One Thousand sable heroes martialed for the defense of their country
In part I of this series, I recounted the story of Addison
White’s escape from bondage in Kentucky, his dramatic confrontation with slave
catchers at the home of Udney Hyde in Mechanicsburg, and the subsequent events
that led to the Battle of Lumbarton and the storied “Green County Rescue Case”
in which two white Ohioans faced federal charges for their defiance of the
Fugitive Slave Act of 1850. This second part of the story leaps ahead six years
to the spring of 1863 when the momentous issue of enlisting black men into the
army to help in suppressing the Civil War had just begun. The intention is to
explore a bit of how the community of Urbana viewed these enlistments, all for
the purpose of setting the stage for an insightful letter written by Addison
White while he was serving in the 54th Massachusetts Infantry…
Addison White |
Addison
White would get a chance to strike yet another blow for freedom, but it would
take a six years and a bloody civil war to provide that chance. Once
authorization was given to enlist black men into the army, agents from the
state of Massachusetts canvassed various communities throughout the North
seeking volunteers. Roughly 20 recruits were secured from Champaign County area
in early May and they went on to join the ranks of the 54th
Massachusetts. Addison enlisted April 23, 1863 and was mustered in May 16, 1863
as a Private in Co. E of the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry
at Camp Meigs at Readville, Massachusetts, listing his age as 41, height of 5
feet 11 inches, occupation as salt maker, and residence of Mechanicsburg, Ohio.[i]
Addison White's description from the Company Descriptive Book |
Governor
David Tod of Ohio did not object to the recruiting of black men from his state,
but he was eager to ensure that the state received credit for the enlistments,
which would subsequently lower the number of white men which would need to be
drafted to fill the quota. “No provision being made by the laws of Ohio,
Governor Tod said that he requested the Governor of Massachusetts to organize
the colored men from Ohio into separate companies, so far as practicable, and
also keep him fully advised as to the number, with the age, name, and
residences of each so that Ohio may have the full benefit of all enlistments
from the state, and the recruits the benefit of such aid as may be extended to
them by our associations.”[ii]
Democrats
had opposed the enlistment of black troops all along, and nervously looked upon
these efforts to recruit black men into the army. In their May 13, 1863 issue,
the Urbana Union took particular
umbrage at T.D. Crow, a black citizen who was called upon to address a
recruiting rally on May 8, 1863 where he “intelligently and enthusiastically
urged colored men to volunteer.” The Union
dismissed the results of the local rally, stating that only eight recruits came
forth and “it was the general impression that it would have been more
successful had there been less ‘crowing’ done and more room given to the
enunciation of sense and the transaction of business.” The Union then printed the reported remarks of Crow, publishing them in
the stereotypical ‘Negro’ vernacular of the time that quite frankly is too
insulting to reside on my blog, and as such will not be repeated here.[iii]
G.W. Guy, a
black resident of Urbana, fired back at the Union
in a letter published in the Citizen
& Gazette the following week,
disputing the Union’s claim that only
eight men joined up (Guy claimed that 15 men enlisted as a result of the rally)
and stated that the recruits came forth due to Crow’s “manly speaking.” He
rhetorically asked the Union, “Have
white men done any better in the same length of time in proportion to their
number? If we ‘niggers’ can save you whites from the draft, nobody but traitors
will object!” Guy argued that the Union
was slandering their efforts out of fear that “we will do something to elevate
our race. Hence his attempt to discourage our volunteering, and his cowardly
assault upon our efforts and that of the gentleman (Crow) who had the soul in
him to speak noble and eloquent words in our behalf, while urging us to fight
for our common country.”[iv]
Now that we have seen something of
the context of the community and times from which he enlisted, we can more
properly appreciate Addison White’s letter. This letter was written in August
1863 to a white friend from Ohio (Brother Taylor, presumably Charles or Edward
Taylor who were arrested for assisting him in his escape to Canada in May 1857)
while Addison was engaged in the siege of Battery Wagner on Morris Island, South
Carolina.
He finds his situation “peculiar” but
invigorating, as he, “the representative of a downtrodden and proscribed race,”
was now engaged in subjugating “the power that has thus bound me.” Upon arrival
in Massachusetts in May, White found “1,000 sable heroes, martialed there for
the defense of a country that has ever proscribed them, yet they were there
with a spirit as buoyant as any. The squad I arrived in more than filled the
regiment; so you see, brother, if I was not a complete soldier, I completed the
regiment; looking at it in that light, I considered it indispensable that I
should enlist as a soldier.”
