arms against the Government of the United States until properly exchanged, and each company or regimental commander to sign a like parole for the men of their commands. The arms, artillery, and public property to be packed and stacked and turned over to the officer appointed by me to receive them. This will not embrace the side arms of officers nor their private horses or baggage. This done, each officer and man will be allowed to return to their homes, not to be disturbed by the United States authority so long as they observe their parole and the laws in force where they may reside. Very Respectfully,
U. S. Grant, Lieut. Gen.
Hdqrs., Army Northern Va.
9th April, 1865.
Lieut. Gen. Grant, Commanding U. S. A.:
General – I have received your letter of this date, containing the terms of the surrender of the Army of Northern Virginia, as proposed by you. As they are substantially the same as those expressed in your letter of the 8th inst., they are accepted. I will proceed to designate the proper officers to carry the stipulations into effect.
Very resp’y, your ob’t servant,
R. E. Lee, General.
THE END APPROACHES.
Now that Richmond has fallen, and Lee has surrendered his whole army, light begins once more to dawn upon our beloved country. We can now look into the future and see peace and prosperity reign once more in our land. – We can see the North and South hand-in-hand, working together for one common end. Slavery is dead and no more will it tend to divide us. We can now give our attention exclusively to commerce, and the arts and sciences, and make our Government what it was designed to be by the Almighty – the great center of civilization, the land to which the oppressed of all countries can flee and dwell in safety.
Before our paper goes to press, we no doubt will hear of the surrender of Johnston and his army, and then the rebels will have no army left; then the proclamation will go forth from our worthy President, announcing the glad tidings of PEACE, the supremacy of the laws maintained, and the Union restored, and then we will have one grand jubilee, then will the shout be raised from millions of people, “Glory to God in the highest, and peace on earth, and good will to all men.”
The proprietors of the secesh concern actually went through the motions yesterday of rejoicing over the downfall of their master Jeff’s kingdom, by hanging out an American flag, and letting off some fire-works from the roof of their building. This is the sort of homage that vice pays to virtue. There were outward semblances of joy to conceal the gnawings of inward grief. – Grant’s great achievements strike as much consternation into Copperheads as Confederates. He has shivered both wings of latter day “Democracy.” The bolt that shattered the one knocked over the other. In life they were united. In death, let them not be divided. – Chicago Tribune.
We cannot make any such charge as the above against the secesh concern in this city. Not a cheer went up from the throat of the editor, nor was his office illuminated by a “loan tallow candle,” but “like his mind, was all darkness within.”
Written for the Journal.
RICHMOND IS FALLEN!
O, why this glad shouting all over the land
The cannons quick boom and the bright beacon-brand?
Whence has arisen this sun on our sky?
Scatt’ring the clouds from its brightness away?
Speak, ye fair hills – can you tell me
Why the air is filled with wild ecstacy?
The hills answer not, and I turn to the wire,
That quivers with all a warm heart’s desire.
I watch its quick beatings, and read, while I gaze,
“Proud Richmond is fallen!” and then, in amaze,
The wild floods of feeling rush to and fro,
Telling what thoughts are swelling below.
Oh why, in wild echoes joining the shout
Should my deepest tones not in gladness ring out?
Why – why the low cry of anguish and pain,
As I read the sentence again and again?
Ah! the breast loves can never quite bow at the shrine
Of patriot feeling – at least cannot mine.
Through fancy keen eye-glass, I see yonder field,
Where love ‘gainst the murderous shot was no shield;
Low lie there the hopes of thousands of homes,
Struck down in the sight of Richmond’s proud domes.
My brothers! O God; are they with the slain?
Hush! cannon and shouting, you jar on my brain.
O, Father! who dwellest in yonder pure sky,
Look down on thy creatures with pitying eye;
And soon, by thine own kingly power and love,
Bid this demon of war from our country remove,
Heal heart-throbs now gaping so terribly wide,
And staunch in thy mercy this swift gushing tide.
Mrs. Hattie K. Crissman.
Macomb, April 10, 1865.
Shall We Have a Foreign War?
Now the rebellion is near an end; the question of a foreign war begins to agitate the country. It is well known that France has violated the Monroe doctrine, in the case of Mexico, and England the neutrality laws, by fitting out privateers to make war upon our commerce, and it is the duty of our government to call upon them to make full restitution for all injury that we may have sustained by such violation. Will they do it? We think they will, for the reason it would be worse than folly for them to engage in a war with us at the present time when our armies have the prestige of victory upon them, when they are not only willing, but anxious, to engage in a war with them, and when we have the largest and best navy in the world. The word would only have to be said and the whole combined navy of France and England would be wiped from the seas. Such being the case, we think there will be no fear of such a war, and that all demands will be satisfied on presentation.
