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Southern Heritage <br>News and Views: April 2010

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Independent poll shows that overwhelming majority of Virginians support Confederate History Month and reject ‘heritage deniers’

From Sons of Confederate Veterans Headquarters, Elm Springs, Tennessee

An independent survey poll conducted April 20-21, 2010 reveals that the recent controversy over Virginia Gov. McDonnell's Confederate History Month proclamation was manufactured by a small group attempting to besmirch and censor an important part of Virginia's history and indeed, America's history. The survey was conducted by the Conquest Group and commissioned by the Sons of Confederate Veterans (SCV). "The poll results cut through the smoke and expose the falsehood of a popular outcry against Confederate History Month," said SCV Commander-In-Chief Charles E. McMichael. "A substantial majority of both native and transplant Virginians have rejected the attempted manipulation---they support more education not less. We stand ready to help," McMichael said.

The survey showed that 66% of Virginians agreed that Confederate History Month (CHM) could encourage more tourism to the state during the upcoming Sesquicentennial. But even more, 69%, believed it could create more educational opportunities for Virginians to more deeply study the complicated historical, cultural and economic issues that led to a war that killed more Americans than all other American wars combined.

"The Sons of Confederate Veterans stand ready to work with Gov. McDonnell and Virginia’s educational system--- or anyone else ---to meet the public demand for greater understanding and perspective," McMichael said. "It is long past time for a balanced presentation of this period without the hyperbole and censorship of the 'Confederate history deniers' who insist that Virginia's history during the period does not merit our interest or study. The poll proves that their simplistic smears and hostile vitriol have been rejected by Virginians," McMichael added.

The poll shows a whopping 86% of Virginians want Confederate memorials and monuments protected by law from the divisive hard core 4% who want them removed. Only 16% of Virginians had an unfavorable opinion of CHM. The SCV believes this can be reduced down to the 4% of hard core heritage deniers through the better education mentioned above.

The corporate media has earned its reputation as anti-Confederate and anti-Southern by its inclusions and exclusions. The poll reveals that 31% view the media as "anti-Confederate" where only 28% saw media coverage as 'fair and balanced.' Hysterical claims of pro-Confederate media bias came in at 13%. These figures demonstrate that most people see that the hard core heritage deniers are attempting to play the victim when they are in fact the aggressors. "Southern heritage advocates do not lobby governors to edit any other group's history month proclamations, nor do we go on TV to insult and smear their sponsors. People of goodwill generally demonstrate better manners," adds McMichael.

"I'm happy to report that this year’s Confederate History Month has been the most successful ever with a record number of proclamations, observances and memorials taking place," McMichael said. "The 50 million Confederate descendents all over America, and especially those fighting in our distant wars, can rest assured that the Sons of Confederate Veterans will fight all attempts to smear the good name of the Confederate soldier who has been honored and studied in military college’s all over the world for 150 years. We welcome all Americans to visit us at or and join with us in honoring the struggles and sacrifices of our ancestors through the ongoing Sesquicentennial commemorations," McMichael added. The 150th anniversary of the war commences in 2011.

Many states (AL, FL, GA, MS, TX) officially observe April 26th as Confederate Memorial Day. In Tennessee, the governor proclaimed April 26th as “Confederate Decoration Day.” Virginia observes Confederate Memorial Day in May with the federal holiday, however North Carolina and South Carolina observe it May 10th (the date Thomas ‘Stonewall’ Jackson died in 1863). Kentucky and Louisiana observe it with Jefferson Davis' birthday on June 3rd.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Flaggin of Scott Report

By Billy Bearden

Yesterday, April 23rd, I went to express my anger and disgust towards one Ga gubernatorial candidate - austin scott. He was an attendee of the Water Conference held at State University of West Georgia along with most all other candidates (barnes was of course absent)

For those not aware of why I would be upset with scott, the reason is in the enclosed picture. In a secret meeting at the Ga Guvz mansion, the barnes' ugly dozen heritage haters (Just couldn't use "Dirty Dozen" lest I seriously offend Lee Marvin, Charles Bronson etc...) is shown plotting the quashing of 79% of Georgia's voters desires.

The ONLY repoob in the room - probably the only repoob inside I-285 that night, and so self important he is the only nut job wearing his legistraitor tag, austin scott is second to barnes right and in the doorway.

I will admit things did not go as planned, but the plan's itinerary was skewed because of UWG's Young Repooblicans info. The plan was to show up outside the original function and catch them leaving, then show up before the free meet and greet session began to welcome them. I arrived in time for the 1st session, but the sign on the door said the Conference was in room '3005' and after 15 minutes of going all over the building looking for 3005, finally a woman on the 3rd floor said there is no 3005, it would appear to be room "1 - 305", so when I did get there, it had already broken up.

Miss Lauren Womack of the UWGYRs stated in a release that a special meet and greet before the event began would be held at 4:30 with austin scott. Prior to setting up, and an empty parking lot - I asked a person inside the building (happened to be UWG Vice President) what time the event started, which turned out to be in reality 7pm

When I came back at 5:50 to set up, the scott mobile was already there.

In what I believe is a first for Flagging, I tried a new tact - a reverse flagging.

On my truck, I had a Betsy Ross, a Gadsden, a DTOM 13 stripe Naval Jack, and a 1956 Ga State Flag. Directly across the street, I had a barnes flag. (I felt so dirty and awful)

The event was poorly attended, and the UWGYRs who were in charge of parking made folks like Ray McBerry's contingent (he also was a no show cause he is a VERY busy dude working for us Georgians) Haralson County Chairman Alan Poole, and black candidate Carl Camon as well as Channel 2 and 5 park about a block away. scott was closest to the entrance in the special parking...

The reverse flagging was interesting. Out of the people I saw enter, I spoke with all but about 5 of them. Basically it was questions like "Do you like this flag?" and "How do you feel about RINOs" and the expected answer was always NO, then I would say either - austin scott voted for this flag and was in the secret meeting with barnes to change it, or Please vote for austin scott as he is the best choice for democrats!

