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A    BIOGRAPHICAL    SKETCH    OF 


WORTH    BAGLEY, 


ENSIGN,   U.  S.    N. 


JOSEPHUS    DANIELS. 


He  gave  his  life  for  his  Country  on  the  Torpedo* 
boat  Wiinisllow  In  Gardenias 
May  nth,  118980 


"And  thus  this  man  died,  leaving  his  death  for  an  example  of  a  noble 
courage,  and  a  memorial  of  virtue,  not  only  unto  young  men,  but  unto 
all  his  nation.''— 2nd.  Maccabees,  vi,  31. 


NOkFOLK,  VA. : 

SAM  W.  BOWMAN, 

PUBLISHER. 
COPYRIGHTED  !898  BY  SAM  W     BOWMAN. 


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PREFACE. 


In  response  to  a  request  made  to  the  family  of  Ensign  Worth 
Bagley  for  a  sketch  of  his  life  for  publication,  this  volume  has 
been  prepared.  There  has  been  no  attempt  to  write  an  elaborate 
biography,  but  only  a  desire  to  put  in  permanent  form,  for  the 
emulation  of  aspiring  youth,  the  record  of  the  short  and  brilliant 
career  of  the  first  American  officer  to  die  in  battle  in  the  war  be- 
tween the  United  States  and  Spain. 

The  editor  has  sought  to  let  the  letters  of  the  dead  Ensign  tell 
the  story  of  his  young  life.  During  the  eight  and  a  half  years 
that  elapsed  between  his  entering  the  Naval  Academy  and  his 
heroic  death  at  Cardenas,  his  letters  to  his  mother,  sisters  and 
brothers  touched  upon  every  topic  that  interested  him.  They 
give  a  better  insight  to  his  hopes,  his  loves,  his  ambitions  and  his 
character  than  can  be  derived  from  any  other  source.  Written 
for  the  eye  only  of  those  he  loved  best  there  is  no  reserve.  The 
extracts  given  show  his  inmost  thoughts  and  feelings.  It  is  only 
from  such  letters  that  the  real  heart  of  the  man  can  be  known. 

In  collating  from  the  letters  written  home  by  Worth  Bagley, 
and  the  letters  of  sympathy  to  his  sorrowing  mother,  the  con- 
trolling purpose  has  been  to  convey  a  clear  understanding  oi  his 
sweet  home  life;  his  abounding  love  for  his  mother:  his  affec- 
tion for  his  sisters,  brothers  and  kindred  ;  his  high  ideals  of  life; 
his  chivalry  that  shone  out  in  all  his  association  with  women  ;  his 
clean  and  pure  life — 

"  His  strength  was  as  the  strength  of  ten 
Because  his  heart  was  pure  ;  " 

his  manly  spirit  and  steadfastness  of  purpose  ,  his  generous  dispo- 
sition, comradeship  and  broad  charity  ;  his  noble  ambitions,  ani- 
mating to  high  and  lofty  deeds;  his  devotion  to  his  profession  to 
which  he  was  wedded  ;  his  love  for  his  fellow  men  and  his  faith  in 
God  ;  and  his  splendid  courage,  enabling  him  to  conquer  fear  and 
meet  death  with  a  smile  upon  his  face. 

It  is  hoped  and  believed  that,  though  the  preparation  has 
been  hurried,  the  simple  recital  of  what  he  thought  and  what  he 
did  will  stimulate  to  high  aims  and  lofty  aspirations  all  manly  and 
ambitious  youth   who   are    moved    by    the    example   of    heroic 

achievement. 

J.  D. 


Jfye  pirst  pallet?  j-iero. 


CHAPTER  I. 

BIRTH    AND    BOYHOOD. 

'•Easter  Monday  was  a  visiting  day  of  some  importance  at 
the  house  of  a  Grand  Master  in  this  city.  The  little  Odd  Fellow- 
weighed  nine  pounds  and  three-quaiters.  Long  may  the  little 
Grand  Master  wave  !" 

THIS  was  the  announcement  of  the  birth  of  Worth  Bagley, 
which  appeared  in  the  Raleigh  News  in  its  issue  of  April 
7th,  1874.  He  was  born  in  Raleigh,  N.  C,  on  the  sixth  day  of 
April  1874,  in  the  house  in  which  his  mother  now  resides,  on  the 
corner  of  Blount  and  South  streets.  His  father  at  the  time  was 
Grand  Master  of  Odd  Fellows  of  the  State  of  North  Carolina,  and 
it  was  his  prominence  in  the  order  that  caused  the  editor  to  call 
41  the  little  stranger"  an  Odd  Fellow. 

Worth  Bagley's  ancestry  was  honorable.  His  ancestors  gave 
abundant  evidence  of  their  patriotism  in  peace  and  in  war. 
He  was  the  oldest  son  of  the  late  Maj.  Wm.  H.  Bagley,  a  native 
of  Perquimans  County,  North  Carolina.  When  the  War  Between 
the  States  was  declared,  Maj.  Bagley  volunteered  in  the  first 
company  for  the  Confederate  service  that  was  raised  in  his  county, 
having,  prior  to  the  war  edited  "The  Sentinel"  at  Elizabeth  City, 
and  having  obtained  license  to  practice  law  in  1859.  He  was  at 
first  commissioned  Lieutenant  and  afterwards  Captain,  transferred 
to  Company  A.  8th.,  Shaw's  Regiment,  Clingman's  Brigade, 
and  he  followed  the  fortunes  of  the  Confederacy  in  the  uniform  ot 
the  gray  to  the  end,  except  when  as  a  prisoner  on  parole  at  home 
in  1864,  he  was  elected  and  served  in  the  State  Senate.  He  was 
afterwards  made  Major  of  the  68th.  N.  C.  Regiment,  of  which 
Hon.  E  C.  Yellowley  of  Pitt  county  was  Colonel,  and  held  that 


position  in  the  Confederate  army  when  Lee  surrendered.  in 
civil  life,  he  was  elected  and  served  as  Register  of  Deeds  of  Per- 
quimans county  before  he  was  of  age.  In  July  1865,  President 
Andrew  Johnson  tendered  him  the  appointment  as  Superintendent 
of  the  U.  S.  Mint  at  Charlotte,  but  he  could  not  take  the  "iron 
clad"  oath  and  could  not  accept  that  office.  Upon  the  election 
of  Jonathan  Worth  as  Governor  in  1S65  he  became  Private  Sec- 
retary to  the  Governor,  and  in  March  1S66  he  married  the  Gov- 
ernor's daughter,  Adelaide  Anne.  From  this  union  there  are  now 
living  five  children,  Addie  Worth,  wife  of  Josephus  Daniels, 
Belle  Worth,  Ethel,  William  Henry  and  David  Worth.  In 
1868  Maj.  Bagley  was  chosen  Clerk  of  the  Supreme  Court  ol 
North  Carolina,  which  position  he  held  until  his  death,  February 
21st,  1 886.  He  was  an  active  Odd  Fellow  all  his  life,  serving  in 
every  position  in  the  gift  of  that  order.  In  1S73  he  was  Grand 
Master  of  the  State,  and  in  1S74,  1875,  1876,  1877  he  was  chosen 
Grand  Representative  of  the  Sovereign  Grand  Lodge  of  the 
World.  He  was  also  a  member  of  the  Masonic  order  and  of  the 
Royal  Arcanum  Major  Bagley  was  a  son  of  Col.  Willis  H.  Bag- 
ley,  a  highly  respected  citizen  who  was  sheriff  of  Perquimans 
county  for  many  years.  His  grandfather,  William  Bagley.  fought 
in  the  War  of  1812,  and  was  at  the  battle  of  "Crany's  Island," 
Norfolk  Harbor.  His  great-grandfather,  Thomas  Bagley,  served 
in  the  Revolutionary  War.  His  mother  was  Mary  Elizabeth 
Clary,  who  was  directly  descended  from  Mackrora  Scarborough, 
who  was  Colonel  of  "  His  Majesty's  Militia,"  member  of  the 
Colonial  Legislature,  and  of  the  Governor's  Council. 

Ensign  Bagley's  mother  is  the  youngest  living  daughter  of  the 
late  Governor  Jonathan  Worth  and  Martitia  Daniel,  daughter  oi 
John  Daniel  of  Charlotte  county,  Virginia.  She  was  a  grand- 
daughter of,  Col.  Archibald  Murphy,  who  was  a  colonel  in  the 
Revolutionary  Army,  The  Worths  were  originally  Quakers 
and  were  among  the  first  of  the  Friends  who  came  to  America 
primarily  for  the  purpose  of  finding  in  the  New  World  a  place 
where  they  could  worship  God  according  to  the  dictates  of 
conscience  They  settled  at  Nantucket  before  the  coming  over 
to  Pennsylvania  of  the  colony  of  Friends  under  Wm.  Penn. 
William  Worth,  who  emigrated  from  Devonshire,  England,  to 
this    country    in    or   about    1640.    was   the   common   progenitor 


of  Gen.  William  Jenkins  Worth,  of  Mexican  war  fame,  and 
Governor  Jonathan  Worth,  grandfather  of  Ensign  Worth  Bag- 
ley.  His  Worth  ancestry  dates  back  to  the  reign  of  Cromwell. 
The  first  emigrants  to  America  settled  in  Massachusetts,  and 
between  1771  and  1775,  Daniel  Worth,  the  founder  of  the  North 
Carolina  family,  with  others  of  the  Society  of  Friends,  moved 
to  Guilford  county.  His  son,  Dr.  David  Worth,  a  physician 
and  farmer,  who  was  born  at  Centre  Church,  Guilford  county, 
in  1776,  was  the  great-grandfather  of  Worth  Bagley. 

The  Worths  have  long  been  leaders  in  law,  business  and  pol- 
itics in  North  Carolina.  Worth  Bagley 's  grandfather,  Jonathan 
Worth,  first  entered  public  life  as  a  member  of  the  House  of 
Commons  in  1830.  He  was  elected  again  in  1840  and  was  a 
State  Senator  in  1858-59,  and  1860-61.  In  that  body  he  vehe- 
mently opposed  secession,  "voting  against  submitting  the  question 
of  a  Convention  (even  to  consider  the  matter  of  taking  the  State 
out  of  the  Union)  to  the  people;  and,  the  Legislature  deciding 
against  him,  addressing  a  circular  to  his  constituents,  advising 
them  to  vote  against  Convention,  as  the  surest  way  of  defeating 
secession.  *  *  After  secession,  he  gave  in  his  adhesion  to  the 
de facto  Government,  and  acted  toward  it  in  the  same  good  faith 
which  distinguished  all  his  conduct,  public  and  private."  In 
1S62-63  he  was  a  member  of  the  House  of  Commons  and  was 
elected  Public  Treasurer  of  the  State  ;  he  was  re-elected  without 
opposition  in  1864,  and  held  the  position  until  the  then  State 
Government  was  overthrown  by  the  Federal  forces  in  1865. 
President  Johnson  appointed  him  State  Treasurer,  but  he  resigned 
in  a  short  time  to  become  a  candidate  for  Governor  against  Provis- 
ional-Governor Holden.  He  was  elected  and  entered  upon  the 
duties  of  Governor  on  the  28th  day  of  December,  1S65.  He  was 
re-elected  Governor  in  1866.  He  continued  in  the  Executive 
office  until  July,  186S,  when  the  government  was  suspended 
by  that  organized  under  the  Reconstruction  Acts  of  Congress. 
He  surrendered  the  position,  writing  a  protest  denying  the 
constitutionality  of  those  Acts  of  Congress  and  the  legality  of 
his  removal.     He  died  on  the  5th  day  of  September,  1869. 

Worth  Bagley  was  a  robust  and  healthy  child,  growing  in 
strength  and  manly  grace,  and  as  a  lad  possessed  a  gentleness 
and  courtesy  that  was  the  delight  of  his  parents  and  instructors. 


Speaking  of  his  home,  on  the  occasion  of  his  last  visit  to 
Raleigh,  he  said,  "  I  have  always  been  happy  here.  It  is  the 
sweetest  place  in  the  world  to  me."  Growing  up  in  a  happy  home 
where  love  and  unselfishness  reigned,  he  was  as  chivalrous  toward 
his  sisters  and  playmates  while  wearing  kilts  as  he  was  gallant  and 
courteous  in  his  intercourse  with  men  and  women  in  the  clubs  and 
brilliant  gatherings  in  which  aiterwards  he  was  a  favorite  guest. 
There  was  in  him  the  rare  blending  of  the  simplicity  and  direct- 
ness of  his  Quaker  ancestry  and  the  bonhommie  and  geniality 
that  is  the  characteristic  of  Southern  civilization.  He  would  not 
contend,  even  as  a  little  child,  for  his  own  with  his  sisters  or  girl 
playmates,  but  he  surrendered  to  no  boy  in  any  contest  and,  while 
almost  wholly  free  from  school-boy  fighting,  he  stood  up  for  his 
rights  against  all  comers.  If  this  led  to  a  fight,  he  did  not  shirk  it, 
but  fought  to  the  finish  having  the  creed  :  "  You  must  always 
stand  up  for  your  rights  and  let  nobody  run  over  you."  That 
was  his  spirit — to  encroach  on  the  rights  of  no  one  and  to  permit 
no  encroachment  upon  his  rights.  ''He  had  an  inherent  sense  of 
justice  and  fair  play,"  said  one  of  his  school-mates,  ''and  1  do  not 
recall  any  fight  he  ever  had  at  school  except  when  he  took  the 
part  of  a  smaller  boy  against  a  big  boy  who  was  imposing  on  the 
little  fellow.  After  he  took  part,  it  was  his  quarrel  and  he  did  not 
quit  until  he  came  out  on  top." 

The  oldest  son  of  a  family  of  six  children,  he  was  very  dear 
to  his  father,  who  entered  into  the  lives  and  thoughts  of  his  chil- 
dren, drawing  them  out  and  helping  them  with  perfect  under- 
standing of  their  powers.  The  letters  between  father  and  son 
illustrate  the  strong  bond  between  them. 

The  following  little  jingle,  written  in  the  form  ot    a  letter  to 

please  a  child's  fancy,  was  sent  to  Worth  when  he  was  five  years 

old: 

Raleigh,  December  7th,  1879. 
Dear  Worth  : 

I  drop  you  a  line,  as  I  have  time,  to  let  you  know  what  is  the  go  ;  'tis 
Sunday  now,  and  just  somehow,  I  thought  to  you  I'd  write,  to  see  if  not 
you've  me  forgot— to  tell  you,  too,  what  will  be  true,  it,  by  Tuesday 
night,  you  do  not  write. 

The  clouds  are  gone,  the  rain  is  done  and  everything  is  bright ;  the  sun 
shines  out  and,  all  about,  there  is  nothing  but  it's  light.  Addie  and 
Belle  both  are  well,  and  so  is  ''Henry  boo'';  little  Ethel's  neat  and  very 
sweet,  and  so  is  Edwin,  too.  Mania  is  good  and  Papa's  mood  is  on  the 
good    incline  ;  so  be  not  sad  and  only  glad,  and  bear  us  all  in    mind. 


Surely  give  Sis  a  loving  kiss,  from  each  and  every  one,  and  let  her,  too,  a 
kiss  give  you,  my  darling  little  son.  Cousin  Henry  kiss,  and  his  little  sis, 
also.'the  "little  wee,"  Aunt  Annie  squeeze  and  Uncle  teaze  ;  and,  then 
a  good  boy  be.  Now  do  not  fail,  by  Tuesday's  mail,  to  us  to  send  a  let- 
ler  ;  for  if  vou  do— my  word  is  true— I  tell  you.  you  had  better  ! 

Affectionately, 

Papa. 

The  son  was  not  less  thoughtful.  The  following  letter,  written 
at  the  age  of  seven  years  to  his  father,  on  the  latter's  birthday, 
discloses  his  generous  desires  which  were  early  developed  : 

Jackson.  N.  C,  July  5th,  1S81. 
Dear  Papa  : 

Please  send  me  some  torpedoes  and  some  pop-crackers,  I  cannot  send 
you  a  present.  Henry  Benton  and  I  are  going  down  to  the  brick  kiln 
to  see  what  our  boats  are  doing.     I  cannot  rind  you  a  present. 

Every  time  Sizzie  says  "March,"  me  and  Henry  Benton  do  like  we  are 
marching.  Your  son. 

Worth  Baglev. 

Among  many  other  letters  written  to  his  cousins  as  a  boy,  three 
extracts  are  given : 

May  nth,  'Si  :     'Miss  Nettie  Marshall  calls  me  her  best  adder." 

Aug.  16th,  'Si  :     "I  lost  my  bird  betting  with .     I  wont  bet  any 

more.     It  is  wrong  I  believe." 

June  3rd,  '88 :  "  Eighteen  speeches  were  made  at  Morson  &  Denson's 
Academy  Commencement.  Mine  was  the  very  last,  and  when  I  got  up. 
I  tell  you  I  was  scared.  But  I  got  through  all  right  and  got  more  boquets 
than  any  other  boy.     After  it  was  all  over  people  crowded  around  me 

congratulating,  asthey  said.     I  got  mortally  tired  of  it I  got  five 

'honors',  three  of  them  were  'firsts'  and  two  were  'seconds'.  The  'firsts' 
were  on  Latin  Exercises,  Algebra.  Penmanship.  The  'seconds'  were  on 
Latin  Grammar,  Latin  Reading.  The  'first  honor'  is  given  to  the  boy 
who  stands  the  best  examination  in  his  class,  the  'second  honor'  is  given 
to  the  next  best." 

On  February  21st,  1886,  after  a  long  illness,  Major  Bagley  died. 

When  the  twelve  year  old  boy  recovered  Irom  the  first  blow,  the 

sense  of  his  responsibility  as  the  oldest  son  gave  him  the  fortitude 

of  a  man.     He  hid  his  own  grief  to  be  able  to  comfort  and  cheer 

the  widowed  mother,  and  from  the  hour  that  she  leaned  upon  his 

strong  young  arm  for  support,  in  the  anguish  of  her  woe,  until  the 

fateful  day  at  Cardenas,  he  was  her  strength  and  stay.     On  the 

afternoon  of  the  funeral  of  his  father,  as  they  stood  by  the  open 

grave,  his  mother  felt  an  arm  about  her  neck.     It  was  Worth's 

arm  and  his  hand  was  affectionately  patting  her  face.     Coming 

home  he  said,  "  Mother,  lean  on  me  and  I  will  take  care  of  you." 

A  few  months  after  the  death  of  her  husband,  Mrs.  Bagley  took 

her  youngest  son  to  her  church  (the  Presbyterian)  to  have  him 


baptized.  As  with  his  hand  in  hers,  she  approached  the  altar  she 
found  that  Worth  was  by  her  side,  standing  in  the  place  made  vacant 
by  his  father's  death.  Itwashis  own  thoughtand  it  brought  a  feeling 
oi  happiness  into  the  saddened  life  of  the  mother  that  could  have 
come  trom  no  other  human  source.  She  came  more  and  more  to 
lean  upon  him  and  to  find  comfort  and  help  in  his  strong  arm,  his 
brave  spirit  his  true  heart,  his  stimulating  hope  and  faith.  To 
his  sisters,  to  whom  he  had  ever  been  considerate,  a  gentler  sym- 
pathy was  shown,  and,  feeling  the  responsibility  of  his  example 
toward  his  younger  brothers,  he  became  to  them  an  example  of 
filial  affection,  respect,  courtesy  and  obedience.  The  loss  of  his 
lather,  v/hile  it  was  not  permitted  to  cloud  the  cheerfulness  of 
his  sweet  home  life,  gave  him  the  steadying  sense  of  duty,  and 
made  him  older  and  more  studious.  He  early  became  a  Chris- 
tian, joining  the  First  Presbyterian  Church  in  Raleigh,  on  the  28th 
of  November  1887,  having  been  baptized  when  a  young  child  in 
that  church. 

Of  his  school  days,  before  going  to  the  Naval  Academy  his 
teachers  are  the  most  competent  ones  to  speak.  Among  the  very 
first  to  write  to  his  stricken  mother  was  Mrs.  E.  McDonald  who 
was  his  teacher  at  the  age  of  six  years  when  he  first  became  a  pu- 
pil in  the  Centennial  Graded  school  at  Raleigh.  Writing  from 
Winston  she  said  : 

"  How  my  heart  goes  out  in  sympathy,  for  you  and  yours,  at  the  loss 
of  your  noble  boy.  I,  his  first  teacher,  have  ever  remembered  him  with 
love  and  affection,  and  watched,  with  pride,  his  successful  career,  and 
to-day  mingle  my  tears  with  yours  in  this  hour  of  trial." 

Mrs.  J.  M.  Barbee,  who  had  been  his  teacher  at  the  Centennial 

Graded  School  at  one  time,  said  : 

'"Worth  was  very  popular  as  a  school  boy  and  had  wit  and  gallantry. 
He  was  even  then  fond  of  ships.  When  a  pupil  of  Miss  Gales,  he  drew 
a  picture  of  a  full-rigged  vessel  and  wrote  under  it,  '  It  takes  fair  Gales 
to  drive  my  ship.'  "' 

Prof.  E,  P.  Moses,  of  Rock  Hill,  S.  C,  who  was  superintendent 

of  the  Raleigh  Graded  Schools,  writing  to  Mrs.  Bagley,  said  : 

"The  fact  that  Worth  was  a  student  of  mine  and  always  such  a  noble 
boy,  makes  the  loss  a  personal  one  to  me.  It  will  be  a  comfort  to  you  to 
feel  that  his  heroism  in  life  was  as  conspicuous  as  his  heroism  in  death, 
which  has  won  the  admiration  of  a  win >le  natioi  ." 

There  is  still  preserved  by  his  mother  an  basin  end,  presented 
in  March,  r.884,  as  a  prize,  by  Miss  Jean  Gales,  his  teacher  at  the 


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Year. 


FROM    ONE    TO    TWENTY-ONE. 


Centennial  Graded  School,  on  which  is  written  ; 

"  Prize  received  by  Worth  Bagley  for  spelling  thirty  wo'ds  correctly. 
The  words  were  selected  and  prize  awarded  by  the  editor  of  the 
Teacher." 

In  a  letter  written  in  his  eleventh  year,  while  visiting  an  aunt  in 
the  country,  he  wrote  his  mother  : 
'■  I  can  swim  150  feet." 

His  ability  to  swim  was  afterwards  worth  a  great  deal  to  him 

when  he  entered  the  Naval  Academy.     Writing  from  the  same 

place,  during  the  same  visit  his  interest  in  athletics  and  his  spirit 

of  pleasantry  are  thus  shown  : 

'•  Tell  Henry  I  hope  Cain,  the  new  pitcher,  will  be  able  (Abel)  to  shut 

out  the  Wilmington  club  when  they  play  at  Charlotte I  understand 

now  what  piscatorial  means,  as  I  have  studied  Latin I  wonder  if  I 

am  included  in  Miss- 's  love.     She  said  she  sent  it  to  all  the  family." 

Finishing  the  course  at  the  Centennial  Graded  School,  he 
entered  the  classical  school  of  Morson  &  Denson,  at  Raleigh  in 
1884,  to  prepare  for  college.  He  took  a  high  stand  there,  winning 
medals  and  honors  in  a  class  composed  of  many  young  men  of 
talent,  some  of  whom  have  already  made  reputations.  Prof. 
Hugh  Morson,  one  of  the  principals  of  the  school  writes  of  his 
pupil ; 

"  Worth  Bagley  was  for  several  years  a  pupil  of  mine,  and  as  one  who 
taught,  knew  and  loved  him,  it  may  not  be  amiss  at  this  time  when 
his  native  city  and  state  are  filled  with  mingled  feelings  of  grief  at  the  loss 
of  a  son  so  brave  and  gifted,  and  with  pride  at  his  heroic  death,  to  say  a 
few  words  in  tribute  to  his  many  noble  qualities  of  heart  and  head.  He 
entered  the  Raleigh  Male  Academy  at  the  opening  of  the  session  of  18S6, 
and  was  until  he  went  to  Annapolis,  a  pupil  of  the  school,  pursuing  such 
studies  mainly  as  were  preparatory  to  a  classical  course  at  college.  As 
might  be  supposed,  he  was  always  a  leader  among  his  school-fellows, 
beloved,  respected,  and  looked  up  to  by  them  all  ;  and  as  his  nature  was 
pure,  honest  and  truthful,  scorning  everything  false  and  base,  he  ever 
exerted  a  healthful  and  beneficial  influence  upon  the  moial  tone  of  the 
school.  In  all  athletic  games  and  sports  he  displayed  surprising  skill 
and  strength  for  his  age,  and  showed  those  same  qualities  of  daring  and 
endurance  which  afterwards  won  such  reputation  for  him  as  an  athlete 
in  the  games  played  at  the  Naval  Academy  with  West  Point  and  other 
institutions. 

"As  a  pupil  he  was  studious,  obedient  and  faithful  In  the  discharge  of 
duty,  with  a  character  above  reproach  and  intellectual  endow  ments°of  a 
very  high  order.  As  evidence  of  this,  at  the  close  of  the  sessien  of  1888- 
89,  he  received  the  highest  honors  in  several  of  his  classes,  and  was  fully 
prepared,  though  only  fifteen  years  of  age,  to  take,  as  he  intended,  the 
full  classical  course  at  the  University  of  North  Carolina  ;  hut  entering  a 
competitive  examination  for  appointment  to  the  U.S.  Naval  Academy^at 
Annapolis,  he  won  the  prize  in  a  large  class  from  this  district  composed 


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of  young  men  who  were  all  his  seniors  by  several  years.  The  committee 
who  held  this  examination  reported  to  Representative  Bunn  that  "young 
Bagley's  papers'  were  almost  perfect.'' 

Capt.  C.  B.  Denson,  a  co-principal  of  the  school,  writes: 

"At  the  Raleigh  Male  Academy  he  excelled  in  classical  studies,  and 
at  the  age  of  fifteen  years  was  prepared  to  enter  the  University.     His 

character  was  lofty  and  noble  ;  he  scorned  petty  things  ;  generous,  warm- 
hearted, resolute,  and  brave.  As  a  student  he  mastered  everything 
thoroughly  ;  to  him  duty  was  the  supreme  watchword.  He  was  strikingly 
handsome,  with  fine  open  frankness  of  the  sailor.  His  friends  here  may 
be  said  to  have  numbered  the  whole  people,  who  looked  with  pride  to 
his  future  advancement.'' 

The  News  and  Observer  in  its  report  of  Morson  and  Denson's 
closing  exercises  in  1S88,  said: 

"Master  Worth  Bagley  showed  wonderful  oratorical  powers  and  talent 
in  delivering  "The  South  of  the  Past  and  Present.  "  He  surprised  his 
young  friends  who  applauded  him  liberally  and  heartily.'' 

From  earliest  boyhood  he  read  with  avidity  the  war-like 
periods  in  history,  and  though  fond  of  all  manly  sports,  he  was  a 
voracious  reader,  spending  hours  at  the  time  reading  historic  nov- 
els as  well  as  those  histories  that  gave  the  most  graphic  pictures 
of  war  and  revolution.  He  knew  how  every  great  decisive  battle  of 
the  world  had  been  fought  and  won  and  before  he  was  old  enough 
to  leave  off  short  pants  his  knowledge  of  the  ships  of  the  navy 
and  his  interest  in  the  life  of  Paul  Jones,  Farragut,  Lord  Nelson 
and  other  great  naval  commanders  was  marked. 

As  I  write  there  lie  before  me  portions  of  the  manuscript  of  a 
story  of  a  naval  encounter  in  the  fogs  off  Newfoundland,  written 
when  he  was  about  thirteen  years  old.  Though  the  production  of  a 
school-boy,  written  on  Saturdays,  it  shows  that  at  that  early  age  he 
was  familiar  with  nautical  terms  and  naval  battles.  His  family  be- 
lieved that  he  had  real  talent  and  encouraged  him  to  fit  himself 
for  a  career  as  author  of  sea  tales  and  naval  methods.  He  had  a 
fine  imagination,  wrote  readily  and  elegantly,  was  a  master  of 
good  English,  and  the  plot  of  his  'school-boy  novel  of  the  sea 
gives  promise  that  he  would  have  made  reputation  as  an  author 
and  a  novelist. 

As  he  grew  older,  the  ambition  to  go  into  the  navy  fired  him, 
and  when  in  1.889,  Hon.  Benjamin  H.  Bunn,  at  that  time  Member 
of  Congress  from  the  Fourth  Congressional  District,  gave  notice 
that  he  would  appoint  as  cadet  to  Annapolis  the  youth  who  stood 
the  best  competitive  examination,  the    desire   to  win  the  appoint- 


ment  stimulated  him  to  thorough  preparation  for  the  contest. 
Mr.  Bunn  named  as  the  committee  to  conduct  the  examination, 
Prof  A.  G.  Wilcox,  of  Nash,  chairman,  Prof.  E.  W.  Kennedy,  of 
Durham,  and  Prof  Purington,  of  Wake  Forest  College.  There 
were  a  number  of  applicants  who  presented  themselves  for  exam- 
ination. After  standing  this  competitive  examination  and  before 
knowing  the  result,  he  went  in  June,  1889,  to  the  University 
of  North  Carolina,  where  he  passed  the  entrance  examination, 
and  in  June  wrote  to  his  youngest  sister, 

"  I  got  a  letter  from  Chapel  Hill  the  other  day  saying  I  had  passed  the 
entrance  examinations  So  I  can  enter  the  University  even  if  1  can't  enter 
Annapolis." 

A  few  days  ^hereafter,  in  another  letter  to  the  same  sister  in 
playful  mood  he  signed  himself,  "  Worth  Baglev,  U.  S.  N.,  Lord 
High  Admiral  to  His  Majesty  Ben  Harrison's  fleet." 

When,  after  marking  all  the  papers,  the  committee  announced 
that  Worth  Bagley  had  been  the  successful  applicant,  his  joy 
knew  no  bounds.  The  appointment  was  dated  June  30th,  1889. 
Always  self  contained,  even  as  a  boy,  his  enthusiasm  could  not 
now  be  suppressed,  It  pervaded  the  household  and  family  cir- 
cle. Soon  thereafter,  in  order  to  be  fully  prepared  to  stand  his 
entrance  examination  at  the  Naval  Academy,  he  went  to  Annap- 
olis to  study  for  one  month  under  a  special  instructor.  During 
that  preparation,  it  chanced  that  being  in  Annapolis  with  his  oldest 
sister,  just  at  the  close  of  the  examination,  the  writer  recalls  the 
joyous  pride  of  the  noble  young  fellow  as  he  bounded  across  the 
campus  to  tell  his  loving  sister  of  his  success  and  to  cheer  her  heart 
by  saying,  jestingly,  in  the  flush  of  his  first  victory,  "  I  will  be 
an  Admiral  one  of  these  days."  To  this  hour  I  can  see  the  fresh 
and  glowing  young  lace,  made  truly  beautiful  with  the  light  of 
conscious  strength  and  illuminating  ambition. 

When  he  went  to  Annapolis  to  take  private  lessons  to  prepare 

for  his  entrance  examination,  his  mother  wrote  to  the  instructor  : 

"  Worth  has  always  been  a  studious  boy  and  has  been  fortunate  enough 
to  gain  the  regard  of  his  teachers.     He  is  free  from  any  bad  habits." 

This  was  not  merely  a  mother's  partiality  that  thus  told  of  his 
good  habits  and  deportment.  It  was  what  his  playmates  and  all 
who  knew  him  could  have  truthfully  written  of  the  pure-hearted 
young  lad,  who  through  life,  retained  the  qualities  that  gave  him 


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die  friendship  of  the  best  men  and  women  wherever  his  duty  and 
pleasure  called  him. 

From  his  entrance  into  the  Naval  Academy,  he  was  no  longer 
an  inmate  of  the  home-circle,  except  during  holidays  and  vaca- 
tions, but  no  anniversary  of  any  member  of  the  household 
escaped  him  and  he  wrote  frequent  letters  and  made  long  stays  at 
home  whenever  leave  was  allowed  him.  He  loved  his  home  with 
a  passion  that  made  him  long  for  the  periodical  vacations  when 
he  could  rest  under  the  shades  where  he  had  played  as  a  boy, 
and  he  always  hurried  home  so  as  not  to  lose  a  day  from  the 
sweet  communion  with  his  family.  He  kept  in  touch  with  his 
schoolmates  and  friends,  too,  and  had  a  deep  and  abiding  attach- 
ment for,  and  growing  pride  in,  his  native  city  and  state.  His 
state  pride  was  based  upon  a  knowledge  of  its  glorious  history, 
the  sturdy  patriotism  of  its  people,  and  the  simple  virtues  that 
distinguish  them. 


CHAPTER  II. 

AT    THE    NAVAL    ACADEMY. 

Annapolis,  Md.,  Sept.  7th,  1889. 
Mrs.  W.  H.  Baglev, 

Raleigh,  N.  C. 
Passed  mentally  and  physically. 

Worth  Bagley. 

THIS  telegram,  which  his  mother  has  preserved,  announced  the 
fulfilment  of  his  youthful  ambition.  He  was  but  a  few 
months  more  than  fifteen  years  old,  the  youngest  member  of  his 
class,  and  much  younger  than  the  average  entrance  age  at  the  Acad- 
emy. He  had  given  special  attention  at  school  to  the  classics,  and 
was  a  fine  Greek  and  Latin  scholar.  The  course  at  Annapolis  was  so 
different,  leaving  out  Greek  and  Latin  altogether,  and  giving  mathe- 
matics, chemistry  and  kindred  subjects  first  place,  that  the  young 
cadet  found  it  required  very  hard  work  to  keep  up  with  his  class, 
composed  mainly  of  older  boys  who  had  been  trained  with  a  view 
to  the  studies  taught  at  the  Academy.  His  letters  home  for  the 
first  year  or  more  tell  of  his  application  to  his  studies,  his  "boning" 


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to  keep  up  on  ''skinny"  and  the  other  studies  that  required  all  his 
attention.  Sometimes  he  wrote  that  it  was  almost  too  hard,  but 
these  expressions  were  accompanied  by  an  expressed  determina- 
tion to  do  his  best.  There  ran  through  them  all  a  yearning  for 
home,  a  tender  love  for  home  folks  and  a  desire  to  so  act  as  to 
win  the  commendation  of  his  mother.  A  few  extracts  from  letters 
to  his  mother  will  serve  to  show  the  channel  of  his  thoughts  : 

Feb.  23rd,  '90.  "Vou  never  wrote  me  whether  I  was  behind  hand  in 
my  Bible  or  nut.     I  am  now  nearly  through  Job.'' 

March  23rd,  '90  :  Tell  David  a  good  way  to  learn  to  spell  is  to  ask 
what  signs  and  bills  read  on  the  street  and  spell  them  over  to  himself. 
Do  you  remember  how  I  used  to  spell  "Little  Joker  Smoking  Tobacco?" 

Ethel  must  not  be  discouraged  with  Caesar  as  the  first  book  is  very 

much  harder  than  any  of  the  others  and  after  awhile  one  becomes  used 
to  his  style  and  reads  him  without  difficulty.  When  I  was  in  Viigil  I 
could  read  Caesar  without  opening  a  vocabulary  and  anybody  can  clothe 
same  tiling.  I  know  she  will  like  French  :  it  is  very  easy  to  understand 
after  awhile.  We  in  our  class  can  understand  the  native  Frenchmen  in 
that  department  very  easily  when  they  talk." 

June  1st,  '90:  "Do  be  careful  about,  yourself.  Don't  work  any  now 
for  a  long  time.  You  positively  must  not  while  you  are  having  these 
headaches.     Rest  a  lot.'' 

June  Sth,  '90:      "We  have  been  having  a  good  time  during  the  past 

week.     The  board  of  visitors  has  been  here A  cadet  fell  overboard 

The  Admiral  then  had  us  called  aft  again  and  gave  us  a  speech  in  which 
he  mentioned  the  cadet  falling  overboard,  saying  that  his  catching  the 
rope  showed  the  cool-headedness  cadets  acquire  while  here.  He  ended 
by  saying  that  in  after  life  whenever  we  should  find  ourselves  in  any 
strait  whatever  always  clutch  with  one  hand  high  up  on  the  nearest 
rope  for  ourselves,  and  with  the  other  hand  still  higher  for  the  govern- 
ment. I  heard  a  pretty  wild  fellow  in  my  class  say :  'Government  be 
d if  ever  I  fall  overboard.'  " 

Dec.  12th,  '90  :     "I  hope  you  received  my  letter  on  your  birthday  as  it 

was  a  25  pager I  wish  I  had  been  home  with  you.     A  thousand 

hugs  and  kisses." 

Oct.  ist,  '90  .•  Whenever  I  get  homesick  I  get  out  my  photo  album 
and  think  of  home.  Your  letters  are  so  sweet  and  encouraging  that 
they  make  me  nearly  cry  in  the  midst  of  my  rough  surroundings." 

Oct  7th,  '90:  "I  read  my  Bible  every  night.  Last  night  I  read  the 
14th  chapter  of  Isaiah.     Where  are  you  ?"' 

Oct.  26th,  '90  :  "Your  letter  came  last  night  when  I  was  in  my  de- 
spondent mood  and  it  was  so  long  and  home-like  that  it  made  me  feel 

entirely  different   I  like  to  get  a  letter  on  Sunday  when  I  come  back 

from  church.     But  I  would  like  to  get  them  at  all  hours  of  the  day." 

Dec.  7th,  '90  :  "I  enjoyed  the  Thanksgiving  box  you  sent.  I  enjoy- 
ed the  butter  and  biscuit  about  as  much  as  anything  else.  Of  all  the 
orange  cakes  you  have  sent  me  that  was  the  best.  None  of  the  people 
in  this  building  had  ever  eaten  any  to  compare  with  it,  or  ever  will  unless 
they  get  your  receipt." 


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Dec.  7th,  '90  :  "I  generally  take  my  photograph  album  down  at  night 
when  I  havn't  had  any  letters  for  seyeral  days  and  gaze  and  gaze  at  all 
the   familiar  faces.     It  seems  to  keep  off  homesickness." 

Dec.  2ist,  '90:  "I  am  so  glad  of  the  prospect  of  going  home  that  I 
am  just  wild  for  Wednesday  to  come  so  I  can  go.  You  must  hang  up 
my  stocking  Christmas  eve  so  I  can  get  it  when  I  come  at  2  o'clock 
Christmas." 

