MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL
November - December 1861
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 1, c. 2
Louisiana Intelligence.
The Beef Contract with the Confederacy.—The Alexandria Democrat
says:
["]Messrs.
Porter & McGee have closed with the Confederate States government a contract
to furnish the army with thirty thousand barrels of mess beef.
They were here last week, and have selected a site about one mile below
our town for the erection of their buildings.
The lumber is now being hauled to the ground, and all the necessary
buildings will be under way in a few days, and in less than one month they will
commence slaughtering and packing over three hundred beeves a day.
The beeves are all bought, and are to be delivered as wanted.["]
The
Pointe Coupee (False river) Democrat is informed that Mr. Pierre Porche
will arrive in that parish this week with a drove of two or three hundred fine
Texas cattle.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 1,
c. 2
Suspended.—The
Tuscumbia Democrat. The
editor announces that he has been forced to suspend on account of the hard times
in money matters, but hopes to resume in the course of a few weeks.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 1,
c. 3
Pretty
Incident.—The Mobile Tribune relates the following incident, as having
occurred during a recent exhibition at the theater, in that city:
When
the Confederate flag appeared on the stage, a beautiful child of about a year
old was seen to raise her little hands aloft, and heard to
"hurrah"—a baby salutation to the emblem of southern independence.
Then, raising her eyes to heaven, she clasped her dimpled hands as if to
invoke God's blessing on her country. She
had been taught to do so at home by her mother, and in her unconscious beauty
and grace, has sanctified the spot where she breathed her childish prayer to
heaven for blessings on the southern banner.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 6
A Suggestion to Military Men.
Without expressing an opinion as to the merits or demerits of the
innovation upon military affairs alluded to in the following extract from a
Virginia letter to the Mobile Tribune, we insert it for the inspection of
those having charge of matters:
But I
beg your leave now to attract attention to the Colonel of a cavalry regiment who
turns them all down. I allude to
Col. St. George Croghan, who commands a cavalry regiment under Gen. Floyd in
Northwestern Virginia. He is 35
years of age, has the eye of an eagle and the Wellington nose; is about six feet
high, faultless in form, graceful in carriage, and the best rider in America.
He is the son of the celebrated Col. Croghan of Sandusky memory, was born
a soldier, educated a soldier, and is in every hair on his head and drop of
blood in his body a thorough, complete and perfect soldier.
Withal, he is endowed with a pre-eminently practical and powerful
intellect. He has introduced
innovations upon the established usages of camp life, the result of which must,
if properly embraced, save the Confederate States millions of dollars and
thousand of lives, and insure comfort where suffering else might have to be
endured.
The
innovation to which I allude is in the size and character of the camp tent.
He has reduced it to a size which will accommodate but four men.
One end of it he leaves entirely open.
Before the open end he builds a camp fire, and that makes a small tent
more comfortable in the coldest winter than the large tents are in autumn or
spring.—One mule can carry thirty of these tents, (enough for two companies.)
Baggage wagons in his regiment are therefore an obsolete idea; or, to use
his nervous expression, an "exploded humbug."
This insures expedition without a sacrifice of comfort, and such has been
the force with which the utility of this style of tent has impressed the
military minds that have investigated its merits, that Gen. Floyd, among others
has thrown aside his huge amphitheatre and adopted the modest and comfortable
little tabernacle, for which the army are indebted to Col. Croghan.
In order, therefore, to enable any regiment in the Confederate service
that may feel an inclination to render themselves as comfortable as possible, by
adopting the Croghan tent, I will describe it:
In the
first place, it is triangular-shaped, four feet high, eight feet case, and seven
feet deep. The tent poles are two
feet long, fitting into each other, fitted together, having a nail in the top,
is passed through an eye-let hole at the top of each end of the tent, and a cord
fastened in the ground at the rear of the tent is passed through the back of the
tent at the top. There it is
twisted around the nail on the rear pole, and then it is passed to the front
pole and twisted around the nail on this pole, from whence it is passed to the
ground and fastened to a peg. This
cord is the ridge pole. Col. Ransom
has attached to his regiment forty baggage wagons, attached to each one of which
are four horses, making one hundred and sixty horses in his transportation
service; where five mules are altogether sufficient for the transportation of
Croghan tents enough for the same regiment; and the soldiers are bound to enjoy
more comfort and suffer less in the Croghan tent than they do in the tent now in
use in our army, and the transportation of which is so very expensive.
Col. Croghan has also, by an alteration of the ordinary cart saddle into
a pack saddle, made it feasible for one mule to transport 300 pounds of
provisions. Thus you perceive this
regiment is costing the Government less than perhaps any one company in any
other cavalry regiment in the service, and are for forced marches and surprise
expeditions the most available arm of the Confederate service.
When they move, their baggage mules can move.
They do not have to wait, as other cavalry regiments, do, for baggage
wagons. They do not have to take,
as other cavalry regiments often do, the pitiless pelting of the midnight storm,
for they can always have their tents with them.
Col.
Croghan has attached to his regiment two rifled cannon, each weighing about two
hundred pounds. Four mules
transport the guns and their carriages. I
have been thus minute in my details, because I conceive that there is a vital
interest in the simple facts which I have related.—They involve questions of
life and death, of comfort and suffering to our beloved army.
Millions of people have a living and lasting interest in them.
I do not know a man in Col. Croghan's regiment.
He has one company who went into the service only about half equipped and
armed. Now they are superbly
equipped and armed, and they have not an arm in their ranks that they did not
take from the enemy. Strangers
though they are, it is with pride I record such facts, facts so indubitably
bound to draw upon them the admiration and the praise of a grateful country.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
New Memphis
Theater!
W. C. Thompson
Manager.
The management have the pleasure of announcing an engagement for positively two nights only, with the world renowned
Zouaves of Inkerman!
Who will have the honor of making their first appearance before a Memphis audience, on Saturday Evening, November 2d, 1861, in their grand military spectacle in five and seven Acts Tableaux.
The Camp of Hell!
or, Abd-El-Kader!
Africa, from 1829 to 1847.
The
performance to commence with the French Vaudeville of
La Corde Sensible!
During the evening will be performed La Marseillaise, by the Zouave
Frederick.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 3, c. 1
Two Great Fires!
Commissary and Quartermaster's Stores
in Danger!
A House of Crime Destroyed!
At half-past eleven o'clock, smoke was observed issuing from the basement
of the furniture establishment on Main street, east side, between Main and Court
streets, occupied by Messrs. Churchill & Winston. The stock of furniture being owned by M. L. Duncan, a
resident of Cincinnati, it had come under the notice of Mr. Jackson, the
receiver of the Confederate States. . .
The
wind blew a moderate breeze; it was unsteady, and sometimes directed the flames
and flying masses of fire towards the Confederate States quartermaster's
premises in the DeSoto Block, on Madison, then in the direction of Specht's
confectionary and other stores on the south side of Madison street.
Men were soon on every roof both on Main and Madison streets, and at the
various windows, keeping shingles and framework from catching fire.
At one instant the house on the corner of the alley below Madison on
Main, was on fire in the roof, from the flying fragments, but a timely
application from an engine stream saved it.
