PART FOURTH

ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION-NAVAL AND COMMERCIAL: SQUADRON, FLEET, FLOTILLA, STEAMER, GUNBOAT, TRANSPORT, AND PRIVATEER,-THEIR CRUISES, OFFICERS, CREWS, PERFORMANCES, ETC.

TERRIBLE ENGAGEMENTS; SUFFERING AND DEATH FOR THE FLAG; HORRORS AND HAVOC OF MODERN BOMBARDMENT; BLOCKADE EXPLOITS; DARING FEATS OF SEAMANSHIP; FURIOUS PERSONAL COMBATS; LONG AND EXCITING CHASES; ESCAPES, RESCUES, PRIZES ; THRILLING CATASTROPHES AND TRAGEDIES; CAPTURES, SINKINGS, AND SURRENDERS; AWKWARD LANDSMEN, RAW MARINES, JOLLY VETERANS, AND TREACHEROUS PILOTS; JACK AFLOAT AND ASHORE; FREAKS, DROLLERIES, HAPS AND MISHAPS, AMONG THE TARPAULINS AND BLUE JACKETS; &C., &c.

"Shall we give her a broadside once more, my brave men?

Ay ay ran the full, earnest cry;

A broadside! a broadside! we'll give them again,

Then for God and the Right nobly die!"

Never, never will we surrender the ship!-LIEUT. MORRIS, of the "Cumberland."

Before I will permit any other flag than the Stars and Stripes to fly at her peak, I will fire a pistol into her maga zine and blow her up.-CAPT. PORTER'S reply to the demand to surrender the U. S. ship "St. Mary."

I hope we'll win it! I hope we'll win it!-Dying words of Coxswain JACKSON, of the "Wabash," at Port Royal.

Tarpaulin Raking a Traitor Fore and Aft.

the early days of the rebellion, there were at the United States Marshal's office in San Francisco, several models of ships which had been ornamented with little secession flags about half the size of one's

secessionists, and nothing was more common than to hear secession talk there. This was particularly the case after the news of the breaking out of hostilities.

The story goes, that while several gen tlemen were sitting in the Marshal's office, attending to business, a big strapping fellow, all the way from South Carolina, with a revolver peeping out from under his coat-tail, strode into the place, with the air of a Tarquin, and exclaimed:

"Well, at last, thank God! we've got these nutmeg-selling, mackerelcatching, cod-livered Yankee sons to come to it. That's just what I've been wanting this many a day!-the niggerthieving, psalm-singing abolitionists! We'll skin 'em out of their boots."

hand. They were made of paper, and colored with red and blue ink. One, at the mast head of the largest ship, bore the name of Jeff. Davis, and the others were the ordinary three-striped rag, adopted as the Confederate ensign. On account of the display of these flags, the only public The braggart had scarcely finished his place in the city, the Marshal's office be- low-lived tirade, when one of the gentlecame a sort of privileged quarters for men, Captain

of the ship

-, who

was observed to be getting nervous, sud- | any living man. No one but a traitor and denly jumped up, and taking his place in a coward can talk in that way. Retract front of the fellow, and shaking his fists, it! retract it!"-and with this he comreplied:

menced advancing upon the secessionist Hercules, who began weakening in the knees, and finally wilted, while tarpaulin raked the traitor's fore and aft without mercy.

Not a Star Obscured.

There were many touching illustrations evoked during the rebellion, of the love cherished by some for the power under which they had been nurtured from their very cradle, notwithstanding the contrary pressure of circumstances and surroundings. One of these illustrations took the following form: When Captain Armstrong was about to surrender the navy yard at Pensacola, his daughter, after vain endeavors to persuade him not so to act, demanded of him a dozen men, and she would protect the place until aid came; but no-he was untrue and disloyal, and determined to act as he had decided; the old flag was hauled down from where it had so long waved, and the renegade ing, mackerel-catching, cod-livered Yan- Renshaw run his sword through it, ventkee I am captain of the ing his spleen upon the flag by which he ship and I want you to understand had so long lived in competence and luxthat I will not allow any man to use such ury. Human nature could not stand it, language respecting me and my people, in and the brave, glorious-hearted woman, my presence. And if you don't recant, seizing the flag, took her scissors and cut I'll whip you here and now. I see your from it the Union,' telling them that the pistol, but I don't care for it. You have time was not far distant when she would insulted me, sir, and you shall answer replace it unsullied; but for the stripes, she left them as their legacy, being their just deserts. Not a star on that flag would she allow to be obscured or destroyed by the hand of treason. Brave-hearted, noble woman!

for it."