Jan.  19th,  '91  :  "A  new  preacher  preached  at  our  church  to-day  and  I 
was  delighted  with  the  sermon,  which  was  directed  principally  to  young 
men,  as  the  State  Y.  M.  C.  A.  meets  here  this  week.  His  text  was 
"Serving  the  Lord.''  He  made  one  point  which  struck  me  very  much. 
He  said  that  it  is  not  to  be  saved  that  we  serve  the  Lord,  but  because  we 
are  saved.  I  was  taught  several  things  by  his  sermon  and  realized  more 
than  ever  how  hard  and  difficult  it  is  to  live  up  to  our  vows.  I  always 
feel  the  need  of  strength  of  purpose  and  will,  and  nearly  all  of  us  do  I 

guess  I  know  there  is  but  one  way  to  get  this  strength  and  I  always 

pray  for  it." 

Jan.  10th,  '91  :  (When  his  niece  was  born,  he  wrote:)  "Ever  since 
I  heard  it  I  have  been  very  glad  and  jubilant.  Kiss  Addie  a  thousand 
times  for  me  and  tell  her  I  have  a  great  notion  to  try  to  get  sick  leave 
just  to  go  home  and  see  the  baby.  1  bet  $50.  she  is  not  any  more 
proud  of  it  than  I  am.  You  failed  to  tell  me  the  weight  of  the  young  one 
and  the  color  of  her  hair.  Love  to  all  and  a  thousand  kisses  for  my 
darling  sweetheart  mother." 

Jan.  25th,  '91  :  "I  have  been  rejoicing  and  feeling  better  lately  in  my 
heart.  I  had  begun  to  feel  cold  in  my  religion  for  awhile,  but  lately  I 
have  had  all  my  love  for  Christ,  and  a  desire  to  serve  Him,  return  to  me. 
I  have  felt  light  hearted  and  glad  lately  and  I  attribue  it  greatly  to  this. 
I  had  begun  to  pray  in  my  bed  at  night  and  I  think  we  might  as  well  not 
pray  at  all  as  to  do  that. " 

May  1st,  '91  :  (Writing  to  his  oldest  sister:)  "  I  guess  you  are  treat- 
ing X  like  you  treated  us  both  that  time  we  had  the  mumps.  I  tell  you 
I  wish  I  could  have  that  sort  ot  mumps  again." 

Feb.  22nd,   '91  :     "I  didn't  know  what  hard  studying  meant  until  I 

struck  this  second  term 1  have  been  thinking  several  days  a]    ait 

papa,  and  I  feel  and  have  felt  during  this  year  so  many  times  how  I 
wished  I  could  have  him  with  me  and  that  we  all  could  be  here  together 

I  am  getting  old  I  tell  you.     Only  a  month  and  I  will  be  17.     Just 

think  of  that !  I  am  so  glad  that  you  are  reading  "The  Light  that  Failed" 
I  thought  it  was  really  beautiful." 

March  29th,  '91  :  "I  wouldn't  swap  places  for  anything.  Riches  are 
not  all  in  this  world." 

April  19th,  '91  :      ' ' never  hears  from  his  mother  but  once  a  week 

and  I  don't  see  how  in  the  world  he  can  stand  it." 

April  12th,  '91  :  "Tell  Aunt  Julia  that  I  may  be  a  little  more  dignified, 
but  the  same  boy  that  used  to  trot  around  in  bare  legs,  and  just  as  inno- 
cent and  tries  to  be  as  pure  as  the  little  boy  who  used  to  draw  the  sled 
and  help  build  the  fires  to  drive  off  the  sand  flies." 

Among  the  incidents  of  his  life  at  Annapolis  which  illustrate 
his  character,  there  is  one  that  stands  out  conspicuous.  It  was 
shortly  after  he  had  entered  the  Academy  that  some  of  the  upper 
classmen    entered    his    room  and  "hazed  '  him.     The  authorities 


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had  determined  to  stamp  out  hazing  at  any  cost  and  to  expel 
those  who  practiced  it.  Somehow  it  became  known  that  Cadet 
Bagley  had  been  "hazed"  and  he  was  summoned  before  the  Com- 
mandant and  ordered  to  give  the  names  of  the  "hazers".  An 
account  of  this  experience  is  thus  related  : 

'•  I  have  been  taught",  he  said,  "that  it  is  dishonorable  to  tell  on  a 
playmate  or  schoolmate.  I  mean  no  disrespect  to_  or  disobedience  of 
authority,  but  I  would  regard  myself  as  doing  a  dishonorable  act  if  I 
were  to  tell.  That  I  cannot  do."  The  Commandant  said,  "Unless  you 
obey  orders  and  tell  you  will  have  to  go  on  the  Santee  ".  (The  Santee 
was  the  ship  on  which  cadets  were  sent  for  severe  punishment.)  He 
persisted  in  his  refusal  and  for  eighteen  days  he  was  kept  in  confinement 
on  the  Santee,  being  permitted  to  leave  it  only  to  go  to  his  recitations, 
and  then  being  allowed  to  speak  only  to  his  instructors.  At  the  end  of 
that  time  the  cadets  who  had  hazed  him  confessed  and  asked  for  his  re- 
lease. He  would  have  remained  in  prison  indefinitely  before  he  would 
have  told  who  hazed  him,  such  was  his  devotion  to  what  he  considered 
honorable." 

In  the  Spring  of  1891,  the  fear  that  had  haunted  him  for  weeks, 
that  he  might  not  successfully  pass  the  examination,  was  realized. 
Upon  the  examination  his  mark  was  2:42  when  2:50  was  required. 
Failing  to  obtain  a  re-examination,  he  wrote  his  mother  a  frank 
and  manly  letter,  stating  all  the  circumstances  and  expressing  the 
hope  that  Hon.  B.  H.  Bunn,  member  of  Congress  from  the 
Fourth  North  Carolina  District;  by  whom  he  had  originally  been 
appointed,  would  see  his  way  clear  to  re-appoint  him.  The  de- 
voted mother  took  the  letter  to  Mr.  Bunn,  who  immediately  made 
out  the  papers  of  re-appointment,  and  with  a  grateful  heart,  she 
w  Jte  to  her  son  of  his  good  fortune.  As  soon  as  he  heard  the 
news,  the  following  letter  written  from  Annapolis  was  sent  to  Mr. 
Bunn.     The  date  does  not  appear,  but  it  was  in  June,  1891. 

My  Dear  Mr.  Bunn  : 

My  mother  has  written  to  me  of  your  kindness  to  her  and  me  in  grant- 
ing me  a  re-appointment  to  the  Naval  Academy.  I  have  never  thought 
that  it  is  the  part  of  the  fallen  to  make  excuses,  but  I  feel  that  I  must  tell 
Vou I  hope  that  with  the  start  that  I  now  have  and  the  de- 
termination to  fulfil  every  duty  that  lies  in  my  way,  I  shall  never  cause 
you  to  regret  the  appointment  you  have  made.  I  shall  never  forget  and 
shall  always  appreciate  your  great  kindness,  and  shall  try,  by  hard  work 
and  study,  to  show  myself  worthy  of  being  a  North  Carolinian  and  your 
appointee.  Believe  me,  Sir, 

With  much  respect, 

Gratefully  yours, 

Worth  Bagley. 


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At  the  same  time  he  wrote  to  his  mother,  calling  her  "My 
Dearest  Little  Mother."  from  which  a  long  extract  is  taken: 

"The  first  thing  I  thought  when  I  found  that  1  was  not  to  have  a  re- 
examination was,  not  as  to  how  I  was  ever  to  get  or  rather  finish  my  edu- 
cation, but  how  it  might  hurt  my  dearest  mother  and  sweet,  dear  home 
folks.  I  was  so  afraid  thatit  had  gone  badly  with  you  that  it  was  a  long  time 

before  I  could  summon  courage  to  ask  how  you  took  it.     1  thought 

to  myself,  if  1  have  caused  my  own  mother  a  single  gray  hair  I  will  be 
wretched  indeed.  I  don't  think  I  have  ever  caused  you  trouble  know- 
ingly and  I  hope  so  much  that  this  affair  will  not  go  hard  with  you.  But 
now  that  I  have  a  new  appointment  1  will  stand  so  high  that  my  mama 
will  be  laughing  instead  of  crying  soon. 

"  I  was  so  rejoiced  when   I  received 's  letter  saying  that  Mr.  Bunn 

had  reappointed  me,  that  my  heart  leaped  and  I  felt  like  going  and  tell- 
in^  everybody.  My  classmates  have  all  congratulated  me  on  it  and 
nearly  all  have  expressed  the  opinion  that  I  will  do  finely  when  I  re-enter 
and  that  I  attempted  it  too  early  in  my  life.  I  know  they  are  right,  and, 
with  the  experience  I  have  had,  the  lessons  I  have  learned,  and  the  de- 
termination andambition  that  seem  to  have  returned  anew  tome,  I  am  cer- 
tain I  will  take  an  honorable  stand  in  my  new  class.  It  will  be  the  first  time 
that  I  have  not  been  the  youngest  man  in  my  class  in  my  life.  But,  my 
dearmother,  ifyouknew  whatdesirel  havetoredeem  myself,  you  would  be 
as  sure  as  I  am  that  I  will  study  faithfully  and  stand  high,  and  who  knows 
hut  what  I  shall  stand  among  the  'fiends'  and  come  home  with  a  star  on 
my  collar  !     [This  ambition  was  realized  and  he  came  home. with  a  star 

on  his  collar.— Editor.]     So  be  happy  and  then  I  will  be  happy  too 

I  think  that  all  of  my  late  troubles  (the  first  set-back  I  ever  had)  have 
aged  me  in  many  respects,  and  I  believe  firmly  they  have  done  me  a 
great  deal  of  good  and  have  taught  me  many  lessons.  Perhaps  for  this 
reason,  God  put  the  punishment  upon  me.  For  whatever  reason  He  did 
put  it  upon  me  I  know  it  is  for  the  best  because  He  did  it  and  He  has 
been  good  to  us  all  If  I  could  feel  that  you  are  in  anyway  satisfied 

with  me  it  certainly  would  make  me  feel  glad." 

Writing  to  his  mother  July  19th,  1891,  he  said,  referring  to  two 
relatives  he  loved  very  much  : 

"I  was  so  glad  to  see  them  that  I  didn't  know  whatto  do.  t  guess  no 
one  would  have  noticed,  though,  that  I  was  so  glad,  because  I  never  go  into 
any  outward  display  of  showing  my  love  for  anyone.  I  never  believe  in 
kissing  and  kissing  and  telling  persons  how  glad  you  are  to  see  them.  I 
can  meet  anyone  coidiallv,  but  if  they  can't  know  and  find  out  by  my 
acdons  that  I  am  glad  to  see  them  why  then  I  don't  want  them  to  know 
it  at  all.  It  is  the  same  wav  about  loving  a  person,  with  me.  I  don't 
believe  in  telling  them  thousands  and  thousands  of  times  how  much  you 
love  them,  but  show  in  your  actions  that  you  love  them  and  act  so  that 
they  may  find  it  out." 

Upon  his  re-entrance  in  the  Academy  in  the  fall  of  1 891,  he 
became  a  member  of  the  class  of  '95  .in  which  he  graduated. 
From  his  re-entrance  until  graduation  his  life  ran  smoothly,  bring- 
ing realization  of  his  ambitions,  delightful  vacations  at  homewhere 
his  presence  was  a  joy  and  a  light,  cruises  in  the  Atlantic  waters, 
trips  to  summer  resorts,  where  he  enjoyed  the  social  pleasures  to 


AS    FULL    BACK-1892. 


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the  utmost,  stimulating  victories  in  foot-ball,  in  which  he  made 
himself  famous,  an  extension  of  acquaintanceship  in  all  ports 
where  duty  called  him,  and  a  growing  of  his  mental  faculties  and 
an  enlargement  of  his  views  and  sympathies.  His  letters  to  his 
mother,  his  sisters  and  his  brothers  were  frequent  and  grew  in 
number  and  in  expressions  of  tender  love.  They  are  so  full  of 
affection,  of  noble  sentiment,  of  patriotism,  and  give  so  clear  an 
insight  into  his  inner  life  that  the  task  of  selecting  a  few  extracts 
from  the  many  of  the  same  tenor,  so  as  to  let  his  letters  tell  the 
story  o  his  last  four  years  at  the  Academy,  has  not  been  easy. 
It  is  believed  that  the  extracts  which  follow  will  give  to  the  reader 
a  conception  of  a  young  man  who  was  as  tender  and  loving  at 
home,  as  thoughtful  and  considerate  of  his  comrades,  and  as  gen- 
erous and  high-minded  in  peace  as  he  was  brave  and  fearless  in 
the  solemn  hour  of  his  tragic  and  heroic  death. 

Oct.  nth,  '91  :  "  I  am  so  glad  that  you  came  in  my  room  that  day 
when  I  was  showing  you  around  here.  Sometimes  I  think  'Well,  mama 
has  been  in  here',  and  it  makes  me  feel  real  good  and  happy." 

Nov.  8th,  '91 :  "I  was  so  sorry  to  hear  about  Judge  Shepherd's  son's 
death,  but  it  should  not  be  considered  as  a  sorrowful  death,  dying  as  he 
did.  If  we  could  all  die  in  that  way,  I  would  say  '  let  me  die  '  and  it 
would  be  a  pleasure.  Such  faith  and  in  such  a  young  boy  !  It  will  surely 
lessen  the  sorrow  of  his  family." 

Dec.  13th,  '91.  "What  do  you  think  about  my  coming  home?  I  was 
afraid  you  would  think  it  too  expensive  for  so  short  a  stay,  but  I  would 

be  willing  to  work  forever  to  go I  just  must  go,  I  have  been  just 

wild  for  the  last  month  to  be  at  home  and  sit  down  in  a  nice,  warm 
rocker  by  the  fire  with  all  the  home  folks  around." 

Dec.  22nd,  '91  :  "I  am  so  glad  I  can  come  home  that  I  don't  know 
what  to  do." 

Jan.  17th,  '92  :  "All  the  talk  here  now  is  war.  We  talk  perpetually 
of  that  and  nothing  else.     Everybody  hopes  that  we  will  be  ordered  to 

sea  in  active  service I  am  afraid  the  fourth  class  will  not  get  a 

chance,  at  least  for  two  years,  if  the  war  lasts  that  long I  am  going  to 

apply  for  permission  to  go  as  I  am  well  up  in  seamanship,  drill,  &c.     Just 

think  how  fine  that  would  be The  Chilians  depend  most  on  a  vessel 

of  theirs  now  nearing  completion  in  France  which  we  cannot  match  ;  but 
I  think  we  will  declare  war  before  she  is  completed  and  then  declare  an 
embargo  on  her  which  France  cannot  violate,  as  she  is  being  built  by 
Frenchmen  in  a  French  shipyard.  A  Chilian  cruiser  is  being  built 
in  England  also,  and  the  same  embargo  will  be  declared  in  her  case,  too. 
Neither  will  be  violated  then,  we  may  be  sure,  for  England  does 
not  desire  to  pay  $15,000,000  damages  again  as  she  did  in  the  case  of 
the  Alabama  in  our  late  war.  The  fight  will  be  even  at  the  start  or  per- 
haps we  may  sustain  a  few  losses,  as  Chilian  soldiers  are  in  training  after 
their  last  war  and  very  hot  headed.  They  give  no  quarter  and  the  throats 
Of  all  their  enemies  left  wounded  on  the  field  are  ripped  with  knives 


made  especially  for  that  purpose.     If  they  adopt  this  mode  of  warfare 
ior  their  ordinary  enemies,  what  can  we  Americans,  whom  they  utterly 

detest,  expect? There  will  hardly  he  any  chances  for  our  naval 

officers  other  than  captains  of  vessels  to  distinguish  themselves- in  the 
modern  manner  of  warfare,  and  here  the  army  have  an  advantage  over 

us  Every  one  here  is  praying  for  war  and  it  will  help  to  remedy  the 

present  stagnation  in  promotion  in  our  arm  of  the  service." 

Spring  of  1892  :    (Writing  of  the  visit  of  fifteen  Austrian  Naval  Cadets 
to  the  Academy,  telling  how  he  had  devoted  the  day  as  one  of  a  com- 
mittee to  entertain  them):     "At  the  Austrian  Academy  they  are  allow- 
ed to  drink  and  smoke  as  they  choose.     They  were  with  us  at  dinner 
today.     The  cadet  I  was  with  told  me  rather  bluntly  that  they  were 
very   much  surprised  that  we  had  offered  them  nothing  to  drink  at 
table.     I  thought  that  the  nobleman's  son  was  brought  up  rather  badly 
to  make  such  an  impolite  remark,  and  told  him  that  we  werenot  allowed 
anything   to   drink.      '  Not  allowed   anything   to  drink ! '    he    cried    in 
French&  '  Mon  Dieu,  I  do  pity  you  American  Cadets  ! '     I  got  rather  an- 
gry at  his  'pitying  us  American   Cadets',  so  I   said  rather  hotly  '  Ne 
vouz   ennuyez',    Monsieur,    nous   sommes  tres  bien  contents.'     (Don't 
bother  yourself,  we  are  very  well   contented.)     He   noticed   how  his 
remark  had  been  taken  and  apologized  ;  so  after  that  we  were  very  good 
friends. ......    We  treated  them  very  nicely  and  when  they  left  us  to  go 

on  board  their  steam  launch  (the  vessel  is  three  miles  out)  they  all 
tossed  their  hats  about  their  heads  and  hollered  Aurevoir. '  We  an- 
swered them  and  started  to  give  the  Academy  yell,  but  remembering 
that  they  could  not  understand  English,  we  were  afraid  they  would 
think  we  were  hooting  at  them." 

April  17th,  '92  :     "I  would  like  to  get  some  letters  this  week  on  Wed- 
nesday, Thursday,  and  Friday  as  they  are  our  examination  days 

That  "trip  to  California  will  be  something  simply  f  ne  for  you,  mama. 
You  don't  know  how  good  it  makes  me  feel  for  you  to  get  a  chance  to 
go  off  and  enjoy  yourself.  I  will  be  a  great  deal  happier  than  were  I  to 
take  the  trip  and  a  thousand  times  more  disappointed  if  you  don't  go 
than  I  would  be  were  I  to  be  cut  out  of  such  a  trip.  You  just  shall  go." 
May  1st,  92  :  "I  was  perfectly  delighted  with  the  flowers.  They  are 
in  front  of  me  on  the  table  and  give  a  delicious  odor  to  the  room.  The 
banksias  particularly  remind  me  of  home,  as  I  can  imagine  the  front 
porch  covered  with  them.'' 

May  1st,  92.  "  If  I  were  a  politician  I  would  lay  for  sneaks  and  ex- 
pose them." 

Tune  10th,  '92  :     "I  starred  for  the  year  and  stand  3rd  in  the  class  with 

a  very  good  mark Tell  Addie  I  think  the  red  stone  is  the  prettier 

1  am  so  proud  "starring,"  as  much  forthe  ring  as  the  honor,  but 

did'not  fully  realize  it  until  I  saw  the  stars  on  my  jacket  at  the  June  ball." 

New  London,  Conn.,  July  nth,  '92  :     "I  have  been  very  homesick  for 

a  week  or  more I  really  do  not  believe  that  any  home  in  this  world 

is   as  dear  and  loving  as  ours Kiss  Adelaide  and  don*t  forget  to 

teach  her  my  name  if  she  can  learn  it  before  I  get  home Thank  God 

1  was  taught  to  despise  vulgar  language  and  habits  when  I  was  little." 

Lono-  Island  Sound,  July  19th,  '92  :  "You  would  be  perfectly  in  love 
with  the  Navy  if  you  could  see  the  ships  of  the  North  Atlantic  squadron. 
Admiral  Gherardi  is  in  command  of  the  fleet  and  the  Philadelphia  is  his 
flagship.  I  went  aboard  the  Philadelphia  and  Miantonomc  h  Friday 
mornjng  and  enjoyed  looking  them  over  very  much  indeed.  I  wasstruck 
with  the  discipline  and  rigor  with  which  the  ship  is  run.     Everything  is 


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■done  like  clock  work,  especially  on  the  flag  ship.  From  stem  to  stern 
and  from  spar-deck  to  keel  the  ships  themselves  are  neatness  personified. " 

New  London,  July  31st,  '92  :     "I  am  not  in  favor  of 's  going  out 

of  the  State.     We  all  have  so  many  friends  in  North  Carolina It 

wjuld  seem  like  leaving  the  whole  world  to  me." 

Jamestown,  R.  I.  Aug  12th,  '92  :  "  I  am  sure  nobody  in  the  world  ever 
had  a  home  like  ours  and  how  thankful  we  should  be  for  it." 

Annapolis,  Oct.  3rd,  '92  :  "  I  feel  mighty  homesick  and  complain  con- 
tinually  that  I  can't  be  back  in  my  own  dear  little  home.  Mother,  how 
much  I  love  you  and  my  dear  brothers  and  sisters  nobody  in  the  world 
but  myself  knows.     How  I  wish  I  could  be  home  with  you." 

Nov.  3rd,  '92  :  (To  his  sister  Beile  at  school  in  Chambersburg, 
Pa)  "I  received  a  real  nice  long  letter  from  mother  to-day.  It 
just  breathed  of  home  and  home  life  and  consequently  I  enjoyed  it  and 
haven't  ceased  to  enjoy  it.  I  shall  read  it  again  after  awhile  before  going 
to  bed.'" 

Feb.  5th,  '93.     "  My  letters  from  home  are  '  chewed  and  digested  '  as 

Carlyle  has  it I  was  delighted  and  had  to  take  Adelaide's  picture 

out  and  laugh  all  to  myself  to  think  that  she  is  running  about  the  house 
by  herself.  I  think  about  her  a  great  deal  and  love  the  picture  I  have  of 
her.     I  am  so  glad  I  have  it.     I  am  sure  it  does  me  lots  of  good." 

Oct.  22nd,  '93:  "This  is  Sunday  afternoon  and  a  very  rainy,  dreary 
one  with  the  prospect  of  a  hard,  very  hard,  week  ahead  of  me.  This  is 
exam,  week I  have  worked  myself  up  to  a  good  old  home-sick  feel- 
ing this  afternoon.  I  believe  I  love  to  get  real  home-sick  in  a  room  by 
myself,  and  have  the  rain  patter  against  the  panes  as  it  does  now,  and 
have  the  wind  whistle  and  moan  through  the  cracks.  I  always  feel  that 
come  what  will,  exams,  or  no  exams.,  '  bilge  '  or  graduate,  1  have  such 
a  dear  home  that  would  be  more  than  a  recompense  for  it  all.  I  think 
it  is  a  sweet,  cry-baby  sort  of  feeling  that  we  often  love  to  indulge  in." 

Nov.  20th,  '93:  "Please  let  me  have  lots  of  letters  this  week  of 
'  exams.'  " 

Aug.  4th,  '94  :  "  I  have  been  transferred  from  the  Monongahela  to  the 
Bancroft  with  the  rest  of  my  class."  In  the  same  letter,  writing  of  the 
birth  of  his  nephew,  "  I  want  to  tell  you  how  happy  I  was  to  get  the  de- 
lightful news.  It  was  so  fine  that  1  am  tickled  to  death 1  shall  cer- 
tainly bring  the  young  naval  officer  a  package  of  cigarettes  to  teethe  with 
when  I  come  on  leave.  That  and  a  good  bottle  of  Annheuser-Busch  will 
start  him  well  on  the  track  of  the  Navy,  which  my  heart  is  set  on  his 
entering.  We  have  not  had  enough  naval  men  in  our  family,  and  I  want 
to  offer  the  suggestion  that  he  be  given  as  a  votive  offering  to  his  coun- 
try's service  in  the  navy.  I  will  be  there  to  look  after  him,  that's  the  reason 
I  want  him.  I  shall  make  it  my  duty  whether  desired  or  not  (?)  to  incul- 
cate into  him  all  possible  seamanship  knowledge  and  he  shall  be  able  to 
find  the  latitude  and  longitude  of  Raleigh  or  Washington  bv  the  time  he 
is  twelve  years  old.     I  think  about  him  lots  and  am  so  anxious  to  see 

what  he  looks  like I  am  glad  of  the  good  time  you  are  having,  but 

of  all  the  good  news  the  arrival  of  the  young  admiral  has  caused  me  the 
greatest  happiness  I  have  had  in  a  long  time.'* 

Aug,  4th,  '94  :     "I  am  assistant  Navigator  now  on  the  Bancroft. 


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The  following  letter,  written  a  few  days  after  the  birth  of  his 
nephew,  is  printed  in  full  because  it  is  believed  to  give  his  high 
ideals  of  life  and  duty — ideals  which  he  carried  into  the  daily  dis- 
charge of  his  duties  :  The  letter  was  addressed,  showing  his 
playful  humor,  to 

"Commodore  Josephus  Daniels,  Jr.,": 

Annapolis,  Md., 
Sunday,  Aug.  2nd,  1S94. 
My  dear  young  (?)  nephew — 

I  make  an  early  reply  to  your  letter  announcing  your  most  welcome 
arrival,  in  order  to  show  my  appreciation  of  the  honor  you  have  confer- 
red upon  me  in  allowing  me  to  be  the  first  to  receive  a  letter  from  your 
hand. 

Your  handwriting  is  strangely  like  your  father's :  you  will  be  lucky, 
sir,  if  you  resemble  him  in  other  traits  and  qualities  of  heart  or 
mind — I  came  within  an  ace  of  adding  "looks,"  but  I  love  you  little  one 
already,  and  shall  wish  you  no  such  hard  luck. 

I  shall  help  to  bring  you  up  in  the  right  way  when  I  am  at  home.  Do 
not  cry  when  I  inform  you  that  you  must  eat  hard  tack  and  salt  horse 
from  now  on  so  that  you  may  get  used  to  the  diet  Worse  yet  you  must 
have  a  copy  of  Luce's  Seamanship  right  at  hand  even  while  sleeping  and 
eating.  Then  on  your  first-class  cruise  you  won't  have  the  trials  to  un- 
dergo that  your  uncle  is  now  passing  through. 

Above  all,  you  must  learn  to  be  self-reliant.  You  must  be  a  man  at 
fifteen  :  it  won't  be  hard  for  you  to  accomplish  it.  Never  ask  any  favors 
if  you  can  help  it.  Be  a  lady's  man  but  don't  tell  each  and  all  of  them 
that  you  love  them  ;  at  first  some  of  them  will  believe  you  which  will  be 
sad  for  them,  afterward  none  of  them  will  believe  you  which  will  be  sad 
for  you. 

Study  hard  and,  until  you  enter  the  Naval  Academy,  don't  pretend 
you  know  a  thing  until  you  do  know  it.  Don't  be  a  book  worm  or  a  hot 
house  plant  but  take  the  proper  exercise  and  make  yourself  a  strongman. 
Don't  tell  a  lie  even  at  the  Naval  Academy.  Love  your  father  and 
mother  and  obey  orders.  It  is  as  bad  to  disobey  orders  from  the  proper 
source  as  it  is  to  tell  a  lie. 

Keep  this  letter  and  I  will  keep  yours,  then  someday  we  will  compare. 
You  will  laugh  then  and  wonder  if  your  uncle  kept  all  these  things. 

He  didn't,  that  is  the  reason  he  wants  to  warn  you  beforehand  and 
make  an  officer  of  you  :  you  won't  have  the  faults  that  he  had. 

But  he  will  repeat  to  you  what  was  said  to  him  and  the  rest  of  the 
Navy  team  last  year  before  the  game  with  West  Point  which  we  won  6 
to  4.  Mind  it  wherever  you  may  be.  It  is  :  "For  God's  sake  keep  your 
nerve,  and  show  the  stuff  you're  made  of!" 

With  every  good  wish,  and  the  hope  that  your  young  life  begun  in  a 
bed  of  roses  will  suffer  from  only  enough  thorns  to  make  a  man  of  you 
in  the  time  of  danger  and  necessity,  I  am, 

Your  loving  uncle, 

Worth  Bagi.ey. 

Life  ran  along  with  him  pleasantly,  with  no  cloud  on  his  hori- 
zon, until  May,  1895,  when  there  came  like  a  clap  of  thunder  out 
of  a  clear  sky,  from  an  unexpected  quarter,  a  trouble  that  threat- 
ened his  graduation.     From  his  babyhood  he  had  been  physically 


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perfect,  and  his  fondness  for  athletics  had  developed  his  muscles 

until  he  was  conscious  of  being  capable  of  any  amount  of  physical 

endurance.     The  following  letter  written  home  on  May  5th,  1895, 

told  of  his  trouble  : 

■'I  have  learned  from  a  good  source  that  I  am  recommended  to  be 

dropped  physically  on  account  of  my  heart Last  year  on  the  annual 

physical  examination  the  doctors  found  that  the  apex  of  my  heart  had 
shifted  to  the  left  about  two  inches,  due  to  violent  exercise.  The  right 
side  had  enlarged  in  muscle  and  had  naturally  forced  the  apex  to  the 
left.     This  is  not  at  all  dangerous  and  does  not  by  any  means  affect  a 

man's  lite  or  efficiency The  doctors  noted  the  fact  on  my  record 

and  held  me  over  but  advised  me  not  to  indulge  in  violent  exercise  then 
or  the  next  fall  at  foot-ball  without  first  consulting  them-  When  the  foot- 
ball season  came  around  during  the  following  fall  I  said  I  would  not  play 
and  did  not  do  so  for  about  a  month  when  every  one  begged  me  tocome 

out Some  of  the  boys  said  I  had  the  big  head,  and  only  wanted  to 

be  begged,  etc.,  so  I  said  if  Doctor would  examine  me  and  rec- 
ommend me  to  play  that  I  would  do  so.  So  he  examined  me  and  said 
that  it  would  not  hurt  me  at  all.  So  I  played.  Since  that  time,  last  De- 
cember, I  have  taken  no  violent  exercise  at  all I  am  going  to  tell  the 

Superintendent  that  I  am  not  satisfied  with  the  verdict  and  wish  to  have 
another  examination,  and  ask  permission  to  request  it  of  the  Secretary 
of  the  Navy.  A  cadet  just  graduating  is  worthy  of  such  consideration 
Dr. ,  who  examined  me  a  year  ago  says  I  am  fit  for  the  ser- 
vice physically I  hope  you  can  come  to  Washington.     It  would  be 

best  for  us  to  be  in  Washington  at  the  same  time I  feel  that  I  am 

all  right  physically,  having  never  been  in  the  slightest  degree  unable  to  per- 
form such  duties  as  ordinarily  came  my  way I  have  heard  that  the 

Surgeon  General  is  an  able  and  a  square  man,  and  I  believe  if  he  could 
know  how  well  and  healthy  I  am,  he  would  hold  me  over." 

To  his  mother  at  the  same  time  he  wrote  : 

"I  am  pretty  confident  of  getting  held  over  for  my  two  years  cruise  at  the 
least,  and  of  passing  on  my  return  as  well  for  I  am  confident  that  nothing 
is  the  matter  with  me.  I  am  going  to  make  use  of  the  fact  that  I  have 
plaved  foot-ball  for  years  without  ever  feeling  the  slightest  hurt  to  my 
heart  Keep  up  your  spirits  and  I  feel  sure  all  will  come  out  well." 

The  Secretary  of  the  Navy  granted  a  re-examination,  and  the 
Examining  Board  recommended  that  he  be  held  over  for  the  final 
examination  at  the  end  of  the  two  years  cruise  and  then  to  deter- 
mine, in  June,  1897,  whether  the  enlargement  of  the  heart  was  such 
a  physical  infirmity  as  to  disqualify  him  for  service  in  the  Navy. 
This  decision  gave  him  great  happiness  for  he  felt  confident  that 
in  two  years  time  it  would  be  demonstrated  that  his  heart  was  as 
sound  as  a  dollar. 

Writing  to   his  oldest   brother  May  30th,    1895,  he  gave  thL 

good  counsel : 

"  Write  and  tell  me  all  about  school  ;  it  would  be  a  great  thing  for  you 
if  you  will  realize  like  the  sensible  person  you  are,  just  exactly  how  real- 


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ongs  that  they  loved.     A  sweeter  home  scene,  with  the   mother 

at   the   piano   and   this   noble    youth    leading    in    the   melody 

that  filled  the  house  and  floated  out  on  the  summer  evening  air, 

could  not  be  found  anywhere.     His  love  for  music  and  his  fine 

voice  made  him   friends  wherever  he  was  called.     The  daughter 

of  an  Army  officer,  writing  from  Boston  a  few  days  ago,  gives  one 

of  the   many   glimpses  of  the  delights  that  his    love    of  music 

brought  to  him  and  to  others ; 

"At  Old  Point,  where  I  saw  him  most,  the  men  used  to  meet  at  our 
house  a  great  deal  and  with  a  banjo,  guitar  and  autoharp.  would  sing  to 
while  away  the  time.  Worth  often  made  one  of  our  number  and  always 
added  greatly  to  the  singing.  His  voice,  as  you  know,  was  extremely 
sweet.  '  1  remember  thattwo  of  his  favorite  songs  at  that  time  were  'Don't 
you  hear  dem  bells '  and  the  'Little  Alabama  Coon'.  I  can  see  him  now 
leaning  against  the  door  and  singing  'a  Ringing  out  the  Glory  of  the 
Navy'  and  'Way  down  vender  in  the  corn  field'.  Generally  we  ended 
with  '  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again'— the  men  sang  it  so  well." 

His  friends  had  his  whole  heart.  One  of  the  closest  was  Cassius 
Bartlett  Barnes,  son  of  Governor  Barnes  of  Oklahoma.  In  a  de- 
sire to  render  a  service  to  this  friend  he  wrote  to  a  relative  : 

"You  have  heard  me  speak  ot  Barnes,  one  of  my  best  friends.  I 
would  do  anything  in  the  world  I  could  for  him.  and  many  a  time  he  has 

proved  his  friendship  for  me You  have  had  men  friends  of  the  kind 

that  one  loves— he  is  one  of  these  to  me.'' 

From  Key  West,  June  ist,  1S96,  while  he  was  on  the  ill-fated 
Maine,  writing  to  his  mother  he  said  : 

"  Your  letters  are  such  dear  ones.     The  last  made  me  live  over  again 

that  delightful  day  at  Old  Point  which  I  will  never  forget It  is  not  near 

as  hot  here  as  one  would  expect,  for  nearly  always  there  is  a  breeze  from 
the  sea." 

His  assignments  in  the  Navy  pleased  him  very  much.  Shortly 
after  he  first  went  on  the  Maine,  he  wrote  to  his  mother  : 

"I  believe  you  know  that  Breckinridge  and  I  are  rooming  together 
now.  (They  had  been  room-mates  at  Annapolis  most  of  the  time  when 
they  were  cadets  and  were  like  David  and  Jonathan  in  their  friendship— 
Editor.  )  The  Maine  is  a  fine  ship  and  we  are  very  well  satisfied  this 
time.'' 

Having  twice  served  on  the  Texas,  he  always  defended  it  from 
the  criticisms  of  the  press,  feeling  that  it  was  an  old  friend.  He 
was  on  the  Texas  in  September,  1896,  when  it  ran  aground  in 
New  York  harbor.  Writing  home  he  gave  a  graphic  account  ol 
the  accident. 

The  time  had  come,  June  1897,  to  have  the  final  test  of  his 
rt  made  to  ascertain  whether  he  could  receive  his  commission. 


TAKEN     IN     JANUARY.     1834. 


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Dr.Warfield,  president  of  Lafayette  College,  Easton,  Pa.,  tells  the 

result  of  the  examination  in  an  interview  published  on  the  16th 

day  of  May,  1898: 

"Ensign  Bagley  was  a  classmate  and  intimate  friend  of  my  cousin, 
Ensign  Joseph  Cabell  Breckinridge,  who  was  washed  overboard  from 
the  Cushing  near  Havana  a  few  months  ago.  I  first  met  him  at  Wash- 
ington. He  had  come  up  from  Annapolis  in  great  anxiety  because  the 
examining  board  had  reported  that  he  had  heart  trouble,  brought  on  by 
football.  He  came  to  General  Breckinridge  in  search  of  'influence', 
but  the  General  was  absent  on  an  inspecting  tour,  and  the  'influence' 
was  not  forthcoming.  I  was  very  much  struck  by  his  frank  and  manly 
ways,  and  offered  to  see  Assistant  Secretary  Roosevelt  for  him.  We 
found  the  enthusiastic  secretary  most  skeptical  as  to  'football  heart',  and 
a  few  minutes  examination  by  a  medical  officer  of  high  standing  gave 
Mr.  Bagley  a  clean  bill  of  health,  and  the  forthcoming  certificate  insured 
his  promotion  as  Ensign.  He  was  the  happiest  and  most  grateful  fellow 
I  ever  saw.  I  have  often  heard  his  fellows  at  the  Academy  sing  his 
praises.  He  was  a  famous  back  on  the  football  team,  and  though  very 
popular,  as  modest  and  as  unassuming  as  a  manly  man  always  is.  In 
every  way  he  was  the  kind  of  a  young  man  to  whom  we  look  to  do  the 
country  credit.  It  is  very  strange  that  the  two  young  men  in  whose  pro- 
motion I  was  especially  interested  should  thus  be  killed  at  the  opening 
of  the  war." 

As  soon  as  he  knew  his  commission  would  be  issued ,  he  has- 
tened with  the  good  news  to  his  home  in  Raleigh  to  gladden  the 
heart  of  his  mother  and  family.  He  was  perfectly  happy,  feeling 
that  all  his  troubles  were  past,  and  he  was  prouder  to  be  an  officer 
of  the  American  Navy  than  any  earthly  honor  or  wealth  could 
have  made  him,  and  in  his  joy,  with  forty  days  leave,  he  had 
made  many  plans  for  bringing  happiness  to  his  home-folks.  He 
was  welcomed  with  love  and  pride,  and  dreams  of  an  ideal  vaca- 
tion were  being  realized  when  his  mother  became  ill.  In  a  few 
days  the  disease  was  pronounced  appendicitis  and  her  physician 
decided  that  an  operation  was  necessary  to  save  her  life.  In  this 
hour,  his  fortitude  and  his  tenderness  upheld  his  brothers  and  sis- 
ters and  gave  comfort  to  his  sick  mother.  He  accompanied  his 
oldest  sister  and  family  physician  on  the  journey  with  his  mother 
to  Johns  Hopkins  Hospital,  Baltimore,  and  it  was  his  strong  arms 
about  her  and  his  brave  spirit  that  gave  strength  and  comfort. 
Writing  to  his  brother-in-law  from  the  hospital,  of  the  operation, 
he  said  . 

