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                   Letters to the Tribune.

[newspaper clipping: first column]
The Enmity to Gen. Butler by the Wealthy
  Classes Their Disloyalty How The
  Tribune is Received Amusements at a 
  Discount Rumors from Up the River.
From Our Special Correspondent.
       ST. CHARLES HOTEL, New-Orleans, La., Dec. 27, 1862.
  Everything here is, exteriorly, as quiescent as
may be.  Christmas Day has passed, with no
stronger ebullition of popular feeling consequent on
the change of rule from Gen. Butler to Banks than
an occasional drunken hurrah for Jeff. Davis or
Stonewall Jackson.  About a dozen arrests were
made, generally of individuals who affected to regard
the fight of the 15th at Fredericksburg, Va., as a
great Confederate victory, and the superseding of
 old Pic Butler,  as they call him, as a concession
to treason.  I should not wonder if this wholly gra-
tuitous assumption necessitated an example to con-
vince the sympathizers with Secession of its illogical
nature.  They are almost entirely confined to the
ex-wealthy class, upon whom Gen. Butler s sway
bore heavily: the workingmen had learned to re-
gard him as their friend.  Without any way com-
mitting myself to prejudging his removal, I think it
  must be admitted that he had  a hard row to hoe, 
    that he has left a pestilent, rebellious city in a
very wholesome state of coercion, which the Union
men now resident within it are capable of appreci-
ating.
  I do not believe in the loyalty of any born in-
habitant of New-Orleans who wears broadcloth, or
who, in ante-secession times, possessed a balance at
his bankers, or still less in his feminine counterpart.
It is true that you can now walk through the city
without being spat upon, scowled at, or hissed; the
people are civil, but only from a conviction that,
howsoever the war may result elsewhere, their con-
dition is temporarily irremediable, and they must
needs make the best of it.  A general dissatisfaction
with the results of treason, rather than the thing
itself, a sense of humiliation; these, with a rebellious
hope that something may yet intervene in behalf 
of a hard-up Southern Confederacy that Napoleon
III. will aid it that Lee and Jackson may unmis-
takably discomfit Burnside are the predominant
sentiments.  One finds traces of them everywhere.
   That s a first-rate paper,  said a citizen, point-
ing to The N. Y. Caucasian (quoted of Dr. Mac-
kay), to a companion, who was approvingly reading
The World, at the news vender s stall, below the
building in which I write.   I wouldn t sell THE
TRIBUNE if I was paid for it,  answered a newsboy
to me, when I asked for the obnoxious sheet.  He
was a civil, quiet boy, evidently very much in
earnest.   Why?  I asked.   They say it s Abo-
lition,  he replied innocently, with about as definite
an impression of the meaning of the word, and as
rational an abhorrence of it as exists in many four
times his age.  I noticed, however, that a less scrupu-
lous lad disposed of his limited stock of TRIBUNES
with great rapidity, and that, too, in the very
rotunda, below the main hall, where are the auction-
blocks whilome used for the sale of human merchant-
dise where an iron effigy of a negro chattel is yet
visible as a sign of the damnable traffic, just now