The fire had now spread to the large hardware establishment of McCombs
& Co., at the corner of the street, and to the auction rooms of Gilbert,
Andrews & Co. next door north. These
three houses extended clear back to the alley, and though much effort had been
made in getting out goods, yet some $50,000 of stock remained in the hardware
store, while the auction store, in which were many sewing machines, was so far
cleared as to reduce the loss to probably $1,000.
Above
these stores were Norman, Wilson & Co.'s office, a daguerreotype
establishment, and other rooms and offices.
The whole was one mass of building, owned by Mr. Brinkley, and uninsured.
These were the very first large business houses ever erected in Main street, and
their erection was regarded as an improvement of a very enterprising character.
The whole corner of Main and Madison streets was now a mass of towering
flame, so hot that it was impossible to stand opposite to it in Main street, and
the windows of the quartermaster's room and the rooms above, in the DeSoto
Block, were all on fire. . . So dangerous, however, appeared the situation of
the whole of the Court Square and all that portion of Main street corner than
every article of furniture and business was moved from the following places:
[list] . . . On Madison street the stores in the quartermaster's office,
the effects in O. C. Boone's cotton factor's office, the President and
Treasurer's offices of the Little Rock railroad, were wholly or partially
removed, but the gallant exertions of the firemen, as remarked above, saved the
building. . . .
When
the fire had so far got under as to prevent any great fear on its spreading
further, a shout was suddenly heard among the already excited people:
"Howard's Row is on fire!"
For a moment the news appeared to stun the immense crowd of people.
There was an absolute silence, arising from doubt and astonishment.
During this moment of silence the fire bells struck up a new alarm.
Immediately the crowd took up the cry, "Howard's Row is on
fire," and hundreds broke into a run for that spot.
Another
fire, and a very formidable one, was indeed found to be raging in the rear of
Howard's Row. The entire upper
story of the building, the property of Isaac Bolton, and formerly occupied by
him as a slave jail and mart, but for some time kept by "Lizzie
Whitehouse" as a house of ill fame, was a mass of devouring flame. Next door to this house was the tenement formerly occupied by
A. H. Hise as a hide and flour store, but for some months used for the storing
of C. S. commissary stores. Large
amounts of sugar, flour, biscuit, bacon, meal, and other articles, were in
store. The upper story contained
some ten thousand boxes of candles. The
excitement among the crowd became greater than ever.
The first fire was near the C. S. quartermaster's office; this was next
door to the C. S. commissary's store house.
Could these coincidents happen without design?
Such was the question asked in the crowd. There appeared to be no desire to save the house, where the
fire was devouring, as a fiend swallowing up his prey. It was an abode of evil, a habitation of crime.
Blood stained its walls, and guilt was connected with its every memory.
There McMillan, six years ago, had met with a bloody death; there
pollution, that shuns the day had, since that time, celebrated its orgies. "Let it burn," was the voice of the people; but a
great desire existed to save the food of our brave soldiers that was lying in
the next house. It was resolved it
should be saved. As if by one
impulse, merchants, draymen, bankers, deck-hands, lawyers, laborers—men of all
degrees of social life—impulsively rushed into the building, and soon
reappeared, carrying boxes of candles, sacks of meal, sides of bacon, and
rolling tierces of rice and hogsheads of sugar.
It was a sight to see and remember—hundreds toiling until the
perspiration rained down their faces. When
a large portion of the stores had been removed the roof of the burning house
fell in. this brought the level of
the flames below the roof of the storehouse, and as there were two brick walls
between the inside of the burning house and the commissary stores, the danger
was at an end and the work of removal ceased.
Without a stream of water or a hand to hinder their progress, the flames
were left to consume the house of lust and crime.
The blackened and tottering walls alone remain. . . . It is with great
thankfulness we say that among the roaring of the flames, the fall of articles
thrown from windows, the crash of falling walls, the rush of the crowd, and the
rapid movements of the engines, we did not hear of one serious accident.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 3,
c. 2
Juvenile.—Andrew
Morden, who is but twelve years old, yet is a habitual sot, was fined fifty
dollars yesterday for being drunk.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 1, 1861, p. 3,
c. 2
McCulloch's
Benefit.—Twenty-five young ladies, accomplished and proficient, will give a
fine musical and artistical entertainment this evening at the Theater, for the
benefit of the brave fellows in Ben. McCulloch's command.
"The Prisoner," "Goddess of Liberty," "A
Nation's Birth," "A Harvest Scene," and "Guardian
Angels" are among the tableaus. Prof. Seyfort will perform on the piano; the Misses Fraim,
Feger, Reudelhober, Freeman and other ladies will sing solos, duets, quartettes
and choruses. This will be an
unusually fine performance, and for an excellent object.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 2, 1861, p. 2,
c. 8
Summary: New Memphis
Theater—"The Student's Tricks; or, The Apparition of a Ghost";
monologue from "The Maid of Orleans;" "A Saxonian Schoolmaster at
Berlin;" American and English Nationalities—dances and songs; "For
the benefit of the destitute wives and children of our Volunteer Soldiers in the
field"
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 2, 1861, p. 3, c. 3
A Card.
Camp Johnston, at Edgewood Church,}
October 27, 1861.}
Editors
Appeal: Permit me through the
columns of your paper, in behalf of the officers and soldiers of the 12th
Arkansas regiment, publicly to express the esteem and regard we feel toward the
founders and members of the Edgewood Hospital Association, who have done so much
for the benefit of the sick of this regiment. Some four weeks ago we changed our camping ground to
this place, for convenience of water and dryness of ground.
We cam bringing upward of one hundred sick men with us, some with
intermittent fever, some with dysentery, but by far the greater majority with
that pest of our army, measles. The
ladies, ever mindful of suffering humanity, seeing our destitute condition, with
an energy and patriotism worthy the cause we advocate, without delay, organized
themselves into a society called the "Edgewood Hospital Association." That excellent lady, Mrs. MacLean, whom we all love and
delight to call "our mother," was chosen president, and Mrs. Waddell,
whose talent and energy gained her the title of captain among the soldiers,
secretary. Edgewood church was
converted to the use of the sick, and every want that necessity demanded was
promptly attended to by them. They personally superintended the preparation of
such food as was deemed suitable for sick men, after supplying all deficiency
from their own tables. They have
personally nursed the soldiers with the same kindness and attention they would
have bestowed upon their own kindred under different circumstances; but when the
hospital has been so crowded that none others could be admitted, they have taken
them to their own homes, often subjecting themselves to great inconvenience for
their sake, and the welfare of the Confederacy we are fighting for.
They have furnished our soldiers with upward of one hundred flannel
shirts, numerous pairs of socks, which their own hands have constructed—all
this have they done for us, and much more that no estimate can reach, no mind
calculate—the smile, the look, the word of encouragement held out to the sick,
disheartened and dispirited man. Such
attention, such kindness and devotion to our soldiers speak volumes for the
success of the South. Truly, no
country can be unsuccessful, no matter how great the odds against them, when
such loyalty as disregards all personal consideration is thrown aside, and but
one common sentiment animates the breast of every person.
Long shall we remember these ladies, and when the 12th
Arkansas regiment shall meet the enemy of their country in the deadly strife of
battle, may the ladies of this association be their watch word, and their deeds
of valor recompense them for all their kindness.
