Introduction
This page follows the activities of two Company B
soldiers in the 13th Massachusetts Volunteers, who worked in, or
passed through, the city of Washington between January - October, 1863.
The principal subject is
Private William
Henry Harrison Rideout.
A few years ago, a stash of W. H. H. Rideout’s
letters were
acquired from a Civil War artifacts dealer, by Mr. Herbert Rideout, a
descendant of William. The
subject matter of this correspondence didn’t
fit neatly into any part of the regiment’s narrative. William
wrote them in 1863, while on detached duty, working as a supervisor in
the
quarter-master department in Washington, D.C. I
wanted to post the letters here, so this special page was planned
around the collection. —But the letters proved to be enigmatic.
Most open with the salutation “Dear Sister” and close
with a variation of “Your Affectionate Brother” though they are
clearly not addressed to his real sisters. By examinig clues in
the letters, I have decided to
believe that most, if not all of the 8 letters posted here are written
to 16 year old, Lydia Ann Waymouth of
Braintree,
Massachusetts. With this perspective the letters take on an added
level of
significance. They are not just
newsworthy, regarding life in Washington and its environs during the
war, but they
reveal a developing relationship between the
two correspondents, that is at times playful, and engaging, for Lydia
and William married in October, 1864.
The second storyline presented here are the travels of
John B. Noyes. Noyes passed through the city at least twice in
1863, and left enough impressions to
compose a narrative of his
experiences. Excerpts from his diary are used to compliment his
letters.
His experiences passing through Washington are a
nice addition to the Rideout letters.
Several other soldiers from the regiment appear in both
narratives.
The comings and goings of the two protagonists
and their respective friends, add interest and detail to the story of
the volunteer soldiers.
A view of Washington's Center Market at
the time of the Civil War.
In building this page I scratched the surface of what
the city of Washington was like during the years of the Lincoln
administration. Unveiled were the city's neighborhoods,
its hotels,
the public
buildings and attractions, its theatres, and the actors and actresses
that populated the theatres. Many of the places mentioned on this
page are
found in this cropped version of an 1898 city map. [The
frequently mentioned Grover's Theatre is labelled New National Theatre.]
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I am indebted to several writers and
blogs listed here, for
information found on this page.
The Location; “More on Murder Bay” by Kim
Bender, posted March 22, 2012; thelocation.wordpress.com
Streets of Washington; Stories and images of historic
Washington
D.C. “The Metropolitan, aka Brown's Marble Hotel” posted December
10, 2009 & “Center Markets Chaotic Exuberance,” May 24, 2010; by
John DeFerrari. And Thank you to John for his personal responses to my
inquiries.
http://civilwarwashingtondc1861-1865.blogspot.com/2011/10/b-railroad-station-new-jersey-avenue.html
Spared & Shared; William J. Griffing; Letters of
William Henry
Harrison Rideout; posted June 3, 2015. Some of Mr. Griffing's
notes on the letters exceded my knowlege in a most surprising
manner. I have copied verbatim some of his notes, with permision,
specifically those for
Nixon's Circus, Major William H. Wood & Lt. Charles Hunt
Porter. https://sparedshared9.wordpress.com
Mr. Lincoln's White House; “Hotels and Other Public
Buildings: Grover's Theatre.” The site was originally
created a project of the Lincoln Institute under a grant from The
Lehrman Institute. The text was prepared by Richard J. Behn and
the website was designed by Kathleen Packard of KathodeRay Media, Inc.
http://www.mrlincolnswhitehouse.org
Boothie Barn Discovering The Conspiracy; “At
Lincoln's Deathbed,” September 23, 2012; “Corporal Tanner's
Letter,” November 12, 2013; “Grover's Theatre & The Lincoln
Assasination,” January 19, 2014; also, “Alice Gray,
Successful Partnerships,” February 9, 2016; all by Dave Taylor.
boothiebarn.com
The Adelphi Theatre Calendar, A Record of Dramatic
Performances at a Leading Victorian Theatre; University of
Massachusetts Amherst; The Adelphi Theatre Calendar revised,
reconstructed and amplified. Copyright 2013 and 2016 by Alfred L.
Nelson, Gilbert B. Cross, Joseph Donohue.
https://www.umass.edu/AdelphiTheatreCalendar/index.htm
PICTURE CREDITS:
All images are from
the Library of
Congress digital images collection, with the following
exceptions: German Reformed Church by Mr. Peter Boon, descendant
of James L. Forbes; John B. Noyes
& W.H.H. Rideout, (post-war) from Massachusetts Historical Society;
Metropolitan Hotel from John DeFerrari's Streets of Washington;
Willard's Hotel from The White House Historical Association,
www.whitehousehistory.org; Grovers Theater from Mr. Lincoln's
Whitehouse (see acknowlegements); Alice Gray, from the
Boothiebarn, Dave Taylor (see acknowledgements); Barney and Maria
Williams from Washington University Library,
[digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu];George S. Worcester &
Sutler's Chase & Brown, and are from
from Army Heritage Education Center,
Digital Image database,
Mass.
MOLLUS Collection; Members of Co. B: Armstrong, Dorr, Rideout,
Worcester, Robinson, Richards from authors private collection (via
Scott Hann); ALL
IMAGES
have been
edited in photoshop.
Map of Washington and some of its Environs
Many of the places indicated on this
area map are mentioned in the letters on this page.
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The City
of Washington
Picture: Ladies Leaving the Treasury
Department
A New Englanders View of
Washington
BOSTON EVENING TRANSCRIPT
October 13, 1863
(Correspondence of the Transcript.)
Washington City — By a Northern
Man.
Whatever may be its
advantages for winning a name, Washington is the
least desirable of all places for a local habitation. Its distances are
not more magnificent than its intentions and discrepancies.
Started with the idea of being a great city, it is all suburb.
There are no central places of business, but private
residences, public
buildings, stores, shops, boarding-houses, gambling saloons, theaters
and jails are all lying round loose, subject only to the simple rule —
the more important the building, the less convenient is its
situation. The public buildings are generally of white marble,
and, as they each cover a few acres, might properly be called
magnificent structures. They are nearly all in an unfinished
condition, and are undergoing the addition of either a story, wing or
dome. The President’s house having attained the exact shape of a
cube, is suffered to remain in that picturesque condition. When
the others will be finished, depends on the financial condition and
architectural ability of future generations.
Great expense has been incurred in improving its harbor,
but as yet it is
without shipping or commerce.
The Washington Monument, on which unknown thousands have
been
squandered, now stunted and dwarfed ere a third grown, only lacks age
to rival in speculative curiosity the Cheops of Egypt.
The peculiar arrangement of the roads is novel and
interesting.
Besides the streets cutting each other at right angles, avenues radiate
from the Capitol and White House in every direction, thus dividing the
city into an innumerable number of scalene triangles; and so
imperceptibly do the sides vanish into each other, the first lesson a
stranger learns is to avoid the hypothenuse and the last effort of a
resident is to determine which of the many “cuts” to any point is the
least lengthy. To furnish these thoroughfares with names, resort
has been had to the Arabic system of notation, the letters of the
alphabet, the names of the different States and the points of the
compass. You ask for a certain residence, and receive in reply a
formula
involving all your school studies, to solve which requires a clearness
of head and power of locomotion of which New England travelers have but
a faint conception. Very few of the streets are paved, and what
in the winter is a slough of mud, is now a bed of dust — and such a
dust! No place is free from its intrusion, and one might as well
avoid the toothache or tax gatherer as to escape its
presence. There is no reason to suppose it does not creep
into our food, and thus will our dinners continually remind us of our
origin and destiny. All the land is made up from this uncertain
element, and, as a consequence, real estate tenures are very
precarious. It is frequently difficult to identify unimproved
lots, and many conveyances re made by quit-claim deeds only.
I board at what is “reckoned” a good boarding house; but
at double the
cost we get half the comforts of a New England home. The proprietors as
in most others of the kind, are broken down F. F.’s of Virginia
and Maryland, cursed with pride, poverty and negroes, and with a
dialect which, like their tobacco, defies counterfeiting. Mingle
together the volubility of a Frenchman, the brogue of an Irishman, the
goblet a Hottentot, and instead of a counterfeit, you have the dialect
itself. And such Ignorance! Learning I was from the North,
the landlords said they had frequently had boarders from the States of
Boston, new England and Massachusetts! This is perhaps excusable,
for I have yet to learn of but one good public school in the city.
There seems to be no ambition for those little
surroundings which give
such elegance and comfort to our Eastern homes. The only
elevation influence I have yet felt is exerted by the beds, which
certainly offer many inducements for early rising.
The chief basis of our food is the sweet potato, which
in Virginia mud
is developed to an astounding size. It comes upon us in all the
forms and conditions the ingenuity of woman can invent; boiled, hashed,
stewed, roasted and fried. It is mashed into puddings, sandwiched
into side-doses, made into pies, dressed into fresh meats, and stuffed
into fowls; To avoid it, is not to eat; to exchange it —
“Tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the dish and keep the same — potato.”
Our meals come when least expected, like an Irish
rebellion. The
breakfast is a dubious matter, in all respects. We dine from 8 to
5, and have supper when we feel like eating; but as dinner ends and
supper begins with a cup of tea, the line of demarcation is purely
imaginary. Judging from the speed of a railroad train, I should
say it was a hundred miles from breakfast to dinner, and only ten from
three to supper; and it is hard to say which one suffers most from
famine or fulness.
In a city of such discrepancies, it is to be expected
considerable
moral obliquity exists; and such is the fact. The war has drawn
hither thousands of people — roughs, gamblers, prize-fighters,
pickpockets, men who hatch eggs by steam, fast men, faster women,
organ-grinders, brigadier generals, army contractors, office seekers, —
in short, those too proud to beg, too lazy to work, and too mean to get
a comparatively honest living by stealing. We average one murder
each week, and police reports show about one hundred minor offenses
daily. It is hardly safe for timid men to be out nights, or even
to attend church on the Sabbath, so I carefully shun the danger by
remaining at home. What we are coming to, time only can
tell. The destiny of Washington depends on the fate of the
Union. Within itself it has no resources. If the Government
is maintained, it must continue to be the centre of some
business; If
it fails, this city will be a second Babylon, as which men, as they
pass by, shall wag their heads.
Murder Bay
Pictured is the neighborhood close to
the Capitol known as Murder Bay.
Post-war Washington was a babylon. Kimberly
Bender, at her blog, “The Location,” posted the following information:
“According to one
government official interviewed in the [Washington] Post in 1902,
“Washington passed through its period of lawlessness and disorder fully
as bad, if not worse, than that which prevailed in Cripple Creek, Colo.
or Tombstone, Ariz.”
