The Rebel Shore: The Story of Union Sea Power in the Civil War
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“IN the past few decades there has been a resurgence of interest in the Civil War reflected in an avalanche of Civil War novels, biographies, and monographs. The writers responsible for this torrent have for the most part focused attention on the battlefields, the halls of Congress, the economics of war, and the actors, big and small. The role of sea power has been minimized. The best work on Civil War naval operations is still Boynton’s two-volume work published in 1867. No author to date has sifted the countless number of official naval dispatches or unearthed personal correspondence of Yankee bluejackets and attempted to evaluate the importance of Lincoln’s forces afloat. The reason is not difficult to find. The Civil War generation—a generation weaned on the marching armies of the Mexican War and the American West—read column after column in its newspapers and listened to politicians in and out of Congress raving about the military achievements or defeats. Misunderstood by the Lincoln Administration, the war correspondents, and the public at large, the operations of the Union sea arm were given scant publicity.
“Union amphibious attacks spearheaded the offensive. They were, perhaps, more significant than the blockade itself. Old Abe’s Armada carried the flag first into the South, secured needed bases for the blockading squadrons, wiped out Confederate coastal commerce, scotched privateering activities, precipitated the ruckus between the secessionist states and the Confederate Government, and, throughout the first year of the conflict, while the Union Army licked its wounds after Bull Run, buoyed up a sagging Northern spirit and strengthened the belief that the Union could crush the rebellion.”
James M. Merrill
James Mercer Merrill (April 25, 1920 - March 22, 1995) was an award-winning writer and American history teacher. Born the son of Clarence Mercer and Helen Eugenia (Hillman) Merrill in Los Angeles, California, he received his Bachelor degree from Pomona College in 1947, his Master of Arts degree from Claremont Graduate School in 1949, and his Ph.D. from the University of California in 1954. During WWII he served in the United States Naval Reserve from 1942-1946 and achieved the rank of lieutenant (junior grade). He married Ann Elizabeth McIntosh on July 7, 1945 and they had two children. Merrill was assistant professor at Whittier College from 1952-1956 and associate professor from 1957-1966. He was professor of history at the University of Delaware in Newark, Ohio from 1966-1995 and later became Director of the University of Delaware Press. He was the recipient of the Harry E. Pratt Memorial award; John and Dora Haynes grantee (1958); Guggenheim research fellow for Humanities, U.S. & Canada (1958-1959); and Mershon National Security fellow (1961-1962). He was also a Member of the American History Association, Southern History Association, Phi Beta Kappa and Phi Kappa Phi. Merrill’s published titles include: A Sailor’s Admiral: A Biography of William F. Halsey (1976); Spurs to Glory: The Story of the United States Cavalry (1966); Uncommon Valor: The Exciting Story of the Army (1964); and Target Tokyo: The Halsey-Doolittle Raid (1964). He died in 1995 aged 74.
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THE REBEL SHORE:
THE STORY OF UNION SEA POWER IN THE CIVIL WAR
BY
JAMES M. MERRILL
With Illustrations
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Contents
TABLE OF CONTENTS 3
DEDICATION 4
PREFACE 5
CHAPTER I—UNCLE GIDEON UPS ANCHOR 7
CHAPTER II—GLORY! GLORY! GLORY!
18
CHAPTER III—FOR GOD’S SAKE, SURRENDER!
27
CHAPTER IV—CAT-AND-MOUSE 36
CHAPTER V—THE CONFEDERACY IS A GONE COON!
45
CHAPTER VI—WELLES UNLEASHES OLD BULLDOG 57
CHAPTER VII—STEEL CORSETS GET UNHOOKED 93
CHAPTER VIII—SUBMARINES, CIGAR BOATS, AND INFERNAL MACHINES 104
CHAPTER IX—SIXTEEN BELLS!
112
CHAPTER X—THE SMARTEST DAMN RASCAL THAT EVER LIVED
126
CHAPTER XI—REPULSE AND FINAL VICTORY 132
BIBLIOGRAPHICAL ESSAY 141
REQUEST FROM THE PUBLISHER 144
DEDICATION
For H.E.M.
PREFACE
IN the past few decades there has been a resurgence of interest in the Civil War reflected in an avalanche of Civil War novels, biographies, and monographs. The writers responsible for this torrent have for the most part focused attention on the battlefields, the halls of Congress, the economics of war, and the actors, big and small. The role of sea power has been minimized. The best work on Civil War naval operations is still Boynton’s two-volume work published in 1867. No author to date has sifted the countless number of official naval dispatches or unearthed personal correspondence of Yankee bluejackets and attempted to evaluate the importance of Lincoln’s forces afloat. The reason is not difficult to find. The Civil War generation—a generation weaned on the marching armies of the Mexican War and the American West—read column after column in its newspapers and listened to politicians in and out of Congress raving about the military achievements or defeats. Misunderstood by the Lincoln Administration, the war correspondents, and the public at large, the operations of the Union sea arm were given scant publicity.
