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CHAPTER XXIX.
The Greatest of Naval Heroes--David Glasgow Farragut.
David Glasgow Farragut was the greatest naval hero of modern times.
There are many honored names connected with the American navy, but his towers above them all. The highest honors that his country could give were freely bestowed upon him and no one will deny that he earned them all.
His father, although a native of Minorca, came to this country in 1776 and lost no time in joining the ragged, starving patriots in their struggle for independence. His skill and gallantry won him the rank of major. When the war ended he settled on the western frontier, near Knoxville, Tenn., where at a place called Campbell's Station his son David was born in 1801. When only nine years old he was appointed mids.h.i.+pman under Captain David Porter, the heroic commander of the _Ess.e.x_. Captain Porter and Major Farragut were old friends, to which fact was due the privilege extended to a lad of such tender years.
In the sketch of Captain Porter the reader will recall the incident in which young Farragut learned of the conspiracy among the 500 prisoners on board the _Ess.e.x_, and, by giving his commander warning, prevented the capture of the s.h.i.+p by the savage plotters.
The boy was on the _Ess.e.x_ when, disabled and helpless, she was pounded into a surrender by two British s.h.i.+ps while in the harbor of Valparaiso, in January, 1814. It was one of the most sanguinary battles of the war, when the decks ran with blood and the dead and dying were stretched on every hand. Amid the terrible carnage the boy Farragut conducted himself with such coolness and bravery that he was specially complimented by Captain Porter in his report. Although wounded, he stood unflinchingly to his guns, winning the admiration of the grim heroes around him and demonstrating the wonderful qualities which later were to raise him to the position of the foremost naval hero of the age.
Peace came, and, although Farragut was in continual service, promotion was slow. He became lieutenant in 1825, commander in 1841 and captain in 1851. His first wife, whom he married in Norfolk, became an invalid and did not live long. His second wife was also a native of Norfolk. Thus he was not only a Southerner himself, but his wife was a native of that section. When, therefore, civil war came and it became fas.h.i.+onable for people to express secession sentiments, it was taken for granted that Farragut would cast his fortunes with the South; but upon being approached he indignantly replied: "I would see every man of you d.a.m.ned before I would raise my hand against that flag!" Being told that it would be unsafe for him to remain in the South, he added that he wanted only two hours to find another place of residence. He moved away at once and with his wife and only son took up his home on the Hudson near Tarrytown.
[Ill.u.s.tration: COMMODORE DAVID GLASGOW FARRAGUT.]
Being a stranger in that neighborhood, he was regarded with suspicion.
He was fond of taking long walks, and it is said that some of the people suspected that he belonged to a gang of plotters who intended to cut the Croton Aqueduct, but the quiet man was simply awaiting the summons of his country to serve her in any capacity possible.
The call came in the spring of 1861, when he was about threescore years old. His duty was that of serving on the board appointed by Congress to retire superannuated officers from the active service. This duty completed, he was appointed to the command of the expedition organized for the capture of New Orleans. He sailed from Hampton Roads on the 3d of February, 1862, in the flags.h.i.+p _Hartford_ and arrived seventeen days later at s.h.i.+p Island, the place of rendezvous. There he set to work to make his arrangements for the great task which was wholly different from any that had ever engaged his attention. But how well he completed this grand work, he being the real supervisor and superintendent, has been referred to in a previous chapter and is told in every history of our country.
[Ill.u.s.tration: CAPTURE OF NEW ORLEANS--ATTACK ON FORT PHILIP.]
The skill and courage displayed by Farragut in the capture of New Orleans attracted national attention and added greatly to his reputation. In the latter part of June he ran the batteries of Vicksburg, but notified the Government that though he could go up and down the river as he chose and silence the batteries when he pleased, no substantial good would result unless a land force of ten or twelve thousand men attacked the town from the rear. It was this plan which brought about the capture of Vicksburg by General Grant and the opening of the Mississippi River. Farragut, who had been made rear admiral, afforded great aid in taking Port Hudson and cleaning out all rebel fortifications along the Father of Waters.
