Confederate Gold and Silver

Peter F. Warren

Description

This unique story consists of two stories that the author imaginatively merges together at the end of the book, bringing it to an exciting conclusion.

This historical mystery contains two stories which gradually merge into one. One occurs during 2011, while the other takes place in 1863 during the height
of the Civil War.

In 2011, after moving to South Carolina, Paul Waring, a retired Connecticut state trooper, and his wife start their new life. Soon after moving, Paul makes
a startling discovery.

He discovers the remains of a long-forgotten Confederate soldier, along with several Civil War artifacts. Those artifacts include two glass bottles
containing several clues he must decipher.

Paul determines that one clue concerns the whereabouts of the lost Confederate treasury; a treasury largely comprised of gold and silver coins. He later
discovers much of this gold was stolen from the United States government at the outbreak of the Civil War.

Sujets

• Historical
• Confederación de Sistemas Independientes
• Silver coin
• Gold coin
• Confederate States Army
• Confederacy
• History of the United States
• Civil War
• American History
• Fort Sumter
• SC
• Charleston
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: WestBow Press
• Date de parution: 24 juillet 2012
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781449742775
• Langue: English

Extrait

“ War at the best, is terrible, and this war of ours, in its magnitude and in its duration, is one of the most terr ible.”
President Abraham Lincoln
“What a cruel thing is war … .”
General Robert E. Lee
“Let us have p eace.”
General Ulysses S. Grant
CONFEDERATE GOLD and SILVER
 
A STORY OF THE LOST CONFEDERATE TREASURY AND ITS MISSING GOLD AND SILVER
 
 
 
PETER F. WARREN
(A fictional piece of work)
 
 
 
 
 
Copyright © 2012 Peter F. Warren.
 
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Author’s photo – Peter Warren’s photo was taken at the Caledonia Golf and Fish Club in Pawleys Island, South Carolina. In the photo is one of the many Southern Live Oak trees which grace the property. (Photo by Marc Guertin)
 
This fictional story, while including some accurate historical facts, also includes conversations, writings (in the form of letters), and dialogues which take place between characters in this book; they are not intended to be real or historically accurate. They are a product of the author’s imagination and are intended solely to enhance the story line. Some scenes, events, and locations within this book have also been created for the same reason.
 
 
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ISBN: 978-1-4497-4278-2 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4497-4279-9 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-4497-4277-5 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2012905738
 
 
 