Again, long live these ladies, for they will never cease to live in the
hearts of the officers and soldiers of the 12th Arkansas regiment.
Respectfully,
R. G. Jennings,
Surgeon of the Regiment.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 2, 1861, p. 3,
c. 1
A Good
One.—Everybody hereabouts knows Ned Phelps, for a long time a popular clerk on
one of the Yazoo steamers. Ned is a
private in company A of the Crescent rifles, 1st Louisiana battalion,
better known as the "Charley Dreux battalion."
This battalion was and is at Yorktown, under Gen. J. B. Magruder.
For awhile Gen. Magruder used to take the troops under his command and
carry them on long and wearisome marches through the peninsula.
On one of these expeditions he had marched—so the boys say—the Dreux
battalion sixteen hours, through a drenching rain, when, finally, morning came,
with the "boys" broken down and nearly famished.
No particular hardship in this, as it is occasionally the fate of all
soldiers so to suffer. Gen. Magruder, being "general," went to a farm
house near his encampment and ordered a hot breakfast. It was soon forthcoming, and the general had just begun to
enjoy it, when Ned Phelps walked in, and, without saying a word to the general,
or anybody else, commenced eating very heartily.
The general "leaned back amazed, as at him he gazed," and laid
down his knife and fork, with just breath enough to ask:
"Sir, do you know whom you are eating with?"
"No!" replied Ned Phelps, still helping himself, "I don't
know who I am eating with, for since I cam soldiering I haven't been at all
particular whom I eat with so the victuals were clean!"—Vicksburg
Whig.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 3, 1861, p. 1, c. 2
The White House Fashions.
The New York World's report of the fall fashions, says:
The
bonnet which is the choice of the present representative lady in the American
world of fashion, is called the "Princess."
The material is rose colored velvet, of a charming tint, and the only
ornament a rich, black open-worked barbe, formed of a succession of small
alternate crotchet [sic] and guipure medallions, placed straight across the
bonnet from the center of the tip to the top of the crown.
Around these fine medallions is a row of real black thread lace put on
full, and attached to the edge of this again, a deeper fringe of minute black
marabout and ostrich feathers. Across
the front of the inside, is a flat bow of velvet, the ends fringed with black
feathers, and over the three medallions surrounded with lace to match the
outside. With this bonnet, was selected at the same establishment, for
the lady in question, elegant garnitures for evening dress, of which the
following are specimens: Pompadour
set, of wreath, chatelains [sic], and bouquets of field flowers.
Complete garniture for white moire antique dress, of white narcissus and
black fruits. Another consisted of
violets and rose, the wreath being composed wholly of violets, with a single
large rose over the forehead and a cluster of rose-buds behind.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 3, 1861, p. 1, c. 4
Fun in Camp.
The Columbus (Ky.) correspondent of the New Orleans Crescent tells
the following:
Officers
being human as well as private soldiers, are fond of a little fun, and some are
not a little slow to indulge in it. I
have heard of a great many royal nocturnal proceedings on the part of officers
around this "neck of the woods," which it would hardly do to relate.
I must mention, however, on capital thing which occurred a few nights ago
in our close vicinity. Out of
delicacy as well as propriety, I withhold the names, except one—Lieut. Col.
John B. G. Kennedy, of the Kentucky battalion, who came off winner.
A party, including a colonel, an adjutant, two majors, and several
captains and other officers, got together at night for a little fun.
They extemporized an orchestra with a cracked drum, wheezy clarionet,
trumpet, banjo, and other discordant instruments, and went to serenade, or
rather "shivaree" Col. Kennedy. Entering
his camp by means of the countersign, they surrounded the colonel's tent, and
gave a performance which would have done honor to the infernal regions. Kennedy came out good-naturedly, thanked the party for the
compliment, and invited them to smile—an invitation which was readily
accepted. The colonel passed around
a bottle of whisky, which all hands tasted and finished.
Then after a good laugh all around, they informed the colonel that they
intended serenading a certain brigadier general, and invited him to accompany
them. He went of course.
But
before they reached the general's, first one and then another of the party
dodged off behind the trees and fences, and soon the echoes of their vomitings,
accompanied with curses, not loud but deep, could be heard in all directions.
The whole party, musicians and all, were taken deadly sick, except Col.
Kennedy, who stole, laughing, back to his camp.
He had treated them with a bottle of whisky and epecac, which had been
put up in Dr. McDade's tent as a trap for the thief who had been stealing
liquors from the hospital stores. The
trick broke up the whole frolic; the general missed receiving the intended
serenade, and there were a number of very severe-looking, pale-faced officers on
duty next morning. Whether the
inquiry why no reveille was sounded in a certain regiment that morning (owing to
the sickness of the musician) was fully answered or not, is more than I can
tell. The serenaders own up that
Kennedy fairly beat them, and they have threatened to get even with him if it
cost a thousand dollars. But I
think they'll let him alone hereafter.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 3, 1861, p. 3, c. 4
Later from Texas.
Mr. S. H. Hamilton has in operation near Melrose, in Nacogdoches county,
a wool carding machine.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 3, 1861, p. 3,
c. 1
The
Zouaves.—It will be seen by our river column that the steamboat Gay, due from
New Orleans, did not arrive yesterday, consequently the Zouaves, who are on
board of her, were not here to perform last night as expected.
The boat will be in to-day, and to-morrow night the performance, as
announced for last night, will take place, opening with the grand military piece
of Le camp de L'Enfer. Such
attractions as the Zouaves offer will doubtless attract an immense crowd to the
theatre.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 3, 1861, p. 3,
c. 2
A
Noble Woman.—Mrs. Mann, of this county, a lady sixty three years of age, has
taken the raw wool, washed, carded, spun and knit fifteen pair of socks for the
soldiers. Where women who have seen
three score years and more, devote themselves to such acts of heroism, they
deserve a memory more lasting than life, and a life that knows no death.
The children and grand children of such mothers will yet snuff the smoke
of a thousand battle fields before Lincoln's hired minions disturb the life or
liberty of such martyrs to their country.—Brandon (Mississippi) Republican.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 1,
c. 1
Lieut.
Sellers, of the Bayou City Guards, writes to the Houston Telegraph:
["]
A pair of gray blankets, not as good as your Main street merchants formerly
purchased in the North at $2 25 to $2 50 per pair, are sold here at $9, and
scarce at that. Gray satinets, of
Yankee make, which I have sold wagon loads of at 60 to 65 cents per yard, are $3
25. Gray and other light mixed
cottonade, tweeds, and other fulled cloths, formerly worth 45 cents per yard,
are now scarce and difficult to find at $1 87 to $2 per yard.
In
taking the government commutation money for clothing--$20 per man—we are
expected to provide ourselves with uniform coats, pants and overcoats, which
cannot be had, fit to wear, for less than from $43 to $45; and if we purchase
only coats and pants, and draw overcoats from the government, they will be
deducted from our pay, which, at $11 per month for the privates, will not leave
much room for socks, under clothing, and many other articles of absolute
necessity.
