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John Hunt Morgan and his men, thwarted in their attempts to move south, are captured at West Point in Columbiana County, Ohio. The enlisted men are sent to military prisons; the officers are sent to the Ohio State Penitentiary. Morgan and seven of his men will eventually tunnel out of prison and return to the Confederacy, continuing the raids until his death in September of 1864.

Lucy Virginia French writes in her journal from Beersheba Springs, Grundy County:

“Scenes enacted here beggar description. Early in the morning the sack of the place began. But a few of the “bushwhackers” were in—the mountain people came in crowds and with vehickles [sic] of all sorts and carried off everything they could from both hotel and cottages…. They were emptying Mrs. [Cockrill’s] house as we went to the school house, and two rough fellows were in our room playing the melodeon…. [The] scenes we witnessed are indescribable. Gaunt, ill-looking men and slatternly, rough barefooted women stalking & racing To and fro, eager as famished wolves for prey, hauling out furniture—tearing up matting and carpets.”


Skirmish at White’s Station.

The Livery Stable Clerk.-A livery stable in this city has, for a week or ten days, been under the management of a sprightly fellow, who told a good story, cracked his whip with a knowing jerk, and handled the ribbons with an off- hand skill that never failed to draw admiration from the profound students in horseflesh, who “know a thing or two.” Dan Edson, for that was the young fel- low’s name, kept the books, fingered the money, managed the stable boys, let out horses and buggies, and discussed the points of a horse and the achievements of a racer as occasion called for, and all with the off-hand, decided style that he exhibited in everything he said or did. Dan, although not long in his new place, was becoming a favorite. The old frequenters of the place found it refreshing to rub up their slow ideas against Dan’s rapid enunciation and tren- chant vehemence. The young “bloods” about town-who love to drive to Fort Pickering at as near a 2:40 pace as whip lash can procure and hired hacks achieve-were fond of dealing with Dan. In their eyes, Dan was knowing; he had a jaunty air and a saucy look about him; and he always contrived, he did not know how, to make them on better terms with themselves than usual. They never felt so pleased with the set of their hat, the cut of their coat, the ring of their boot heels on the pavement, the glisten of the brooch in their bosom, or the color of their ungloved hands, as when Dan unobtrusively but insinuatingly called their notice to excellencies and beauties, distingue results they had often sighed for, but seldom before dared to hope they had attained. Dan was not in a situation to come much into the company of ladies; yet sometimes a lady would get into, or leave a carriage near the stable; Dan was then a model of attention and politeness. His manner was demure, but yet full of archness. The lips and brow expressed gravity, but the very duce was dancing bold and riot- ous pranks beneath the two arched eyebrows. Of course the few ladies who had enjoyed the pleasure of Dan’s ready aid, as they mounted or left the steps of their carriages, were admirers of his. His modest demeanor and rakish looks delighted them. They were sure he was “the very devil among the girls.” In fact Dan was on the way to greatness. But a few days he had taken the stable in hand, yet already everything seemed going like a piece of clock work, of which Dan was the regulator. The stable was feeling the benefit of his popularity, and by day and by night the empty halls of the neighboring grand hotel echoed with the tread of horses, and the trundle of wheels from the stable over the way. We must now take a graver tone. Man is mortal, and mortality is changeable, and a change came over Dan’s expanding fortunes, and envious fate dashed from his hands the flowing cup of sweet prosperity. A whisper was muttered that expanded into a rumor, and the rumor grew into a downright assertion that Dan, the polite, roguish, smart, industrious Dan, was a woman! The assertion became accusation, and accusation stamped the story with certainty, when, yesterday, the chief of police and officer Winters waited upon Dan with an invitation to accompany them to jail. But Dan was not disconcerted-nothing disconcerted Dan Edson; he laughed in the faces of his visitors, and told them he had not time just then to attend to their jokes. Capt. Garrett put on his grav- est look and assured the young scapegrace that it was a very serious mat- ter.”Can’t attend to you now, gentlemen, that’s flat,” said Dan.”I let one of our horses to a gentleman yesterday, and he’s gone and killed it. Rail fences, and mud roads after a thunder storm, don’t do for hurdle and race practice. The fel- low has to pay us for our horse, and I expect him every minute. I’m fond of fun, gentlemen; but we’ll settle the jail subject when you call again. We can then take a laugh and a sherry cobbler together.”Good day, gentlemen,” and Dan was retiring into the abysses of the stable, with one of his saucy, laughing nods, when a few more words from the police convinced her that the play was ended, and the part she had assumed must be abandoned. With a jail for a green room, this was not so pleasant; but it had to be done, and there Dan. Edson was placed on the charge of being, properly, a tenant not of pants but of petticoats, and entitled to the name of Mrs. Ray. It is said that behind this adventure of playing clerk in a livery stable lies a story, to move to tears, of an outraged wife, sorrowing and heart-broken, but we cannot touch on grief that is too sacred for public exposure. What may come to light, at the investigation that will take place before the recorder this morning, we cannot tell.