"Mother  did  not  make  a  murmur  in  regard  to  the  knife.  As  a  man, 
I  feel  vastly  proud  of  her  courage.  When  they  came  for  her  to  take  her 
to  the  operating  room,  I  went  into  the  room  unknown  to  her  to  see  that 
they  didn't  handle  her  roughly  as  they  sometimes  do,  you  know,  *  *  As 
she  passed  me  on  the  stretcher,  she  lifted  her  hand  up  for  me  to  take,  all 


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the  time  looking  out  of  her  eyes  with  the  same  expression  of  resignation 
that  the  Savior  is  pictured  with.  *  *  We,  (Addie  and  I)  were  informed 
that  the  operation  would  be  over  in  fifteen  minutes,  and  we  waited  thirty, 
we  waited  forty  five,  and  an  hour.  Then  came  a  half-hour  that  neither 
of  us  will  ever  forget,  for  that  stretcher  didn't  appear  till  one  hour  and  a 
half  had  elapsed  !  Toward  the  last,  I  felt  as  though  a  bomb  were  inside 
of  me  and  that  I  was  to  be  blown  into  a  thousand  pieces. . .  .Well,  from 
the  time  the  stretcher  left  the  room  till  it  returned  we  waited  on  the  bal- 
cony outside  of  mother's  window I  remember  turning  around  to  look 

at  Addie  ;  she  was  sobbing  but  otherwise  apparently  calm,  and  accused 
me  of  crying.  Such  nerve  in  a  woman  was  too  much  for  me,  so  I  took  a 
brace  for  very  shame  of  it." 

When  his  mother  was  well  enough  for  him  to  leave,  his  orders 

for  duty  as  an  Ensign  had  come,  and  he   went  to  duty  thankful 

that  in  her  serious  illness,  his  vacation  made  it  possible  for  him  to 

render  her  every  service  that  love  and  tenderness  could  prompt. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

FULL  BACK  ON  THE  NAVY  FOOT-BALL  TEAM. 

ALWAYS  fond  of  sports  requiring  physical  strength  and  dar- 
ing, the  young  cadet  soon  became  a  leader  in  athletics  at 
the  Naval  Academy.  In  the  gymnasium  and  on  the  field  he 
excelled.  During  his  first  term  he  was  on  his  class  base-ball 
team,  and  came  to  be  one  of  the  brag  base-ball  players  at  the 
Academy.  He  took  part  in  the  running  and  jumping  and  other 
contests  in  the  department  of  athletics,  and  won  four  Naval 
Academy  Auxiliary  Athletic  Association  medals.  But  foot-ball 
was  his  athletic  passion,  and  when  he  had  become  a  champion 
in  that  most  exciting  and  hazardous  of  games,  other  sports 
seemed  tame  to  him.  He  became  an  authority  on  how  to  play 
the  game. 

In  his  second  year  at  the  Academy,  was  regarded  among  the 
cadets  as  one  of  the  best  foot-ball  players.  The  following  extracts 
from  his  letters  home  during  that  season,  show  his  love  of  the 
game,  his  pride  in  his  success,  and  the  way  he  bore  his  injuries  : 

Nov.  23rd,  '90:  "I  made  my  debut  as' a  halfback  yesterday  afternoon 
in  the  game  between  the  team  and  the  Deat  and  Dumb  College,  Ken- 
dall. As  a  consequence,  I  am  laid  up  to-day  with  a  sore  leg  and  arm, 
nothing  serious  of  course.     But  my  playing  was  complimented  so  by  the 


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fellows  that  I  did  not  mind  my  bruises  much.  I  am  now  sitting  in  my 
warm  room,  the  doctor's  liniment  on  one  hand,  my  photograph  album 
on  the  other,  and  writing  a  letter  home.  I  really  feel  delightful.  Our 
team  beat  24  to  o,  and  while  we  were  in  a  very  broken  contition,  too. 
Our  really  two  best  players  were  laid  up  in  the  hospital.  We  want 
them  to  get  perfectly  well  before  Thanksgiving  day  so  they  can  play 
against  our  old  friend,  Lehigh,  which  was  the  only  team  that  beat  us 
last  year.  Our  team  leaves  here  the  morning  after  Thanksgiving  day 
and  goes  to  West  Point  where  they  play  Saturday  afternoon.  We  are 
very  anxious  to  beat  West  Point  and  Lehigh,  as  we  have  not  been  beat- 
en yet  this  season,  and  only  tied  once." 

Dec.  6th,  '90:  "When  I  got  your  letter  last  Thursday  night,  I  nearly 
went  wild  over  it.  I  read  it  I  don't  know  how  many  times My  foot- 
ball last  month  didn't  hurt  me  at  all  in  my  studies  as  you  see  from  my 
report." 

Dec.  7th,  '90  ;  "We  have  the  satisfaction  of  knowing  that  we  wallop- 
ed West  Point  in  the  dust,  24  to  o,  notwithstanding  the  excuses  which 

the  papers  make  for  West  Point I  forgot  to  tell  you  that  I  am  on 

the  excused  list  again  for  foot-ball,  not  hurt  bad  enough  to  speak  of, 
though  my  leg  pains  me  slightly  when  I  walk.  I  have  the  consolation  of 
knowing,  however,  that  I  made  the  winning  touch-down  and  goal  for 
the  class  of  '93  before  I  quit  playing.  I  have  some  good  liniment  and 
am  feeling  finely  up  here  in  my  room  writing  while  all  are  at  church,  but 
it  is  rather  cold  to-day  though  and  has  been  for  a  week  or  more." 

He  first  played  as  quarter  back  and  then  as  full  back  on  the 

Annapolis  team.     He  kept  a  scrap  book  which  he  called  "  Notes 

in  Athletics"  in  which  he  preserved  all  the  newspaper  accounts  of 

the  notable  games,  and  recorded  the  names  of  the  foot-ball  and 

base-ball  teams  at  the  Academy.     His  absorbing  interest  in  the 

contest  between  the  army  and  navy  is  shown  by  the  fact  that  on 

the  first  page  of  his  scrap   book   in   his   clear  round  hand  this 

record  appears : 

SCORES    IN    CHAMPIONSHIP   SERIES. 
ANNAPOLIS   AND    WEST   POINT. 

1890 — Annapolis,  24;  West  Point,    o. 

1891 — Annapolis,  16;  West  Point,  32. 

1892 — Annapolis,  12;  West  Point,    4. 

1893 — Annapolis,    6;  West  Point,    4. 

In  his  "Notes  on  Athletics,"  this  extract  is  copied  from  F.  Mar- 
ion Crawford  :  "  Brave  natures — good  and  bad  alike — hate  false- 
hood not  for  its  Wickedness,  perhaps,  but  its  Cowardice.'' 

His  pride  in  being  chosen  on  the  team  to  play  West  Point  in 

1 89 1  is  seen  in  an  extract  from  a   glowing   letter   written   to   his 

youngest  sister  on  the  4th  of  November  of  that  year.     He  wrote  : 

'  I  am  on  the  foot-ball  team  this  year.  At  the  beginning  of  the 
season  we  had  Poe,  who  used  to  be  captain  of  the  Princeton  team, 
here  to  coach  our  team  and    to   decide  who  was  to  belong  to  it.     He 


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had  the  team  to  play  against  the  second  team  before  him  so  he  could 
see  how  we  played.  From  that  he  was  to  choose  the  team.  Just 
think!  I  brought  myself  under  the  notice  of  the  immortal  Poe  himself 
and  he  recommended  me  for  quarter  back  on  the  Naval  Academy 
eleven  !  His  recommendation  was  the  same  as  my  election.  So  I  am 
and  have  been  all  this  season  on  the  foot-ball  team.  We  have  played 
two  games  so  far,  one  against  St.  John  and  one  against  Rutger's  Col- 
lege. We  beat  St.  John  2S  to  6  and  Rutger's  21  to  12.  I  have  played 
well  enough  in  both  games  to  get  myself  especially  mentioned  in  the 
New  York  World,  Sunday,  for  the  last  two  weeks.  The  Baltimore 
American  and  the  Annapolis  papers  mentioned  me  very  flatteringly, 
too.  Our  team  this  year  is  considered  one  of  the  finest  in  America 
and  we  are  very  proud  of  it.  I  am  the  lightest  man  on  it  and 
weigh    151  " 

Before  the  game  of  1891,  his  letters  home  were  full  of  refer- 
ences to  it,  all  of  them  indicating  that  he  thought  the  result  in 
doubt.     On  the  8th  of  November  he  wrote : 

'"Everybody  is  looking  forward  to  our  game  with  West  Point  at 
the  close  of  the  season,  Saturday  after  Thanksgiving.  West  Point  is 
confident.    They  have  written  articles  to  the  World  about  how  badly 

they    are   going  to    beat  us,  etc The  Naval  Academy  keeps  silent 

wisely;  does  not  seek  to  bluff  by  newspaper  articles  and  is  cer- 
tainly not  bluffed  in  return.    We  simply  wait  for  the  game  which  will 

decide  the  contest  better If  we   get   beat   New    Quarters   will   be 

draped  in  mourning.  Everybody  is  assured  of  one  fact,  however, 
and  that  is  that  West  Point  will  beat  us  only  after  the  hardest  tussle 
they  ever  had.  The  team  is  composed  of  older  and  heavier  men 
than  ours,  but  we  have  the  muscle,  and  the  grit  and  spirit  of  younger 
men." 

Writing  on  the  15th  of  November  he  said: 

"  We  have  had  two  foot-ball  matches  since  I  wrote  you  last  Sunday. 
One  was  on  Wednesday  when  we  played  the  team  from  Georgetown 
University  (Washington),  and  defeated  them  16  to  4.  I  made  a  touch 
down  in  this  game,  the  first  made  during  the  game.  Then  we 
played  a  game  with  Dickenson  College,  one  of  the  strong  teams 
North,  and  beat  them  34  to  4.  I  made  two  touch  downs,  one  after  a 
run  of  75  yards  ;  the  other,  after  a  run  of  40  yards.  I  don't  suppose 
you  will  see  the  Sunday  Herald,  so  I  will  tell  you  what  it  said  about 
my  first  touch  down  of  75  yards.  The  article  was  headed  'Middies 
vs.  Theologians'  and  it  gave  a  short  account  of  the  game.  One  of  the 
things  it  said  was:  '  Within  two  minutes  after  the  beginning  of  the 
second  half,  P.agley,  the  cadet  quarter-back,  made  a  brilliant  run  of 
over  two-thirds  of  the  length  of  the  field  (seventy-five  yards),  dodg- 
ing through  Dickenson's  line  and  scoring  a  touch  down.'  I  have  to 
keep  in  training  all  the  time  and  it  is  no  easy  work  either,  I  can  tell 
you  .  1  have  not  been  hurt  at  all  except  yesterday,  1  bit  just  a  little 
piece  out  of  my  lip.  IUv  nose  (usually  so  small  ?)  is  now  shaped  like 
the  side  of  a  bracket.  It  is  not  hurt,  though,  and  I  can  stiil  smell  and 
ithe  through  it  with  ease.'' 

When  We?t  Point  won  by  32  to  16,  his  letters  home  show  how 
lie  took  defeat.     Nov.  30,  1891  : 


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"We   are  beaten   as   you  have  already  read  no  doubt  in  the  New 

York   papers.     The   score  was  32  to  16 They  were  all  large  men. 

averaging  nine  pounds  more  than  ours. ...  I  did  not  write  yesterday, 
I  was  suffering  from  a  slightly  sore  back  which  is  nearly  well,  however, 
to-day.  I  wish  I  could  be  home.  I  just  feel  awfully  homesick  lately. 
The  West  Point  game  didn't  take  away  any  of  the  feeling  either,  I 

can  tell  you One  of  the  songs  sung  on  the  foot-ball  field  by  the 

cadets  was  to  the  tune  of  '  Marching  Through  Georgia.'  The  chorus 
is  all  I  remember  : 

"We'll  rush,  we'll  rush,  we'll  rush  the  ball  along, 
We'll  rush,  we'll  rush,  we'll  rush  it  through  the  throng, 
With  Macklin  running  round  the  end 
And  Bagley  by  his  side, 
Working  like  the  devil  for  a  touch  down." 

Dec.  6th,  '91 :  "I  could  not  help  showing  my  disappointment  over 
the  game  with  West  Point,  and  one  of  the  officers  patted  me  on  the 
shoulder  and  said:  'Brace  up,  old  man,  we'll  beat  them  next  year 
when  we  get  our  coaches.  We  are  still  ahead  because  we  beat  them 
last  year  24  too.'  I  replied,  '  Yes,  sir,  but  if  I  had  only  gotten  my  leg 
broken  or  something  like  that  during  the  game,  I  would  feel  more 
consolation'.     He  laughed  and  went  on.     Several  spoke  to  me  in  the 

same  manner I  wouldn't  have  missed  playing  in  that  game  for  a 

good  round  sum,  even  if  we  did  get  beat.  The  game  was  grand.  At 
one  time  both  teams  were  striped  with  blood,  but  still  we  fought  like 
two  dying  game  cocks  to  the  bitter  end  and  I  felt  exactly  as  /imagine 
I  would  feel  in  battle,  threatened  with  defeat  and  carried  away  with  ex- 
citement. Not  a  thought  of  danger  entered  my  head,  and  if  it  did  I 
would  be  ashamed  to  own  it.  It  was  not  a  'fighting'  game,  but  both 
teams  strove  so  hard  that  eight  men  were  carried  off  the  field  wound- 
ed. I  did  my  best  during  the  game  and  had  the  satisfaction  of  hear- 
ing many  times  a  yell  composed  especially  for  my  name." 

The  New  York  World  of  Nov.  14th,  1891,  said : 

"Bagley,  quarter  back,  is  a  beautiful  sprinter.  His  drop  and  punt 
kicks  are  fine,  and  he  is  a  most  valuable  man.  He  is  light,  weighing 
148  pounds." 

Writing  of  the  Thanksgiving  game  when  West  Point  won,  the 
New  York  Times  said  : 

"Davidson  advanced  over  the  ground  like  a  shot  from  a  gun.  Bagley 
alone  stood  between  him  and  the  goal.  Would  Bagley  stop  him  f  He 
would." 

This  closed  his  first  season  as  a  member  of  the  Annapolis  team. 
Instead  of  being  dismayed  by  defeat,  it  nerved  him  for  more 
thorough  training  in  order  to  be  ready  for  the  1892  game.  Writ- 
ing on  the  13th  of  December  he  said  : 

"  I  will  probably  play  full  back  next  year  instead  Of  quarter  back, 
and  that  is  the  most  responsible  position,  except  being  captain  of 
course.  It  is  hard  to  say  whether  we  will  beat  West  Point,  but  every 
effort  will  be  used  to  accomplish  that  end." 

He  always  believed  a  naval  cadet  was  better  trained  than  a 

cadet  at  West  Point,  and  therefore,  in  spite  of  difference  in  age 


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or  weight,  could  win  in  a  trial  of  strength.  The  record  of  the 
foot-ball  contests  confirmed  his  faith.  In  the  Spring  and  Sum- 
mer of  1892,  before  the  toot-ball  season  opened,  he  took  part  in 
the  athletic  contests.     On  June  10th,  he  wrote  to  his  mother: 

'"'  Saturday  before  annual  week,  the  Spring  athletic  sports  were  held 
at  the  Academy,  all  entries  open  to  cadets  only.  I  won  medal  for  the 
half  mile  run,  making  the  half  mile  in  1  minute  and  58  4-5  seconds. 
The  medal  is  a  silver  one  about  the  size  of  a  dollar.  The  badge  to 
which  it  is  attached  is  in  the  shape  of  a  shield  and  is  silk  of  Academy 
colors,  navy  blue  and  gold.  I  have  the  medal  in  my  trunk  and  will 
bring  it  home  when  I  go  on  leave."' 

His  ambition  was  realized  and  when  the  team  was  announced 
for  1892,  he  was  promoted  to  full  back.  The  following  extracts 
from  his  letters  show  his  elation  of  spirit : 

"Oct.  16th.  '92:  "Don't  tell  anybody,  but  several  of  the  papers 
after  this  game  said  that  1  was  'undoubtedly  the  most  valuable  man 
on  the  team.'  " 

"  Nov.  20th,  '92:  "I  am  thankful  that  the  foot-ball  season  will 
soon  be  over.  It  will  be  over  for  us  next  Saturday  after  the  West 
Point  game . . .  We  played  Georgetown  University  yesterday  and  beat 
them  40  to  o.  I  made  four  touch  downs  and  kicked  three  goals  from 
touch  downs,  making  22  of  the  40  points.  .  .  .1  am  so  glad  I  am  going 
to  West  Point  next  week,  and  I  will  go  unless  I  get  hurt  in  a  practice 
game  tomorrow  or  day  after.  . .  .Both  teams  have  very  fine  records  so 
far  this  season  and  a  very  close  game  may  be  expected.  I  shall  be 
very  much  disappointed  if  we  don't  win,  but  we  have  a  very  heavy 
and  a  very  well  coached  team  to  play  against  us I  can'tthink  of  any- 
thing but  that  game,  and  often  I  dream  about  it.  If  we  win,  we  will  be 
kings  here  at  the  Academy  ;  if  we  lose,  we  will  feel  very  bad ....  I  wish 
my  little  mama  was  going  to  watch  me  play  next  Saturday." 

Nov.  30th,  '92  :  (To  his  oldest  brother)  "  I  have  about  risen  to  the 
zenith  of  my  glory,  I  guess,  having  been  especially  mentioned  in  Har- 
per's Weekly.  The  sporting  editor  of  that  paper  is  very  careful  about 
complimenting,  too.  ..  Since  the  game  with  Pennsylvania  our  team 
has  improved  wonderfully.  We  held  Princeton  down  to  the  smallest 
score  she  has  made  this  year.  Pennsylvania  beat  us  18  to  o,  but  since 
then  we  have  beaten  LaFayette  22  to  4,  and  several  days  after  the 
game    Pennsylvania   only   beat  them  8  to  6.    ..  I  made  a  touch  down 

from  centre  of  field  without  any  interference  for  me  at  al! We  have 

the  best  team  the  Navy  has  ever  produced  My  hair  is  nearly  four 

inches  long  and  I  plaster  it  down  on  my  head  until  games.  It  pro- 
tects my  head  from  the  hard  ground." 

His  joy  when  the  Annapolis  team  won  over  the  West  Pointers 

in  the  Thanksgiving  game  of  1S92  at  West  Point  by  a  score  of 

1  2  to  4  knew  no  bounds.     He  wrote  of  his  happiness  with  the 

fresh  ardor  of  victorious  youth,  and  sent  the  New  York  papers 

home  so  that  his  home  folks  might  read  the  minutest  details  of 

the  game. 


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A  song,  the  "  Middies'  Revenge  "  written  of  this  game,  to  the 

tune  of  "  Boom  de  ay  ",  made  this  reference  to  him  : 

"  Rushing-  like  a  mighty  blizzard, 
Thro'  the  lines  flew  little  '  Izard  ', 
And  when  '  Bagley  '  kicked  the  '  goal  ', 
Terror  seized  on  every  soul." 

Of  this  game  Casper  W.  Whitney,  in  Harper's  Weekly,  said  : 
"Bagley  punted  with  much  judgment."  The  New  York  Times' 
account  of  the  game  said :  "  Then  more  wedges,  till  the  ball  was 
put  over  the  West  Point  line  for  another  touch  down  by  Bagley,  and 
the  same  man  kicked  the  goal."  The  New  York  Morning  Adver- 
tiser said  :  "  Bagley  kicked  the  goal.  The  enthusiasm  of  the 
Naval  boys  knew  no  bounds  at  this  juncture."  The  Annapolis 
Capital  said: 

"Everybody  climbed  upon  chairs  to  see  the  attempt  at  goal  and  when 
Bagley  sent  the  ball  high  above  and  directly  between  the  goal  posts, 
a  demonstration  followed  which  would  have  satisfied  a  newly  elected 

president Back  to  Bagley  went  the  ball  and  into  the  line  he  went 

and  another  touch  down  was  the  result." 

A  paper  showing  some  records  made  by  naval  cadets  for  the 
year  '92-3,  contain  the  following  reference:  "4  goals,  Bagley, 
'95  (from  30  yard  line — 5  kicks  allowed.)"  In  his  score  of  the 
season,  in  seven  games,  he  writes  "opponements  64  ;  U.  S.  N.  A. 
146." 

The  eyes  of  all  lovers  of  foot-ball  in  America  turned  to  the 
game  of  1893,  played  at  Annapolis,  between  the  navy  and  the 
army  teams.  Full  back  Bagley  was  confident  of  victory  and 
played  with  such  skill  and  genius  as  to  win  world-wide  reputa- 
tion in  foot-ball  circles.  He  had  the  joy  of  victory,  for  the  score 
was  6  to  4  in  favor  of  the  Naval  Academy  team.  The  papers 
were  full  of  the  praise  of  the  navy  team  and  they  all  gave  Bagley 
the  credit  of  winning  the  game.  The  high  officers  of  the  Navy 
were  as  proud  of  the  young  Carolinian's  prowess  as  the  most 
enthusiastic  "plebe"  at  the  Academy.  A  trophy  of  this  game 
was  a  gold  foot-ball,  made  by  Tiffany,  to  be  used  as  a  watch  charm, 
on  which  was  engraved:     "Worth  Bagley,  Full-back,  1893." 

The  following  is  the  first  verse  of  a  song  "The  Team  That 
Won  the  Victory  for  the  Navy,"  to  the  air  "  The  Man  that  Broke 
the  Bank  at  Monte  Carlo  ",  that  the  cadets  sung  in  honor  of  the 
victory  : 


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"  Oh  we've  just  done  up  the  Army, 
And  they  are  feeling  pretty  sore 
For  you  should  have  heard  us  roar 
When  we  shoved  the  pigskin  o'er; 
And  when  Bagley  kicked  the  goal, 
Why,  we  shouted  all  the  more, 

And  when  time  was  called  we  had  them,  six  to  four, 
Yes  when  time  was  called  we  had  them,  six  to  four." 

"  How  Bagley  Won  the  Game  "  is  the  subject  of  an  article  that 
recently  appeared  in  the  New  York  Evangelist.  It  is  a  more  con. 
cise  account  than  any  that  appeared  at  the  time  and  is  given  place 
here  : 

"Although  the  war  has  thus  far  been  almost  bloodless,  there  has 
been  at  least  the  sacrifice  of  one  precious  life  that  is  a  great  loss — 
that  of  Ensign  Bagley,  the  first  of  our  brave  officers  to  fall.  The 
death  of  one  so  young  and  so  full  of  life  recalls  a  gay  scene  at  the 
navy  yard  at  Annapolis  in  November,  1893,  where  he  for  the  first 
time  appeared  as  a  hero.  It  was  the  day  of  the  great  foot-ball  game 
between  the  army  and  the  navy.  A  fine  team  of  athletic  young  West 
Pointers  had  come  down  for  a  trial  of  strength  with  the  naval  cadets, 
and  the  friendly  contest  had  drawn  the  crowds  of  army  and  navy 
men  and  of  gay  women,  young  and  old,  wearing  the  colors  of  the  two 
branches  of  the  service,  and  full  of  enthusiasm  for  the  rival  combat- 
ants. 

"As  the  stalwart  West  Pointers  appeared  on  the  field  they  seemed 
so  much  larger  and  heavier  than  the  Annapolis  team  that  experts 
declared  there  would  be  an  easy  victory  for  the  visitors,  and  the 
groups  of  army  friends  were  correspondingly  triumphant,  but  as  the 
game  began  it  was  evident  that  the  conflict  would  be  a  hard  fought 
one,  and  as  one  good  stand  after  another  was  taken  by  the  slight, 
blue-uniformed  boys,  interest  increased  on  both  sides.  There  was 
genuine  admiration  and  satisfaction  in  the  tones  of  the  gray-haired 
navy  surgeon  as  he  rose  to  his  feet  and  cheered  at  a  good  stroke, 
declaring,  '  Our  boys  may  be  small,  but  they  have  got  sand.' 

'Finally,  at  a  very  critical  moment,  a  slight  figure  emerged  from  the 
mass  of  struggling  men  and,  seizing  his  opportunity,  gave  the  hard- 
fought  ball  a  kick  that  sent  it  far  above  the  heads  of  all  contestants 
to  the  other  end  of  the  gridiron  and  scored  a  much-needed  point  for 
the  navy  that  saved  the  game. 

'Only  those  who  have  watched  such  a  contest  can  understand  the 
enthusiasm  of  the  scene  ;  how  hats  went  into  the  air  and  the  name  of 
Bagley  was  sounded  with  cheers  from  one  end  of  the  ground  to  the 
other. 

"In  the  midst  of  all  the  enthusiasm  a  quiet  little  woman  had  arrived 
alone,  and  after  vainly  trying  to  find  the  seat  reserved  for  her,  caught 
the  name  that  was  on  every  one's  lips  and,  turning  with  a  flushed 
face  to  her  neighbor  in  the  crowd,  said  :  '  Oh,  I  wish  I  could  see  what 
it  is,  for  that  is  my  son,  and  I  have  just  arrived  from  North  Carolina.' 
A  place  was  speedily  made  for  the  proud  little  mother,  and  she 
watched  her  boy's  triumph  and  saw  him  at  the  end  of  the  game  car- 
ried off  the  field  on  the  shoulders  of  his  mates  amid  the  most  resound- 
ing cheers.  Foot-ball  men  declared  his  'punt'  had  broken  the  record, 
and  Bagley  was  the  hero  of  the  hour. 


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"From  that  day  to  this  the  mothers  pride  has  never  known  a 
check;  the  boy  successfully  finished  his  course  at  the  Academy 
holding  the  respect  of  his  comrades  and  of  his  superior  officers  until 
the  moment  when  he  gave  his  fresh  young  life  for  his  country  on  the 
deck  of  the  Winslow.  The  broken-hearted  mother  has  the  consola- 
tion of  knowing  that  many  hearts  all  over  our  broad  land  are  honor- 
ing her  dead  and  sorrowing  with  her." 

In  a  letter  to  his  youngest  brother  written  in   1895,  he  tells 

how  a  boy  should  learn  to  punt : 

"  Mother  wrote  me  that  she  gave  you  a  real  foot-ball  for  Christmas. 
I  am  so  glad  and  hope  you  will  learn  how  to  kick  well.  When  you 
punt,  drop  the  ball,  bend  forward  slightly  and  kick  it  with  the  lower 
part  of  your  instep  with  a  hard  side  swing  of  your  leg.  Measure 
your  punts  and  by  practice  you  will  improve.  The  longest  1  ever 
made  without  wind  was  sixty  yards.  Learn  to  drop  the  ball  with  the 
point  down,  not  crooked.  To  kick  a  drop  kick,  let  the  ball  fall 
almost  vertically  and  directly  on  the  end.  Then  kick  forward  hail, 
and  strike  the  ball  as  it  hits  the  ground.  The  bottom  of  your  foot 
should  almost  scrape  the  ground  when  in  the  act  of  kicking,  so  your 
toe  will  strike  the  ball  near  the  ground.  To  kick  a  place  kick  for 
goal,  stand  the  ball  vertically  on  end,  and  get  opposite  seams  in 
a  line  with  the  goal.  Take  four  or  five  steps  toward  it  and  kick 
with  all  your  might,  striking  the  ball  about  an  inch  and  a  half  from 
the  ground." 

The  daughter  of  an  army  officer,  in  whose  home  Ensign  Bag- 
ley  was  a  favorite  guest,  writes  of  one  of  the  last  games  of  foot- 
ball he  played : 

'•  I  remember  one  day  at  Fort  Monroe  the  Army  men  and  Navy  men 
were  to  play  a  game  of  foot-ball.  I  had  never  been  able  to  see  Annapo- 
lis and  West  Point,  so  was  most  anxious  to  see  this  game.  I  remember 
also  that  father  at  the  beginning  was  much  opposed  to  the  game,  but 
when  it  was  over  I  think  he  was  the  most  enthusiastic  man  in  the  post. 
Worth  was  playing  and  of  course  we  expected  him  to  do  wonders  as 
usual.  Some  of  the  men,  however,  thought  he  might  have  lost  his 
knack,  not  having  played  for  so  long  a  time,  but  he  showed  them  he 
had  not  by  kicking  a  beautiful  goal  from  the  field,  thus  winning  the  day 
for  them.  The  whole  place  went  wild,  and  officers,  old  and  young,  in 
both  Army  and  Navy  could  not  say  enough  in  his  praise." 

The  Portland  (Maine)  Press  says  that  Ensign  Bagley  had  visi- 
ted that  port  several  times,  and  left  many  friends  behind  him 
when  his  ship  sailed.  The  writer  evidently  knew  him  well  and 
was  well  posted  on  his  foot-ball  record,  for  he  writes : 

"Bagley  and  Breckenridge  were  the  two  most  popular  men  of  the 
class  of  '95.  Bagley,  with  his  handsome  face  and  genial  manners,  was 
always  surrounded  by  a  crowd  of  cadets  when  their  duties  would  allow 
it,  and  among  the  ladies  he  was  by  all  odds  the  most  popular.  Besides 
being  a  good  student  and  a  good  fellow,  Bagley  was  a  star  foot-ball 
player.  He  played  in  three  games  with  the  West  Point  team,  each  time 
as  full  back,  and  each  time  he  so  distinguished  himself  that  the  New 
York  and  Baltimore  papers  could  not  say  too  much  of  his  dashing, 
clever  work.      Mr.  Whitney,   of  Harper's  Weekly,   complimented  Mr. 


Bagley  by  placing  him  as  full  back  on  the  "All  Star  America"  team, 
and  that  was  indeed  a  great  compliment  when  it  is  understood  that  the 
best  foot-ball  players  from  all  the  American  colleges  were  selected  for 
this  team  '  'on  paper"  because  of  their  ability  in  their  particular  position. 

"  It  was  a  great  sight  to  see  Bagley  go  into  a  game,  for  his  skill  was  so 
great  and  his  pluck  so  good  that  no  matter  how  badly  things  were  going 
for  the  "middies"  Bagley  always  wore  a  smile  and  seemed  to  be  the 
coolest  man  in  the  lot.  The  cadets  ranged  along  one  side  of  the  field 
would  open  the  game  by  giving  the  academy  yell,  and  then  followed 
their  own  special  yell  of  admiration  and  encouragement  (or  Bagley.  He 
had  failed  on  the  academy  examination  in  chemistry  once,  all  because 
he  could  not  classify  certain  substances  which  were  soluble  and  insolu- 
ble. This  was  where  the  Bagley  yell  came  from.  It  went  something 
like  this  : 

"  Sol,  sol  insol  sol, 
Insol,  insol  sol, 
Bagley." 

"And  how  this  yell  used  to  roll  out  from  the  50  cadets  as  the  Naval 
Academy  team  came  trotting  out  on  to  the  field  in  their  dirty  toot-ball 
clothes  and  with  their  long  hair  waving  in  the  breeze.  And  Bagley  was 
the  king  of  them  all,  the  man  who  was  never  known  to  lose  his  head, 
and  who  was  as  sure  on  a  punt  or  a  catch  as  any  man  who  ever  chased 
the  pigskin.  Again  and  again  he  saved  the  Naval  Academy  team  from 
defeat,  and  his  wonderful  courage  and  dash  will  not  soon  be  forgotten  by 
those  who  knew  him. 

'  'There  are  many  pleasant  stories  the  Naval  Academy  men  have  to  tell  of 
the  'Worthless'  Bagley,  as  he  was  called  by  those  mostintimate  with  him. 
He  roomed  during  the  four  years  course  at  the  academy  with  Breckin- 
ridge, who  was  drowned  on  another  torpedo  boat,  the  Cushing.  while 
trying  to  get  into  Havana  before  the  Maine  affair.  Bagley  and  Breckin- 
ridge were  never  left  much  to  themselves,  for  to  their  rooms  crowded  the 
cadets  at  all  hours  for  advice,  for  skylarking,  for  sympathy,  for  assistance 
in  their  studies,  and  many  other  things.  And  no  one,  not  even  a  home- 
sick plebe,  entered  this  room  that  he  did  not  come  away  feeling  happier 
and  more  contented  with  his  lot,  for,  though  he  might  be  hazed  and  run' 
a  little  by  Breckinridge  and  Bagley,  he  was  never  ill-treated  or  made 
unhappy  by  their  treatment  of  him 

"And  there  was  another  one,  the  first  young  officer  in  the  Navy  to  be 
killed  by  Spanish  treachery,  and  that  was  I).  R.  Merritt.  lie,  too, 
was  a  classmate  of  Breckinridge  and  Bagley,  and  a  close  and  intimate 
friend  of  both  of  these  fine  fellows.  Merritt  was  killed  in  the  explosion 
of  the  Maine  a  few  weeks  after  Breckinridge's  death  on  the  Cushing. 
These  three  men,  Breckinridge,  Bagley  and  Merritt,  all  classmates,  all 
friends,  and  all  remarkably  fine  young  officers,  will  not  soon  be  f<  irgotten 
by  their  associates,  and  if  the  Young  Ensigns  and  Assistant  Engineers  in 
the  Navy  who  were' classmates  of  these  fine  fellows  ever  get  within  gun- 
shot of  a  Spaniard  and  don't  more  than  square  accounts  with  diem  for 
the  death  of  these  men  it  will  be  passing  strange.  ' 

Among  the  letters  received  by  the  mother,  many  have  been 
from  the  lovers  of  foot-ball.  Robert  Burns  Wilson,  in  a  sweet 
and  tender  note  accompanying  a  poem  with  which  this  chapter 
is  concluded,  said: 

"1  with  millions  of  others  deeply  sympathize  with  you  and  would 
be  glad  to  be  able  to  speak  some  word  of  cheer  or  comfort.  Every 
mother's  heart  goes  out  to   you   in   purest   love  and  sorrow.     I   met 


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your  dear  boy  at  Annapolis   once I  should  be  glad  to  know  that 

this  tribute  may  please  the  mother  of  so  noble  a  soul.     He  is  with  the 
immortals."     The  poem  is  appended  : 

BAGLEY  AND  FOUR  AT  CARDENAS  BAY, 

Five  thousand  for  the  five  ! 
That  is  the  call — that's  the  price  they'll  pay, 
For  the  brave  boys  lost  at  Cardenas  bay. 

Five  thousand  for  the  five  ! 
The  brave  Carolina  lad  was  there. 
Too  eager  for  fight — too  willing  to  dare, 
He  was  there  in  the  midst  of  the  fray; 
And  he  won  his  place  in  the  warrior's  heaven, 
Bagley — "full  back"  of  the  old  eleven, 

O  !  many  a  score  he  made, 
While  the    'gridiron''  rang  with  deep,  hoarse  cries, 
Till  the  echoes  came  back  from  Annapolis  bay, 
And  he  was  the  pride  of  a  thousand  eyess 
He  that  is  dead  to-day  ; 
By  God  !  it  was  good  for  the  soul 
To  see  the  rout — to  hear  the  shout — 
When  Bagley  "scored  a  goal." 

But  it's  over.     The  green  gridiron  game, 
Though  rough  and  fierce,  was  mild  and  tame 
Compared  with  the  crashing  and  roaring  hell 
Of  the  withering  battle  where  Bagley  fell, 

But  Bagley  was  still  the  same. 
Careful  and  cool  in  the  midst  of  alarm, 
As  though  with  a  pigskin  under  his  arm, 
He  fought  for  a  last  touch  down.     Alas  1 
'Tis  the  iron  deck,  not  the  soft,  green  grass, 
And  now  in  a  losing  game  he  played  ; 

But  his  is  the  hero's  soul. 
True  to  the  end  of  the  fight  he  stayed. 
He  and  the  four  brave  lads  at  his  side, 
He  and  the  four  brave  boys  that  died 
In  the  fight  at  Cardenas  bay  ; 
Firm-footed  and  dauntless  and  unafraid  ; 
And  the  boys  will  see  that  the  price  is  paid, 
For  the  guns  are  ready  and  grim. 

Five  thousand  for  the  five — 
That  is  the  call,  and  Spain  will  pay 
Theirs  is  the  place  in  the  warrior's  heaven. 
Bagley,  "full  back"  of  the  old  "eleven," 
And  the  men  that  fell  with  him. 

Silence  on  board  when  they  call  the  roll, 
"  Bagley  and  four  at  Cardenas  bay," 

Absent,  but  only  in  name. 
Theirs  is  a  place  in  the  warrior's  heaven, 
Bagley — "full  back"  of  the  old  eleven, 
And  four  brave  lads  that  fell  with  him. 
Five  names,  the  first  of  the  roll — 
In  the  battle's  red  flame,  in  the  last  great  game, 
At  the  finish,  death  "scored  a  goal." 
Let  the  guns  be  ready  and  grim. 
Five  thousand  for  the  five! 
To  be  paid  and  without  delay. 


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CHAPTER  V. 

AS    ENSIGN    IN    THE    NAVY. 

WORTH  BAGLEY  was  at  the  hospital  with  his  convalescent 
mother  when  he  received  his  commission  as  Ensign  in  the 
Navy,  dated  July  ist,  1897,  and  signed  by  the  President  and  the 
Secretary  of  the  Navy.  He  was  ordered  to  report  to  the  Indiana 
on  the  10th  of  July.  With  a  glad  and  thankful  heart  that  he 
had  been  with  his  mother  in  her  critical  illness,  he  bade  her  good- 
bye and  began  his  career  as  Ensign  on  the  Indiana.  On 
the  17th  of  August,  he  was  transferred  to  the  Maine,  remaining 
on  that  ill-fated  vessel  as  executive  clerk  to  Capt.  Sigsbee  until 
November  19th  of  the  same  year  when  he  was  ordered  to  the 
Columbian  Iron  Works,  Baltimore,  as  inspector,  in  connection 
with  fitting  out  the  torpedo  boat  Winslow.  Of  his  short  career 
before  he  went  on  board  the  Winslow  there  is  little  to  be  said  ex- 
cept that  he  was  a  faithful  and  popular  officer,  winning  the  confi- 
dence and  regard  of  his  superior  officers  and  the  respect  and  ad- 
miration of  those  who  served  under  him.  Many  expressions  have 
come  from  officers  and  sailors,  all  agreeing  that  the  Navy  had  no 
manlier  officer  or  one  who  gave  greater  promise  of  useful  and 
honorable  service. 

There  was  in  his  nature  the  innate  spirit  of  the  charming  host, 
and  it  was  his  custom  to  invite  his  friends  aboard  ship  to 
dinner  or  to  luncheon.  Here  is  a  description  of  such  an  oc- 
casion described  by  a  gentleman  writing  from   Elizabeth,  N.  J. 

"  While  the  squadron  was  at  Bar  Harbor  last  summer,  my  youngest 
daughter  and  myself  met  your  son  among  others  of  the  young  officers 
...They  naturally  desired  us  to  see  their  pet  ship,  so  on  a  day 
appointed  we  went  aboard.  It  was  lunch  time  before  we  had  gone 
over  the  vessel  and  the  young  gentlemen  insisted  upon  our  lunching 
with  them,  and  also  my  daughter,  who  is  only  iS,  sitting  at  the  head 
of  the  table  and  presiding.  It  was  a  very  jolly  lunch,  your  son  mak- 
ing himself  especially  agreeable  and  entertaining,  and  in  that  way, 
dispensing  as  it  were,  the  hospitality  of  his  own  house." 