To the Southerner, however, the terrible swift sword of the Navy was a grim reality and he, unlike the Northern reporters and public, felt the impact of amphibious assaults. He knew well that the Yankees controlled the seas and could strike swiftly, mercilessly, and without warning against Confederate shores. Entire neighborhoods, terrified and panicky, packed belongings and high-tailed it for the interior. The theory that states’ rights were responsible for the ultimate collapse of the Confederacy began when Southern governors balked at dispatching men, arms, and ammunition to the Virginia firing line in order to protect their own seacoasts. Some of the best military minds that the South produced, including Lee and Beauregard, were ordered at one time or another into the coastal regions to direct Rebel defenses.
Union amphibious attacks spearheaded the offensive. They were, perhaps, more significant than the blockade itself. Old Abe’s Armada carried the flag first into the South, secured needed bases for the blockading squadrons, wiped out Confederate coastal commerce, scotched privateering activities, precipitated the ruckus between the secessionist states and the Confederate Government, and, throughout the first year of the conflict, while the Union Army licked its wounds after Bull Run, buoyed up a sagging Northern spirit and strengthened the belief that the Union could crush the rebellion.
Although footnotes have been omitted, all the direct and indirect quotations are based on materials cited in the bibliography and all the events described have the authority of contemporary sources.
This book could not have been written without my wife, Ann. I am also deeply indebted to Dr. John Kemble of Pomona College, who put my nose to the grindstone, and to Dr. Brainerd Dyer of the University of California, Los Angeles, who kept it there.
JAMES M. MERRILL
Men, it seems, must die that this Union may live...
—DAVID D. PORTER, 1865
CHAPTER I—UNCLE GIDEON UPS ANCHOR
THE White House watchman shook the President from a sound sleep. Lincoln, wide-awake, without bothering to put on a robe, ran down the dark halls, entered the Cabinet Room, and shook hands with Gus Fox, who had just arrived from the Navy Department. After an excited exchange, the President suddenly grasped his adviser, jumping around the room in his nightshirt and dancing a jig. Naval gunboats had just won the first Union victory of the Civil War. Across town bleary-eyed editors cleared the front pages and telegraph operators drummed out the official report: Federal triumph at Hatteras Inlet, North Carolina, many captured, 30 cannon, a brig, sloop, schooner, 150 bags of coffee, whiskey, and quantities of onions.
The next morning, 1 September 1861, two months after the blood-spattered headlines had reported the Yankee disaster at Bull Run, the shouts of newsboys hawking extras pierced the gloom of Northerners. In Boston, the Journal dubbed the victory an entering wedge. In Washington, amid bands blaring Hail to the Chief,
massive Ben Butler, his eighteen brass buttons glittering in the torchlight, strutted to the National Hotel, where he babbled to the cheering crowd: Oh, it was glorious to see...the arm of the Union stretched out against its rebellious children.
Across the Potomac River behind Southern lines, street-corner orators yelled until they were red in the face, denouncing the Hatteras fiasco; officials, state and national, scrambled to deflect blame; panicky residents along the Carolina coast stuffed valuables into saddlebags and hurried inland to safety, a few not stopping until they reached Kentucky. Citizens of Beaufort County verbally castigated the Confederate Government and threatened revolt. Raleigh was plunged into confusion. At New Orleans, a wild-eyed editor scared the daylights out of readers by warning: Our coasts to be ravaged...defenseless women and children to be murdered.
The Confederacy’s Secretary of the Navy suffered a sick stomach when he heard the news. An irate Congress demanded intelligence on the collapse of the forts.
The huzzahs, the trumpet blasts, the red, white, and blue bunting which engulfed the North after this first conquest relieved Lincoln and his Administration from the increasing pressure of whispers, rumors, and criticism. Only five months before, the American nation, rocked by the slavery controversy, had blundered into a civil war when Confederate artillery in Charleston Harbor forced the Union garrison inside Fort Sumter to hoist the surrender flag.
Shortly after Lincoln had been elected President of the United States in November 1861, South Carolina had cleared out of the Union, pulling Florida, Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana after her. Meeting at Montgomery, Alabama, delegates from the six states hatched a provisional constitution for the Confederate States of America and pushed Jefferson Davis of Mississippi into the executive chair. This government promptly pounced on Federal arsenals, forts, and installations in the South, including the navy yard at Pensacola. When Lincoln announced on 6 April 1861 that Union naval forces would relieve Fort Sumter, the Confederate Government ordered the guns leveled and fired.
