. History of the Fifth Regiment of Rhode Island Heavy Artillery, during three years and a half of service in North Carolina. January 1862-June 1865 . d twelve men from the Fifth, reported to district headquar-ters for special duty. There Lieutenant Howland learned that he wasto guard 362 Iebel prisoners from New Berne to Fortress were to embark on an old transport, the S. R. Spaulding^which had just unloaded a cargo of beef cattle. The steamer was ina filthy condition, and the prisoners protested being sent aboard heruntil she had been cleansed. But there was no time to wait for th
. History of the Fifth Regiment of Rhode Island Heavy Artillery, during three years and a half of service in North Carolina. January 1862-June 1865 . d twelve men from the Fifth, reported to district headquar-ters for special duty. There Lieutenant Howland learned that he wasto guard 362 Iebel prisoners from New Berne to Fortress were to embark on an old transport, the S. R. Spaulding^which had just unloaded a cargo of beef cattle. The steamer was ina filthy condition, and the prisoners protested being sent aboard heruntil she had been cleansed. But there was no time to wait for that,so they had to embark. The steamer sailed that afternoon, andreached Fortress Monroe at eig-ht oclock on the morning of the 15th. FIFTH RHODE ISLAND HEAVY AUTILLERY. 251 Here Lieutenant Howland reported to General Ord, commanding thedepartment, who ordered him to take the prisoners to Point Lookout,Md. They were landed, by means of a tug, a squad at a time, andguarded by a detachment from the fort until about four p. m., thenext day, when they were embarked on the steamer Clyde for PointLookout. Lieutenant Howland shall tell his own story :. Lieut, Charles E. Lawton. • All went well until about ten oclock, when we were within [amile or two of Point Lookout Light. I was in the act of getting intomy berth, when suddenly I was flung against the door of my state-room with such force that it was thrown open and I landed fulllength under the dining-table in tlie saloon, right under the eyes ofthe old colored stewardess, who sat there sewing, and I wasnt in 252 HISTORY OF THE full dress either. Getting into my clothes as quick as possible, Iran forward to the hurricane deck. There I found the captain, leadline in hand, taking soundings. He told me that he had been run into,amidships, on the starboard side, by some unknown steamer, and cutthrough below the water line, and that our boat was making waterfast. As soon as possible signals of distress were made, and thesteamer catne to
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