He  was  much  at  Norfolk  after  he  was  commissioned  Ensign 
and  was  a  great  favorite.     The  daughter  of  an  army  officer  gives 


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this  view   of  him    that  shows  one  of  his  ways  of  having  fun  and 
giving  pleasure  : 

'•We  used  to  turn  the  three  rear  rooms  in  our  house  over  to  our 
Navy  friends  to  occupv  whenever  they  liked.  Mother  called  them 
her  '  boys  '  and  Worth  was  one  of  them.  He  used  to  take  the  great- 
est delight  in  dressing  up  in  whatever  he  could  find  and  acting  for  our 
amusement.  He  was  full  of  fun  and  always  so  dignified  in  whatever 
he  did.  It  was  the  greatest  pleasure  to  have  him  around.  When  he 
would  have  us  aboard  ship  he  was  delightful,  and  at  a  dance  he  was 

always  a  'star.'  It  is  indeed  wonderful  how  perfect  he  was  in  so 

many  things." 

Commodore  Geer,  of  the  Maryland  Naval  Reserves,  says : 

"I  knew  poor  Bagley  well.  We  were  shipmates  together  on  the  ill- 
fated  Maine  for  nearly  three  weeks,  when  I  was  cruising  in  that  ship 
undergoing  instruction.  He  was  a  boyish-looking  fellow,  but  as  in- 
trepid as  a  lion.  He  was  proud  of  his  uniform  and  of  his  profession 
and  no  one  loved  the  Stars  and  Stripes  better  than  he.  His  disposi- 
tion was  as  sunny  as  ever  man  had,  and  he  was  beloved  by  the  officers 
and  men.  While  he  was  at  the  Naval  Academy  he  was  a  leading  foot- 
ball-player, in  which  game  he  excelled.  He  was  very  fond  of  a  joke 
and  many  a  pleasant  hour  have  I  spent  in  his  company  listening  to 
his  jolly  yarns." 

Corporal  W.   L.   Byrnes,  at  Camp  Collier  at  Lexington,  Ky., 

says  : 

'  I  served  under  Ensign  Bagley,  having  enlisted  in  the  Navy  when 
I  was  sixteen  years  of  age.  He  was  the  first  person  to  teach  me  the 
use  of  a  gun  after  my  first  enlistment.  He  was  the  most  popular 
officer  among  his  subordinates  I  ever  had  any  connection  vvith. 
While  never  losing  his  sense  of  discipline,  he  was  always  dignifiedly 
polite  to  men  under  him,  and  was  never  a  user  of  harsh  or  profane 
language." 

The  New  York  World,  of  May  12th,  says: 

"A  naval  officer  under  whom  Ensign  Bagley  served  said  to-day 
that  the  Ensign  was  one  of  the  most  lovable  young  men  in  the  navy." 

When  Lieut.  Bernadou  knew  that  he  was  to  be  given  command 

of  the  Winslow  he  enquired  from  a  number  of  junior  officers  whom 

of  their  grade  they  considered  fittest  to  serve  on  a  torpedo  boat. 

Of  five  or  six  lists  of  many  names  thus  formed,  including  that 

submitted  by  the  late  Ensign   Breckinridge,   Bagley 's  name  was 

universally  given  first  or  second  place.     Deciding  to  offer  Ensign 

Bagley  the   position,    Lieut.   Bernadou  wrote  him  the  following 

letter : 

Newport,  R.  I.,  August  19th,  1897. 
Dear  Mr.  Bagley  : 

I  have  received  preparatory  orders  to  the  torpedo  boat  Winslow 
and  desire  tochoo-e  my  lieutenant.  I  am  told  that  you  are  a  °,cod 
foot-ball    player.     Deeming  that  such  ability  represents  a  louni  ot 


3« 

qualities  necessary  to  an  efficient  torpedo  boat  officer,  I  write  to  ask 
you  whether  you  desire  to  come  to  the  Winslovv.  If  you  do,  notify 
me  on  receipt  of  this  letter. . .  .Upon  hearing  from  you  I  will  endorse 
your  application  to  the  Chief  of  the  Bureau. 

Yours  truly, 

John  B.  Bernadou. 

To  the  letter  a  reply  was  made  expressing  some  hesitation 
about  acceptance,  and  adding  that  if  the  offer  had  been  made  a 
month  later  it  would  have  been  agreeable.  Lieut.  Bernadou  re- 
plied that  he  would  defer  making  the  application  "until  the 
Winslow's  trial  approaches  "  and  adding  "  if  however  you  do  not 
desire  to  come,  please  write  me,  and  I  will  consider  the  incident 
as  closed,  and  endeavor  to  select  my  second  elsewhere."  From 
a  letter  written  to  him  by  Lieut.  Bernadou  on  the  ioth  of  Sep- 
tember,  these  extracts  are  taken : 

'  I  am  well  pleased  that  you  have  decided  to  come  to  the  Winslow. 
It  is  the  manifest  duty  of  every  officer  to  look  to  his  best  profes- 
sional interests;  this  is  the  explanation  of  Captain  Sigsbee's  con- 
templated action  and  your  own  ;  nor  can  he  blame  you  for  desiring 
to  exchange  to  a  torpedo  boat  from  duty  as  his  clerk.  Again,  it  may 
be  more  of  a  compliment  to  have  him  endorse  your  orders  unfavora- 
bly than  favorably,  in  the  present  issue,  as  it  is  easy  to  understand 
why  he  does  not  wish  to  part  with  you." 

From  this  letter  it  is  seen  that  Capt.  Sigsbee  hated  to  part  with 
his  clerk,  and  that  the  young  Ensign  hesitated  about  leaving  the 
Maine,  to  which  and  to  whose  captain  he  was  warmly  attached.  In 
the  light  of  the  destruction  of  the  Maine  and  the  engagement  of 
the  Winslow  at  Cardenas,  the  debate  in  Ensign  Bagley's  mind, 
prior  to  his  leaving  the  Maine  for  service  on  the  Winslow,  assumes 
the  aspect  of  a  choice  between  disasters.  There  is  another  inci- 
dent connected  with  the  change  from  the  Maine  to  the  Winslow 
that  has  a  mournful  interest.  After  Ensign  Bagley  had  been 
offered  the  position  of  second  in  command  on  the  Winslow  and 
was  hesitating  about  accepting,  there  camea  long  letterto  him  from 
his  closest  friend  and  intimate,  Ensign  J.  Cabell  Breckinridge,  wh<  i 
had  lately  been  made  executive  officer  on  the  torpedo  boat 
"Cushing  ",  urging  him  not  to  stand  in  his  own  light  by  declining 
the  proferred  promotion,  and  closing  with  these  words  : 

"You  cannot  imagine  my  disappointment  when  I  heard  that  you 
were  about  to  decide  to  remain  a  quill-driver  when  the  opportunity 
of  getting  a  torpedo  boat,  of  getting  with  Bernadou  (our  smokeless 
powder  expert  and  a  man  of  numberless  good  qualities),  and  of  put- 
ting yourself  in  line  of  succession  to  command,  had  been  offered  you 


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Ensigns  will  command  torpedo  boats  before   we   are   promoted   and 
the.   men   who   get   them  will  be  men  who  have  had  previous  experi- 


ence. 


On  the  1 2th  day  of  February,  this  gallant  young  officer,  whose 
advice  may  have  turned  the  scale  and  induced  Ensign  Bagley  to 
go  to  the  Winslow,  was  washed  overboard  in  the  harbor  of 
Havana  from  the  torpedo  boat  dishing.  His  death  was  the  sor- 
row of  Ensign  Bagley's  life.  Writing  to  his  mother  a  few  days 
later,  he  said  : 

"Just  a  line  to  tell  you  that  I  leave  here  for  Lexington  via  Wash- 
ington to-night.  General  Breckinridge  telegraphed  me  to  come  on. 
I  am  heart-broken.  Thank  you  for  your  sweet  sympathy.  ^1  shall 
ask  the  honor  of  commanding  the  volley  over  his  dear  body." 

How  little  we  then  thought  that  in  three  short  months  the  North 
Carolina  volunteers  would  fire  a  volley  "  over  his  dear  body", 
and  that  Worth  Bagley  would  follow  his  friend  to  a  death- 
less grave.  In  life  they  were  not  separated.  In  death  they  are 
not  divided.  When  the  boxes  containing  the  letters,  photographs, 
and  valuables,  of  Ensign  Bagley  reached  Raleigh  after  his  death, 
side  by  side  with  the  pictures  of  his  mother  and  sisters  were  two 
photographs  of  Cabell  Breckinridge,  wrapped  in  crape,  mutely 
telling  the  grief  he  felt  at  the  sudden  death  of  his  room-mate, 
classmate,  comrade,  friend. 

The  following  is  the   extract  from  his  letter  home  announcing 

his  transfer  to  the  Winslow  : 

Nov.  27th,  '97  :  (Written  from  Baltimore)  :  "  My  present  ambitions 
have  been  realized  and  I  am  in  Baltimore  on  shore  duty  at  Columbian 
Iron  Works  in  connection  with  the  torpedo  boat  Winslow  ',  of  which 
I  am  to  be  executive  officer  when  she  goes  in  commission  in  a  few 
weeks,  Lieutenant  Bernadou  commands  her,  and  we  will  be  the  only 
officers  on  board.  I  will  write  you  all  about  it.  My  orders  raise  me 
professionally,  so  I  know  you  will  be  glad  about  them." 

It  was  on  the  28th  of  December  when  the  Winslow  went  into 
commission  and  Ensign  Bagley  entered  upon  his  duties  as  exec- 
utive officer.  He  was  proud  of  the  little  boat,  came  to  have  the 
warmest  regard  for  Lieut.  Bernadou,  and  to  enjoy  the  confidence 
and  esteem  of  the  entire  crew.  In  January  last  the  young  Ensign  had 
opportunity  to  demonstrate  that  he  had  taken  the  advice  he  com- 
mended to  his  nephew  "For  God's  sake  keep  your  nerve,  and 
show  the  stuff  you  are  made  of."  In  a  raging  storm,  with  the  as- 
sistance of  two  sailors  in  a  life  boat,  he  saved  the  lives  of  two 
poor  fellows  from  a  scow  which  was  adrift  at  sea  about  fifty  miles 


from  New  York.  For  this  deed,  the  Secretary  of  the  Navy,  on 
February  ist,  wrote  a  letter  of  thanks  to  Lieut.  Bernadou,  Ensign 
Worth  Bagley  and  the  other  members  of  the  crew,  closing  with 
the  words  :  "The  service  performed  by  the  Winslow  is  not  only 
gratifying  to  all  who  engaged  in  it  but  tends  to  reflect  additional 
lustre  upon  the  whole  service." 

Upon  the  arrival  of  the  Winslow  at  Norfolk,  after  this  narrow 
escape,  it  was  necessary  to  make  some  repairs  to  the  boat,  and, 
while  these  were  being  made,  Ensign  Bagley  obtained  five  days 
leave  and  spent  from  Tuesday  to  Saturday  at  his  home  in  Raleigh. 
His  home  coming  was  always  like  the  coming  of  Spring,  bringing 
warmth  and  cheer  and  happiness.  This  time  he  was  received  as 
one  who  had  narrowly  escaped  a  watery  grave.  It  was  five  days 
of  such  happiness  as  those  who  survive  will  ever  look  back  upon 
as  the  sweetest  period  life  has  vouchsafed.  He  told  the  story  of 
the  adventure  in  the  storm  on  the  Jersey  coast,  only  when  his 
mother  asked  for  the  details,  as  if  he  had  done  nothing  worthy  of 
honor,  but  did  not  disguise  the  extreme  peril  of  the  situation. 

He  recounted  the  bravery  of  the  crew  and  said  that  they  bore 
themselves  like  courageous  and  noble  men. 

'  [On  watch  one  night  when  the  wind  was  blowing  a  gale, 
mother,"  he  said,  "and  the  weather  was  as  cold  as  it  could  be,  I 
found  myself  singing  in  an  undertone,  "Anchored.' " 

"  Safe,  safe  at  last, 
The  danger  past, 
Safe  in  his  father's  home," 

and — it  seemed  to  give  me  hope  and  strength."  The  last  words 
of  that  song  which  had  strengthened  him  in  the  hour  of  peril 
were  sung  over  his  grave  on  the  day  of  the  funeral. 

There  was  then  talk  of  war  with  Spain.  He  believed  in  the 
righteousness  of  our  cause  and  was  eager  for  war.  His  mother, 
even  at  that  time  when  war  was  not  imminent,  felt  a  sinking-  of  the 
heart  at  the  mention  ol  it,  and  he  sought  to  cheer  her  by  telling  her 
that  it  would  be  a  short  war  and  that  if  occasion  offered  he  would 
distinguish  himself.  She  believed  that  his  courage  and  daring 
would  carry  him  into  places  "where  the  bravest  love  to  die,"  and 
had  a  premonition  that  his  immortality  would  come  at  the  sacri- 
fice of  his  life.  On  Saturday,  Febraary  5th,  for  the  last  time  he 
said  good-bye  to  his  home-folks,  and  went  away  to  duty  air',  to 


10"    w 

00      fc 


4i 

death.     His  mother  clung  to  him  with  a  yearning,  a  fondness,  a 

caressing  love  that  was  born  of  her  premonition  of  danger.     His 

farewell  was  full  of  tender  chivalry, 

''The  bravest  are  the  tenderest. 
The  loving  are  the  daring." 

When  the  Maine  was  blown  up  in  the  harbor  of  Havana  his 
righteous  wrath  was  kindled  into  a  blaze,  and  his  letters  were  full 
of  the  spirit  of  war  which  dominated  him,  He  wrote  often  and 
fully,  and  these  letters  show  his  faith  in  his  country's  cause  and 
his  eagerness  ior  the  fray.  When  his  ship  left  Norfolk,  he  tele- 
graphed his  mother,  and  telegraphed  her  afterwards  when  it 
reached  Charleston  and  Key  West,  hoping  to  minimize  her 
anxiety  by  accurate  knowledge  of  his  movements. 

Noting  the  presence  of  the  Winslow  at  Charleston  in  March, 

the  News  and  Courier  said  : 

'  Ensign  Worth  Bagley.  the  executive  officer  of  the  Winslow,  has 
visited  Charleston  before  and  has  numbers  of  friends  among 
both  fair  and  gallant  Charlestonians.  He  will  be  remembered  also 
by  manv  for  his  excellent  work  on  the  "gridiron"  in  a  recent  foot- 
ball game,  "  Uncle  Sam''  vs.  the  Y.  M.  C.  A." 

Hon.  F.  A.  Woodard  and  wife,  of  Wilson,  were  at  Key  West 

about  the  20th  of  March,  and  dined  with  him  on  the  Winslow. 

Writing  to  Ensign  Bagley's  sister,  Mr.  Woodard  said : 

"  We  were  delighted  to  meet  Worth.  He  is  here  and  will  leave  in 
a  few  days.  We  went  to  see  him  at  his  ship  and  had  a  very  pleasant 
talk  with  him  and  went  over  the  boat.  It  is  certainly  a  most  interest- 
ing craft  Lt.  Bernadou  is  very  pleasant  and  I  was  gratified  to  hear 
him  speak  so  highly  of  Worth.  He  said  he  was  one  of  the  most 
promising  of  the  young  men  of  the  Navy.  Worth  is  looking  splen- 
didly." 

By  these  friends  he  sent  loving  messages  home,  asking  them 
to  assure  his  mother  that  he  was  in  no  danger,  was  at  the  post  of 
duty,  and  was  chiefly  anxious  because  of  her  anxiety. 

His  letters  from  March  3rd  to  May  8th,  tell  the  story  not  only 
of  the  last  two  months  of  his  life,  but  show  also  the  nobleness  of 
his  nature,  his  thoughtfulness,  his  affection,  his  devotion,  to  "  My 
Dearest  Little  Mother,"  as  he  began  his  last  letter,  his  brave 
spirit,  and  the  true  faith  of  the  soldier  that  was  in  him.  These  ex- 
tracts are  given : 

March  3rd,  '98:  (Writing  from  Portsmouth) :  ''We  are  on  the  eve 
of  sailing  and  would  have  sailed  this  afternoon  but  for  a  telegram 
announcing  a  storm  off  the  coast  to-night.     W  _■  will  lay  b\  till  a  fav- 


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orable  opportunity  offers  for  a  straight  away  run  for  Charleston.  It 
will  take  us  a  little  over  a  day  to  reach  there,  and  we  remain  there 
long  enough  to  till  up  with  coal.  Then  we  proceed  to  Jacksonville  in 
the  same  way,  taking  a  long  run  then  for  Key    West,  our  destination. 

I   am  very   well You   will   have  to  get  out  of  the  habit  of  feeling 

fear  for  my  safety.     I  am  always  safe Besides  you  have  enough  of 

the  Spartan  in  you,  if  you  wish,  to  say  'with  your  shield  or  on  it ' 
and  that  is  what  you  must  always  say  to  me  to  give  me  strength  and 
determination.  Von  may  be  sure  that  I  am  not  ashamed  to  use  the 
proper  amount  of  care  of  myself,  and  will  think  of  you  in  the  midst  of 
every  danger.     These  latter  are  few,  after  all  ;   really  there  are  none. 

I  wish  I  could  talk  to  you,  for  I  have  a  great  deal  to  tell  you 

It  must  be  pleasant  to  have  every  one     well    now.      It    makes   me 

more  contented  about  leaving The  next  time  we  come  to  Norfolk, 

you  are  to  come  and  make  me  a  visit,  and  I'll  return  it  if  I  can." 

April  3rd,  '98  :  (Written  from  torpedo  boat  Winslow) :  "  It  looks  as 
though  we  are  to  have  war;  our  work  is  for  that  reason  even  hanler 
than  usual,  so  that  all  hands  on  board  the  Winslow  are  thoroughly 
fatigued.  I  was  never  stronger  or  in  better  health  in  my  life,  but  am 
tired  nearly  all  the  time.  Often  when  needing  sleep  I  find  it  much 
more  refreshing  to  go  ashore  for  the  relaxation  from  confining 
work.  These  opportunities  to  get  relaxation  are,  however,  very  few 
in  number.  I  believe  I  am  making  a  success  of  this  work;  at  all 
events,  Bernadou  says  nice  things  to  everybody  about  me.  This  may 
be  on  account  of  a  personal  interest  in  my  future,  however,  so  I  am 
by  no  means  satisfied,  for  it  is  very  apparent  to  me  that  there  are 
innumerable  things  that  should  be  familiar  to  me  that  I  do  not  know. 
Bernadou  is  gaining  confidence  in  me  I  hope,  and  leaves  a  great  deal 
tome;  he  is  very  patient  with  me He  is  one  of  the  most  broad- 
minded  men  I  have  ever  known,  and  one  of  the  most  far-sighted.  He 
is  certainly  kind  to  me. . .  You  can  readily  see  that,  now  that  war  is 
imminent,  the  torpedo  boats  have  the  best  chances  of  distinction. 
Consequently  we  are  envied  right  and  left,  by  all  young  officers  at 
least.  You  will  of  course  be  glad  that  my  post,  though  one  of  danger, 
will  be  the  most  honorable.  You  may  be  well  sure  that  I  shall  think 
of  your  dear  face  and  see  it  before  me  whenever  I  am  under  fire,  and 
if  I  get  the  opportunity  to  do  some  distinguished  service  you  may 
know  that  the  thought  of  the  happiness  it  will  give  you  is  alone  suffi- 
cient to  make   me   seize   it  Do   not   fear   that    I   shall    be   afraid, 

mother,  but  always  remember  that  I  have  a  certain  amount  of  skill 
and  strength  wherewith  to  attack;  don't  think  of  me  as  in  danger 
defending  myself  against  a  black-haired  Spaniard  with  an  ugly  face, 
but  think  of  me  as  blowing  up  the  Dago  lepers.  The  Spaniards  will 
be  easv  prey  for  our  Navy,  which  is  in  the  most  efficient  condition. 
...  If  the  Spaniards  back  down  now,  it  would  be  the  source  of  the 
very  bitterest  disappointment.  They  will  have  to  kneel  and  crawl  in 
a  manner  that  history  lias  never  before  seen  .  •  .Why  did  they  blow- 
up our  Maine?  No  matter  what  pretext  any  or  all  the  members  of 
Congress  ran  give  for  war,  we  must  have  it.  The  cause  of  war  lies 
in  a  set  of  American  colors  blown  up  in  an  explosion,  and  with  the 
colors  the  men  who  served  to  protect  them:  blown  up  at  night  while 
asleep — evidence  in  itself  sufficient  to  show  that  a  contemptible 
Spaniard    did    it      The  blood  almost  fills  my  head  when  I  think  of 

this;  it  makes  me  almost  u  ild  with  anger I  shall  write  you  another 

letter  soon,  certainly  before  any  fighting  takes  place.  There  is  no 
great  danger  of  my  being  killed,  but  should  such  a  tiling  happen,  there 


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is  not  a  great  deal  for  me  to  say.  You  know  how  much  I  iove  you, 
dearest,  don't  you  ?     Love  to  each  one  at  home." 

April  14th,  '9S  :  (Written  from  torpedo  boat  Winslow) :  "  You  must 
not  fret  about  me.  In  the  first  ulace,  there  may  be  no  war;  this  is 
very  probable,  I  am  afraid.  In  the  second  place,  a  Spaniard  couldn't 
hit  an  .honest  American  at  pistol  range  ;  the  Dago  is  too  much  a 
coward  for  that.  The  war,  if  it  comes,  will  be  very  easy.  The  adver- 
sary is  too  poor  an  adversary  tor  much  glory  to  be  gained  for  our 
flag.  But  it  is  to  be  hoped  that  we  may  sink  some  of  their  ships  in 
return  for  the  poor  Maine.  Do  not  be  uneasy  about  me.  I  will  not 
run  into  any  danger  I  do  not  think  proper,  but  can't  promise  you 
anything  else;  don't  you  know  what  I  mean,  dear?  Still.  I  will  think 
of  you  all  the  time.  It  is  so  Siveet  of  you  to  remember  me  on  my 
birthday.  I  was  so  busy  that  day  I  didn't  know  it  was  my  birthday 
till  3  in  the  afternoon.  The  pipe  is  a  beauty.  Being  your  present,  it 
will  make  many  a  peaceful,  happy  smoke  for  me  whenever  I  smoke 
it  ...  The  little  yellow  buds  you  put  in  your  last  letter  made  me 
think  of  our  front  porch,  and  of  how  beautiful  it  must  be  just  now 
witli  its  wealth  of  them  ....  I  send  you  my  picture  taken  the  other  day 
by  an  artist  in  Key  West.  I  am  afraid  they  are  not  good  likenesses, 
for  I  am  much  thinner  on  account  of  the  heat  and  look  much  older  for 

whatever  reason I   am  well,    however,  and  stronger  than  I  ever 

was,  so  you  can  know  that  I  go  to  war  in  good  condition.  . .  -I  am  so 
glad  you  are  well.     Please  don't  be  uneasy  on  my  account ;  as  I  said 

before,  the  chance   of   war  after  all  is  a  rather  scant  one I  must 

close  now It  is  a  pleasure  to  tell  you  that  I  am  thinking  about  you 

all  the  time. " 

April  21st,  '98:    (Written  from  Key  West,  Fla.) :    "We  are  under 

orders  to  stand  by  to  leave  to-night I  felt  like  I  would  like  to  write 

you  a  line  before  going,  to  say  good-bye,  not  that  there  is  any  danger 
for  me — there  never  is  any — but  I  knew  you  would  wish  to  hear.  For 
your  sake,  I  might  almost  wish  there  would  be  no  war;  on  my  own 
account,  I  am  very  happy  that  chance  is  offered  me  for  distinction. 
...  You  need  have  no  fear  for  me.  Nothing  will  happen  to  me  with 
such  prayers  as  yours  to  aid  me.  I  shall  have  full  confidence  at  all 
times,  in  action  or  wherever  I  may  be,  and  that  alone  would  keep  me 
ready  to  do  good  service. ..  Our  boat  is  in  splendid  condition,  and 
officers  and  men  are  well  and  anxious  for  a  fight.  We  have  good  men 

and  faithful  ones,  and  our  chances  for  success  are  the  very  best 

Do  not  be  afraid  for  me.     Everything  turns  out  for  the  best." 

May  4th,  '98  :  (Written  from  Key  West) :  "We  leave  in  a  few  hours 
for  Matanzas,  whence  we  came  two  days  ago  for  some  minor  repairs 
and  necessary  stores  and  coal.  You  are  the  sweetest  mother  to  me, 
for  more  reasons  than  I  can  ever  count;  but  I  am  thinking  principally 
about  your  writing  to  me.  Everytime  we  have  received  a  mail  there 
has  been  a  letter  from  you  ;  and  you  would  be  so  glad  if  you  knew 
how  happy  they  make  me.  Each  time  we  come  into  port  or  get  any 
chance  whatever  to  send  you  a  letter  I  shall  do  so,  and  have  done  so 
up  to  this  moment. 

"You  need  have  no  fears  about  me,  for  there  is  no  danger  for  us 
now.  There  may  be  when  the  Spanish  fleet  comes,  but  I  am  sorry  to 
say  that  I  fear  that  will  never  be.  A  war  comes  only  once  in  a  gene- 
ration, and  it  will  be  very  hard  if  I  can  get  no  chance  to  do  some  un- 
usual service,  so  it  is  very  disappointing  to  have  no  tangible  enemv 
to  meet.     You  are  a  brave  mother,  so  you  must  feel  like  I  do  when- 


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ever  we  are  engaged  in  anything  at  all  dangerous — enjoy  the  excite- 
ment, feel  that,  but  nothing  more.  Thank  heaven,  I  have  found  that 
I  have  no  fear.,  for  I  have  analyzed  all  my  feelings  in  danger.  Don't 
repeat  that,  it  would  be  a  boast  to  anyone  but  you.  Your  last  letter 
made  me  feel  so  happy  and  I  am  so  proud  to  receive  your  praise,  to 
feel  that  never  have  I  'given  you  an  hour's  trouble  or  unhappiness.' 
To  hear  you  say  that,  dear  angel,  is  more  to  me  than  any  ambition  in 
this  world. 

"  Do  you  ever  think  that  I  have  no  heart  to  love  because  I  follow 
a  profession  that  keeps  me  nearly  always  from  you  ?  I  know  that  you 
never  do  feel  so,  for  you  know  I  love  you.  Sometimes  I  remember 
and  think  of  how  you  always  love  to  have  us  children  tell  you  how 
much  we  love  you  and  how  you  used  to  wonder  why  I  hardly  ever 
petted  you.  When  I  am  away  it  is  so  easy  to  write  my  thoughts  to 
you  as  they  come  and  tell  you  how  I  yearn  to  be  with  you.  But  when 
with  you.  it  is  my  reverence  for  you  that  keeps  me  back,  quiet  but 
(even  if  I  do  say  it)  waiting  to  serve  you,  not  as  a  return,  but  in  appre- 
ciation of  the  tender  loving  care  and  the  hard  sacrifices  that  not  till 
late  (years  too  late)  have  1  understood  ;  I  can  indeed,  my  mother, 
'rise  up  and  call  you  blessed.'.  .  .  .Good  bye  for  a  short  space.  This 
letter  is  hurried  for  there  is  a  great  deal  that  I  must  do.  Love  to 
everyone Good  bye  for  a  few  days." 

The  following  is  his  last  letter,  which  was  received  by  his  mother 
half  an  hour  after  the  news  that  prostrated  her.  It  was  dated 
"  Off  Matanzas,  Cuba,  May  7th,  1898,  1 1.30  a.  m." 

"We  are  now  lying  off  Matanzas  in  the  middle  of  the  entrance  to 
the  harbor  three  miles  further  in.  A  mile  and  a  half  away  on  one  side 
are  the  Panto  Gardia  and  Sabanilla  batteries,  and  at  the  same  dis- 
tance on  the  other  side  are  the  Maya  and  other  batteries.  Matanzas 
is  a  town  of  about  35,000  inhabitants  with  an  antebellum  commerce 
of  some  value,  it  lies,  as  I  said  before,  three  miles  inside  the 
entrance  at  which  we  are  lying,  around  a  horse  shoe  or  bend  which 
makes  it  not  visible  from  our  position.  The  batteries,  however,  are 
here  at  the  entrance  and  made  themselves  very  much  in  evidence 
yesterday ^by  firing  at  the  Dupont,  which  was  lying  too  close  under 
their  fire.  She  got  away  quickly  and  in  return  for  having  to  run, 
went  up  the  coast  two  miles  and  leveled  a  Spanish  block-house.  The 
Winslow  has  not  been  fired  at.  All  the  large  ships  here  left  the 
blockade,  the  gunboats  and  torpedo  boats  remaining  to  hold  it.  No 
ship  has  as  much  as  hove  in  sight  of  this  entrance  for  days.  So  you 
may  judge  for  yourself  whether  the  blockade  is  effective. 

"The  work,  I  must  say,  is  extremely  tough  and  unpleasant.  We 
are  in  great  luck  when  we  receive  newspapers  from  the  news  corres- 
pondents three  days  after  they  are  published,  and  read  news  greedily. 

"  Iking  without  news  and  nothing  happening  within  our  own  little 

litre,  the  monotony  is  absolutely  painful.  There  are  two  other 
warships  here,  the  torpedo  boat  Dupont,  and  the  armed  yacht  Hor- 
net. These  two  boats  lie  over  at  the  eastern  entrance,  while  we 
guard  the  western.  Of  course  it  is  necessary  to  keep  a  very  careful 
lookout  at  night  on  account  of  the  Spanish  gunboats  in  these  waters. 
The  calibreof  their  guns  is  greater  than  that  of  our  three  little  i-pound- 
ers  but  we  wish  they  would  come  out  just  the  same,  for  we  would  use 
our  torpedoes  and  sink  them  ..  .  You  may  be  sure,  I  am  well.  The 
weather  is  not  half  bad,  as  we  u^<-  the  awnings  now  and  get  all  the 


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breeze  without  the  sun.  It  is  nearly  always  perfectly  clear  and  a 
light  passing  shower  this  morning  is  the  first  rain  I  have  seen  since 
the  beginning  of  the  war. 

"No  one  knows  where  the  armored  ships  of  our  squadron  have  gone. 
but  it  is  supposed  that  they  have  left  to  intercept  the  Spanish  fleet  off 
San  Juan,  should  that  port  prove  to  be  its  destination. 

"The  nation  as  a  whole,  from  the  tenor  of  the  papers,  has  realized 
that  the  navy  is  our  defense,  our  real  fighting  body.."  

"  The  Navy  has  shown  its  worth;  we  may  trust  hereafter  that  poli- 
ticians will  cease  to  prate  as  they  did  six  months  ago,  about  our  '  ex- 
pensive gold-laced  luxury  '.  Our  nation,  a  first. class  power  suppos- 
edly, should  at  the  present  moment  feel  shame  that  our  navy  is  not 
such  a  one  that  the  war  should  even  now  be  over.  To  me  it  seems  a  dis- 
grace that  the  United  States  should  be  fighting  an  apparently  lengthy 
war  with  a  nation  poor  in  defense  as  well  as  finances.  How  can  the 
ordinarily  well-informed  man,  although  he  may  have  some  pride  of 
country,  tingle  with  it  as  he  should,  if  such  conditions  last  ?  It  is 
this  '  rope-rein  '  politics,  advanced  by  dishonest  '  leg-pulling'  dema- 
gogues, that  keeps  us  as  a  nation  from  gaining  and  gaining  glory  '  till 
we  forget'.  I  have  almost  spoken  my  thoughts  on  paper,  and  have 
forgotten  that  I  am  writing  a  letter.    The  above  subject,  which  so  ab 

sorbed  me,  is  close  to  my  heart The  Dupont  is  coming  this  way, 

so  I  must  have  my  letter  ready  for  her  and  close  now.  I  feel  that  I 
will  hear  from  you  when  the  next  mail  comes.  Bless  you,  dear,  for 
your  goodness. 

"  Love  to  each  one,  and  don't  forget  that  I  am  in  perfect  safety. 

"  Devotedly, 

"  Worth.  " 


CHAPTER  VI. 

AT    CARDENAS, 

ON  the  nth  of  May,  the  telegraphic  reports  conveyed  the  news 
that  the  Winslow  had  been  engaged  near  Cardenas  with  three 
Spanish  gun-boats.  The  Associated  Press  account,  dated  May 
ioth,  was  as  follows  : 

"On  board  the  Associated  Press  dispatch  boat  Kate  Spencer,  off  Car- 
denas, May  9th,  (via  Key  West,  Fla.) — May  ioth. — The  little  torpedo 
boat  Winslow  yesterday  morning  precipitated  the  first  naval  engagement 
fought  in  Cuban  waters.  On  a  reconnoissance  in  Cardenas  Harbor  she 
drew  the  fire  of  three  Spanish  coast  guard  vessels,  and  a  lively  vest 
pocket  sea  fight  followed  with  the  tiny  gun  boats.  As  the  Winslow  was 
decidedly  in  the  minority  she  ran  for  the  open  sea,  where  her  big  station 
mate,  the  gun  boat  Machias,  who  had  been  called  up  by  the  firing, 
took  a  hand  in  the  game  with  her  four  inch  rifles  and  tossed  several 
shells  over  the  low  sand  spit  behind  which  Spanish  boats  were  shel- 
tered. It  was  impossible  to  see  whether  any  of  these  landed.  The  Win- 
slow  was  not  touched,  but  she  claims  to  have  knocked  a  few  splinters  out 
of  the  larger  coast  guard  boat. 


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"  The  most  important  result  of  the  Winslow's  reconnoissance  was  the 
discovery  that  Cardenas  harbor  is  mined.  If  there  where  any  batteries 
on  shore,  the  Spaniards  did  not  think  it  worth  while  to  disclose  their 
position.  That  there  are  mines  in  the  channel,  is  important  in  view  of 
the  report  that  it  is  Cardenas  and  not  Matanzas,  where  the  landing  of 
United  States  forces  will  be  made. 

''The  fight  with  the  Guardia  Costas  occurred  yesterday  morning.  Car- 
denas is  one  of  the  largest  bays  along  the  coast,  the  little  town  of  the  same 
name,  lying  at  the  southern  end.  From  the  western  shore  Icicas  Point 
reaches  out  like  a  long  index  finger,  almost  touching  Piedras  Key  Light, 
which  in  peaceful  days  beaconed  the  harbor  entrance.  The  light  house 
has  been  in  darkness  and  deserted  for  many  nights. 

"Feeling  safe  in  the  desolation  of  the  light  house  and  the  silence 
ashore,  the  little  Winslow  crept  quietly  in,  under  the  early  morning  haze, 
for  a  closer  inspection  of  the  harbor.  There  had  evidently  been  a  look- 
out among  the  dunes  along  the  sand  spit,  for  the  Winslow  was  allowed 
to  feel  her  way  into  the  harbor,  taking  notes  of  changed  buoys  and  false 
marks  designed  to  lead  a  hostile  fleet  on  to  torpedo  fields.  But,  suddenly, 
there  was  a  puff  of  smoke  among  the  mangrove  clumps  along  one  of  the 
inlets  and  a  six  pound  shell  screeched  out  of  the  bushes.  Crack  !  came 
another  from  the  shelter  of  a  tiny  key  in  the  bay,  and  a  third  from  further 
down  the  coast.  Then  three  coast  guard  boats  darted  from  their  cover, 
under  a  full  head  of  steam,  like  a  big  garpike  after  a  minnow.  The 
Winslow's  crew  jumped  to  the  two  pounders  fore  and  aft  and  let  the 
Spaniards  have  it,  port  and  star-board,  as  they  chased  in.  The  little  gun 
boats  came  along,  shooting,  but  after  the  usual  Spanish  fashion,  hit 
nothing  but  the  adjacent  scenery.  Then  the  Winslow  scuttled  along  for 
the  open  sea,  using  her  after  gun  as  a  stern  chaser  and  defiantly  shooting 
as  she  went  along.  The  Spanish  boats  wasted  about  sixty  shots,  and  the 
biggest  boat,  mounting  a  twelve  pounder,  kept  up  the  bombardment  as 
long  as  the  Winslow  was  in  range.  The  Spaniards  who  had  probably 
heard  the  news  from  Manila,  were  evidently  as  mad  as  a  nest  of  hornets 
and  kept  up  the  chase  until  all  four  of  the  little  craft  were  rocking  in  the 
swell  past  Piedras  Keys.  Just  then  there  was  a  crash  and  a  roar  to  sea- 
ward and  the  Machias,  bearing  in  under  a  canopy  of  smoke,  sent  a  shell 
smashing  into  the  pursuing  fleet.  The  little  patrol  boats  spun  about  like 
water  spiders  and  ran  to  shelter  beyond  the  sand  spit.  The  Machias 
sent  a  few  shells  skipping  in  between  the  sand  dunes,  but  with  what 
effect  could  not  be  seen. 

'■  At  any  rate,  there  are  three  prospective  additions  to  our  mosquito 
fleet  bottled  up  in  Cardenas  harbor,  waiting  shipment." 

This  news  deepened  the  anxiety  in  the  home  of  Ensign  Bag-ley, 
though  the  retreat  ot  the  Winslow  in  good  order  was  regarded 
as  a  sign  that  it  could  take  care  of  itself.  Prayers  of  thanks- 
giving went  up  for  the  successful  termination  of  this  first  engage- 
ment in  Cuban  waters.  There  was  no  thought  that  the  engage- 
ment was  to  be  repeated,  and  when  the  news  of  the  result  of  the  bat- 
tle on  May  i  ith,  was  flashed  to  Raleigh,  the  blow  was  as  crushingas 
if  no  news  of  the  first  fight  had  been  received,  Thursday,  May 
1 2th,  on  the  sweetest  of  May  mornings,  as  Mrs.  Bagley  and  fam- 
ily were  at  a  late  breakfast,  talking  of  the  happy  escape  from  the 


fight  of  May  8th,  the  door-bell  rang.  lion.  W.  M.  Russ,  Mayor 
of  the  city,  had  called  at  Mrs.  Bagley 's  home  to  break  the  terri- 
ble news  contained  in  this  telegram  ; 

Key  West,  Fla.,  May  12th,  1S98. 
Mayor  of  Raleigh  : — 

Please  break  news  to  Mrs.  Bagley  that  her  son  was  killed  instantly  in 
action  off  Cardenas  yesterday. 