This immense work having been accomplished, the Government now gave its attention to Mobile, another of the Confederate strongholds in the South. The campaign arranged was to attack it with a land force under the command of Generals Canby and Granger and a naval force under Farragut. In January, 1864, he made a reconnaissance of Mobile Bay and informed the Government that if it would supply him with a slight additional force he would attack and capture it at once. He knew that the defences were being strengthened every day and repeatedly urged that he be furnished with the means of making an immediate a.s.sault. But the ill-advised and disastrous expedition of Banks up the Red River took away the available troops and the appeal of Farragut remained unheeded until the summer was well advanced.
By that time the defences of Mobile were well nigh impregnable. Fort Gaines, on Dauphin Island, had a garrison of 864 men and mounted three 10-inch columbiads, four 32-pounder rifled guns and twenty smoothbore guns of 32, 24 and 18-pound calibres. The princ.i.p.al pa.s.s to Mississippi Sound was commanded by Fort Powell, with one mounted 10-inch gun, one 8-inch columbiad and four rifled guns. The main fortification was Fort Morgan, whose heavy guns were placed in three tiers. It mounted seven 10-inch, three 8-inch and twenty-two 32-pounder smoothbore guns and two 8-inch, two 6.5-inch and four 5.82-inch rifled guns. The exterior batteries were also heavily armed and the garrison numbered 640 men.
The bay was filled with skilfully placed torpedoes, some of them of stupendous size and power and sufficient, it would seem, if properly handled, to destroy all the navies of the world.
All arrangements being completed, the signal for the advance was hoisted at daylight, August 5, 1864. The Union fleet consisted of 21 wooden vessels and 6 ironclads. The wooden vessels sailed in pairs, the larger on the starboard, so that if either was disabled the other could carry it along. Farragut's intention was to lead with the flags.h.i.+p _Hartford_, but he reluctantly allowed the _Brooklyn_ to take that post, since she carried four chase guns to the _Hartford's_ one and was provided with an ingenious apparatus for picking up torpedoes. It was contended further that the flags.h.i.+p would be the special target of the enemy, a fact that was likely to cripple her and prevent the employment of the all-important signals. The last argument bore no weight with Farragut, who replied that she would be the chief target anyway, no matter what the position, and exposure to fire was one of the penalties of rank in the navy. The monitors were to advance in single file, slightly in advance of the wooden s.h.i.+ps, the _Tec.u.mseh_, Commander Tunis A.M.
Craven, in the lead.
[Ill.u.s.tration: IN MOBILE BAY.]
In this order the slow advance was begun and at a few minutes past seven the _Tec.u.mseh_ fired the first gun. The forts waited twenty minutes when they replied, and the _Brooklyn_ responded with two 100-pounder Parrot rifles. Under the protection of Fort Morgan nestled the Confederate rams and ironclads, which directed their fire princ.i.p.ally at the wooden vessels. The great battle was opened.
The enemy's gunboats and the ram _Tennessee_ moved out from behind the fort and continued firing at the wooden boats, giving princ.i.p.al attention, as was expected, to the flags.h.i.+p, which was struck several times. She soon began returning the fire, still advancing, and repeatedly drove the gunners from the water batteries, but they immediately returned and kept bravely at work.
Smokeless powder was unknown in those days, and, as the vapor enfolded the s.h.i.+ps, Farragut kept stepping up the rigging almost unconsciously until he was so high that he was clinging to the futtock shrouds. He had his spygla.s.s in one hand and kept raising it to his eyes. Captain Percival Drayton had been closely watching the Admiral and now became alarmed, lest some damage to the ropes should cause him to fall overboard. He told Signal Quartermaster Knowles to climb the rigging and secure Farragut to the shrouds. He obeyed and pa.s.sed a lead line to one of the forward shrouds and then drew it around the Admiral to the after shroud and made it fast. Feeling the faithful officer at work, the Admiral looked down kindly at him and said: "Never mind me, I am all right." But Knowles persisted and did not descend until he had completed his work.
