The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1871-05-12


None knowing G. would accuse
him of cowardice in this, for his
bravery had been we'll attested on
many occasions; but no plausible
plea could be found to excuse HIM
self from enacting the part assigned
him. The next day the improvised
fleet left Houston and reached Gal
weston in due time where they lay
off out of sight till the shades col
night gather round them, thcn, whcr
all on board of the big men-of-wal
anchored, in front of the city, were
apparently asleep, little dreaming o.
the foe so near, the brave little flee
suddenly advanced upon them anc
so quick and unexpected was the
movement that they were under: the
guns of the flagship "llarriet Lane
before the attack was discovered.
Surprised, bewildered, the officers OF
the ship still gallantiy did their du-
ty, but it was too late Captain
Mainworth, commanding the vessc!
was shot down, and next officer in
command took his place. BY this
time the men from the cotton boats
were boarding tho Harriet Lane"
and foremost among them was g.,
who, jumping up on the deck of the
vessel found himself confronted with
the officer then commanding her.
"Surrender," cried g., as he held his
revolver to the breast of the lieuten-
ant. "Never," was the reply, and
scarcely was the word spoken, when
the pistol was fred and another
brave man fell. upon the deck he had
so calamity defended.
A something in the voice of the
young officer as he spoke that word
vibrated painfully upon the ear of
g., who, now that the fight was vir-
tually over, requested that a light
might be brought, and STOPPING
down, scanned the features of his
late opponent. Who can describe
the thrill of horror and anguish
unutterable that passed through him
as he recognized in the inanimate
form before him, the person of his
own beloved brother2 In vain he
called upon him by every endearing
name, for the sake Of the dear pa
rents happily gone to their eternal
home, by the memories of their boy
hood, to look upon him once more
and say he forgave him; the eyes
that would have looked upon him
with love which none others in the
world could equal, were closed for
ever; the voice that he had last
heard in such affectionate farewell,
was husIed in the silence of death.
A brilliant victory was won, a
great triumph, almost Il miracle,
but one heart was broken.
From that moment an incurable sad
ness took possession OF G's heart T;
wherever he went the memory OF
that fatal night haunted him, and
the thought that his own hand had
inflicted the death wound upon the
one being he loved most in the
world nearly goaded him to mad
ness. His peculiar sensitive nature
made him feel with a terrible acute=
ness his unfortunate share in his
brothers death. He avoided socie-
ty, even those whc had most loved
him were stunned and from one OF
the most temperate of men, he be-
came entirely reckless and abandon
ed. He often said he prayed to die,
and, as but seldom happens, not on
the field of battle, however, but in
the guise of that deadly foe of the
South, yellow fever. One of the
first victims in the epidemic that
scourged Texas in the following
summer was g., and it was with gen
uine sorrow that the devoted friends
who performed for him the last of
fees, babe adieu to one whose life
but a short time had bid fair to be
a long and prosperous one, but
which had been so darkened before
its untimely close by an unconquer-
able sorrow and remOrse.
For RHEUlIATIsM.-D bio Lew
is recommends his patients to go