WestBow Press rev. date: 07/14/2023
Contents
Acknowledgements
1     The Move
2     War Begins
3     Headed South
4     Gold On The Move
5     A New Friend
6     Captain Judiah Francis
7     Paul’s Boat
8     A Tree Reveals Her Secret
9     Instructions
10   Clues Uncovered
11   The Mission Begins
12   The Discoveries Continue
13   Troubles Continue
14   Filling In The Pieces
15   Tough Decisions
16   The Investigation Starts
17   The Race to Charleston
18   Whom To Tell
19   Ambushed
20   Looking For Gold
21   The Cemetery
22   One Down – Two To Go
23   Georgetown to Charleston
24   Gold in North Carolina
25   Charleston
26   A Cemetery’s Treasures
27   No Way Out
28   Strong Black Friends
29   The Yankees Are Coming
30   The Cannons Reveal Their Secrets
31   The Mission Dies
32   The Southern States Fight Again
33   A Final Tribute
To My Father Frank G. Warren We Miss You.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Like all of you, the successes I have had in life, if any, are ones which have been influenced by the support I have received from family and friends. Fulfilling my dream of writing this book was one of those successes. It was accomplished, in part, by the generous support I have received from many pe ople.
After developing the storyline for this book, I first proposed my thoughts to perhaps one of the least interested persons in American History that I know. From that first conversation, and through the many early mornings and late nights I have spent writing, typing, and editing this manuscript, the support I received from my wife, Debbie, has been amazing. ‘ Debra Lynn, I could not have done this without your help, without your support, and without your understanding! Thank you so much!’
During the time it took to write this story I lost my father to Huntington’s disease; a terrible disease he fought and struggled with for several years. My mother, a hero in my eyes, gave up so much of her life to support and care for my father in his final years. A retired Irish Catholic nurse, my mother was unwavering in her dedication, determination and devotion. Despite the round-the-clock care she gave to my father, she always found time to call and support my efforts in completing this story. She, along with Debbie, served as my first two “editors.” ‘ Mom, Thank you for the love you have shown to dad and me, and to all of your family. Thank you so much!’
Many of the characters in this book I have named after family and friends. I have done so out of respect and fondness. To my special group of friends and colleagues, I extend my sincere thanks for the friendship and support we have sh ared.
To my many other personal and professional friends, especially those from the CT State Police Department, I thank you for being part of this s tory.
And, finally, to the two people who mean the most in life to my wife and I, our sons, Brian and Sean. I thank you both for being such a big part of my life. You will always hold special places in our lives. I am so proud of both of you.
I hope all of you who read this story have children, parents, family, and friends in your lives who mean as much to you as mine mean t o me.
Enjoy your read!
Peter Warren Books
www.readpete.com
Other books by Peter Warren inc lude:
Forgotten Treasure
(a sequel to Confederate Gold and Si lver)
One Brother’s REVENGE
MURDER in Murrells Inlet
The Horry County Murders
The Parliament Men
The Journey North
(A Civil War novel written with Roy McKinney and Edward Odom)
The above books are available directly from the publisher, from Peter Warren Books, from your favorite online retailer, and from many fine bookstores. Each is also available in various eBook for mats.
1
The Move
“I am a Connecticut State Trooper, a soldier of the law,
to me is entrusted the honor of the Department …”
Connecticut State Police Department’s Code of Honor
W hile many people spend a significant part of their adult life working in careers they have little interest in, thankfully for Paul Waring that was never the case. For those forced to accept such a boring and mundane existence, knowing you were going to be spending the next forty years taking care of your family while working in a dead-end job has to make your outlook on life not as rosy as it should be. Life is already tough enough, so being less than excited about your job as you climb out of bed and put your feet on the floor each morning makes life even more difficult than it should be. Fortunately, Paul absolutely loved his job. For most of his career as a Connecticut state trooper, he enjoyed the various challenges which confronted him each and every day. To him, it almost seemed as if the public, in their good moments, but especially in their bad ones, always made his job interesting. Like many others, he never could have survived a career behind a desk.
Performing well in every assignment he was given, Paul was promoted several times; the last being to the rank of Major. During the latter half of his career, those promotions gave him the opportunity of commanding several different investigative units. For someone who had already earned the reputation of being an excellent investigator, they were fitting assignments for him to com mand.
Paul’s reputation also included being a fair, but demanding boss. Among his peers, he was known as being someone who could be trusted to do the right thing. That was especially true for those subordinates who performed as he expected. For those who performed at a lower standard, Paul was known as someone who would quietly put a boot in someone’s rear end as a means of motivating them. While he was blessed by seldom having to do so, his staff knew when they walked away from such an occasion not only were they more motivated but were often far more respectful towards their boss. Paul had that way with people as he always left them feeling he was looking out for them. As cops held the public accountable when they broke the law, Paul held his detectives accountable when they performed at a level that was lower than the standards set by the state police department. On most occasions, he looked at it as something that just had to be done. While he was a person who had many favorite sayings, many of which were attributed to past presidents and retired military leaders, one of Paul’s favorite sayings described his feelings over having to address problems at work. “It’s just business, it’s not personal.” For those troopers and detectives who worked for him, they always knew he had their backs. While the motivational sessions they were sometimes forced to endure was one of his ways of looking out for them, they knew an occasional boot in the ass sometimes kept the rats from Internal Affairs off their b acks.
Paul was also the type of boss who saw the potential in so many of his troopers. As two of his sergeants had looked out for him early in his career, he often did the same for those he supervised. As those sergeants had done, Paul often spent hours and hours of his own time helping his subordinates develop their skills so