Showing posts with label Campbell County. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Campbell County. Show all posts

Friday, September 25, 2026

An Evolution on Abolition: The Growth of George P. Webster

Some people continue to grow throughout their lives, even in adulthood, including in attitudes and perspectives. Such change is often so subtle that it goes unnoticed, but for some public figures, it is very visible.

One such example in the Civil War era is that of George Parmelee Webster. (Not the Colonel George P. Webster who died at Perryville.)

Webster, a Connecticut native, was a 49er, a lawyer, and, as secession arrived, a prominent Union supporter in Campbell County, Kentucky, making speeches and attending Union meetings throughout the area. He soon won a spot in the Kentucky legislature but resigned it to accept a position as an assistant quartermaster of U.S. Volunteers, for which he was stationed in nearby Covington, giving him opportunity to deliver other local addresses on occasion. This variety of experiences took part in the first half of his life, establishing his pattern of movement and a willingness to try something new that he kept for the rest of his years. His whole story is one of my favorites but is much too long to share here. One piece of his story, however, intrigues me - how his views of a controversial issue of the time changed during the war.

Newspaper stories describe a scuffle involving him in Newport on November 9, 1856, which, not coincidentally, was Election Day.

Webster had previously been a member of the Know-Nothing Party, but by the time of this election had become a Democrat, a change that did not sit well with his former colleagues.

As he went to vote, some nearby Know-Nothings yelled slurs at him, calling him various names. He feared for his safety and tried to back away, but someone struck him from behind while another rioter fired gunshots, though missing everyone. More insults and threats then came his way. Tension was high.

At one point, one of his antagonists loudly cheered for Republican Presidential candidate John C. Fremont in Webster’s direction. He intended it as a joke, but Webster (a supporter of Stephen A. Douglas) was in no laughing mood, responding: “That’s right. G_d D__n you; hallo for the man you like best. You are all d____d Abolitionists, and if you were in Ohio you would vote for Fremont!”

This mess eventually calmed down with no injuries (or even arrests) occurring other than perhaps some hurt feelings. Webster’s role in this fracas showed his opinion of abolitionists at that time.

After the Civil War had raged for half a year, Webster, a fervent pro-Union man and a frequent speaker at public meetings since the dawn of the secession crisis, spoke again at a gathering in Newport on October 6, 1861.

Abolition was a part of this discussion, but this time, instead of using that word as a slur against its supporters, he simply, “denied that the present war is waged for the extermination of slavery, but for the maintenance of the Union and the Constitution.”

This was not a radical change but actually showed that Webster now held a view similar to President Abraham Lincoln’s administration. That he spoke civilly on this subject on this occasion demonstrates a change in his approach since 1856. Had he used this opportunity to condemn abolitionists, as in 1856, the newspaper would have noted that, but it made no such critique.

In the next two-and-a-half years, he made his larger shift on this topic. On February 8, 1864, he appeared at an abolition meeting in Newport, at which he and another speaker, local abolitionist and lawyer Ira Root, “made strong anti-slavery speeches.” Both men were “in favor of the enlistment of negro soldiers in Kentucky.” 

Abolition was still not a popular idea in the slave state of Kentucky, but the use of African American troops was at least equally as controversial if not more so. Making such remarks in a public setting showed moral courage on Webster’s part and signaled how his attitude toward abolition had evolved drastically in the past eight years.

Following the war, he moved to St. Louis briefly, then headed to New York, where he later won a spot in that state’s legislature. At some time, maybe even before the war ended, he officially became a Republican, but just before 1890, he reverted back to being a Democrat and joined the infamous Tammany Hall organization.

He never achieved fame nor glory during his busy life, but he never stopped looking for new ventures to attempt and vocations to pursue. His life was among the most interesting stories of Campbell County in the Civil War that I've uncovered, but the growth he showed in regard to his perspective on abolition stands out as a noteworthy nugget from his life.

Thursday, July 9, 2026

The Arrest of James Digby Part 1: Setting the Scene

This was supposed to be a short, quick story about Union authorities arresting a southern sympathizer in Campbell County, not an unusual tale in the Commonwealth, but a topic I have not  yet explored much during my research or on this site.

I started this story and it was going well, but I decided to add context about the local situation as the war arrived. I found an approach I liked but then kept going down rabbit holes of ideas and topics relevant to the subject, finding perspectives I had not considered and information I did not know, and suddenly this grew into a much longer project, leading me to split it into two parts. I think this is the best way to tell this story. 

One other decision I made was to omit citation numbers and endnotes as I feared they would be distracting and only make this post longer. Most sources are the various Cincinnati newspapers. I have included a few links and one mention of a book that provided valuable context. I hope this arrangement works out well.

This first part will focus on Campbell County and its relationship with slavery and abolition as the war approached while part two will discuss the arrest that initiated this project.

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Kentucky, of course, was a border state in the Civil War, a slave state next to sister slave states like Virginia, Tennessee, and Missouri, while also alongside free states Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois, with West Virginia soon joining that latter group. The Bluegrass State was snuggly in the middle of the separate sections, caught between two differing worlds.

Campbell County sits at the top of the state, its eastern and northern borders along the Ohio River, just a few hundred yards from Ohio. It was truly a "border county in a border state.”

From 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Campbell_County%2C_Kentucky#/media/File%3AMap_of_Kentucky_highlighting_Campbell_County.svg

Like its home state, which famously attempted to remain neutral, Campbell County found itself in a conundrum when the Civil War came. Families of both northern and southern backgrounds had settled here, as had immigrants from Europe, especially Germany, mirroring the state’s awkward position. Its access to the Ohio River connected it to distant parts of the state - where different cultures, topography, and economies, including the reliance on slavery, existed - as well as to other states both free and slave. The Licking River on the county’s western border served as a route from further south and east all the way to the Ohio River. (I jokingly call it the Campbell County Peninsula.)