John  B.  Bernadou. 

The  Mayor,  long  a  friend  of  the  family  and  of  the  young  officer, 
with  a  heavy  heart,  first  communicated  the  news  to  this  writer. 
It  was  feared  that  the  mother,  not  fully  recovered  from  her  serious 
illness  of  1897,  could  not  survive  the  shock,  and  it  was  not  until  her 
physician,  Dr.  Hubert  Haywood,  had  been  hastily  summoned, 
that  it  was  deemed  safe  to  acquaint  her  with  the  contents  of  the 
telegram.  The  universal  sympathy,  so  prompt  and  touching, 
coming  first  from  all  the  people  of  Raleigh,  and  later  from  all  por- 
tions of  the  country,  carried  a  measure  of  consolation  and  comfort 
that  helped  to  temper  the  blow. 

From  a  letter  written  by  Lieutenant  Bernadou,  commander  of 
the  Winslow,  to  Mr.  W.  H.  Bagley,  brother  of  Ensign  Worth 
Bagley,  the  following  extracts,  telling  of  the  engagement,  are 
taken : 

'•I  have  deemed  it  best  to  wait,  before  writing  you,  until  I  have  suf- 
ficiently convalesced  to  be  myself  again.  Your  brother  had  become  a 
proven  friend,  and  the  remembrance  of  his  loss  awakens  a  keener  pang 
than  the  sense  of  my  bodily  injury.  Still,  life  is  short  for  all  of  us  ;  he 
fell  in  harness;  and  the  Almighty  has  bestowed  upon  him  the  great 
honor  of  calling  upon  him  to  die  for  his  country, — than  which  no  honor 
is  greater. 

"Your  brother  died  instantly.  I  was  standing  about  ten  feet  from  him 
when  he  fell  and  immediately  ran  to  him.  A  glance  conveyed  the  im- 
pression that  life  was  extinct,  and  a  minute's  observation  confirmed  the 
impression.  A  hasty  examination  of  his  wounds  showed  me  that  there 
was  nothing  to  be  done  to  save  him.  His  face  was  composed  ;  I  do  not 
believe  that  he  suffered.  The  remains  were  immediately  removed  to  the 
most  protected  spot  and  covered.  Directly  after  the  fight  I  signaled  to  the 
Wilmington:  '  Send  boat  with  doctor,  many  killed  and  wounded';  and 
upon  transferring  those  that  were  injured,  I  took  your  brother's  body 
with  me  and  saw  it  placed  upon  the  quarter  deck  and  covered  with  the 
flag,  before  having  my  own  wound  dressed. 

"  Your  brother  fell  at  the  end  of  the  action.  Injuries  to  the  machinery 
and  steering  gear  had  made  the  boat  almost  unmanageable.  As  I  found 
that  we  were  working  out  from  under  the  enemy's  batteries  by  alter 
nately  backing  and  going  ahead  with  the  one  remaining  engine,  and  as 
mechanical  communication  with  the  engine  room  was  cut  off,  I  directed 
him  to  watch  the  movement  of  the  vessel ;  to  keep  her  out  of  the  Wil- 
mington's line  of  fire  ;  to  watch  the  man  at  the  reversing  gun  below  and 


see  that  he  obeyed  orders.  This  necessitated  your  brother  making  re- 
peated short  trips  from  the  deck  to  the  foot  of  the  engine  room  ladder.  On 
the  conclusion  of  one  of  these  trips,  he  had  stopped  for  a  moment  on 
deck, presumably  to  watch  the  effect  of  our  (the  Wilmington's)  fire,  which 
was  silencing  the  enemy.  He  came  up  to  me  where  I  was  standing,  near  the 
compass  forward,  and  said:  'Captain,  I'm  sorry  you're  wounded;  I'm 
lucky  in  these  things.'  I  replied  :  '  Well,  old  man,  we've  been  in  a  fight 
this  time  for  sure.'  He  said:  'Shake',-  and  we  shook  hands  and  looked 
one  another  full  in  the  eyes.  A  moment  later  was  a  quick  explosion, — a 
short  snap,  iike  the  report  of  a  pistol ;  your  brother  and  two  fell  dead  ; 
and  two  were  mortally  wounded. 

"After  being  conveyed  to  the  Wilmington,  your  brother's  body  was 
transferred  to  the  revenue  cutter  Hudson  and  arrived  at  Key  West  on 
the  morning  of  the  12th.  Being  anxious  to  convey  to  your  mother  the 
news  of  the  death  of  her  son,  and  to  minimize  the  chance  of  its  coming 
to  her  indirectly ;  and  not  having  your  address  at  hand,  I  wired  to  the 
Mayor  of  Raleigh.  At  about  the  same  time  I  learned  that  Paymaster 
Izard  had  notified  General  Breckinridge,  requesting  him  to  break  the 
news  to  her.     I  trust  that  what  I  did  was  for  the  best. 

The  funeral  of  your  brother  here  took  place  on  the  13th,  when  the 
rites  were  celebrated  in  accordance  with  the  service  of  the  Episcopal 

church Here  at  Key  West,  every  officer's  wife  present,  every  officer 

and  all  the  men  of  the  torpedo  fleet,  vied  with  one  another  in  bestowing 
affectionate  care  and  attention  to  all  that  remained  to  us  of  one  so  gene- 
rally beloved,  respected  and  admired.  And  apart  from  personal  feel- 
ings, I  cannot  but  deplore  the  loss  to  the  service  of  such  a  gallant  fellow, 
the  embodiment  of  all  that  a  young  officer  should  be,  and  who  served  as 
a  model  for  the  best  half  of  the  juniors  of  the  fleet. 

"I  have  been  in  intimate  contact  with  your  brother  for  nearly  five 
months  ;  have  practically  had  no  other  companion  ;  was  dependent  upon 

him  for  many  things,  and  it  is  not  so  easy  for  me  to  write  to  you The 

general  accounts  of  the  fight  published  were  garbled. ..  .Your  brother 
did  not  fall  overboard,  as  stated,  nor  was  he  killed  in  attempting  to 
reach  any  tow  line ;  he  died  instantly  at  his  post,  while  observing  the 
movements  of  the  enemy.  To  the  moment  of  his  end  he  was  as  cool  and 
collected  as  when  demonstrating  his  splendid  abilities  and  judgment  on 
the  field  of  athletic  contest." 

Lieutenant  Bernadou's  official  report  of  the  engagement  to  the 
Secretary  of  the  Navy  in  full,  is  as  follows : 

Convent  Hospital,  Key  West,  Fla.,  May  16th,  189S. 
The  Honorable  Secretary  of  the  Navy: 
Sir— 

1.  I  respectfully  submit  the  following  report  of  the  action  off  Cardenas, 
Cuba,  as  participated  in  by  the  U.  S.  torpedo  boat  Winslow,  to  supple- 
ment the  summarized  statement  submitted  by  me  on  the  nth  inst.,  the 
day  of  the  fight. 

2.  The  Winslow  arrived  off  Cardenas  from  Matanzas  at  9  a.  m.  on  the 
nth,  having  left  her  station  on  the  blockade  to  obtain  an  additional  sup- 
ply of  coal,  the  amount  of  fuel  in  her  bunkers  being  reduced  to  five  tons. 
The  U.  S.  S.  Machias  and  Wilmington  were  found  at  Peidras  Cay.  Upon 
making  application  to  Captain  Merry  the  senior  officer  present,  I  was 
directed  to  apply  to  Captain  Todd,  commanding  U.  S.  S.  Wilmington, 
for  necessary  supplies.    • 


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3.  On  boarding  the  U.  S.  S.  Wilmington,  I  was  informed  by  her  com- 
manding officer  of  his  intention  to  enter  Cardenas  harbor  on  the  aftei- 
noon  of  that  day.  Of  the  three  channels  leading  through  the  Cays,  two 
were  believed  to  be  mined  ;  there  remained  unexplored  a  third  channel 
between  Romero  and  Blanco  Cays,  over  which  the  minimum  depth  of 
water,  as  shown  by  the  chart,  was  one  and  three-quarter  fathoms.  As  the 
rise  of  tide  at  this  place  was  about  one  and  one-half  feet,  and  as  the  Wil- 
mington drew  scant  ten  feet,  I  was  directed  to  receive  on  board  a  Cuban 
pilot,  Santos,  to  take  with  me  the  revenue  cutter  Hudson  to  sweep  the 
channel  for  torpedos.  This  work  I  completed  by  noon,  except  the  sweep- 
ing of  the  channel,  which  could  not  be  clone  on  account  of  the  grounding 
of  the  Hudson.  That  vessel  touched  lightly  but  managed  to  work  oft  with- 
out injury  The  Winslow,  therefore,  dragged  the  channel  with  grapnels 
and  returned  to  the  Wilmington,  reporting  to  Captain  Todd  upon  the 
practicability  of  the  entrance. 

4.  The  entrance  was  begun  at  12:30,  high  tide,  the  Hudson  on  the 
starboard  side  and  the  Winslow  on  the  port  side  of  the  Wilmington 
pssisting  in  marking  out  shoal  water.  No  vesse's  were  in  sight  on  enter- 
ing Cardenas  bay,  save  two  square-rigged  merchantmen  with  sails  un- 
bent, anchored  directly  off  the  town.  As  it  was  thought  possible  that 
gunboats  might  attempt  to  escape,  the  Hudson  was  sent  along  the  west- 
ern side  and  the  eastern  side  of  the  bay  to  intercept  them  in  ev<  nt  of 
such  movement ;  not  finding  them,  the  three  vessels  met  off  the  town  at 
a  distance  of  about  3500  yards.  When  in  this  position,  the  Window  was 
signalled  to  approach  the  Wilmington  within  hail  and  I  was  directed  by 
Captain  Todd  to  go  in  and  investigate  a  small  gunboat  then  observed  for 
the  first  time. — painted  grey,  with  black  smokestack,  apparently  not  un- 
der steam  and  moored  to  a  wharf,  to  the  left  of  which  arose  a  compact 
mass  of  buildings  close  to  the  water  front.  Torpedoes  were  set  for  sur- 
face runs,  the  fans  upon  the  war  noses  were  run  up,  so  as  to  provide 
for  explosion  at  short  range  for  use  alongside  of  the  gunboat,  and  all  pre- 
parations were  made  for  immediate  action. 

5.  At  a  distance  of  about  1500  yards,  at  which  time  the  Winslow  was  ad- 
vancing about  12  knots/which  seems  her  maximum  speed  in  quite  shoal 
water,  the  first  gun  of  the  engagement  was  fired  from  the  bow  of  the  Span- 
ish gunboat,  marked  by  a  clear  puff  of  white  smoke.  This  shot,  which 
passed  over  the  Winslow,  was  at  once  replied  to  by  that  ship  and  was 
the  signal  for  the  commencement  from  the  beach  of  a  rapidly  sustained 
fire,  characterized  primarily  by  a  total  absence  of  smoke.  At  the  com- 
mencement of  this  firing,  I  received  a  flesh  wound  in  the  left  thigh.  As 
the  action  advanced,  a  cloud  ot  haze  collected  on  shore  at  the  location  of 
this  battery,  and  when  closest  I  detected  one  or  two  gun  Hashes  from 
among  the  buildings,  but  at  no  time  could  I  detect  the  exact  position  ot 
the  guns.  My  uncertaintv  as  to  the  position  of  the  enemy  was  attested 
to  by  the  commanding  officer  of  the  Hudson  and  by  officers  command- 
ing gun  divisions  on  the  Wilmington,  who  enquired  of  me  shortly  after 
the  action  what  I  made  out  to  be  the  enemy's  exact  position. 

6.  At  this  time  the  wind  w^s  blowing  from  the  ships  toward  the  shore. 
The  first  shot  that  pierced  the  Winslow  rendered  her  steam  and  hand 
steering  gear  inoperative  and  damaged  them  beyond  repair.  Efforts  to 
work  the  hand  steering  gear  from  aft  were  frustrated  by  the  wrecking  of 
that  mechanism  and  the  rupture  of  both  wheel  ropes  ;  relieving  tackles 
failed  to  operate  the  rudder.  For  a  short  time  the  vessel  was  held  in  her 
bows  on  position  by  use  of  her  propellers.  She  then  swung  broad  side 
to  the  enemy.  A  shot  now  pierced  her  engine  room,  rendering  one 
engine  inoperative.     I  directed  my  attention  to  maintaining  fire  from  her 


i-pounder  guns,  to  keeping  the  vessel  constantly  in  movement,  so  as  to 
reduce  the  chances  of  her  being  hit,  to  endeavoring  to  withdraw  from 
close  range  and  to  keeping  clear  of  the  line  of  fire  of  the  Wilmington  and 
Hudson.  The  use  of  the  remaining  engine,  however,  had  the  effect  of 
throwing  her  stern  towards  the  enemy  upon  backing,  while  going  ahead 
threw  her  bow  in  the  same  direction.  Under  the  heavy  fire  of  the  Wil- 
mington the  fire  of  the  enemy  slackened  ;  the  Spanish  gunboat  was 
silenced  and  put  out  of  action  early  in  the  engagement. 

7.  The  Winslow  now  being  practically  disabled,  I  signalled  to  the 
Hudson  to  tow  us  out  of  action;  she  very  gallantly  approached  us  and 
we  succeeded  in  getting  a  line  to  her.  Previous  to  this,  the  alternate 
rapid  backing  and  steaming  ahead  of  the  Winslow  had  had  the  effect  of 
working  her  out  irom  under  the  enemy's  batteries,  ana  in  this  way  a  dis- 
tance of  about  300  yards  was  gained.  Finding  that  we  were  working  out 
in  this  manner.  I  directed  Ensign  Bagley  to  concentrate  his  attention 
upon  the  movement  of  the  ship,  watching  the  vessel  so  as  to  keep  her 
out  of  the  Wilmington's  way  and  to  direct  the  movements  of  the  man  at 
the  reversing  gear,  mechanical  communication  from  deck  to  engine  being 
impracticable  This  necessitated  Mr.  Bagley's  making  repeated  short 
trips  from  the  deck  to  the  foot  of  the  engine  room  ladder.  While  directing 
the  vessel's  course  and  atthe  moment  of  being  on  deck,  he  stood  abreast  of 
the  starboard  gun,  close  to  a  group  of  men  who  had  been  stationed  below, 
but  who  had  been  sent  on  deck  from  the  disabled  machinery.  A  shell 
hitting,  I  believe,  a  hose-reel,  exploded  instantly,  killing  Ensign  Bagley 
and  two  others  and  mortally  wounding  two.  This  accident,  which  oc- 
curred at  the  close  of  the  action,  was  virtually  its  end  ;  the  enemy  fired  a 
few  more  shots,  but  was  soon  completely  silenced  by  the  heavy  firing  of 
the  Wilmington.  The  conduct  of  Ensign  Bagley.  and  of  the  men  with 
him  as  well  as  that  of  the  crew  who  survived  the  fight,  is  beyond  commen- 
dation. After  seeing  the  dead  and  wounded  removed  from  the  Winslow 
and  conveyed  on  board  the  Wilmington,  I  turned  over  the  command  of 
the  ship  to  Gunner's  Mate  G.  P.  Brady,  my  own  injury  preventing  me 
from  performing  active  duty  for  the  time  being. 

I  have  the  honor  to  remain,  sir, 

Your  obedient  servant, 

John  B.  Bernadou, 

Lieut.,  U.  S.  Navy. 

The  papers  published  many  and  varied  accounts  of  the  engage- 
ment.    The  official  report  here  given  makes  it  necessary  to  print 
but  one  newspaper  extract.     Concluding  a  graphic  account  in  the 
New  York  Journal,  dated  Key  West,  May  12th,  Mr.  Vincent  S 
Cooke  writes : 

''  The  engagement  at  Cardenas  was  not  a  lost  fight  by  any  means  al- 
though the  ships  withdrew  in  caring  for  the  Winslow.  The  Spanish  loss 
in  killed  and  wounded  is  not  known,  but  the  chances  are  that  it  will  be 
soon.  It  is  said  that  the  Machias  and  Wilmington  were  to  enter  the 
harbor  and  shell  Cardenas  at  once. 

•'  The  death  of  these  men  has  cast  a  gloom  over  the  people  h  r<\  All 
Flags  are  at  half-mast.  Ensign  Bagley  is  well  known,  and  while  the 
ll  ;et  was  here  was  a  general  favorite.  He  was  known  as  a  fe  irless  yi  lung 
officer  and  was  well  thought  of  by  his  superiors.  Captain  Todd,  of  the 
Wilmington,  who  gave  the  order  to  go  into  Cardenas  Harbor,  was  espec- 


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ially  fond  of  Bagley,  and  more  than  once,  in  speaking  of  the  young  offi- 
cer, said  :  "  He's  got  the  right  material  in  him." 

"Lieutenant  Bernadou  was  also  fond  of  Bagley.  The  men  on  the 
Hudson  say  they  never  saw  greater  courage  than  Bagley  and  his  men 
exhibited  while  standing  unprotected  on  the  Winslow,  waiting  to  catch 
the  Hudson's  line.  The  air  was  full  of  shots,  and  every  instant  was  fraught 
with  danger,  but  Bagley  coolly  stood  by  his  men.  knowing  that  unless  a 
line  was  gotten  the  Winslow  would  be  shot  into  ribbons  and  sunk. 
"  Describing  the  fight,  Captain  Newcomb  ot  the  Hudson  said  : 
"We  were  in  a  trap.  There  were  masked  batteries  at  several  points, 
and  neither  the  Machias  nor  the  Wilmington  could  aid  us  much,  owing 
to  the  shallow  water.  Batteries  opened  on  us  from  all  sides— behind 
trees,  bushes,  houses  and  other  places.  I  think  the  guns  used  by  the 
masked  batteries  were  field  pieces." 

Cardenas  is  an  important  point.  It  is  pronounced  Kar-day-nas, 
accent  on  the  first  syllable.  It  means  "  of  a  purple  color."  Car- 
denas Bay,  in  which  the  encounter  took  place,  is  a  picturesque  har- 
bor, 70  miles  west  of  Havana.  It  is  broad  and  shallow,  with  two  jut- 
ting fangs  of  land  close  at  the  mouth  and  a  picket  line  of  coral  keys 
outside,  and  its  surface  is  studded  with  other  green  crowned  keys, 
through  which  the  tortuous  channel,  scarce  t\\  o  fathoms  deep,  winds 
and  twists  its  way  to  where  the  city  of  Cardenas  lies  nestled  under 
the  angle  of  the  sloping  hills,  fully  seven  miles  from  the  entrance. 
Its  value  to  the  American  cause  and  General  Lee's  estimate  of 
Ensign  Bagley,  are  thus  given  in  the  Washington  ( D.  C.)  Times 
of  May  13th  : 

"Maj.  Gen.  Fitzhugh  Lee,  who  is  spoken  of  as  the  most  likely  man 
for  the  post  of  military  governor  of  Cuba  until  the  republic  is  established 
firmly,  said  yesterday  that  Cardenas,  which  was  attacked  yesterday  by 
four  American  gunboats,  was  an  important  point,  strategetically,  to  be 
possessed  by  the  United  States  forces. 

"About  twenty  miles  back  in  the  country,  at  Jovellenes.  I  think  it  is. 
all  the  railroads  of  Cuba  form  a  juncture,  and,  with  Cardenas  in  the  hands 
of  the  Americans,  the  investment  of  Havana  would  be  materially  advan- 
ced by  the  possession  of  that  place,"  said  Gen.  Lee.  "No  supplies 
could  reach  Havana  by  the  regular  channels  from  the  interior,  and,  with 
the  blockading  fleet  in  front  of  the  city,  its  fate  would  soon  be  determin- 
ed finally.  In  my  opinion,  the  attack  upon  Cardenas  was  for  the  purpose 
of  getting  at  Jovellenes. 

"Gen.  Lee  was  told  that  the  official  dispatches  gave  the  number  of 
killed  as  five  and  of  wounded  as  three.  Referring  to  Ensign  Bagley, 
Gen.  Lee  said  : 

"  He  was  a  gallant  lad,  and  1  am  sorry  he  is  gone.  He  was  a  worthy 
fellow  and  brave  as  a  lion.  I'll  bet  he  made  a  good  fight.  But  we  must 
not  take  our  losses  too  much  to  heart  War  means  bloodshed  upon 
both  sides,  and  we  are  bound  to  lose  many  brave  lads  before  we  drag 
down  the  yellow  ensign  of  Spain  from  the  ramparts  of  Morro." 

In  Collier's  Weekly  of  June  4th,  Mr.  James  H.  Hare,  staff  pho- 
tographer, writing  of  an  expedition  to  Gomez's  camp,  tells  of  an 


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adventure  with  the  Winslow,  as  his  party  was  trying  to  escape  the 
Spaniards  to  reach  an  American  ship  : 

"  Suddenly  we  saw  smoke  in  the  distance  ;  it  was  evident  we  had  been 
sighted.  The  outlines  of  a  boat  appeared.  Then  smoke  became  more 
distinct.  The  boat  was  certainly  bearing  down  on  us.  What  was  it.  Our 
glasses  were  trained  on  it.  It  loomed  up,  larger  and  larger,  '"bow  on" 
all  the  time,  so  we  could  not  decide  whether  it  was  a  Spanish  gunboat  or 
one  of  our  own  craft,  until  at  last  "Old  Glory"  was  recognized  and  our 
anxiety  was  at  an  end. 

''Bang!"  went  a  shot.  We  hove  to  immediately.  "Bang!"  went 
another,  evidently  a  shotted  gun,  by  the  sound. 

"  Let  down  your  sails!"  we  shouted  to  the  sailor.  "Hurry  up!"  That 
is  an  American  expression,  but  he  understood  it. 

''  By  this  time  we  personally  had  been  recognized,  and  as  we  lay  to, 
awaiting  instructions  from  the  torpedo  boat,  we  sang  the  Doxology — 
perhaps  not  very  musically,  but  I  will  guarantee  with  as  much  sincerity 
as  it  had  ever  known,  for  our  own  "  Winslow"  now  had  us  in  charge. 

"We  were  taken  to  the  "Machias,"  where  the  captain  and  officers 
made  us  very  welcome,  and  food  was  set  before  us  that  we  t;hall  never 
forget,  for  it  w  is  the  first  civilized  meal  we  had  eaten  in  two  weeks. 

u  vVe  joked  the  "  Winslow's"  officers,  Lieutenant  Rernadou  and  En- 
sign Bagley,  about  the  prize  they  thought  they  had  in  view  when  they 
bore  down  on  us.  This  was  on  Sunday,  May  8,  On  the  following  Thurs- 
day I  photographed  the  remains  of  Ensign  Bngley  and  some  of  his  crew 
and  later  attended  their  funeral ;  they  had  been  killed  in  action  off  Car- 
denas— '"  the'.fortunes  of  war,"  with  a  vengeance." 

The  New  York  Herald's  staff  correspondent,  sent  an  interview 
that  was  published  May  13th,  with  Ensign  Bagley,  indicating 
that  he  had  premonitions  of  the  fate  that  was  in  store  for  him  : 

"  Key  West,  Fla.,  Thursday. — The  death  of  Ensign  Bagley  recalls  a 
story  written  after  an  in  erview  with  him  on  April  29,  which  was  surpres- 
sed  by  the  censor,  who  feared  that  it  might  cause  Bagley's  friends  un- 
necessary alarm.  * 

"From  the  Her\ld's  despatch  boat  Albert  F.  Dewey  I  had  boarded 
the  Wins'owto  take  papers  and  news  bulletins  to  Lieutenant  Bemadou. 
After  talking  some  minutes  with  him  I  turned  to  Ensign  Bagley  with 
some  rem  irk  about  the  troubles  which  li  id  befallen  his  fellow  executive 
officers  of  the  torpedo  fleet.     His  rejoinder  was  : — 

"  Yes,  I  hear  that  Boyd  (of  the  torpedo  boat  Cushing)  is  in  trouble 
through  no  fault  of  his  own,  That  puts  it  right  up  to  me.  I'm  sorry 
about  Boyd,  for  I  am  sure  that  the  accident  to  the  Cushing  was  not  due 
to  his  carelessn  jss.  Now,  I  suppose  you  will  say  that  I  am  superstitious 
but  I  must  admit  that  the  fatalities  which  have  pursued  us  have  given  me 
some  moments  of  sombre  thought. 

"There  was  poor  Breckinridge,  my  classmate,  executive  officer  of  the 
Cushing.  who  was  swept  overboard  between  Key  West  and  Havana  and 
drowned.  Then  Bostwick,  executive  officer  of  the  Ericsson,  who  was 
knocked  overboard  in  a  collision  with  a  schooner,  had  his  chest  caved  in 
and  was  all  but  drowned.  He  is  now  slowly  recovering.  Baldwin,  ex- 
ecutive officer  of  the  Cushing,  successor  of  Breckinridge  and  predeces- 
sor of  Boyd,  took  his  turn  next.  He  was  knocked  down  an  open  hatch- 
way and  had  his  ribs  broken.  He  will  not  be  out  of  the  hospital  until 
the  war  is  over. 


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'•There  they  are.  the  four  BV— Breckinridge,  Bostwick,  Baldwin  and 
Boyd.  I  am  the  fifth  and  last— Bagley.  I  have  never  been  superstitious, 
but  for  a  week  I  have  had  mysterious  intuitions  that  I  am  not  to  escape. 
I  will  make  the  list  complete— of  that  I  am  certain.  I  only  hope  that  my 
trouble  will  not  be  serious  enough  to  take  me  out  of  the  fight." 

"  Bagley's  closing  remarks  were  made  in  a  laughing  manner,  as  though 
he  would  not  have  me  take  them  seriously.  Yet  it  was  easily  seen  that 
the  premonition  of  serious  trouble  had  taken  a  strong  hold'  upon  him. 
At  any  rate,  the  fate  of  the  'B's'  is  complete,  and  the  torpedo  boats  are 
now  expected  by  the  "jackies,"  who  are  always  superstitious,  to  have 
better  luck  In  the  future." 


CHAPTER  VII. 

ANTE-BURIAL    SERVICE    AT    KEY    WEST. 

THE  body  of  the  young  Ensign  was  carried  to  Key  West, 
where  it  was  embalmed.  There,  as  well  as  all  other  points 
where  his  ship  had  headquarters,  he  had  made  warm  friends. 
The  officer  ordered  by  the  Navy  Department  to  accompany  the 
body  from  Key  West  to  Raleigh  was  at  Cardenas  and  did  not 
receive  the  orders  in  time.  The  exigencies  of  the  war  thus  pre- 
venting a  naval  funeral  at  his  home,  the  authorities  at  Key  West 
arranged  to  have  ante-burial  services  in  that  place  on  the  after- 
noon of  May  13th.  These  services  were  held  by  Rev.  Gilbert 
Higgs,  rector  of  St.  Paul's  Protestant  Episcopal  church,  who  had 
formerly  been  rector  at  Jackson  and  Warrenton,  N.  C.  From  a 
letter,  dated  May  14th  written  by  Dr.  Higgs  to  Rev.  Dr.  M.  M. 
Marshall,  rector  of  Christ  church,  Raleigh,  these  extracts  are 
taken  : 

"  Yesterday  I  read  the  ante  burial  service  over  the  remains  of  the  late 
Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  Raleigh,  N.  C  He  was  the  first  officer  killed  in 
battle  in  our  war  with  Spain  ....  I  write  to  vou  thinking  it  might  be  a 
comfort  to  his  parents  and  family  to  hear  through  vou  that  his' remains 
were  sent  to  them  from  God's  house  and  to  know  that  not  only  a  large 
representation  of  the  Navy  and  Army,  but  many  of  our  citizens  were 
present  in  the  church  and  afterwards  in  a  procession,  the  casket  covered 
with  flowers  and  emblems,  the  body  was  borne  to  the  steamer  leaving 

that  evening  for  Tampa For  many  things  I  love  North  Carolina,  its 

people,  and  feel  it  an  honor  to  the  State  that  she  can  claim  the  first  martyr 
in  the  nation's  call  to  arms,  and  it  is  a  great  satisfaction  to  me  to  have 
been  here  to  minister  the  last  rites  before  the  interment." 


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The  following  is  the  Associated  Press  telegram  giving-  an  ac- 
count of  the  funeral  at  Key  West: 

"Key  West,  Fla..  May  13th. 

"The  remains  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley.  of  the  torpedo  boat  VVinslow, 
were  sent  to  Jacksonville  this  evening  to  his  brother  there,  from  which 
point  they  will  be  taken  to  his  home  in  Raleigh,  NT.  C.  Brief  funeral  ser- 
vices were  held  at  St.  Paul's  Episcopal  church,  the  Rev.  Dr.  Gilbert 
Higgs  officiating.  A  number  of  officers,  with  a  guard  of  marines  and 
sailors  from  many  ships,  escorted  the  body  to  the  church.  The  Stars  and 
Stripes  and  a  number  of  floral  offerings  covered  the  coffin.  At  the  con- 
clusion of  the  services  many  passed  near  the  casket  to  take  a  last 
look  upon  the  face  of  the  dead.  The  casket  was  borne  by  six  sailors, 
immediately  followed  by  the  pall  bearers  selected  from  among  Ensign 
Bagley's  personal  friends.  Then  came  fifteen  survivors  of  the  torpedo 
boat  VVinslow,  who  showed  much  emotion  as  they  gazed  upon  the  dead 
officer. 

"Most  of  the  fleet  officers  attended  the  services  and  marched  to  the 
wharf.  A  salute  was  given  when  the  body  was  placed  on  the  steamer 
Mascotte." 

The  New  York  World's  account  of  the  funeral  contains  these 

additional  particulars  : 

"  The  commander  and  executive  officer  of  every  warship  in  Key  West 
harbor  was  in  the  procession,  and  all  lifted  their  gold-embroidered  caps 
and  stood  in  attention  as  the  body  passed. 

"  Worth  Bagley  was  the  first  officer  of  the  United  States  to  fall  in  a 
naval  engagement  of  the  present  war. 

"  Only  a  few  weeks  ago  he  remarked  :  '  It  is  the  ambition  of  my  life  to 
have  a  shot  at  Spain.' 

"  He  had  that  one  shot,  and  it  cost  him  his  life. 

"  While  at  Annapolis  he  played  on  the  foot-ball  eleven.  For  two  years 
he  was  full-back,  and  men  who  were  plebes  when  he  was  an  upper  class- 
man will  tell  you  to-day  that  no  one  ever  went  to  Annapolis  who  could 
play  foot-ball  like  Bagley.  He  graduated  in  1895  and  was  on  the  Maine, 
until  Commander  Bernadou,  of  the  VVinslow,  sent  for  him  and  made 
him  executive  officer,  a  great  honor  for  an  Ensign  of  twenty-four. 

"At  Annapolis  the  three  greatest  cronies  were  Breckinridge,  Merritt 
and  Bagley.  Breckinridge  was  washed  overboard  and  drowned  trom  the 
deck  of  the  torpedo  boat  Gushing  in  a  storm  just  outside  of  Morro  Castle, 
Merritt  went  down  with  the  Maine  and  his  body  was  never  recovered." 

In  the  account  in  the  Washington  Times,  still  more  particulars 

are  given : 

"The  body  was  escorted  to  the  church  and  thence  to  the  boat  by  a 
guard  of  fifty  marines,  and  an  equal  number  of  bluejackets  from  the 
torpedo  boats  now  in  the  harbor,  including  a  color-guard  for  the  draped 
Hag. 

"  Ten  junior  officers  acted  as  honorary  pall  bearers.  The  coffin  was 
covered  with  the  flag,  on  which  the  dead  man's  sword  rested  among 
flowers." 

Among  the  tender  letters  received  by  his  mother  was  one  from 

a  Key  West,  lady,  at  whose  home  he  had   spent  the  last  evening 

ashore.     Under  date  of  May  14th,  she  writes  : 


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''The  precious  remains  of  your  sou  were  taken  to  our  church.  St. 
Paul's,  yesterday  afternoon.  The  casket  was  borne  by  eight  sailors  from 
his  ship  ;  it  was  draped  with  his  flag,  and  kind  hearts  placed  on  it  God's 
choicest  gifts,  sweet  flowers.  The  church  was  filled  with  sympathizing 
friends  who.  alter  the  service,  followed  the  body  to  the  steamer.  . .  .The 
beautiful  hymn  sung  at  the  service  was:  'When  our  heads  are  bowed 
with  woe.'  " 

Capt.  C.  M.  Chester,  commander  of  the  U.  S.  S.  Cincinnati, 
writing  from  Key  West,  Fla.,  on  May  13th,  to  Mrs.  Bagley,  gives 
an  account  of  the  funeral  and  his  estimate  of  the  young  Ensign: 

■"  It  was  my  sad  yet  agreeable  duty  to  have  charge  of  the  ceremonies 
attending  the  funeral  of  your  son  Worth  to-day,  and  they  were  made 
more  sad  and  also  more  agreeable  by  the  fact  that  he  was  under  my  care 
as  Commandant  of  Cadets  at  Annapolis  for  nearly  four  years.  There  I 
learned  to  have  a  high  regard  for  his  manly  and  sterling  qualities,  and  I 
always  felt  that  whatever  difficulties  came  up  his  honor  and  integrity 
could  be  relied  upon. 

•'■  Full  of  courage  and  youthful  vigor,  he  has  met  the  death  that  we  who 
are  approaching  the  three  score  years  limit  of  life,  envy.  Yet,  for  him  with 
his  life  all  before  him,  we  almost  doubt  the  Divine  will  that  orders  such 
things.  We  must,  however,  bow  to  it,  and  I  trust  the  Father  who  doeth 
all  things  well  will  give  you  strength  to  bear  this  great  affliction.  May 
He  comfort  you  with  the  thought  that  you  have  such  a  noble  boy,  and 

with  the  knowledge  that  all  his  friends  loved  him With  great  respect 

for  the  mother  of  one  so  worthy." 

Writing  under  date  of  May  16th,  at  Key  West,  Fla.,  Mr.  Wal- 
ter B.  Izard,  of  the  U.  S.  S.  Machias,  who  had  been  a  class-mate 
of  Ensign  Bagley 's  at  Annapolis,  says: 

"  [  was  ordered  by  the  Department  to  accompany  his  body  North,  but  as 
we  have  only  just  returned  from  Cardenas,  I  did  not  receive  them.   I  would 

like  to  have  done  something  for  him  at  the  last Everything  that  was 

possible  was  done I  want  to  express  mv  deepest  sympathy  for  you  a". 

the  loss  of  your  noble  son.  I  had  known  Worth  so  long  and  intimately 
that  it  seems  hard  to  realize  that  so  true  an  officer  should  be  taken 
from  us." 

The  casket  containing  all  that  was  mortal  of  Ensign  Worth 
Bagley,  U.  S.  N.,  reached  Jacksonville  Sunday  morning.  To  that 
point  the  oldest  brother  of  the  dead  officer  had  come  to  take 
home  the  body  of  the  noble  youth  who  had  given  up  his  life  for 
his  country. 


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CHAPTER  VIII. 

THE    FUNERAL    IN    RALEIGH. 

THE  following  account,  with  a  lew  additions,  of  the  funeral  held 
in  Capitol  Square,  Raieigh,  N.  C,  at  the  foot  of  Houdon's 
statue  of  Washington,  Monday  afternoon  May  16th,  is  taken  from 
Tuesday  morning's  News  and  Observer  : 

''Yesterday  afternoon  at  5  o'clock  when  the  funeral  open  air  exercises 
were  in  progress  in  the  capitol  square. u\'cr  the  body  of  Ensign  Bagley, 
the  United  States  flag  over  the  quaint  old  building  was  exultant  in  the 
sweet  wind  from  the  south. 

"  It  seemed  typical  of  the  pride  of  this  great  nation  in  the  thrilling 
valor  of  this  youth  from  the  Old  North  State. 

"There  he  la}-  under  the  tall  green  elms  the  casket  wrapped  in  colors 
overlaid  with  spear  of  palm  and  wreath  of  ivy.  The  casket  rested  on  a 
caisson-shaped  pedestal. 

"It  contained  the  bodv  of  Worth  Bagley,  Ensign,  U.  S.  N.,  Torpedo 
Boat  Winslow,  killed  May  nth,  in  an  action  off  Cardenas,  while  at  his 
post  of  duty, 

"At  1.30  p.  m.  a  detail  of  forty-eight  men  from  the  Governor's  Guard, 
Co.  K,  as  a  special  escort,  accompanied  the  remains  to  the  capitol  from 
the  home  of  Mrs  Bagley.  The  casket  wrapped  in  a  large  United  States 
flag,  completely  covered  with  beautiful  floral  decorations,  was  lifted  on 
the  shoulders  of  six  non-commissioned  officers,  chosen  to  act  as  body 
bearers,  Sergeants  Bunch,  Broughton,  Remington,  Snipe,  Perry  and 
Hughes,  and  borne  from  the  home  and  placed  on  the  caisson,  which 
was  draped  in  black.  Its  six  horses  had  also  black  coverings  and  each 
was  led  by  a  United  States  soldier.  They  were  followed  by  the  follow- 
ing officers  of  the  First  and  Second  Regiments  of  North  Carolina  Volun- 
teers, who  acted  as  honorary  pall-bearers  :  Capt.  Crawford,  ot  the  G<  v- 
ernor's  Guard,  Raleigh  ;  Capt.  Robertson,  of  the  Hornets'  Nest  Riflts. 
Charlotte  ;  Capt.  Michie,  of  the  Durham  Eight  Infantry  ;  Capt.  MacRae, 
of  the  Wilmington  Light  Infantry  ;  Capt.  Bain,  of  the  Goklsboro  Rifles  ; 
Capt.  Gray,  of  theGuiiford  Grays,  Greensboro.  The  caisson,  completely 
covered  with  flowers,  accompanied  by  the  military  escort,  moved  slowly 
to  thecapitol.  Along  Fayetteville  street  the  cortege  moved  with  grim 
bareness,  the  honors  being  those  of  a  Brigadier  General.  As  the  caisson 
passed  along  heads  were  bowed  and  bared  before  the  loved  boy  t<  1  win  111 
those  of  his  home  were  glad  to  do  such  honor,  and  the  sidewalks  were 
deep  with  the  people  and  the  windows  sombre  with  the  tears  on  the  faces 
of  women. 