The best conversation I had was with an elder man, and we were discussing the flag, and he was most interested to learn that had the flag theft worked (meaning barnes became a mega hero) that barnes would have gone on to the DNCs VP choice on the Kerry ticket, and Sonny Perdue would have lost, and the democraps would have maintained control - and a big thanks could be laid at the feet of austin scott for helping defeat the party he claims he represents.

I was expecting some support, but it was probably best they stayed away, cause as I said it was a poorly planned event that had low turnout. I will say a reverse flagging can be improved upon, but for now-

That's all, Folks!

Monday, April 19, 2010


By Bob Hurst

During the War for Southern Independence there were 425 individuals in Confederate service who officially held the rank of general officer ( brigadier general, major general, lieutenant general or (full) general). By the end of the War the South had lost 126 of these general officers. The majority of these losses, of course, consisted of generals who were either killed in action or later died of their wounds. Others resigned for various reasons and some died of natural causes among the varying reasons for this attrition.

To me, the most tragic losses are those that occurred that didn't have to happen. The greatest loss to the Confederacy in this category was that of General Stonewall Jackson who was mistakenly shot by Southern troops from North Carolina in the aftermath of the great victory at Chancellorsville. In the darkness of evening, Gen. Jackson and members of his staff, while riding through the woods, were misidentified by the North Carolinians as Federals and the Tar Heels opened fire on them. Death by "friendly fire" occurs in all wars but seldom with the devastating impact of this particular incident. The death of Gen. Jackson changed the entire outlook for the War.

While not as devastating to the Confederacy as the death of Gen. Jackson, the death of another Southern general has always saddened me because of the circumstances of the event.

The great Confederate warrior, General Nathan Bedford Forrest, was quoted as saying, " War is about fightin' and fightin' is about killin' ". Forrest was speaking of killing the guys on the other side - your enemies. War. of course, is about killing people and breaking things. As tragic as this is, it is sometimes necessary.

What is not necessary is for two warriors on the same side to take up arms against each other and this is what makes the confrontation between Confederate generals Lucius Marshall Walker and John Sappington Marmaduke both sad and tragic.

Both men were from outstanding families as were so many of the general officers of the Confederate Army. General Marsh Walker was from Columbia, Tennessee and was a nephew of the greatest citizen to ever reside in that fair city, President James Knox Polk. ( For those of you who might not be aware, the national headquarters of the Sons of Confederate Veterans is located in Columbia ). He was a West Point graduate and a successful businessman in Memphis when war broke out in 1861.

General John Marmaduke was the son of a former governor of Missouri and had studied at both Yale and Harvard ( when that meant something ) before he graduated from West Point.

By summer of 1863, both Walker and Marmaduke had been promoted to the rank of brigadier general and were commanding a cavalry division in the District of Arkansas. The trouble between the two began during the Confederate attack on Helena ( Arkansas ).

In his post-engagement report of this encounter, Gen. Marmaduke questioned the competency of Gen. Walker and accused him of not pressing the attack which left Marmaduke's flank vulnerable. Marmaduke was so angry about this failure to act by Walker that he failed to inform Walker of a retreat order which subsequently left Walker and his men in great danger.

As the Confederates fell back from Helena and advanced toward Little Rock, General Sterling Price ordered Walker and Marmaduke to combine forces. This enlarged force was under the command of Gen. Walker since he held seniority over Marmaduke. This entire situation was akin to a keg of dynamite being pushed closer and closer to an open fire.

The purpose of this combined force was to guard the approach to Little Rock. Once again ill feelings were stirred as Marmaduke believed that Walker again failed to pursue the enemy at a critical point and Marmaduke's troops were left in a dangerous predicament. Even worse, Marmaduke twice requested assistance from Walker and on neither occasion was the help forthcoming. Unfortunately, for whatever reason, Walker even failed to respond to the requests from Marmaduke.

When Marmaduke's troops finally reached safety in Little Rock, he quickly requested that his division be taken out of Walker's command and this was immediately approved by Gen. Sterling Price. It was related to Gen. Walker that Gen. Marmaduke had characterized his actions as "cowardly".

On September 2, 1863, Walker sent to Marmaduke a letter requesting a confirmation from Marmaduke of this characterization.This began a series of letters that went back and forth between the two camps and eventually the task of correspondence was passed by each general to a close friend. Walker chose Colonel Robert Crockett, a nephew of Davy Crockett, and Marmaduke chose Captain John Moore. By September 4, nothing had been settled through the exchange of letters so Col. Crockett, on behalf of Gen. Walker, demanded "the satisfaction due to a gentleman". On September 5, Capt.Moore, on behalf of Gen. Marmaduke, accepted the challenge to a duel.

Dueling had been outlawed in Southern states by this time but that made no difference. ( As a side note, those of you living in upper Florida or south Georgia may remember hearing or reading of the establishment of a " no man's land " between the two states where duels could be fought without occurring within the boundary of either state.) As the challenged party, Marmaduke's camp established the terms of the duel which included time, place and distance ( fifteen paces ) among others.

The duel took place at 6 A.M. on the morning of September 6, 1863. The second shot fired by Gen. Marmaduke struck Gen. Walker in the side passing through his kidney and lodging in his spine causing immediate paralysis in his lower body. As he was being taken into Little Rock for medical treatment, Walker asked his friend Crockett if he had hit Marmaduke with a shot. When told that he had not, he responded that he was happy he had missed since now Gen. Marmaduke could continue to provide service to his country.

Col. Crockett told Gen. Walker to not speak of death but Walker knew with certainty he would soon die and told Crockett that he desired to see his wife after he died so he could affirm to her that the defense of his honor necessitated the action that he took. He also asked Col. Crockett to tell Gen. Marmaduke that Marsh Walker forgave him and did not want him to be either prosecuted or persecuted for the duel. ( Charges of murder for dueling were soon dropped against Marmaduke.) General Walker died shortly after making this request - an honorable man to the end.

General John Marmaduke lived for more than 30 years after the War ended and accomplished much during these years culminating in his election as governor in Missouri where he died in office after serving for more than a dozen years.