Economically, its position along the Ohio River was vital to the state, which “depended heavily on northern trade.” For instance, “ferries from Cincinnati made over 1,000 weekly crossings.” Campbell County was a natural destination for such deliveries.

On the other hand, as that link shows, Kentuckians in general “disagreed with the South’s anti-tariff policy, valuing manufacturing more than most southern states.” Despite this difference, the state did share one important trait with the Deep South - “slavery was vital” to its economy. Kentucky was like the rope in a game of tug-of-war, pulled in opposing directions by northern and southern economies and laws. That role would continue into 1861 and 1862.

The future of that peculiar economic, political, and social institution was a frequent matter of national debate over much of the nineteenth century - would it be maintained only where already allowed, banned from new lands, completely abolished everywhere, or expanded and legalized everywhere? Entire political parties formed and/or dissolved over the decades due to their stances on such contentious issues.

Slavery was, of course, legal in Campbell County, yet was far from a dominating presence. In 1860, the 115 slaves in the county were 62 fewer than at the previous census, and the 0.55 percent of the county's population of 20,909 that slaves represented was the third lowest rate of the state’s 109 counties.

By contrast, Kentucky in that same year held a population of 225,843 slaves, who made up 19.5% of the state’s total population, 35.5 times more ubiquitous than in Campbell County, a significant difference.

As those numbers show, slavery was alive but not thriving in Campbell County as the 1860s began, but the low number of slaves was not because residents disapproved of human bondage. As one local historian puts it, this county was in no way “a bastion of abolitionist sentiment.”

A series of incidents in 1859 - mostly local, but one of significant national concern - revealed the distrust and dislike many locals held towards abolition. Additional happenings in 1860 and early 1861, however, may have had led to some questions or re-thinking over slavery’s effects even on free people in free states.

This was an eventful era in Campbell County.

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William Shreve Bailey was a native Ohioan who in 1839 had moved to Newport, where he purchased a newspaper in 1850. 

He first grabbed the attention of slavery’s supporters the following year when he added an “abolitionist tone” to his writings, escalating his rhetoric, not a popular tactic in a slave state.

By October of that year, he had agitated enough locals that a group soon "burned the store and residence where Bailey was publishing.”

Bailey and his family survived this attack, then local friends and citizens raised money to enable him to resume his publication. He pressed forward with life, even as he faced other challenges in the remainder of the decade. Of course, nationwide debates about slavery also continued.

As the 1850s marched forward, and the nation’s slavery dispute unknowingly approached a cataclysmic end, Bailey named his newspaper The Free South, setting the stage for an experience reminiscent of the 1851 affair, bookending his decade with turmoil.

His journal, “the only Republican newspaper in the state at the time,” maintained its anti-slavery theme, but a violent event in Virginia shocked the nation, frightened slaveholders, and refocused local attention on Bailey and his writings.

In the middle of October 1859, radical abolitionist John Brown led a raid on Harper's Ferry, an attempt to arm slaves to fight for their freedom, resulting in the deaths of several  of Brown’s followers and his eventual execution. This failed uprising alarmed slavery’s supporters, including those in Campbell County. Bailey was an obvious target of the strong emotions Brown had stirred.  

John Brown

The Cincinnati Enquirer of October 29, 1859, described local reaction to Brown’s raid.

It can not be denied that the Captain Brown insurrection case, now being tried at Charleston, has had its affect upon the people every-where in the South. The statement made in the examination of Brown and his confederates, that an outbreak of the same kind that occurred at Harper’s Ferry would be commenced at the same time some-where in Kentucky, led some of our citizens to believe that it might occur at Newport Barracks, and they have been on the qui vive for such an outbreak ever since. 


Newport Barracks, behind the Ohio River

In connection with this matter we will state that there has been published in Newport for the past several months a paper entitled the Free South, the proclivities of which have been decidedly Black-Republican, and since the late outbreak of Harper’s Ferry, a portion of our citizens have been of the opinion that Mr. Bailey, who is publishing said paper, was in some way connected with the movement, and they have felt that some approval or disapproval should be manifested on the occasion.

Last night the fire-bell rang, and in a few minutes after a large number of our citizens assembled at County-house Square, to see what it meant. Some one suggested that they should go down to Taylor-street and “move” the press of the Free South and following that suggestion a party started down to the office. 

Arriving there, some fifteen in number, they went up into the office, took the forms on the press for the printing of to-day’s paper, and moved them into the street, all of which was done very quietly, and then made an attempt to move the press, which proved too heavy for them. Finding they could not move the press, and after distributing the “forms” of the paper, the crowd advised Mr. Bailey that he had better move his office to the opposite side of the river, and if it was not done within the course of fifteen days, they would do it for him. 

Over two days and nights, the mob eventually succeeded in destroying Bailey's press, then demanded he leave town, but he refused to do so as he gathered weapons to defend his office. He continued to print his views until authorities arrested him under the charge of publishing “incendiary” articles.

Local supporters again came to his rescue, bailing him out of jail as he awaited trial. They sent him on a tour of Europe, where he continued speaking on slavery. He was gone so long that his criminal trial was postponed until his return, but the arrival of war led to its outright cancellation, giving the anti-slavery faction a small victory in a much larger fight.

Bailey then moved his operations to Cincinnati.

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Three weeks after the attack on Bailey’s newspaper, anti-abolition agitation was again in the news. 

In mid-November, Dr. J.R. Whittemore, a Newport Republican and candidate for Congress, received a letter in the mail and had it published in the newspapers.