“The war had ended, leaving
stranded in this city a vast horde of enfranchised slaves, discharged
soldiers, and a cloud of riffraff, bummers, and camp followers…and
their arrival soon made this city one of the most disorderly places in
America. Fights, murders, stabbing, and shooting scrapes were of
daily occurrence…”
Hell’s Bottom is a former “contraband camp” extending
irregularly from 7th to 14th Streets NW, and from O street to the
Boundary. It was one of the most notorious sections of the city
after the war. Bloodfield was another.
Murder Bay is the area east of the White House across
Pennsylvania Avenue and was known for its brothels, gambling, and crime.
The “red light district” known as
Murder Bay at the corner of C Street NW and 13th Street NW, April
1912. Griffin Vetch, a “night messenger” or child laborer who
directed customers to brothels, is leaning against the tree at
left.
Photo by Lewis W. Hine of the U.S. National Child Labor Committee.
One of Kimberly's readers at The Location, posted the
following comment:
“In the middle of this
picture are three buildings with a white facade, 1207 - 1211 C Street,
known as the ‘Dutch Corral’ operated by a Swiss woman named Maria Egli
from 1870 to 1888.”
A Dec. 23, 1888 Post article wrote:
“Her house, was known from
one end of the country to the other, was a famously infamous place
during the war. The place was a mine of wealth to its
proprietress, and she is now, perhaps, one of the richest woman of her
class in the city.”
The presence of the army during the war probably had a
good effect to limit some of the crime, and keep some order, but it
wouldn’t be hard to imagine the crime in various
neighborhoods, as indicated in the Boston Correspondent’s letter above.
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The
Travels of John B. Noyes, Company B
Introduction
Private John B. Noyes was wounded at the Battle of
Antietam September 17, 1862. In a letter to his father, September
18, 1862, he wrote:
“My chum Buffum & Corp.
Emerson, and Sergt. Worcester fought by my side, most of the time, each
one doing his utmost. …Worcester was shot while talking to me about the
range of my firing; but not severely. He was borne back to a tree
behind. …a round ball struck me, about 6 inches above the knee, in the
fleshy part of the leg passing through it without touching the bone,
giving me only a flesh wound. The bullet leaving my leg, entered
my haversack and almost spent its force on my iron spoon, bending the
bowl, and then passed out tearing the haversack considerably showing
that the ball was completely spent. The holes in my leg were
clean and smooth. I shall probably be laid up for a month or so,
and shall make every effort to get home.”
He described his subsequent experience in a letter to
his father September 28:
“My wound is in what is
called the middle third of the right thigh. The ball entered on the
inside of the leg and passed out almost directly underneath it, making
merely a flesh wound, and not affecting the bone. Indeed almost
all the
leg wounds in our Reg’t are flesh wounds only. Three of my
company are now with me, all flesh wounded in the leg, and three others
similarly wounded were with us at the battle field hospital. I
remained with most of the slightly wounded in our Reg’t by an immense
straw-stack, till Sunday after the battle when I was taken to
Hagerstown. The number of the wounded was so great that I
considered my self lucky in getting to Hagerstown as early as I
did. The ladies of Hagerstown treated us very kindly, supplying
us with many delicacies. We remained there however but one day,
taking the cars for Harrisburgh late in the afternoon of Monday.
All night we traveled in the cars, the good people of Chambersburgh,
Mechanicsburgh, Carlysle & Harrisburgh, supplying us with bread,
butter & coffee.
“About 5 o’clock A.M Tuesday
we were taken in omnibuses to a small school house where we remained
till the next day when we were transferred to our present
hospital. Our treatment since we have been here has been all we
could desire.”
His three Company B comrades were, Corporal Bob
Armstrong, Corporal Alfred Brigham, and Private Levi L. Dorr,
“and some of Co. A. boys serve to make up quite a jolly company.”
They were treated at The German Reformed Church
Hospital throughout the Autumn months. At times the atmosphere at
the hospital was almost like a party.
“Almost at all hours the ladies are around, especially
at breakfast, dinner, and supper which they bring to us. All
kinds of
delicacies they distribute among us, peaches, pears, apples, grapes
&c. We hold a sort of reception at which instead of being arm
twitched we dispense talk, information respecting the battles
&c. All the pretty girls in town seem to come, and we, that
is Corporals Armstrong, & Brigham, & privates Dorr & myself
receive more than our share of attention. Papers and books are
brought in, so that we can’t read half of them. We shall carry
many pleasant memories of the place away.”
Pictured is the Church
Sunday School building used as a hospital where John Noyes and others
of the regiment passed several enjoyable weeks recuperating from battle
wounds. Photo by Mr. Peter Boone, descendant of James L. Forbes,
13th MA, Co. A, who was among the convalescents.
Private Noyes remained at the German Reformed Church
Hospital with his comrades until October 18, when he was furloughed and
went home to Cambridge.
Three months later he left Boston on a leisurely trip to
rejoin the 13th Mass in the field. On January 15, he left Boston
for Brooklyn, spent a few days with his brother, then traveled
to Harrisburg to visit with his comrades and the many friends he had
made when in the hospital. After a pleasant week in Pennsylvania
he traveled through
Washington, D.C. on his way to the front. His diary, begun in
January, 1863, provides a few glimpses into the friends he saw, and
adds a few details that
his letters omit.
Letter, January 16, 1863; Brooklyn,
N.Y.
John Noyes frequently references Harvard
students & alumni in his letters. He graduated, class of
1858. His father, George Rapall Noyes, was Professor of
Divinity at the college.
Brooklyn N.Y. January 16. 1863.
Dear Father
I arrived safely in Brooklyn this morning, meeting no
mishap after leaving Boston, save the breaking of a brass Knapsack
button, which of course makes the Knapsack temporarily
unbearable. We had a violent gale on the sound, bright starlight,
which made it impossible to walk straight in the saloon, or on
deck. The boat racked so that it was impossible also to sleep
until near day break. Of course quite a number were sea sick. It
was a splendid sight to see the ocean lashed with foam, the waves
breaking and dashing by in huge gambols, the stars reflected in the
white mist, and playing at hide and seek with each other in the oddest
and most angular way.
At the Worcester depot I met the wife of one of our
officers, and was introduced to one Harrington a Senior – Soph.
bound
for Washington. With him and two or three other students I
whiled away the time on the cars playing French high low in the card
car. Stephen [John's brother] appears to be in pretty good
health and sends his
love to the different members of the family. I shall leave
Brooklyn, Monday by the 12% M. train for Harrisburgh, then to remain
probably till the 26th inst. If you wish to write me, or have any
letters for me send them to me, care of J. McCormick Jr. by
Harrisburgh, Penn.
With love to all, in haste
Your Aff. Son
John B. Noyes
Diary, January 20 -
26, 1863
Bob "Chuck It" Armstrong, Company B,
Will Soule, Company A
Jan’y 20th At Hospital. [Harrisburg, PA] Saw Armstrong1
& Soule.2
Called on Mrs. Small3 & Rounfords.(?) Skating Miss
Roberts,4
Briggs, & Mrs. Cornyn. Called on Miss Coverly. Letter & package
from home.
Notes
1. Bob
Armstrong is the subject of Charles
E. Davis, Jr.'s character sketch, in his article “A Narrow
Escape,” on this website.
2.
Will Soule's brother Jonathan operated
a well known
photography salon in Boston. After his discharge from the
service, Will took up photography. He became famous for his
late 1860's photographs of the Plains Indians.
3.
Mrs. Small was the mother of
Ella Small, who later married James L. Forbes, one of the 13th Mass,
treated at the German Reform Church Hospital.
4.
Kate Roberts
mentioned above, was the future wife of James Lowell, Company A, who
was also
treated at the German Reformed Church hospital.
Letter, January
21, 1863; Harrisburg,
Pennsylvania
Martha is John's younger sister.
Harrisburgh, Penn. January 21st
1863.
Dear Martha
I received your bundle yesterday. The dressing case and
portfolio
looked very much like the old ones – the hair brush decidedly like the
one I bought some time ago. You must have used great diligence to
get them ready so quickly. Had you not written me of your
intention to send them I should have got some cloth and set the ladies
to work. I left Brooklyn Monday noon. Stephen was in good
health expecting to skate in the afternoon. While in Brooklyn I saw
quite a number of friends. In Stephen’s “New Gymnastics” class
were Raulett, class ’57, and Garrish. I exercised with them one
night. Everett P. Wheeler was out of town, and Hattie Bigelow not
to be found as school does not keep on Saturday. I met Frank P.
Nash, Charles’ [another brother]
class mate on the street. He told me his brother Ben was
married. I did not have time to call at his house. George
R. Noyes is looking very well indeed. Sunday Eve’g. Stephen and I
called on Mrs. White. Mrs. Wheeler was there. They were very glad
to see me, and enquired about the folks at home. They told me
that Uncle Swift was not so well as he was a month ago, and that Cousin
Sumner had taken Uncle Ben to see him. Mr. & Mrs. Richardson
had left Mr. Robbins Church, and Mrs. Wheeler had advised Cousin Sumner
to sever his connection with it.
The skating mania has just reached Harrisburgh, and
girls and boys,
young ladies and widows, married ladies and their husbands, men of war
and those more peacefully inclined were on skates yesterday.
Alas! A miserable, wet snow now covers ground and ice, and
skaters are obliged to hang up their skates on the inner wall. I
put on skates yesterday morning and found I could get along quite
well. I expected to be out this afternoon, but there is
many a slip twixt cup and lip. I saw Miss Coverly
yesterday; she was sorry you could’nt come. Her father had an
excellent pair of skates which I expected to try on this
afternoon. By the way, rockers are unknown in Harrisburgh, and
there are few smooth irons. My friends in Harrisburgh are all
well and glad to see me.
Diary Excerpts, January 22 - 24, 1863
Janr’y 22d Called on Bob Armstrong. Miss
Harris not at home. P.M.
nor Miss Briggs. In Eve’g to Coverlys to stop. With them at Old
folks
concert. Checkers with Miss Carrie.
Janr’y 23d A.M. to State house with Carrie &
Ellie. Saw Capt.
DeWitt. Called on Rachel Briggs To Sandfords opera in Eve’g with Kate
Roberts, Carrie, Ella & Mrs. C.
Janr’y 24th. Walk before breakfast. A.M.
called on Mary Soules.
Miss. Criswell called. P.M. called on Mrs. Corrigan & Mrs. Thos.
Wallace. Backgammon in Eve’g. Letter from Mrs. C. Nininger,
St.
Pauls,
Minn.
Comments
Mrs. Nininger was the sister
of Minnesota Governor Alexander Ramsey. She met John Noyes and
the others
while they were recovering at the German Reform Church Hospital.
He wrote of
her: “...It would be impossible to mention half the ladies to
whom we have so much indebted, but I ought not to pass by Mrs.
Niminger, one of nature’s noblewomen, a sister of Governor Ramsay of
Minnesota. She is a very large lady, handsome, and exceedingly
entertaining. She has seen a great deal of Washington Society
evidently, and is well acquainted with many of our generals. She says
She has an especial liking for Minnesota soldiers, the 84th Penn, in
which regiment she has a son & the 13th Mass. Almost daily
she comes in to see us, having something brought for our comfort.