"The  body  at  the  capitol,  in  the  rotunda  under  the  dome,  for  two 
hours  lay  in  state,  though  the  face  was  not  exposed,  and  while  this  was 
justly  considered  wise,  it  may  be  grateful  to  friends  to  say  that  the  face 
was  splendid  to  look  upon  and  not  disfigured,  as  has  been  incorrectly 
sent  out  by  the  press.  Floral  designs  were  sent  up  from  the  home  by  the 
wagon  load,  and  were  eagerly  taken  by  loving  hands,  men,  women  and 
children  alike,  and  disposed  about  the  circular  area  under  the  dome. 
Elaborate  designs  had  been  sent  by  friends,  cities  and  organizations  from 


SNAP  SHOTS-FOOT-BALL  FIELD  AND  SUMMED  CRUISE. 

SPOILING    A    SNAP    BACK.       (bACLEY   AT    RIGHT   END    OF   CROWD.) 
NAVY    GOES   AROUND    THE   END    FOR   TEN    YARDS.       (BACLEY  AT  CENTRE,   TO  LEFT  OF  REFF.  REE.) 
SUMMER    CRUISE   ON    "CONSTELLATION.  "       (bACLEY  AND  BRECKINRIDGE  IN  WORKING  SUITS.) 
BAGLEY   AND   IZARD   IN   POSITION   FOR   PLACE  KICK  FOR   GOAL.       (.BACLEY  STANDING.) 


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all  parts  of  the -country.  Remaining  under  charge  of  the  military  detArV 
the  casket  was  viewed  by  thousands  of  people  who  walked  reverently 
through  the  corridors  of  the  capitol  until  the  arrival  ol   the  Brigade  at 

3.3O  p.  HI. 

"All  places  of  business  in  the  city  were  closed  promptly  at  4  o'clock 
and  shortly  after  that  hour  the  reverent  throng  withdrew  from  the  ro- 
tunda and  corridors  that  the  family  might  be  alone  with  their  dead. 

14  Soon  the  casket  was  again  lifted  on  the  shoulders  of  the  soldier  body- 
bearers.  Preceded  by  all  of  the  city  clergy  and  several  ministers  from  a 
distance,  all  reading  in  unison  the  solemn  and  beautiful  scripture,  begin- 
ning '  I  am  the  Resurrection  and  the  Life,'  and  followed  by  the  family,  the 
body  was  borne  along  the  line  of  the  special  escort,  which  was  standing 
with  '  present  arms'  formation  to  the  catafalque  at  the  south  end  of  the 
broad  terrace  which  overlooked  the  length  of  FayetteviUe  street.  The  fan> 
•ily,  with  its  large  connection  was  seated  on  the  right  of  the  casket,  the 
ministers  in  the  rear,  immediately  in  front  of  the  statue  of  Washington. 
'On  the  left  were  the  choir,  the  honorary  pail-bearers,  and  behind  them  the 
State  and  City  officials,  State  Supreme  Court  and  Federal  judges,  and 
the  class  mates  of  Ensign  Bagley  at  Morson  and  Benson's  Academy. 
Around  were  delegations  from  many  towns  and  cities,  students  from 
Morsotfs  Academy,  children  of  the  Centennial  and  Murphey  graded 
schools,  and  young  ladies  of  Peace  Institute  and  St.  Mary's.  Outside  oi 
all  those  who  had  been  assigned  places  nearest  the  remains,  the  battalion 
•of  cadets  from  the  Agricultural  and  Mechanical  college,  under  command 
of  Major  Staocell,  were  formed  in  a  large  circle.  Beyond  these  were  the 
students  of  Shaw  University,  and  the  children  of  Garfield  and  Washing- 
ton graded  schools,  and  the  thousands  of  men,  women  and  children 
from  a  hundred  towns,  cities  and  hamlets  who  had  gathered  to  Join  with 
the  people  of  Raleigh  to  pay  honor  to  Raleigh's  noble  martyr-hero. 

"The  Brigade,  including  the  First  and  Second  Regiments  of  North 
Carolina  Volunteers,  under  command  of  Colonel  Armfield,  was  formed 
on  FayetteviUe  street. 

"Thefuneral  services  were  conducted  by  Rev.  Eugene  Daniel,  D.  D., 
pastor  of  the  First  Presbyterian  church,  of  which  Ensign  Bagley  was  a 
member,  assisted  by  Rev.  W.  C,  Norman,  D  D.,  pastor  of  Edenton 
Street  Methodist  church;  Rev.  M.  M.  Marshall,  D.  D.,  rector  of  Christ 
Protestant  Episcopal  church,  and  Rev.  Thos.  E.  Skinner.  D.  D..  of  the 
Baptist  church.  The  choir  consisted  of  the  following  persons:  Mrs.  M. 
P.  Baumann,  Mrs.  J.  J  Thomas,  Mrs.  D.  H.  Hamilton,  Mrs.  Chas.  Mc- 
Kimmon,  Miss  Minnie  Tucker,  Miss  Potter.  Miss  Bessie  Bates.  Miss  Ada 
Womble.  Miss  Josephine  Mitchell,  Miss  Mary  Dinwiddie,  Mr.  W.  S. 
Primrose,  Mr.  T.  K.  Bruner,  Mr.  Chas  Newcomb,  Mr.  Leo  D.  Heartt, 
with  accompanists.  Miss  Bettie  Dinwiddie,  organ,  Mr.  Sam  Parrish, 
organ,  and  Mr.  J.  D.  Turner,  trombone. 

"The  services  began  with  a  hymn  :  "The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to 
War,"  sung  by  the  full  choir,  with  organ  and  trombone  accompani1- 
ment. 

"Rev.  Thos.  E.  Skinner,  D.  D.,  of  the  Baptist  church,  then  offered 
an  appropriate  prayer. 

"  Mrs.  Chas.  McKimmon  sang  with  touching  pathos  a  favorite  selection 
of  Ensign  Bagley.  the  music  of  which  is  by  the  wife  o(  Commander 
Crowninshield,  U.  S.  N.: 

<l  There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright  that  all  that  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught. 


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A  [sad  upon  whose  blissful  shore 
There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain  ; 

There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again 

Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skits, 
With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light  ; 

It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  the  calm,  serene  abode  ; 
A  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 

Within  the  paradise  of  God." 

Rev.  W.  C.  Norman,  D.  D  .  of  Edenton  Street  M.  E.  church,  Sooth, 
read  the  90th  Psalm,  commencing  '  Lord  thou  hast  been  our  dwel.ing 
place  in  all  generations. 

"  A  quartette,  Mrs.  Chas  McKimnion,  soprano  ;  Sirs.  J.  J.  Thomas,, 
contralto;  Mr.  Chas.  Neweomb,  tenor,  and  Mr.  W.  S.  Primrose,  bassv 
then  chanted  the  beautiful  hymn  : 

"  'Abide  with  Me,  Fast  Falls- the  Eventide/ 

"Rev.  Eugene  Daniel,  D.  D.,  of  the  First  Presbyterian  church,  read 
from  the  15th  chapter  of  1st  Corinthians,  and  offered  a  prayer  so  beauti- 
ful and  appropriate  that  it  is  elsewhere  in  to-day's  paper  published  in 
full.  The  choir  then  sang  :  'Just  As  I  Am,  Without  One  Plea,'  many 
soldiers  (at  the  request  of  Ensign  Bagley's  mother,  announced  by  Dr. 
Daniel)  joining  in  the  hymn. 

"This  strange  summer  scene  of  peace,  with  the  great  grove  shot  to 
the  heart  with  requiems  presented  a  startling  contrast  with  the  martial 
dead  lying  solitary  in  the  midst  of  the  great  mass.  But  the  contrast  was 
no  more  marked  than  the  blue  of  the  sky  with  the  black  battalions  of 
cloud  that  walked  abroad  war-voiced  when  the  remains  at  midnight 
were  nearing  the  city. 

"The  sky  was  rent  with  electric  mines,  and  javelins  of  light  alternated 
with  terrible  luminousness  while  silence  was  swallowed  up  in  the  deep- 
lunged  fury  of  thunder. 

"That  was  the  music  the  young  Ensign  loved  to  hear,  but  no  more 
than  the  sweet  whispers  of  the  elms  of  the  capitol  under  which  he  had 
passed  his  childhood.  For  if  he  loved  to  revel  breast  high  in  danger,  his 
life  and  letters  showed  that  none  was  more  soothed  by  the  touch  of  gen- 
tleness and  peace.  Looking  upon  his  face  iron- lined  with  the  curves  of 
courage,  some  one  remarked  :  '  There  lies  Napoleon.'  Love  took  up  the 
observation,  saying:  '  No,  Napoleon  had  upon  his  face  the  look  of  an 
unsatisfied  ambition;  upon  his  face  sleeps  a  smile  of  peace. "  It  was 
true,  but  illustrated  just  the  contrast  noted  above  wherein  Love  and  War 
live  together  housed  as  one  in  the  same  heart. 

"Ten  thousand?  Yes,  more,  said  some.  They  stood  surrounding  the 
little  funeral  scene,  lines  of  military  diverging  backward  from  the  pulpit 
terrace.  In  front,  down  Fayetteville  street,  came  the  First  and  Second 
Regiments  with  a  heavy  tread. 

"The  services  were  over  and  the  procession  toOakwood  cemeterv  was 
forming.  The  band  of  the  First  Regiment  was  playing  the  '  Dead  March 
in  Saul ',  while  eleven  salutes  were  fired  from  a  cannon  at  the  east  gate 
of  the  Capitol  as  the  procession  formed  on  Morgan  street  at  the  head  of 
Fayetteville  street,  moving  thence  to  Wilmington  street,  thence  North 
street  via  North  street  to  Oakwood  avenue  to  Oakwood  cemeterv. 


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w  The  dead  march  !  Oh,  the  tears  of  the  dead  march  !  How  It  goes 
anoarning  through  the  grove  trees  of  sweet  Southern  towns  so  poig- 
nantly when  the  dead  is  great  in  death. 

''Along  the  route  to  the  cemetery,  the  great  line  ebbed  and  flowed  in 
motion,  and  thousands  had  taken  their  places  along  the  way  and  on  the 
hills  overlooking  beautiful  Oakwood.  All  the  city  was  mourning,  the 
places  of  business  had  been  closed,  and  there  was  no  desire  except  to 
gather  about  the  center  of  the  common  heart. 

"  1  (own  the  little  hill,  all  knew  so  well,  over  the  little  rock  bridge,  the 
bridge  of  sighs  to  many  a  home,  around  the  bend  along  the  gentle  slope,  a 
gentle  climb,  there  was  the  spot,  the  spot  where  his  gallant  father.  Maj. 
\V.  H.  Bagley.  ol  the  Confederate  Army,  lies,  and  where  rest  the  dust 
-of  his  honored  and  distinguished  grandfather,  Governor  Jonathan  Worth. 

"As  the  family,  the  clergy  and  the  pall-bearers  surrounded  the  open 
grave,  the  picturesque  hills  that  sloped  off  Oakwood  being  filled  with  a 
vast  concourse  of  soldiers  and  citizens,  the  last  sad  rites  were  said.  The 
dmpressive  and  touching  prayer  of  committal  was  offered  by  Rev.  M.  Ms 
Marshall,  D.  D.,  rector  of  Christ  church,  after  which  Rev.  Eugene  Daniel, 
D.  D.,  pronounced  the  benediction. 

"  As  they  waited  by  the  flower-lined  grave,  the  choir  sang  softly  with- 
out accompaniment,  '  Now  the  Day  is  Over',  and  one  verse  again  of 
'Abide  with  Me.'  after  which  Mrs.  J.  1.  Thomas,  in  the  same  key,  sang 
■sweetly  the  last  sentence  of  a  favoritesong  of  Ensign  Bagley  'Anchored'. 
'by  Watson,  as  follows: 

"'  'A  soft  smile  came  from  the  stars. 
And  a  voice  trom  the  whisp'ring  foam, 
Safe,  safe  at  last,  the  danger  past, 
Safe  in  his  Father's  home.1 
The  full  choir  responding  '  Amen'. 

"Once  again  and  the  last  time  the  choir  sang.  This  time  the  hymn  call- 
ed the  '  Prayer  for  Seamen'  of  which  the  first  verse  is  always  used  at  the 
•close  of  'he  chapel  service  at  the  Naval  Academy  where  Ensign  Bagley 
was  a  member  of  the  choir : 

*'  'Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save, 

Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave, 
Who  bidd'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed  limits  keep; 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea,  Amen.' 

"  The  flowers  were  nearby,,  ready  to  be  disposed  upon  the  grave,  and 
thev  rose  above  the  dead  a  very  mass  of  tribute  in  color  and  sweetness, 
until  the  mound  was  hidden  deep  from  the  eye. 

"  From  the  capito!  eleven  guns  had  been  fired,  and  now  eleven  more 
guns  were  fired  at  the  cemetery. 

"  As  the  press  of  people  fell  away  somewhat  at  the  last  words  of  the  ben- 
ediction, the  troops  were  drawn  up  on  the  north  side  of  the  grave. 

"The  three  volleys  given  over  the  body  and  commanded  by  Col.  Arm- 
field  were  stimulating  to  the  hearts  of  those  who  heard  in  them  an  echo 
of  the  spirit  of  the  dead. 

' '  Taps  were  blown  on  the  bugle  from  the  head  of  the  grave.  There  was 
a  martial  sweetness  in  the  notes 

"Worth  Bagley,  Ensign  U.  S.  N.,  on  Board  Torpedo  Boat  Winslow, 
killed  May  nth  by  a  bursting  shell  in  an  action  off  Cardenas,  while  at 
post  of  duty. 


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*!  There  he  lay. 

"The  requiem  of  the  elms  had  grown  deeper  with  the  deepening 
twilight. 

"From  the  hearts  of  the  thousands  issued  this  inaudible  chant ;  "He 
lived  well,  he  died  well,  he  sleeps  well  !•"' 

"  The  living  had  stood  helpless  in  the  presence  of  the  dead  that  they 
would  have  brought  back  to  life,  but  they  stood  mighty  to  do  honor  and 
that  they  had  done  for  all  the  world  to  know." 


CHAPTER  IX. 

HONORED    IN    RALEIGH. 

RALEIGH  was  all  tears,  -'like  Niobe  "  when  the  announce- 
ment of  the  fatal  engagement  reached  the  city  on  Thursday- 
morning,  May  1 2th.  The  Post  of  the  next  morning  told  how  the 
news  was  received  in  his  native  city: 

"  'Worth  Bagley  killed  in  a  naval  engagement  in  Cuban  waters' 
were  the  words  passed  from  mouth  to  mouth  in  Raleigh  yesterday 
morning. 

'  'Never  were  the  people  of  the  capital  city  so  shocked  and  never 
were  there  more  spontaneous  and  genuine  expressions  of  sympathy 
and  grief  expressed  by  all  classes  of  people.  As  if  by  an  electric  cur- 
rent the  news  spread  throughout  the  city  and  every  heart  throbbed 
in  deepest  sympathy  for  poor  Worth  Bagley  and  his  grief-stricken 
mother,  sisters  and  brothers.  Everyone  sought  to  discredit  the  news, 
hoping  against  hope  that  it  was  only  a  false  report,  but  the  bulletin 
boards  soon  announced  confirmatory  messages  of  the  terrible  tragedy 
in  Cardenas  harbor.  Business  was  laid  aside  and  people  talked  only 
of  the  distressing  fate  of  the  brave  young  naval  officer.  Since  his  en- 
listment in  the  navy  the  people  of  Raleigh,  and  of  the  State  for  that 
matter,  have  watched  with  pride  and  interest  his  position  as  a  naval 
officer.  They  knew  him  as  a  boy,  noble  and  brave  in  all  things,  and 
they  knew  furthermore  that  he  was  a  worthy  son  of  courageous  and 
distinguished  parentage.  They  knew  the  man,  and  they  awaited  only 
the  opportunity  for  him  to  distinguish  himself.  Fate  decreed  other- 
wise. It  remained  for  this  brave  young  North  Carolinian  to  be  the 
first  to  sacrifice  his  life  in  the  war  against  the  Saffron  flag.  His  death 
was  that  of  a  hero.  It  reads  like  a  romance.  It  can  hardly  be  rea- 
lized." 

A  Saturday  morning's  issue  of  the  News  &  Observer,  in  local 

columns,  contained  the  following  : 

"There  were  yesterday  inquires  on  every  lip  as  to  the  details  of  the 
funeral  ceremonies,  and  eulogy  and  distress  throbbed  even  to  the  deep 
heart  of  the  city.  The  sense  of  the  heroic  in  men  and  women  had  glowed 
under  the  picture  of  the  young  officer's  bearing  in  battle,  but  tears  came 
when  North  Carolina  took  knowledge  of  the  youth  and  promise  of  the 
son  who  had  been  torn  asunder  from  her  all  too  soon.     Then,  too,  the 


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Ihonie  that  had  sent  forth  a  mere  youth  who  should  in  one  brief  hour  thrill 
a  nation's  heart  was  turned  to  with  tender  condolence  by  scores  of  loving 
friends.  All  day  long  these  friends  called  to  offer  their  sympathy  to  those 
who  mourned. 

"  Among  those  who  came  was  a  committee  composed  of  Mayor  Russ, 
Messrs.  N.  VV.  West,  W.  5.  Primrose,  R    T.  Gray  and  F.  A.  Olds. 

"These  gentlemen  brought  the  request  that  the  family  accede  to  the 
general  desire  for  a  military  funeral  Furthermore,  it  was  stated  by  the 
•committee,  that  as  no  church  in  the  city  would  begin  to  accommodate 
those  who  wished  to  attend  the  funeral,  that  the  plan  had  been  suggest- 
ed to  have  the  ceremonies  in  the  Capitol  grounds. 

"  Deeply  touched  by  those  expressions  on  the  part  of  their  own  peo- 
ple, the  family  assented  to  the  request." 

The  two  thousand  volunteers  in  camp  at  Raleigh  were  greatly 
moved  by  the  sad  event.  The  Raleigh  papers  of  the  13th,  con- 
tained the  following : 

"  At  Camp  Grimes  the  soldier  blood  boiled  with  hatred  for  the  na- 
tion that  had  done  the  bloody  deed,  and  'to  the  front'  became  the 
watchword. 

"  '  I  hope  it's  true,'  said  a  member  of  the  Governor's  Guard,  'that 
we  are  to  be  sent  at  once  to  Cuba.  We  now  have  a  mission— some- 
thing to  fight  for — Worth  Bagley's  death  must  and  shall  be  avenged." 

"  Maj.  E.  M.  Hayes,  U.  S.  A.:  'That  is  terrible  news.  And  Ensign 
Bagley  had  such  a  brilliant  future  before  him.  Even  at  this  time  he 
was  the  best  known  man  of  his  rank  in  the  United  States  Navy.  I 
consider  his  death  a  national  loss.  Though  I  have  met  him  but  a  few 
times,  I  was  very  much  impressed  with  his  manner  and  bearing.  I 
have  always  watched  his  career  with  positive  pleasure." 

"  Col.  Wm.  H.  S.  Burgwyn,  Colonel  of  the  Second  Regiment,  South 
Carolina  Volunteers  :  '  It  is  truly  an  extraordinary  coincidence 
that  North  Carolina  should  lose  the  first  soldier  in  1861,  and 
now  the  first  in  the  present  war.  North  Carolina  has  just  given  hef 
brightest  and  best.  She  will  demand  back  from  Spain  a  like  return, 
with  tenfold  increase.  She  has  something  now  to  fight  for,  and  she 
will  make  as  good  a  record  in  this  war  as  she  did  in  the  last." 

"Col.  A.  D.  Cowles,  Adjutant  General  of  North  Carolina:  'The 
North  Carolinians  will  remember  the  'Maine'  and  they  will  remember, 
too,  poor  Bagley.  Gallantly  fighting  for  his  country,  he  fell  the  first 
martyr  in  the  cause  of  humanity.  He  poured  out  his  heart's  blood 
at  the  base  of  the  standard  on  which  the  starry  emblem  of  liberty 
proudly  floated,  and  stricken  unto  death,  a  patriot's  loving  hope  led 
his  palsied  arms  to  its  fond  embrace.  As  the  angels  kissed  his  eye- 
lids down  in  sleep,  lovingly  he  gazed  upon  the  flag  above  him,  and  as 
the  last  faint  whisper  lingered  on  his  stricken  lips,  he  murmured  : 
'  Mother  and  My  Country.'  Passing  to  fame's  eternal  camping 
ground,  he  saluted  our  banner  in  the  sky  and  amid  the  glories  of  its 
folds,  his  soldier  spirit  was  wafted  to  its  God.  'Remember  thee! 
aye,  brave  soldier,  while  memory  holds  a  place  in  this  distracted 
globe.'  Remember  thee  !  Yea.  we'll  remember  the  '  Maine' and  you." 

These  expressions  of  sympathy  came  not  only  from  the  war- 
like living  among  arms  in  the  white  tented  city  of  Camp  Grimes. 
They    came    from    all    organizations,    from    all    creeds,  from  all 


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classes,  from  all  colors.  At  each  of  the  schools  the  children  were 
gathered  together,  and  the  heroic  manner  oi  his  death  was  told 
and  his  noble  character  portrayed.  At  the  Centennial  Graded 
School,  ot  which  Ensign  Bagley  had  been  a  pupil,  Mrs.  Barbee, 
who  had  been  his  teacher,  and  Miss  Mabel  Hale,  principal  of  the 
school,  gave  incidents  in  his  life,  and  Superintendent  Logan  D. 
Howell  spoke  at  length  upon  his  career. 

At  Morson  &  Denson's  school,  where  he  was  prepared  for  col- 
lege, the  present  and  former  students,  resolved  to  attend  the  fun- 
eral in  a  body,  and  appointed  a  committee  of  his  classmates, 
composed  of  Hubert  A.  Royster,  William  B.  Snow,  C.  Van 
Fleming  and  W.  W.  Vass,  to  draw  up  appropriate  resolutions. 
"  We  deeply  mourn  "  said  the  former  fellow  students,  "the  end 
of  a  career  so  full  of  promise  and  the  loss  of  one  so  rich  in  the 
noblest  qualities  of  mind  and  character,  yet  we  glory  in  the  proud 
example  of  a  life  devoted  to  duty,  filled  with  unselfish  heroism* 
and  fearlessly  offered  up  in  his  country's  cause.'' 

The  news  came  during  the  commencement  of  Shaw  University, 
the  chief  Baptist  school  for  the  education  of  the  colored  youth  in 
the  State.  President  Meserve  announced  the  death,  and  resolu- 
tions drawn  by  a  committee  composed  of  A.  B.  Vincent,  E.  A. 
Johnson,  1.  A.  Dodson  and  Chas.  F.  Meserve,  were  adopted. 
Rev.  John  E.  White,  who  was  delivering  the  address,  said  "the 
death  of  Ensign  Bagley  was  the  first  contribution  of  American 
blood  to  the  cause  of  liberty  in  Cuba,"  and  the  audience  was  melt- 
ed to  tears  as  he  spoke  of  his  noble  life  and  heroic  death. 

The  L.  O'B  Branch  Camp  No.  515,  United  Confederate  Veterans, 
(A.  B.  Stronach,  Commander  and  J.  C.  Birdsong,  Adjutant,)  re- 
solved to  attend  the  funeral  in  a  body,  and  appointed  a  committee 
composed  of  1.  M.  Monie,  A.  M.  Powell  and  A.  B.  Stronach  to 
draft  resolutions,  from  which  the  following  is  taken  : 

"North  Carolina  is  again  called  upon  to  lose  one  of  her  beloved 
sons.  By  sea  and  land  her  sons  have  made  glorious  history  of  this 
great  commonwealth.  In  the  pages  of  history  the  young  hero  of  Car- 
denas will  take  his  place  in  that  proud  galaxy  of  names  which  have 
immortalized  their  country. 

"  See  him  at  duty's  call,  as  he  stands  amid  the  shower  of  death- 
dealing  missiles  (fresh  and  ruddy  as  David,  the  shepherd  boy),  in 
the  prune  of  his  manlv  beauty,  the  embodiment  of  a  line  of  heroes 
which  North  Carolina  cherishes  as  her  richest  treasures.  Never  had 
mother    nobler   son.     In    him    all   that  was  pure  and  lofty  in  purpose 


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found  lodgment.  Dignified  without  presumption,  affable  without 
familiarity,  he  united  all  graces  that  made  him  the  idol  of  his  friends 
and  of  his  sailors.  The  perspective  of  the  glories  of  a  liberated  Cuba 
did  not  intoxicate  him,  neither  did  the  cloud  of  adversity,  that  so  rap- 
idly passed  over  him,  serve  to  depress  him.  With  a  smile  upon  his 
face,  with  the  flag  of  his  country  in  his  hand,  with  thoughts  of  loved 
ones  at  home,  his  face  to  the  foe — thus  passed  away  Ensign  Worth 
Bagley. 

"As  if  the  soul  that  moment  caught 
Some  treasure  it  through  life  had  sought.'' 

The  Meade  Post,  No.  39,  G.  A.  R.,  of  Raleigh,  vied  with  the 
L.  OB.  Branch  camp  of  Confederate  Veterans  in  honoring-  the 
dead  Ensign,  and  on  the  day  of  the  funeral  they  marched  together 
to  Oakwood  cemetery.  On  Memorial  day,  May  30th,  a  commit- 
tee from  the.  G.  A.  R.  Camp  composed  of  S.  D.  Wait,  chairman, 
C.  H.  Beine  and  A.  W.  Shaffer,  arranged  for  placing  the  floral 
contribution  of  Gen.  Meade  Post,  No.  1,  Dept.  of  Pennsylvania, 
on  the  grave  of  Ensign  Bagley. 

Memorial  day  exercises  in  Raleigh,  May  30th,  1S9S,  made 
new  history  in  the  re-uniting  of  the  blue  and  gray.  Just 
as  the  women  and  girls  had  decorated  the  graves  of  the 
Federal  soldiers  who  sleep  their  last  sleep  in  the  National 
cemetery,  a  storm  drove  the  assembled  company  to  a  shel- 
tered place  to  hear  the  address.  They  hurried  to  the  Con- 
federate Home  nearby  and  in  the  chapel  of  the  Home,  with  the 
old  Confederate  veterans  composing  most  of  the  audience,  the 
exercises  took  place.  The  account  in  the  Raleigh  papers  is  thus 
condensed : 

"  It  was  an  object  lesson  in  the  reuniting  of  the  blue  and  the  grav, 
such  as  perhaps  has  never  before  been  witnessed  in  the  whole  coun- 
try. It  is  certain  that  never  in  North  Carolina  were  the  blue  and  the 
gray  so  brought  together.  It  was  a  sight  not  soon  to  be  forgotten, 
the  Federal  soldier,  speaking  of  the  Southern  valor  in  a  Confederate 
chapel,  and  the  eyes  of  Confederate  soldiers  moistened  with  tears  at 
the  speaker's  reference  to  the  young  North  Carolina  hero,  whose 
blood  has  forever  banished  sectionalism." 

"  President  Chas,  F.  Meserve,  of  Shaw  University,  delivered  the 
memorial  oration.  He  said  the  South  vies  with  the  North  in  patriot- 
ic ardor  and  is  pouring  out  her  best  life-blood  in  this  struggle.  After 
referring  to  the  sublime  spectacle  of  Gen,  Lee,  (with  a  grandson  of 
Gen.  Grant  and  a  son  of  Benjamin  Harrison  on  his  staff.)  and  Gen. 
Wheeler,  closing  their  military  careers  in  uniform  of  the  army  of  the 
United  States,  he  said  : 

"  But  the  greatest  honor  that  could  come  to  any  State  has  come  to 
liberty-loving  North  Carolina,  where  the  memories  of  the  Revolution 
are  still  alive  and  the  spirit  of  Henry  Clay  still  lingers.  I  say  honor. 
It  was  indeed  a  great  honor,  but  a  most  terrible  sacrifice,  and  it  touch- 


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ed  deeply  the  heart  of  the  nation,  and  the  grief  was  felt  by  all.  When 
Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  shattered  by  a  Spanish  shell,  grasped,  as  he 
fell  upon  the  deck  of  the  Winslow,  the  staff" from  which  'Old  Glory7 
proudly  waved,  and,  as  his  life-blood  ebbed  away,  murmured, 
*  Mother  and  Country/ the  South  showed  her  loyal  devotion  to  the 
Union  and   her  fixed   determination   to   maintain   its   integrity. 

"  The  Southland  has  given  up  her  fairest,  her  choicest  and  her  best, 
and  has  made  the  first  sacrifice  in  the  cause  of  freedom  for  Cuba, 
The  North  mourns  and  weeps  with  her  sister  South  in  her  sorrow. 
Sorrow  has  brought  both  sections  close  together,  and  shoulder  to 
shoulder  they  will  work  out  the  destiny  of  the  American  republic." 

"  Miss  Minnie  May  Curtis  then  read  a  beautiful  original  poem,  from 
which  the  following  verses  are  taken  : 

The  North  and  South  clasped  bands  above  the  first  brave  martyr's  bier: 
They  both  could  claim  him, — Pilgrim  blood  was  blent  with  Chevalier  I 
Such  fine  commingling  forces  met  to  knit  that  sturdy  frame, 
To  mould  that  brave  heroic  soul,  who  won  a  deathless  name! 

"  The  love  of  Freedom  that  beat  strong  within  that  Pilgrim  sire, 
Throbbed  in  this  true  young  patriot  breast  with  pure  and  holy  fire, 
And  nerved  his  hand  to  do  its  best  for  crushed  humanity, 
To  right  a  cruel,  grievous  wrong,  and  set  a  people  free. 

United  now  as  ne'er  before,  a  Nation  mourns  to-day, 
For  'neath  "  Old  Glory,"  sleeps  the  son  of  one  who  wore  the  gray, 
So  loving,  gentle,  faithful,  good  :  so  strong,  so  brave,  so  true, 
America  may  well  rejoice  in  noble  sons  like  you  I 

"The  procession  then  moved  to  Oakwood  cemetery,  where  the 
whole  company  stood  with  uncovered  heads  while  Governor  Russell 
and  Mayor  Russ  and  the  Commander  of  the  G.  A.  R.  placed 
at  the  head  of  the  grave  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley  the  beautiful  flora} 
offering  sent  by  the  Meade  G.  A.  R.  Post  of  Philadelphia.  The  grave 
had  already  been  literally  covered  with  a  profusion  of  flowers  of  the 
season,  and  was  an  embowered  bank  of  the  rarest  and  loveliest  flowers, 
tastefully  arranged  by  Steinmetz  by  order  of  the  New  York  World, 
which  paid  this  tribute  to  the  memory  of  the  first  American  officer  to 
fall  for  Old  Glory  in  this  struggle.  Above  the  bower  of  flowers, 
which  were  intertwined  with  laurel,  were  branched  the  pine  and  the 
palm,  typifying  the  uniting  of  the  North  and  the  South  over  the  grave 
of  the  Federal  officer,  son  of  a  Confederate  soldier.  There  were 
other  beautiful  tributes,  among  them  one  from  the  Loyal  Legion  of 
Women  of  Washington,  D.  C,  and  Ensign  Alfred  McKelthan,  a 
class-mate  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley  at  the  Naval  Academy.  The 
company  gathered  about  the  grave,  added  choice  flowers  to  the  love- 
ly decorations,  and  the  choir  sang  "America."  The  clouds  had 
passed  away,  and  the  last  rays  of  the  setting  sun  fell  on  the  heads  of 
the  company  as  Rev.  Dr.  Curtis  offered  prayer,  and  Rev.  Dr.  Pittinger 
pronounced  the  benediction." 

Seaton  Gales  Lodge,  No.  64,  I.  O.  O.  F.,  passed  resolutions 
saying-  that  the  Lodge  ''  which  was  honored  by  having  upon  its 
roll  the  name  of  the  father  of  the  young  and  noble  son,  doth  here- 
by extend  to  the  grief  stricken  family  the  profound  sympathy  and 
condolence  that  the  ties  of  fraternal  love  and  esteem  so  forcefully 


suggest."  They  were  signed  by  B.  H.  Woodell  and  Henry  J. 
Young,  committee;  E.  G.  Faust,  Noble  Grand,  and  Phil.  Thiem, 
recording  secretary. 

At  a  meeting  of  the  Board  of  Alderman  of  the  city  of  Raleigh, 
Mayor  Russ  appointed  Messrs.  John  C.  Drewry.  chairman ;  W. 
W.  Parrish,  and  J.  E.  Hamlin  a  committee  to  draft  resolutions, 
from  which  these  extracts  are  taken : 

"  That  we  lament  the  untimely  death  of  this  gallant  young  officer, 
whose  constant  courage  and  devotion  to  duty  has  honored  the  city 
of  his  birth,  and  who  has  found  the  immortality  that  comes  to  a  brave 
and  noble  soul  who  yields  his  life  to  the  service  of  his  country. 

"  Resolved,  That  as  a  child  and  boy  and  man  the  people  of  Raleigh 
have  known  and  loved  him,  living  as  he  did  a  life  without  fear  and 
without  reproach,  and  they  will  keep  ever  fresh  in  their  hearts  the 
precious  memory  of  his  life  and  virtues." 

On  the  20th  of  May,  the  anniversary  of  the  Mecklenburg  De- 
claration of  Independence,  in  presenting  a  flag  given  by  the  ladies 
of  Raleigh  to  the  Governor's  Guards,  Capt.  C.  B.  Uenson  made 
this  reference  to  Ensign  Bagley  : 

"And  when  you  strike,  remember  that  the  first  hero  of  this  war  to 
give  his  blood  for  his  country,  was  your  own  friend  and  fellow-towns- 
man, your  schoolmate  and  fellow-Carolinian,  now  no  longer  our  own, 
but  blazoned  by  the  triumph  ol  fame  around  the  world,  as  his  great 
country's  son." 


CHAPTER  X. 

TRIBUTES    FROM    ARMY    AND    NAVY    FRIENDS. 

WHEREVER  he  went  Worth  Bagley  made  many  friends. 
As  a  boy,  he  was  popular  with  old  and  young.  As  a 
naval  cadet,  he  won  the  love  of  his  fellows,  the  confidence  of  his 
instructors,  and  the  respect  of  his  superior  officers — ore  friend 
writing  '  a  history  of  the  past  few  years  of  his  life  will  be  iound  in- 
extricably woven  in  that  of  the  Naval  Academy,  for  he  was  of  the 
kind  that  made  history  of  the  place  in  which  he  happened  to  be." 
In  the  discharge  of  his  duties  as  an  officer  of  the  navy  he  not 
only  came  to  number  his  fellow  officer^  as  his  friends,  but  in  every 
port  in  which  his  ship  touched  the  charm  of  his  attractive  per- 
sonality  made  him  a    host  of  friends.     From    all  quarters   have 


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come  words  of  sympathy  to  his  stricken  mother,  evidencing  that 
whether  on  shipboard,  in  places  of  danger,  in  the  brilliant  gather- 
ings of  the  great  cities  and  resorts  in  the  quiet  of  vacation,  in 
the  school  room,  in  the  workshop,  on  the  athletic  field,  every- 
where, he  showed  the  grace,  strength  and  true  chivalry  that  made 
men  and  women  love  to  call  him  friend.  The  letters  which  hun- 
dreds of  these  friends  have  written  to  the  darkened  home  of 
which  he  was  the  light  are  full  of  proofs  of  the  strong  hold  he  had 
upon  the  affections  of  those  who  had  come  into  near  relationship 
with  him.  The  limits  of  this  volume  permit  extracts  only  from  a 
few  who  had  known  him  intimately  at  the  Naval  Academy  or 
afterward  when  he  was  an  officer  in  the  navy. 

The  tribute  paid  to  him  by  Major  General  J.  C.  Breckinridge, 
the  lather  of  Ensign  Bagley's  room-mate  at  Annapolis  and  his 
most  intimate  friend,  is  as  follows  : 

'•  war's  tribute  paid. 

"  Ensign  Bagley  has  given  a  name  to  our  national  annals  which  has 
a  ring  of  sweetness  and  pathos  in  it  like  monastery  bells,  but  all 
must  mourn  at  the  sacrifice  of  the  individual,  even  though  devoted 
to  the  cause  of  humanity.  The  charm  of  his  character  and  his  loyal 
reliability  were  tempered  with  such  winning  manners  and  sturdy 
strength  that  his  exit  from  our  sphere  in  the  first  flush  ami  beauty 
of  manhood  makes  the  music  cease  while  a  wail  is  heard.  Possibly 
the  tragic  death  of  no  other  young  man  of  his  age  would  have  thrilled 
so  many  hearts  with  pain  nor  awakened  so  many  to  sympathy,  espe- 
cially in  the  sister  services.  That  poets  have  sung  to  the  theme  of 
this  gallant  young  life  and  noble  death;  that  youth  throughout  the  land 
have  felt  their  hearts  beat  higher  as  they  chose  him  for  a  model;  that 
young  and  old,  the  daring  and  the  fair,  join  in  his  praises  and  mourn 
for  his  loss  is  as  natural  as  that  honey  should  be  produced  from  the 
dewy  flower.  It  was  the  very  nature  of  this  young  man  to  be  loved  and 
to  win  unstinted  praise  from  all  and  for  all  that  he  did  better  than  any 
one  else  could  do.  He  was  accustomed  to  have  breathless  thousands 
wait  and  watch  what  he,  all  unperturbed,  would  do  next  and  do  su- 
premely well. 

"  He  was  my  dead  son's  room-mate.  They  have  been  in  my  house 
like  twin  gods,  endeared  to  all.  I  believe  you  will  pardon  me  more 
emotion  than  can  be  properly  expressed  when  in  the  midst  of  this 
campaign  we  stop  to  recall  the  loss  our  country's  cause  has 
brought  to  you  and  us.  The  State  where  he  was  born,  the  people  he 
has  served,  the  home  so  shattered  can  well  hold  his  memory  dear  : 
he  deserved  well  of  his  people. 

' '  With  admiration  and  affection  for  the  dead  and  siucerest  sympathy 
for  the  living,  I  remain,  most  sincerely  yours, 

"J.  C.  Breckinridge. 

"  Tampa,  Fla." 

Extracts  from  the  letters  of  Ensign  Bagley  have  already  shown 
the  friendship  existing  between  him  and  Ensign  Barnes,  of  Okla- 


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homa.  Before  the  death  of  Ensign  Breckinridge  the  three  were 
inseparable.  After  that  mutual  sorrow  the  friendship  of  these  two 
young  officers  was  strengthened  by  their  common  grief.  Writing 
from  "  U.  S.  S.  Vicksburg,"  off  Havana,  Cuba,  to  the  mother  of 
his  dead  friend,  Ensign  Barnes  says  : 

When  Worth  died  for  his  country's  cause  before  Cardenas  I  lost  as 
true  a  friend  as  God  gives  to  a  man  and  one  whom  I  shall  mourn  the 
remainder  of  my  life,  for  there  is  no  one  to  take  his  place,  to  be  the 
friend  and  companion  he  was  to  me. 