His letter recounts the parade of
regiment through the streets of Boston, the lengthy sea voyage to the “Sunny
South,” and the reception the men met upon their arrival in Beaufort. “As we
passed a large group of had-been slaves, one old lady whose sands in her hour
glass had almost run out, raised her hands to Heaven and exclaimed, “God bless
you!”
White also remembered the regiment’s
part in the raid on Dairen, Georgia, the engagement on James Island, and
briefly described the regiment’s assault on Battery Wagner. White noted from
where he now wrote, he was only six miles from the grave of “the great
arch-traitor” John C. Calhoun (widely considered to be the author of
secession), and relished in stating that he was now “martialed in battle array
to subjugate his principles and his posterity.”[v]
Addison White had come a long way in
six years. He went from barricading himself in the loft of a cabin in
Mechanicsburg, Ohio, an escaped slave fending off slave catchers with his
courage and a rifle, to being a soldier in a grand army defending the very
government whose laws six years prior had proscribed him as nothing more than
property, but now destined and endeavoring to secure a “new birth of freedom.”
Addison White’s story in many ways is
emblematic of the turmoil which engulfed so many of our forebears in the years
leading up to the Civil War, and is a testament to one’s man’s courage and
determination to secure his freedom.
Addison White’s letter was published
on the first page of the Urbana Citizen
& Gazette’s October 22, 1863 issue with a brief introduction from
“Brother Taylor” which reads as follows:
Mechanicsburg, Ohio
September 27, 1863
The
following is a letter written to the undersigned by a soldier of the 54th
Massachusetts. Perhaps you may deem it worthy of publication; if so, it is at
your service.
Morris Island, South Carolina
August 26, 1863
Brother Taylor: The circumstances
under which I address you are peculiar and quite congenial with my feelings. I
left the good old state of Ohio under different circumstances from most men. I
left there the representative of a downtrodden and proscribed race, having all
my days or life borne its heaviest burdens of proscription and then to find
myself en route to subjugate or annihilate the power that had thus bound me. I
am frank to acknowledge, it seemed a little peculiar to me. Brother, you nor
any of yours ever have and I pray never will occupy the beautiful position of a
man and beast at the same time, and the government acknowledging you neither-
while you feel yourself a sort of a living specimen of life and death and the
supreme orbit of both, and then to see that government struggling to save its
own created canker, and calling upon you to lend your aid. What would be your
reply? Knowing you as I do, I know it would be “I will fly to the rescue of my
country and the vindication of justice and liberty.”
I found myself in the
state of Massachusetts after a ride of two days and a half on the cars, and the
sight I there beheld will forever remain in my mind. I found 1,000 sable
heroes, martialed there for the defense of a country that has ever proscribed
them, yet they were there with a spirit as buoyant as any, and as firm as the
rock whose base rests upon the bosom of the ocean, and whose apex darts to the
clouds. And if you could only have beheld them at drill, or on dress parade,
you would have said they would have done honor to Napoleon’s Old Guard, so
soldierly was their martial tread, and so readily do they take to the manual of
arms. The squad I arrived in more than filled the regiment; so you see,
brother, if I was not a complete soldier, I completed the regiment; looking at
it in that light, I considered it indispensable that I should enlist as a
soldier.
In a few weeks after
this, we were reviewed by his Excellency, the Governor of Massachusetts. His
very eyes flashed rays of sympathy that seemed to flow from a heart that knew
nothing but good. It was on this occasion that the regiment received its
colors. We next received the bounty of $50, all in greenbacks, and then
commenced to make hasty preparations for our departure south. We were fitted
out as well as a regiment could possibly be, and every preparation made to
transport us from Camp Meigs to Boston, a distance of nine miles which was by
way of cars. On the morning of the 28th of May, we embarked for
Boston. On our arrival there, it seemed as though business was entirely
suspended and everybody was in the streets. No regiment ever was received with
such enthusiasm as we were. After passing through the most popular streets, we
were next marched in companies in front of the State House. There we were
joined by the Governor and staff in full dress, and escorted to Boston Commons.
There we were received by his Excellency in the presence of a multitude of
people that I can compare to nothing but the host that greeted Pompey when he
triumphantly entered Rome after the Mithridatic War with the three kings to
adorn his train.