Yesterday she distributed ice cream among us 13th boys, attending on us
herself. She wanted us Co. B. boys come to her house to stay but the
Dr. would not consent. Her father in law with whom she now lives
was a soldier in the wars of Napoleon, and she wished to have us talk
with him.”
Diary Excerpts,
January 25 - 26, 1863
Janr’y 25th. A.m. to New School Presb. Ch. With
Mrs.
Coverly. P.M.
Saw Mr. Brown. In Eveg to N.S.P. Ch with Carrie & Mrs.
Coverly.
Lt. McCanley.
Janr’y 26th. Walk before breakfast. Called on Mr.
McCormick. At
Provost Marshal’s Lieut Case’s office. Called on Mrs. Dr. Bailey
&
Miss Briggs. Took 5”20’ train for Baltimore with Lt. Piper.
Letter, January 27, 1863; Washington, D.C.
When he arrived there, the city of
Washington made much less an impression on private Noyes.
Washington D.C. January 27. 1863
Dear Mother
I left Harrisburgh yesterday afternoon and arrived at
this mud hole
about noon to day. I shall remain here certainly till the 30th or
31st, wandering around on my own account to see the elephant, on a
Provost Marshall’s pass. I came on from Harrisburgh with Lieut.
Piper of the 11th Penn. who had some deserters under his charge.
I was well acquainted with Piper. I left him with his squad at
the depot. I meet plenty of my regiment in Washington. Took
dinner with Postmaster McClellan to day. Tomorrow I shall call on
Gov. Boutwell1 and Mr. Stimpson2 at the
Smithsonian Institute. Of
course I had a fine time at Harrisburgh, and both my hosts were very
sorry to have me leave. Tell Martha to exchange three of the
photographs, I left with her for better copies of the same likeness
side view. If she cant exchange let her purchase them and I will
send for them when I can be sure of receiving them, as it is no use
writing for one while I am on the wing. A letter written to me
however, as soon as you receive this, if you have any thing important
to say, and directed to the care of Geo. F. McClellan, Mass. Soldiers
Relief Association, would reach me. You need not write me but once
though as I may be gone.
In great
haste
Your Aff. Son
John B. Noyes.
FOOTNOTE 1: George Sewell
Boutwell, a
Representative
and a Senator from Massachusetts; Governor of Massachusetts
1851-1852,
secretary of the State board of education 1855-1861; member of the
board of overseers of Harvard University 1850-1860; member of the peace
convention of 1861 held in Washington, D.C., in an effort to devise
means to prevent the impending war; served on the military commission
under the War Department in 1862; first Commissioner of Internal
Revenue in 1862 and 1863; elected as a Republican to the Thirty-eighth
and to the three succeeding Congresses and served from March 4, 1863,
to March 12, 1869, when he resigned. He was instrumental in
obtaining John Noyes fulough from the Harrisburg Hospital.
FOOTNOTE 2:
In a later letter John Noyes said he was looking for Mr. Stimpson's son
at the Smithsonian. This would be William Stimpson, (1832
- 1872.) He was a noted marine biologist. Born in
Boston to Herbert Hathorne Stimpson, a brilliant inventor, and "a
leading merchant in Boston" seller of stoves and furnaces. Mr. Stimpson
lived at the time in Cambridge, and was probably a good friend of the
Noyes
family. The son William established himself as a
scholar in marine biology at a young age. He was invited to
reside at the
Smithsonian Institute and was its director of the department of
invertebrates. Young Stimpson invited his like minded friends,
enthusiastic naturalists in science to join him at the
Smithsonian. William founded the somewhat notorious Megatherium
Club, in which the hard-working by day members, would have drinking
parties at night, conduct sack races in the main hall, and serenade
Joseph Henry's daughters, the institutions live-in secretary.
Mr. Henry eventually asked the rowdy young sientists to move out.
When John Noyes came to call, Stimpson was away at New York.
Comrades Mentioned in Noyes' Diary Entries
Pictured below are some of John Noyes's
friends
from the regiment, seen in Washington.
George Worcester was wounded in the foot at Antietam while fighting
besides Noyes,
(mentioned in the introduction). Worcester was staying
with William Rideout, as stated in Rideout's letters below.
Walter Callendar is also a
friend of Rideout, & a friend of James Ramsey, (whose letters are
presented on
the first page
of this special section). Callendar's brief biography is
presented
with the Rideout letters. Levi L. Dorr was wounded at Antietam in
the
thigh. Edward Robinson's record states he was detailed as a clerk
in Washington, but I found little else about him.
George Worcester, Co. B;
Walter Callendar, Co. C;
W.H.H. Rideout, Levi L. Dorr, Edwin F.
Robinson, all Company B.
Diary Entry,
January 27, 1863.
January 27th Left Baltimore at 10”. Saw at
Washington
Geo. Worcester, Calender, Rideout, Dorr, Dick White, Robinson, Clapp,
Davenport, Knox. Letters to Stephen & Martha. Dinner with
Geo. F. McLellan. Passed night at Brown’s Hotel.
“The Metropolitan aka Brown’s Marble Hotel”
Most of the following Information is
lifted from John DeFerrari's Streets of Washington blog; from an
article published December 10, 2009, with the above title.
The site of Brown's Hotel had been a tavern or
boarding house since Washington’s inception. It is located on the
North
side of Pennsylvania Avenue, about midway between the Capitol and
the President's House. James Madison’s second inaugural ball in
1813
was held at the Davis Hotel, which occupied the site when opened in
1805. President James Monroe’s two inaugural balls were also held
there (1817 and 1821).
In 1820 Jesse B. Brown of Alexandria bought the Davis
Hotel. He remodeled it and enlarged it and opened Brown’s Indian
Queen Hotel with a large brightly painted sign hung out front showing a
“lurid” picture of Pocahontas. Under Brown’s management the
hotel continued its importance in Washington political life.
Upon his death in 1847, his two sons took over the
hotel. They remodeled it and enlarged it to a full five stories
with a white marble neoclassical facade. It reopened in
1851 as Brown’s Marble Hotel. The Brown family sold the hotel in
1865, and the new operators renamed it the Metropolitan. It seems
however that it went by both names during the war, as it is referred to
sometimes as Brown's and sometimes as the Metropolitan in the soldiers’
letters. When the hotel closed in 1932. The Washington Post
remarked at the time that it “had been in continuous operation longer
than any other hotel in America.” The building was torn down in
1935.
Col Leonard
stayed here when he came to Washington after the 2nd Battle of
Bull Run. William Rideout and his friends frequently met for
dinner at
Browns. The Washington Center Market was across the street, and
the rival National Hotel very close by.
View of Washington looking down
Pennsylvania Avenue toward the unfinished Capitol. The National
Hotel is on the left. A. Meyer artist, 1860.
Letter to Sister
Martha, January 27, 1863; Washington, D.C.
His sister Martha traded
Cd'v's of
soldiers and also collected autographs which John would assist with by
occasionally sending some to her.
Washington D.C. Tuesday Eve’g. January 27, 1863.
Dear Martha.
I wrote you from Harrisburgh last Wednesday giving you
an account of my
stay in Brooklyn. I did not see Hattie Bigelow. I called at
the Institute Saturday morning, but the school was not in session so I
was unable to see her. I should have called at her boarding house
had I been able to ascertain its location. Sunday I heard for the
first time Henry Ward Beecher. The hall was miserably small for
so eminent a preacher, and more miserably ventilated, so that it was
with great difficulty that I was able to keep awake even under his
vigorous preaching. There was a fine piece of acting in his sermon
which added greatly to its vivacity.
I arrived in Harrisburgh safely after a fatiguing ride
of about eight
hours. I did not pass through Philadelphia. Mr. McCormick
met me at the depot, and walked up with me to his house. His wife
whom I had not before seen was very glad to make the acquaintance of
one whom she already Knew well by reputation. The little boy
Hermann recollected me, as I had taken a ride with him and his father,
and a boat ride on the Susquehannah while I was at the Hospital.
I enjoyed my stay at Mr. McCormack’s very much, and he was very sorry
to have me leave his house so quickly. I had scarcely made him a
visit at all. While there I received the portfolio and dressing case,
which you had made so quickly and so quickly dispatched after me. I
hardly thought when I left Boston that you could make the article so
quickly, and consequently told George that you need not endeavor to
replace my loss. I should had bought some cloth and set the
ladies a sewing had I not received your letter.
Tuesday morning I put on skates for the first time this
winter, and
indeed for two years. The skates were very poor grooved ones, yet
I succeeded very well. The same mania that raged in Cambridge a
few years ago now rages in Harrisburgh to an equal degree. Mr.
Coverly lent me his fine pair of patent skates in the afternoon, but I
did not have an opportunity of trying them as snow set in the next day
ending in rain. The best lady skater I saw on the ice was a
married lady, Mrs. Dr. Bailey, and the next best, her daughter about
twelve years old.
Thursday Evening I went to the Coverlies and with them
to the old folks
concert, that is to say with Ella Coverly and her cousin Carrie from
Boston who is now visiting them. Friday I went to hear Sandford’s
troup, Mr. Coverly making one of the party. It was so muddy owing
to
the very warm weather we have had lately that I did not ride much while
in Harrisburgh. Yesterday morning however I drove out with the
young ladies, but returned in about an hour, as it was too hard
drawing, and too chilly to allow of an agreeable ride! I went
away
rather suddenly at last, thinking till one o’clock yesterday that I
might remain in H. a day or two longer, and indeed I might, as I very
clearly see now, to my great regret; for, although a day or two
subtracted from one account and added to another makes no great
difference ten years from now, still the present difference is very
perceptible.
While at the Coverlys I was treated with the greatest
kindness and
attention. The hours would have suited even George, as breakfast for
instance at 9’ 15’ or so. I did not neglect my other friends made
during my disability at the hospital, but sought them out to shake them
once again by the hand. One of them Mrs. Small, perhaps, (all soldiers
would say) the kindest woman in Harrisburgh had a son wounded at
Fredericksburgh in the hand, a very bad place, when you consider that
he played the organ of his church at the time he enlisted.
I left Harrisburgh about 5 A. M. yesterday in Company
with Lieut. Piper
of the 11th Pennsylvania who was in charge of a squad of men, a part of
whom were deserters and handcuffed. I arrived in Baltimore
between 10 & 11’ o clock and suppered at the Union Relief Ass.
Rooms. As I was not one of the squad I was furnished with a good
bed. At 10 A.m. we set out for Washington & reached there
about noon. I have received a pass from the Provost Marshall till the
30th, when I shall probably endeavor to go on to my Regiment on my own
account as I have no desire to sojurn long in the convalescent
camp. I have met quite a number of my friends of the regiment
here and shall probably find some more at the hospitals tomorrow or
next day. I haven’t been to see the august body of the Senators and
Representatives yet, nor the Smithsonian Institute. I want you to
exchange three of the photographs I left with you for three excellent,
not indifferent ones. If you cannot exchange them, then purchase
them, only letting me know what you do. In that case I may in the
course of time possibly increase the stock of photographs in your
album.
