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Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 31: (search)
hip, let the reader imagine, now, some two years to have rolled over—and such a two years of carnage and blood, as the world had never before seen—and, strangely enough, another Sunday morning, equally bright and beautiful, to have dawned upon the Alabama. This is her funeral morning! At the hour when the church-goers in Paris and London were sending up their orisons to the Most High, the sound of cannon was heard in the British Channel, and the Alabama was engaged in her death-struggle. Cherbourg, where the Alabama had lain for some days previously, is connected with Paris by rail, and a large number of curious spectators had flocked down from the latter city to witness, as it proved, her interment. The sun rose, as before, in a cloudless sky, and the seabreeze has come in over the dancing waters, mild and balmy. It is the nineteenth day of June, 1864. The Alabama steams out to meet the Kearsarge in mortal combat, and before the sun has set, she has gone down beneath the green
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 47: (search)
re as courteous to us as before, and I renewed my very pleasant intercourse with the Admiral's family. The owner of the famous Constantia vineyard, lying between Simon's Town and Cape Town, sent me a pressing invitation to come and spend a few days with him, but I was too busy to accept his hospitality. He afterward sent me a cask of his world-renowned wine. This cask of wine, after making the voyage to India, was offered as a libation to the god of war. It went down in the Alabama off Cherbourg. We had another very pleasant dinner at the Admiral's—the guests being composed, this time, exclusively of naval officers. After our return to the drawing-room, the ladies made their appearance, and gave us some delightful music. These were some of the oases in the desert of my life upon the ocean. In the course of five or six days, by the exercise of great diligence, we were again ready for sea. But unfortunately all my crew were not yet on board. My rascals had behaved worse than
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 53: (search)
equator into the Northern hemisphere, and arrives and anchors at Cherbourg on the 11th of June, 1864 the combat between the Alabama and the at thirty minutes past noon, we let go our anchor in the port of Cherbourg. This was to be the Alabama's last port. She had run her caree other commercial port, where I would have found private docks. Cherbourg being exclusively a naval station, the docks all belonged to the r's accidental absence from Paris. When the Alabama arrived in Cherbourg, the enemy's steamer Kearsarge was lying at Flushing. On the 14t, or three days after our arrival, she steamed into the harbor of Cherbourg, sent a boat on shore to communicate with the authorities, and, won as previously announced to you, I steamed out of the harbor of Cherbourg between nine and ten o'clock on the morning of the 19th of June, ailable sail was made on the former, for the purpose of regaining Cherbourg. When the object was apparent, the Kearsarge was steered across
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 54: (search)
en small slats—and they thrust them in the bosoms of their shirts. One of them then helped me off with my coat, which was too well laden with buttons, to think of retaining, and I sat down whilst the other pulled off my boots. Kell stripped himself in like manner. The men with the papers were both saved. One swam to a French pilot-boat, and the other to the Deerhound. I got both packages of papers. The seaman who landed on the French coast sought out Captain Sinclair, who was still at Cherbourg, and delivered them to him. A writer in the London Times thus describes how I got the other package: When the men came on board the Deerhound, they had nothing on but their drawers and shirts, having been stripped to fight; and one of them, with a sailor's devotedness, insisted on seeing his Captain, who was then lying in Mr. Lancaster's cabin, in a very exhausted state, as he had been intrusted by Captain Semmes with the ship's papers, and to no one else would he give them up. The men wer
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 55: (search)
the destruction of the pirate-ship Alabama, by the Kearsarge, off Cherbourg. This event has given great satisfaction to the Government, and he ordered his yacht, the Deerhound, to meet him, at the port of Cherbourg, where it was his intention to embark for a cruise of a few weeks we paid no further attention to her; and when she steamed out of Cherbourg, on the morning of the engagement, we had not the least conceptioeover affirmed that my yacht, the Deerhound, was in the harbor of Cherbourg before the engagement, and proceeded thence, on the morning of thoon dispose of. They maintain that my yacht was in the harbor of Cherbourg, for the purpose of assisting the Alabama, and that her movementsher for the same object. My impression is, that the yacht was in Cherbourg, to suit my convenience, and pleasure, and I am quite sure, that officers and crew of the renowned Alabama, in the late action off Cherbourg, if you will allow me to inform them, through your influential jo
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 59: (search)
the opposite contracting party, who might put his own construction upon the laws of war. This very attempt, Mr. President, has been made in the case before you. I claim to have escaped, after my ship had sunk from under me in the engagement off Cherbourg, and I had been precipitated into the water, the enemy not having taken possession of me, according to the laws and usages of war, as your Excellency may read in almost every page of naval history; the Secretary of the Navy claiming the contrarartment, that about the middle of February, 1865, I was assigned to the command of the James River Squadron, near Richmond, with the rank of a rear-admiral; being thus promoted and employed by my Government, after the alleged illegal escape off Cherbourg. If the Federal Government then entertained the design, which it has since developed, of arresting and trying me for this alleged breach of the laws of war, was it not its duty, both to itself and to me, to have made me an exception to any mil