Governor John A. Andrew of Massachusetts "His very eyes flashed rays of sympathy that seemed to flow from a heart that knew nothing but good," Addison White wrote in 1863. |
We were next marched to
the dock where the good ship DeMolia
lay in readiness to transport us south. We boarded her, and in a few minutes we
were borne away by a sweet and pleasant gale towards the Sunny South, and our
good ship, as though conscious of her precious load, moved over the mighty deep
like a swan upon a park pond, and on we glided with nothing to mar our
happiness, save a few that were sea sick. When about three days out, Orion
seemed to rise from her Oriental home from the very bosom of the mighty deep,
and it was then and there, Brother Taylor, that I could not fail from looking
into the ocean with astonishment and admiration. Who can behold such a vast
world of water without riveting his mind on the Deity? Who can listen to its
ceaseless roar; behold its myriad of living inhabitants, without beholding the
awful sublimity of the living God?
But eight days brought us
within the vicinity of Beaufort, South Carolina and as our noble ship neared
the harbor, we were greeted along the river banks by the little dark faces as
we passed with a patriotism that would do honor to any American. We landed on
the ninth morning from Boston. The city of Beaufort is a dilapidated looking
city, yet there are many things to admire. The orange, lemon, fig, and
pomegranate trees all waved a graceful bow as we passed along. The corners of
every street were crowded with anxious spectators of both sexes, and all ages,
and their very countenances revealed their joy at beholding their own kindred
marching by platoons in their defense. One circumstance I shall never forget-
it is indelibly fixed on my memory. As we passed a large group of had-been
slaves, one old lady whose sands in her hour glass had almost run out, raised
her hands to Heaven and exclaimed, “God bless you!”
We passed on through the town to an eminence of ground, well suited for a camp, and bivouacked for a short time. We only remained one week when we received marching orders. We then went down the Savannah River about 150 miles into the state of Georgia to St. Simond’s Island. When there on the second day, the long roll beat and in a moment every man was under arms; eight companies sailed for a little town up the river 50 miles and on our way we were joined by the 2nd South Carolina regiment under Colonel Montgomery. On arriving at this town (its name I think was Dairen), we found it almost entirely deserted. We reconnoitered the place, confiscated everything of use, burned the place, and returned without losing a man.
But we remained only a
short time, when we again received marching orders. Our next place of
destination was St. Helena Island, South Carolina. We remained on this island a
short time when we were again ordered to march. Our next destination was the
famous James Island. When on this island, we threw out three companies as
pickets and on the night of July 15, 1863, Ethiopia showed herself. Our three
companies were attacked by a force of 6-8,000, and the 300 held them at bay
from 3 in the morning until 6, when was whole force was drawn up in line of
battle and it only took us about 30 minutes to put the Rebels to flight. The
Rebs acknowledge a loss of from 200-300 killed and wounded. We then made hasty
preparations to withdraw from the island. Our officers learned by the prisoners
we captured that the Rebels intended to attack us with overwhelming numbers, so
we made a successful withdrawal from the island.
We made a forced march of
two days and two nights. On the night of the 17th, we stood all
night in a drenching rain. The next day being the 18th was the day
on which the 54th Massachusetts regiment made that never to be
forgotten charge on Fort Wagner. We were marched up the beach and ordered to
lie down in order to allow the shells to pass over our heads, and while lying
in that position, we were for the first time informed we were going to be put
into action, and about 8 o’clock we received the command “Forward, march!” When
in about musket shot distance, we gave a yell and double quicked to the fort.
Well, we had a short but desperate struggle. In about 30 minutes, we left between
300-400 of our brave men on the field, and were forced to retire. And here we
are yet, only about six miles from the tomb of the great arch-traitor John C.
Calhoun, whose giant mind so powerfully maintained errors, and who commenced
secession 30 years ago. And now I, the chattel, am martialed in battle array to
subjugate his principles and his posterity. More anon.
Click to read part I
of this series
[i] Addison White Compiled
Military Record, National Archives & Records Administration. Fold3.com has
digitized all records of soldiers from the 54th Massachusetts,
including Addison White’s file.
[ii] ‘More Colored Recruits,’ Urbana Citizen & Gazette, May 21, 1863, pg. 3
[iii] ‘Negro Recruiting,’ Urbana Union, May 13, 1863, pg. 3
[iv] ‘Negro Recruiting’ Urbana
Citizen & Gazette, May 21, 1863, pg. 3. Guy’s letter was also published
in the Urbana Union’s May 20th issue in which the Union editor disclaimed any intent to
discourage black men from volunteering.
[v] This paragraph and the
preceding three quote from “Letter from Addison White,” Urbana Citizen & Gazette, October 22, 1863, pg. 1
[vi] Ibid.
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