Do not send the photographs till I tell you when to send them.
With love
to all, I am as ever
Your Aff. Bro. John.
Commentary
Pictured is Willard's Hotel, as it would
have appeared during the war. Markham's Hotel is supposed to be
next door.
When John Noyes visited Washington, he usually staid at
Markham's Hotel. Sometimes he called it Markham's European
Hotel in his letters.
John D. Ferrari, who writes about old Washington, D.C., on his site,
Streets of Washington, informed me, that Markham's was next to
Willard's Hotel, during the war. In response to my inquiry, he
answered,
“It was located next door to
the Willard on Pennsylvania Avenue. A quick glance at newspaper
citations suggests that it was only in existence as Markham’s during
the war years. (I presume, but don’t know for a fact, that F.P. Markham
probably sold the business after the war and that the name changed. One
of the Willard brothers later built the Occidental Hotel on this site).
“European” just means that
the hotel was on the “European Plan,” meaning that the price of a room
did not include any meals. This is in contrast to the “American Plan,”
which includes meals. Some hotels offered both options. A famous
restaurant, Hammack’s, was located on the ground floor of Markham’s
during the war years.”
William F.
Blanchard, Company B
On this particular visit John Noyes lodged with his
Company B friend,
William Blanchard.
William F. Blanchard,
Company B, had a fascinating military career, of which I have few
details. His record from the regimental roster reads:
age,
23; born, Boston; tailor; mustered inas priv. Co. B, July 16, 1861;
transferred to 39th Mass., July, '64 [Blanchard
re-enlisted]; appointed
2d lieut. 27th U.S. Colored Troops, August 31, '64; 1st lieut. April 6,
'65; brevet-captain, March 13, '65; wounded, Nov. 28, '62, Aug. 30.
'63, Dec. 13, '62, Oct. 27, '64; taken prisoner, July 1, '63;
recaptured, May 8, '64.
To clear up a few gaps in this statement, Blanchard was
accidentally
wounded in November, 1861, in camp at Williamsport, when a pistol
accidentally discharged.
For a time his wound was reported to be nearly fatal by his
friends. Noyes was posted at Hancock, Md at the time of the
incident, and wrote about it in a letter to
his brother George, on December 2nd, 1861:
“One of my mess, Blanchard,
is at the point of death, accidentally shot by a pistol in the hands of
an Illinois soldier. He was well educated & perhaps the best
informed man in the mess, had studied Virgil & was thoroughly
versed in same departments of history. He was an
indefatigable devourer of knowledge and had known good society.
Add to this a thorough knowledge of common seamanship & extensive
travel and observation. I write as though he were dead.
Indeed he may be. There are conflicting reports. I was his best
friend and shall endeavor to go home with him should he not recover,
but I suppose my absence from Williamsport will deprive me of that
opportunity.”
Obviously Blanchard recovered. The record states
he was wounded at 2nd Bull Run, and at Fredericksburg. Noyes
wrote Blanchard had his shin bone shattered at Fredericksburg. He
was
captured at Gettysburg but escaped. While serving as an officer in the
28th Mass., John Noyes ran into his
friend Blanchard again in December 1863, when the 13th Mass was camped
at Kelly's Ford. Knowing Blanchard had been captured at
Gettysburg, Noyes asked him what he thought of Richmond?
Blanchard replied,
“I did'nt go there; I gave
the scamps the slip and found my way back to the lines in two or three
days.” His brother escaped with him. [Brainard P.
Blanchard, Company B, age 18 at muster in].
Blanchard was again captured during Grant's Overland
Campaign. The information stated in the roster is misleading &
incorrect when it states
“recaptured May 8.” Blanchard was probably captured on May
8th. Twelve men of the regiment were captured on May 8, 1864 at
Spotsylvania, but
were freed on May 24, when Custer's cavalry overtook the
captors. These events happened while he was with the
13th
Mass, and do not take into consideration what followed with the 27th
U.S. Colored troops. Blanchard was one of the few members of the
original
13th Mass. who opted to re-enlist when their 3 year term of service was
nearly expired. All things considered, Blanchard was a
remarkable
soldier, with a remarkable story.
Picture: Grover's National Theatre
Grovers Natonal
Theatre National Theatre Washington D.C. on East Street between
13
& 14 Street. More about Grovers' can be found in the notes to
William Rideout's letter dated Feb. 22.
Diary, January
28 - 29; Visits to
the Theatre
Janr'y 28th Met Blanchard &
With him took
room at
Markham’s Hotel. To Grover’s to see Mr & Mrs. Barney
Williams. Saw Gov. Boutwell. Letter to Martha.
Janr'y 29th. To Senate room. To Grover's in
ev'g to see Mr. & Mrs. Barney Williams. Letter to
Surgeon McLaren.
Comments
Attending the theatre was a
popular past-time for those visiting or living in Washington during the
war. Grover's New National Theatre was one of three principal
theaters in the city at that time. The building was described as
“an ice vault in winter and a sweatbox in summer.” Leonard
Grover, the owner,
came to be friends with President Lincoln who frequented the place to
gain a few hours respite from his many troubles. Tad Lincoln,
would often attend with his father and became a favorite among the
stage hands and theatre workers, as well as a playmate to Leonard
Grover's son. Tad was at Grover's, attending the play
Aladdin, the night his father was shot at the rival Ford's
Theatre. Grover published a small
book
titled President Lincoln's Interest in the Theater, in 1866. Grover
also owned
Grover’s Canterbury Hall, a much seedier establishment that catered
only to men. 1
The particular performers
John Noyes went to see were Mr. & Mrs. Barney Williams, [pictured]
a song and
dance team who specialized in Irish and “Yankee” characters. In
the late 1850's they
are found performing several seasons at London's Adelphi Theatre,
where they were received favorbly by the London public. Critics
however, “praised their performances but deplored the quality of their
material. ...Among their most popular offerings were Ireland As
It Is, Barney the Baron, and Our Gal.” 2
Private Noyes seemed to have
enjoyed the show for he attended two consecutive nights.
Diary, January 30 - February 1,
1863, Washington, D.C.
Janu’y 30th. Saw Chandler &
Davenport.
At Hunt’s room.3 Supper with
Rideout. Passed night with Harry at
the Metropolitan Hotel. Letter to Adjt. Hinckley.
Jan’y 31st. Left Washington AM. Spent day
and night at Acquia Creek with Chandler & Harry Lazelle. 4
Attended to Lazelle’s Baggage.
February 1st (Sunday) Left Acquia Creek with H.
Lazelle and reached Belle Plain Landing. To camp 13th Mass. Vol.
Inf.
In Buffum’s hut.
Letter Excerpt; February 4, 1863
In a letter to his sister Martha, John
wrote of his
Washington visit:
“I saw but few friends
outside the Regiment at
Washington. Mr. Stimpson’s son whom I expected to find at the
Smithsonian Institute was absent in New York. I called on Gov.
Boutwell and thanked him for his kindness in procuring a furlough for
me. Wednesday I met Blanchard of my company who had his shin bone
shattered at Fredericksburgh, and chummed with him during the remainder
of my stay in Washington. It snowed and rained during most of the
time I remained in the City so that the traveling was not at all to my
mind. Was ever such a muddy city as Washington? The very
spaciousness of the avenues seemed a defect, so vast became the
receptacle of mud. I lost myself several times in the big,
unfinished Capitol, hunting for the hall of Representatives and Senate
Chamber.”
“... I was very glad to have
Saturday A.M. come and get
out of Washington, where I believe Mr. & Mrs. Barney Williams gave
me more entertainment than all other objects and places put together.”
This ends John Noyes' travels through Washington in
January, 1863. He was the first of the wounded men of Antietam to
return to the regiment. In late April, he
passed through the city again with a different purpose.
FOOTNOTE 1: Information about the
Theatres found at the website Boothiebarn
FOOTNOTE 2: Information about the act
Mr. & Mrs. Barney Williams was found at the Adelphi Theatre Project
Website. The site provides a detailed program of some of the
couples acts performed at the London Theatre in the late 1850's. See
URL: https://www.umass.edu/AdelphiTheatreCalendar/m56d.htm#Label003
FOOTNOTE 3: Joseph Chandler, age 32,
Co. B, b. Lexington, MA, farmer, mustered in July 24, 1861, mustered
out January 17, '63. Noyes frequently wrote about Chandler in his
letters. There are two soldiers named Davenport in the 13th,
Alfred of Company A, and Melvin of Company K. Both survived the
war. There are 4 soldiers named Hunt in the roster. One of
them was librarian at Campbell Hospital in Washington.
FOOTNOTE 4: From other soldiers'
letters I learned that Harry Lazelle delivered packages to the members
of the 13th Mass. Perhaps he was a currier for the sutlers Brown
& Chase?
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Letters
of William H. H. Rideout, February - April, 1863
Introduction to the Letters
Statistically, what is known about William
Henry Harrison Rideout is that his parents were Luke Rideout, 1819 -
1884 and Caroline Totman Rideout, 1818 - 1898. She was a
descendant of William and Mary Brewster. Mary
Brewster was one of 18 women on the Mayflower. A year after
landing she was one of 4 still living to serve the first
Thanksgiving.
Luke Rideout was a quarry owner in Quincy, Mass.
He and Caroline had 10 children. This letter
collection references three of them: Annie Rideout, b. 1839,
William H.H. Rideout, b. March 27, 1841, and Caroline Rideout, b.
1844.
Annie married William Robinson in June, 1861, two months
after William volunteered for military service. She died 3 years
after the war ended in 1867, age 28. Caroline, or Carrie was a
school
teacher, never married, and lived until 1900, age 56.
Military
Career
Twenty year old William was an original recruit of
Company B, 13th Mass. Volunteers; he enlisted in the 4th Battalion of
Rifles, in April, 1861. For a nearly a year and a half, he
followed the various fortunes of the
regiment up until August 30, 1862.
The 2nd Battle of Bull Run proved the end of hard
campaigning for many of the soldiers of the 13th MA. William
Rideout
was captured on the battlefield, and later paroled by the enemy.
From the letters below, we learn he landed a supervisor’s job with the
U.S. Quartermaster Department in Washington and remained there until
mustered out with the 13th Mass. on August 1, 1864. He continued
to work as an employee of the Quarter Master Department in Philadelphia
until March 31 1865.
Research at the Massachusetts Historical Society turned
up a document dated October, 1863, that listed men of the First Corps,
Second Division, who were detached from their regiments on special
duty. W.H.H. Rideout is listed as Quarter Master at Washington.*
“What a handsome manly
looking soldier he was. He
could cut us all out when the girls were about, and alas, did so
frequently.”
