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Sandy Hook, Md.

August 23rd - September 2nd 1861.
Harper's Ferry by Charles Roundy
Illustration of Harper's Ferry by Charles Roundy


Harper's Ferry & John Brown

     Sandy Hook is across the river and down a mile from Harper's Ferry.  When they moved to this place August 23rd, the soldiers of the 13th Mass could not help but think of John Brown and his famous raid on that town in October, 1859, just two years earlier.  It was a place worth seeing and writing about in letters home.  Here is Charles Roundy's account of events.

         To attempt to tell of the causes of the Civil War and why we left our peaceful homes to become soldiers would be incomplete if we left out the name of slavery's bitterest enemy - John Brown.  In Kansas he fought and his sons with him to make Kansas a free state, his life was devoted to blotting out the curse of slavery - he saw one of his sons murdered by ruffians set on by slave-holders.

     His schemes to free the slaves were wild and without reason,  But underlying all, and all laws opposed to him - He was Right.  he was called a crazy fanatic, and all the other names that go to discredit a reformer, willing to give up life itself for its ideal. -

     - So also were our forefathers called when they rebelled against the might of Old England - Rebels - Traitors, and undutiful Children.

     In October 1859 he, with a band of seventeen men - camping among the mountain caves along the Potomac and in Virginia, decided to sieze the United States Arsenal at Harper's Ferry, Virginia, and secure the muskets stored there and arm the slaves and thus have them help to secure their own freedom,  like all such reformers he was an intensely religious man and believed what he was doing was Right in the sight of his God.

      There was no sense in the plan for the Whole Country was bound hand and foot by laws, to Keep the black man a slave, and even hunt him down and return him to his owner should he escape.

     John Brown would have died in his tracks before he would uphold or help sustain such a law.  

      He and his men siezed the Arsenal at Harper's Ferry.

     The brick fire engine house, located in the yard of the arsenal had a bell in its belfry, and when the bell was rung it was to be a signal for the slaves to rise and arm themselves from the Arsenal, and John Brown was to march at the head of his army and free the slaves and blot out slavery.


Illustration of the fight at John Brown's Fort

 The plan failed utterly - John Brown and his men were captured by a company of United States Marines commanded by Robert E. Lee,  they were taken to Charlestown, Virginia, eight miles distant and John Brown - Cook and some others were hung amidst the greatest excitement and intense bitterness towards any one who dared speak against slavery -

     In my Company was a man who knew every secret hiding place in the mountains around Harper's Ferry and Maryland Heights and it was whispered that he had beeen one of John Brown's men who had escaped capture,  he would point out places where he had been with Brown's band -  his name was Ledra Coolidge, a quiet, earnest sort of man.


     The world thought John Brown a disturber - a crazy man, a lunatic - but Wendell Phillips when he looked down into John Brown's grave said "he has abolished slavery."

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 The Regiment moves to Sandy Hook  

From "Three Years in the Army" by Charles E. Davis, jr.; Boston, Estes & Lauriat, 1894:

     Friday, Aug. 23. Marched from Broad Run to Sandy Hook, fifteen miles, and camped about two miles back from the Potomac River.  Co. I was detached and sent to the river, opposite Harper’s Ferry, to guard the ford at that point.

    While at Sandy Hook we received the hats and uniform coats issued to us by the State, and which were forwarded by express.  The coat was much too heavy, with the thermometer in the eighties.  It was made with long skirts, and when fitting the wearer was not a bad-appearing garment; but as very few of them did fit, our personal appearance was not improved. They were made large in front, to meet an abnormal expansion of chest. Until we grew to them, it was a handy place to stow some of the contents of our knapsack. The hats were neither useful nor ornamental. They were made of black felt, high-crowned, with a wide rim turned up on one side, and fastened to the crown by a brass shield representing an eagle with extended wings, apparently screaming with holy horror at so base an employment. On the front of he crown was a brass bugle containing the figure 13. Now it so happened that the person who selected the sizes was under the impression that every man from Massachusetts had a head like Daniel Webster – a mistake that caused most of us much trouble, inasmuch as newspapers were in great demand to lessen the diameter of the crown.  Those of us who failed to procure newspapers made use of our ears to prevent its falling on our shoulders. As will be seen later on, they mysteriously disappeared.