It was written that John Marmaduke always regretted the fact and the circumstances of the duel. To my knowledge this was the only instance of a duel being fought during the War involving two Confederate generals. I'm sure that, considering the volatility of the relationships between many of the generals ( Forrest and Bragg, for instance ), the thought crossed many minds.Thankfully, in those other disagreements the contending parties determined that it was best to not war against your compatriots.

As tragic as the end result of this disagreement was, I cannot speak against the concept of honor. It seems to me that in this world in which we now find ourselves that honor is a trait that is in short supply. Would that it not be so.


Bob Hurst is a Southern Patriot who belongs to a number of heritage, historical and ideological organizations. He has special interests in Confederate and Southern history and the Antebellum architecture of the South. He is Commander of Col. David Lang Camp, Sons of Confederate Veterans, in Tallahassee and also 2nd Lt. Commander of the Florida Division, SCV. Contact him at or 850-878-7010.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

What the South Feared From Union With the North


After the barbaric Nat Turner massacres occurred in August 1831, no one in the American South could sleep peacefully and without wondering if they would be alive in the morning. The over-population of the South with African labor first for Britain’s colonial empire, and later by New England slavers bringing more slaves to produce raw cotton for profitable Massachusetts mills, left what Jefferson referred to as “having the wolf by the ears.”

The Santo Domingue-Haiti butchery in the mid-1790’s alerted white Southerners of what a large population of Africans could do once armed and seized with rage, and by 1830 fanatic Northern abolitionists were agitating for a bloody race war in the South. And by the time of John Brown’s treason in 1859, the American South was no longer interested in a Union with those who fomented and financed the butchery of old men, women and children. What Nat Turner engaged in below was in no way “insurrection,” it was premeditated and heinous murder of defenseless Americans.

The following is a bit graphic and long, but an excellent reminder of what drove the lower South to secession. A question to ask today is why were the Northern abolitionists silent on practical and peaceful solutions for the eradication of African slavery, and why was it only bloody race war that they advocated?

Bernhard Thuersam, Director
Cape Fear Historical Institute

What the South Feared From Union With the North:

With no large plantations, there were no large slaveholders, and the county typified older communities where slavery was passing by personal manumission; the slaves and freed Negroes outnumbered the whites to make a potentially dangerous problem. To 6500 whites, there were 7700 slaves and 1500 freed Negroes. Slave and free, all Negroes lived in intimate proximity to the whites, a situation which did not exist on large plantations where overseers came between the masters and field hands. Field hands in that sense scarcely existed in Southampton County.

The most successful plantations were operated avocationally by professional men, doctors and lawyers, since the plantation represented the aspiration of everyone. In the same way, many of the plantation-conscious farmers supplemented their agricultural incomes by working as artisans in small enterprises. Such a man was Joseph Travis, the honest coachmaker.

He had apprenticed to him a sixteen-year-old boy, who shared the bedroom of Mr. Travis’ foster son, Putnam Moore. Mrs. Travis, whose first husband had died, had a baby by Joseph Travis. This small family had no house servants as such. The few colored families of slaves lived in a single cluster of buildings around the farmyard and there was no distinction between house people and field hands. There the whites and blacks, working together and virtually living together, shared an hourly and constant companionship, and knew one another with the casual intimacy of members of the same family. Though everybody worked hard, the slaves were held to a fairly rigid schedule.

Working five days a week from roughly sunup until sundown, they had Saturday afternoons and Sundays off. They were encouraged to grow garden crops for themselves on allotted plots of ground, either to fill out their diets according to personal tastes or for use in trade or barter. Skills were taught them and, as in other families like the Travises, who could not afford to free their lifetime investment, sometimes a Negro worked out his freedom at a trade.

Great attention was given to their religious education. They went to the whites’ churches, where the Methodist and Baptist preachers of the peoples’ religion evoked fiery and wondrous images, and they developed their own preachers, who supplanted the whites’. Such a Negro preacher acted as Joseph Travis’ “overseer.”

The overseer of this little family plantation, bearing not even unintentional similarity to Simon Legree, merely acted for the owner with the few Negroes who worked on the farm. With Joseph Travis busy at his coachmaking, somebody had to be in charge of the work, though The Preacher extended his leadership over the total lives of the three families in the Travis farmyard, and exerted considerable influence over other Negroes in the scattered community.

He always said that Mr. Travis was a very kind man, maybe even too indulgent with his people, and Mr. Travis regarded The Preacher as something of a privileged character. He had been born in the county of an African mother and a slave father, who ran away when The Preacher was a child. He had been raised by his grandmother, who worked on his religious education, and by his mother, who was deeply impressed with the child’s gift of second sight.

When the owners’ attention was called to his precociousness, they encouraged him to read and gave him a Bible. He culled the Bible for predictions and prophesies which he used to impose his visions on his fellow slaves. He found portents in the sun and moon, portentous hieroglyphics in leaves and suchlike, and in general created of himself a mysterious figure of supernatural gifts.

The Preacher did not regard himself as a humbug in imposing on his fellows. He actually believed he could read signs in the sky. “Behold me in the heavens,” the Holy Spirit said to him, and he beheld and he knew. He knew the signs were directing him toward a holy mission. In the spring of 1828, he heard a loud noise in the heavens and, he said, “The spirit instantly appeared to me and said the Serpent was loosened, and Christ had laid down the yoke he had borne for the sins of men, and that I should take it in and fight against the Serpent, for the time was fast approaching when the first should be the last and the last should be free.”

The twenty-first of August was a Sunday, in the season when the white people spent the day away at camp meetings. In The Preacher’s cabin, his wife was fixing Sunday dinner for their child. In the woods below the fields, six of The Preacher’s disciples were gathered in the glen, where to a Sunday feast they added some of the apple brandy which was always handy to acquire. Only one of them belonged to Mr. Travis – Hark Travis, a magnificently and powerfully built black man. Two others, Sam and the ferocious Will Francis, belonged to one of Mrs. Travis’ brothers. As farms were relatively few in the sparsely settled and wooded country, all the Negroes were intimately acquainted.