So wrote veteran Levi L. Dorr, of his Company B
comrade, William H. H. Rideout. The letters presented here, seem
to confirm the general consensus that William was a ladies’ man.
Correspondence
Seven of the following 8 letters, were purchased from
a Gettysburg artifacts dealer by William’s great-grandson Art
Rideout. They had been kept together for years by an unknown
family member before they suddenly appeared on the market for sale. The
8th
letter was found as a digitized transcription on-line. Six of the
letters are addressed “Dear
Sister” but certain clues within the contents suggest that most if not
all were
writen to 16 year old Lydia Ann Waymouth, (1847 - 1885) of
Braintree.
The letters seem to have an ongoing theme running
throughout. William's sisters, Annie and Carrie are mentioned in
the
correspondence but the letters don't seem to be written to them.
Miss Lydia F. Steadman is the subject of discussion in
four of these
notes, and she seems to be causing William a bit of grief. He
admits to his correspondent, whomever she may be, of exchanging letters
with Miss Steadman under an assumed name; (a common practice
of soldiers during the war) but now he wishes to end
that relationship. In trying to sort things out it doesn't help
that his main female interests both happen to be named Lydia. In
any case William
H.H. Rideout was juggling a lot of lady friends.
*Massachusetts Historical Society; Elliot
Clark Pierce
Papers; (box 2 of 5) Thayer Family Papers.
Photo: Government Storehouse Quarter
Master Department
I love this image, because I zoomed in
about 1000 % on a very grey original, then adjusted the
contrast. Look at the detail in the wagon, and the dog, — and you
can read the sign ! [1862-1865].
Letter,
February 15, 1863
This first letter opens with the
salutation, “Dear Sister.” Whomever William is addressing
here, had visited with his 19 year old sister Carrie, “at home.”
It seems likely that William's married sister Annie and her husband,
would have their own home.
The subject of this letter is the
recipients' renewed friendship with
Miss Lydia F. Steadman. The Feb. 22nd letter continues on the same
theme. That letter is clearly addressed to Lydia
Waymouth,
perhaps that is the best evidence that this letter is too.
Washington D. C.
Sunday Afternoon February 15th 1863.
Dear Sister
Yours of the 10th was received with much pleasure, but I was much
surprised when I found You had made up, with Lydia S.1 &
if I am not
mistaken, You will one day regret having done so, for the regard She
has for You, is for advantage, after She accomplishes what She wants,
She will disdain to look at You. As far as I am concerned I do
not care a snap about it & had just as leaves signed my own name to
those letters as the one I did. & as for Her Photograph, You
must be very foolish if You think I want it, for I do not, I have two
of Her pictures at Home at present & if I felt very bad about one I
could send for it most any day
I wrote to Her for mere pastime & I was much
pleased to see Her
so shrewd in her answers.
I suppose by this time You have told Her all the
particulars, so I
shall have no occasion to write to Her again.
I cannot make out what You mean by saying Carrie2
was a
naughty girl
& that You saw the answer to her letter. She wrote to me that
You & Abbie were at the house & stopped over night and
& that She enjoyed it much & said I ought to have been at Home,
for She thought I could have enjoyed Myself, & I told Her I thought
if Her account was correct I should rather been excused especially
three in a bed. I begin to
suspicion there was some thing more
than a good time, or else You would not have said so much about
it. I think I shall have to enquire in to the matter & find
out a little more about it
to day it is raining hard & the laboring men have
all gone home
& the Clerks, those that have not gone to Church, are sitting
around the store asleep. I begin to like my situation very much
for I have made the acquaintance of a great many friends & the more
I see of them the more I like it. I went to Alexandria last
Monday to see Maj. W.
H. Wood3 about my discharge & have every thing
just as I want it. I am almost sure of my discharge & can
keep the position I now hold or accept the position of a Q. Master at Fortress Monroe
There are a number of Young Ladies from Boston stopping
in this City
& some that are pretty Gay
I have had a number of invitations to call on them, but
have made it an
excuse I did not have time. I went to the Canterbury4 last evening
& meet Lt. Charley Porter5 of the 39th Mass. & We
passed the
evening very pleasant He is here on a furlough for a few
days & is anxious to have a good time. I expected He would
have been down to Office before this, for He is anxious I should go out
this evening to call on some friends
You must excuse the looks of this letter for Mr. Moore
the Supt. has
gone home & He locked up all the pens excepting this miserable
thing that I am using
Hopeing You will enjoy Yourself with Your dear friend
Lillie F
I remain as ever Your Brother
W.H.H. R.
(PS) if You have told Lillie S. who has been
writing to
Her, I can never
forgive You for I done it simply for a joke & thought You would
take it as much.
Letter Notes
1. A
bit of research revealed that Lydia S. is Lydia F.
Steadman, b. 1843, and a neighbor of Lydia Waymouth in Braintree.
Lydia Steadman whomever she was, married William Mayall in 1867.
In an interesting co-incidence, Mr. Mayall’s mother was Mary Forbush,
(apparantly a 4th cousin of mine.)
2.
Carrie is probably William's sister Caroline Rideout, (1844 -
1900). Abbie is unidentified.
3.
Major William H. Wood (1821 - 1887) served as the Assistant
Provost-Marshal General of the Army of the Potomac in 1862 and
superintending, mustering, and forwarding to the field Convalescents,
Stragglers, etc. near Alexandria, Va., from late December 1862 until
May 1864.
4. The
Canterbury is Grover's Canterbury Hall, a somewhat seedy establishment
(perhaps a burlesque) that catered to men only. It was owned by
Theatre operator Leonard Grover, who owned Grover's New National
Theatre.
5.
Lieutenant Charles Hunt Porter (1843 - 1911) was a 19 year old clerk
from Quincy, Massachusetts, when he enlisted as a 2d Lieutenant in Co.
D, 39th Massachusetts Infantry. He was promoted to 1st Lieutenant
on January 29, 1863, (Co. A) and as a Captain (declined) in September
1864. After the war he lived in Boston.
Pictured below, from the
Library of Congress collections, is the envelope from one of William
Rideout's letters addressed to his Lydia Weymouth, [Waymouth]
dated
Hancock, Md. Company B was on picket duty there in December,
1861.
Letter, February
22,
1863
This second letter is clearly addressed
to Lydia Waymouth. William references their mutual friend Fred,
[yet unidentified] which helps determine that the April 14,
letter was also written to Lydia.
Washington D.C.,
Washington’s Birth Day Sunday
February 22nd 1863
Friend Lydia
As it is a
stormy disagreeable
evening & I shall not go to Church I will do my best to
write a
short letter, but will necessaryly be very short for my finger is so
sore it pains me very much to write & for the past week We have had
very disagreeable weather & therefore I have not much news to write.
I rec a letter from Fred this week & He tells the
same old story
that He is expecting His discharge papers every day. He sent me
his Photograph & if it does not flatter him, He is looking much
better than when He left home.
I rec a letter from Lillie F.1 this
week, but I shall not
answer it for
I suppose by this time She knows who it is that is writing to
Her. (but
I hope You did not tell here.)
My Roommate Mr Worcester2 thinks He shall go
back to the
Regt next week
& is very anxious to have me go with him but I hardly think I will,
for I am very well satisfied with the position I now hold.
I went to Falls Church last Monday with a train of
Forage & six
men. We had quite a pleasant trip & stopped at Upton Hill
& Munson Hill & arrived back at Alexandria about eight in the
evening to late to go up to the City, so I took the men to the Hotel to
supper & then down to the Steamer so as to be already to go up in
the morning, here I left the men & went up to Nixons Circus,3
but as
it was a poor affair I did not stop but a little while & then came
back to the Steamer & went to bed & did not get up until the
Steamer arrived in Washington
last evening there was two or three officers here from
the 13th on
furlough & We went to Grovers Theatre4 & passed the
evening very
pleasant. They all think I am very foolish if I go back to the
Army.
For the past few days We have had a severe snow storm
& tonight the
sleigh’s are skipping along the Avenue in gay style. it reminds
Me of the little sleigh ride & tip over We had the night before
Thanksgiving
I wish You could be here this evening I should
admire to take a
little ride out to Bladensburg or some other place
just for pleasure.
hopeing to hear from You soon I will close
this appology
for a letter & remain Your
most affectionate Brother
W.H.H.R.
(When You have some Photographs taken I hope You will
not forget Your
Brother for I should prize one very much especially my adopted Sister’s)
Write soon & let me know some of the particulars of
Your friendship
with Lillie. F.
William Henry Harrison Rideout.
Washington
Foolish Boy, Lydia
D.C.
1863
Lydia Ann
Waymouth
Braintree
Mass.
Picture, Munson's Hill
Caption: “Munson's Hill as it
appears with the
Fort Erected by the Garibaldi Regiment.”
Letter Notes
1.
Lydia F.
Steadman, of Braintree. (b. about1843). A neighbor of Lydia
Waymouth. (see Feb. 15 letter above).
2.
George S. Worcester is Rideout's roomate and 13th Mass. Company B
comrade. More about him will follow.
3.
James M. Nixon's Circus performed regularly in Washington
D.C. every afternoon and evening at 7th and Pennsylvania during 1862,
up until December when Nixon divided the company and established a
theatre in Alexandria. For more about this see page 2 of this
section, when Albert Liscom mentions visiting the circus with his
friends, Nov. 1, 1862.
4.
Grover's Theatre was a popular venue for
shows in Washington during the war. Leonard
Grover's success caused rival John T. Ford to purchase and renovate an
old church and open his more luxurious, Ford's Theatre. (see
image in John Noyes Section above).
Washington D.C., Market Scene in Winter,
1889.
Letter,
February 25, 1863
The next two letters are written to the
same person, and address a concern the recipient may move to
California. The Lydia Steadman narrative continues here,
suggesting
again these letters were addressed to Lydia
Ann Waymouth.
Washington D.C.,
February 25th, 1863
Dear Sister
Yours of the 20th was rec. with much pleasure &
I hasten to give it an early answer but it will neccessaryly be short
for the one I sent you monday contained all the news.
I am sorry You entertain the idea that Lillie S.1
(as I
call Her) or
rather that is the way She sign’s Her name) is a friend of mine for You
are sadly mistaken, She was once I suppose, but she can never be again,
(not if I know myself & I think I do.
You say You thought I placed more confidence in You than
to think You
would tell her. I did, until I received the news that You were
friends
again & then I was dum founded & knew not what to
think.
I was never more astonished at any thing in my life & if I were
with You I could explain Myself a little more definately, by saying
that some day she will disdain to look at You, I know Lydia Stedman
almost as well as I know Myself & I know what her opinion is of You.