At 5 P.M. on 12 April the telegraph wires crackled with news from Charleston Harbor. The war had begun! It was quiet at the Navy Department that afternoon. On the second floor of this unpretentious brick building, Secretary Gideon Welles, riffling through official correspondence, shivered a little at what he read. The sea arm of the Union was flabby. Welles counted a total of ninety vessels. Fifty were sailing ships—frigates, sloops, and brigs—which, splendid vessels in their day, were now obsolete in the age of steam. Gunboats rotted in navy yards. Many were too worm-eaten to get under way. Rigged for peacetime pursuits, the thirty-eight-ship steam fleet was in deplorable condition. The engines of five were so decrepit that black gangs were unable to turn them over. The side-wheeler Michigan patrolled in the Great Lakes. Three steamers were unserviceable. The Union’s five frigates, Merrimac. Wabash, Minnesota, Roanoke, and Colorado, ships which formed the main element of American naval strength, were laid up in ordinary.
These were a new class of frigates built in the 1850s. Their hulls were long in proportion to their breadth; their bows were sharp; stems were rounded. Typical of this class, Minnesota measured 269 feet in length, 51 in breadth, and was armed, in 1863, with one 150-pounder rifled cannon, four 100-pounder rifles, one 11-inch rifle, and forty-two 9-inch rifles. Most formidable frigates afloat, these American warships could have far outmatched a British ship of the same class.
The Navy Department soon discovered that the rivers, sounds, and inlets along the Southern coast and inland waters were too shallow, too tortuous to admit these massive vessels. None of them was to perform any service in the Civil War proportionate to its size and strength except in coastal bombardments.
The twenty-four steamers in commission were scattered across the Seven Seas on foreign stations. The 4500-ton, heavily armed sloop-of-war Niagara was somewhere in the Pacific, returning to New York from Japan. The five first-class screw sloops, San Jacinto, Lancaster, Brooklyn, Hartford, and Richmond; the side-wheel steamers, Susquehanna Powhatan, Saranac, Pulaski, and Saginaw; the eight second-class screw sloops, Mohican, Narragansett, Iroquois, Wyoming, Dacotah, Pocahontas, Seminole, and Pawnee; and the third-class screw steamers Mystic and Sumter were cruising on station in Mediterranean, African, South American, Pacific, and Gulf waters. Only three steamers and twenty-one guns of the home squadron were ready to fight a war in the Atlantic and blockade more than thirty-five hundred miles of enemy coast: the third-class screw steamers Mohawk and Crusader in New York, and the screw sloop Pawnee in Washington.
The naval establishment was snafued. Secretary Welles totaled only 207 enlisted men in all the ports and receiving ships on the Atlantic coast. Naval bureaus in Washington were hopelessly bogged down in wartime red tape. Officers, sympathetic to the Rebel cause, were entrenched at the Bureau of Ordnance and at the Naval Observatory. Many resigned. Welles could not tell friend from foe. The handful of officers who remained—worn-out men without brains,
one lieutenant described them—most of them pigheaded and top-heavy with gold braid, clogged the higher echelons of the Navy and demanded top commands at sea.
The arrangement of the Navy List failed to meet the essential conditions of readiness. The long years of peace, the unbroken course of seniority promotion filled the top grades with gallant but sluggish veterans, unfit for active service afloat. Alert, able commanders and lieutenants stagnated in subordinate positions. The vicious system of promotion by seniority permitted every officer who lived long enough, unless a fool or degenerate, to go to the top of the list. As promotion never varied, there was no inducement to effort. Officers grown old by inaction exercised little, if any, volition. The tendency of the Navy in 1861 was to preserve tradition, to repress individuality. Men thought alike, talked alike, acted alike, and, in a few instances, looked alike.
The Navy was unprepared for its task. The Union was unprepared to use naval superiority. This was a new generation in 1861, weaned on a marching army: a generation that witnessed the Army conquering Mexico, the Army shooting down Indians and winning the American West; a generation which, by avoiding entangling alliances, had scant need for a Navy. Northerners and Southerners hardly noticed that they had already swapped sail for steam, side-wheelers for screw propellers, and soon would replace wooden with iron ships, and smoothbores with rifled guns.
Naval architecture and ordnance had undergone little change during the century preceding 1840. With only a few refinements, men-of-war differed little in appearance, structure, propulsion, rigging, and armament from those of a hundred years before. The massive two-and three-decked sailing warships were the symbols of sea power, strong and awe-inspiring. Smoothbore cannon and solid shot prevailed in ordnance.