The Preacher, after his custom of keeping himself aloof, joined the frolic in the middle of the afternoon, when several hours of feasting and drinking had his followers in receptive humor. From then until full night he coached them in the details of his predestined mission in which they were to be allowed to participate.

At ten o’clock they left the woods and silently approached the dark farmyard of the Travis house. All lights were out in the house where the family, tired from their trip to the camp-meeting, were asleep. In the farmyard stood a Negro named Austin, who joined them, and brought The Preacher’s band to eight.

The seven followers went to the unlocked cider press while The Preacher studied the situation. When the silent man returned, The Preacher directed Hark, the Apollo, to set a tall ladder against an upper story window sill. The Preacher climbed the ladder, stepped through the open window, and tiptoed through the familiar house down to the front door. When he opened it, his disciples crept in. The fearsome Will Francis held a broadax and one of the men gave The Preacher a hatchet. Without any other weapons, the eight men crept into the master bedroom, where Mr. & Mrs. Travis were asleep.

When The Preacher stood over them, he paused, looking on the face of the kindly man who had given him so many privileges. The other Negroes told him the leader must strike the first blow. After another pause, The Preacher struck suddenly and awkwardly down at the sleeping man.

The hatchet glanced off, giving a blow to the side of the head. Mr. Travis, startled into wakefulness, struggled out of bed, sleepily calling for his wife. When his bare feet touched the floor, Will Francis, with no confusion of purpose, brought the broadax down on his head in a single long stroke. Without another sound, Mr. Travis fell dead to the floor. Whirling, Will came down with the broadax again, and Mrs. Travis died in her bed without ever coming fully awake.

The sounds had not aroused the two sixteen-year-old boys – Mrs. Travis’ son, Putnam Moore, and the apprentice, Joel Westbrook – asleep in the same bed in a room in another part of the house. They were killed before they were awakened.

Last, The Preacher went into the baby’s room. He had often played with the child and fondled it, and the baby smiled at him when he woke up. The Preacher backed out, unable to touch the child, and sent in Will and another follower to knock the baby’s brains out against the brick fireplace.

With the house theirs, they took four shotguns, several muskets, powder and shot, and exchanged their clothes for garments of the dead men. To give a dash to their new costumes, they got some of the red cloth with which the top of the gig was lined and tore that into sashes to go around their waists and shoulders. The material gave out and they made other strips from sheets, which they dyed in the freely flowing blood. The Preacher felt that this unit was now ready to serve as the nucleus around which all the slaves of the county would rally.

With some of the force mounted on Travis’ horses, they went to the small farm owned by Mrs. Travis’ brother, who was also the brother of the owner of Sam and Will. This younger Mr. Francis, a bachelor who lived with his one slave in a single-room house, came to the door when Will and Sam called to him that they had a message from his brother.

When he opened the door they grabbed him. He was a strong man and he fought, calling to his loyal slave for his gun. One of The Preacher’s men shot Mr. Francis’s slave, Nelson, who managed to stagger to the back door and escape in the darkness to the woods. He started out to give the alarm to his master’s brother, the owner of Will and Sam, but he didn’t make it that far. Mr. Francis was finished off before Nelson had reached the woods, going down under repeated blows from the hatchet.

From there The Preacher’s band walked on through the night to the home of Mrs. Harris, a widow with several children and grandchildren. Unbeknownst to themselves as they slept, this family was spared through the agency of their slave, Joe, who joined The Preacher on the condition that his people be spared.

With their first recruit, the band descended on the home of the widow Reese, whose front door was unlocked. They killed her in her sleep, her son as he awakened, caught the white farm manager who tried to escape in the darkness. He got off with his life by feigning death, though he was forever after crippled.

By then other slaves, too frightened to defend the whites but unwilling to join the insurgents, had fled before the band, and nearby plantations were warned. Not willing to risk losing any of his eight followers, The Preacher changed his course.

At sunrise on Monday morning they reached the substantial home of the widow Turner…Mrs. Turner’s manager was already at work at the distillery beside the lane to the house. He was shot and stripped, his clothes going to the last recruit, the Joe who had saved his own people. Mrs. Turner and a kinswoman were awakened by the shot and came downstairs to bolt the door. The fearsome will battered the door down with several strokes of his ax, and the two women were grabbed in the hallway.

While they pleaded for their lives, Will went about his skillful work of execution on Mrs. Turner, and The Preacher pulled Mrs. Newsom, trembling violently, out of the door. He kept striking her over the head with a sword he had acquired. The edge was too blunt to kill the screaming woman and Will, turning from the corpse of Mrs. Turner, methodically finished off The Preacher’s victim with his ax.

They got silver there and more decoration for their costumes, and when they left the silent plantation at full daylight their number had spread to fifteen. They divided, those on foot under The Preacher swinging by the Bryants’, where they paused to kill the couple, their child, and Mrs. Bryant’s mother, before joining the mounted force at the pleasant establishment of Mrs. Whitehead.

When The Preacher’s force got there, Mrs. Whitehead’s grown son had already been hacked to death in a cotton patch while his own slaves looked on. Inside the house three daughters and a child, being bathed by his grandmother were dead. Will was dragging the mother of the family out into the yard, where he decapitated her, and a young girl who had hidden was running for the woods. The Preacher caught her and, his sword failing him again, beat her to death with a fence rail. Another daughter, the only member of the family to survive, had made it to the woods where she was hidden by a house slave.

When they left the seven dead and mutilated bodies at the Whiteheads’, The Preacher’s band had grown and acquired more weapons and horses. They had also drunk more cider and brandy, and they moved boldly ahead to continue the massacre although they knew that the alarm was out by then. Several of the next small plantations in their line of march were deserted. The band divided again, with Will the executioner leading the mounted force toward the house of his own master, Nathaniel Francis, the brother of The Preacher’s Mrs. Travis and of the bachelor whose slave, Nelson, had been among the first to give the warning.