Sir, the citizens of Newport have decided that they will no longer permit any person to promulgate such “principles” as you and your brethren in the cause of Abolitionism have been promulgating for the last four years in their city. Therefore, you are hereby notified to leave the city of Newport on or before the first day of December, 1859. Otherwise, you must abide the consequences of your own folly and obstinacy, which, we assure you, will be serious. DETERMINED CITIZENS  

In contrast to that letter’s insinuation, other sources described Whittemore’s reputation as that of “a good citizen” and a “quiet gentleman” who was not “one of the Abolition stripe of politicians” and had “never waged war” against slavery other than wanting to stop its expansion into new territory. Despite that gentle touch in his social and political lives, at least this one anonymous writer was convinced that he was among the group of anti-slavery zealots.

Two other dramas played out in public, bringing slavery and its potentially far-reaching effects to the forefront. 

In August of 1859, shortly before those public controversies, a young and free man named James Waggoner was kidnapped in Cincinnati (in an ostensibly free state) and brought against his will to Campbell County (in an unquestioned slave state.)

Newport officials discovered his presence, and quickly placed him in jail to investigate his status, initiating a fatiguing year-long saga.

The case dragged on, with Waggoner trying to escape his cell at least twice, and in mid-1860, Newport Mayor Edmund Hawkins, in charge of the trial, (and himself the largest slaveowner in the county, with ten pieces of  human property), ruled him a slave. The city then sold him at auction in Alexandria to Dr. John Q. A. Foster, Newport’s postmaster. The court had issued an injunction to stop the sale, but Foster had made his purchase before that ruling reached him, though what he knew and when he knew it became a point of contention. Foster hid Waggoner from pursuers trying to stop the sale, and soon thereafter tried to resell his property for a profit in Lexington, but no acceptable offer was forthcoming. 

As this was going on, newspapers claimed that "public sentiment" in favor of Waggoner was growing, and that it "demanded fair play." Once Foster learned of skepticism over the handling of the Waggoner affair, he agreed to return the man to Newport for a more thorough investigation, restarting the legal process. At least one paper speculated that the public's interest in Waggoner's welfare and treatment had influenced Foster's decision.

Brown's raid was months in the past by this time, but it remained influential. It had “made some excitement” before the arrest of the kidnappers, but after the attack on The Free South, the “slavery feeling became so excited that the Newport witnesses would not attend” the trial for the kidnappers in Ohio. Even residents not directly involved in slavery and/or abolition, were influenced by these issues that clouded the nation's future.

After more legal back-and-forth, with continuing detailed newspaper attention and commentary, another trial took place, and a second verdict arrived. On August 17, a year after the kidnapping, Judge Samuel Moore announced:

“From the proof in the case there can be no doubt, but that plaintiff is a free man, wherefore it is adjudged that the injunction be perpetuated, and that any sale of plaintiff be taken for naught; that he may be released from custody and enjoy his freedom in some other country than this Commonwealth” (emphasis added).

Even a court ruling in favor of liberty left Waggoner unwelcome in Campbell County, or Kentucky itself. Waggoner returned to Ohio, probably happy to do so, closing this difficult chapter of his life.
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(This is a basic summary of the main aspects of the Waggoner case. For a more detailed account, see the book I am a Free Man by Shirlene Jensen, available at that link or at the Campbell County Historical & Genealogical Society office.)

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On January 15, 1861, an incident unrelated to slavery, but that was a result  of the political atmosphere in the county caused a local stir.

On that day, the “Union-loving portion" of Newport residents planned a ceremony to fire 100 shots in honor of Major Robert Anderson and the Union. 

A local artillery unit, using two guns Kentucky Governor Beriah Magoffin had sent, was about to begin the firing when Dr. John Foster, who had purchased Waggoner the previous summer, waited until the last second before running to the flagpole and cutting the lanyard, stopping the raising of the U.S. flag. Foster declared that this was a “Bell and Everett” pole, and that he, a proponent of those candidates in the recent Presidential election, would allow “no stars and stripes” to hang from it in his presence.

Foster moved quickly, catching onlookers by surprise, and almost immediately after he cut the cord, the cannonade started. Because of the timing and noise of it all, “no one resisted the act,” as it happened, though a few moments later, attendees realized what they had seen and “were loud in their denunciations” of the doctor, with some attendees even demanding Foster be lynched.

News of this event quickly spread. “There is no mistake but the affair has created a great sensation in the quiet city of Newport.” Days later, a jury convicted Foster of breach of the peace and fined him $20.

Compared to the violence of Brown's raid and the attack on Bailey, this was a minor incident, but it showed the potential for trouble as tension among opposing loyalties grew.

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Three months after the disrupted ceremony and just eight months after the Waggoner drama had concluded, another episode of “Slave or Freeman?” found its way to Newport, ending just two days before the firing on Fort Sumter.

On April 4, 1861, a white man arrived in Newport, accompanied by a young African American named Chancellor Livingston.

Curious bystanders noticed the unknown duo and approached them, soon finding a chance to speak to Livingston, who insisted that he was not a slave, and that he could provide evidence of his freedom. The bystanders, perhaps recalling the Waggoner story, suspected this was a kidnapping and sent for police.


City Marshall William Bennett arrived shortly and spoke to Livingtson, leaving his companion with a deputy as he attempted to learn what the two men were doing in Newport.

Livingston, about 20 years old, again swore he was not a slave. He stated that the other man, whom he called Jones, had tricked him into leaving New York by promising him work. One account said the job was supposed to be in Ohio, a free state, but another stated the duo was going to Kentucky, which Jones had convinced his victim was also a free state.

The marshal then turned his attention to the alleged kidnapper, but he had escaped the deputy's careless watch. Local attorney Albert S. Berry (a future Confederate soldier) was nearby and said that the man was supposedly in his office. When this group arrived there, the stranger had vanished again. 

While the search for Jones proceeded, the not-so-hospitable authorities “lodged” Livingston in the Newport jail, where he awaited a court hearing.