In
active service we cannot carry much baggage, and hence want only a few articles,
but these require to be of the right kind—heavy and warm. Hence, in the event of your sending any articles for the
Texas troops, confine the list to blankets, wool socks and mittens, and flannel
drawers and undershirts. Nothing
fine, but all heavy and warm.["]
A
member of Capt. Strobel's company, Terry's regiment, writes from camp near
Nashville:
["]
As we passed through New Orleans we noticed an immense aggregation of clothing,
which was made up by voluntary contributions for the Louisiana troops.
Tennessee is doing the same thing. Throughout
the country the women are knitting socks and making warm clothing for their
soldiers, and it is being collected at every county seat and forwarded on to
them. It is becoming quite cool
here already, and of nights takes our all to keep us warm.
Everything is enormously high here.
Common blankets very scarce, and at $8 and $10.
The most common yarn socks 75 cents, boots from $6 to $16.
Very few of our boys have any money, and some now stand in need of
clothing.["]
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 2,
c. 2-8
Summary: At head of each column
Presidential Ticket, Tennessee Electoral Ticket
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 2,
c. 2
New
Substitute for Coffee.—Dr. Poiterin, in the Mobile Tribune, recommends
the acorn of our native oak (quercus Alba) as a substitute for coffee.
It is pronounced an excellent remedial agent, as well as a source of
economy.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 4,
c. 2
Good
for the Darkies.—We learn that the "colored gentlemen and ladies" of
Jackson and the surrounding country, gave a ball at Concert Hall, in Jackson, on
Saturday night last, at which they took in at the door $450 all of which, after
paying for their music, was deposited with the Governor, for the benefit of the
Mississippi volunteers. Dispatches
from the northern cities state that the poor white people are parading the
streets crying for bread. Comment
is unnecessary.—Brandon (Mississippi) Republican.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 4, c. 2
A Glance at the Fall Fashions.
From the New York Times.]
The
apathy with regard to fashions which seems to have fastened upon those who
usually at this time of the year are so deeply interested in its changes, has
caused the accustomed "opening day" to be postponed indefinitely, if
indeed it be observed at all.
Its
propriety is emphatically ignored by sundry prominent modistes, upon
various grounds. One grandly
exclusive madame shrugged her lace-beclouded shoulders, as she gave for her
reason, "it is not good for bring so many ladies together at once."
Another
gave in very plain English her reason for not making a grand display on one
particular day, by speaking in a "burnt child" sort of way of past
experiences: "You go to the
expense of importing all kinds of novelties; then you throw open your doors for
all the milliners in town to walk in and get your styles!
Another thing, my customers don't want to be trying on hats before Tom,
Dick and Harry."
We
could not but approve the taste of her customers in this respect, and were as
nearly as possible convinced of the infelicity of "openings" when, lo!
a clincher cometh—"You see," spoke a Saxon dame, as she sat
enthroned 'mid the luxurious appointments of her parlors, "Times are vastly
changed from what they were when Madame ------- and Miss ------ were known to
receive their package of Paris novelties once a season, by the sailing
packets, and everybody went, like a flock of sheep, by whatever they laid down
as the style. Now we have steamers and new arrivals constantly, and
American ladies consult their complexions and their own style more than the
fashions, and must have everything to suit that, and you see we milliners
must meet them by getting up a different article for each one.
Why, Mrs. Smith would be furious if you should offer a hat like
Mrs. Brown's." So it is that the quiet advertisement now and then, or the
sending around of the insinuating circular, has, with many, taken the place of
"opening day."
Stepping
aside from Broadway, where brilliant shop-windows expose at a glance what
promises within, we peep into the more exclusive domains, where find their way
the latest and most recherche adornments. The most elegant French dresses we saw were not gored, but
very full in the skirt, and joined to the waist in piles of plaits at the hips,
the front and back of the waist and skirt being cut in one piece.
In heavy material, however, such as velvet, cloth and very thick silk,
gored robes will soon be worn, relieved at the seams with quilting [sic?],
piping, or plaiting of some bright, contrasting color.
The trimming will commence broad round the bottom of the skirt, and will
follow up each seam as it ascends, being graduated narrower toward the waist.
Small
flounces, in groups of three, will be popular trimming for dresses of thinner
material. Little change has
occurred in the shape of the sleeve—they still being finished with a small cap
and cuff, opened or loose at the wrist, as the wearer may desire.
The only noticeable change is the richness of the sleeve trimming, in
embroidery of silk worsted or cotton, which is employed as a finish to other
trimming, or is the sole adornment. The
small cape of the summer is enlarged, and made perfectly round back and front.
The
corsage, in all except evening dresses, is very high and finished at the throat
with a tiny collar and small bow, with the ends edged in black lace.
The
"Garibaldi Jacket" will assert itself a favorite with all economical
ladies, as it has the advantage of being suitable to wear with skirts whose
associated body has become a thing of the past. It is made in red, white and blue flannel, and is gathered
full into a band at the neck as well as at the waist, which will make it a
redeeming feature to many a lean form while to plump shoulders it will be de-trop.
The neck is finished with a small collar, and the sleeve closed into a
band, or left open with a reversed cuff. About
the waist or across the shoulders, at option of the wearer, belongs a scarf
one-eighth of a yard in width and about two yards long, made of a similar
material with the jacket.
Cloaks
will, in all cases, reach far down over the dress skirt; some we saw will
envelop the figure entirely. The
circular, in various modifications, will prevail. The trimmings will be velvet, in different widths, heavy box
plaiting of the same material, and embroidered in silk or worsted.
Madame Jaubort, opposite the New York Hotel, has just received a style
called the "Paletot Imperial," which will be suitable for light cloth
silk or merino. It is closed at the
throat and neck with embroidered bands, and one deep frill of lace.
Brodie
exposes two exquisite circulars, one of black cloth, trimmed with box plaits of
the same, and another of zebra cloth, which, besides its graceful flow, is a
natural curiosity of tasteful design in its trimmings.
The most striking feature is a beautiful imitation of embroidery, made by
cutting gray cloth in the form of flowers and sprigs, which, as it is seen
against the dark brown color of the cloak, has the effect of the richest
needlework. The hood is not so much
in vogue for cloaks and mantles; as the heavy box plaits, by which the shoulder
fit is secured, are richly ornamented, and have superseded its use in
dress-cloaks, although for traveling and utility, they will always be in demand.
In
bonnets, the enlarged front is an acceptable change, but the masses of trimming
piled up within and above the arch is stupendous.
Plumes which once waved to the breeze only upon the outer works, and were
considered no company for many-hued exotics, now fall gloomily over the brow of
beauty, were not the shadow brightened by saucy knots of gay blossoms—all
sorts of colors mixed up—for it seems the "red, white and blue" has
reconciled our eyes to forbidden contrasts.
Some
hats there are, which, to be sure, are above criticism, and persuade one that
millinery has taken its place among the fine arts. Two specimens of such we were shown by Madame F-----, of
Great Jones street. First was a
white tulle front, with a plisse of green velvet round the edge—over the crown
a scarf of black lace falling gracefully on each side, which is fastened in the
center with a turf of shaded green plumes.
The face trimming consists of light blond tabs across the top, with a
wreath very high in the center of garnet-colored corcopsis [sic?]
Another
is the delicate shade of drab velvet covered plain; a broad band of rose-du-roi
velvet encircles the crown, and comes down strait into a cape; a very rich plume
of the same color crosses the forehead and falls on the outside.