By and by the increasing smoke made it necessary for the commander to ascend still higher, in order to maintain a clear view of the battle. He untied the fastenings, and, climbing to the futtock shrouds, pa.s.sed the rope once more around his body several times and tied the end to the rigging. The picture of Admiral Farragut thus lashed to the rigging has been seen thousands of times in the histories of the Civil War.
While in this perilous position he signalled for closer order. The bombardment of the fort was terrific and produced great effect.
Commander Craven, with the _Tec.u.mseh_, singled out the ram _Tennessee_, under the command of Admiral Franklin Buchanan, who had charge of the _Merrimac_ on the first day of her fight with the _Monitor_. Both were ironclads and Buchanan was as anxious to fight Craven as the latter was to fight him. Craven, fearing his adversary would retreat, pressed forward so eagerly that he paid no attention to the torpedoes over which his hull was continually sc.r.a.ping. One or more of these suddenly exploded, the front dipped and the _Tec.u.mseh_ plunged bow foremost to the bottom of the bay, carrying with her 93 men out of a crew of 114.
This appalling disaster was accompanied by a touching incident. When the _Tec.u.mseh_ was diving downward Commander Craven and the pilot instinctively started for the opening through which only one man could pa.s.s at a time. They reached the foot of the ladder at the same moment.
"You first," said Craven, halting. The pilot just succeeded in scrambling out, when the _Tec.u.mseh_ went down, taking her heroic captain with her.
The terrible occurrence was witnessed by friends and foes. A boat was quickly lowered from the _Metacomet_ and sent to the relief of the survivors. It pa.s.sed within a hundred yards of Fort Morgan, which could have easily blown it out of the water. But General Page, the Confederate commandant, knowing her errand, gave the order not to harm the boat, which was on its way to save drowning men. His soldiers broke into cheers, but he sternly stopped them, with the advice to wait till the _Hartford_ was sunk. The boat picked up ten men and officers, while four swam to the beach and were made prisoners.
When the lull was over Farragut headed his s.h.i.+p for the fort, signalling to the remainder of the fleet, which followed close after him. When warned of the torpedoes the wrathful Admiral came near adding a little profanity to his contemptuous opinion of them as he pa.s.sed on.
Wheeling, he launched his whole broadside at the fort, then delivered a second at the _Tennessee_ and headed for the gunboats _Selma_, _Gaines_ and _Morgan_, all of which were raking him. Casting off his consort, the _Metacomet_, he sent her after the _Selma_, and, after a hot chase, she captured her. The other two took to shallow water under the guns of the fort.
The s.h.i.+ps, having pa.s.sed the latter, were about to anchor when the _Tennessee_ was perceived coming straight for the fleet, with the intention of attacking it. Farragut signalled to the vessels to run her down and ordered the pilot of the _Hartford_ to drive her with full speed at the ironclad. The _Monongahela_ was the first to reach the monster, struck her fairly, and, swinging around, let fly with a broadside of 11-inch shot, which dropped harmlessly from her mailed side. Undaunted, the _Monongahela_ rammed her again, though she received ten times as much damage as she inflicted. The _Lackawanna_ pa.s.sed through a somewhat similar experience but a gunner drove a 9-inch sh.e.l.l into one of the shutters, which was shattered and forced within the casemate. The crews were so close that they taunted each other through the portholes and even hurled missiles across the brief intervening s.p.a.ce.
At this juncture the _Hartford_ arrived, charging full speed upon the ram, which so s.h.i.+fted its position that the blow was a glancing one.
Recoiling, the flags.h.i.+p delivered its most tremendous broadside, doing no harm, while the _Hartford_ itself was pierced again and again by the exploding sh.e.l.ls which strewed her deck with dead and dying. Nothing daunted, Farragut prepared to ram once more, when his s.h.i.+p was badly injured by an accidental blow from the _Lackawanna_. But Farragut, seeing that she still floated, called for a full head of steam that he might deliver a blow that was likely to send his own s.h.i.+p to the bottom.
By this time the slower going monitors had arrived and were getting in their fine work. The _Tennessee's_ smokestack was shot away, her stern port shutter was disabled, making the gun useless, while her steering chains were smashed. Like a stag beset by a pack of hounds, she was brought to her knees. The white flag was raised, and the sorely battered _Tennessee_ became the captive of the Union fleet. The forts were pa.s.sed and the victory of Mobile Bay was secure.