This situation with Livingston was obviously not Newport’s first experience in the contest between servitude and liberty, and because of the previous case of “tampering with the rights of free negros,” the city found itself rather “desirous” to bring this new case to a quick end. Even a city where slavery existed was tired of such moral and legal dilemmas.

George Webster, who had worked on Waggoner’s behalf, now represented Livingston before Mayor Hawkins. He presented the key evidence, an affidavit from a Lockport, New York resident whose testimony provided a “description of a negro named Chancellor Livingston, who had recently vanished from that place, and as the description corresponded with the defendant in Court.”  

Hawkins weighed this information and on April 10, pronounced Chancellor free. He also ordered Marshall Bennett “to give him a safe transit to the opposite side of the river,” (emphasis again added) to Ohio, as, like with James Waggoner, this free African American was not welcome in Newport.

Livingston, now officially free, went “on his way rejoicing,” preferring not to stay in the slave state of Kentucky, even had the choice been his. 

As a postscript to this case, a local man had raised money “sufficient to pay his [Livingston’s] expenses home.” That some white Campbell County men were even willing to pay to remove an African American from their presence speaks loudly. Despite the sympathy felt for Waggoner and the assistance given to Livingston, the results of these cases confirm that local attitudes on race had not evolved much. Even indisputably free men were escorted out of the state.

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Thus stood the Campbell County scene as the Civil War arrived - a cocktail of slavery’s supporters, combined with few actual slaves, blended with even fewer vocal abolitionists, all assembled among a silent majority who took no public stance, forming a fitting mixture of perspectives in this land on the border of freedom and slavery.

How would such a mash-up handle civil war, and how would civil war handle it? The story of James Digby is a fair representation of Campbell County during the early war years. 

Part two, He Could Whip any Linconite, will follow shortly.

Friday, April 4, 2025

"Due to Despondency:" The Life and Death of Edward Riley, 8th Kentucky Cavalry

Immigrant Civil War soldiers in Campbell County has become one of the unexpected stories that my research has uncovered. I readily admit that surprise may be my own fault, and my original expectations should have been more accurate. Immigration to the U.S. was a common occurrence in the nineteenth century and my previous Civil War reading has often discussed immigrant soldiers, frequently of German heritage, but it took my digging into this project for me to connect that national trend with the local situation. In hindsight, I should have known that soldiers born outside of the United States would constitute a significant part of my research. Oh well. Live and learn.

I mention the idea of immigration because this story is about another local soldier with an European past. Edward Riley was born in Ireland about 1830 or 1831.

After arriving in the United States, Edward had found a home in Newport, Kentucky by 1860, when he worked as a pattern maker. He lived with his wife Mary and their pair of offspring as of that year’s census, and was listed as 29 years old.

The Civil War broke out in April of 1861, but Edward waited some time before joining. Perhaps he thought the war would not last long, or his family did not want him to enlist, but he eventually overcame any hesitation and decided to join in the fight.

He enlisted in John Arthur’s cavalry company on August 14, 1862, in Newport. Arthur had been part of a three-month Ohio regiment, then had led a local home guard unit, before finally recruiting his own company. Edward joined this new company for a term of one year and paperwork showed him as 30 years old. He mustered in on September 13 in Henderson, Kentucky. He signed up as a private and served as the company’s farrier, ensuring that the unit’s horses had hooves and shoes that were in good enough shape to perform their duty.

The company Edward joined consisted of 103 men, who had the pleasure to enjoy a “fine dinner” that local women prepared for them in the engine house on York Street1 before their departure for war. (Additionally, Captain Arthur had found it necessary to reject twelve other men who attempted to join the regiment after it had reached its quota and filled.)2 The men soon departed on the steamship Florence traveling first to Louisville, from where they were to move to Eminence, Kentucky, “where they will go into camp for a short time.”       

The men arrived safely at Louisville and settled into camp near there but soon learned they would now be joining the 1st Battalion of Colonel James Shackelford’s 8th Kentucky Cavalry.3

This regiment, officially organized at Russellville, Kentucky, mustered in on an August 13, a few weeks before Edward was officially added to the roster.

In mid-September, a Cincinnati newspaper reported that one man, whom it described as a soldier in the company, though his names does not appear on the roster, had returned to Newport and reported that these men were in “excellent health and spirits” in Henderson and that they had received their bounty money after mustering in, certainly good news for them. The boys were now “eager for the fray” like new and innocent soldiers often were.4,5

The 8th Kentucky spent most of its year in the service throughout western Kentucky, helping to chase irregular Confederate soldiers, often labeled “guerrillas” by Union leaders, then in July of 1863 joined in the chase for General John H. Morgan’s Confederate troops as they raided Kentucky, Indiana, and Ohio on what became known as that general’s “Great Raid,” which resulted in many of the southerners being captured at the Battle of Buffington Island, Ohio.6    

Shackelford, a “prominent” guerrilla hunter in the Western Kentucky region, had been promoted to Brigadier General of U.S. Volunteers and to end this raid commanded a group of men who captured Morgan at the Battle of Salineville, Ohio near the end of July.

Edward mustered out of the service on September 23, 1863, in Russellville, and resumed daily life back in Campbell County, where, in 1880 he lived in Newport with Mary and seven children. He was 49 years old and made a living as a stove finisher.

Sadly, life did not always go as he wished and in mid-1888, the former foreman at the Favorite Stove Works company in Newport had “been out of work at his trade, which was that of a machinist, and has been compelled to work on the streets of Newport.” This must have been a tough situation for a proud man to accept. 

About 11:00 on the night of June 8 of that year, Edward’s son Jim walked into the dining room of the family home on Jefferson Street (now called Sixth Street) and “discovered his father hanging by the neck from the wall.” He immediately “raised the alarm,” and his mother and siblings helped cut down the body, which a doctor soon confirmed was lifeless.