Raking a Traitor.

The boaster, seeing the Captain's determined bearing, and finding that he was in downright earnest, replied by saying that his remarks were general in their nature, and not by any means intended to apply to any particular person. Nothing was further from his purpose than to insult any person present, and particularly a stranger.

Last Gun of the Cumberland.

One of the greatest instances of patriotic devotion ever recorded in our own or any other nation's naval history, is that To this the irate captain retorted: "The of the last broadside of the Cumberland, language, sir, is an insult to the American in her struggle with the Merrimac. Amid name, and I for one will not stand it from the dying thunders of those memorable

guns, the noble vessel sank with her devoted | down with the flag flying defiantly at the crew, with the Stars and Stripes still gaff, and many a heroic patriot perished proudly waving above their heads.

Neither the shots of the Congress, nor of the Cumberland, had any more effect upon the Merrimac than if they had been so many peas or peanuts. But if they could have kept the Merrimac off, she never could have sunk the Cumberland.

Naval Peacemaker.

with her.

Going to See the Rebel Ram.

A captured Confederate vessel, iron clad, and of the style commonly denominated "a ram," lay for several weeks in the Delaware, off the Philadelphia navy yard. She was something of a curiosity, and was visited by many hundreds of citizens and strangers. Prompted by this feeling, the keeper of a restaurant proposed one day to follow the track of the multitude and treat his wife with a sight of the rebel "ram." She consented, and off they sailed. They duly reached the iron deck of the vessel, went into her iron hold, examined her armament, inspected the damages wrought upon her by the guns of Uncle Sam, gazed upon her iron nose, which was constructed to be thrust impertinently into the affairs of our aforesaid Uncle's webfooted property, and, in short, investigated her, inside and out. Having satisfied his curiosity, the husband proposed to return to shore, when the following conversation occurred:

"Now, my dear, we have seen the vessel, let us go," said the husband.

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Well, yes, but as we have taken the trouble to come so far, we might as well see what we came to look at," said the

They had then, nothing to do but stand
and fight and die like men. Buchanan
asked their commander, Lieutenant Morris,
"Will you surrender the ship?"
"Never," said Morris, "never will we wife.
surrender the ship."

Buchanan backed his infernal machine off again, and the Cumberland fired as rapidly as she could, but the Merrimac once more ran her steel prow in ; and now it was that Buchanan asked Lieutenant Morris, calling him by name,

"You have seen enough of it, I should think," said he.

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Why, no! I have not seen it at all," she replied.

"Seen what?" he at last inquired with surprise.

"Why, the animal that we came to see

"Mr. Morris, will you surrender that the sheep, or ram, or what you call it." ship?"

"Never," said Morris; "sink her!"

Then there was an explosion.

The story was too good to be kept. It The remaining act in this startling was told to a visitor who called in the drama is well known. The guns of the morning for one of the capital 'stews' got Cumberland were coolly manned, loaded up at the friendly establishment in quesand discharged, while the vessel was in a tion. The visitor enjoyed it very muchsinking condition, and the good ship went he did; and, after finishing his repast,

directed the waiter to inquire of his mis- that flag." This answer was an extintress whether she had in her larder any guisher.

nice chops cut from the rebel "ram." The Norfolk soon fell, and Farragut was simpleton actually delivered the message, warned that the South was no place for and the consequence was, that the last him. A few hours only were allowed seen of the impertinent inquirer was the him for escape with his family, leaving, as tail of his coat, as he was leaving the he was compelled to do, all his property premises precipitately, with sundry broom- behind, which was immediately absorbed sticks, boot-jacks, three-legged stools, by the relentless confiscation of the foe. long-handled sauce pans, and other missiles He reached the house of a friend, northflying after him. At last accounts he was ward of the Potomac, exclaiming, as he only too glad to be still running. did to him,

Just previous to the fall of Norfolk, Va., Admiral Farragut, himself of Southern

"Here I am, without a farthing, or a place where I can lay my head!"

to the government to which he gave his In this way came Farragut to the North allegiance to the flag he so nobly upheld in many a fierce conflict with armed trea

Unknown Lady Visitor at the New Orleans
Fleet.