A bow of rose-du-roi velvet fastens the plume, in the center of which
gleams an ornament of marcasite.
The
regular fall opening, should it take place in force, will not be before the last
of the present month, as buyers are not yet returned from their summer jaunting,
and those generous bill makers, the southern and western ladies, do not throng
our hotels and shops as formerly.
The
brilliant goods, however the times may be, will not long await notice, and that
not merely passing, for one must be blind and deaf who can pass along our
principal thoroughfares and not see on every hand unmistakable signs of
unimpaired resources.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 1, c. 1
Arkansas Intelligence.
The Van Buren Press has the following interesting information
respecting the steam cotton mill now in full operation in that place.
The mill has two sets of wool cards, which can card 300 pounds per day;
1808 spindles, which can turn out 500 pounds of cotton yarn per day.
They have no looms except for making seamless sacks.
They are also grinding from 100 to 150 bushels of corn and wheat per day.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 1, c. 3
Chimborazo Hospital.
From the Richmond Whig.]
The
plateau overlooking Rockets, known as Chimborazo hill, has recently been covered
with one-story wooden buildings, presenting the appearance of a large Danish
village. These buildings were
erected by direction of the Quartermaster General of the Confederate States
army, and were originally designed for winter quarters for a portion of the
army, but the determination now is, we believe, to use them for hospital
purposes. Two or three hundred sick
soldiers are already quartered at the place.
The location is said to be a healthy one, and affords an extended and
picturesque view of river scenery and the low grounds.
The
buildings are one hundred and nine in number, including kitchens, store rooms,
offices, etc. The dimensions of the
main buildings are 80 by 29 feet. The
pine boards enclosing the frame work of each structure are nailed on vertically,
and the crevices covered with strips. The
roofs are shingled. Each house is
divided into two apartments by a longitudinal partition.
A round plank floor has been laid in each house.
Whether these buildings will answer the purpose for which they are now
designed remains to be seen. A
driving rain or a drifting snow will surely test their fitness as a place of
shelter, and a heavy fall of snow may imperil the roofs; but we suppose the
quartermaster and contractor have both considered the contingencies indicated,
and provided against them as far as practicable.
The
buildings have been erected in rows, separated by avenues forty feet wide, and
from each other, laterally by narrow lanes.
Some six or eight of the outside houses were built with a deviation from
this rectangular arrangement, in consequence to the proximity to the bluff.
The
"hospital" is to be subdivided into five departments, with a surgeon,
steward, nurses, etc., to each. At
present only two of these departments have been organized.
One important matter, not yet attended to, is the drainage of the place.
Ditches to carry off water in the event of a heavy rain should be
excavated without delay.
Another
matter deserving immediate attention is provision against fire.
If one of the buildings should become ignited by accident or design, and
the flames get beyond control, it would be almost impossible to prevent the
destruction of the cantonment. If
no better plan can be devised, hogsheads of water should be placed near every
building, and an ample supply of buckets kept on hand.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 2,
c. 8
Summary: New Memphis Theater—Inkerman
Zouaves—"The Worship of the Flag"; "The Two Fishermen"
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 5, 1861, p. 3,
c. 2
The
ladies of Collierville and vicinity will give a concert and tableaux on Thursday
evening, the 7th instant, at Collierville, for the benefit of the
soldiers.
M. N. Waller, Sec'y.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2,
c. 2
A
Protection.—The Scientific American describes a breast-plate which, it
is said, is being extensively worn by the officers and men in the Federal army
before Washington. It is composed
of thin spring steel, and is worn between the cloth and the lining of a common
military vest. It has two leaves,
which lap at the edge when the vest is buttoned, so as to cover the entire
chest. It weighs only three pounds
and a half, and can be worn with ease by any officer or soldier during the most
active exercise. It is very strong
in proportion to its weight, as it can resist the thrust of a bayonet or sword,
and it will repel the bullets of muskets and pistols at ranges which would
otherwise be fatal to life.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2,
c. 3
Large
Purchase of Wool.—The Knoxville Register says that Gen. Joseph A. Mabry
has received a dispatch from an agent he has in Texas, to the effect that he has
purchased for him 100,000 pounds of wool. It
is the intention of the general to have this wool converted into cassimeres,
making more than 100,000 yards. All
of this he intends to have manufactured into clothing at Knoxville.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2, c. 3
An Economical Suggestion.
Duncan, Ark., October 30.
Editors
Appeal: In these troublesome times,
when everything that the consumer has to buy is bearing an exorbitant price, it
is but natural that necessity, (the mother of invention) should prompt us to
substitute as many homespun inventions as possible. Feeling the importance of this, I feel that it is but an act
of charity that the readers of the Appeal should know what we are using out here
as a substitute for quinine.
I am
using on my plantation, and in my practice—for chills—the berries and strong
decoction of the bark of the common dogwood (Cornus Florida) both with
most complete success. I today
broke the chills upon one of my negro men, (who is a regular chill subject,)
with the berries, without using any other remedy whatever.
My
plan of administering is to commence about six or eight hours before the
expected time of the paroxysm, and administer (to an adult) five or six berries
every hour until the time for the return of the chills has passed.
I have also succeeded admirably with a strong decoction of the bark.
Respectfully,
H. D. G.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2,
c. 5
Economical.—The
Vicksburg Whig notices a favor sent to that office by a lady as follows:
A
great curiosity was sent us by Mrs. Blanchard.
It is a "model economical candle," sixty yards long and it is
said will burn six hours each night for six months, and all that light at a cost
of about fifty cents. It is made by
taking one pound of beeswax and three-fourths of a pound of rosin, and melting
them together; then take about four threads of slack twisted cotton for a wick,
and draw it about three times through the melted wax and rosin and wind it in a
ball; pull the end up above the ball and light it, and you have a very good
candle. Ours is very fancifully
wound on a corn cob, and makes a pretty ornament.
The curious can see it at our office.
Mrs.
Blanchard deserves a premium for the invention in times like these, when candles
are scarce and dear.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2, c. 5
Richmond Items.
From the Examiner.]
A very
interesting and imposing scene was presented at Centerville last Wednesday, in
the presentation by Gov. Letcher of regimental colors to a number of Virginia
regiments. The presentation was
accompanied by appropriate remarks by the Governor
and responses by the officers commanding. Gens.
Johnston, Beauregard, and the other high officers of the divisions, were present
with their staffs. The fine and
soldierly appearance of the regiments was the remark of all who were present. Those flags are destined to be historic.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2,
c. 6
The
following items we copy from the San Antonio Herald, of the 19th
ult.:
We
doubt whether any market in the State presents a better supply of vegetables
than ours. Roasting ears, snap
beans, green peas, asparagus, lettuce, cabbage, beans, onions, beets, potatoes,
cantelopes [sic], melons, squashes, etc., etc., are as abundant as in
mid-winter.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
Onions! Onions!
10 Bbls. fine Red Onions. They
are fine with Beefsteak, and very scarce! Don't
wait, but come to the Arcade!