His trouble finding regular work had “greatly discouraged him, and his rash act is due to despondency.”7

Edward’s funeral took place on June 10, and “was quite largely attended.” He was buried in St. Stephen Cemetery in Fort Thomas.8

The newspaper reported him being fifty years old, which differs by a few years from other records. His wife and seven children survived him and somehow pressed on with their lives despite such a terrible shock Edward’s death, especially the way it happened, gave them.9

1Cincinnati Daily Enquirer, August 19, 1862
2Cincinnati Daily Commercial, August 19, 1862 
3Cincinnati Daily Enquirer, August 22, 1862 
4Cincinnati Daily Enquirer, September 20, 1862 
5Cincinnati Daily Commercial, September 20, 1862 
6https://www.nps.gov/civilwar/search-battle-units-detail.htm?battleUnitCode=UKY0008RC, Accessed April 10, 2023 
7Cincinnati Enquirer, June 9, 1888
8Cincinnati Enquirer, June 11, 1888
9Cincinnati Enquirer, June 9, 1888

 


Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Another Distant Campbell County Connection with Perryville

This should be my final post from the Symposium in the Field at Perryville and the wonderful time I had in those few days. This may be more of a personal interest, relating to my research on Campbell County, Kentucky in the Civil War, but I'll go ahead and post it.

While looking at a battlefield historical marker that I have seen so many times, I realized I could make another tiny connection between the battle and Campbell County. 

As the below advertisement from the September 20, 1861, Cincinnati Daily Commercial shows, an ambitious Campbell County man was recruiting volunteers for a company of Kentucky Cavalry. Despite the newspaper’s spelling, his name was Lewis Wolfley (pictured below in his uniform, the photo from findagrave memorial #9747.)  (Recruits should "loose" not time" - oops. :) )


                                                                                          

He was looking for men to join Colonel James Streshly Jackson’s 1st Kentucky Cavalry regiment, but as happened so often early in the war, plans changed, though only slightly, and Jackson took command of the 3rd Kentucky Cavalry.

Jackson soon left that regiment, for good reason, as he was promoted to Brigadier General of U.S. Volunteers in July of 1862, and commanded the Union’s 10th Division as it met Braxton Bragg’s Confederates at Perryville, while Lewis served as a captain, then major, in the 3rd for the entire war until his discharge in August of 1865. He then lived a long and interesting life. I’m working on a story on him, but an basic internet searches will turn up numerous hits on his name for those interested.

Wolfley had been recruiting for Jackson’s unit in 1861, so it is possible, perhaps likely, that the two had communicated at least by writing, if not in person.

 James S. Jackson, photo from Wikipedia 

Jackson, unfortunately, did not survive the battle in the Chaplin Hills, as a well-aged historical marker on the Open Knob describes.

Author's photo

These two men, one living in Campbell County and the other from Fayette County, Kentucky had originally worked to find men for the same regiment. Both were politicians for brief periods, with Jackson serving in Congress before the war, and Wolfley serving as Arizona’s governor decades after the conflict. Aside from their political experiences and their work for what became the 3rd Kentucky Cavalry, however, the fates of war took their careers and lives in very different directions.

Saturday, April 6, 2024

Ely Ralls: Veteran of the Mexican-American and Civil Wars


A man of uncertain origins, Ely (or Eli) Ralls was born in March of 1829, but records differ on where he was born, with Virginia, Kentucky, Ohio, and Indiana all appearing as his birthplace on various census records.


Some parts of his life, though are more certain.

 

In the late 1840s, as the age of "Manifest Destiny" was in perhaps its prime years, he served as a private in company L of the 2nd Kentucky Infantry during the Mexican-American War. On February 22 and 23, 1847, this unit was involved in the Battle of Buena Vista, a victory for the United States that brought fame to General Zachary Taylor, perhaps contributing to his future election as United States President.1 (His decision to join that regiment might suggest he lived in central Kentucky at the time.)

At this battle, “Jefferson Davis’1st Mississippi Rifles, the 2d Kentucky Rifles, the 2d and 3d Indiana, and the 3d Ohio volunteer regiments united in a supreme force.” (Davis, of course, was the future Confederate President.) 

“Never had the salutary effects of combined discipline and leadership of American citizen-soldiers been more convincingly demonstrated than in that desperate two-day struggle.”2 That struggle was part of the American victory in that conflict, a victory that brought a significant amount of land into the United States, an acquisition that only added to the questions about how that land - and the territory already part of the nation, should be governed.

Ely survived the war with Mexico and married Hiley Ann(a) Keethler (possibly Kirchler) in 1849.

 

By the time of the 1860 census, he lived in Brown County, Ohio, in a full household including his wife and their six children. He worked as a blacksmith.

 

After the start of the Civil War, at least partially due to the unsettled questions that the acquisition of land from Mexico had stirred up into the public's attention, Ely remained at home for more than a year and then enlisted as a private in company E of the 7th Ohio Cavalry on September 2, 1862. On September 27, he was promoted to farrier (a person working with a horse’s hooves and shoes, obviously a vital position in a cavalry unit, and a good use of his blacksmithing experience) and officially mustered in on October 26. 


                                    

                                                                        photo from https://www.facebook.com/7thovc    



The 7th Ohio Cavalry had organized at Ripley, Ohio in October of 1862, but, “before the 7th's members were mustered into the service, a detachment of Confederate cavalrymen occupied Augusta, Kentucky, burning much of the town. Company E of the 7th crossed the Ohio River and traveled the few miles downstream to Augusta, driving the enemy from the community without suffering a single casualty.3”


 Ely was in company E and probably with the unit, ready to use his blacksmith and farrier skills if needed, but likely not in the actual combat.


