Really? You Needed That?

A fire trumpet!!!!!

A fire trumpet!!!!!

I do not know if any of our readers know historians or history buffs. Perhaps you fit into these categories yourselves. If so, I hope this post resonates with you.

With all the television attention given to hoarders lately, it is sometimes difficult to justify a purchase that may seem, to some, a bit strange. If you live alone, the situation becomes easier, but if you live with a spouse or family . . . well . . . there is usually some explaining to do.

The easiest purchases to justify are books–even hundreds of them. After all, amazon.com has plenty of books about the Civil War for just a penny! 1¢, and $3.99 shipping. There is also amazon Prime, which means that, even though you pay more than 1¢ for the book in the first place, it gets delivered to your door (did you just read that?? YOUR DOOR!!!!!) within two days. That is faster than waiting for the weekend to go shopping.

OK--this one was more than 1¢

OK–this one was more than 1¢

When someone mentions a book, or you read about one in the Monitor or Civil War Times, you can just order it–right then and there! If someone publishes a paper in The Journal of the Civil War Era or Civil War History, you can just put their name into the amazon search box and get your hands on whatever else they have written–did I mention the two-day deal? The feeling is incredibly satisfying; it is Happy Birthday in your mailbox every day. Huzzah!

But then there are the other things–you know those things: a minié ball from Shiloh, a belt buckle from Petersburg, a lock of General Pickett’s hair, a strand of Traveler’s tail, a campaign ribbon for General McClellan . . . and all the other opportunities that show up unexpectedly in our travels. I am not personally tempted by the things just listed, but just let it tie into Elmer Ellsworth in any way, because then I just hate to have to say “no,” and usually do not.

You know what I am talking about. Hopefully no readers have lost great amounts of money or a good relationship in the eternal relic hunt, but sometimes I have gotten close. Like last Thursday, when the big box came. It came from some place back East, and it looked pretty professional, but it was big–as in BIG big.–three feet by two feet by one foot big. Big.

The big box was sitting on the porch when I got home from work. It took a bit to wrangle it into the house, as there is a screen door as well as a regular door, but I was successful. It was so exciting! I couldn’t believe it had arrived! There are not enough exclamation points (which one is not to use in military writing) to convey my sense of thrill.

11thposterYou see, Colonel Elmer Ellsworth raised a group of New York fire fighters in the spring of 1861, and brought them to Washington City to fight the war that Ellsworth’s friend and mentor Abe Lincoln felt was imminent. Ellsworth’s 11th New York Fire Zouaves cut quite a swath through the capital city. They had a terrible reputation for excessive alcohol consumption and sexual harassment, usually in that order. Their poor Colonel practically wore out his boots chasing down the truth, and then either disciplining his soldiers or writing an explanation for the newspapers. The Fire Zouaves were sarcastically referred to as “Ellsworth’s Lambs.”

Inevitably, because it was Elmer Ellsworth after all, the famous Willard Hotel caught fire. d06887518b791c9e77ce55f01a00cd75Who better to rush to a fire than the New York Fire Zouaves? No one! According to the memoirs of New York Fire Zouave Arthur O’Neil Alcock, Ellsworth himself “grabbed the trumpet and gave out the orders!” The important words here are the trumpet. Because I bought one!

I had no idea what Alcock was writing about when I first read the quote, but I dug around and found that in the nineteenth century–before computers–fire departments used speaking trumpets to convey orders. Fires are, after all, loud and disorderly affairs. For a firefighter to hear an order was difficult at best, and to create that best, brass speaking trumpets about one and a half feet long were found on every working “masheen.” Fire captains yelled their orders into the small end of the trumpet, and they boomed out the large end.

Alcock is the one on the far left

Alcock is the one on the far left

Who would want one of these? Me. Besides, Elmer Ellsworth had one, so . . . when I saw one listed on eBay for a reasonable price (in my opinion!) I bid and I won. Yay Me! So, when it arrived, I was ecstatic. Sitting just behind me, here in my home office filled with books I got for 1¢, is a lovely brass fire trumpet, complete with a red and gold silk cord. It is a wonder to behold, and it works. I tried it out on History Cat, and she was properly annoyed.

locketNevertheless, I had to ask myself just why I had been moved to purchase such a useless absurdity. I am not a firefighter, I have no problem raising my voice to make myself heard–I teach school, after all. But I had to have that brass trumpet. I had to have it because it makes me feel closer to Elmer Ellsworth, a man I never met, will never meet, and who is a hugely important part of my life. I feel more connected to him now, just as I did when I bought the envelopes, the poster reproduction, the manual of arms, and actually touched a copy of the bill Ellsworth proposed to the Illinois State Legislature before he went to Washington with Mr. Lincoln. I cried when that happened.

