The good citizens of Georgia

[PetePaolillo]

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scouting behind Sherman's lines in the Atlanta campaign with a cavalry unit of thirty men that gained fame as "Shannon's Scouts." The scouts followed the Union army across Georgia, making raids on Sherman's units and conducting reconnaissance missions, locating approach routes, and relaying military intelligence back to Confederate forces. The unit killed approximately forty-three federals and captured over 100. Shannon's Scouts were so effective that Union general Judson Kilpatrick offered $5,000 for Shannon's capture.

Those boys should not have been Straggling. :D.

[yeoman]

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Sir and Ma'am, speaking of Shannon's Scouts, if I may pass on this link. http://www.geocities.com/crittercomp...ons_scouts.htm This is a work of compilation by Mike Ventura of this forum and well worth the read.

[Rmhisteach]

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Good Citezens of Georgia . .......... Yeah right............. The good citezens joined the Union or headed to stay with family in the North . Good citezens are loyal to the Union! Georgia will howl!!!!!!!!!!!

;)

Rm

[jganderson]

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We can read, write and shoot. Y'all come on down.
Tom Dodson
47th Ga
Bummers 2009

Just wanted to introduce myself and bid a hearty greeting to all ya'll. I'm a 5th generation native from Molena, Georgia and just learned of your group from a friend. My family owns one of the few private homes at Camp Thunder and would like to extend any hospitality I can to asisst in the november re-enactment. I am the decendant of J.H.Barker a private in the 53rd Ga.volunteers. Granpa was a POW released from yankee captivity at the end of hostilities. I have his original letter of parole given to him upon his release. Feel free to contact me with any questions concerning the Molena/Camp Thunder area. I would be honored to aid in any way needed. Respectfully, John (Gregg) Anderson 7490 Old Zebulon rd. Molena, Ga. 30258 ph 770-468-0272

[Mike Nickerson]

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Good Citezens of Georgia . .......... Yeah right............. The good citezens joined the Union or headed to stay with family in the North . Good citezens are loyal to the Union! Georgia will howl!!!!!!!!!!!

;)

Rm

Billy, maybe the brain scatterin' ain't done yet! :wink_smil

Mike Nickerson
Critters

[springkeeper]

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Dear Mr.Miller,

We will howl with laughter as you tuck tail and run when our boys engage you in a fight.

Remember, they have homes and families here, and have lived off of the gracious land since they were born. You sir, have not.

With kind regards,
Mrs. Craddock, a good citizen of Georgia

[coastaltrash]

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Well if we just aint shakin in our boots now!

[Johnny Lloyd]

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There are 'good' citizens in Georgia?!?!?

Wow... this is front-page news to me. :p

Burn, Georgia, burn...

... we're coming for ya'll!

Wheresoever the carcass is, there will the eagles be gathered together.

-Holy Bible, Book of Matthew (ch. XXIV, v. 28)

-Johnny Lloyd

[MercyAngel62]

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Pat-

Very little scares Carrie and I....and we definitely aint scared of you!

Just remember, the event will be over Sunday and we know where you and Pat C. live, eat and sleep. ;)

Bring it.

Mrs. Landrum, another good citizen of Georgia

[Old Reb]

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If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it........you know how that goes. If a Ground Hornet stings you on the butt, and they aren't "there", did you really get stung?

[DBAR1918]

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Johnny "Yank" Loyd-
How could you hate Georgia so after we treated you with such kindness the last time you were our guest? You were well fed, given a roof over your head, apprenticed to a professional trade, and enjoyed a walk across a stage to thunderous applause. Can you still sing about the Upatoi?

Dave Stieghan
Benning School for Boys

[Coatsy]

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Johnny Lloyd just gets excited sometimes. He is a true South-Ron that has been stuck in Yankeedom for too long.

What happens at Bummers stays at Bummers and I know what is going to happen at Bummers.

[PetePaolillo]

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What happens at Bummers stays at Bummers and I know what is going to happen at Bummers.