                                                                                                                                                                  

View up the Ohio River along Augusta, author’s photo

                                                                                         

In the following weeks, 25 men from that company joined a battalion from the regiment and scouted in the area, winding up in Falmouth, Kentucky, which other Union troops were already occupying.4 

In 1863, the regiment participated in the Union pursuit of Confederate General John H. Morgan and his forces in Morgan’s “Great Raid,” and was present at the Battle of Buffington Island, when many of those Rebels became Union prisoners on July 19.

 

The men of the 7th Ohio Cavalry moved south to the eastern half of Tennessee and joined in the Knoxville Campaign. On November 6, some of the men of the opposing armies met in a contest known as the Battle of Rogersville or the Battle of Big Creek.

 

During that fight, the Confederates captured several hundred Union soldiers, including Ely.5

 

The 1890 Veterans Schedule claims that he spent 18 months in Libby Prison, but that was probably a mistake, as no other reports mention that facility. Also, Libby Prison generally housed Union officers, and Ely was not an officer.

 

Other records do show that he was a “possible prisoner” at Andersonville.6 

 

If so, he was lucky to survive that dirty, crowded camp.

 

The first prisoners arrived at Camp Sumter in late February 1864. Over the course of the next few months approximately 400 prisoners arrived daily. By June 1864 over 26,000 prisoners were confined in a stockade designed to house 10,000. The largest number of prisoners held at one time was 33,000 in August 1864.

The Confederate government was unable to provide the prisoners with adequate housing, food, clothing, and medical care, Due to the terrible conditions, prisoners suffered greatly, and a high mortality rate ensued.

When the war ended, Captain Henry Wirz, the stockade commander, was arrested and charged with "murder, in violation of the laws of war." Tried and found guilty by a military tribunal, Wirz was hanged in Washington, D.C. on November 10, 1865.7

One military record on ancestry.com shows that Ely was paroled but provides no date or other details. If accurate, this could mean he did not spend any time at all in Andersonville (or any other prison) as being paroled meant the Confederates had physically released him on his world of honor not to fight again until he was officially exchanged for a Confederate soldier of similar rank.


Some soldiers did ignore their promises and immediately returned to their regiments, but the lack of details for Ely makes it impossible to know if or when he was exchanged and returned to the regiment.

 

After the action at Rogersville, the 7th Ohio Cavalry remained in the service and in 1864 saw action at contests like 2nd Cynthiana in Kentucky, various battles in the Atlanta Campaign, and both Franklin and Nashville in Tennessee. 


They also joined in General James H. Wilson’s Raid into Alabama and Georgia in early 1865, as the bloody war was finally nearing its end.

 

Whether Ely had been present for any or all of the unit’s 1864 battles is unclear, but he did muster out of the service with his company on June 30, 1865, per the regimental roster. 

 

 In 1870, Ely, Hiley, and their eight children resided in Brown County, Ohio, where he worked as a blacksmith. 

 

In 1880, he lived in Cincinnati with the family of his daughter and her husband, along with four more of his children and a woman named Ivlanan, which may have been a bungled recording of his wife’s name. He worked as a fisherman. 

 

He lived on the southern bank of the Ohio River in Dayton, Kentucky in 1890, and remained there in 1900 with his wife and grandson. He still listed blacksmith as his occupation but had been unemployed for all twelve months in the previous year. He was able to read and write.

 

Ely Ralls passed away at age 78 on November 15, 1907, in Bellevue, Kentucky and was buried in nearby Evergreen Cemetery, where hundreds of his fellow Union veterans also lie at rest.

 

1https://www.loc.gov/item/today-in-history/february-23/

2https://kynghistory.ky.gov/Our-History/History-of-the-Guard/Pages/The-Mexican-War.aspx

3 https://www.ohiocivilwarcentral.com/7th-regiment-ohio-volunteer-cavalry/

4 https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/31584/pg31584-images.html

5 https://www.hmdb.org/m.asp?m=114918

6 https://www.nps.gov/civilwar/search-prisoners.htm#sort=score+desc&q=Ralls,+eli

7 https://www.nps.gov/ande/learn/historyculture/camp_sumter_history.htm


Wednesday, February 28, 2024

Ramblings on Campbell County in the War

 For the past few years, of course, I have been researching individual soldiers/sailors who ever lived, died or are buried in Campbell County and finding their stories, hopefully to share them some day.

I have shared a few in posts on here and am still working on a couple more, with other ideas in store, but I have also started looking more at the county as a whole in the war. One person had suggested that as a topic for a book, and though I am not sure about that, recent discoveries have really opened my mind to exploring that angle of the war and writing some on the county home front during those years. I kind of figured that was a bit out of my league and too much to do, but some "exciting new developments" in recent weeks might have me rethinking what my project should be. Or if "project" should become "projects." 

I recently completed a story on James Guthrie, who was in charge of the fatigue forces in northern Kentucky during the "Siege of Cincinnati." I discovered a lot of details about that time period that I had not seen before, such as orders he had given about watercarts, impressing horses, and trouble having enough volunteers to fill the positions. His story in this time provides some very good insight into Campbell County and the area as a whole in that timeframe.

Some of his orders went to Henry Gassaway, the Provost Marshal of the county, and his story - including his arrests of numerous county citizens for disloyalty (one story mentioned 38! Campbell County residents being sent to Camp Chase at one time) and his dismissal from the position, after which a newspaper called him a tyrant - surprised me. I never thought I would read about a "tyrant" in this little place, so far away from the major fighting and the largest political factories. His story also shows new aspects of the county's war experience that I had not known of before. 

As often as I've heard or even talked about the "Siege of Cincinnati," especially in the halcyon days of the Ramage Museum, I still just learned quite a bit of information about the day-to-day operations that was new to me. It's almost embarrassing that I did not know some of this until now. Why didn't I research this period more ten or fifteen years ago?

Another man, a Connecticut born lawyer and politician, George P. Webster (not the same George Webster who died at Perryville) was a fervent Union supporter during the war, attending many meetings and giving quite a few speeches to round up support for the cause. He adds a layer of understanding to the political side of the county, and accounts I find about him in the newspapers often mention other names of prominent Union men in the area. Again, this is a new area of studying for me. 

