-: THE BLUE BONNET :-
A weekly publication of the ship's company
of the U. S. S. Houston, Captain G. N. Barker,
U. S. N., Commanding and Commander C. A.
Bailey, U. S. N., Executive Officer.
Editor, Lieut. ( jg) E. A. McDonald, U. S. N.
Assistant Editor: R. C. Ball, Ch. Pay Clerk
Associate Editors: Stefan Sivak, Jr., SK2c
R. B. Thompson, SK3c
Circulation: John Boris, Y3c
8 January 1938
-( EDITORIAL )-
O NCE again the staff of the BLUE
BONNET offers to its readers a
distinctively novel edition. " Those
days" might have been the " good old
days," but we feel sure that everyone
aboard much prefers living in the modern
navy with its comparative comforts,
in relative safety from the hazards
of the sea and the long cruises
of the yesteryear.
We ewe our present customs, our
nautical terms, our uniform, and our
modern naval ships and devices to
those navies of other days. The evolution
or creation of them all was very
gradual, coming to us finally only
after many lives had been lost, hardships
endured, or wise experimenting
done by " the iron men who sailed the
Yes, they were iron men in the old
navy. They demonstrated this in the
face of battle--" As the two ships lay
alongside ( the U. S. S. Lackawanna and
the Rebel Ram Tennessee), a few of
the enemy were seen through the
ports, who, using most appropious language,
our marines opened upon them
with muskets; even a spittoon and a
holystone were thrown at them from
our deck, which drove them away."
But the navy is just as courageous today.
This was amply proved only a
few days ago when the United States
Gunboat PANAY was attacked by an
overwhelming horde of Japanese
bombing planes. In spite of the knowledge
that their ship was doomed and
sinking under their feet the Captain,
officers and crew of the PANA Y
fought back with the inadequate weapons
they had, and it was only after
it would have been suicidal to remain
with the ship did they leave.
THE BLUE BONNET
THEFT OF THE " GENERAL"
( Continued from Page 1.)
for a few minutes for breakfast no
one noticed that twenty men got out
on the side away from the station and
uncoupled the passenger cars from
the locomotive and the three freight
cars. Immediately Andrews and his
engineer, Knight, climbed into the cab
of the engine while the men climbed
into the cars and then in full sight of
3,000 Confederate soldiers steamed
away before the surprised train crew
realized what had happened.
The wild ride had just begun. As
there was no telegraph office at Big
Shanty, Andrews knew he could cut
the wires on both sides of Marietta
before anyone there was aware of his
plans. After passing Allatoona they
again tore up a stretch of track and
cut the telegraph wires as they had at
When he reached Kingston, Andrews
was ahead of schedule and had to
wait on a siding until a freight train
had passed. To a curious stationmaster
he made the quick explanation " General
Beauregard is in desperate straits
for powder. My train must get through
to Ch: 1. ttanooga headquarters immediately!"
The innocent stationmaster
let them through and they continued
toward Chattanooga with all wires cut
behind them. However they had not
reckon~ d with Fuller, the General's
conductor, who immedately set out in
pursuit of them from Big Shanty- at
a dead run on foot! He obtained a
handcar at Etowah only two miles
from Big Shanty and found the locomotive
" Yonah" at Marietta. With the
General's engineer who had arrived by
a roundabout route on horseback he
started in pursuit of Andrews and the.
stolen " General." However he could
not react. Kingston due to the freight
train that had held up Andrews for a
short time. The extraordinary conductor
therefore set out on foot again
and ran two miles to the junction of
the Rome railroad where he knew he
would find another engine. When Fuller
again started in pursuit he was
only four minutes behind the General.
Though unaware of pursuit Andrews
pushed his train to the limit and only
stopped once to tear up a stretch of
track. While doing this the sound of
Fuller's whistle was heard and full
speed was made toward the objective.
At Adairsville another freight was on
the siding which Andrews encouraged
to proceed to Kingston.
Fuller, undaunted upon reaching
the torn up stretch of track, again
took up the chase on foot and stopping
the Adairsville freight proceeded to
uncouple the engine and continue the
chase backwards. Meanwhile as Andrews
reached Calhoun his unscheduled
train was switched into a siding
to make way for a passenger train
that was just leaving. Repeating his
story of earlier, that Beauregard was
in desperate need of his powder, he
demanded the right of way and quailed
the other train crew with his pistol
and raced for the Oostanaula bridge
only six miles away. Just then Fuller
reached Calhoun and only stopping
long enough to pick up a few soldiers
followed hot on Andrew's heels. Two
and a half miles from Calhoun Andrews
stopped to tear up a rail, but
hearing the " Texas" whistle only bent
it across the track.
The Texas came flying on and could
not stop, but the weight of the engine
pressed the soft iron of the rail back
into place and the locomotive bridged
the gap! Seeing this miracle Andrews
reversed his engine and hurled one of
his freight cars at the oncoming Rebel
train. Stopping in time, the Rebels
managed to couple the car ahead of
the engine and again pursue the General.
As they neared the first Chickamauga
bridge often in sight of each
other the Yankees set fire to the last
car and uncoupled it on the covered
bridge. Too late however for the Texas
reached the span before it caught
fire and pushed the blazing car onto
a siding at Ringgold and also gave the
alarm to the local militia.
Fuel running low, the General faltered
and Andrews tried one last desperate
trick by setting his engine in
reverse and heading for the oncoming
Texas but it was too late and Andrews'
gallant attempt was at an end.
Confederates descended upon them
from all sides and every man was captured.
Andrews and seven of his men
were later executed by the Rebels at
Atlanta prison. Eight succeeded in escaping
and the remaining six were exchanged
for Confederate prisoners.
Today the doughty old " General"
still stands at the Chattanooga station,
Andrews' goal, for all to see.