Yep...The Blue Horde will cut through there like a tornadoe and.... maybe leave some crumbs and stragglers behind for y'all to deal with!!!:D

[springkeeper]

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From Mary H. Gay, Life in Dixie During the War

DeKalb County Georgia, July 1864

".. but the "rebel yell' and the flying blue coats brought me to a full realization of the situation, and I too joined in the loud acclaim of victory. I had seen a splendidly equipped army, Schofield's division, I think, ignominiously flee from a little band of lean, lank, hungry,poorly clad Confederate soldiers."


From Eliza Frances Andrews, The War-Time Journal of a Georgia Girl 1864-1865

Near Milledgeville, December 1864

" He told me awful tales about the things Sherman's robbers had done.. and when the captain asked him if some of the rascls didn't get caught themselves sometimes- stragglers and the like- he
answered with a wink that said more than words.

' Yes our folks took lots of prisoners, more'n'll ever be heard of agin...Just took'em out in the woods and lost 'em...'

'What was the process of losing? asked the captain. Did they
manage the business with firearms?'

'Sometimes, when they was in a hurry... the guns would go off an' shoot'em..'

I said he aught to be ashamed to tell it, even a Yankee was entitled to protection when a prisoner of war.

' But these fellows wasn't regular prisoners of war, lady,' said the sick soldier; 'they were thieves and houseburners.'

From The War-Time Journal of a Georgia Girl 1864-1865 Eliza Frances Andres

[PetePaolillo]

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Children of the slaves By Stephen Graham

Be that as it may, the seeds of future hate are always sown in present wars, and " Sherman's bummers" in their quest of spoil took little heed of any future reckoning. The Negroes led the soldiers even to the deepest recesses of swamps or forests, and showed the hollow tree or cave or hole where lay deposited the precious family plate and jewellery and money and even clothing. It was common to take from the planter not only hams, flour, meal, yams, sorghum molasses, and above all things turkeys, so rare to-day along the line of Sherman's march—

How the turkeys gobbled which our commissaries found, How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground, When we were marching thro' Georgia !

But the bummer did not stick at these. He would borrow grandfather's dress-coat and hat surviving from the old Colonial days, and his mate would array himself in grandmother's finery, and so attired would drive their waggon back to camp, hailed by the jests of the whole army ; and if they met an officer on the way they would cry out mirthfully the text of the Army order—The Army 'will forage liberally on the country,

It is said that no forager would ever sell any of his loot, that, indeed, it was a point of honour not to sell. The veterans of the North must therefore preserve many interesting mementoes of the South. Both officers and men took many tokens. There used to be an amusing euphemism current in Sherman's army : it was—" A Southern lady gave me that for saving her house from being burned "—and if any one said, " That's a nice gold watch ; where did you get it ? " the soldier replied, " Oh, a Southern lady gave it to me, etc."

The army made camp by three o'clock every day, and it was after three that most of the unauthorised foraging expeditions took place. They were gay afternoons spent in singing and gambling, athletics and cock-fighting. The South was found to be possessed of a wonderful race of fighting cocks. The enthusiasts of the sport rushed from farmyard to farmyard for astonished chanticleer, and having captured him fed him well and brought him up to a more martial type of life than that which in domesticated bliss he had enjoyed with his hens. Every company had its cock-fighting tournament. Each regiment, each brigade, each division, and indeed each corps, had its champion. The winners of many bloody frays were soon nicknamed " Bill Sherman " or " Johnny Logan," but the losing bird which began to fear to face its adversary would be hailed as Beauregard or Jeff Davis. The cock-fight finals were of as great interest as the combat of the base-ball teams to-day, and perhaps more real.

Besides game-cocks each regiment had a great number of pets. These were mostly poor homeless creatures on which the soldier had taken pity : dogs, singing-birds, kids, which followed with the army and had the army's tenderness lavished on them.

So they went, marching and camping by old Louisville and the broad waters of the Ogee- chee down to Millen. The old farmers say what an impressive sight it was to watch them go by on the Millen road with seemingly more waggons than men, with all the waggons bulging with spoil and drawn by well-fed horses and mules, with long droves of cattle, and thousands of frenzied Negroes so frantic with joy that they seemed to have lost their heads and to be expecting the end of the world.