M. C. Cayce & Son.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 3,
c. 1
Evening
Markets.—We are authorized by Mayor Park to announce that to-morrow, and
hereafter until further notice, the markets in both market houses will commence
at four o'clock in the evening and continue until eight o'clock, and there will
be no morning markets. This will be
a convenient arrangement for our citizens generally.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 7, 1861, p. 3,
c. 1
The
Zouaves.—The performance of this famous company was well attended last night,
and the audience had a lively representation of the kind that has often beguiled
the French soldier of his weariness and trouble, when serving under the walls of
Sebastopol. The singing of the
Marseillaise by Gauthier, was pronounced excellent.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 8, 1861, p. 2,
c. 2
Another
Want Supplied.—The Richmond Whig says:
"The Treasury Department of the Confederate government was much
embarrassed in its financial operations, some weeks ago, by the scarcity of bank
note paper, and the first issue of treasury notes, it will be remembered, was
printed on very flimsy paper—the best that could be obtained at that time.
Subsequently supplies of silk paper were obtained from the North.
The Department is now independent of the manufacturers in Old Abe's
dominions, the Franklin Paper Mill Company of this city having commenced to make
bank note paper of a quality equal to any heretofore used."
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 8, 1861, p. 3, c. 4
Letter from
Centerville.
[Special Correspondence of the Appeal.]
Centerville, October 30, 1861.
A long
straggling street, with dilapidated houses at considerable intervals, the
roadway very much obstructed by rocks—the primitive granitic bowlders [sic]
cropping out at the surface here and there—(I am not quite sure that my
geological terminology is O.K., but ni'importe), camps all around, horses
hitched to every rail of the tumble-down fences, Confederate flags displayed in
all directions, camps again, soldiers galloping up and down, soldiers lounging
about, small specimens of "peculiar institution," otherwise
"contraband of war" peddling chickens and chestnuts, a good deal of
gold lace and red shirt, a few more camps, seen by glimpses afar off—such is
Centerville at the present moment of writing.
As we entered it last night, coming from Manassas by the road across
Blackburn's Ford, the village and its surroundings looked, in the darkness, like
some vast crowded city, the camp-fires and tent-lanterns simulating the vistas
of gas-light, as London looks from Primrose Hill or Naples from the hights [sic]
of Posilipo after nightfall. Indeed,
I could not dispel the illusion even after I had alighted from the saddle, and I
dropped to sleep wearied enough and glad to accept a pallet in a tent, with the
idea that the light of morning would reveal a great metropolis with its domes
and steeples, and interminable ramifications of streets as far as eye could
reach.
When
morning came and reveille had sounded, the scene presented was anything but
metropolitan, although quite as striking as that of the finest city in the old
or new world. The sun, which your
correspondent ordinarily permits to rise before him, was streaming over a wide
expanse of country as he looked forth from the East, and bringing out in their
full effect the gorgeous lines of autumn, as painted by the frost upon forests
near at hand and wooded mountains in the distance. Dotting the magnificent landscape everywhere were the white
tents of the army of the Potomac. A
soft haze hung like a gauzy vail [sic] over all, and straight upward into the
still, frosty air rose the blue wreaths of smoke from a hundred log-fires.
Along the nearest road, stretching for a mile and a half in full sight
toward the Stone Bridge, the road made memorable by the rout of the 21st
of July, files of wagons and ambulances were coming slowly toward the village.
The remote outline of the Blue Ridge, rendered just a little indistinct
by the hazy atmosphere, gave a background to the picture that harmonized with
its general character, which was that of quiet rural beauty. Never was a picture o f war so peaceful—never was a region
which seemed like a dream of peace so full of warlike images and suggestions. .
. .
A most
impressive and inspiring spectacle was witnessed here this afternoon in the
presentation of flags to the Virginia regiments in the army of the Potomac.
About 3 o'clock the several brigades, composing the Virginia forces under
Gen. Johnston, began to move toward the spot chosen for the ceremony.
The air was balmy, the sky a tender blue, the sunshine just that rich
golden flood which, like the imagination of the poet, converts all it rests upon
into splendor. Over the
gently rising hills came the compact columns, with the precision of veterans,
their bayonets throwing off diamond points of light, their bands filling the air
with inspiring music. The Governor
of Virginia attended by Col. Geo. W. Munsford, the Secretary of the State
government, Col. J. M. Bennett, the first Auditor, and others, was present to
deliver the flags, and around him, upon the parapet of one of the
fortifications, were gathered all the distinguished leaders of our army, whose
names are on the lips of the whole country—Johnston, Beauregard, G. W. Smith,
Van Dorn, Kirby Smith, Stuart, Elzey—here was a brilliant assemblage of
generals, and with them were the gentlemen in the staff of each, fine looking
young fellows, among whom was the Prince de Polignac, the volunteer aid of
Beauregard. When the regiments had
all been drawn up within hearing, the Governor advanced to the edge of the
parapet and addressed them in a few remarks full of force and feeling.
He thanked them in the name of the Commonwealth for the steady courage
with which they had sustained the ancient fame of Virginia on the bloody fields
of Bull's Run and Manassas. Turning
then to the colonels of the regiments, fourteen in number, who stood at his
side, he gave into the hands of each a flag, with the injunction to preserve it
from dishonor, varying the expression in each instance with a happy reference to
the portion of the State which the officer represented.
The responses of the colonels were pithy and cordial.
That of Col. Corse, commanding the 17th Virginia regiment,
from Alexandria, was especially affecting.
"I
give you this battle flag," said the Governor to him, "go and redeem
your city."
I
cannot presume to report his reply, spoken as it was, in a voice faltering with
emotion, and every word eloquent with the "abundance of the heart."
Suffice it to say that the gallant colonel promised, with the help of
heaven in a righteous cause, and supported by the brave 17th, to
plant the ensign of Virginia yet upon the hights [sic] of Alexandria.
There were old men on that parapet whose eyes were moist as this pledge
was given, nor was the impression weakened when regiment after regiment came
forward to salute its colors and marched away with them in the purple sunset.
The whole scene was one to dwell in the memory of all who witnessed it.
To-morrow
we are to have a grand review.
The
facilities of mail detention are such between this point and all the
world elsewhere that I know not when this letter will reach you, but I send it
in the hope that it will not be devoid of interest when received.
Dixie.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 9, 1861, p. 1, c. 1
Letter from Virginia.
Leesburg, October 29, 1861.
Editors
Appeal: As anticipated, continual
exposure, fatigue and unrest, have at last laid me upon the "sick
list," and at this moment I am sore in every bone.
Truly, in these exciting times our medical men have more than enough to
do, and nothing under a broken head, seems worthy of their time and
attendance—hence fever and chills, and headache, etc., etc., are far below
par, and if complaining, you have to trust to luck for medicine and advice.
Undoubtedly
our army physicians have been worked both day and night, nevertheless they seem
remarkably cheerful amid their labors, and handle the knife with great skill,
and coolness, but the "surgery" for the past few days has presented an
awful sight indeed, and such was the terrible spectacle presented that it can
never be effaced from the memory of those unfortunately called within its
precincts. Arms and legs, and hands
and feet were strewn around in tubs, while the ghastly victims lay unconscious
under the influence of chloroform or ether.
