I wrote this story and thought you might like to read it(may be wrong about that).
This story has many historical references in it. Some of the military names are real and the fort names, ships. I tried to make this accurate as possible.Thank you for reading.
This is for Samuel
Joe drilled along with the Union's 27th volunteer division. He had been training with them for a month now. He wondered how his brothers and pa was doing at home. Were they looking for him? Probably so. He knew that he shouldn't have run off without telling anyone, but he just couldn't stand by and not do anything.
He thought back to two months ago when his friend Samuel was beat to death by the hands of two white men.
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"Joe, how many fish you catch? I caught myself five big tasty ones." Samuel licked his lips.
"Sam, I caught three but I--"Joe was interrupted by a rustling of the leaves.
Out stepped two huge men the size of a horse. They looked at each other and nodded. All of a sudden the smaller of the two jumped on Samuel and started beating him. The bigger one started towards Joe.
"What do you want? Here take these fish." Joe said calmly.
" I don't want none of them stinkin fish. We want to kill that black boy. He has no right to be fishing out of this stream!" sneered the big man.
Little Joe then ran towards the man beating Samuel and tried to get the man off of him. He tried with all of his might but the man had already killed Samuel.
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Joe brought himself back to the present. He had to help the slaves become free! He had to do it for Samuel. He looked around at his fellow men in blue. He saw that some of them were merely boys. He knew that some of them would never see home again.
He saw Colonel Bryant walking towards him.
" Private Cartwright I want you to go with Captain McGraw to scout out a portion of land near Mobile Bay*. We are trying to get to Mobile without being noticed. The capture of Mobile Bay is extremely important. Meet Captain McGraw over by tent 49 at 1:30
Little Joe and eleven other men crunched slowly over the leaves close the the bay.
"Cap'n I think I see some Rebs puttin torpedoes into the bay! How do you suppose that our boats are gonna get across?" asked Ryan Henry.
"We'll lose a few boats but after that we will be able to move across quite easily. Those Rebs don't have enough ammunition to last them a day."
Little Joe looked at Fort Morgan across the bay and knew that Captain McGraw was right. They could easily take it.General Farrugut* planned to storm the fort tomorrow at dawn, April 5th, 1863*. Joe would be a sharpshooter at the edge of the woods. He was told to pick off all the rebs that he could see within shooting distance. He didn't like all the killing but this is war. He looked over the place where he would be tomorrow. This is the place where he might breath his last breath. Joe shuddered; he didn't want to think on it. Instead, he thought of the Ponderosa.
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The battle began at dusk as the Union ships were steadily moving towards Fort Morgan. Joe loaded his repeater rifle and aimed it at the fort. All he had to do was wait.
He looked at the boats and saw the Selma* explode with the impact of a torpedo. At that moment the cannons at Fort Morgan began booming. The war was on.
Little Joe took aim at a young Rebel soldier on a boat and pulled the trigger. The soldier buckled on impact and fell into the deep bay. He saw another reb and pulled the trigger. At that moment, the Confederates on that boat saw Joe. They unleashed a violent curtain of bullets. One tore into his left arm. His gun arm. Everything began to become dizzy and then black. He lay there unconscious.
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He woke up and saw hundreds of fellow soldier beside him. I'm in an Army hospital. Joe saw a young nurse come towards him to take a look at his bandage.
"You are finally up. I thought you never would wake up. You've been out for three days." smiled the nurse.
Joe tried to sit up but she pushed him back down and said not to do anything on his own. I have to get up and fight! "Miss, will I be able to go back and fight?"
"I'm sorry but the doctor said said that you may not be able to use that arm again. The bullet splintered your shoulder bone." With that said, the nurse went on her way.
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Three months later Joe was dismissed from the hospital. They said if he worked at it he would be able to use his arm again, but he wouldn't be able to fight again. Little Joe was saddened, but he knew that he had helped the slaves anyway. He decided to go home to the Ponderosa and tell his brothers and pa all that he had done. He vowed to never leave home again without telling someone first. Especially if he might never come home again.
THE END
* the asteriks mean that that person, ship, place is real. I didn't put an asterik by the actual events that happened. The Battle of Mobile Bay was a real battle that the Union won. It was a vital bay for the Confederates to keep but they lost.