‒ The war for the preservation of the Union has lasted four years. During the first half of it, the Democrats dictated the war policy of the Government, and “run” the army according to their ideas of how to deal with a slaveholders’ rebellion. Remember the result. Failure was written on every page and marked every step. During the last two years, the policies of the Republicans have been applied to the conduct of the war, and behold the result! The rebellion lies prostrate and defunct at the feet of the Union. The Democratic party is shown itself to be a miserable sham, and its Union saving professions to be humbug and secession in disguise, and thinly disguised at that.
‒ Those who enlist now will, in all probability, never smell powder, but will draw as much pay as if they had fought and died for their country. A word to the wise is sufficient.
‒ By order of the President, the 14th and 20th Army Corps are to constitute the Army of Georgia, to be commanded by Major General Howard.
‒ Wm. Lloyd Garrison, upon invitation from the Secretary of War, is going to take part in the flag-raising upon Fort Sumter. Senator Wilson and George Thompson, the English philanthropist, will also be present during the ceremony.
‒ It is a noteworthy fact that just one year from the day when General Grant took command in person of the Army of the Potomac, at Culpepper Court House, our troops occupied Richmond.
‒ Old Zach. Taylor passed judgement upon Jeff. Davis twenty years ago. – He called him “an unprincipled scoundrel and hypocritical adventurer.”
Owing to the excitement in regard to the fall of Richmond, we last week neglected to notice the result of the township elections. The regular Union ticket in Macomb township was elected and so far as we have learned, the Board will stand as last year. We gained the Supervisor in Walnut Grove township, but lost for Mound township. – A very light vote was polled.
First National Bank.
Messrs. Charles Chandler & Co., will have in operation on next Monday, the 17th, their new national bank. See advertisement in another column.
→ Butter is getting scarce again in town. Fetch it in.
→ Dr. E. B. Hamill, a practical dentist, has permanently located in our city. He has opened an office in the room formerly occupied by Hawkins & Philpot, photographists.
→ “Jimmy” Haley, the gentleman who is very intimate with our police magistrates, was elected Overseer of the Poor, in Emmet township, by our Democratic brethren. As Jimmy’s business is to male poor people, by selling, giving, or letting them steal poor whisky at his chebang, the selection, no doubt, is very suitable, and eminently fitting.
→ H. Ervin, Esq., has something interesting to tax-payers in this week’s paper.
→ We looked in vain over the columns of the last Eagle to find something in regard to the fall of Richmond, but “nary” word save a short article in regard to the illumination, and a poor effort at wit about the speeches made on the occasion. The editor says our office was “brilliantly illuminated with a loan tallow candle.” Either he had no friends from whom to borrow, or was not patriotic enough to light up, we know not which; suffice it to say they usually work at night in that office, and for fear it would be thought he was rejoicing over the victory, “his office, like his mind, was all darkness within.”
→ Remember the sale of the County Lot next Monday. A very desirable piece of property.
The Good Templar lodges in this city seem to be in a flourishing condition as we hear of new members being initiated every night. Olive Branch Lodge, we are told, has initiated about twenty-five within the last quarter.
We see quite a number of new houses being erected in different parts of the city, some of which will be quite a credit to the place, and others, we suppose are erected merely for the purpose renting, and – making money. There is no better investment at the present high wave of rent, and we hope many more will go up this season.
Luther Johnson, proprietor of the extensive dry goods store on the north side of the square, has returned from the East, where he was during the late panic, and is now opening by far the largest and most varied assortment of dry goods that was ever brought here. Having just purchased his goods, and at very low prices, Mr. Johnson will be enabled to sell goods at prices to suit customers. Everybody knows that Johnson sells cheap, and that he sells a vast quantity during the year. If you want to see a busy set of clerks, just take a peep into Johnson’s at almost any hour on a fair day, and you will be gratified. See his new full column advertisement.
→ The old corner building, known as Campbell’s corner, is having a new front put on. When finished it will look “gay and festive.”
The store room two doors south of the Brown House has also been ornamented in the same way.
→ “Knowledge is power,” is an old maxim and true, and such being the case, in order to derive knowledge, god books are necessary, and the place to buy them is at the establishment of S. J. Clarke & Co., on the north side of the square. All the latest publications of the day received as soon as issued, and all standard works always on hand. New styles of wall paper and window shades just received for the spring trade.
Dr. Blaisdell has some fresh vaccine virus, and is ready to accommodate all who may call at his office on the south side of the square.
HOME KNIT SOCKS.
A good stock to be found – and for sale at less than yarn prices – at the store of John Venable.