Toward the mid-nineteenth century the substitution of steam for sail marked the beginning of a new era, an era of rapid far-reaching developments. The sailing frigate, her mission accomplished, gave way first to the paddle-wheeler, then to propeller-driven vessels. Gunnery experts exchanged shot for shell, increased calibers, and adopted rifling and breech-loading. Despite this revolution in naval ordnance, the Union Navy during the Civil War depended chiefly upon the 9-, 10-, and 11-inch smoothbore, muzzle-loading Dahlgren guns.
Naval power was little understood by Americans. At a Washington dinner party, the dapper new Secretary of State, William Seward, shocked a British correspondent when he whispered that none of the Cabinet knew anything about a navy. To blockade the South, Simon Cameron, the wizened, white-haired chief of the War Department, advised Lincoln that he needed only a few coasting vessels armed with pop guns. New York shipping bosses estimated that thirty sailing schooners would do the trick. The old fogies of the Navy, remembering the glorious days of 1812, visualized fleet collisions and men battling hand-to-hand on the open decks. Change was ignored by those marine fossils, the Navy brass, who toasted the Good Old Days with champagne and claimed that wooden ships and sail were good enough. Northerners, finding no precedents, no landmarks to consult, had no clear idea of what was necessary to fight a war at sea.
Ignorant of naval principles, its ships deteriorating at the wharves, the nation launched a spending spree to collect all craft that floated. First-class steamers, Staten Island ferryboats, floating barns,
whalers, yachts, coal barges, garbage scows, tugs, fishing smacks, and rowboats were stamped U.S. Navy
and towed off to shipyards for overhaul. From these sources the Navy Department established the blockade of the Southern coast and met the vast demands of the Army for troop transportation. Once converted, many of these steamers, some armed with eight g-inch guns, others with a 100-pounder rifle, proved formidable warships.
When Secretary Welles set out to build a steam navy, he faced obstacles. The two dozen machine shops from Maine to Maryland lacked the tools and skilled workmen requisite for the production of marine machinery. The War Department drew heavily upon these resources. The locomotive and tool-making shops found it impossible to meet the demands. Raw materials were scarce. Iron, copper, tin, and coal had to be mined and manufactured. The nation called for hundreds of steamers and locomotives, shops full of tools, and tons of metal. Nothing on hand answered the call. Inexperienced labor could not be converted into highly trained mechanics overnight.
Despite such handicaps, the Navy Department contracted builders to fabricate twenty-three 90-day gunboats for work in the shallow waters of Southern rivers and sounds. These 500-ton, schooner-rigged vessels had a maximum speed of nine knots and carried one 11-inch pivot gun and three 24-pounder howitzers.
Once these gunboats were launched, the Department ordered the construction of sloops-of-war, efficient ocean cruisers of about 1000 tons each, armed with two 11-inch guns and four 32-pounder smoothbores. These were designed to chase and capture the nimble Confederate privateers and blockade-runners.
Experiments proved that the screw steamers were worthless in the crooked channels of Confederate rivers. They could not back, go ahead, and retire in the same line. To withdraw, these single-screws had to turn, which was impossible in the narrow channels. The Department ordered twelve 850-ton side-wheelers. Under fire, these craft failed to live up to expectations, Welles then contracted for twenty-seven double-enders, whose wheels and engines were in such a position that the crafts backed and went ahead with equal facility.
While beefing up the fleet with steamships, the Secretary changed the unrealistic system of officer promotion and, by acts of Congress, gradually retired all officers at the age of sixty-two, created the rank of Rear Admiral, and promoted promising officers. But the habits of forty years could not easily be altered.
To lure more officers into the sea service, the Department watered down the course at the Naval Academy and pledged fancy bonuses to merchant skippers, ferryboat captains, pilots, and mates with experience if they exchanged freighters for fighting ships. The Navy dug deep to find enlisted personnel. State and local authorities paid huge bounties for enlistment in the Army. Transfers between the two services were not authorized by law. To meet the competition and recruit seamen, the Department offered monetary inducements which ran as high as $1000.
Country bumpkins and hardened mariners, hotel clerks and river boatmen, the honest and dishonest joined up. At stations scattered throughout the East, recruits underwent a quick medical examination, pocketed 3¢-per-mile travel money, made out allotments for families, and learned that their pay was $12 a month for three years. At the receiving ship, North Carolina, the decrepit wooden two-decker moored at the Brooklyn Navy Yard, storekeepers handed the new seaman a pea jacket, blue cloth trousers,