I am extremely sorry to hear You think of leaving Your
native land
& going to so distant a country [the
next letter reveals this
distant land is California] as the one You named, for I hardly
know what I should do if I were to part forever with one I so much
love, (& especially my Sister) I am in hopes Your father will
change his mind & not go, but if He does not & You must leave
Me, The worst wish I have, is that You may live happy in Your new home
& never meet a worse friend than Your brother W.H.H. R
You spoke in Your letter of having some idea of paying a
visit to this
city. I think that would be a grand idea for I should be
most happy to see You when You come You had better come
with Annie,1 she thinks of coming & poor company would
be better
than none.
My roommate Mr Worcester has gone to Boston on a little
visit, to see
his Parents & his intended. He thinks of going
back to the
army to accept a commission & is anxious to have me go with
him. He is going to call on my Parents Thursday or Friday
so if
You are down You may see him. He is a pretty boy & a fine
young man. I miss him very much, for I have had to sleep alone
since He went, but to night I have a bed fellow one of Clerks named A.
Supplee.2 He has been in bed for the last half hour
singing like a
canary Bird & He says if I don't stop writing & come to bed He
will throw something (unmentionable) at me. He says if the letter
I am
writing is to my Sister or My Lady to throw in a kiss for Him.
since Sunday We have had delightful weather & the
snow has nearly
all disappeared. last evening I went to Canterbury Hall but did
not stop a great length of time, for I had the blues & felt sick,
so I came home & went to bed, but not to sleep, for there was a
Band of Music seranading, a few doors below
where I board & kept me
awake for nearly two hours. I lay listening to the sweet music
& thinking of the dear ones at home
You will please excuse all mistakes & the looks of
the writing for
I have written this under serious disadvantages My finger is so
sore I can hardly write & my friend in bed has kept me talking ever
since I commenced.
Hopeing to hear from You soon & as often as You can
make it
convenient.
I am Your most affect.
Brother
W.H.H.R.
Letter Notes
1.
Annie is Ann Rideout Robinson (1839 -1867) William Rideout's sister.
2. A.
Supplee - More information is needed to identify this person. A
search of the National Park Service Soldiers' database revealed 11
soldiers with surname Supplee and first initial A.
February 26,
1863
This letter is addressed to the same
person as the previous letter of Feb. 25, most likely Lydia
Waymouth. It continues on the same subjects as the previous letter.
Washington D.C.
February 26th 1863
Dear Sister,
Yours of the 20th was rec.
with much pleasure & answered but as I feel a little homesick to
night I think I cannot improve the time with more pleasure than in
writing to You. it is now past ten o’clock but it is so pleasant
& moonlight I cannot think of going to bed.
I have been out this evening taking a little walk with a
friend of mine
& I expect him in (every
moment) to sleep with
me, so I think I
will stay up & write untill He comes but my letter will not be very
interesting for I have written twice this week & sent all the news.
My roommate Mr Worcester is to come back next tuesday
& then I
shall not be quite as lonesome.
you need not be surprised if You see Me drop in some
evening next month
for I have been thinking of coming for two or three weeks & you
know when I make up my mind to go or come I most always do it.
I am in hopes You will change Your mind about going to California &
come to Washington, for I think You would enjoy a trip here much
better. if Washington is a miserable City it has many
attractions for a
stranger, any one traveling might stay in Washington a week or two
& enjoy themselves very much, but to make it a home is not quite so
pleasant as it might be.
I think I will stop writing to Lillie S. for if She has
not already
found out who it is that is corresponding with her, I fear she will
& then she will be so mad with me, She will be for retaliating in
some form I might not like.
You said You would not tell for You thought it was to
serious a
matter. I cannot see any thing very serious about it. I
promised her some time ago I would write to her but I did not promise
to sign my own name, this corresponding & signing a fictitious name
is nothing very serious. I know of hundreds that have done
it. When I was at work in Boston I carried on a correspondence
with a young lady at the Ladies’ Seminary at Worcester for more than
six months & neither of us ever saw each other & probably never
will. I wrote for mere pleasure & she probably done the same.
You will please not inspect this letter to strong for I
scratched it
off in some what of a hurry & it will not bear inspection.
hopeing to hear from You soon & that You have given
up all ideas of
going to the land of Gold.
I am Your most Affect.
Brother W.H.H.R
George S.
Worcester,
Company B
William mentions his roommate several times.
George Samuel Worcester enlisted in the Fourth Battalion
of
Rifles,
April 17, 1861 and was offered the rank of Corporal. He is listed
in the roster as a 22 year
old clerk from Boston. He mustered into Company B
with the rest of the regiment on July 16, 1861. Worcester was
promoted to Sergeant on April 1, 1862.
He was wounded at the
Battle of Antietam. John Noyes wrote, “...Sergeant Worcester
fought by my side... [he] was shot while talking to me about the range
of my firing, though not severely.”
Worcester 's record further states he was taken
prisoner at Chambersburg, PA on October 10, 1862.
About the time
Worcester is living with Rideout he acquired a discharge from the 13th
Mass to accept a 2nd Lieutenants commission in the 3rd Mass. Heavy
Artillery, Company C.
A few of Worcester's letters have appeared
for sale at various times at on-line auction houses. I have
partial
transcriptions of some of these. The content reveals he was a
member of the Masonic Order, and the friend of an influential
fellow mason,
Charles M. Leland of Walpole. Leland's eldest son Charles (though
only 17 upon enlistment) was also a
private in Company B, 13th MA. Many of Charles Leland's
letters are posted on this site. In the following letter
excerpt, Worcester is trying to help
Charles get a Corporal's warrant with the 13th Mass.
[Pictured is Major George S.
Worcester, 5th Mass. Heavy Artillery, formerly Sgt. Worcester, Co. B,
13th Mass.]
Letter, March 23, 1863
Washington, March 23, 1863
[to fellow Mason Charles M. Leland]
…last week, I saw Lt. [Morton] Tower, of Co. B …I asked
as a special
favor a corporals warrant for your son, which he promised to give
him …I have every confidence in Lieut. Tower, it will be a small
promotion but it gives him just one step above the privates …he will be
in direct line promotion, and I hope he will be more successful than I
have been …if he wants it you could procure him a commission in one of
the negro regts. Quite a number of the boys accepted such a
commission …he would only have to procure a recommendation from Colonel
Leonard and have it presented to Governor Andrew …with the
understanding that he wishes the commission in a colored regiment
…better men than I have gone from the regiment to accept such
commissions…
Nineteen year old Charles Leland was killed at
Gettysburg, July 1, 1863, before
Lt. Tower was able to help him.
Worcester was promoted Captain in the 3rd Mass. Heavy
Artillery on August 11, 1863, and a year
later was commissioned Major. The regiment engaged in garrison
duty in the Defenses of Washington, north of the Potomac, to September,
1865. Worcester mustered
out of the service with his unit, September 18, 1865.
George Worcester was a popular soldier with the Company
B boys, and
was very active in the post war re-unions, up until the time of his
death on April 27, 1895.
Picture, Quartermaster's Wharf, Alexandria
Pictured is the Quartermaster's Wharf,
Alexandria, with a group of horses on the dock. Rideout
superintended the unloading and storage of goods transported by barges
at a similar wharf in
Washington
D.C.
Letter, March
24, 1863
The circumstantial evidence for this
being another letter to Lydia, is the friendship established between
Lydia and William's sister Carrie who is mentioned here, and in the
Feb. 22nd
letter. (Although it is also conjecture that the Feb. 22nd letter
is addressed to Lydia). The theme of swapping photos in
this letter, suggests a
sweetheart rather than a married sibling, as would be the case if the
letter were written to William's married sister Annie.
Washington D.C.,
Tuesday Evening March 24th 1863
Dear Sister
Yours of the 22nd was rec. this
evening with the usual amount of pleasure & I will endeavor to
answer immediately, but my letter will be very short, for I sent You
one yesterday which contained all the news.
Today has been very warm & pleasant & I have
enjoyed myself
much, I have been on the wharf all day with Mr. Colbert checking the
different loads of Hay & Grain as they came off the Barges.
There is a Boat leaves the wharf for Alexandria every hour &
it is
always crowded with good looking Young Ladies, so the time slips away
quite pleasantly ( & so do the Ladies )
this evening it is dark & cloudy & will rain
before morning,
just the way it has been ever since I have been in this City, as soon
as the mud dries up & it is good walking, it is always sure to rain.
I rec. a letter from Carrie, this eve. but it
contained nothing
of importance, said she had not seen You for long, long time. She
is very anxious to know how I spend my evenings & if I have any
serious intentions of selling Myself to any of the Washington Ladies. (
if I do ) says she will make me some presents, if I will only let her
know.
I shall be greatly indebted to You if I rec. one of
those Photographs
but if those are the only terms by which I am to rec. one, I am afraid
I shall never rec. it, for I am so busy at present I do get time
to go
& have mine taken for I never come to the Avenue only in the
evening unless I come up horse back & then I am generally in such a
hurry that I do not have time.
& as regards that one I took from home, I am afraid
that is amongst
the missing for I have looked after it a dozen times. I think I
must have burnt it by accident in burning up some old letters.
but if You can look at it in the light of forgiveness
& send the
one of Yours, I will promise to forward one of mine as soon as I can
get time to go & stand for them.
as regards the style of the Picture, I will let You use
Your own
judgement, for I know You are a young Lady of good taste.
You must excuse the writing spelling & every-thing
else that is
wrong about this letter, for My roommate & Mr Supplee & Mr
Callender1 are
kicking up such a time that I hardly think I could spell
my own name. I have laughed so much at their jokes &
performances My head spins like a top.
They say if I do not stop they will kick the table over
& black my moustache
with the ink so I think it best for me to close but as soon as
I rec. the Photograph I will write a good long letter
From Your most affectionate
Brother W.H.H.R.
Letter Notes;
Walter Callendar, Company C
1.
Walter Callendar, 13th Mass. Company C. Walter was born January
9, 1834 in Stirling, Scotland, the son of James and Christian (Reid)
Callendar. [Spelling seems to
vary between Callendar & Callender]. He came to the
United States in 1857
and worked as a clerk for a Boston merchant. He enlisted in the
4th Battalion of Rifles in April, 1861. Like William H.H.
Rideout, Callendar was detailed to the Quartermaster General's
Departmet at Washington, sometime after the 2nd Battle of Bull
Run. After the war he married Amy Oswald Crow, (1842-1882) of
Glasgow, Scotland, on April 3, 1866 and went went into
business in Providence Rhode Island, founding the dry goods store
Callender, McAuslan and Troup Company. Walter had 3 sons, Walter Reid
Callender, (1872-1934; Graduated Yale 1894); Robert Callender,
(Graduated Yale 1898; d. 1900); and John Alexander Callender,
(Graduated Yale, 1902). Walter senior died in Providence December
30, 1921. Private John B. Noyes, Company B, mentioned Callendar
among
the friends he met in Washington in January, 1863. (See “The
Travels of John B. Noyes,” above). He is also mentioned in the
letters of James Ramsey, Company F. Callendar was active in the
13th Regiment Association post-war re-unions.
