Harper's Weekly 07/05/1862


Our old subscribers in Memphis, Tennessee, who
have so long been deprived of Harper's Weekly by
the insane rebellion of the secessionists, will prob-
ably not be sorry to find some illustrations of their
city in our pages this week. We publish on page
417an illustration of the Movement Of Sugar
And Cotton On The Levee
, a sight which had
not been seen at Memphis for many a day before;
and on page 420 a view of the Jackson Monu-
, defaced by some rascally rebel; of the
Stars And Stripes Being Hoisted Over The
; and of Colonel Ellet's Ram


The rebels burned all the produce they could
find. But a good deal escaped them, and is com-
ing out of hiding-places. The Memphis Avalanche

Independent of the boats, armed and unarmed, of the
Federal fleet, transports are going from and coming to our
wharf in such a way as to awaken a dim memory of the
good old times. The Perry started this evening heavily
laden with sugar and cotton. An unusual degree of ani-
mation prevails about the levee, and the echoes of the
mallet has again awakened the echo of the bluff. Heaven
knows we need a revival of trade sadly.

The Herald correspondent writes:

Business in Memphis is falling into its old chanuels.
The J. D. Perry, of the St. Louis and Memphis Steamboat
Line, left last evening with a full freight of sugar, and a
boat will start for Cairo to-day laden with a fine supply of
cotton. Drays are already crowding the levee, and cotton
and sugar are coming out of their places of concealment in
unlooked-for abundance. A boat came in yesterday from
St. Louis laden to the guards with supplies for the Mem-
phis market.

The Tribune correspondent says:

More and more cotton and sugar is being discovered
daily in and around Memphis, and I have seen numerous
parties who boast of their adroitness in outwitting the min-
ions of the Confederacy, showing the Southern staples as
proofs of their cleverness. A number of flat-boats loaded
with New Orleans sugar are now lying at the mouth of
Wolf River, having been brought down the stream since
the occupation of the city, and will be sold by the owners
to the highest bidder. In various garrets and cellars cot-
ton and sugar have developed themselves in considerable
quantities, and still more will come to light during the
coming fortnight.

The World correspondent says:

In three days we have had a dozen steamboats partially
loaded with goods, groceries, clothing, etc. The goods
have been landed and stored, and the boats are loading up
with cotton, sugar, and molasses for their return trip.
For the present the purchases are, of course, limited to
the bare wants of the consumers, for the reason that the
currency is still unsettled.

The stocks of many articles have been exhausted. Drugs
tea, coffee, liquors, and articles of fine dress have attained
unheard-of prices. Fire-arms and powder can not be had
for money. The rule of the Southern authorities and the
stringency of the blockade has so worked upon the people
that for the most part they are glad to be admitted once
more as partakers of our industry.

A telegram to the press, dated Memphis, June
17, via Cairo, June 18, says:

The shipments north up to-day have been—Cotton,
3000 bales; molasses, 5000 barrels, 3000 half barrels; sugar,
6000 barrels. There was much coming in yesterday.

A correspondent of the World tells the following
story, which illustrates the atrocious oppression
practiced by the cotton-burners, and the feeling of
some of the planters. The scene occurred in Lou-

The cotton-burners came, they saw, they departed.

“I have come to burn your cotton, Sir.”

“By what authority?”

“By the authority of General Beauregard.”

“You will not burn my cotton.”

“We will burn your cotton.”

“Go about it then. But it is my opinion, gentlemen
that you will not burn it.”

“What do you propose to do? You don't mean to say
that you will show any opposition to our authority?”

“I simply mean to say that you will not burn my cot-
ton. Bob, bring a coal of fire.”

The fire is brought.

“Gentlemen, there is the fire, and yonder are one hun-
dred bales of cotton. Proceed.”

“Your conduct is very extraordinary, Sir. I should
like to know what you mean.”

“Well, Sir, I mean that if you attempt to burn that
cotton I will scatter your brains so far and wide that no
power in heaven or earth can bring them together again.
Here, boys, that cotton is yours; defend it or starve.”

“D—d strange conduct,” mutters Mr. Officer, sullenly.
“We'll attend to your case, Sir. We are going down the
river; we will give you a visit on our return.”

“Do. Whenever you make up your mind to burn my
cotton, by all means come and burn.”

The cowed officer and his posse “fell back in good order.”
The valiant Louisianian saved his cotton. He has had no
second visit from Beauregard's cotton-burners.

I have yet to hear of an instance of voluntary submis-
sion to this cruel cotton “order” of Beauregard. In thou-
sands of cases remonstrance, threats of men, and tears of
women and children were of no avail.


The Herald correspondent says:

Walking into Jackson Park I approached the statue of
Jackson, which occupies the centre of the green. It is in
closed by a circular iron fence, and ornamented by care
fully trained shrubbery. The bust of the old hero of New
Orleans is placed on the top of a plain shaft of marble,
seven or eight feet in height. On the northern face of the
shaft is the inscription—


The word “Federal” and the first two letters of “Union”
have been chipped by some rampant rebel, presenting an
appearance as if a small hammer had been several times
struck across the obnoxious words. It was a very feeble
attempt at defacement of the words that grated harshly on
treason's ear.


These vessels, which proved so effective at the
Battle of Memphis, are mostly old river boats,
strengthened at the bow with heavy timber, and
shielded with iron. They cost about $25,000 to
$30,000, and can be kept afloat and in service for
about $15,000 a month. Thus far they have proved
more than a match for the most effective class of
gun-boats, and will hereafter take a leading place
in naval warfare.


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