These are just three men, but their stories, and the other names and stories to which they are connected just open more doors for exploration and study. I have gathered quite a bit of information on both Union and Southern supporters in the county. I have seen a few of the same names in several stories where I did not expect them, helping me connect these men and their causes together. Their actions did not happen in a vacuum. It can be confusing at times, but also clarifies just how complicated the county's situation was.

I also learned about two controversies over the status (free or slave) of African-American men in the county one in 1860, the other in 1861, both of which tie in the county's struggles to the nation's as a whole. One was mentioned on a local genealogy site that I frequently check, yet I had never seen it, and while researching this story, I found another similar situation. Webster was involved in these cases, but in my early research into them, I found a possible example of corruption by at least one county official, with it perhaps extending even into a minor conspiracy, though I need to research that and think about if I want to make that accusation based on what I've found, or just relate what I know to be true and not try to create a story that I cannot prove. 

Just these three stories by themselves have given me a lot of information about the effects of the war in this county and on its citizens. Studying the individual soldiers also did that, of course, but these three have provided so much more of what was happening right here on Campbell County soil during that time, instead of what county citizens were experiencing elsewhere. 

It really is eye-opening about what happened and just how many areas of exploration are out there and just how little I know. There is just so much more than I ever imagined or had heard. I wonder if anybody in the county has ever realized all of this. Has somebody else done this work but I've just not ever seen it? I feel like I'm covering new ground (and obviously am to myself) and that's a bit exciting too. Even if none of this becomes a book or website, at least I can share some of it on social media and give information to the local historical society where others might see it. My "attempted book" under its original format is now over 200,000 words, which blows my mind, and that's just focusing on the individual stories, not the county's home front. Who knows how much more I will write, as I have plenty of ideas of what else to explore and to ponder. 

Kentucky, of course, was a border state, and Campbell County, along the Ohio River at the northernmost part of the state, was a border county. As I read about some of the activity in Newport, the phrase "border town in a border county of a border state" has stuck with me and will probably be one of the themes I try to explore further. Only a few places in the nation were more on the "border" than this county and its residents, and I'm learning more and more about the strong Union patriotism that existed alongside quite a bit of Southern support. I had always thought that described Kentucky as a whole, but to find specific examples on both sides here in my home county has surprised me. I guess I just never looked at the right places and explored the right issues before. That's too bad, but better now than never.

I also just found an account of soldiers from a USCT unit shaking a resident's apple trees to get apples. The person's wife was at home and told them there were enough apples on the ground, but they yelled at her and called her names. Something like that won't affect my overall project at all but was pretty neat to find and is a reminder that daily life did go on outside of pure military or political activities. (A colonel of a regiment wrote a quick note that steps had been taken to stop such depredations, but I have not found any specifics. I doubt any still exist.)

The more I research, the more fascinating and fun this project gets. I am quite lucky in that regard. This is truly enjoyable, and though my reading and studying of the war in general has slowed down in these recent years, my knowledge of the local situation during that time is much better. The several Cincinnati newspapers of the time provided a lot of coverage.



Sunday, January 14, 2024

A Letter from Camp Pope in New Haven, Ky.

A long letter appeared in the December 22, 1861 Cincinnati Daily Enquirer, printed with permission by the unnamed person to whom it was addressed, a rare piece of wartime correspondence from a solider who had been in Campbell County.

This soldier, William Halpin, had been raising a company for the 50th Ohio Infantry, but withdrew it from that unit and moved the men to Camp Webster in Jamestown, Campbell County, where he was “desirous of procuring a few more recruits” per the Cincinnati Daily Enquirer of October 20, 1861, which stated that additional enlistees would be “sure of a month’s pay in advance, and clothing as soon as their names” were officially on the  company rolls. These men, and others recruited there, eventually became part of the 15th Kentucky Infantry Regiment, which officially formed in New Haven, Kentucky, from where Halpin wrote this missive about the trip from Campbell County to this camp and a few other observations he made. He became captain of Company K of that regiment, eventually being promoted to major and then lieutenant colonel.


After the war, Halpin continued to fight, working for Irish Independence. This link - and others easily found with a basic internet search - provides more details of his adventures and troubles after his fighting in the American Civil War.

A few words were illegible in the scanned image of the newspaper, and in one section, it appeared the paper folded over on itself, making a couple of lines impossible to read. I have noted those areas, but the vast majority of the document was readable.



Camp Ham. Pope

Nelson County, KY. December 17, 1861


It is nearly time that I should write you a line, saying where I am and how located. I presume you want a history of “our” marching, pipe claying, and illegible” and such other incidents of military life as occucrred to us since we left the sunny side of Cincinnati. Here follows the story as briefly as I can state it. We left “Camp Webster” on a wet and very inauspicious day, got on board of a boat, whose name I fortunately forget, for between you and me and the gate post, I have no particular desire to recollect it; although she bore us bravely along the turbid waters of the Ohio, until somewhere “among the wee illegible-small? hours” when the pugnacious thing thought it proper to run into the starboard side of the mail-boat Telegraph. There was consternation for a moment or so among the passengers, and hearts that would not quail before the best manned battery of Southern Jeff. throbbed fast and loud at the prospect of a watery grave. Fortunately, there was no damage done, and we went on our way rejoicing that our time had not yet come. 

