The FReeper Foxhole Remembers Quantrill's Raid (8/21/1863) - May 18th, 2003

http://skyways.lib.ks.us/genweb/archives/1912/q/quantrills_raid.html ^

[snippy_about_it]

A lot of bad blood.

[SAMWolf]

Evening PhilDragoo.

Good background on the James and Younger Brothers.

[georule]

Very nice Lawrence page. Too bad a "conservative" forum had to ruin it for me by hotlinking (i.e. read "stealing") our bandwidth for the "Lawrence in Ruins" picture from Harpers. It costs money folks, and I assure you that we are a little mom-and-pop site that dips into our own pocket every month to make our site available to the public.

The lecture having completed, you might also be interested in Union General John Schofield's take on the cause of the Lawrence massacre at http://www.civilwarstlouis.com/lawrence/schofield.htm This would be the page where our picture was "borrowed" from, and our bandwidth misappropriated.

Geo Rule www.civilwarstlouis.com

[snippy_about_it]

I'm changin' my ways and getting to bed early.

Good thread today.

Good night Sam.

[SAMWolf]

Good Night Snippy.

[GailA]

[SAMWolf]

Good Evening GailA. Another great find.

[Reaganwuzthebest]

Great read as usual Sam, thanks for the ping.

[SAMWolf]

You're welcome,Reaganwuzthebest

[barker]

The Youngers The Younger brothers' father's name was Henry Washington Younger, born in 1810.

A farm house he built was about 2 miles down the road from me. City wanted to tear it down. Someone bought it and had it taken apart and put into storage somewhere.

Cole Younger is buried in Lee's Summit, Mo, about 5 miles north of me. City used to have a "Cole Younger Days" festival every summer but a few years ago someone complained so now it's just Summerfest.

[Soaring Feather]

Good nite SAM, Snippy, everyone.

[SCDogPapa]

Mornin' Sam. Thanks for the post and ping.

Guerrilla Warfare,,nasty business, but sometimes necessary. I guess. Before anyone jumps on me, I am not saying that raid was necessary.

[dd5339]

Sam,

Thanks for the great bit of history!

Part of the reason Quantrill suceeded like he did is because even then, Lawrence Kansas was a "progressive" town. They had decided that gun control would be a good thing and that it would be best to lock up their firearms at the sheriff's office. Which is why when Quantrill came raiding the inhabitants of Lawrence had nothing to fight back with.

By the way, Lawrence still hasn't changed. It's populated by 90% freaks, geeks, and liberals idiots.

Semper Fi

[SAMWolf]

Thanks dd5339. Interesting bit of information.

[stainlessbanner]

Thank you sir, for a fine thread.

[stainlessbanner]

[SAMWolf]

Your welcome. Thanks for the compliment.

[SAMWolf]

sheeesh it must be Monday! your = You're

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning SCDogPapa.

Sems like the Civil War brought out the worst in some people. On both sides.

[Lee Heggy]

My great grand father rode with Dave Pool and Todd. I have one of his revolvers that I found hidden in the attic of the old house. My grandpa used to whistle and sing a few lines of the tune below when we would be working in the fields. William Clarke was a hero to many Missourians. The worst thing you could call someone when I was a kid was 'Jayhawker'.

"The Call of Quantrill"
This song was reportably the favorite of Jesse James.
1st Verse:
Up! comrades, up! The moon´s in the west, and the hounds of old Pennock will find out our nest.
We must be gone ere the dawning of day; the Quantrill they seek shall be far, far away.
Their toils after us shall ever be vain. Let them scout through the brush and scour the plain;
We´ll pass through their midst in the dead of the night. We are lions in combat and eagles in flight.
Rouse, my brave boys, up, up and away; press hard on the foe ere the dawning of day;
Look well to your steeds so gallant in chase. May they never give o´er till they win in the race.

When old Pennock is weary and the chase given o´er, we´ll pass through their midst and bathe in their gore. We´ll come as a thunderbolt comes from the cloud; we´ll smite the oppressor and humble the proud. Few shall escape us and few shall be spared, for keen is our saber, in vengeance ´tis bared; For none are so strong, so mighty in fight, as the the warrior who battles for our Southern right.
Chorus:
Rouse, my brave boys, up, up and away; press hard on the foe ere the dawning of day;
Look well to your steeds so gallant in chase. May they never give o´er till they win in the race.
3rd Verse:
Though the bush is our home, the green sod our bed, our drink from the river, and roots for our bread, We pine not for more; we bow not the head, for freedom is ever within the green wood.
Tyrants shan´t conquer and fetters shan´t bind, for true are our rifles; our steeds like the wind.
We´ll sheathe not the sword; we´ll draw not the rein, till Pennock is banished from valley and plain.
Rouse, my brave boys, up, up and away; press hard on the foe ere the dawning of day;
Look well to your steeds so gallant in chase. May they never give o´er till they win in the race.