I did not pretend to go to sleep that night, and how could I? It was so early on April 12th when I began hearing the shells and canons go off, the entire house was shaking. All us women ran to the rooftop and began praying as we see shells light up the sky, and we wonder why the fort wasn't firing back. The bombardment goes on into the night and Fort Sumter was ablaze by the morning of April 13th, yet Anderson still has yet to silence our guns.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The Start of a War
Only the night before, we were all discussing U.S. Army Major Robert Anderson and his fleet outside, and awaiting my husband's return from Fort Sumter. Anderson was a silly man who should of thought of the consquences of his would-be actions. But no, now we intercepted a letter from him and my husband was sent to ask him to surrender. If Anderson did not accept the terms by four in the morning, he would be fired upon. And that is exactly the events that followed.
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