Memphis Daily Appeal, July 24, 1861.

The Livery Stable Clerk.-Daniel Edson, the livery clerk of whose arrest we have given an account, was before the recorder yesterday morning on the charge of being a woman, Mrs. Ray, in man’s clothes. A large crowd filled the court on the occasion. The lady appeared to answer the charge in the manly garb which she has chosen instead of crinoline and accompaniments. She was fined ten dollars, which she paid.

Can a Woman Legally Wear Pants?-This question was presented in the crimi- nal court, Judge Swayne, presiding, on Tuesday, in the case of N. D. Wetmore, livery stable keeper, who was arrested on a charge of employing Mrs. Ray as his clerk, she being dressed in man’s apparel. We are indebted to a legal friend for the following report of the case, the petitioner, Mr. Wetmore, applying for his discharge on habeas corpus: In the matter of Mr. N. D. Wetmore, petition for habeas corpus, the facts appeared as follows: That a person supposed to be a female was in the employ of the petitioner as a clerk, or hand, at his livery stable; but there was no direct proof that said person was in fact a female, or was so known to petitioner to be. The petitioner was in custody, as the return of the city jailer showed, by order of a policeman. The questions raised under the proof were, whether the petitioner was guilty of any offense in law, and whether he was detained by authority of law. The court allowed time for the examination of the law on these questions, which was done by H. Vollintine, Esq., at the instance of the court, on the part of the jailer. It was afterward, on reference to the law, agreed that a policeman could not imprison a party in the day time, without examination before the recorder. It also appeared to the court, from the authorities, that employing or retaining a female in man’s attire in service, was not an offense known to the law, however liable the female might be herself for thus being in a man’s attire. Hence, the petitioner was dis- charged as before announced, there being no law to detain him.

Memphis Daily Appeal, July 25, 1861.


Skirmish at Clinton Ferry.


Gen. Rosecrans arrives in Nashville, inspecting offices, gunboats, and Hospitals, where he takes time to visit with many convalescing soldiers. [NYT]


Skirmish near Collierville.

. . . We are all very busy tonight cooking and packing up for four days’ journey. We leave tomorrow morning for Hanesville, East Tenn. We will stop in Nashville a few hours tomorrow and perhaps all night. Tell Ma that is he has not bought the shirts I sent for she will have to let them alone, but if she has them to send them by Uncle Will. Most of the boys are in very high spirits at the idea of leaving, but I don’t like it so well, as I don’t think we will find another place like Camp Trousdale soon. I and John are very well at present. Give my best love and respects to all the young ladies in the neighborhood and tell them I expect to be with them again about next Christmas as I think everything will be settled by that time.

Frederick Bradford Papers, TSLA.


The Nashville Union, telling the story of Bull Run from the Southern perspective, writes: “Gen. Beauregard commanded in person. The enemy was repulsed three times in great confusion and loss. The Washington Artillery of New Orleans, with s even guns, engaged Sherman’s fifteen guns, and, after making the latter change position fifteen times, silenced and forced them to retire. Large quantities of arms were taken. Our loss was trifling.” Much credit for the Southern victory is given to rebel sharp-shooters.

July 22-26

Series of skirmishes near Tazewell. On the same date Union and Con- Federate negotiators reach an agreement for a standard of prisoner exchanges.


Series of skirmishes near Tazewell. On the same date Union and Confederate negotiators reach an agreement for a standard of prisoner exchanges.


Skirmishes at Clifton.

Old Aunt Lucy died of dropsy. Sick a long time[, and she was] buried [at] Francis burying ground. She was a faithful servant. All the family white and black was greatly attached to her. She had the care of the family white and black for forty years. She died much regretted.

Diary of Nimrod Porter.

Ladies of Memphis, Please Attend! You are requested to meet in the basement of Calvery church, corner of Second and Adams, on Monday next, to form a Military Sewing Society. There is work to be done for the volunteers, and this announcement is sufficient to bring the patriotic ladies of Memphis together, for they certainly will not consent to let the soldiers pay for having their uni- forms made, while there are so many willing hands and hearts waiting for some opportunity, like this, to work for those who are doing so much in their defense. The first work to be done by the society is for the Southern Guards. Those having friends in that company, whose suits they wish to make, can get them if they apply soon enough, at Calvary church. Further solicitation is unnecessary.

Memphis Daily Appeal, July 21, 1861.


“The Great Battle of Manassas was fought today, with great slaughter on Both sides & victory perched upon the Confederate Standard.” [William L.B. Lawrence Diary]

> 2nd Illinois Lt Artillery soldier writes about Union army sweeping through East Tennessee, Memphis


Skirmishes around Nashville.

Letter, 2nd Illinois Lt Artillery soldier writes about Union army sweeping through East Tennessee, Memphis

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