“The people fairly went wild; they set fire to the cotton along the levees, and seemed determined that nothing valuable should fall into our hands. They did not apparently remember that, so far, our navy had respected private rights and protected those made homeless by the actions of wild mobs.”

Source: 1880s, Incidents and Anecdotes of the Civil War (1885), p. 66

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