Though the warning had not reached the Francis plantation, a Negro boy had told Mr. Francis a wild tale of the slaughter of his sister’s family. Having heard nothing of The Preacher’s band, Mr. Francis and his mother were on their way to investigate the grisly scene awaiting them at the Travis household.

Two of Mr. Francis’ nephews, eight- and three year-old boys, were playing in the lane as the Negroes rode silently toward them. The three-year-old, seeing the familiar Will, asked for a ride as he had many times before. Will picked him up on the horse, cut off his head, and dropped the body in the lane. The other boy screamed and tried to hide, but they were too fast for him.

Henry Doyle, the overseer, seeing this, ran to warn Mrs. Francis. He was shot dead in the doorway of the house, but not before he had warned Mrs. Francis. A house slave hid her between the plastering and the roof in one of the “jump” rooms, and kept The Preacher’s band away from her hiding place by pretending to hunt for her. When the Negroes had gone on, the house slave of necessity among them, Mrs. Francis came down to find the other house women dividing her clothes, including her wedding dress. One attacked her with a dirk and another defended her. She escaped to join her husband and be taken to safety.

When the band left the Francis plantation, the alarm by then was general and the Negroes were beginning to get drunk. They headed for the road to the county seat. They found more deserted houses, where faithful slaves had left to hide their masters, and met other slaves who had waited to join the insurrectionists. At young Captain Barrow’s the warning had been received and the overseer had escaped, but Mrs. Barrow, a woman of beauty, had delayed to arrange her toilet before appearing abroad. She tarried so long that the Negroes reached the house before she left. Her husband called to her to run out the back door while he fought from the front.

In leaving, Mrs. Barrow had the same experience with her house slaves as had Mrs. Francis. A younger one tried to hold her for the mob, while an older one freed her and held the young
Negro woman while her mistress escaped. In front, Captain Barrow emptied a pistol, a single-shot rifle, and a shotgun, and fought with the butt of the gun across the porch, through the hall, and into the front room. He was holding them off when a Negro on the outside reached through the window sill and, from behind, sliced his throat with a razor.

The Preacher’s men had great respect for Captain Barrow’s bravery. They drank his blood and spared his corpse mutilation. Instead, they laid him out in a bedquilt and placed a plug of tobacco on his breast.

It was ten o’clock Monday morning when they left there, and the two bands soon converged. They then numbered about fifty. The Preacher’s vision of a mass insurrection was coming true. White men were trying to form a force ahead of the band but some of the men, on seeing the bleeding and mutilated bodies of women, hurried back to their farms to hide their own wives and children. Hundreds of women and children were gathering in the county seat at Jerusalem, unaware that the band’s winding course was directed there.

On the way The Preacher’s formidable force passed more deserted places, but got its biggest haul at Walker’s country corner. A children’s boarding school was there and a large distillery, a blacksmith shop, and the wheelwright, and it had taken some time to gather all the people in the neighborhood. Before they could start for Jerusalem, the Negroes were on them. Some escaped to the screams of those being chased and butchered. More than ten were killed there, mostly children.

From the Walker massacre, the band headed directly for Jerusalem. By then eighteen white men had gathered with arms at some distance from the town, where four hundred unarmed people had collected. The Preacher’s band of sixty would have reached the town first except that his lieutenants overruled him when they passed the famous brandy cellar at Parker’s deserted plantation, three miles from town. They tarried there to quench their thirsts.

The eighteen white men came on them in Parker’s field and opened fire. In a short, pitched battle the boldest Negroes, leading a charge, fell, and most of the insurrectionists fled. The Preacher escaped with twenty of his most faithful followers, and headed for the Carolina border.

He was seeking new recruits then. They were slow coming in and victims were getting scarce. Late in the afternoon The Preacher, still supported by the Apollo-like Hark and Will with his broadax, allowed a single armed planter to hold off his band from a lady with two children. That planter’s family had already escaped to safety.

[After camping that night]…at dawn, The Preacher started for the large and handsome home of Dr. Blunt, one of the county’s few plantations of the legend, and on the edge of the district of yesterday’s triumph. Not seeking victims then, The Preacher wanted fresh supplies and recruits to put heart and strength back into the insurrection.

He reached the Blunts’ yard fence just before daylight. A precautionary shot was fired to see if the darkened house was deserted, as expected. Then the powerful Hark broke down the gate, and the group advanced toward the house, looking for salves to join them. The band was within twenty yards of the house when firing broke out from the front porch. Hark Travis, one of the original conspirators…fell wounded in the first volley. When The Preacher, shaken but grown desperate, tried to rally his force for an attack, another volley dropped two more. His men broke. At that moment, Dr. Blunt’s slaves came swarming out of hiding places, armed with grub hoes, and rushed the insurrectionists. The Preacher fled with his men, Dr. Blunt’s slaves rounded up several prisoners, including the wounded Hark, crawling toward a cotton patch.

Dr. Blunt, his fifteen-year-old son, and his manager had done the firing, while the women loaded single-shot rifles and shotguns. Before The Preacher’s men arrived, Dr. Blunt had given his own slaves the choice of fighting with his family or leaving. They chose unanimously to fight.

More in desperation than purpose [The Preacher] led the dozen remaining followers to retrace their triumphant steps of the day before. At the first plantation the Greenville County cavalry militia rode them down. They killed will, the ax-executioner, and killed or captured all except The Preacher and two others. The insurrection was over then, though the alarmed neighbors did not know it.

Following the Greenville cavalry, other militia units poured into the county during the next two days, and US Marines from Norfolk. The two men who had escaped with The Preacher were captured. Many who had followed the leader during the successful stages of Monday had returned to their homes. They were hunted down, some killed and others taken to jail. But The Preacher eluded them until the beginning of October.

While changing hiding places on another Sunday, he encountered a poor farmer in some woods. Like his neighbors, this Mr. Phipps was carrying a gun when he came upon the ragged, emaciated, and wretched-looking Preacher, who immediately surrendered.