We reached the wharf at Louisville and found our old stern-wheel moored alongside the boat that contained the Sixth Ohio Regiment. I won’t tell you the trouble I had during the night to prevent the bombardment, not of a Southern citadel, but of a small corner of the ship’s cabin, where Paddy’s eye-water was dealt out to thirsty travelers at a dime a jigger. The boys had a dime of their first month’s pay left, an as they were going to be “kilt” the next day, considered the best way to rid themselves of such unnecessary incumbrances was to exchange it for as much strychnine as would drown “dull care.” Entreaty and remonstrance wee alike unavailing; they were “on the ocean wave,” with death below, above and before them, and they would have their way. Guards were placed around the sanctuary to prevent the impetuous men of Mars from indulging in the baneful cap; but morning came, and the illegible of the venerable deity who presided over the flowing nectar told more plainly than words could say that he reaped a silver harvest during the silent hours, which honest men devote to the wooing of Somnus. 

From the wharf we marched through the city to the Louisville and Nashville Railroad depot, where a substantial breakfast was prepared for us by the citizens, which we enjoyed with a keen relish. It was on this occasion that my camp knife, which friend Merns presented before I left the Queen City, was first brought into requisition. A few hour’s ride brought us to Camp Hamp. People, about 45 miles south of Louisville, in the midst of a drenching rain. Our quarters were any thing but inviting, and this, coupled with the fact that Colonel Artsman was to have no place in the regiment, disconcerted the men, and they instantly formed illegible to march back to Jamestown. They (page folded, so a couple lines and several words not legible) quarters with the illegible … next day; but as soon as they illegible (got to meet?) with Colonel Pope and his field officers, they changed their notions, and are since contented and happy. It would be impossible to be otherwise, for a finer set of officers than the field and company commanders it would be very difficult to meet.  

Colonel Pope is a wealthy citizen of Louisville, a graduate of West Point, and a fine military commander. He could live in ease and affluence, but when his country called for aid from her sons, he generously abandoned the endearments of private life, left wealth and hoe and family, and, like a true patriot, buckled on his sword to defend the glorious star-spangled banner. He is a true type of a generous, whole souled Kentucky gentleman, in whose presence the humblest man or boy I the regiment feels at home. The company officers are of the same stamp, and the men who compose the Fifteenth Kentucky are as fine and orderly a set of fellows as I ever saw in any camp. There is a fine company of Irishmen, commanded by Captain Spalding, of Louisville, who, the day of our arrival, learning that most of our company venerated the shamrock, invited us to supper, and, like generous Gauls as they are, actually cooked for us their own rations. If ever John Bull shows his teeth to Brother Jonathan, these brave and generous fellows, will not be the last to enter the army that will cross the Atlantic to wipe out the last traces of British rule in the old camp island of their fathers. 

It would surprise any of the old acquaintances to see the improvement in the Camp Webster men. The healthy location of the camp and the exercises they have daily, contribute materially to this result; but chiefly, the absence of the ardent, which can not be had hereabouts, for “love or money.” I would not change the life of a soldier for any I have yet experienced. The fun around the camp fire, the merry joke, the blithesome laugh and patriotic song of the light-hearted soldier, win one in sensibly to love the camp, with all its toils and privations. 

I regret to relate that our usual joy has been lately turned into grief by the demise of a brother in arms. On Saturday, the 4th inst., the grim old King of Terrors whetted his scythe, entered our camp and claimed Patrick Goffing (he meant Patrick Gaffney, who actually died on December 14 after becoming sick while on guard duty at Camp Webster a couple weeks earlier) as his own. Poor Goffing wrecked his constitution in the cellars and garrots of Cincinnati; he caught a cold at Camp Webster, that fastened on his lungs, and finally cut the ligature that bound his shattered frame to earth. He had been in hospital since we came here and knowing that his end was near, prepared himself for his long journey. He received all the rites of the Catholic Church and died in the bosom of her who had closed the eyes of his fathers for fourteen centuries. His remains were borne to the Catholic cemetery at New Haven, on Sunday afternoon, by his comrades, and buried with the honors of war. 

Never was I more impressed with the beauties of the Catholic ritual, and the solemnity of the ceremonies used in thee burial of the dead. In the fashionable thoroughfares of large cities, and even in the pillared aisles of the grand Cathedrals, where artificial music greets the ear, and the painted belle in gorgeous plumage attracts the eye, one is apt to forge tat the ceremonies of religion were meant for heaven, or think they were more than a fleeting earthly show; but here, in the midst of the primitive forest, to use the white robed minister of God follow to the tomb the poorest of the children of the Church, with the same care and solicitude as if he were a sceptered monarch, is a sight to impress the heart with the liveliest feelings of gratitude to God for providing a religion that ministers alike to all His children, and cares for the humblest as well as the most exalted, from the cradle to the grave.To see the aged and venerable successor of the apostle, bent with age, yet filled with fervor, march from the church to the graveyard, with uncovered head, reciting the beautiful psalmody proper for the occasion, was a sight so full of grandeur as to strike the beholder with astonishment, and draw from the lips of unbelievers an acknowledgement that the creed that taught such earnest simplicity was indeed of divine origin. Words can not express the satisfaction it was to poor Goffing to know that while his grave should be made by stranger hands, far away from his home and kindred, that a requiem would be sung by the appointed mister of the Most High.

We expect to move soon to Elizabethtown, where we are to join three Ohio regiments, including the Tenth. I learned tonight that Colonel Lytle will be our Brigadier General, and the boys are wild with joy over the news. On Saturday last General Nelson’s brigade passed here and encamped about seven miles further south. There is no doubt of an early forward movement, but in what direction I am unable to say. The Thirty fourth and Thirty Sixth Indiana were encamped alongside of us until Saturday last, when they moved off to see old Buckner. The Sixth Ohio and Colonel Stanley Matthew’s regiments are with General Nelson. We are provided with all the equipments except wagons, and as soon as they are furnished, off we go. Until then, farewell. I am at a great loss for the Enquirer – can’t you send me an occasional copy?

Yours truly, 

W.G.H.

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The 15th Kentucky did end up in brigade under Colonel Lytle, including during the hard fighting around the Bottom House at Perryville.