Although he only attended
dinners in 1894, and again with his son Walter R. in 1914, he provided
liberal financial support to the organization and ocassionally served
on its executive board. Incidentally, his name is always spelled
"Callender" in the circulars.
Picture, Capitol Grounds July, 11, 1863
Pictured is the green in front of the
Capitol Building, mentioned in William Rideout's letter below.
From where he is writing, he says that he "can hear the noise &
cheers
of the crowd & the Music of the Bands quite plain." This
suggests his quarters were close by. The fairly new Statue of
George Washington, adorns the grounds.
Letter, March
31, 1863
The recipient of this letter is
unknown. It may be addressed to William's married sister
Annie, but I have made my case for Lydia Waymouth. Readers
can make their own judgements.
Washington, D.C.
March 31st, 1863
Dear Sister,
Yours of the 29th was received this evening and also one from C. E.
Pierce,1 but as You were so very kind as to send me Your
Photograph, I
will try and answer Yours first.
As regards Yours of the 23rd being received with unusual
pleasure, there must be some mistake, for it was not received, or at
least it did not afford me any more pleasure than the rest. All
of the letters I receive from home & friends afford much
pleasure, If I wrote You it was received with unusual pleasure it
was a mistake on my part & I must have used the word unusual for usual;
The one I received this evening was received with
unusual pleasure
because it contained the Photograph for which, I am a thousand times
obliged & I in return will send one of mine as soon as I can make
it convenient to have them taken.
I was pleased at the good advice You sent (not to work
to hard) for the
work that I do at the Office would not injure the most delicate Lady in
the world. I am obliged to be at the Office all day, but do
not work some days more than ten minutes. this past week I have
been
very busy on account of the arrival of so many Barges & probably
shall be busy untill about the middle of April, but I always manage to
enjoy myself “busy or not” for when it is pleasant instead of
sending
the Messenger to Head
Quarters with my
Reports I go back and take them
myself.
The past week We have had extremely pleasant weather,
but last evening
it commenced to snow & continued snowing nearly all day. this
evening it cleared off & is quite pleasant (over head) but the
walking is very sloppy.
This evening there was a large Mass meeting on the green
in front of
the Capitol & I should think from the crowd I have seen going that
way it must have been largely attended by both Ladies and
Gentlemen, while I am writing I can hear the noise & cheers
of the crowd & the Music
of the Bands quite
plain.2
Mr. Supplee is with me in my room this evening sitting
at the opposite
side of the table, writing to some Young Lady in Baltimore, his intended I suppose. He
keeps asking me so many foolish
questions I shall get some of them down in this letter if I am not
carefull.
As my steady quiet life affords me but little news of
importance I
think I will bring this to a close, for as You say if I write to much
at once I shall have nothing to write next time.
Give my kind regards to all inquiring friends & write soon.
From your most Affectionate
Brother, Will.
P.S.) I
was extremely
sorry to hear My Mother was sick & hope
it will not prove serious, I think instead of writing to
C.E.
Pierce this evening I will improve the rest of it
in writing to her)
Will
Photo: Crowd in front of the
Capitol, May, 1865
The picture above gives
an impression of a large crowd gathered in front of the capitol.
Instead of snow they are resisting rain. They are gathered for the
Grand Review of the Army.
Letter Notes
1. I
have no information on the identity of C. E. Pierce.
2.
There was a very large Union
Meeting held in the U.S. Capitol on March 31, 1863. Both the
Senate and House Chambers and the associated spaces were filled to
capacity to see the President and most of his cabinet who were in
attendance. Admiral Foote and Andrew Johnson of Tennessee were
the featured speakers. William's letter shows the crowd must have
spilled out onto the lawn in front of the Capitol despite the snowfall.
April 14, 1863
Photo: Navy Yard
In this letter William takes a ride past
the Navy Yard
pictured above.
Letter April
14th, 1863
This letter is probably written to Lydia
Waymouth.
William again
mentions Fred, as in the letter addressed to her dated Feb. 22nd.
The
identities of Fred and John are unknown. Lydia Waymouth' siblings
all
died before their first birthday. Lydia Steadman had no siblings.
Washington D. C.,
April 14th 1863
Dear Sister
Yours of the 12th was rec. this evening & I am greatly in debated
to
You for so early an answer, I was a little surprised at first that You
should keep me waiting so long but after hearing Fred was at home I was
surprised to think I should have rec. any. I am [in] hopes He
will enjoy his visit & as for returning to York I do not
think there is any danger of his doing that at Present
I think He
& John1
ought to be
placed on the retired
list of
soldiers & receive a pension
of a thousand a Year for they have
suffered much for their countries good
My letter this time will necessarily be short, not for
the same reason
You had, because You did not feel like writing ) but because I have
nothing interesting to write about, except the weather ) for the last
week that has [been?]
delightful & taking everything into
consideration I have enjoyed it much, the out-door plants are in bloom
“& everything looks as fresh & green as grass”
(but in reality everything today is not as green as one
might take
them to be, at a distance) I should have written
Sunday
but not having received any for a fortnight, I thought it best to wait
for I would not intentionally tax Your patience with these cheap
letters of Mine, I managed to pass the Sabbath very pleasantly,
in the morning I took a ride over to the Navy-Yard & satisfied my
curiosity by looking at the different articles got up expressly for
destroying life & property & protecting our sea-coast.
in the afternoon I went to Alexandria just for a sail,
took a stroll
around the different Forts & Entrenchments & returned home
early in the evening a wiser, if not a better man.
as I have an engagement this evening at Browns Hotel I
shall be obliged
to cut this letter short, I promised to be there at eight &
it is nearly that now,
hopeing You will enjoy Fred’s short visit, & write
again soon, I am
as ever Yours, most
affectionately
W.H.H. R.
(Those great attractions You spoke of in Washington if I
understand
Your meaning correctly, I believe there is quite a number of them here,
but I have never indulged in any of them as Yet, and as for enjoyment
if
I could not enjoy myself more in Boston in one day than I can here in
one week ( I would never say so )
Picture, Washington from the Capitol
looking West-Southwest
Pictured below is an early photographic
view of Washington, D.C. from the Capitol looking west - southwest,
circa 1863. Maryland Ave. SW and B Street SW [independence Ave.
SW] to the left, Main Ave. 3rd, 4 1/2, and 6th Streets SW to the
center. View includes The Mall, Washington Armory, Armory Square
Hospital, Smithsonian Castle, Washington Canal Botanic Garden, Gas
Works, and the Potomac River. Library of Congress.
The photo represents some of the
attractions the city held in 1863. To paraphrase William
Rideout, “it's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there.”
Return to Table of Contents
John
Noyes Returns to Town
Introduction
Private John B. Noyes had long sought an
officer's commission since the day he determined to volunteer for the
service. Finally on
April 6, 1863 Governor John Andrew appointed him 2nd Lieutenant,
28th Massachusetts Volunteers. Ironically the 28th was an Irish
regiment, and John Noyes would find he did not like the organization.
He received notice of
his appointment on April 17, while he was clerking at Headquarters for
General Marsena Patrick's Office of the Provost Marshal General,
and applied for a 10 day furlough to
go home and purchase an officer's uniform and equipments. This
brought him
through Washington again, although it was more business than
pleasure. He first passed through the city on his way to Boston,
barely stopping, before catching an evening train to New York.
When he returned a week later, after acquiring a uniform, sword, trunk,
and carpet bag, (and visiting family & friends) he again
passed through the city on the way to Aquia Creek Landing to pick up
his discharge
paper. With that in hand he returned to D.C. to get his final pay
from the 13th Mass. and settle accounts. He did not stay too long, the
army was on the move. Between business, he found time to see a few
friends and visit the
Washington Theatre.
Diary Entries, April 28 - May 1, 1863
April 28th. Arrived at Washington at 6 ½ Am.
To Acquia Creek &
the Army. There at 2 P.M. Saw F. W. Vaughan. Slept in the office. Found
my discharge paper there. The Army on the move. Saw Dalton Of
Whipple’s
Staff. Letter to father.
April 29th. Dan Holbrook married to Miss Lockwood.
Pleasant. Left
Falmouth in 10:45 train for Washington. Cannonading heard. Stop
at
Markham’s Hotel. Saw Dorr, Rideout, Chase & Brown. Letter to Martha.
[Levi L. Dorr and W.H.H.
Rideout are pictured elsewhere on this page.]
William M. Chase, William H. Brown, 13th
Mass. Sutlers
Sutler's Chase & Brown were willing
to lend credit to the rank & file of the 13th Mass.; something not
all sutlers would do. John Noyes stopped by to settle his account.
April 30th. Pleas. Rain P.M. Fast day, Paid
Brown & Chase in full. $13.00. Rec’d from him $104.00 8mos.
Pay. To Washington Theater in Eve’g with Ch. [Charles] Richards
to hear J.
Wilkes Booth & Alice Gray in Romeo & Juliet.
May 1st. To Patent Office. Weighed 130 lbs. Paid
in full on my discharge papers $44.00 to April 11. 1863. Letter
to father enclosing $130.00. Clarke of Co. D called.
Percy Townsend, Corp. 39th Regt called on me at the hotel in Eve’g.
Letter to Ellie Coverly.
Charles N. Richards, Company B, and
William T. Clarke, Company D, 13th Mass.
Comments; Charles N.
Richards &
William T. Clarke
Richards was badly wounded in the upper
lip/nose at the battle of Antietam. His comrade Levi Dorr, said
his
head swelled up like a balloon. In later years he grew a beard to
hide the scar. He was discharged from the service in November,
1862 and clerked in Washington during and after the war. For
fifty years he was Keeper of Stationery in the U.S. Senate. He
spoke of his experiences and the many famous personalities he
encountered at the 1914 Regiment Association re-union
dinner.
William
Tilton Clarke of Company D, also clerked for various head-quarters in
Washington during his enlistment and afterwards. It is
interesting that his only mention in John Noyes' diary comes here the
day after Noyes has seen John Wilkes Booth perform at the Washington
Theatre. It was Clarke's apartment across the street from Ford's
Theatre, where President Lincoln was brought after being shot by Booth
two years later. Historian Ida Tarbell wrote in her book, Life of
Lincoln, that Clarke had left the theatre early,
bored with the
play, when shortly afterward he witnessed a commotion in the
street. When he learned what was happening he offered his room
for the dying President. This was disputed by other participants after
Tarbell's history was published. Dave Taylor at his Boothie
Barn Blog, has studied the story, and it appears that it was
Clarke's family that gave this story to historian Ida Tarbell about 20
years
after Clark had died in 1888. President Lincoln was
brought to Clarke's room, but it was another tenant,
Henry
Safford, who boarded on the 2nd floor, and saw the commotion in the
street from his window. Safford believes, Clarke may have written
letters home giving the impression he was present at the time of
Lincoln's death ...and thus caused the misunderstanding. Or,
perhaps Clarke embellished his role in one of the greatest tragedy's in
American history, when speaking of it to others.