No demonstration was made against The Preacher when he was brought to jail or when he and fifty-two others were brought to trial. Of these, seventeen were hanged and twelve transported. Of five free Negroes among them, one was acquitted, the others went to Superior Court, where one more was acquitted and three convicted. The Preacher confessed fully to his leadership and to the details of the murder of more than fifty white people.

With The Preacher’s execution, the case was closed and entered the record books as Nat Turner’s Rebellion.

In history, the unelaborated reference to “Nat Turner’s Rebellion” has been made so casually for so long that the tag has no association with the terror and horror of mass murder. Also, to the population of the United States today the slave insurrection in Haiti is a remote thing, part of the inevitable and the just march of events. But to the South, where white refugees had fled – at least one to Southampton County – the Haiti massacre was the dread reminder of what could happen to them. With Nat Turner, it had happened. The deep fear of the blacks’ uprising against them had been implemented. It was never to leave.

(The Land they Fought For, Clifford Dowdey, Doubleday & Company, 1955, pp. 14-22)

Wednesday, April 14, 2010



It never ends, it never stops. The present culture war within the United States flared up again just last week when liberals attacked Virginia Governor McConnell for issuing a proclamation making April Confederate History month. CNN, AOL, and countless other media outlets once again flew the image of the Confederate Battleflag on television and computer screens once again attacking Southern heritage and history, though there criticisms didn't seem quite as sharp as in previous times.

The Texas Division, and the Army of the Trans Mississippi, Sons of Confederate Veterans anticipated this rise publicity and continued twisiting of history by organizing THE ROAD TO SECESSION Sesquicentennial event. This event is intended to summarize the events, personalities and issues of the ante bellum period which led to secession. The event has been organized around the question: "Why did the good and Christian people of the South choose secession?"

THE ROAD TO SECESSION is comprised of both symposium where participants will offer 15 page papers on why their respeoctive states voted out of the Union! These papers will be collated and organized into a Symposium Proceedings and published. THE ROAD TO SECESSION Committee isactively seeking participants. Dr. Clyde Wilson of South Carolina, the Kennedy Brothers (of The South War Right fame), and Dr. Frazier of the Grady McWhinney Foundation have all agreed to attend.

In addtion, a Living History will be conducted at THE ROAD TO SECESSION event. The Committee reports that Gary Bray of the DFW area is organizing a re-enactment of the Harper's Ferry Raid and needs participants. In addition, the Committee hopes to field 40 re-enactor impersonators portraying everyone from John Brown and Abraham Lincoln to John C. Calhoun and Jefferson Davis. Frederick Douglas and other famous African Americans of the period will also be invited.

THE ROAD TO SECESSION has already been written about and advertised in the Confederate Veterans Magazine, The Civil War News and The Civil War Courier. The event is being conducted on a 400 acre Christian Camp in East Texas, about 90 minutes from Shreveport and Texarakana.

"This is chance for re-enactors and members of the SCV and other heritage organizations to help define the Cause...what was the war about," says Mark Vogl, organizer of the event. "We need commitments for participation, this is a once in a life time event, and we are hoping to have participants from all over the country." Vogl went on to say that for a mere 60.00 dollars per person, per day, they can provide both meals and a comfortable lodging, but in order to assure a space at this price its important to make your commitment now.

To make reservations, or get more information, contact Mark Vogl, 2d Lt. Commander, Texas Division, at or call him at 903-725-3175.

Finally, Vogl says this event needs financial support. "We have raised over 3500.oo so far, but the lease for the camp is over 10,000. In addition, there will be costs for publishing the proceedings, assisting some impersonators coming from long distances, etc. "We are a tax deductible event, and we need all the help we can get." said Vogl. So far a number of camps within the SCV have made contrubitions.

Monday, April 12, 2010

The Great Locomotive Chase

By Calvin E. Johnson, Jr., Chairman of the National and Georgia Division Confederate History Month Committee for the Sons of Confederate Veterans and a resident of Kennesaw, Georgia —home of the famous Locomotive “The General.”

April is Confederate History and Heritage Month!


2010 marks the 54th anniversary of Walt Disney Pictures great movie classic "The Great Locomotive Chase" starring Fess Parker and Jeffrey Hunter.

Our nation's most famous locomotive "The General" is now home at the Southern Museum of Civil War and Locomotive History in Kennesaw, Ga. Kennesaw is about 45 miles north of Atlanta on the Old Highway 41.

April 12, 2010, is the 148th anniversary of the "Great Locomotive Chase" that made "The General" famous. Jefferson Cain, an employee of the Western and Atlantic Railroad, was Engineer of The General. At 4:15 on the morning of April 12, 1862, Cain pushed the throttle of The General and drove the engine out of Atlanta, Georgia for Chattanooga, Tennessee as a cool spring rain fell on the city.
During the spring of 1862, the peaceful town of Big Shanty (now Kennesaw) was paid not so peaceful a visit by Union spies led by James Andrews, who brought with him plans to disrupt Confederate supply lines. Andrews and his men boarded the train at Marietta, Georgia. They had spent the previous night at the Fletcher House now (Kennesaw House). Twenty boarded the train while two were left behind.

The next stop was the Lacy Hotel in Big Shanty for a twenty minute breakfast break. That's where The General was stolen in full view of “Camp McDonald" a drill camp and home to many Confederate officers and enlisted men. There was no telegraph there, which was one reason Andrews chose the site.

Andrews, A Kentuckian, had made a name for himself by smuggling much needed quinine through Union lines for the benefit of Confederate soldiers and civilians. There were with him three experienced engineers, William Knight, Wilson Brown and John Wilson. When asked where they were from, they replied by saying, "I am from Fleming County, Kentucky." They also said that they were on their way to join the Confederate Army.

The official plan to steal The General was approved by Union General Ormsby Michael. The plan was to take the locomotive north on the Western and Atlantic Railroad and destroy tracks, bridges and tunnels along the way. General Michael agreed that he would take Huntsville on April 11, 1862, and then would wait on Andrews before moving into Chattanooga, Tennessee.