I suspect that most of us do the same sort of thing. We read about this war, about its hhs-1862-freemancolby-47-ellsworth-www-marekbennett-comhistory before and after, and we think about the men and women who lived then. We look for connections; who were they? Why did they do the things they did? What made them who they were, and how different are they from who we are? We gather items together to help us make sense of the lives we study. If we eat the foods they ate, wear the clothes they wore, listen to the music they heard . . . it goes on and on.

Does it work? I think so, at least for me. Some call them souvenirs, some say relics, others have less positive words, but the business of selling old things and reproductions of old things goes on. Civil War relic hunters are not a new phenomenon. The men who were with Colonel Elmer Ellsworth when he was shot on the staircase at the Marshall House in Alexandria dipped their handkerchiefs into his blood as it pooled beside and under him. Within weeks the hotel itself had been hacked at so badly by those who wanted a sliver of wood from the place where a famous martyr died (Ellsworth or James Jackson, depending on your politics) that it had to be closed. Those slivers still show up from time to time on eBay, and are even mentioned by historian Adam Goodheart in his book 1861. He owns a couple, I believe.20100221-Relic 3

The brass trumpet is glorious right now, but soon it will need to be dusted, and something else will take its place in my imagination. I will read about, or hear about some other artifact that is Ellsworthian in nature, and I will have to have it, if possible. The quest is endless for all of us, because ultimately none of the things we do, buy, or read will transport us back to wherever we wish to be.

Personally, however, I plan to keep on buying trying.

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5 Responses to Really? You Needed That?

  1. Robert C. Sorrell says:

    I ask myself that question everytime that I trip over or have to move a 300# cannonball that kept calling my name. I myself collect memorabilia from Civil War Units that had fire connections, the 11th New York Fire Zouaves and the 72nd Pennsylvania -Philadelphia Fire Zouaves probably were two of the most star crossed units in the Union Army but they were firefighters just as I was.

  2. Amanda Warren says:

    Meg, your fire trumpet is beautiful! meaningful! precious! I can completely understand why you would need to possess such a unique item associated with a particular aspect of the overall heroism of Elmer Ellsworth. Congratulations for acquiring it! And thank you for sharing it and its history with us. (I didn’t know the Willard Hotel actually burned! what was the date?)

    Even more, thank you for shedding insight into our quest to connect with this quintessential time in the human drama. Today I stood with numerous such seekers watching a sesquicentennial re-enactment of a battle south of Atlanta: dedicated men and women reliving soldiers’ exertions upon horses, behind artillery pieces, and marching and firing across fields. I looked about me and wondered at what we were doing, whether participants or spectators. It is inexplicable yet compelling. I guess some points of human history are just so immense and intense and unresolved that we must repeat and revisit them.

    Some period musicians at the event managed to convey part of the mystery of why we were there. I am not sufficiently gifted to translate what they communicated into words, but there it was, within the strains and lilts brought forth from their instruments. Your fire trumpet with its red cord blares out something similar.

  3. Meg Thompson says:

    Miss Amanda! How nice to hear from you, and thanks for the lovely and enlightening comments. I agree with you completely. The Willard caught fire the night of May 9, 1861. Ellsworth and his men rushed to the scene at about 3 AM, and Ellsworth asked who was in command? No one knew so, being Ellsworth, he took the trumpet. When challenged a little while later, he responded, “If you have more men here than I have, you can take it.” Obviously, he kept it.

    Thanks for the comments about the musicians. I play Civil War brass all the time in the car, and I love it. I have even had one of the Ellsworth compositions–“The Zouave Quickstep”–recorded for me by the woman who teaches choir at out school. I got the sheet music from the Library of Congress, she worked it up, and now it lives again. I am getting married next July 4, and our music will be provided by the Band of the California Battalion. It isn’t a Civil War wedding, just an old fashioned 4th–but I guarantee it will have wonderful music.

    Yeah–the fire trumpet is pretty fantastic. REMEMBER ELLSWORTH!

  4. Meg Thompson says:

    I am so glad you sold them instead of just putting them in the garage or some place. You are correct–they are out there enriching someone else’s life. Huzzah!

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