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Chapter 12 – page 2

 

Billy Barlow in the Civil War

 

The fact that Union soldiers were called Billy Yank, (as Southerners were called Johnny Reb), may have reinforced the idea that this other Billy — Billy Barlow, was one of them. There is a hint that at least one soldier, in a letter to his sweetheart, was using the name Billy Barlow as a generic term, possibly to refer to himself.
Walter Gater served in a volunteer regiment from Iowa, that spent a great deal of its time guarding supply routes and carrying out other mundane, if important, tasks. They did see some action, and in the battle of Champion’s Hill, Walter was injured. He wrote letters home to his future wife, Susy, from his hospital bed in St Louis. In one of these letters, where he is colourfully and sarcastically describing the “joys” of a peace-time rural life, he talks about the

“…..beautiful sloughs where Billy Barlow will sometimes get stuck in the mud…..” He and his fellow soldiers had probably been stuck in the mud often enough.

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From the diary of a telegrapher, Drummond, who was captured by the Confederate army in the Shenandoah Valley in 1862, we know that one of Sam Cowell’s other songs was well known. Drummond and his fellow prisoners of war had been marching for four days along roads deep in mud. They were in a miserable state, hot and thirsty by day, cold and wet by night. Their rations, except for the officers who could pay for their food at hotels along the way, had consisted of just four hard-tack crackers each, on the second day of their captivity. On the fourth night, this is Drummond’s diary entry:

” June 3. Marched 16 miles. Officers camped in a dirty barn. Very hot.
No rations. To keep up morale, I sang the Bacon and Greens Song very loudly.

“Oh there’s a charm in this dish rightly taken
That from custards and jellies an epicure weans,
Stick your fork in the fat, wrap your greens round the bacon,
And you’ll find there’s no dish like (good) bacon and greens.”
From Bacon and Greens. Sam Cowell

Cries of “Gag him!” and etc. greeted my rendition.”

By the end of the next day’s march Drummond casually remarked that he had been able to buy some rations to “share with others.”

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‘Tis the song, the sigh of the hungry:
“Hard tack, hard tack, come again no more.”
Many days you have lingered upon our stomachs sore.
O, hard tack, come again no more!
From Hard Tack Come Again no More.
Anonymous Civil War parody of Stephen Foster’s Hard Times Come Again no More.

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General Francis Channing Barlow

General Barlow

There is a quite famous Billy Barlow who served in the Union army. He was Francis Channing Barlow, a young New York lawyer who was well known for being eccentric in manner of dress and in some of his practices. He was given the nick-name almost certainly because of his family name, but maybe also, when he was in command, as an attempt to make light of the situation in which his men found themselves. As an officer, Francis C. Barlow was a strict disciplinarian.

There was probably never a Billy Barlow less like a raggedy happy-go-lucky clown. Barlow enlisted as a private in New York’s 12th regiment of the National Guard, at the first call to arms. He had graduated at the head of his Harvard class, and, at twenty-seven, had just begun his career as a Manhattan lawyer. He had no military experience, but seems to have been a born warrior. Extremely intelligent, absolutely fearless in battle, and utterly ruthless in achieving his goals, he quickly rose to the rank of colonel.

By an interesting coincidence, Emilie and Sam Cowell watched as the newly-formed New York regiment, in which the then Private Francis C Barlow had just enlisted, paraded below the window of their Broadway hotel. The older, well-established Billy Barlow had a prime spot to view one of his future namesakes. Emilie doesn’t give the names of the marches played that day, but the Billy Barlow tune was used by the Union army all through the War, and it’s as likely as not that the soon-to-be General Billy Barlow stepped smartly along to a drum-and-fife rendition of it. When Francis C Barlow left New York for this first taste of action, he left behind him his bride of one day, so anxious was he to join the fight.

Francis C Barlow was rangy and slim, with a boyishly handsome face that bore a thoughtful and deceptively mild expression. Among the mostly mustached and bearded officers of the time, Barlow stood out with his clean-shaven face. Stage-Billy Barlow, it may be noted, although sometimes showing a bit of stubble, never had a beard.

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Emilie Cowell tells the story of how once during their tour of the South, her Sam sat in a barber’s chair next to Abraham Lincoln. Sam overheard the then-future president tell the barber not to shave his whiskers, but to “Give them a chance to grow.”

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HEY HO RAGGEDY-O:
A Study of the Billy Barlow Phenomenon
(written by Joy Hildebrand)

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