"Someone.....has stolen my train,” William Fuller, conductor on the General said in amazement as the train was pulling away from the Big Shanty train depot. Men of the Western and Atlantic railroad almost immediately began the chase with engineer Jefferson Cain, William Fuller, and machine foreman Anthony Murphy close behind.

With no telegraph at Big Shanty, the men ran north along the railroad tracks to Moon Station and procured a platform handcar; then went on until they found "The Yonah." The next train used was the "William R. Smith."

The last locomotive used in the chase by William Fuller was the famous “Texas” that was heading south. The Texas is now housed in Atlanta, Georgia’s Cyclorama at Grant Park. With no time to spare, the Texas was run in reverse through the entire chase.

James Andrews and his Raiders were slowed down by southbound trains that had to pass before they could continue. With the telegraph out of service, Fuller was fortunate to catch telegraph operator Edward Henderson. Fuller gave the young Henderson a hand up on the train, as it was in motion, and gave him a message for General Ledbetter that Henderson sent from Dalton.

Andrews and his men failed to destroy the bridges over Georgia’s Chickamauga Creek, Etowah River and Tunnel Hill. They also failed to slow down the pursuers by setting up the cars of The General on fire and sending them back down the railroad tracks. The end came when they ran out of wood and lost power about 18 miles south of Chattanooga.

It took about two weeks for the Confederates to capture the Union spies. Some of them made it as far as Bridgeport, Alabama. Eventfully, all 20 of Andrews Raiders were captured. James Andrews and six of his men were hung in Atlanta, eight escaped, and others were paroled.

The United States Congress created the Medal of Honor in 1862 and it was awarded to some of the raiders. James Andrews was not eligible because he not a part of the military service.

William Fuller, who is buried at Atlanta’s Oakland Cemetery, was recognized by the Confederate Government, Georgia Governor Joseph Brown and the Georgia General Assembly for his act of heroism.

Learn more about Confederate History Month at: and

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Commentary by Mississippi Division Chief of Staff

I know you all have been made aware of the various polls being taken in Virginia as a result of Governor Bob McConnell's proclamation of Confederate Heritage Month in Virginia after an eight-year period of two previous Governors refusing to issue one. I hope you are taking the time to respond to those polls we are made aware of.

There are two important lessons to be learned from this. First of all, those whose life mandate and desire to erase everything Confederate are not asleep, but rather are continuously and diligently striving toward that end. To them, truth is not relevant. It does not matter that both slavery and secession were accepted Constitutional issues at the time. It does not matter that a United States government controlled by the North was wholly complicit in the slavery issue in the South, and wished only to contain it to Southern states as the nation expanded, that very government having reaped immense profits from cotton revenue. Further, after four years of war, and twelve years of reconstruction wherein the Federal government completely controlled the affairs of the South, that government did little to assuage the plight of slaves nor rehabilitate those they freed in the process. It was not until 1964, one hundred years later, the victorious North finally determined to act. Yet, the South, and our Confederate ancestors continue to bear the blame for the entire sordid affair to this day. It is not surprising that those who wish to avoid the guilt of ten decades of Federal complicity find it much more convenient to continue to assail the South in its failed attempt of self-determination long ago.

It is left solely to us to vigorously confront those whose agenda is based on manipulated and distorted history, with fact and truth whether they want to hear it or not. They do not rest in their quest, nor should we.

The second point brought out in these polls is that this Governor reinstated the proclamation following eight years of not having one, thereby creating an unfortunate polarizing effect among Virginians. This should serve as a warning to us all, in that we cannot and absolutely must not give ground that we have gained in protecting and preserving our heritage--not one inch--not ever. What is happening in Virginia is the reality of the tribulation encountered in gaining back something lost. My friends, in defense of the ideals of our history and heritage, and the protection of our symbols, we must be both vigilant and jealous. It is easier by far to protect what one has, rather than have to fight to regain what has been lost. Let us all rededicate ourselves to our continuing duty to preserve the sacred trust bequeathed to us by our Confederate ancestors, wherein is no shame.

Ed Funchess, Chief of Staff (Send comments to),
Mississippi Division, SCV

Wednesday, April 07, 2010


Commander-in-Chief Chuck McMichael of the Sons of the Confederate Veterans issued the following statement in light of the recent proclamation by the governor of Virginia restoring the observance of Confederate History Month in Virginia.

"While we are pleased to see heightened media attention to Confederate History Month resulting from the proclamation we are dismayed to see political implications or political correction zeal placed on it. We applaud Govenor McDonnell for his courage to do the right thing, as well as all the other officials across the country who have done likewise."

"The SCV is non-political with a primary interest in seeing to it that the accurate history of the Confederacy is observed along with proper respect shown for the Confederate Military personnel who served and died during four years of war against overwhelming odds of more than three to one."

"These observances have been going on for more than a hundred years so it should be no surprise to anyone they continue to grow in scope with each passing year."

"Several states by state law observe a state holiday for Confederate Memorial Day. Others have state laws establishing Confederate History and Heritage Month.
Still others set forth Confederate History Month by proclamation."

"The SCV has set a goal of over one thousand instances of observance of Confederate history in states, counties, parishes, cities and towns throughout America. In some cases beyond the boundaries of the original Confederacy.
These events include proclamations at all levels of government, parades, banquets, balls, re-enactments, school living histories, radio and television interviews, newspaper articles and a series of historical minutes for the media which include each day of Confederate History and Heritage Month.
There are observances at cemeteries where Confederate soldiers graves are decorated. Many of our local camps participate in securing proclamations in several communities in their individual areas.

April 1-30th 2010 is Confederate History Month in the South!!

The Confederate History Month Committee of the National and Georgia Division Sons of Confederate Veterans proudly and gratefully recognizes the signing of proclamations by governors, mayors and county commissioners since 1995 designating the month of April as “Confederate History and Heritage Month.”

In 2009, the Georgia General Assembly approved Senate Bill No. 27, signed by Governor Sonny Perdue, officially designating April permanently as Confederate History and Heritage Month.

In 1999, Texas Senate Resolution No. 526 passed designating April as Confederate History and Heritage Month.