This story has many historical references in it. Some of the military names are real and the fort names, ships. I tried to make this accurate as possible.Thank you for reading.
This is for Samuel
Joe drilled along with the Union's 27th volunteer division. He had been training with them for a month now. He wondered how his brothers and pa was doing at home. Were they looking for him? Probably so. He knew that he shouldn't have run off without telling anyone, but he just couldn't stand by and not do anything.
He thought back to two months ago when his friend Samuel was beat to death by the hands of two white men.
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"Joe, how many fish you catch? I caught myself five big tasty ones." Samuel licked his lips.
"Sam, I caught three but I--"Joe was interrupted by a rustling of the leaves.
Out stepped two huge men the size of a horse. They looked at each other and nodded. All of a sudden the smaller of the two jumped on Samuel and started beating him. The bigger one started towards Joe.
"What do you want? Here take these fish." Joe said calmly.
" I don't want none of them stinkin fish. We want to kill that black boy. He has no right to be fishing out of this stream!" sneered the big man.
Little Joe then ran towards the man beating Samuel and tried to get the man off of him. He tried with all of his might but the man had already killed Samuel.
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Joe brought himself back to the present. He had to help the slaves become free! He had to do it for Samuel. He looked around at his fellow men in blue. He saw that some of them were merely boys. He knew that some of them would never see home again.
He saw Colonel Bryant walking towards him.
" Private Cartwright I want you to go with Captain McGraw to scout out a portion of land near Mobile Bay*. We are trying to get to Mobile without being noticed. The capture of Mobile Bay is extremely important. Meet Captain McGraw over by tent 49 at 1:30
Little Joe and eleven other men crunched slowly over the leaves close the the bay.
"Cap'n I think I see some Rebs puttin torpedoes into the bay! How do you suppose that our boats are gonna get across?" asked Ryan Henry.
"We'll lose a few boats but after that we will be able to move across quite easily. Those Rebs don't have enough ammunition to last them a day."
Little Joe looked at Fort Morgan across the bay and knew that Captain McGraw was right. They could easily take it.General Farrugut* planned to storm the fort tomorrow at dawn, April 5th, 1863*. Joe would be a sharpshooter at the edge of the woods. He was told to pick off all the rebs that he could see within shooting distance. He didn't like all the killing but this is war. He looked over the place where he would be tomorrow. This is the place where he might breath his last breath. Joe shuddered; he didn't want to think on it. Instead, he thought of the Ponderosa.
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The battle began at dusk as the Union ships were steadily moving towards Fort Morgan. Joe loaded his repeater rifle and aimed it at the fort. All he had to do was wait.
He looked at the boats and saw the Selma* explode with the impact of a torpedo. At that moment the cannons at Fort Morgan began booming. The war was on.
Little Joe took aim at a young Rebel soldier on a boat and pulled the trigger. The soldier buckled on impact and fell into the deep bay. He saw another reb and pulled the trigger. At that moment, the Confederates on that boat saw Joe. They unleashed a violent curtain of bullets. One tore into his left arm. His gun arm. Everything began to become dizzy and then black. He lay there unconscious.
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***
He woke up and saw hundreds of fellow soldier beside him. I'm in an Army hospital. Joe saw a young nurse come towards him to take a look at his bandage.
"You are finally up. I thought you never would wake up. You've been out for three days." smiled the nurse.
Joe tried to sit up but she pushed him back down and said not to do anything on his own. I have to get up and fight! "Miss, will I be able to go back and fight?"
"I'm sorry but the doctor said said that you may not be able to use that arm again. The bullet splintered your shoulder bone." With that said, the nurse went on her way.
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Three months later Joe was dismissed from the hospital. They said if he worked at it he would be able to use his arm again, but he wouldn't be able to fight again. Little Joe was saddened, but he knew that he had helped the slaves anyway. He decided to go home to the Ponderosa and tell his brothers and pa all that he had done. He vowed to never leave home again without telling someone first. Especially if he might never come home again.
THE END
* the asteriks mean that that person, ship, place is real. I didn't put an asterik by the actual events that happened. The Battle of Mobile Bay was a real battle that the Union won. It was a vital bay for the Confederates to keep but they lost.
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