Just before the city of New Orleans had been definitely surrendered by the authorities, and while the national fleet was anchored off in sight, a small boat, pulled by one pair of oars, was observed leaving. the levee. A closely veiled lady was noticed in the stern. When she reached one of the vessels, she drew back her veil and beckoned to the officer of the watch. The Captain, who had remarked that she was young and apparently very winsome, dreaded the influence of the fair syren upon his subordinate, as with a gesture he forbade his responding to the mute appeal, and repaired himself to the gangway. Probably he imagined that forty odd years were more secure than twenty from treasonable temptation.

birth, as was also his true and noble wife,
was invited by the emissaries of the insur- son.
gent chiefs to join his fortune to their
cause. He promptly declined. The effort
to change his purpose was repeated. He
was urged by every consideration that it
was supposed could influence his pride or
ambition, by the ties of consanguinity and
place of birth, to side with his native
South; he still refused. Those chiefs well
knew the man. They knew him better
than his own government then did, and
they knew the lion-like qualities that slum-
bered beneath his modest and habitually
retiring demeanor, and the achievements
of which he was capable when the latent
powers of the man should be roused to
active energy. As a last effort to win
him over to their cause, they offered him
any position which he should be pleased
to name. Admiral Farragut is a man of
sincere but unobtrusive piety, a piety as
modest as his own habitual deportment;
but this assault upon his loyal virtue was
more than his nature could endure, and,
with a sudden and sailor-like burst of in-
dignation, he replied, as he pointed to the
emblem of the republic, which floated
near him,—

"Gentlemen, your efforts are useless. I tell you I would see every man of you before I would raise my arm against

"Pray, Sir," she asked, in the most musical voice imaginable, "might I inquire if a person named McLellan is on board?"

At the same time she made him a brief but imperative sign, which he construed to signify that he was expected to reply in the affirmative.

"Certainly there is, Madam!"

(The white lie is accounted for by the

brilliancy of the flashing eyes which par- correspondent was right; and the young tially bewildered the Captain.) subaltern, who was only able to catch an "Might I trouble you to give him this occasional glimpse of those magnetic eyes, letter?"

as she was speaking to his commanding officer, said that, "Never before was the flashing glance of beauty one half so agreeable."

As the Captain descended to take it from one of the smallest and most delicately gloved hands he had ever seen, he partially recovered that presence of mind There was more than one on board that which had not deserted him once during craft that night, whose pair of eyes willthe fierce struggle of the preceding days, ingly forgot their accustomed slumber in He was unwilling that the first pair of the deeper reverie caused by the charming bright eyes he had seen for weeks should lady visitor. vanish so quickly. Fluttered and perspiring with excitement, he managed to say"Would you not wish to step on board, Madam, and speak with him?"

A wicked smile flitted over the charming face before him, and but for his age, and the wife he had left in the North, he would infallibly have lost his heart. As it was, he felt it almost going, and laid his heavy hand upon it to check its disposition for levanting from its legitimate owner.

"No; I thank you"; she said, "such an unexpected pleasure might prove somewhat embarrassing."

Saying this, she again sat down, drew her veil over her face, and making a sign to the colored boatman, was pulled once more towards the levee.

The Captain gazed after her, sighed, and then looked at the letter.

"I suppose I must do duty for 'McLellan' on this occasion," he said; "But who the deuce can she be!" He then opened it.

The letter contained a great deal of val

uable information respecting the temper

Majer Downing on the Merrymac.

The prowess of the mouster Merrimac, and the fate which she met at the hands of the brave and gallant Worden, has been the theme for many pens, both grave and satirical. A good specimen of the latter will be found below.

It was a good joke, (according to Majer Jack Downing) that the Kernel got off

of the population of the city. It also one day on Seward. You know (quoth stated that Forts Pike and Livingston the Majer) what a solemn looking chap he had been evacuated, and their garrisons is naterally. Wal, since he has got to be dispatched to join Beauregard at Corinth, Chief Clerk to the President, he seems to and distinctly affirmed that no Union sen- look solemer than ever. He cum into timent could find expression in New Or- Linkin's room, and the Kernel ses, "Have leans until those who felt it could be guar- you heard the news. Boss?" "No," ses anteed the protection of United States Seward, "what is it?" "Wal," ses Lintroops against the temper of the populace. kin, "the Giascutis is loose." Subsequent events proved that the fair that?" ses Seward. "Why," ses Linkin,

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"What's