[newspaper clipping: second column]
extinct in New-Orleans, as I hope never to be re-
vived.  One sees other inscriptions relative to the
same throughout the city, and whistles  John
Brown  under them with singular complacency.
Think of the change that has come over the proud
Crescent City, since the time when it went mad
with a carnival of treason, secession flags, whisky-
barrel processions, and terrorism hardly exceeded by
the days of the first French Revolution!  I know a
rough Union man, who lived through those days.
 I had to talk Secesh up to the but,  he avers,
 until two or three of us got together, within closed
doors, and then, by     !  we let rip   He indorses
Gen. Butler, and won t hear a word against him.
  I went last night to the St. Charles Theater to see
a play, denominated in the bills  a great National
Union Drama, presented under the patronage of the
Army and Navy, and the Union Association of New-
Orleans,  entitled  Our Maryland, or the Battle of 
Antietam,  produced with appropriate flourish.  I
mention it, not as chronicling as absurd an offering
to the tragic muse, smilingly turned over by her to
sister Thalia, as could well be imagined, but as
respects the dreary significance of the very limited
attendance.  At the end of the second act there
were just sixteen persons in the parquette, our
party constituting a fourth of that portion of the
audience.  The boxes exhibited a dismal vacuity,
with the exception of one loyal family (including a
Union baby) and two or three soldiers.  Verily the
amateur performers displayed a good deal of moral
courage in getting through three entire acts, con-
cluding with a tableaux in which a Temple of Lib-
erty, the goddess of that name, of Truth and Jus-
tice, our respected President, the Spirit of Wash-
ington, Gen, McClellan, the Star Spangled Banner,
the National Eagle, were mixed up wonderfully and
promiscuously.
  From up the river we get occasional news, dic-
tated by Rabelais s Giant Hearsay, who was fed
upon rumors.  Only this mild, rainy morning, I
learned that the Rebels had made a descent upon
Gen. Gravier and carried off one of his batteries.
It was false of course.  Yesternight the Secession-
ists were jubilant about apochryphal disasters in
Mississippi.  We hear so many stories of this kind,
that one is justified in believing the wish to be
father to the thought with the majority of their nar-
rators.  By and by we shall get some real news,
probably from the vicinity of Port Hudson.  The
Mississippi is gradually rising to facilitate opera-
tions.					T. B. G.
		            

[newspaper clipping]
Quiet in the City Secesh Women Jubilant 
  Gen. Banks s Administration A Rail-
  road Company Forced to Forego Swind-
  ling A Regiment Sent to Galveston.
From Our Special Correspondent.
           ST. CHARLES HOTEL, NEW ORLEANS, Dec. 29, 1862.
  There is nothing transpiring here of importance;
still, the departure of a mail steamer for the North
almost every day justifies my devoting half an hour
or so to the itemizing of minor matters, which, in
the absence of more engrossing topics of public in-
terest, may find a place in THE TRIBUNE.  Just now
I think New-Orleans looks with more expectancy to
New-York than vice versa, for the curiosity of the
latter city relative to Gen. Banks s Expedition must
by this time have quite subsided.  Apropos of news,
Page
Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Twenty-One: page one hundred and thirty-six
Description:Newspaper clipping written by Gunn for ''The New York Tribune,'' regarding the atmosphere in New Orleans while under Union control.
Date:1862-12-27
Subject:Abolition; Banks, Nathaniel Prentiss; Butler, Benjamin F.; Burnside, Ambrose Everett; Christmas; Civil War; Davis, Jefferson; Gunn, Thomas Butler; Jackson, Stonewall; Journalism; Lee, Robert E.; Lincoln, Abraham; McClellan, George B.; New York caucasian.; New York tribune.; New York world.; Theater
Coverage (City/State):New Orleans, Louisiana
Scan Date:2010-11-18

 

Volume
Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Twenty-One
Description:Includes Gunn's descriptions of his experiences as a war correspondent for ""The New York Tribune"" at New Orleans, Louisiana, and Baton Rouge, Louisiana; boarding house living; a visit to the Rawlings family; a fight with Mr. Blankman at his boarding house; his journey on the North Star with the Banks expedition; the re-occupation of Baton Rouge by Union forces; a visit to a sugar plantation in Louisiana; and Fanny Fern's daughter Grace Thomson's death.
Subject:African Americans; Boardinghouses; Bohemians; Civil War; Gunn, Thomas Butler; Journalism; Military; Publishers and publishing; Transportation; Travel; Women
Coverage (City/State):New York, New York; New Orleans, Louisiana; Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Note:Thomas Butler Gunn was born February 15, 1826, in Banbury, England, and came to New York in 1849. During the Civil War he worked as a correspondent for the New York Tribune and the New York Evening Post. He returned to England in 1863, and died in Birmingham in April 1903. The collection includes twenty-one volumes of his diaries, including newspaper clippings, letters, photographs, sketches, and various other items inserted by Gunn. Diary entries date from July 7, 1849, to April 7, 1863, and include his experiences with the New York publishing and literary world, his descriptions of boarding houses, his travels throughout the United States, and his experiences traveling with the Federal army as a Civil War correspondent.
Publisher:Missouri History Museum
Rights:Copyright 2010 Missouri History Museum.
Source:Page images, transcriptions, and metadata of the Thomas Butler Gunn diaries have been provided by the Missouri History Museum.