Surgeons, with crimsoned hands and garments, stood knife in hand, while
their shirt sleeves were red with the blood of friend and foe—all
indiscriminately receiving attention, and every possible care and comfort being
bestowed upon them. Yet, where were
our ministers and priests? Friend
and foe were gasping in death side by side—neighboring graves sheltered
both—yet, except the slow, solemn tap of the muffled drum, at morn and eve,
nought was seen to indicate that the dead and dying were Christian souls, and
worthy of Christian attention. But
let it not be supposed for an instant, dear sirs, that our hospitals were
totally deserted by ministering spirits. The
ladies—heaven ever bless them!—were ever present, both day and night, and
nothing that kindness, compassion, care or commiseration might suggest was left
undone by their angelic hands. Old and young, rich and poor—all, nay every
one, vied to render kindness and comfort to us, while nearly every house was
thrown open, to receive the fatigued and famished soldiery, continually marching
to and fro, both day and night. May
heaven bless the kind, good ladies of Leesburg, and may the race prove numerous
as they are good, and kind, and warm hearted, for if ever Troy or Sparta evinced
love of country and true devotion to liberty, the women of Leesburg far surpass
them. Everything seemed to be
accounted and used in common!—blankets, even, were torn from their beds to
convey the dead and dying from the field; while everything the house might have
was instantly bestowed for the comfort and use of the southern boys.
As mothers or wives, or maidens, these ladies are incomparable.
With fathers, husbands, or children already in the field, they have made
every sacrifice for the good of our cause, and having given away everything in
the world, they resort to the bedside of the sick and wounded, and with tears,
or words of comfort, do all things that thoughtfulness and compassion can
suggest. Could I write praises in
letters of gold, my efforts would fall far short of their transcendant [sic]
merits. "Praise, sir,"
said one in tears to me, "is useless!" we have but tried to do our
part as nobly as you have done yours!
Mississippi and Virginia are bound together in the noble cause, with
stronger ties than words—they have both gallantly fought and died, and are
fast united in ties of blood.
We
received a visit a few days since from Rev. C. K. Marshall, who superintends
business for our Mississippi regiments at Manassas and Warrenton—there being a
large and comfortable hospital for us at the latter place, costing almost
$50,000! In truth, it seems our
brave old State has not forgotten us, but amply provided all things for our use
and comfort. Mr. Marshall is doing
good work for the soldiers, and informs me that subscriptions in cotton
for the use of the sick and wounded, are coming in liberally.
I know for a fact, however, that the reverend gentleman has not waited
for subscriptions in these trying times, but has drawn largely upon his own
resources; having expended hundreds upon hundreds of dollars for our care and
comfort. May heaven bless him, say
all. Cotton is a good mode of
subscription, however, as Mr. Marshall informs me he can sell instantly for
cash, in Richmond. . . .
Allow
me to remain yours,
T. E. C.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 9, 1861, p. 2, c. 7
A Profitable Experiment.
A planter in South Carolina, being forced by the necessities of the times
to husband his resources, went to work with a will, and after experimenting,
gives the following as the result of his labors in a new channel.
Let others profit by his example, if they would be independent.
Near Grahamville, S. C.}
October 30, 1861.
}
Messrs. E. C. Wade & Co.:
I send
you by to-day's train five bales of hay of my own growth. On Wednesday last I put seven hands to pulling grass.
They pulled, I think, about six thousand pounds of dried grass.
Of this I had some seven hundred pounds of crowfoot, which was low and
pulled up by the roots. The balance
was green crab grass, which broke off from one to two feet above the ground, and
which you will find very clear of dirt, roots, etc.
I find
a hand can pull about four hundred pounds per day of crow-foot, and two thousand
pounds of crab grass, by letting them break off only the tops, (which seems the
best parts.)
On
Thursday I pulled with my whole force on this plantation, (Turkey Hill,) and if
we get three more fair days (say by Saturday night next) I hope to have four
hundred bales altogether of hay, as good as the best I send you—each bale
weighing five hundred pounds net. I
mean to say I expect to have that quantity cured and stacked.
The
blessed blockade, if it only lasts long enough, will have been the means of
opening a new epoch in the history of southern farming.
Two
months ago I would have given away cheerfully, to any one, all the grass I
had—I did not value it at all, because before I opened my fields to my stock
the frost had always destroyed it. All
the corn, cotton, fodder, peas and potatoes grown on this place will not exceed
ten thousand dollars. Experiments
and calculations recently made, have satisfied me that if I had commenced curing
hay three months ago, I should, from it alone, have realized, valuing it at one
dollar and twenty-five cents per hundred lbs., over thirty thousand dollars.
The value of corn and cotton sinks into insignificance in comparison.
I take it, Yankeedom will never more sell much hat at the South.
Please
write me as soon as possible and let me know the faults of preparation, if any,
before I pack or gather any more.
Very truly, and in haste,
W. F. Robert.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 9, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
New Memphis Theater
W. C.
Thompson............................................................Manager.
Last
Night and Farewell Benefit of the
Inkermann Zouaves!
A grand and entirely new bill, Fencing with the Bayonet, Light Infantry School and Bayonet Exercise.
Saturday Evening
Nov. 9, 1861.
Will be exhibited
Malakoff!
A grand Military Pantomime, in three tableaux arranged by the Zouaves.
Bayonet Exercise!
A Military Episode of the Crimean War, entitled
Soldiers and Boarders!
Song....................................................................................It
is Not Lost.
Marseillaise.........................................................................By
Zouave Frederic.
To conclude with
Sergeant and Corporal!
A Comic Opera, in one Act.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 9, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
"Commercial
Hotel"
Hair Dressing Saloon!
We beg to inform our friends and the public in general, that we have
opened the above Saloon in splendid style, where lovers of a good Shave,
fashionable Hair Cut and Shampoo, can always be accommodated.
John Hesburg,
William Borg,
(Late of Worsham House and Eldorado Barber Shops.)
Under Commercial Hotel,
Jefferson street.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 9, 1861, p. 2,
c. 7
A
Substitute for Quinine.—Last week we published the following in reference to a
substitute for quinine:
"It
is said a Mr. Dance, of Texas, has made quinine from a tree common to our
southern forest. The Houston
(Texas) Telegraph thinks it was made from the prickly ash.
In its taste it has the same long, lingering, bitter sensation that
quinine leaves."
The
tree alluded to above is the button willow or elbow wood, and can be found upon
most any of the branches in this county. It
bears a ball something like a sweet gum, and when in bloom, in the summer, the
ball is white. The Rev. A. R.
Scarborough, who is a relative of Mr. Dance, informs us that he has been using
it in his family with great success for the last week or ten days.
Mr. S. gives us the following directions for preparing and using it:
Take half a gallon of the bark of the tree, to which add one gallon of
water, and boil it down; in order to get the full strength of the bark, it would
be best to add another gallon of water, and boil it down the second time, until
you leave only about a pint of the liquid; then take two table spoonsfull to the
dose. Or, if you prefer it, you can
boil it down to a syrup and make it into pills.
From
the manner in which it is recommended, we have no doubt it will answer the
purpose of quinine. For further
information on this subject, we refer our readers to Mr.
Scarborough.—Livingston (Ala.) Banner.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p.