    Remained in camp at this place until September 2d, with the usual routine of camp duties. The farmers soon discovered we were flush with money, and raised the price of watermelons from two cents apiece to twenty-five cents.  Butter, eggs, and other luxuries were displayed before the patriotic sons of Massachusetts, and many there were who were beguiled of their money, and some there were, I am afraid, who evened up by forgetting to pay; but, as Mr. Kipling says, that is another story.    


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Letters of James Ramsey, Company E

The March to Sandy Hook

                                    Sandy Hook. Aug. 24th 1861

                         Dear Mother.

                                                I am very well I am perfectly contented now.  When I wrote to you last I was about 8 miles further up the river but last Tuesday we had orders to go to Washington we marched to head-quarters at Sharpsburg and joined the regiment that afternoon, next evening we started for Boonsborough where we encamped till next morning and then marched to Middletown a distance of 23 miles from Sharpsburg we encamped about 3 miles from Middletown at a place called Broad Run on the road to Sandy Hook over night next morning we started for Sandy Hook a distance of 12 miles where we are now encamped.  We traveled a distance of about 38 miles to go to a place about 8 miles from where we were before. When the regiment started I had a sort of a disentery but now I am entirely well.  We heard that there was a report that some of our regiment was taken prisoners but the report is false we are all save and well. Yesterday I had a good view of Harpers Ferry from across the river.  I saw the government buildings that were burnt. I do not think that it is much of a place.  It is quite small for a town. It is a splendid view from the mountains. It resembles the picture in the geography some.  We are encamped where the twelth was encamped it is a splendid place.  I cannot think of much to write now. I must bid you good by.  Give my love to all, kiss Bertie for me.  I have not received but two letters since I have been from home. Last Monday we were paid 5 dollars

                                    Good by from your

                                                Son James.

P.S.  Do you get my letters with the old postage stamps on write and tell me soon.

P.S.  By the way I direct most of the letters for the men.


Running Messages

                                    Sandy Hook Sept. 1st 1861

 Dear Mother

                                    I am very well.  I thought I would write to you although I have not received a letter from you since I got the boxes.  I received Ella’s letter day before yesterday she wrote that you was a going to write and that you had sent a paper.  I have received no paper.  When you write next I wish that you would send me some new stamps in the letter. I am all out and cannot buy any.  When I wrote to you last I was in Pleasant Valley but our company was sent to the village of Sandy Hook to act as a telegraph between the companies at Sandy Hook opposite Harpers ferry and head quarters.  It takes half of the company every day. I was on yesterday and last night, we stand at our posts six hours at a time, we run with messages from our posts to the next and he runs to the next man and so on till the message gets through.  I run with four messages yesterday morning.  I did not have to run in the night, about midnight I saw a blue rocket in Virginia towards the south east near morning  some sentinels saw a red one and then a green one towards the south west probably they were signals of the rebels.  Our quarters are situated on the canal at one of the locks, this morning. I had a ride on one of the canal boats while it passed through the lock.  A canal boat does not look any thing like the pictures I have seen of them. By the way the canal is the Ohio and Chesapeake canal.  At the time of writing this letter I am sitting in the shade of an oak tree between the canal and the Potomac river on the toe path.  In front is the Virginia bank of he Potomac the river at this place is full of rapids. I am near the gap in the mountains, on my right hand it Harpers ferry the parts I can see is principally dwelling houses and one church that sets on the hill, the river at that place makes a curve towards the north west and the mountains in Maryland hide the rest of Harpers ferry from my view.  I did not seem to like the place when I wrote to you before but now I have formed a very different idea of the place since I went up the river that night and saw the government buildings about half of he works are burnt. I should think they extended about an eight of a mile along the bank of the river the parts that remain perfect are very handsome, since  I have seen some of Harpers ferry I call it the handsomest town that I have ever seen.  Charles Gardner and Joseph Halstrick are both well.  Give my love to all kiss Hugh for me.