"  Please  accept  my  tearful  and  heartfelt  sympathy,  for  knowing  him 
as  I  did  to  be  the  truest  gentleman  and  noblest  friend  I  also  know 
what  a  son  he  was  to  you. 

"  Deprived  of  Bagley  and  Breckenridge  in  three  short  months  I  do 
not  know  what  I  shall  do. 

"  For  me  they  were  the  embodiment  of  chivalry  and  honor  and  I 
will  miss  them  all  my  life. 

"  It  seems  as  though  I  had  lost  myself,  so  completely  do  I  grieve. 
To  you  and  his  sisters  my  heart  goes  out,  feeling  the  anguish  of  the 
loss"  of  a  brother  as  you  do  that  of  a  son.  He  lived  ten  days  ago  when 
I  saw  him  last  and  walked  down  to  the  boat  with  my  arm  around  his 
dear  broad  shoulders.  My  Dear  Madam,  I  can  write  no  more,  please 
accept  the  sympathy  I  feel  for  that  I  would  express.  I  too  am  be- 
reaved." 

Writing  to  a  relative  of  his  dead  friend,  Ensign  Barnes  says  : 

"  There  are  true  men  in  the  world,  but  one  does  not  often  know  and 
prove  them.  Worth  Bagley's  life  was  a  short  but  unmistakable  proof 
of  a  noble  manhood,  a  deep-rooted  character  of  gentle  chivalry  and  ster- 
ling nobility.  He  died  as  a  brave  man  would  wish  to  die — in  the 
midst  of  a  well  fought  fight,  battling  for  humanity's  cause,  front  to 
the  foe." 

Ensign  Alfred    McKethan,  of  Fayetteville,  N.  C,  who  entered 

the  Naval  Academy  on  the  same  day  that  Ensign  Bagley  entered, 

and  who  was  always  one  of  his  best  friends,  writes  from  "  U.  S.  S. 

Solace  "  at  Key  West ; 

"  The  sad  news  of   Worth's  death  was  received  on  the  17th  at  sea 

from  the  dispatch  boat.     Sorry  and  sad  am  I On  account    of  the 

brotherly  affection  that  has  always  existed  between  us,  I  feel  his  loss 
more  than  words  can  express.  A  friendship  and  affection  from  boy- 
hood when  we  first  started  North  in  1889,  increased  and  strengthened 
as  each  day  passed,  until  at  last  we  were  as  brothers,  and  now  as  I 
look  back  upon  a  friendship  never  once  marred  by  an  unpleasant  in- 
cident or  word  between  us,  my  heart  bleeds  with  sorrow  and  sadness 
to  know  that  he  has  passed  away.  He  gave  his  life  to  his  country  and 
died  in  its  defense  at  his  post  of  duty." 

Paymaster  Walter  B.  Izard,  a  classmate  at  Annapolis  and  a 

member  of  "the    famous  eleven"  who  defeated  the    West  Point 

football    team,  writing   from  the  "  U.  S.    S.  Machias,"    at    Key 

West,  says  : 


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"  I  want  to  express  my  deepest  sympathy  for  you  at  the  loss  of  your 
noble  son.  I  had  known  Worth  so  long  and  intimately  that  it  seems 
hard  to  realize  that  so  true  an  officer  should  be  taken  from  us. 

"  I  was  ordered  by  tlie  Department  to  accompany  his  body  North, 
but  as  we  have  only  just  returned  from  Cardenas  I  did  not  receive 
the  orders.     I  would  like  to  have  done  something  for  him  at  the  last." 

Ensign  R.  Z.Johnston,  of  Lincolnton,  N.  C,  a  classmate   and 

friend,  writing-  from  the  "  U.  S.  S.  Oregon,"  says  : 

"  When  I  heard  the  news  we  were  in  quarantine  at  Barbadoes. 
Some  one  rowing  around  the  ship  was  asked  the  news  and  replied, 
'  Winslow  sunk,  Bagley  killed.'     It  affected  me    strangely    for  I  was 

terribly' mad I  liked  and    admired   Worth  very  much,    and    you 

know  that  he  loved  his  mother,  which  I  think  is  the  noblest  trait  in 
any  man.  We  are  all  proud  of  him  and  very  sorry  for  his  mother 
whom  he  loved  so  dearly  and  who  always  came  first  in  his  thoughts." 

Naval  Constructor  Homer  L.  Ferguson,  of  Waynesville,  N.  C, 
writing  from  his  station  on  the  Pacific,  says  : 

"  I  am  glad  that  the  Old  North  State  is  to  so  fitly  honor  one  of  the 
bravest,  noblest  sons  she  ever  had." 

Ensign    Harris    Lanning,  now    of  the    training-ship    Mohican, 

upon   learning  of  the  death  of  Ensign  Bagley,    upon   his   arrival 

from  Honolulu,  said  to  a  reporter  of  the  San  Francisco  Chronicle  : 

"  I  saw  Bagley  last  only  a  few  months  ago,'  when,  after  two  years 
cruising,  we  met  at  the  Naval  Academy  to  take  our  final  examinations 
and  receive  our  commissions.  Bagley  was  known  among  his  fellows- 
as  a  man  who  knew  not  what  fear  was.  For  his  bravery  and  good 
fellowship  he  was  especially  beloved  by  us  all." 

Charles  F.  McNeill,  Galveston,  Texas,  writes  ; 

•'  Worth  and  I  were  classmates  at  the  Naval  Academy  in  1889-90and 
our  friendship  was  never  broken  until  his  tragic  death.  *  *  * 
I  am  deeply  grieved — for  I  have  lost  a  friend." 

Ensign  A.  H.  A.  Davis,  \J.  S.  Navy,  of  Louisburg,  N.  C,  tele- 
graphed from  Tortugas  : 

"  Please  express  my  sorrow  and  deepest  sympathy.  We  have  lost  a 
noble  fellow." 

Ensign  Amon  Bronson,  U.  S.  Navy,  telegraphed: 
"  To  the  memory  of  the  best  fellow  I  ever  knew." 

John  William  Wilen,  cadet  U.  S.  Military  Academy,  West 
Point,  writes  : 

"  I  knew  Worth  when  he  was  a  cadet  at  Annapolis,  and  it  is  useless 
for  me  to  speak  of  his  many  noble  qualities  of  which  we  all  know.  I 
hope  you  may/  find  comfort  in  knowing  that  he  gave  up  his  life  as 
only  a  brave  man  can  for  his  glorious  flag." 


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Lieutenant  Lawrence  S.  Adams,  U.  S.  Navy,  who  attended  the 
funeral  at  Raleigh,  writes  : 

"  As  a  friend  of  your  son's,  I  want  to  express  my  sincere  sympathy 
with  you  in  your  great  loss,  and  also  to  express  my  personal  regret  in 
losing  so  good  a  friend." 

Robert  Coleman  Bagby,  Newport  News,  Va.,  writes: 

•'  Your  son  was  my  good  friend — a  fine,  noble  fellow,  possessing 
all  the  qualities  that  constitute  an  ideal  naval  officer.  For  two 
years  I  was  associated  with  him  at  Annapolis,  and  it  was  there  that 
I  first  knew  him  and  learned  to  admire  him.  *  *  *  Every 
cadet  that  knew  him  admired  him.  I  have  followed  his  career  with 
the  greatest  interest.  His  death  came  to  me  as  an  awful  shock,  and 
his  loss  is  a  personal  one." 

Mr.  Wm.  J.  Reecke,  of  St.  James,  Mo.,  a  former  classmate  at 
the  Naval  Academy,  in  a  St.  Louis  paper,  says  :• 

"  In  all  the  various  duties  and  activities  at  the  Naval  Academy  in 
which  manliness  and  true  courage  make  up  the  record  of  a  man's 
efficiency,  Worth  Bagley  was  in  the  foremost  rank  of  the  leaders. 
Personally,  his  cheerful  disposition  and  earnest  endeavor  to  do  his 
duty  earned  the  good  will  and  respect  of  ever}-  officer  and  cadet  at  the 
Naval  Academy.     The  country  has  lost  one  of  its  brightest  officers." 

Prof  Samuel  Garner,  of  the  Naval  Academy  faculty,  writes  : 

"  Ensign  Bagley  was  strongly  imbued  with  a  sense  of  duty.  When 
once  he  had  conceived  anything  as  a  duty,  he  immediately  sought  to 
put  his  whole  energy  into  it,  firmly  resolved  to  succeed  at  any  cost. 
This  earnestness  of  purpose  Bagley  carried  into  the  athletic  sports  in 
which  he  engaged  and  to  it  was  attributable  his  wonderful  success  as 

a  '  footballist ' In  the  class  room  Cadet  Bagley  was  a  model  young 

man — deferential  and  respectful  to  his  instructors,  in  a  word,  a  per- 
fect gentleman  in  his  demeanor— always  in  earnest,  always  attentive 
to  the  matter  in  hand.  I  do  not  recall  a  single  instance  on  his  part 
where  he  failed  to  fairly  prepare  his  lesson,  how  many  soever  other 
claims  there  may  have  been  upon  his  time.  Here,  as  elsewhere,  his 
earnest  nature  would  not  allow  him  to  neglect  a  palpable  duty.  In 
these  respects  I  feel  sure  that  the  testimony  of  his  other  instructors 
would  follow  along  the  same  lines  as  my  own." 

Rev.  Robert  H.  Williams,  who  was  pastor  of  the  Presbyterian 
Church  at  Annapolis  while  he  was  a  cadet,  writes  : 

"  Permit  me,  who  had  an  interest  in  your  son,  Worth,  long  before 
this  war  commenced,  to  offer  a  word  or  two  of  sympathy.  As  pastor 
of  the  Presbyterian  Church,  of  Annapolis,  for  nearly  ten  years,  a  large 
number  of  cadets  of  the  Naval  Academy  came  under  my  pastoral  care, 
and  your  son  among  them.  I  remember  your  son  with  a  great  deal  of 
interest  and  pleasure.  He  was  a  general  favorite  and  bade  fair  to  be 
very  efficient  as  an  officer,  and  very  useful  to  the  missionary  in  the 
foreign  countries  he  might  visit." 


Among  his  classmates  and  friends  at  the  Naval  Academy  to 
whom  he  was  deeply  attached,  was  Ensign  Merritt,  who  perished 
on  the  Maine.  Mr.  W.  W.  Merritt,  of  Red  Oak,  Iowa,  father  of 
Ensign  Merritt,  writes  ; 

"  My  heart  goes  out  in  sympathy  to  you  in  this  great  sorrow  that 
has  come  to  you.  Your  noble  son  and  my  ton  were  classmates  and 
intimate  friends.  1  have  often  heard  him  speak  of  your  son  in  terms 
of  admiration  and  affection.  My  son  was  foully  murdered  in  the 
harbor  of  Havana.  Your  son  had  occasion  to  '  remember  the  Maine  ' 
and  doubtless  controlled  by  an  almost  uncontrollable  impulse  he 
braved  danger  on  that  fatal  day  at  Cardenas  harbor.  Ma)'  we  not 
hope  that  they,  with  that  other  classmate,  Breckinridge,  are  now  to- 
gether on  the  other  shore  beyond  war's  alarms." 

A  sister  of  Lieut.  Jenkins,  who  was  lost  on  the  Maine,  writes  : 

"  Although  a  stranger,  I  do  not  feel  you  will  deem  these  few  lines 
an  intrusion,  for  none  I  am  sure  can  feel  more  profound  sympathy  for 
you  in  the  loss  of  your  dear  boy  than  do  the  mother  and  sister  of 
ours.  Aside  from  the  common  bond  of  sympathy  existing  I  feel  that 
the  life  of  your  noble  son  was  given  partly  in  avenging  the  death  of 
my  brother  and  I  assure  you  my  whole  heart  goes  out  to  you  in  your 
sorrow." 

Dr.  Paul  J.  Dashiell,  an  instructor  at  the  Naval  Academy, 
writes : 

"  I  saw  a  great  deal  of  Bagley,  in  athletics  specially,  and  his  genial 
ways  and  sharp  plucky  play  and  coolness  under  trying  circumstances 

left  a  name  here  that  none  has  eclipsed All  liked  him — men  and 

women — and  personally  I  was  much  attached  to  him His  ath- 
letic achievements  which  will  live  very  long  here  rather  reached  a 
climax  in  the  very  difficult  goal  he  kicked  in  '93  against  West  Point, 
thus  winning  the  game  for  the  navy." 

Mrs.  Rob-ley  D.  Evans,  wife  of  the  Commander  of  the  Iowa, 
writes  : 

"  We  were  first  drawn  to  your  son  by  his  rare  personal  beauty  and 
charm  of  manner  six  years  ago  at  the  Naval  Academy,  and  as  he 
matured  and  developed  his  nature  and  character  seemed  to  deepen 
and  sweeten  until  he  promised  a  very  high  and  noble  future  to  us  who 
watched  him. 

"  I  saw  him  last  at  Key  West  in  the  middle  of  March,  about  two 
months  ago,  and  my  husband  and  I  were  much  impressed  by  the 
splendid  development  that  had  come  to  him.  He  always  bore  him- 
self in  a  princely  way,  and  two  months  ago  there  was  added  to  that 
bearing  a  strength  and  sweetness  and  power  of  expression  that  gave 
his  fine  face  an  almost  seraphic  expression.  His  deep  suffering,  which 
we  shared,  in  the  loss  of  his  friend,  Cabell  Breckinridge,  I  think  had 
elevated,  fortified  his  own  spirit.  In  writing  you  this  I  am  sure  that 
Captain  Kvans  would  agree  with  all  T  say  for  he  loved  and  valued 
your  son,  as  we  all  did  and  do,  and  always  shall  do  while  memory 
lasts. 


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"  When  your  deep  anguish  shall  have  become  a  part  of  your  life — 
for  that  is  all  we  mothers  can  expect  when  such  a  blow  falls  upon 
us — you  will  realize  that  your  boy  died  as  he  would  have  wished,  in 
the  flush  and  stir  of  battle,  with  no  lingering  or  time  for  pain. 

"  '  He  flashed  his  soul  out  with  the  guns, 
And  took  his  haven  at  once.' 

"  My  only  boy,  who  loved  yours,  sailed  for  Havana  yesterday  after- 
noon on  the  Massachusetts,  so  you  can  understand  that  I  know  how 
to  feel  for  you  with  very  tender  sympathy." 

Mrs.  Priscilla  Alden  Nicholson,  whose  husband  had  been  his 
instructor  and  superior  officer,  writes  : 

"  In  the  sad  death  of  your  brave  son  I  feel,  as  an  old  friend  of  his, 
I  must  offer  my  deepest  sympathy.  In  our  life  in  the  navy  we  are  as 
one,  so  United,  and  my  heart  is  all  interest  for  those  in  such  dreadful 
peril  as  the  present. 

"  While  at  the  Academy  my  late  husband  instructed  your  son,  and 
always  admired  him  as  a  sterling  youth,  and  while  on  the  U.  S.  S. 
Montgomery  found  him  a  fine  officer.  He  was  in  charge  of  his  bat- 
tery, and  spoke  of  him  always  in  the  highest  terms  of  praise.  Last 
June,  when  taking  his  final  examinations,  he  was  a  great  deal  at  uur 
house,  and  only  last  December  passed  Sunday  as  my  guest.  I  have 
always  felt  I  knew  him  well,  and  trust  you  will  believe  how  deeply  I 
mourn  with  you  and  yours.  Please  accept  my  sincerest  sympathy — 
words  fail  me.  *  *  *  He  died  bravely — doing  his  duty 
faithfully  to  the  end — but  it  seems  a  sacrifice  of  a  much-needed  life." 

Lieut.  Jos.  B.  Batchelor,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Fort  Slocum,  New  York, 

a  native  of  Raleigh,  N.  C,  writes  : 

"  His  work  was  well  done — all,  from  first  to  last,  well  done  !  On 
the  edge  of  the  strife,  whose  course  no  eye  can  foresee,  all  eyes  may 
see  that  the  sacrifice  offered  is  of  our  very  best.  Had  he  lived,  high 
honor  must  have  come  to  him,  and  we  his  comrades,  afloat  and 
ashore,  mourn  the  loss  of  the  deeds  he  would  have  done  ;  but  who 
shall  say  that  the  fresh  young  life  so  gallantly  given  to  his  country, 
instantly  on  demand,  is  not  of  more  worth  than  all  the   long  triumph 

of  a  life  time I  am  serving  here  with  many    who  knew  him  well. 

Of  him  no  word  is  spoken  save  in  praise.    All  speak  of  him,  and  speak 
such  words  as  any  mother  would  be  proud  to  hear/' 

The  wife  of  an  officer  at  the  Naval  Academy,  writes : 

"  We  knew  your  dear  son  very  well,  and  both  my  husband  and  I 
were  devoted  to  him.  There  never  has  been  a  cadet  more  universally 
loved  and  admired  here,  and  it  must  be  some  comfort  to  you  to  know 
he  died  doing  his  duty  unflinchingly  and  leaving  an  unspotted  record 
behind  him." 

Mrs  Wm  H.  G.  Bullard,  writing  for  herself  and  her  husband, 
who  was  instructor  in  Physics  and  Chemistry  at  the  Naval  Acad- 
emy and  who  is  now  on  the  "  U.  S.  S.  Columbia,"  writes  : 

"  We  were  both  devoted  to  Worth  Bagley  and  all  of  his  first  class 
year  he  was  most  constantly  at  our  quarters,  and  if  he  had  been  one 


I1- 

of  my  own   family    I  could  not  have  felt  his  loss    more    deeply.     A 
sweeter,  gentler  and  more  refined  nature  I  never  saw." 

Closing  its  account  of  the  disaster  at  Cardenas,  the  Army  and 

Navy  Journal,  says  :  , 

"  Ensitni  Baglev  was  a  great  favorite  in  navy  circles." 


CHAPTER  XI. 

PUBLIC  TRIBUTES 

|N  many  public  gatherings  throughout  the  country  the  heroism 

of  Ensign  Bagley  was  the  subject  of  eloquent  orators,    who 

found  in  his  death  the  theme  for  inculcating  patriotism  and  those 

virtues  that  make  the  highest  type  ot  manhood      Only  a  few  can 

be  given  here.     Concluding  a    noble  speech,    to  the    Kentucky 

volunteers  in  camp  at  Lexington,  with  a  prayer  for  his  own  boys 

who  were  in  the  ranks,  Henry  Watterson  said  : 

'.'  In  that  praver  let  me  include  each  and  every  one  of  you,  though  I 
would  rather  see  my  boys,  and  each  and  every  one  of  you,  lying  by 
the  side  of  that  brave  and  lovely  sailor  lad  wi  om  North  Carolina  has 
just  given  up  as  Heaven's  first  sacrifice  upon  the  altars  of  the  nation 
and  mankind,  than  that  one  feather  should  be  plucked  from  the 
eagle's  wing,  or  a  syllable  of  reproach  be  justly  cast  upon  the  name 
and  lame  of  our  dear  Kentucky." 

At  the  commencement  exercises  of  the  University  ot  North 
Carolina,  May  29th,  June  1st,  inclusive,  both  the  preacher  and  the 
orator  paid  eloquent  tributes  to  the  memory  of  Ensign  Bagley. 
It  was  fitting  that  the  institution  in  which  he  had  passed  the  en- 
trance examinations,  before  receiving  his  appointment  to  Annapo- 
lis, should  feel  a  special  pride  in  his  glory.  In  the  course  of  the 
baccalaureate  sermon  on  "  Perfect  Manhood  "  from  Ephesians 
4:13,  by  Rev.  Wilbur  F.  Tillett,  D.  D.,  Dean  of  the  Theological 
Faculty  of  the  Vanderbilt  University,  he  said  : 

"  The  whole  American  nation  is  now  watering  with  its  tears  the 
new  made  grave  in  your  Capitol  City  where  Ensign  Worth  Bagley  has 
been  laid  to  rest.  If  a  Greek  historian  were  to  record  how  that  brave 
bov,  with  the  blood  of  a  noble  and  honored  Carolina  ancestry  in  his 
veins,  went  in  obedience  to  superior  orders  to  the  place  of  danger  on 
the  ill-fated  Winslow,  and  gave  up  his  pure  young  life  in  gallant  de- 
fense of  his  country's  flag  as  it  sought  to  carry  freedom  to  the  down- 
trodden and  oppressed,  can  we  be  in  doubt  for  a  moment  as  to  which  of 


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Brave  boy,  thou  art  not  dead  ;  thou  hast  simply  taken  thy  well  earned 
place  alongside  the  gallant  akdrhs  of  never  dying  Thermopylae  and 
among  the  noble  young  heroes  of  our  Anglo-Saxon  race  whose  names 
will  find  an  abiding  place  in  the  memorabilia  of  ideal  manhood  and 
the  history  of  the  State  that  loved  you  in  life  and  now  honors  you  in 
death." 

Hon.  Hannis  Taylor,  of  Mobile,  Ala.,  Minister  to  Spain  from 
1893  to  1897,  m  the  course  of  his  address  at  the  University  on 
"  Our  Widening  Destiny,"  made  the  following  reference  to  En- 
sign Bagley : 

"  By  some  strange  fatality  the  sons  of  this  State  seem  to  be  called 
first  when  such  an  oblation  is  to  be  made.  In  that  dreadful  moment 
when  the  North  and  South  were  about  to  be  torn  apart.  North  Caro- 
lina, a  border  State,  who  loved  the  Union  as  she  loved  her  lite,  held 
out  her  pleading  hands  to  her  brethren  on  either  side  in  the  hope  that 
by  kind  and  tender  words  she  could  put  away  wrath  and  avert  the  im- 
pending strife.  Not  until  her  most  strenuous  efforts  had  failed  ;  not 
until  she  had  been  cruelly  maligned  and  misunderstood  did  she  finally 
resolve  to  enter  into  that  prolonged  and  bloody  conflict  to  which  she 
contributed  the  first  victim  in  the  person  of  ilenry  Wyatt,  who  fell  at 
the  battle  of  Bethel,  on  the  soil  of  Virginia.  May  it  not  have  been 
that  North  Carolina,  through  her  heroic  though  unavailing  efforts  to 
avert  the  civil  war  and  save  the  Union,  won  for  herself  the  post  of 
honor  when  the  time  came  for  the  first  victim  to  be  offered  up  upon 
the  altar  of  the  united  nation  in  its  first  war  against  a  foreign  foe  ? 
In  a  proud,  yet  stricken  spirit,  we  can  all  feel  that  the  victim  was 
worthy  of  the  sacrifice.  When  the  brave  and  pure  young  life  of 
Worth  Bagley  went  out  on  the  tide  at  Cardenas  we  yielded  up  one 
worthy  of  a  race  of  heroic  men.  Of  such  a  life  and  such  a  death, 
typical  as  it  was  of  a  great  national  event,  there  should  be  some  per- 
manent memorial.  We  owe  it  to  ourselves  to  perpetuate  in  bronze 
or  marble  the  memory  not  only  of  our  heroic  son,  but  of  the  noble 
mother  who  gave  him  to  his  country. 

"  If  we  can  do  no  more  let  us  fix  a  tablet  upon  the  walls  of  the  Cap- 
itol at  Raleigh,  and  carve  upon  it  the  fateful  words  from  his  last  letter 
in  which  he  told  her  :  "  You  have  enough  of  the  Spartan  in  you,  if 
you  wish,  to  say,  '  With  your  shield  or  upon  it,'  and  that  is  what  you 
must  always  say  to  me."  Such  words  have  an  eternal  meaning  com- 
ing as  they  did  from  one  who  was  about  to  die.  Let  us  hang  them 
up  for  monuments  so  that  the  generations  yet  to  come  may  know  that 

"  At  the  altar  of  their  nation, 
Stood  that  mother  and  her  sou, 
He,  the  victim  of  oblation; 
Panting  for  his  immolation; 
She,  in  priestess'  holy  station, 
Weeping  words  of  consecration. 
While  God  smiled  his  approbation, 
Blessed  the  boy's  self-abnegation, 
Cheered  the  mother's  desolation, 
When  the  sacrifice  was  done." 


In  his  commencement  oration  at  Davidson  College,  Hon. 
Theo.  F.  Kluttz,  of  Salisbury,  said  : 

"  Now  that  the  silver  bells  of  Peace  have  been  silenced  by  the  dread 
sounds  of  War,  North  Carolina  is  again  giving  freely  of  her  best  and 
bravest  to  her  country's  cause.  As  at  Bethel,  she  gave  in  Wyatt,  the 
first  martyr  to  the  vain  but  glorious  struggle  for  Southern  indepen- 
dence ;  so  now,  at  Cardenas,  she  gives  the  first  martyr  in  this  war  for 
Humanity;  nor  could  she  have  offered  a  more  costly  oblation  than 
the  brave  young  life  of  gallant  Worth  Bagley. 

"  I  knew  him  well  :  a  gallant,  manly  fellow,  the  pride  and  idol  of  a 
widowed  mother's  heart:  capable,  brilliant,  enthusiastic,  ambitious, 
loving  and  loved — with  everything  in  life  to  live  for,  he  yet  laid  down 
his  life  bravely,  willingly,  for  his  country's  honor,  and  in  the  great 
cause  of  humanity. 

"  His  name  can  never  die. 

"  Let  it  live  in  story  and  in  song,  in  marble  and  in  bronze,  as  long 
as  patriotism  has  a  votary,  or  heroism  a  shrine." 

Hon.  Hugh  G.  Miller,  of  Norfolk,  Va.,  who  delivered  the  com- 
mencement oration  at  Elon  College,  thus  alluded  to  Ensign  Bag- 
ley's  death  : 

•'  And  this  evening  I  bow  my  head  with  a  feeling  of  reverence 
almost  akin  to  consecration  as  I  stand  upon  the  sacred  soil  that  gave 
Ensign  Worth  Bagley  to  this  Union,  the  first  American  to  give  up  his 
life  for  his  country  in  the  Spanish-American  war.  And  when  at  last 
over  the  ruins  of  Morro  Castle  the  '  Lone  Star  of  the  Pearl  of  the 
Antilles'  shall  float  and  glitter  side  by  side  with  our  stars  and  stripes, 
the  world  will  remember  that  it  was  the  life  blood  of  a  Carolinian  that 
first  consecrated  the  divine  cause  of  Cuban  Liberty." 

Rev.  Joseph  F.  Berry,  Fraternal  delegate  to  the  General  Con- 
ference of  the  M.  E.  Church,  South,  at  Baltimore,  May  iSth,  in 
his  address,  said  : 

"  A  nation's  tears  have  fallen  upon  the  bier  of  Ensign  Bagley,  and 
a  nation  has  remembered  that  the  first  American  soldier  to  fall  at  his 
post,  the  stars  and  stripes  waving  about  him,  was  a  youthful  son  of 
North  Carolina." 

At  the  meeting  of  the  North  Carolina  Colonial  Dames,  held  in 
Wilmington,  May  25th,  resolutions  were  passed,  and  in  an  ad- 
dress, the  President,  Mrs.  Geo.  W.  Kidder,  made  this  reference 
to  Ensign  Bagley : 

"  If  the  deeds  of  valor  of  a  dead  and  gone  generation  appeal 
to  us,  how  much  more  are  we  thrilled  by  the  daring  and  courage  of 
the  men  of  our  own  day,  with  whom  we  are  in  touch  either  by  word, 
thought,  or  kindred  ties.  Foremost  among  them  is  North  Carolina's 
brave  young  Ensign — foremost  because  he  was  the  first  martyr,  and 
as  such  will  go  down  conspicuously  into  history. 

"  He  ventured  love  and  life  and  youth 
For  the  great  prize  of  death  in  battle." 


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"  One  touch  of  nature  makes  the  whole  worldakin,"  and  the  law  of 
universal  motherhood  makes  us — a  body  of  patriotic  women — claim 
this  young  hero  as  our  own  and  calls  forth  a  tender  and  hearty  re- 
sponse to  the  appeal  for  a  monument  to  his  memory  " 

The  following  resolution,  suggested  by  General  W.  P.  Roberts, 

and  introduced  by  Professor  E.  E.  Britton,  was  adopted  by  a  rising 

vote  of  the  Democratic  State   Convention,  held  in  Rnleigh  May 

26th  : 

"  Resolved,  That  as  Carolinians,  proud  at  all  times  of  the  honors, 
the  achievements  and  patriotic  sacrifices  of  the  sons  of  our  beloved 
State,  we  proclaim  our  admiration  of  the  heroic  conduct  of  Ensign 
Worth  Baglev,  of  the  United  States  Navy,  which  caused  a  sacrifice  of 
his  young  and  promising  life  in  his  country's  cause,  and  we  extend  to 
his  noble  mother  our  sympathy  in  the  anguish  she  has  been  called 
upon  to  suffer  in  the  death  of  her  noble  and  heroic  boy— now  the 
nation  's  son." 

The   platform,  Ohio   Republican  State  Convention,  in  session 

at  Columbus,  June  22d,  contained  these  words: 

"  To  the  friends  and  relatives  of  Ensign  Baglev,  whose  noble  young 
life  was  the  first  forfeit  of  the  war,  we  send  condolence." 

The  Indiana  State  Democratic  Convention  in  its  platform, 
'   rejoices  in  the  heroic  deeds  of  Dewey,  Bagley  and  Hobson." 

In  a  debate  in  the  House  of  Representatives  on  the  first  of 
June,  Hon.  R.  Z.  Linney,  of  the  Eighth  North  Carolina  District, 
said  : 

"The  State  of  North  Carolina  always  does  its  full  duty,  in  time  of 
war  or  in  time  of  peace.  She  not  only  furnishes  troops,  but  she  fur- 
nishes the  best  troops  in  the  world.  The  first  soldier  who  gave  up  his 
life  in  the  late  war  between  the  States  was  a  North  Carolinian.  The 
first  who  shed  his  blood  in  the  war  with  Spain  was  a  North  Carolinian. 
And  such  was  also  the  case  in  the  war  of  the  Revolution.  Let  me  call 
attention  to  the  sacrifice  that  State  has  recently  made. 

"Worth  Bagley  stood  amid  the  fire-flames  of  war  at  a  period  that 
tried  men's  souls  ;  and  amid  the  volleys  of  shot  and  canister  from  the 
strongholds  of  the  enemy  he  had  the  cool,  philosophic  courage  to 
utter  expressions  that  none  but  the  noblest  heroes  of  the  world  could 
have  uttered  :  'Throw  me  a  rope  !  Heave  the  ship,  boys  !  It  is  too 
warm  for  comfort  here  !  '  One  moment  afterwards  off  went  the  head 
of  one  of  the  grandest  patriots  and  noblest  soldiers  of  the  United 
States      [Applause.] 

"  The  services  of  the  citizen  soldiery  of  North  Carolina  will  place 
her  standing  as  a  State  up  to  high-water  mark.  The  example  of 
Worth  Bagley  is  the  standard  my  State  has  set  for  courage  and  devo- 
tion to  principle.  We  simply  invite  other  States  to  come  up  to  that 
standard.  I  have  no  doubt  all  the  soldiers  of  all  the  States  of  the 
Union,  from  Mississippi  to  the  State  of  my  friend  from  Washington, 
will  do  all  they  can  to  come  up  to  the  high  standard  of  Worth 
Bagley." 


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Mrs.  Flora  Adams  Darling,  A.  M.,  President  of  the  Daughters 
of  the  Revolution,  in  a  letter  to  Mrs.  Spier  Whitaker,  Regent  for 
North  Carolina,  conveyed  in  loving  words  the  sympathy  of  the 
patriotic  societies. 

Mrs.  Alice  McL.  Birney  sent  the  sympathy  of  the  National 
Congress  of  Mothers. 

At  the  hour  of  the  funeral  service  in  Raleigh,  May  16th  busi- 
ness was  suspended  in  the  town  of  Plymouth,  N.  C,  and 
services  were  held  in  the  courthouse  and  bells  were  toiled. 
Mayor  Blount  presided,  and  addresses  were  made  by  Rev. 
E.  P.  Green,  Rev.  D.  W  Davis,  Rev.  G.  L.  Finch  and  Mr.  H 
S.  Ward.  "  The  Roanoke  Riflemen,  Company  E,  attended 
in  a  body,  with  crape  bands  around  their  arms  ;  the  drums  were 
wrapped  in  mourning,  and  the  muffled  beat  of  the  dead  march 
added  solemnity  to  the  occasion,"  says  the  Roanoke  Beacon. 

Rev.  A.  W.  Cheatham,  rector  of  Trinity  Church,  Nashville, 
Tenn.,  held  memorial  services  in  his  church  on  the  15th  of  May, 
and  delivered  an  appreciative  eulogy. 

Ol  the  organizations  sending  resolutions  of  sympathy  to  the 
family  in  addition  to  those  already  referred  to,  were  the 
Cape  Fear  Lodge  No.  2.  I.  O.  O.  F.,  and  Wilmington 
Lodge  No.  139,  I.  O.  O.  F.,  of  Wilmington  ;  the  New  Jersey 
Society  of  the  Daughters  of  the  Revolution ;  the  Women's 
National  Relief  Association  ;  the  General  Secretary  of  the  Daugh- 
ters of  the  Revolution  ;  the  Woman's  National  Cuban  League  ; 
the  Texas  Society  of  the  Daughters  of  the  American  Revolution, 
and  the  North  Carolina  Society  at  Washington.  D.  C. 

The  Southwestern  Presbyterian  University,  Clarkesville,  Tenn.r 
placed  its  flag  at  half-mast,  and  Chancellor  Summey  wrote  that 
Worth  Bagley's  name  was  inscribed  upon  it.  Many  other  like 
tributes  were  paid  in  memory  by  schools,  colleges  and  comniu- 
ties. 

On  the  day  of  the  funeral  in  Raleigh  by  order  of  the  Governor 
of  Virginia  the  flags  on  the  capitol  at  Richmond  were  placed  at 
half  mast. 

The  first  resolutions  passed  by  any  military  organization  were 
passed  by  Company  M,  "  The  Queen  City  Guards  "  (Capt.  H,  S. 
Chad  wick)  in  camp  Bryan  Grimes  at  Raleigh,  on  May  13th. 
Every  member  of  that  company  contributed  to  the  erection  of  a 
monument. 


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CHAPTER  XII. 

TRIBUTES  FROM  PUBLIC  MEN. 

t  »  r)RESIDENT  McKINLEY  deeply  deplored  the  death  of  the  gal- 

\         lant  fellow.    Both  President  McKinley  and  Secretary  Long,  in 

the  expressions  of  their  sorrow  at  the  tragedy,  and  admiration 

for  the  conductof  the  W  inslow's  crew,  made  it  clear  that  the  Winslow 

had  acted  under  orders  when  she  entered  Cardenas  harhor." 

The  New  York  Journal  of  May  14th  contained  the  above  tele- 
gram from  Washington. 

The  papers  have  been  full  of  tributes  from  eminent  public  men, 
and  many  of  them  have  written  words  of  sympathy  to  the  mother 
of  the  brave  boy  who  sleeps  in  his  deathless  grave  at  Oakwood. 
Room  is  made  here  only  for  a  few  of  the  personal  letters  and 
telegrams  received  by  Mrs.  Bagley  from  public  men  of  other 
States  than  North  Carolina. 

Hon.  John  D.  Long,  Secretary  of  the  Navy,  wrote  : 

"  Washington,  D.  C,  May  17,  1898. 
"  My  Dear  Mrs.  Bagley  : 

"  I  am  in  receipt  to  day  of  a  letter  from  Rev.  T.  N.  Haskell  (copy  of 
which  is  herein  enclosed),  requesting  that  I  forward  to  you  the  at- 
tached verses  on  the  death  of  your  son. 

"  In  forwarding  you  this,  may  I  not  be  permitted  also  to  offer  you 
my  heartfelt  sympathy  at  your  irreparable  loss.  Mr.  Haskell's  quo- 
tation of  the  letter  from  President  Lincoln  seems  to  me  especially 
appropriate.  You,  too,  have  the  thanks  of  the  Republic,  and  a  solemn 
pride  in  having  '  laid  so  costly  a  sacrifice  on  the  altar  of  freedom.' 

"  You  also  have  the  assurance  that   the  whole    navy  mourns   with 
you  in  the  loss  of  your  son,  who  died  at  his  post,  in  the  performance 
of  a  daring  duty — one  of  the  bravest  of  the  brave. 
"  With  great  respect, 

"  Very  sincerely  yours, 

"John  D.  Long." 

"  1651  Emerson  Avenue,         } 
"  Denver,  Col  ,  May  12,  1898.  f 

"  Dear  Mr.  Secretary  Long  : 

"  The  news  of  Ensign  Bagley's  tragic  death,  with  a  sketch  of  his 
beautiful  character  and  life  and  brave  deeds,  in  the  midst  of  which 
the  bursting  shell  nearly  beheaded  him  and  killed  four  of  the  brave 
fellows  by  his  side,  has  just  come  to  my  desk,  and  I  could  not  refrain 
from  impromptuing  the  enclosed  poem  for  his  deeply  afflicted  mother, 
whose  address  I  cannot  learn.  On  the  back  of  the  slip  I  have  copied 
President  Lincoln's  pathetic  letter  to  Widow  Bixby,  of  Boston.  I  wish, 


7§ 

even  in  the  midst  of  your  mighty  deeds  and  duties  now,  you  would 
see  that  the  message  is  sent  to  that  Jochebed,  '  Glorious  Mother,'  as 
soon  as  may  be.     Worth  Bagley's  mother  deserves  well  of  all. 

"  T.  N.  Haskell." 

LINCOLN'S  LETTER    OF    CONDOLENCE    TO    A    BEREFT    WIDOW     IN 

BOSTON, 

November  21st,  1864. 
My  Dear  Madam  : 

I  have  been  shown  in  the  files  of  the  War  Department,  a  statement 
of  the  Adjutant  General  of  Massachusetts,  that  you  are  the  mother  of 
five  sons  who  have  died  gloriously  on  the  field  of  battle.  I  feel  how 
weak  and  fruitless  must  be  any  word  of  mine,  which  should  attempt 
to  beguile  you  from  the  grief  of  a  loss  so  overwhelming,  but  I  cannot 
refrain  from  tendering  to  you  the  consolation  that  may  be  found  in 
the  thanks  of  the  Republic  they  died  to  save.  I  pray  that  our 
Heavenly  Father  may  assuage  the  anguish  of  your  bereavement,  and 
leave  you  only  the  cherished  memory  of  the  loved  and  lost,  and  the 
solemn  pride  that  must  be  yours,  to  have  laid  so  costly  a  sacrifice 
upon  the  altar  of  Freedom. 

Yours  very  respectfully  and  sincerely, 

Abraham  Lincoln. 

ENSIGN  BAGLEY  AND  HIS  BOYS. 


