Cruising and blockading

Cruising and blockading

by William Henry Winslow


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Cruising and blockading.

This book, "Cruising and blockading", by William Henry Winslow, is a replication of a book originally published before 1885. It has been restored by human beings, page by page, so that you may enjoy it in a form as close to the original as possible.

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ISBN-13: 9785518503359
Publisher: Book on Demand Ltd.
Publication date: 12/18/2013
Pages: 210
Product dimensions: 5.83(w) x 8.27(h) x 0.48(d)

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CHAPTER III. The great war for the preservation of the Union had gone on with varying fortunes for several months. The Quaker City was full of strange faces and uniforms. Squads of soldiers were marching here and there. The drum and fife were heard in all parts. The Cooper Shop Refreshment Saloons were besieged daily by car-loads of soldiers, who stopped only long enough to satisfy urgent hunger with the good food provided, and then hurried onward to the front. The jokes, handkerchief flirtations, laughter, cheers and martial music of the merry, rollicking soldiers, en route from the North, were in strange contrast to the low sobs, the sad, earnest Good-byes and the wailing anguish of women, with children clinging to them, taking a last leave of their husbands who were under marching orders. Strong men wrung each other's hands, and parted in silence, unable to speak from emotion ; others cried noisily to keep from unseemly laughter, or laughed hysterically to restrain unmanly tears. The bulletin boards at the newspaper offices were surrounded by crowds eagerly reading the latest news; newsboys were snouting late editions with reports of the last battle, and quietly dressed ladies, with parcels and baskets, were flitting about the hospitals and ministering to the wants of the wounded. Everywhere one was met by strange scenes for the staid city of Penn. Everybody talked war, read of battles, dreamed of desperate adventures of arms, and walked the streets with shoulders thrown back and feet keeping time with the taps of the drum. The ladies by their home firesides were scraping lint, cutting and rolling bandages, making haversacks, and fitting out sewing-cases for the soldier boys.Even the children forsook their tamer toys, donned paper cocked hats, and strutted around the roo...

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