                        Good bye from
                                    Your son.
                                                James. 

Dear sister Ella

                                                I thought I would answer that letter you sent to me the other day.  I am glad that you take an interest in me to write to me once and a while and I will try and answer them if I can.  Tell mother I have got all of he letters and boxes she has sent to me.  I am sorry to hear that John McCrillis has run away.  I know if he goes to war he will repent it. Yesterday when I was on guard I saw two little boys about four years old playing horse with sticks and it put me in mind of Hugh and that they were seeing the happiest days of their life.  Last night some of companie I’s men went over to Virginia and took two men and three horses.  It is about half after one when I had written about half of mothers letter I was called to dinner we had bean soup and hard bisket for dinner.  I expect to go to meeting this afternoon to hear our chaplain he is a very nice man he is liked by all of the men he looks out for their earthly well fare as well as their spiritual welfare you must excuse that spelling.  The Col. says we will all be home in three months.

             Give my love to all

                                    Good bye from your
                                                Brother
                                                            James.


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Letters printed in the Westboro Transcript.

The Westborough Public Library has copies of the local newspaper, 'The Westboro Transcript' on microfilm for the dates December 22, 1860 - January 10, 1863.  These letter transcriptions come from that paper.

Edwin Smith, Company K, Wounded

Westboro Transcript (date unknown, probably Sept. 4, 1861)

     Tuesday, Aug. 20, orders to break camp and go to Harper’s Ferry.  Some thought the destination was ‘Richmond,’ some Sandy Hook, some thought the first step forward was back to Boston, though no one knows why?  No order came to start.

     Next afternoon Wednesday, 21st we commenced a long march to Boonesboro, (rain in short skirmishes).

     Next morning, 18 miles to Frederick to join Banks.  Most Mass. boys had never seen such splendid scenery, (over the Blue Ridge), at Middletown a messenger gave an order to go to Sandy Hook so they had to retrace their steps!  Marched ‘til evening.  Stopped at Broad Run.

     Saturday, Co. K ordered to join Co. I at Sandy Hook 3 miles from camp to guard the fords and prevent supplies from crossing the river.  Stayed in abandoned (town) houses.  Co. I was earlier fired upon by stray rebel horsemen.

     “In the evening (of the day of our arrival) our unripe experience led us to mistake the glistening of the moonbeams upon the windows of church opposite for the camp lights of the enemy.  We fired a volley into it which made work for the glaziers according to the report of the startled villagers the next morning.”

     “From certain signals seen and information brought over by citizens, Capt. Schriber of Co. I was led to expect an attack and sent to camp for re-inforcements.  Accordingly the remaining Companies of the regt. with 3 Pa. Companies from Knoxville came down and were all distributed along the bank of the river to prevent any possible invasion.  A fruitless alarm as this was should have ended well; but it was attended with a casualty which added fearfully to the excitement ‘and cast a deep gloom over Co. K. – Private Edwin Smith ‘of ours’ was sent up to the lookout to learn what observations he had made.  As he approached the sentry in the darkness, the latter without challenging, discharged successively his rifle and pistol at him.  The rifle ball grazed the wrist and passed through the arm near the shoulder.  At first amputation was thought to be necessary; but the glad tidings now come to us from the hospital that the patient is out of danger.  Vigilant sentinels could discern no further signs of the enemy and when morning came the reinforcements retired.”

     On Monday the 26th, a squad of Co. K men under Lt. Bacon crossed the river and hoisted an American Flag upon the staff at the ruined arsenal, where it still waves, to the great wrath of the remaining secessionist inhabitants of the well-nigh deserted place.

     Families are daily moving across the river with their goods bound for the interior of Maryland and the north.  They represent the rebels to be exercising dominant power over all the inhabitants, impressing into the rebel army all who from want of means are unable to leave and they fear they will soon occupy the place in strong numbers.

     Our companies are now engaged in putting our position in the best possible state of defense.  Canon are to be placed upon the mountains.  The fords in the upper river destroyed, rifle pits dug, and river craft taken possession of.  Scouting parties daily up and down the river daily for this purpose adding greatly to the interest and pleasurable excitement of being stationed here.

