Esther Carroll at
Patterson Park/Hampstead Hill
the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof thro' the night that our flag
was still there..........." The Star Spangled Banner
During the war of 1812 events very significant to
American history occurred at Baltimore, Maryland. My 4th great grandfather Andrew
Stuart Dickey, who would later become a resident of Washington County, Missouri,
participated in these events.
Andrew volunteered for service at Lancaster County,
Pennsylvania. Four days after the British captured Washington, DC, he mustered into
ranks, at the age of 16, on Aug. 28th, 1814 at Baltimore. He served as a private in
the Pennsylvania Volunteers, 1st Brigade, 49th Regiment of the Maryland Militia under the
command of Capt. James Clyde and Lt. Col. Thomas W. Veazey.
The 49th Regiment was among the more than 10,000 troops
entrenched at Hampstead Hill (now known as Patterson Park.) When the British ships
shelled Baltimore for more than 25 hours on Sept. 13 & 14 it was the troops at
Hamstead Hill that blocked the invading British land forces that had marched inland from
the North Point Peninsula and prevented them from capturing Fort McHenry. After the
bombardment ceased at dawn on Sept. 14th , Hamstead Hill could see "that our flag was
still there" flying bravely over Fort McHenry and signifying the British
failure. These are the events that inspired Francis Scott Key to compose the
"Star Spangled Banner" which later became the National Anthem of our country.
Andrew served until Sept. 21st, 1814 a total of 24 days for
which he was paid $7.43. He was allowed four days to travel the 62 miles to his home
and was honorably discharged Sept. 28th, 1814.
ANECTODE: While in Baltimore in
June, 1991 we stayed at the KOA campground there. Every morning at dawn we were
awakened by a very
happy & enthusiastic mocking bird who enjoyed singing loudly & jumping up &
down on everyones TV antennas! He seemed to especially favor our camper & the
ones near it.
Gene & I visited the docks in Baltimore to admire all of the luxury
boats. We eventually wandered well away from the main tourist area & when we
became hungry for lunch the only close restaurant was a fancy yacht club. We weren't
exactly dressed appropriately for such a place but figured the worst they could do was
tell us to leave in which case we would have to walk for another hour or more to find a
different restaurant. So we apprehensively opened the door & went in. The
place was full of people, most of them wearing expensive suits and designer clothes.
You should have seen everyone's eyebrows go up when we walked in wearing
"casual" shorts, tennis shoes & matching "Huzzah River Rat" tee
shirts! (with a picture of a big, ugly rat standing in an overturned canoe on it)
But the waitress was polite & seated us by a window near the entrance. We
ate our lunch & then wandered on with our sightseeing!
Researched & Written By: Esther
M. Ziock Carroll (Published in the Independent Journal 21 Sept. 1989-
the article on this page has a few changes & revisions)