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Wartime
Gazette Events of Freemasonry in War |
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| June 12, 1863 |
Siege of Port Hudson - Extra Edition |
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The Day the War Stopped
Up
the steep hill they
trudged, sweating in the sticky June heat, staggering under the weight
of the coffin, the white flag of truce flying before them in the hot
summer sun. The guns of their federal gunboat, the USS Albatross,
anchored in the Mississippi off Bayou Sara, fell silent behind them as
the ship's surgeon and two officers struggled toward St. Francisville
atop the hill.
under Union Commander
Banks, fighting over the all-important control of traffic on the
Mississippi River.
the federal commander of the Albatross, had just the week before posted a touching letter to his wife, left behind with their young son Elliott in Schenectady, New York. Praising his little boat for getting through the fearsome firing from the batteries atop the bluffs at Port Hudson, Commander Hart promises after the war to take his wife on a trip down the river to see the famous battlefields. As he writes he can hear the cannons booming to the |
south, but his attentions are on more immediate matters... how many blackberries his crew have had to eat lately, and how when a "jolly good cow" is spotted he sends a sailor ashore with a pail, chuckling how some rebel farm folk will be surprised when "old Brindle comes home at night and ain't got no milk for them"... how hot it is, and how long since he has seen ice, and how he would love a glass of cool claret and water. Even in the middle of war, there are mundane little touches of life scattered through the letter from Hart to his beloved wife... the mockingbirds singing around the boat, the little puppy he'd put ashore at Plaquemine to be raise, the shipboard litter of kittens. After perilously running through the Grand Gulf batteries on the river to the north, Hart writes that the Admiral signaled,
And he answered none. And just then Kitty, ship's
mouser, produced kittens which Hart insisted become part of the official
report.... important to note the wartime births as well as the all
too-often deaths. |
Hart was a
Mason , and aboard his ship were other officers also
desirous of burying
their commander ashore rather than consigning the remains to the river
waters. A boat was sent from Albatross under flag of truce to ascertain if there were any Masons in the town of St. Francisville.
Now it just so happened that the two White brothers living near the
river were masons, and they informed the little delegation that there
was indeed a Masonic Lodge in the town, in fact one of the oldest in the
state, Feliciana Lodge No. 31 F and AM. It's Grand Masters was
absent, serving in the Confederate Army and it's Senior Warden,
W.W Leake was likewise engaged. But according to Masonic
correspondence, "Brother Leake's headquarters were in the
saddle". He was reported to be in the vicinity, and was
soon found and persuaded to honor the request. As a soldier, Leake
reportedly said, he considered it his duty to permit burial of the armed
forces of any government, even one presently at war with his own, and as
a Mason, he knew it to be his duty to accord Masonic burial to the
remains of a brother Mason without taking into account the nature of
their relations in the outer world.
And soon after the war
resumed. Lee's northern invasion turned back at Gettysburg
July 3, Vicksburg falling July 4, and Port Hudson finally surrendering
July 9, all in one catastrophic week. |
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(excerpts from the Hart Letters are the copyrighted ownership of William C. Davis, and reprinted with his permission) |
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