Mobile Register
June 23, 1861
Page 2
Letter
from Pensacola
[From Our Own
Correspondent]
Pensacola, Friday night,
June 21
There
were some incidents of the review yesterday, I omitted. After the parade had been dismissed, and the
troops about retiring to their respective quarters, Col. Judson, commanding at
this point, rode up to Capt. Homer, of the State Artillery, and complimented
him on the fine appearance of his battery and men, in the name of Gen. Bragg,
saying it reminded him of the ditty “of a little more grape, Captain Bragg.” The compliment was truly appreciated, and the
company went through the parade routine in gallant style, by—action, front;
battery, left about; a prologue to fire, retiring; left battery halt, ____ fire
by half battery retiring; close intervals, half distance. These manoeuvres
were the talk of the town, and as a Mobilian, no
member of that proud company left more rejoiced than my humble self.
About
three o’clock Gen. Bragg
visited the camp of the Continentals, and assured Capt. Homer and his officers,
their slightest battle wants should be supplied. He told them that when he first entered Mexico, his
famous battery and men bore no comparison to the Continentals and that they
should have cartridges and balls in abundance to perfect their already splendid
organization. The General was introduced
by General Molloy to the officers as Captain
Bragg—a joke relished by all. To
prove to Capt. Homer that the General was not unmindful of his yesterday’s
promise, this morning Capt. Girardieu, of Ordnance
Department, was in camp, to note and furnish any requisition Captain Homer
chose to make. This evening at __ o’clock the company with their rifle pieces
in battery on the plaza, was firing at an anchored target, a distance of __
miles. This said their balls can be
thrown to the opposite shore, a distance of four miles.
Our
folks below are again practicing with the ____ batteries. Their shots, yesterday, I am informed, were
creditable in the highest degree as their shells burnt in full view of the Niagara frigate, laying about three miles distant from
the target. I wish to God they’d make a
target of her big, black hull.
From
the number of tents stretched on Rosa
Island, out Yankee
friends must have quitted, for a measure, their holes in Fort Pickens,
to air and cool their sweltering carcasses.
The
Advertiser this morning brought us full northern accounts of the battle of Bethel; they improve by
every arrival—but still there wasn’t enough killed. I have read several amusing incidents
connected with the fight—but none over which I laughed more heartily than the
ruse of the Zouave in whose knapsack was found a
letter addressed to a friend in New York, requesting an advance of two hundred
dollars on some negroes and horses he had stolen from the rebels, saying he’d
find a purchaser in a few days, and return the amount with big interest. The
roguish rascal—he own[s] negroes and horses!
From
the Observer, of this evening, I send the following paragraph:
The
Hon. J. L. Pugh, ex member of Congress, Hon. E. C. Bullock, late Commissioner
from the State of Alabama to the Florida convention, Lieut. Butt, Pioneer
Guards, and H. R. Shorter, W. G. Shadrach, D. W. Bain and T. M. Kennar, who have had charge of the Confederate States steamer
Time, have been transferred to the military quarters at Barrancas,
and the boat placed in charge of Lieut. Raney, C. S. N., and twelve marines.
Mr.
Chas. LeBaron, of Mobile, arrived in last night’s train. He will remain a few days in this, his native
city.
Gen.
McCoy returns home tonight.