[Ill.u.s.tration: BURNSIDE'S EXPEDITION CROSSING HATTERAS BAR (1862).]
But it had cost dearly. In addition to the men lost on the _Tec.u.mseh_, there had been 25 killed and 28 wounded on the _Hartford_, 11 killed and 43 wounded on the _Brooklyn_, the total of all, including those lost on the _Tec.u.mseh_, being 145 killed and 170 wounded. The Confederate loss was 12 killed, 20 wounded and 280 prisoners.
Fort Powell was subjected to a severe bombardment that afternoon and on the following night was abandoned and blown up. Fire being opened on Fort Gaines, it also surrendered. Fort Morgan, the only fort in the possession of the enemy, surrendered August 23, before an attack of the navy and the land forces under General Granger from New Orleans.
Soon after this splendid victory Admiral Farragut went North, where he was received with all possible honors. The war ending soon after, his inestimable services came to a close. That no reward might be lacking, the office of vice-admiral was specially created for him in December, 1864, and that of admiral in 1866. He died in 1870.
THE SPANISH-AMERICAN WAR.
CHAPTER x.x.x.
The Movement Against Cuba--The Destruction of Cervera's Fleet--Admiral Sampson--Admiral Schley--"Fighting Bob" Evans--Commodore John C.
Watson--Commodore John W. Philip--Lieutenant Commander Richard Wainwright.
Since the war with Spain was undertaken for the liberation of Cuba from the most frightful atrocities that mind can conceive, it was natural that the chief attention of our Government should be directed to the expulsion of the Spaniards from that island. Neither the Ladrones nor Philippines entered into the question; but, inasmuch as they were valuable possessions of Spain, their conquest was a natural and effective blow against the nation with which we were at war.
In view of what subsequently occurred, we can smile at the general uneasiness and fear which prevailed in this country at the opening of hostilities regarding the fleets of Spain. She was known to have a formidable navy and a great many believed it was superior to our own.
There was no telling where it would strike the first blow. Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Was.h.i.+ngton and other seaboard cities made powerful preparations against the dread fleet, which in truth was no more to be feared than the ferryboats on the North River, and yet but for the preparations referred to it is more than probable we should have suffered.
The most formidable fleet was under the command of Admiral Cervera. Our own squadrons were engaged for weeks in hunting for it, and it was reported in a dozen different places. Finally it was learned that it had taken refuge in the harbor of Santiago, the city of that name being besieged by the land forces under General Shafter. Immediately the American fleet of Admiral Sampson blockaded the s.h.i.+ps of the enemy, determined to hold it powerless inside the broad harbor, for it followed, as a matter of course, that so long as it was bottled up there it could do nothing to help Spain.
No one could know his weakness better than the Spanish Admiral. He had fine s.h.i.+ps and fine guns, but his crews were undisciplined. They were wretched marksmen and in no respect to be compared with our gunners, who demonstrated in the War of 1812 that they have no equals in the whole world. Knowing all this, Admiral Cervera was loth to venture out of the harbor of Santiago, and the days and weeks pa.s.sed in idleness while the monotonous blockade continued.
[Ill.u.s.tration: ADMIRAL CERVERA.]
It was the fear that the Spanish s.h.i.+ps would make a dash on some dark, stormy night and escape that led to one of the most striking and brilliant exploits of the war. That is the sinking of the collier _Merrimac_ in the channel of the harbor by Lieutenant Richmond Pearson Hobson, on the night of June 3. That the effort was not wholly successful does not detract from the glory of the brave men who went unflinchingly to what looked like almost certain death.
The companions of Lieutenant Hobson in this remarkable achievement were Osborn Deignan, George F. Phillips, Francis Kelly, George Charette, Daniel Montague, J.C. Murphy and Randolph Clausen. The last named was not one of the original six chosen, but he had been at work on the _Merrimac_ preparing her for the attempt and hid himself away on the lumbersome craft and they were obliged to take him.