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Title: Recollections of a Rebel reefer
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Morgan, James Morris, 1845-1928
Subjects: Georgia (Confederate cruiser)
Publisher: Boston New York : Houghton Mifflin Company
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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eated such excitement by repeating the popularHoch der Kaiser rhymes, the refrain of which is Me undGott, for which he was banished to Bremerton. About every half-hour a rain squall passes over the place andthe water comes down, not in drops, but in sheets. A small crowd of officials came to the dock to welcome Dr.Amador home. They seem delighted to learn that they have hada revolution and that it has been successful (in Washington).Dr. A. is really the whole revolution. At 9 A.M. took the special train for Panama. Train decoratedwith flags. We had an ovation all the way across the Isthmus.The train runs for some distance along the banks of the ChagresRiver and crosses that stream several times. From Colon toPanama there is an almost continuous settlement inhabited chieflyby Chinamen and Jamaica negroes. Along the route of the pro-posed canal there lies, going to ruin, an extraordinary amount ofmachinery such as locomotives, cars, steel rails, etc., and steamtugs, dredges, and barges.
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DR. M. AMADOR First President of the Republic of Panama, 1903 The Panama Revolution 477 Arriving at Panama we found the city gayly decorated withflags, and the whole Panamanian army was at the railway stationto do honor to their chief. It was a most extraordinary array com-posed mostly of negroes. There were tall old men with short gunsof the vintage of 1812, and small boys, evidently not more thanfourteen years of age, carrying old muskets with enormously longbarrels; their uniforms were evidently made to suit the taste ofthe individual wearers, as no two were alike, most of them beingadorned with yellow, blue, and red rags supposed to representribbons; but they all appeared to be dirty and ragged. A band ofmusic, however, enlivened the scene as they gayly marched offescorting their new President to his residence. On the route bombsWere exploded and fire-crackers lavishly popped. The Hotel Central where I stopped was only two or three doopsfrom the home of Dr. Amador, in front of whi

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