BY  T.  N.  HASKELL. 
An  Impromptu. 


When  Israel's  "  firstlings  of  the  flock  " 

(Upon  Jehovah's  altar  laid) 
Besprinkled  blood  upon  the  rock 

On  which  the  offering  was  made. 
When  Ellsworth  fell,  a  holocaust, 

And  in  the  White  House  "  lay  in  state,' 
Mankind  conceived  how  much  it  cost 

Humanity  to  liberate. 

When  Ensign  Bagley  fought  and  fell, 

As  the  first  offering  of  this  land — 
The  victim  of  that  vicious  shell 

Exploding  'mong  his  valiant  band — 
O,  God  !     How  great  the  human  gifty 

A  widow's  son,  so  wise  and  pure, 
The  Spanish  barbarism  to  lift 

And  Cuban  liberty  secure. 

(And  must  men  fight  and  must  men  fall 

And  give  their  lives  for  greatest  good? 
The  few  to  fall  for  good  of  all, 

And  broaden  out  our  brotherhood  ? 
This  problem,  like  thy  Providence, 

Seems  awe-inspiring  when'er  seen, 
Ami  it  must  have  long  ages  hence 

To  learn  much  that  its  lessons  mean.) 


79 

O,  Widow  Bagley  !     Could  you  see 

Your  son's  proud  name — above  all  praise — 
Emblazoned — as  'twill  surely  be — 

Down  to  his  country's  latest  days. 
You  would  thank  God  for  such  a  son 

And  that  his  death  in  such  a  scene, 
Doth  decorate  all  he  hath  done 

And  show  what  Martyrdom  doth  mean. 

"  The  Boys  "  that  fell  at  Bagley 's  side, 

Be  blazoned,  too,  in  types  of  blood, 
Proclaimed  henceforth  "  their  country's  pride," 

To  make  all  boys  both  brave  and  good  ! 
Their  memory — and  that  of  the  "  Maine  " — 

Like  "  resurrection  from  the  dead." 
Shall  give  the  world  their  lives  again 

Whene'er  their  names  are  known  or  read. 

Hon.  W.  J.  Bryan,  Lincoln,  Neb..  "  Relying  for  an  excuse  upon  a 
brief  but  pleasant  acquaintance  with  your  son,  I  write  to  tender  you 
my  sympany  in  your  great  bereavement,  and  at  the  same  time  to  bid  you 
hnd  consolation  in  the  thought  that,  while  it  is  the  lot  of  all  to  die, 
it  is  the  good  fortune  of  but  few  to  meet  so  honorable  a  death  as  that 
which  befell  your  boy.  Time,  that  great  healer  of  wounds,  will  as- 
suage your  grief,  but  it  will  only  brighten  the  glory  that  crowns  the 
memory  of  Worth  Bagley." 

Hon.  Hoke  Smith,  Atlanta,  Ga.:  "  I  spent  last  week  at  Key  West 
and  was  on  the  Winslow  with  Ensign  Bagley.  I  was  with  him  several 
hours.  I  am  deeply  grieved  and  sympathize  with  you  with  all  my 
heart." 

Hon.  Clark  Howell,  Atlanta,  Ga.:  "Permit  me  to  extend 
deep  sympathy  in  the  bereavement  of  Ensign  Bagley's  family.  The 
fact  that  the  blood  of  this  brave  young  Southerner  is  the  first  shed 
on  our  side  builds  an  everlasting  monument  to  his  memory  and  em- 
phasizes more  than  anything  else  could  have  done  the  fact  that  this 
is  a  re-united  country." 

Senator  Pritchard  :  "  Permit  me  to  tender  you  my  sincere  sympathy 
in  this  your  hour  of  great  bereavement." 

President  Geo.  T-  Winston,  University  of  Texas  :  "  My  heart  bleeds 
for  you  in  your  awful  sorrow.  May  God  strengthen  and  comfort  you  ! 
Only  a  few  months  ago  I  saw  him  here  on  the  Texas,  so  happy,  so 
noble  and  handsome  and  so  admired  and  beloved  by  all." 

Senator  Butler  :  "  He  died  fighting  under  the  stars  and  stripes  in 
the  cause  of  humanity  and  the  advancement  of  republican  institu- 
tions. His  gallant  life  and  heroic  death  will  do  honor  to  his  State, 
and,  indeed,  to  the  whole  country." 

Booker  T.  Washington  :  "I  feel  it  to  be  the  duty  of  negro  citizens 
as  well  as  white  citizens  to  contribute  to  erect  a  monument  to  the 
memory  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley." 

O'Brien  Moore,  Charleston,  W.  Va.:  "  I  send  congratulations.  I 
would  rather  have  a  dead  Bagley  for  a  relative  than  a  hundred  ordi- 
nary live  men." 


So 

Gen.  W.  R.  Cox,  Secretary  of  the  U.  S.  Senate:  "Not  only 
individuals,  but  the  nation  laments  the  sacrifice.  Your  afflic- 
tion is  indeed  grevious,  but  yet  there  is  amidst  the  dark- 
ness a  silver  lining  to  the  cloud,  when  we  recall  that  at 
the  command  of  his  country  he  went  promptly  to  the  front,  fell 
with  his  face  to  the  country's  foe,  and  parting  left  behind  him  a  light 
that  illumines  his  chosen  profession." 

Rev.  Thomas  Dixon  Jr.,  New  York  :  "  Please  express  my  heart's 
deepest  sympathy  in  the  great  sorrow  in  the  death  of  the  young  hero 
at  Cardenas.  I  am  proud  of  him  as  a  North  Carolinian.  I  am  proud 
of  him  as  a  young  Southerner.  I  am  proud  of  him  as  an  American. 
I  thank  God  that  he  reserved  for  the  defeated  and  poverty-stricken 
Southland  the  pain  and  glory  of  the  first  heroic  sacrifice  for  the  new 
nation  that  has  entered  upon  the  achievement  of    its    divine  destiny. 

The  young  hero's  name  is  a  household  word  in  every  nook  and 

corner  of  America  to-day." 

Henry  Jerome  Stockard,  Fredericksburg,  Va.:  "Life  at  longest  is 
but  a  breath  :  whether  we  live  a  day  or  a  century  it  makes  no  differ- 
ence— there  is  no  'long,'  no  '  short  '  life  when  measured  with  the  in- 
finite reach  of  time  and  eternity  :  then  that  spirit  which  went  out  in 
the  blinding,  petrific  shell  at  Cardenas  went  out  in  a  veritable 
blaze  of  glory.     The  nation  reveres  him  and  will  remember  him." 


CHAPTER  XIII. 

SEALED    THE    UNION    WITH    HIS    BLOOD. 

' '  \  X  J  ^  are  a^  Worth  Bagley's  countrymen  "  was  the  concluding 

*  V       sentence    of   an    editorial    in    the  New  York    Tribune 

referring  to  the  death  of  the  first  American  officer  in  the  war  with 

Spain,  the  son    of  an    officer   in    the    Confederate   Army.     The 

Tribune's  editorial,  reminding  one  of  the  utterances  of   Horace 

Greeley,  ended  with  this  paragraph  : 

"  It  is  worth  while  also  to  remember  that  the  South  furnishes  the  first 
sacrifice  of  this  war.  Ensign  Bagley  was  a  native  of  North  Carolina. 
With  his  blood  he  has  sealed  the  union  in  arms  of  the  North  and  South. 
A  people  who  once  fought  against  the  Stars  and  Stripes  send  one  of 
their  sons  as  the  first  sacrifice  for  the  honor  and  glory  of  that  Hag.  There 
is  no  North  and  no  South  after  that.  We  are  all  Worth  Bagley's  coun- 
trymen." 

In  the  same  spirit  writes  the  Springfield  Republican,  voicing 
the  breadth  of  patriotism  breathed  into  it  by  Sam  Bowles: 

"The  loss  of  life  in  the  Cardenas  engagement  was  our  first  sacrifice 
of  the  sort  in  this  war.  Let  us  not  forget  that  the  first  American  officer 
to  die  for  his  country  was  from  the  South.  In  view  of  the  great  and  trag- 
ic past,  this  fact  possesses  an  interest  that  touches  the  hearts  of  all  Amer- 
icans. In  the  red  blood  of  the  young  Carolinian,  the  North  and  South 
have  sealed  their  perpetual  reconciliation." 


FUNERAL    SCENES   AT    RALEIGH. 

LYING  IN  STATE  AT  STATE  CAPITOL,    VIEW  FROM   THE  HEAD. 

HONOR  GUARD  AT  THE  BAGLEY  HOME. 

FUNERAL  SERVICES  AND  CORTEGE  AT  CAPITAL  SQUARE. 

FLOWER  DECKED  GRAVE,  WITH  GRANDFATHER'S  GRAVE  TO  LEFT,  FATHER'S  TO  THE  RIGHT. 

CAPITOL  SQUARE  DURING   FUNERAL  SERVICES. 


8-1 

From  all  sources  have  come  similar  expressions.  The  G.  A.  R. 
Posts  and  the  Confederate  Veteran  Camps  have  sent  resolutions 
and  wreaths  of  flowers  to  place  upon  the  grave.  The  most  his- 
toric of  the  actions  taken  by  any  organization  outside  of  North 
Carolina  was  by  the  George  G.  Meade  Post  No.  i  of  Philadelphia, 
the  oldest  Grand  Army  organization  in  America.  The  Philadel- 
phia Press  thus  tells  of  the  method  employed  by  the  Meade  post 
to  do  honor  to  Ensign  Bagley  : 

"The  handsome  floral  design  which  members  of  George  G.  Meade  Post 
No.  i,  Grand  Army  of  the  Republic,  will  lay  on  the  new-made  grave  of 
Ensign  Worth  Baglev,  ihe  hero  of  Cardenas,  was  completed  yesterday. 
To-morrow  it  will  be  sent  to  the  Mayor  of  Raleigh,  N.  C,  with  the 
Post's  expressions  of  sympathy  and  eulogies  of  the  gallant  conduct  of 
the  brave  Southern  boy  who  gave  his  life  for  the  flag  of  a  reunited  nation. 

"This  pretty  tribute  by  which  gray  Northern  veterans  will  memorialize 
the  bravery  of  a  young  Southern  officer  is  touchmgly  symbolical  of  the 
sentiment  that  prompts  its  sending.  It  speaks  tenderly  of  the  past  and 
hopefully  of  the  future.  On  a  large  snow-white  wreath  of  immortelles, 
significant  of  the  undying  fame  of  the  Southern  hero  whose  name  it 
commemorates,  lies  a  grim  and  heavy  sword,  crossed  on  its  worn  scab- 
bard, and  tied  below  to  the  wreath  by  broad  strands  of  the  national 
colors. 

"  The  sword  is  a  time  and  war  worn  weapon,  knicked  and  blunt-point 
ed,  rust-eaten  and  stained  with  blood  that  flowed  a  third  of  a  century 
ago,  frayed  on  its  wire-bound  hilt — mute  testimony  of  deeds  of  valor  in 
the  thick  of  terrific  slaughter  The  symbolism  is  touching  in  its  import. 
For  this  blood-cut  sword  is  a  relic  of  one  of  the  fierce  and  deciding  bat- 
tles of  the  war  between  North  and  South.  In  hand-to-hand  combat  it 
was  wrested  from  one  of  the  boys  in  gray  by  one  of  the  boys  in  blue,  on 
the  death-strewn  field  of  Gettysburg.  Long  prized  as  a  trophy  won  in 
chivalric  combat,  it  is  now  the  gift  of  a  member  of  the  first  Grand  Army- 
Post  of  the  country,  the  Post  that  bears  the  name  of  Meade,  the  hero  of 
Gettysburg,  as  a  tribute  to  the  bravery  of  the  South. 

"Raised  to  strike  at  the  nation,  captured  and  shorn  of  power  by  a 
defender  of  the  nation,  at  length  returned  in  forgiveness  to  the  Common- 
wealth that  was  foremost  in  the  civil  strife,  it  tells  the  whole  story  of  a 
divided  country  reunited  and  devoted  to  a  common  flag. 

"  Further  significant  of  the  sentiment  that  prompts  the  sending  of  this 

tribute  is  the  word  "United'"  in  purple  immortelles,  wrought  prettily  on 

the  background  of  white,  between  the  points  of  the  sword  and  scabbard. 

On  the  ribbons  of  national  colors  that  bold  the  sword  and  scabbard  to 

the  wreath  loom,  in  gilt  lettering  the  inscriptions  : — 

•'  Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  U.  S.  N. 

"George  G.  Meade  Post,  No.  i,  G.  A.  R,, 

Philadelphia." 

"Veterans  of  Meade  Post  speak  proudly  of  the  act  of  chivalry  toward 
the  men  of  the  Southland.  Colonel  William  Haikness.  Jr.,  who  is  a 
member  of  the  Memorial  Committee  that  sends  the  tribute,  said  :  "We 
send  this  wreath  to  the  people  of  the  Sonth  as  an  outward  expression  of 
what  all  Northern  soldiers  feel  toward  their  old  foes  of  Dixie.  We  all 
harbor  the  kindliest  feeling  toward  Southern  soldiers.  We  want  to  for- 
give and  forget.     We  want  to  wipe  out  all  that  bitter  feeling  of.  the  past 


J 


and  we  are  glad  to  have  this  opportunity  to  show  our  sympathy  in  the 
loss  of  a  son  of  the  South  and  our  admiration  for  a  Southern  officer's 
valor. 

"  We  have  long  since  come  to  believe  that  the  boys  in  gray  were  sin- 
cere in  their  belief  in  the  righteousness  of  their  cause,  and  we  respect 
them  for  their  heroic  devotion  to  principle.  They  were  brave  men  and 
good  fighters.'" 

Accompanying  this  historic  tribute  was  a  tender  letter  of  sym- 
pathy to  the  mother.  Placed  on  the  grave  by  Federal  and  Con- 
federate soldiers,  this  wreath  and  sword  will  find  a  permanent 
place  in  the  State  Library  at  Raleigh,  N.  C,  typifying  the  oblite- 
ration of  sectionalism  and  proving  that  the  long  cherished  hopes 
for  a  reunited  country  have  been  realized. 

On  Mav  30th.  a  beautiful  wreath  of  red  roses  and  ivy,  with 
streamers  of  the  national  colors  sent  by  the  loyal  legion  ol  Wo- 
men of  Washington,  D.  C,  was  placed  on  the  grave  along  with 
the  tribute  from  Meade  Post. 

About  the  same  time,  the  New  York  Chapter  of  the  United 
Daughters  of  the  Confederacy  held  a  meeting  and  passed  resolu- 
tions of  sympathy.  In  forwarding  the  resolutions,  Mrs.  M.  L- 
Brodnax,  Corresponding  Secretary,  wrote  to  Mrs.  Bagley : 

"  While  every  member  feels  tenderest  emotions  of  pit}  for  the  mother, 
they  rejoice  with  you  in  the  glory  and  honor  which  will  forever  rest  upon 
the  memory  of  your  son  whose  noble  life  was  sacrificed  for  his  country... 
At  the  memorial  services  the  most  beautiful  tribute  was  paid  to  your  gal- 
lant boy  by  the  orator  of  the  day.  Allusion  was  made  to  the  graves  in 
our  dear  Southland,  where  the  father  and  son  lay  side  by  side,  heroes  of 
the  two  wars,  one  in  the  blue  the  other  in  the  gray,  and  the  fact  that  the 
first  blood  that  was  poured  out  as  a  sacrifice  was  that  of  a  Southerner, 
was  recalled  with  great  pride  by  the  speaker." 

In  his  Memorial  day  address  in  Philadelphia,  Commander  John 
W.  Frazier,  of  the  Col.  Fred  Taylor  Post,  in  the  course  of  a  pa- 
triotic address  on  the  sublime  spectacle  of  hearing  "  the  Union 
cheer  and  the  Rebel  yell  mingling  in  melody,"  said  : 

•'Can  we  do  better  upon  this  Memorial  Day  than  to  highly  resolve  that 
this  re-united  country  of  ours  baptized  with  the  blood  of  the  martyred 
heroes  of  the  Maine;  cemented  by  the  death  of  North  Carolina's  Bagley— 
the  Ellsworth  of  the  conflict— shall,  under  Divine  guidance,  have  a  new 
birth  of  Fraternity,  Charity  and  Loyalty  that  the  sectional  animosities 
that  have  beset  us  for  a  generation  shall  be  obliterated  forever  ;  that  all 
enmity  and  prejudice  between  the  North  and  the  South  shall  be  forever 
buried,  and  now  that  an  indestructible  Union  binds  us  together  in  purpose 
and  patriotism  to  make  the  fellowship  cordial  and  sincere,  as  tender  and 
lasting  as  a  mother's  love,  respecting  each  other's  sufferings  and  sorrows 
with  American  manhood  and  sympathy?  It  is  our  duty  as  past  soldiers 
of  the  Republic,  as  American  citizens,  to  help  bring  about  these  things.'" 


§3 

When  this  Federal  soldier  was  thus  speaking  of  the  reunited 
nation,  the  R.  F.  Webb  Confederate  Camp  No.  818,  of  Durham. 
N.  C.  (Col.  Julian  S.  Carr,  Commander,  and  Capt.  N.  A.  Ramsey 
Adjutant)  in  a  series  of  resolutions  said  : 

"The  first  blood  that  has  been  offered  on  the  altar  of  humanity  and  in 
the  cause  of  Cuba's  freedom  is  full  worth  the  sacrifice.  The  spirit  of 
Worth  Bagley  has  gone  to  join  that  of  Henry  Wyatt.  Brave  spirits  both, 
with  whom  the  post  of  danger  was  ever  the  post  of  honor,  and  whose 
bravery  and  gallantry  have  made  richer  the  history  of  our  common  coun- 
try." 

Among  many  letters  from  Federal  soldiers  the  following  is 
given  as  showing  the  spirit  of  the  men  who  followed  Grant  in  the 
War  Between  the  States  : 

Auburn,  N.  Y.,  May  25th,  1898. 
Dear  Madam  :— 

Although  a  graduate  of  the  prison  pens  of  Petersburg  and  Libby,  Va. , 
and  of  Salisbury.  N.  C,  and  though  my  two  visits  to  your  beautiful  city, 
as  a  prisoner  of  war,  were  made  under  painful  conditions  and  circum- 
stances, still,  so  great  a  healer  is  time,  and  so  strong  is  love  for  one's  \ 
country  and  its  citizens,  that  I  find  myself  among  the  thousands  of  others 
in  our  reunited  land,  dropping  a  tear  over  the  sad  fate  of  your  noble  boy 
who  so  recently  gave  up  his  life  as  a  sacrifice  in  the  cause  of  America 
and  humanity. 

While  it  is  true  that  "one  touch  of  nature  makes  the  whole  world  kin" 
I  believe  it  to  be  equally  true  that  only  those  who  have  suffered  greatly 
for  country's  sake  can  best  sympathize  with  one  another.  It  is  with  that 
feeling  that  I  as  a  Union  soldier  of  the  late  war,  send  to  you  as  a  widow 
of  a  Confederate  soldier,  my  heart-felt  sympathy  as  you  sit  by  the  new 
made  grave  of  him  who  belonged  to  and  died  for  neither  the  North  nor 
the  South,  but  the  whole  country  united  under  one  flag,  and  now  more 
closely  bound  together  in  a  bond  of  perfect  union  by  the  sacrifice  of  this 
young  patriot's  blood. 

Respectfully, 

Robert  L    Drummond. 

Rev.  James  L.  Tryon,  rector  of  All  Saints  church,  of  Attleboro, 
Mass.,  on  Sunday  May  29th,  preached  a  sermon  before  the  Wm. 
A.  Streetef  Post,  G.  A.  R.,  at  a  memorial  service  to  the  victims  of  the 
Maine,  Private  Wesley  Brass,  and  Ensign  Worth  Bagley.  At  the 
request  of  Mr.  Tryon,  Mrs.  Bagley  sent  flowers  and  a  picture  of 
her  son.     This  extract  is  taken  from  the  sermon  : 

"  Worth  Bagley  was  a  young  man  characteristic  of  his  time.  Public- 
spirited,  ambitious  in  the  best  sense,  in  mind  thoroughly  and  conscien- 
tiously trained.  An  athlete  of  athletes,  built  like  a  Greek  ;  a  warrior  ot 
warriors,  brave  as  a  Spartan.  The  flower  of  the  South  ;  tender  as  gal- 
lant, in  love  of  mother  none  surpassing,  he  was  a  gentleman  like  General 
Lee.  He  died  as  the  Southern  boy  would  pray  to  die  ;  his  last  command 
the  grace  of  knighthood,  his  arm  around  the  one  true  flag." 


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In  his  memorial  address  at  Arlington,  Senator  Thurston  said  : 

"  If  I  read  God's  history  aright,  civilization  and  Christianity  have  not 
come  from  the  survival  of  the  fittest,  but  by  the  sacrifice  of  the  best.  What 
puny  human  intelligence  dares  to  assert  that  the  blood  of  Lexington  was 
not  sacred,  even  as  the  blood  of  Calvary  ?  Warren  at  Bunker  Hill,  Baker 
at  Ball's  Bluff,  Bagley  at  Cardenas,  all  gloriously  died  to  hasten  the 
coming  of  God's  kingdom  on  earth." 

At  Fredericksburg,  Va.,  the  Ladies  Memorial  Association 
placed  a  beautiful  floral  anchor  beneath  the  shield  of  North  Car- 
olina on  the  Confederate  monument,  and  attached  to  it  was  a  card 
on  which  was  written:  'A  memorial  of  the  Courage  and  Faith- 
fulness of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  another  Laurel  in  North  Car- 
olina's Crown  of  Heroes.  We  place  this  tribute  beneath  her 
shield  on   our  Confederate  monument    May  19th,  189S." 

At  Portsmouth,  Va.,  on  Confederate  Memorial  day,  the  most 
touching  incident  was  the  unfurling  on  the  soldiers'  and  sailors' 
lot  in  the  cemetery  of  a  silken  flag,  inscribed  to  the  memory  of 
Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  U.  S.  N.,  the  first  victim  of  the  Spanish- 
American  war.  The  walnut  flagstaff  was  wound  about  with  garlands, 
At  the  top  was  a  chaplet  of  green  and  white,  while  around  the 
base  were  grouped  a  profusion  of  floral  designs  and  rare  blossoms. 

"  We  send  this  tribute  of  flowers  in  the  name  of  Fraternity, 
Charity  and  Loyalty"  were  the  closing  words  in  a  letter  from  the 
John  Brady  Woman's  Relief  Corps,  auxiliary  of  the  G.  A.  R. 
of  Erie  County  Perm.,  in  sending  flowers  that  were  placed  on  the 
grave  by  the  side  of  the  flowers  sent  by  Confederate  associations 
of  Southern  women— thus  commingling  the  floral  offerings  of  the 
noble  women  of  the  two  sections  who  keep  green  the  deeds  of 
valor  of  the  men  who  composed  the  armies  of  Lee  and  Grant. 

From  a  mass  of  like  clippings  from  editorial  utterances  of  lead- 
ing papers  in  every  state  in  the  Union,  the  following  fairly  repre- 
sent the  view  the  papers  take  of  the  heroic  death   of  the  young: 

officer  : 

Hartford  (Conn.)  Courant  :  "All  of  us  are  proud  of  Worth  Bagley, 
and  his  fame  belongs  to  us  all  .  All  the  states  should  be  represented 
in  the  Monument  Fund,  and  those  New  England  States  among  the  earh^ 
eit.  North  Carolina  was  one  of  the  Old  Thirteen,  and  this  is  now— God 
be  thanked  for  it !— a  re  united  country." 

Washington  (1).  C. )  Times  :  "  It  is  fitting  that  the  grave  of  the  young 
Ensi'ni  should  be  marked  by  a  monument  erected  by  the  North  ano 
South  together  The  South  is  proud  that  Ensign  Bagley  was  a  North 
Carolina  man  ;  the  North  is  proud  that  he  was  an  American  ;  and  both 
should  hasten,  to  do  him  honor  in  the  only  way  that  remains.' 


Philadelphia  Record  :  "The  spirit  that  blossoms  forth  in  such  a  tri- 
bute as  that  sent  to  Raleigh,  N.  C,  to  be  laid  on  the  grave  of  Ensign 
Bagley,  honors  the  Grand  Army  even  as  it  honors  the  immortal  dead  ; 
and  it's  manifestation  at  this  time  is  a  proof  that  the  lesson  of  decoration 
day  is  being  all  the  more  deeply  impressed  upon  thoughtful  natures  by 
the  events  of  the  present  war." 

Columbus  (O.)  Journal  :  "  The  South  did  not  stand  alone  at  the  bier  of 
the  dead  Ensign  who  gave  his  life  for  his  country.  In  the  North  the 
warmest  sympathy  was  felt  for  the  hero  and  his  bereaved  friends,  la- 
menting his  death,  were  nevertheless  happy  that  he  was  called  to  the  last 
muster  under  the  flag  that  his  father  fought  against  in  the  late  war.  The 
sad  event  marked  the  complete  reconciliation  of  the  two  sections." 

New  York  Journal  :  "  Ensign  Bagley  was  a  North  Carolinian,  son  of  a 
Confederate,  and  a  Democrat.  Admiral  Dewey  is  a  Vermonter,  of  poli- 
tics which  may  be  guessed  at  from  the  fact  that  he  was  simultaneously 
made  an  honorarv  member  of  the  Union  League  and  Democratic  clubs. 
Lieutenant  Hobson  is  an  Alabamian  and  a  Democrat.  Surely  this  war 
obliterated  sectionalism  and  partisanship  in  setting  up  the  one  standard 
of  valor."' 

New  York  Times  :  "  Ensign  Bagley  will  be  mourned  as  the  first  Amer- 
ican victim  of  the  war,  but  for  that  very  reason  he  is  sure  of  lasting  remem- 
brance. There  is  no  American  who  does  not  remember  the  first  victim 
of  the  civil  war  on  the  side  of  the  Union.  Bagley  will  be  remembered 
as  long  as  Ellsworth  is  remembered,  but  with  the  differene  that 
whereas  Ellsworth  threw  away  his  life  in  doing  what  he  should  have 
ordered  to  be  done  by  others,  Bagley  laid  down  his  in  the  strict  line  of 
his  duty." 

Denver  (Col.)  Times  :  "Deeply  significant  of  the  thorough  restora- 
tion of  our  union  is  the  fact  that  the  first  man  to  fall  in  the  war  with 
Spain  is  a  Southerner.  Ensiem  Bagley  was  from  North  Carolina,  and 
was  the  son  of  a  Confederate  Major.  *  He  was  born  since  the  civil  war, 
was  a  brilliant  naval  cadet,  a  gallant  officer,  and  died  smiling  at  danger, 
a  worthv  scion  of  the  heroic  people  from  whom  he  sprang. 

"A  more  glorious  death  for  a  young  officer  could  not  be  imagined.  His 
blood  was  the  final  cement  of  a 're-united  nation,  and  will  be  an  immor- 
tal landmark  in  history.  As  the  first  shot  at  Sumter  rent  the  nation 
asunder,  the  long  healing  process  was  forever  completed  the  moment  he 
fell. 

"  Ellsworth,  first  heroic  young  officer  to  give  up  his  life  in  the  civil 
war,  was  the  idol  of  the  North.  "His  name  is  remembered  where  gener- 
als and  admirals  and  statesmen  of  the  period  are  forgotten.  But  Bagley 
is  the  idol  of  the  whole  nation.  Long  after  the  pyramids  of  Egypt  shall 
have  sunk  to  the  level  of  the  Nile,  his  name  will  live  in  the  memory  of 
Americans." 

Atlanta  Constitution  :  "  There  is  more  than  ordinary  significance  in  the 
fact  that  the  first  drop  oi  American  blood  shed  in  the  present  war  with 
Spain  should  have  come  from  the  veins  of  one  of  North  Carolina's  gal- 
lant sons  ;  and  if  the  anguish  of  private  grief  for  one  so  gifted  with  the 
hero's  spirit  admits  of  any  consolation,  surely  it  is  found  in  the  gratifying 
fact  that  the  blood  of  this  young  martyr  freely  spilled  upon  his  country's 
altar,  seals  effectually  the  covenant  of  brotherhood  between  the  North 
and  the  South  and  completes  the  work  of  reconciliation  which  com- 
menced at  Appomattox. 

"  While  deploring  with  unaffected  sorrow  the  tragic  death  of  Ensign 
Bagley.  North  Carolina  must  feel  some  measure  of  patriotic  pride  in  be- 


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ing  the  first  State  in  the  entire  Union  to  suffer  bereavement  for  the  stars 
and  stripes.  But  the  whole  South  shares  with  North  Carolina  in  the 
tearful  honors  of  this  initial  sacrifice.  Ensign  Bagley  illustrated  in  his 
ardent  temperament  the  fire  and  spirit  of  the  ideal  Dixie  youth.  His 
father  was  one  of  the  bravest  soldiers  who  ever  donned  the  Confederate 
uniform,  and  for  generations  back  his  ancestors  were  natives  of  the  soil. 

"  More  than  any  other  influence  which  has  operated  to  restore  fraterni- 
ty between  the  sections  since  the  late  war  is  the  martyrdom  of  North  Caro- 
lina's brave  young  officer.  Eloquent  speeches  have  softened  the  heart  of 
the  nation,  but  they  have  failed  to  approximate  in  welding  and  solidfying 
power  the  blood  of  Ensign  Bagley." 

Cincinnati  Christian  Advocate  :  "Twenty-seven  years  before.  24th, 
May,  1861.  Elmer  E.  Ellsworth,  colonel  of  the  Eire  Zouaves,  of  New 
York  City,  died  in  Alexandria,  Virginia.  In  filial  words  to  parents  he 
had  written:  "Whatever  may  happen,  cherish  the  consolation  that  I 
was  engaged  in  the  perlormance  of  a  sacred  duty."  Ordered  to  Alex- 
andria, his  duty  became  the  removal  of  the  rebel  flag  that,  from  a  win- 
dow in  the  White  House,  Abraham  Lincoln  had  seen  floating  defiance 
from  the  roof  of  the  Marshall  House.  Fearless  of  death,  Ellsworth  cut 
the  stars  and  bars  from  their  staff— and  died  a  martyr  for  the  Union,  the 
first  soldier  officer  killed  by  secession  arms. 

"In  no  unworthy  urns  lie  the  dust  of  these  voung  men.  Born  far  apart 
one  the  son  of  the  North,  the  other  son  of  the  South,  they  died  beneath 
the  same  flag,  and  for  the  sacred  cause  of  liberty.  Had  Bagley  lived  in 
'61,  he  might  have  fought  beneath  the  eleven  stars — but  history  had  made 
him  son  of  the  Union,  and  he  died,  as  Eilsworth  died,  for  stars  and  stripes 
and  the  Fatherland. 

"  Beneath  the  Cuban  sun  he  stood,  his  face  full  front  toward  the  foreign 
foe  ;  then  fell  for  Cuba's  freedom  and  philanthropy.  When  all  the  story 
of  the  struggle  has  been  told— this  also  shall  be  told,  that  first  to  die  in 
war  for  the  Republic  of  Cuba,  was  Worth  Bagley,  ensign  on  the  Winslow." 


CHAPTER  XIV. 

TWO    MONUMENTS. 

TWO  enduring  monuments  will  tell  the  high  esteem  in  which 
Ensign  Bagley  was  held  by  the  people  and  the  permanent 
place  that  will  be  accorded  him  in  history.  On  May  13th,  the 
Raleigh  News  &  Observer,  in  its  local  columns,  said  ; 

"Almost  immediately  upon  the  reception  of  the  news  of  the  battle 
here,  Captain  N.  W.  West,  proposed  a  monument  to  the  first  martyr 
of  the  war  for  Cuban  freedom,  and  indicated  a  willingness  to  start 
the  subscription  list  with  $100. 

"Upon  consideration,  though,  it  was  deemed  best  to  build  such  a 
monument  by  popular  subscriptions  of  from  1  cent  to  $1  each.  This 
suggestion  was  endorsed  by  the  other  members  of  the  committee, 
Mayor  Russ,  Mr.  W.  S.  Primrose,  Mr.  R.  T,  Gray,  Mr.  F.  A.  Olds, 
who  represented  the  city  in  honoring  the  dead  hero.  To  this  end  they 
as-ked  the  press  of  the  city  to  publish,  from  day  to  day,  the  list  of  sub- 
-1  libers,  and  to  request  patriotic  citizens  in  ibis  and  other  States  fie* 
contribute  to  the  fund." 


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On  the  same  day  the  Raleigh  Morning  Post  said  : 

"The  universal  sorrow  at  the  death  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley,  the 
first  officer  in  the  American  navy  to  fall  in  the  war  with  Spain,  finds 
expression  in  a  spontaneous  movement  to  contribute  a  fund  for  the 
erection  of  a  monument  to  commemorate  his  gallant  life  and  heroic 
death.  To  Mr.  N.  W.  West,  who  followed  the  fortunes  of  the  stars 
and  bars  during  the  war  between  the  States,  is  due  the  credit  of 
suggesting  to  the  Morning  Post  that  it  undertake  to  raise  a  monument 
fund,  and  accordingly  his  name  heads  the  list  of  subscribers.  But 
the  response  of  the  public  was  so  prompt  that  half  a  hundred  citizens 
within  half  an  hour,  voluntarily  came  to  the  office  and  had  their 
names  enrolled. 

"  The  monument  fund  will  be  raised  by  a  plan  that  is  truly  a  pop- 
ular subscription.  No  subscriber  will  be  permitted  to  contribute  more 
than  a  dollar  to  the  fund,  while  subscriptions  for  one  cent,  or  for  any  sum 
more  than  one  cent  and  not  more  than  one  dollar  will  be  received. 
Subscriptions  are  solicited  from  patriotic  citizens  wherever  the  Amer- 
ican Hag  floats,  who  love  their  country  and  honor  bravery.  To  this 
fund  all  can  contribute,  for  the  widow's  mite  or  the  child's  penny 
will  be  acceptable  as  any  man's  dollar. 

"  The  fund  will  be  placed  in  the  custody  of  the  treasurer  of  the 
Post,  and  when  a  sufficient  sum  shall  have  been  received,  proper 
committees  will  make  arrangements  for  the  erection  of  a  monument." 

This  fund  which  the  Post  thus  inaugurated  has  grown  so  rapid- 
ly as  to  make  it  a  bronze  or  marble  statue,  or  monument  erected 
in  the  city  of  Raleigh  by  contributions  from  all  parts  of  the  Union, 
will  recall  the  story  of  the  valor  of  Worth  Bagley  to  all  visitors 
to  his  native  city,  and  be  a  daily  inspiration  to  the  youth  of  his 
native  state. 

A  monument  of  another  character,  one  peculiarly  fitting,  will 
connect  his  name  forever  in  history  with  Cushing,  Ericcson, 
Winslow  [also  a  native  of  North  Carolina]  and  other  heroes  of 
the  American  Navy.  On  the  20th  of  June,  1S98,  the  Secretary  of 
the  Navy  announced  in  the  public  press  that  the  first  of  the  new- 
torpedo  boats  to  go  into  commission  would  bear  the  name  of  the 
brave  young  Ensign  Bagley,  the  first  American  officer  to  lose  his 
life  in  this  war.  Hon.  Richmond  Pearson  member  of  the  House 
of  Representatives  of  the  ninth  North  Carolina  district,  conveyed 
the  information  of  this  honor  in  the  following  telegram  from 
Washington,  D.  C,  to  a  relative  of  the  dead  Ensign  : 

"The  Secretary  of  the  Navy  has  just  told  me  he  would  name  the 
new  torpedo  boat  'Worth  Bagley.'  When  I  described  the  sponta- 
neous outpouring  at  Bagley's  funeral,  the  Secretary  said  :  'It  was 
well  deserved.'  " 

The  press  and  the  public  received  this  action  with  approval. 
The  following  editorial  from  the  Syracuse,  N.  Y.  Post  voiced  this 
sentiment  that  found  expression  everywhere : 


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"  It  was  a  deserved  act  of  grateful  recognition  for  the  Government 
to  give  the  name  of  Bagley  to  the  first  of  the  new  torpedo  boats  to  be 
constructed.  This  brave  young  officer,  the  first  commissioned  officer 
in  the  Navy  to  fall  in  the  war,  met  death  under  peculiarly  heroic  cir- 
cumstances. He  did  his  duty  at  a  most  perilous  post,  exhibiting  a 
bravery  and  heroism  worthy  of  a  veteran  officer.  The  honor  due  to 
his  memory  will  be  an  inspiration  to  other  young  officers  that  emulate 
his  virtue's." 


TWO  MOTHERS. 

[Written  by  Mr.  W-  C.  Ervin  on  the  Death  of  Ensign  Worth  Bagley.] 

Two  mothers  stand  by  a  hero's  grave 

In  a  Southern  city  fair. 
And  one  sheds  tears  for  the  fallen  brave, 

And  cries  in  her  dark  despair  ; 
But  one  makes  never  a  cry  nor  moan, 

And  stands  in  her  pride  elate  : 
For  one  is  the  mother  of  flesh  and  bone, 

And  one  is  the  mother  State. 

O,  mother,  you  of  the  burning  tears 

And  you  of  the  dark  despair, 
The  hope  and  pride  of  your  love-lit  years 

Are  shrouded  and  buried  there  : 
For  fame  is  naught  when  the  loved  are  dead. 

And  a  nation's  praise  is  vain 
When  the  parting  words  at  the  grave  are  said. 

And  the  soul  is  seared  with  pain. 

And,  mother,  you  in  your  pride  elate, 

You  joy  that  another  name 
Is  blazoned  now  on  the  lofty  gate 

In  the  temple  of  your  fame  ; 
'.'  Behold  !  "    you  cry,  "on  wave  or  strand, 

How  my  children  die  for  me — 
They  fall  like  Spartans  on  the  land 

And  like  Vikings  on  the  sea  I  " 

A  stately  shaft  of  enduring  stone 

One  mother  will  rear  in  pride, 
And  with  sculptor's  chisel  for  aye  make  known 

How  a  Carolinian  died  ! 
And  one  will  plant  the  cypress  tree 

To  sigh  for  the  deadly  strife, 
And  a  rose,  as  white  as  the  snow  can  be, 

To  tell  of  a  spotless  life. 

One  mother  brings,  as  a  last  farewell, 

To  our  hero's  grave  to-day, 
The  amaranth  and  the  asphodel, 

And  one  a  garland  of  bay  ; 
And  one  stands  there  in  her  griet  alone, 

And  one  in  her  pride  elate — 
For  one  is  the  mother  of   flesh  and   bone. 

And  one  is  the  mother  State.