     The 13th Regt. can truly consider it no small feather in its cap that to it, is assigned the honor of defending so important and dangerous a post. 

     But at this moment the drum rolls out, the diner call, sounding so loud in my ears that this lengthy letter must give way and allow me to subscribe myself.

Yours for the War-


     Sadly Edwin Smith never recovered from his wound.  Sergeant Austin Stearns wrote in his memoirs Three Years with Company K,"They took Smith down to the Regiment, after which he was sent to the hospital at Baltimore.  He lingered about two years, dying from the effect of the wound.  He was the first man of the Regiment hit by a bullet."

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Letter from Company I.

      This letter alludes to the rivalry between the Boston Companies (The 4th Battalion)  & the companies from the country towns.

Westboro Transcript, Co. I

(Not sure of date ,The events described would place it about  Sept. 3. 1861- B. Forbush)

A member of Co. I., 13th Regiment M.V. now at Harper’s Ferry, writes to a friend in Marlboro relative to the fare and treatment of Col. Leonard’s command :-

     “We are all well, with one exception, - wounded.  Since the first three or four days we have got along finely for food.  To satisfy you that we are not starving, I assure you that on leaving home I weighed one hundred and seventy-four pounds; yesterday I weighted one hundred and ninety pounds avorrdapoise ! and can sleep as well now on a pile of rocks as on  a feathered bed.

     The 4th Battalion are not used any better than the other companies, and, perhaps, not as well as Co. I, which undoubtedly stands at the head of the Regiment as the best company. 

     We like Capt. Schriber very much.  His men would do anything for him.  Col. Leonard is also liked by our company; much better than at first.  Also Orderly Sergeant Whittier.

     We are now situated on the Maryland side of the Potomac, opposite Harper’s Ferry.  Here is some of the most romantic and picturesque scenery imaginable, but which my poor abilities can never describe.  Suffice it to say that, in my judgement, the great Jefferson was right when he said that it was a sight well worth a journey across the Atlantic in a sailing vessel to behold.

     We were located a short time since, at the confluence of the Shenandoah and Potomac, under a perpendicular cliff three hundred and seventy-five feet high!  It was here the bridge over the Shenandoah was built which was burned by the rebels some two months ago.  We are now in a very exposed position.  The rebels could clan us out in a few minutes if they had a couple of cannons and a little spunk.  There are only two companies here now, the others being all ready to leave for near Washington, where a big fight is expected soon.

     As to work, I can give you a specimen in my experience.  A few days ago I was officer of the day, and, of course, had to go the “grand rounds” to inspect the guard.  To do it I traveled nine miles! – a very good walk after midnight and very dark at that; but I like it tip top.  A few days ago a party of us went over the river, - fired into a party of rebel cavalry, shot one horse, cut off his tail, marched to the top of a high hill near the village of Bolivar, Va., - seccesh – gave three cheers for the Union and vamoosed.

     Last Saturday night we went to Loudon county, - started at 9 P.M., took three horses, two men, and one gun and returned at 2 A.M.  The night was very dark and it was quite dangerous; but I like it.

     Yesterday Capt. Schriber took a party of us, - went over to Harper’s Ferry, were attacked by cavalry, who wounded one of our men – George Brown of Southboro,  - but immediately fled, minus two killed and five severely wounded.  Brown was struck in the fleshy part of the arm and in the thigh, but no bones broken.  [This was erroneously printed I. B. Crowell last week.]

     Why don’t somebody write to us from home?  Are we because ‘out of sight, out of mind’ ?  I have written four letters home but have received no answer.  Your letter was thirteen days reaching me, but that need not deter you from writing again soon, and in all cases direct to me “Gen. Banks’ Division, 13th Regiment, Co. I. M.V. Washington, D.C.”



     On September 1st three companies were detached from the regiment, Company C was sent to Monocacy Junction, and Companies I & K to Harper's Ferry.  The other seven Companies broke camp September 3rd and began their march to Darnestown, Maryland to join Major General Nathaniel Banks Division.

© Bradley M. Forbush, 2008.


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