I know, I know. I've got about four TLs on the go, at the moment now. And its not like I update them regularly. But when an idea seizes you, there is little you can do about it. And so I succumb, and put fingers to keys and set about writing an American Civil War TL. But this one is a tad different. This one has a POD in 1865, and the Confederates don't win...
Havana, Cuba
Jefferson Davis looked queasily at the Gulf Sea, to the north which he had left behind. A dark feeling hung over him, and he sighed with the resignation of a defeated man. But he wasn't defeated, not yet. A last thread of hope remained. Beyond the Mississippi, the Texans had held off Federal troops, and showed that the grit of Houston and Crockett still existed. Even now, while Lee languished under de facto Federal arrest, there was still hope. Leaving the dock, Davis along with a few other key Confederate dignitaries headed to one of Havana's hotels, where they would stay before taking ship to Texas, where they would continue the war...
Richmond, Virginia
Robert E Lee coughed harshly as he strode down Richmond's streets, trying to muffle his discomfort with a handkerchief. His health had not been great by the time he had come to surrender, but it had continued to worsen, whether due to guilt or age, he knew not. His movements were carefully monitored by the Federal occupiers, but he knew that he was somewhat emblematic of the Confederacy in their eyes. But he enjoyed a regular stroll through the streets.
As he turned a corner, the instinctive situational awareness that had served him so well in the war kicked in. Something was wrong. This street was too quiet, there were too few people circulating. The eyes of those who were there were dark and shadowy. He picked up the pace, hoping to escape this street and leave its eerie atmosphere behind. But he was stopped by a Union cavalryman who was on foot.
'You. You're that General Bobby Lee, who gave us a licking all through this damn war.' Lee could tell from the man's eyes that he would have to be very careful.
'Yes, I am he. But I assure you, I carried out my duty to my state as faithfully as I could, though it pained me to fight fellow Americans and rebel against the Union.' The man's expression twisted into a grimace.
'It pained you? Did it pain you that my brother died at Gettysburg? My little brother, only a boy, a damn fool for joining up so young, but that don't excuse you killing him!' Lee could tell the man would not listen to reason. He ducked around him and tried to hurry away, knowing he could not match the young cavalryman in a fight.
'Don't run away from me, I'll have you for what you did! Come back you coward!' There was a pause, and he hoped he was going to get out of this with no more than shaken nerves, and a bruised ego. Suddenly a stone sailed through the air and struck him in the back. He staggered and almost fell, but the urgency of the situation was now clear. He ran, but the cavalryman was faster. He caught up with Lee and knocked him to the ground. Lee stared up as a black boot came crashing down into his stomach. The pain was agonising, and he folded in half, wheezing and coughing.
'I ain't done with you yet, old man. I'm gonna have some fun with you...' The man was cut off by an outraged yell, a local had seen what was going on, and the cavalryman was shouting, telling the Richmonder to back and go about his business, but the local didn't back down and asked what in tarnation did he think he was doing, and did he know that it was Bobby Lee he was stamping on. The cavalryman swore and replied that he knew damn well it was Bobby Lee, and he was going to show him what he thought of him. He punctuated this, by stamping down hard on Lee's chest. A crowd was gathering now, but it was becoming a blur to Lee, as he slipped out of consciousness...
Richmond Dispatch
Yesterday a riot broke out, between Union soldiers and local Richmonders. Reports indicate that it started because General Robert E Lee was being abused, verbally and physically, by an aggreived Union man, and locals did not take kindly to this. Several buildings have been burned down, and fighting continues in several streets of the city. The Richmond Dispatch advises citizens to keep well away from the rioting, stay indoors, and try to avoid any suspiscious looking characters...
Havana, Cuba
Jefferson Davis looked queasily at the Gulf Sea, to the north which he had left behind. A dark feeling hung over him, and he sighed with the resignation of a defeated man. But he wasn't defeated, not yet. A last thread of hope remained. Beyond the Mississippi, the Texans had held off Federal troops, and showed that the grit of Houston and Crockett still existed. Even now, while Lee languished under de facto Federal arrest, there was still hope. Leaving the dock, Davis along with a few other key Confederate dignitaries headed to one of Havana's hotels, where they would stay before taking ship to Texas, where they would continue the war...
Richmond, Virginia
Robert E Lee coughed harshly as he strode down Richmond's streets, trying to muffle his discomfort with a handkerchief. His health had not been great by the time he had come to surrender, but it had continued to worsen, whether due to guilt or age, he knew not. His movements were carefully monitored by the Federal occupiers, but he knew that he was somewhat emblematic of the Confederacy in their eyes. But he enjoyed a regular stroll through the streets.
As he turned a corner, the instinctive situational awareness that had served him so well in the war kicked in. Something was wrong. This street was too quiet, there were too few people circulating. The eyes of those who were there were dark and shadowy. He picked up the pace, hoping to escape this street and leave its eerie atmosphere behind. But he was stopped by a Union cavalryman who was on foot.
'You. You're that General Bobby Lee, who gave us a licking all through this damn war.' Lee could tell from the man's eyes that he would have to be very careful.
'Yes, I am he. But I assure you, I carried out my duty to my state as faithfully as I could, though it pained me to fight fellow Americans and rebel against the Union.' The man's expression twisted into a grimace.
'It pained you? Did it pain you that my brother died at Gettysburg? My little brother, only a boy, a damn fool for joining up so young, but that don't excuse you killing him!' Lee could tell the man would not listen to reason. He ducked around him and tried to hurry away, knowing he could not match the young cavalryman in a fight.
'Don't run away from me, I'll have you for what you did! Come back you coward!' There was a pause, and he hoped he was going to get out of this with no more than shaken nerves, and a bruised ego. Suddenly a stone sailed through the air and struck him in the back. He staggered and almost fell, but the urgency of the situation was now clear. He ran, but the cavalryman was faster. He caught up with Lee and knocked him to the ground. Lee stared up as a black boot came crashing down into his stomach. The pain was agonising, and he folded in half, wheezing and coughing.
'I ain't done with you yet, old man. I'm gonna have some fun with you...' The man was cut off by an outraged yell, a local had seen what was going on, and the cavalryman was shouting, telling the Richmonder to back and go about his business, but the local didn't back down and asked what in tarnation did he think he was doing, and did he know that it was Bobby Lee he was stamping on. The cavalryman swore and replied that he knew damn well it was Bobby Lee, and he was going to show him what he thought of him. He punctuated this, by stamping down hard on Lee's chest. A crowd was gathering now, but it was becoming a blur to Lee, as he slipped out of consciousness...
Richmond Dispatch
Yesterday a riot broke out, between Union soldiers and local Richmonders. Reports indicate that it started because General Robert E Lee was being abused, verbally and physically, by an aggreived Union man, and locals did not take kindly to this. Several buildings have been burned down, and fighting continues in several streets of the city. The Richmond Dispatch advises citizens to keep well away from the rioting, stay indoors, and try to avoid any suspiscious looking characters...