Georgia’s Governor Sonny Perdue, Mississippi’s Governor Haley Barbour and Virginia’s Governor Robert F. McDonnell have all signed a proclamation designating April as Confederate History and Heritage Month for 2010.

The 150th Anniversary “Sesquicentennial” of the War Between the States begins in 2010 and the Confederate History Month Committee encourages all Americans to make it a family affair to learn more about this time in our nation’s history. See:

Confederate History Month commemorates the men and women of the Confederate States of America who came from all races and religions that include: Irish-born General Patrick R. Cleburne, Black Georgia Confederate drummer Bill Yopp, Mexican born Colonel Santos Benavides, Cherokee Born General Stand Watie and Jewish born Confederate Nurse Phoebe Pember who was the first female administrator of Chimboraza Hospital in Richmond, Georgia where she served until the end of War Between the States in 1865.

Confederate Memorial Day became a legal holiday in Georgia by act of the Georgia legislature in 1874. For over 100 year’s members of the Ladies Memorial Association, United Daughters of the Confederacy and Sons of Confederate Veterans have held annual Confederate Memorial days on or near April 26th. Other states celebrate Southern Memorial Day on May 10th and June 3rd--the birthday of Confederate President Jefferson Davis.

The Sons of Confederate Veterans encourage everyone to learn more about the roll the men and women of the Confederacy played in the history of the USA and to take part in April’s Confederate History Month events.

Monday, April 05, 2010

My Family’s Fate on the Day Lee Surrendered

By Lewis Regenstein

One hundred and forty five years ago, on 9 April, 1865, Robert E. Lee surrendered his Army of Northern Virginia to Union Commander Ulysses S. Grant, marking the effective end of the South’s struggle for independence.

It was a fateful day for the South, and in particular for my great grandfather and his four elder brothers, all of whom were fighting for the Confederacy.

On that day, the eldest brother Joshua Lazarus Moses was killed a few hours after Lee, unbeknownst to the troops elsewhere, had surrendered. Josh was commanding an artillery battalion (Culpepper's Battery or Culpepper's Light Artillery) that was firing the last shots in defense of Mobile, before being overrun by a Union force outnumbering his 13 to one. In this battle, Fort Blakeley, one of his brothers, Horace, was captured, and another, Perry, was wounded.

Joshua had also been in the thick of the fighting in the War’s opening battle, when Fort Sumter was attacked in April, 1861. Josh was the last Confederate Jew to fall in battle, one of the more than 3,000 estimated Jews who fought for the South. His first cousin, Albert Moses Luria, was the first, killed at age 19 at the Battle of Seven Pines (Fair Oaks) in Virginia on 31 May, 1862..

While Lee was surrendering at Appomatox, a 2,500 man unit attached to Sherman’s army, known as Potter’s Raiders, was heading towards my family’s hometown of Sumter, South Carolina. Sherman had just burned nearby Columbia, and it was feared that his troops were headed to Sumter to do the same.

My then 16 year old great grandfather, Andrew Jackson Moses, rode out to defend his hometown, along with some 157 other teenagers, invalids, old men, and the wounded from the local hospital. It was a mission as hopeless as it was valiant, but Sumter’s rag-tag defenders did manage to hold off Potter’s battle-seasoned veterans for over an hour before being overwhelmed by this vastly superior force outnumbering theirs by some 15 to one.

Jack got away with a price on his head, and Sumter was not burned after all. But some buildings were, and there are documented instances of murder, rape, and arson by the Yankees.

The fifth bother, Isaac Harby Moses, having served with distinction in combat in Wade Hampton's cavalry, later rode home from North Carolina after the Battle of Bentonville (North Carolina), the War’s last major battle, where he commanded his company, all of the officers having been killed or wounded. He never surrendered to anyone, his Mother proudly observed in her memoirs.

Earlier, on 10 March, 1865, as a member of a company of Citadel Cadets, he had his horse shot out from under him, and was attacked by a Union soldier wielding a sword. He was among those who fired the very first shots of the conflict, when his cadet company opened up on the Union ship, Star of the West, which was attempting to resupply the besieged Fort Sumter in January, 1861, three months before the War officially began.

Over two dozen members of the extended Moses family fought in the War, and it sacrificed at least nine of its sons for The Cause. Family members served and worked closely with such legendary generals as Robert E. Lee, James Longstreet, and Wade Hampton,firing some of the first and last shots of the War in its opening and closing battles. They fought on horseback and on ships, in the trenches and in the infantry. They built fortifications, led their men in charges, and one had responsibility for provisioning an entire army corps of some 50,000 men.

This officer, the best known of the Moses family Confederates, was Major Raphael Moses, General Longstreet’s chief commissary officer, whose three sons also fought for the South. The uncle of the five Moses brothers, Major Moses ended up attending the last meeting and carrying out the Last Order of the Confederate government .

He was ordered to deliver the last of the Confederate treasury, $40,000 in gold and silver bullion, to help feed and supply the defeated Confederate soldiers in the Augusta hospital, and straggling home after the War -- weary, hungry, often sick, shoeless and in tattered uniforms. With the help of a small group of determined armed guards, Moses successfully carried out the order from President Jefferson Davis, despite repeated attempts by mobs to forcibly take the bullion.

Like their comrades-in-arms, the Moses’ were fighting, for their homeland -- not for slavery, as is so often said, but for their families, homes, and country. Put simply, most Confederate soldiers felt they were fighting because an invading army from the North was trying to kill them, burn their homes, and destroy their cities.

The hard-pressed Confederates were usually heavily outnumbered, outgunned, and out-supplied , but rarely outfought, showing amazing courage, skill, and valor.

The anniversary of this fateful day should serve to remind us what the brave and beleaguered Southern soldiers and civilians were up against. Perhaps the events of that day, and of the War itself, will help people understand why, in this time when the South is so often vilified, native Southerners still revere their ancestors’ courage, and rightfully take much pride in this heritage.

Lewis Regenstein, a Native Atlantan, is a writer and author
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