1, c. 3
Coffee.—In
these war times it is quite an object to make economical investments in this
article, but aside from this, the coffee that you can make from this recipe will
be found far superior to the very best you can get anywhere, either North or
South, and those who give it a fair trial will be unwilling to go back even to
the best Java.
Take
sweet potatoes and after peeling them, cut them up into small pieces about the
size of the joint in your little finger, dry them either in the sun or by the
fire, (sun dried probably the best,) and then parch and grind the same as
coffee. Take two-thirds of this to
one-third of coffee to a making.
Try
it, not particularly for the economy, but for its superiority over any coffee
you ever tasted.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p.
2, c. 2
The
Tuscaloosa (Ala.) Monitor announces that the large cotton factory at that
place, which has been suspended for eighteen months, will soon be again in full
operation. So much for the
blockade.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p. 2, c. 5
Letter from
Centerville.
[Special Correspondence of the Appeal.]
Centerville, Va., November 2, 1861.
A
furious storm of wind and rain set in here last night about ten o'clock, and is
now raging with unabated violence, sweeping across the country in sheets of
water, and filling the road with the broken limbs of trees. A more cheerless spectacle than is presented from the window
of the house which shelters your correspondent from the blast, could not be
imagined. Fully one-half the tents
are blown down in the encampments. The
vidette, stationed a hundred yards up the road, paces up and down his
wet, weary beat in the mud, the most moist and melancholy individual I have ever
seen, except the sentry who keeps guard immediately in front of the house, it
being the headquarters of a general of division.
I look across the dreary fields through the dripping branches, and think
of the poor, lonely pickets, four or five miles away, with some of whom I had a
symposium last night while the first flurry of the tempest was shaking the
canvas overhead, and the thickly falling drops were just beginning to ooze
through and make things damp and unpleasant.
Alas! poor soldiers, where
be your gibes now, your flashes of merriment, your songs of the ride and the
bivouac? And then I turn from the
window, as ennuye as Tenneyson's Miss Mariana in the moated grange, and
look around for something to amuse me withal in the house itself.
Ha! there is a library in a
corner secretary. I examine it. By
their books ye shall know them. Family
evidently most excellent and pious people, but such people do not always collect
the most entertaining volumes for a rainy day.
The Southern Methodist Pulpit, with portraits in steel engraving of many
eminent and eloquent divines—Life of Bascom—Life of Summerfield—no one
respects the followers of Wesley more highly than "Dixie," but these
books are not to his unregenerate taste on this dismal occasion.
Reading clearly, will not answer. Shall
we inspect the works of art on the walls? Here
are family pictures, very long, after Vandyke, to critise which would be an
impertinence, and yonder is a pale Beatrice Cenci, shad of Guido!
in a green dress; think of the Cenci in a green barege!!
and over there is a French print of Holyrood palace, Edinburg—all f which must
have greatly amazed the connoisseurs and newspaper reporters and members
of the Yankee Congress, and northern belles who sojourned in this house on the
20th and 21st of July, while the cannonade was sounding
beyond the Stone Bridge, and the dense cloud of smoke and dust was rising in the
distance. For the owner of the
mansion tells me he was honored by the calls of these miscellaneous followers of
McDowell's grand army, bringing with them their hampers of provisions and
baskets of champagne, and he says moreover that the last of them was glad enough
to run off in pretty much such a storm on the 22d of July as is now howling out
of doors. As so I get back to the
rain and wind again, the sold consoling reflection connected with which is that
it will most probably strand some of the ships of Lincoln's armada, and the sole
resource against which in the house, is in scribbling you this letter.
Two
days ago we had a fine review of Gov. Letcher, of the Virginia forces in the
army of the Potomac, in the morning of four regiments of cavalry under Gen.
Stuart, in the afternoon of fourteen regiments of infantry under Gen. T. J.
Jackson. The day was superb and the
show most brilliant. Three
excellent military bands accompanied each a separate brigade, and there were
four batteries of artillery. The
troops bore their new regimental colors and seemed proud of them, and their
whole bearing gave promise that they would behave as gallantly in the next
engagement as they did at Blackburn's Ford and on Manassas Plains.
I went
yesterday to the battlefield, and spent three hours in riding over it with a
large party, in which were several officers who were actively engaged in the
conflict. One of them was an aid of
Gen. Beauregard and had in his pocket a copy of his official report, which he
read to us as we proceeded from point to point, thus unfolding the whole
progress of the fight in the clearest manner.
There is nothing new to be said or written of Manassas, nor could I hope
to interest your readers with any description of the field as it now appears.
The Henry House bears all the marks of the terrible havoc that was made
around it; the hides and skeletons of the horses still mark the exact spots
where the Sherman and Ricketts' batteries were taken; the trees are scarred with
the shot and shell which were poured into them; on every hand are graves which
attest the carnival of death held there; but despite all these evidences of
carnage and the little monument erected where the gallant Bartow fell I could
not realize, standing on that deserted plain, in the mild Indian summer morning,
that North and South were at deadly war and that here had been fought from dawn
till sunset one of the bloodiest battles in modern history.
I listened with so much attention to the official report as read aloud by
the intelligent colonel, that I dare say I might write out from memory a pretty
fair synopsis of it, but this would be an unwarrantable liberty. The report is not to be published till the war is over, and
anything that may appear purporting to be its substance will be without
authority.
Heavy
firing in the direction of Evansport was distinctly heard here yesterday, but if
an engagement has begun there, the storm of today will arrest it.
From officers who have entered the room since I commenced writing I hear
that the belief gains ground hourly of an attack early next week.
Nous verrons.
Dixie.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p.
2, c. 5
Accident
to a Texan.—The Clarksville Chronicle of the 8th, records
the accidental death, by drowning, of one of the Texan soldiers who came to that
city by river. After the boat had
landed, it is supposed, he endeavored to pass from it to the wharf-boat, and the
night being dark, he fell between them, into the river.
He was heard struggling and calling for help for some time, but no skiff
or yawl could be got to him. The
man's name, we are told, was Farrett, and he was from Harrison county, Texas.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p.
2, c. 5
The
ladies of Clarksville, Tenn., presented the Texas regiment a timely gift, while
at that place. Nearly all the
soldiers were supplied with comfortable woolen gloves, and a number with good
blankets.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
Sewing Machines!
Repaired, and new parts furnished, if necessary, no matter who made the
Machine. We repair all kinds.
We have Needles to fit Howe's, Taggerty's, Ladd & Webster's, Grover
& Baker's, Singer's, Wheeler & Wilson's, Willcox & Finkle's and
Lyon's.
Clocks
repaired.
Watches
repaired.
Jewelry
and Silverware repaired.
We are
giving more attention than ever to all kinds of repairs, having but little else
at present to do.
J. E. Merriman & Co.
MEMPHIS DAILY APPEAL [MEMPHIS, TN], November 10, 1861, p. 2, c. 8
Southern
Nurseries!
Grand Junction, Tenn.
Evergreens, Strawberry Plants, including the famous Wilson's Seedling,
and all other varieties. The finest
lot of Apple Trees, three years growth, ever seen in any country. All kinds of Peaches, Plums, Apricots, Cherries, etc.
Orders
left at the store of J. E. Merriman & Co., 253 Main street, or sent by mail,
will receive prompt attention. Cash
payments required in all instances.
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