George
Washington's Battle Sword
John Noyes mentions seeing Washington's
sword, and other artifacts while visiting the Patent Office Building.
George Washington wore this sword
while serving as commander of the Continental army during the
Revolutionary War. Made in Fishkill, New York, by John Bailey, an
immigrant cutler from Sheffield, England. Washington's nephew
Samuel T. Washington inherited the sword, & Samuel's son donated
the sword to the U.S. government in 1843. National Museum of
American History.
Letter; May 1, 1863
John Noyes was himself somewhat of an
expert on Shakespeare and wrote an unpublished treatise on the English
of Shakespeare's time. He tells his father he has seen the play
Romeo & Juliet, with John Wilkes Booth and Alice Gray in the title
rolls.
Markham’s Hotel, Washington D.C
May 1. 1863.
Dear Father :
I wrote
you from Falmouth on the 28th inst, & to Martha from this place
yesterday. As April 30th was fast day I was not able to get paid
off, so that I was obliged to remain in town to day. Tomorrow I
return to Falmouth. The weather has been beautiful for a few days
past. Washington presents a much gayer view than it did last
January when I was here, when the mud on Pennsylvania Avenue was only
less deep than on the banks of the Rappahannock.
I went last
night to see the reigning star in the theatrical line, J. Wilkes Booth,
brother of Edward & son of him whom you saw when many years younger
than now. J. Wilkes is younger than his brother & has not
quite so much mannerism. His voice is very like Edwin’s, base,
though not so finely cultivated. Occasionally, unlike Edwin, he rants
although perhaps the play, Romeo & Juliet, might be his
excuse. He was ably supported in Mercutis, & Juliet, done by
Miss Alice Gay was Excellent. The death scene was somewhat over acted,
suggesting the idea that J. Wilkes and Miss Alice, were not both to act
Romeo and Juliet together. Sufficient however of play acting, an
amusement I do not often enjoy.
To day I visited the Patent Office, looked very
curiously over the numerous patents models there collected
together. I saw also the Sword of Washington & staff of
Franklin & many of the effects that once belonged to the father of
his country.
[The Hall of Models;
Interior of the Patent Office Building].
As I entered the Provost Marshal’s office to renew
my pass I met a class mate, Percy Townsend a corporal in one of the
later raised regiments, who was in charge of the guard at the
office. I invited him to spend the eve’g with me & he
accepted the invitation.
To day I was paid off on my discharge papers in
full. I send you herewith one hundred and thirty dollars to be
disposed of as you think best. You can receipt for it in a note
directed to me at the 28th Mass. Vols, via Washington D.C., as tomorrow
or next day I shall hunt up the Regiment which is now across the
Rappahannock. Have you read Hooker’s testimony in relation to
Burnside and McClellan before the investigating committee; and the
editorial of the Richmond Whig on “the late Geo. B. McClellan.”
Now that the rebels have nothing to gain from lauding McClellan, they
seem to be very outspoken in their estimate of him as a military leader.
With love to All I am
Your
Affectionate Son
John B. Noyes.
Pictures, John Wilkes Booth & Alice
Gray
Infamous actor, John Wilkes Booth, and
actress Alice Gray.
On May 2nd, Lieutenant Noyes left
Washington by boat and started for his new command. The
Chancellorsville campaign was in full swing. He arrived at
headquarters in Falmouth, ready to start for his regiment that night,
but was not off until the following morning. On May 4th he bivouacked
at U.S. Ford, and joined the 28th Mass. on the battlefield May 5th.
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William
& Lydia; Epilogue
Pictured is the Congressional Library
under construction, April 19, 1863, a month after the fatal accident
reported at the end of the following newsclipping.
Cape Ann Light & Gloucester Telegraph,
May, 1873
Cape Ann Light and Gloucester Telegraph
GLOUCESTER, MASS., SATURDAY,
MAY 23, 1863. [all caps]
The Capitol building at Washington is progressing
towards completion, although not so rapidly as anticipated. There are
about six hundred hands employed upon it, but on account of the unusual
wet weather the work on the dome has been so delayed that the statue of
Liberty will not be raised on the 4th of July, as contemplated.
The beautiful porticos of the wings will be finished this year.
About a week ago some of the glass roofing over the
Library of the House of Representatives fell through from its over
weight, and greatly endangered the life of the Assistant in the
library.
Thursday morning an iron panel over the Congressional Library, while a
workman was walking upon it, broke away and caused the death of the
workman in a very few moments.
Picture: Quarter Master's Office at
7th Street Wharf
Pictured are several workers at the
Quartermaster's Office, 7th Street Wharf, Washington, D.C., taken
May, 1865.
Letter,
October 14, 1863
In this final letter of this small
assortment, William and Lydia's relationship has blossomed into a full
blown romance. Certain words in the letter were made bold
with repeated pen strokes.
Washington D.C.
Wednesday Oct 14th 1863
My Own Dear Lillie
Yours of the 11th I received last Eve with much pleasure & had I
not sent You one last evening, I should feel as though I ought to
answer, but as it is I will endeavor to write a few lines.
You ask why I sent that Poetry & if I thought You
needed to read
it. No! Lillie Dear I
did not. I sent it because my letter
was a short one, & as it contained more thruth than Poetry, I put
it in to fill up.
I did not send it because I thought You needed it, far
be it from
that. I know or at least I take You to be a young Lady that is
smart enough to look out for No. 1.
however, a little advice will
do no person any harm & I know very well there are plenty of
jealous disposition’s in Quincy & Braintree that would do any thing
in this world to wrong You or Me & especially You, when I am away.
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When I am with You to love & protect You, I have no
fears & I
hope the day is not far distant when I shall be with You always.
I often look back to the day of my enlistment & think what a fool I
was, but then when I look at it again, I think it was not quite so
foolish as some might think, for what I have seen & learned I shall
never forget & I have got out of it safe & sound & for all
I know as good if not a better man than when I enlisted.
I think it was a gift from God that I left them when I
did, for had I
been with them at Fredericksburg, Gettysburg & Antietam I
should
have probably been killed, or crippled for life. I enlisted on
the 16th of April 1861 but was not sworn into the US. service until
sometime in July, but the Col. [Leonard] told me in Browns Hotel, two
or three
weeks ago that the Regt. or rather the old Boys of the 13th, would be
mustered out
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sometime in May so You see it will be only seven
or eight months
at the longest. but my coming home will have nothing to do with
that, for I can come most any time, the only trouble is I cannot stay
any length of time after I get there. never mind Lillie Dear,
when next I enlist, I will not enlist in infantry, but infancy &
You know pretty well who’es Company I intend to join, [ L.A.W. ] &
I am under the impression after the Co. is once started or formed, We
can raise as many recruites
for Home-Guard’s as We wish, about the size
of that one You took Care of at the Beach for Amer [?] Presby’s
Wife (
how are You young Zoozo
)
I guess I have written enough of my chin music & as
I have no news
I will bring this to a close & go down on the wharf & see how
My men are working, for they have been lounging about so much for the
past few days I almost afraid
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They have forgotten how to work.
hoping this will find You as gay & happy as You always seemed to
be I will bid You a most affectionate adieu
& remain Yours most Affect.
& devotedly
W.H.H.R.
Lydia A. Waymouth
Epilogue:
Married
Life
William was discharged from the 13th Massachusetts
August 1, 1864. He continued clerking in the Quarter Master
Department in Philadelphia until March 31, 1865.
William and Lydia
married on June 5, 1864 in Philadelphia, PA. They settled in
Quincy, and had 3 sons,
Henry 1865-1924, William 1872-1920 and Carl 1876-1927.
The Ninety-third Anniversary of the Declaration of
American Independence was celebrated in Quincy on Monday, July 5,
1869. William H H Rideout was the Chief Marshal.
Lydia lived until 1885. William would
marry two more times before he passed away at age 79 January 25,
1920. During his life he was very involved in the 13th Regiment
Association re-unions, and was a member of the E.W. Kinsley Post 113 of
the G.A.R. His obituary in the Association circulars says for a
long time up until his death he was employed at the Boston Custom House
as Inspector of Cigars.
All three of his sons attended several of the 13th Mass.
re-unions with their dad.
Something tells me William had a sense of humor. I
think it is because I found the following record of 1873 election
results for Governor in Quincy. Also, it was William
Rideout’s request that the following poem be read at the Dec. 11, 1900
re-union dinner at Young’s Hotel in Boston.
A VETERAN VANQUISHED.
Since I
came back from bloody war in eighteen sixty-five,
Shot up in quite annoyin’ way, but glad to be alive,
It’s been the pleasure of my life to set my frisky jaw
A-waggin’ ‘bout the dangers an’ privations that I saw.
I loved to fight the battles o’er, an’ felt an honest pride
In tellin’ of the part I took upon the Union side,
In grim recitals tendin’ to ‘most any heart appall;
But since that boy o’ mine got back I stand no show at all.
I guess fur
most a thousand times, an’ mebbe more, I’ve sot
An’ told my children thrillin’ tales of how their daddy fought,
An’ when the neighbors’d come in my martial tongue’d flop,
Until I’d know they’d wish to gosh the cussed thing’d stop.
I’d tell ‘em of the tented camps, the marches, an’ the fights,
The fun around the camp-fire in the bivouacs o’ nights,
An’ all the dire privations that a soldier could befall;
But since that boy o’ mine got back I stand no show at all.
I marched
with Billy Sherman from Atlanta to the sea,
Swung ‘round to old Virginny for a shy at Bobby Lee,
I went through more than twenty fights where shells an’ bullets flew,
An’ stained the soil o’ Dixie with my blood a time or two,
An’ ever since the greatest joy o’ life has bin to set
An’ fight them bloody scraps ag’in with some old comrade vet,
Or git the children ‘round me like a eager, lis’nin wall;
But since that boy o’ mine got back I stand no show at all.
Of course,
as veteran soldiers will, some yarns I’d of’n spin
If given an assay fur truth’d pan out mighty thin,
An’ had some old reliable prevarications I
Had come to think was gospel truth myself, an’ that’s no lie.
I saw some rocky service, an’ I fought right up to date,
But if I’d done the fightin’ that my yarns’d indicate
I’d be the biggest warhoss in the hull rebellion stall;
But since that boy o’ mine got back I stand no show at all.
He sets an’
laughs when I begin to boastingly recite
The same old stories he has heard since just he saw the light,
An’ says if us old catacombs had been in Cuby, we
Would never mention fight again to heroes sich as he.
An’ then he’ll turn his talker loose wit stories that’d make
The divil want to grab his hand fur a fraternal shake.
I used to think that I could lie with purty nervy gall,
But since that boy o’ mine got back I stand no show at all.
William H. H. Rideout,
1890, age 49.
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