Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1851-09-06

THE HAVANA TRAGEDyALETTERs Fkom
THE VICTIMS OF LoPEz's DUPLSCiTS'

the Cuban rising were all trumped up in
New Orleans Lopez took nearly all his
command and deserted us. We were at
tackled by some 500 or 700 of the Queens
troops the second day after we landed. Our |
own gallant Crittenden did all any man |
could do but we all saw we had been de-
ceived, and retreated 10 the sea shore, with |
the intention of getting off TO our own coun- |
try if possible, when we were taken prison. |
ers by the Habanero Explain TO my family |
that have done nothing but what was insti-
gated by the highest motives; that die
with a clear conscience, and like man
with stout heart. send my watch 10 you
It is for little Benny, my nephew. Good
bye, God bless you all.
GILMAN A. Cook.
The following letter is from adjutant
Stanford
HAVANA, August 16, 1851.
Dear Huling We arrived on the island
of Cuba after the most horrible passage you
can conceive of, cooped on board with 400
or 500 men.
We arrived on Sunday last, believe
dates have almost forgotten. The next
morning. Lopez, with Gen. Paraguay and all
the co nmanding officers, left us | mean
Crittenden and his battalion), We heard
nothing more of him for two days, when
Crittenden despatched note. He then re-
quested we should join him at little town
some six or eight miles of, leaving US in the
meantime to take care Of all the bag
gage, sc.
We started for him on Wednesday morn.
Ing a, . o'clock, A. M, and had proceeded
only two or three miles, when we were at
tackled by 500 Spanish soldiers In the first
charge received very severe wound in
the knee. We repulsed them, however,
They made another charge and completely
routed US. We spent two days and nights,
the most miserable you can imagine, in
the chapparal, without any thing 10 eat or
drink.
We made the best of our way to the sea
shore, and found some boats with which we
put TO sea. Spent night upon the ocean
and next day, about ~ O'Clock, were taken
prisoners by the Habanero, were brought to
Havana last night, and condemned to die
This morning. We shall all be sho, in an
hour.
Goodbye, and God bless you. send my
Masonic medal enclosed in this, belonging
10 my father. Convey 1t 10 my sister, Mrs.
P-s,, and tell her of my fate. Once
more, God bless you.
STANFORD.
Letter from J. Brandt.
HAVANA: August 16, 1851
1fy dear Mother-I have but few mo-
ments 10 live. Fifty Of us are condemned
10 be shot within half hour. | do not val
ue life, but deeply regret the grief it will
cause you to hear of my death. Farewell,
then, my dear mother, sisters and all we
may meet again in another world. Think
of me often forget the causes have given
you for grief remember only my virtues
Farewell, again, dearest mother, and believe
me TO be your affectionate son.
]. BRANDT.
Mrs. Maria E. Brandt.
Letter from Thomas C. James.
SPANISH FRIGArE EspERANzA,
Mn dear Brothers and Ststers--This is
the last letter you will ever receive from
your brother Thcmas. In one hour more |
will be launched into eternity, being now a
prisoner, with fifty others, aboard this ship,
and under sentence of death. All TO be
shot This is hard fate, but trust in the
mercy of God, and will meet my fate man.
fully.
Tkink of me hereafter, not with regret,
but as one whom you loved in life, and who
loved you. Adeu, forever, my brothers
Eisters and friends.
THOMAS C. JAMES.
Robert, our poor friends, G. A. Cook and
John o. Bryce, are with me, and send thei
last regard to you also Clement Stanford
formerly of Nachez.
The New Orleans Delta says:
The following letters from that gallant
young Creole hero, Victor Kerr, are among
the last which he ever wrote. They were
written in bold and masculine style o
chirography, and will sufficiently refute III,
unfounded rumors touching ,i,eir tenor, pu
into circulation yesterday by the eRemies o
Cuban Liberty;
TO HIS WIFE.
Ny Dear Felicia Adien, nv dear vile
this is the last letter that yqn will reseiy'
from your Victor. In one hour shall b,
no more.
Embrace all my friends for me. Nsve
marry again it is my desire. My adieu
TO my sisters and brothers. Again, las
adieu. die like soldier.
Your husband, VIcToR KERR.
August l6, 1876 O'Clock.
TO His FRIENDS.
My Dear Friends l leave you forever
esd 90 10 the other world. am a prison
er in Havana, AID in an hour shall hav
ceased TO exist. by dearest friends, ,hinl
elten Of me. die worhy Of Creole, wor