Service With The Confederate Navy and Eventual Sinking
Isaac Smith served the Confederate Navy in Charleston waters under the name Stono until she was wrecked on the breakwater near Fort Moultrie, South Carolina, while attempting to run the blockade with a load of cotton on 5 June 1863. (q.v. "Confederate Appendix", DANFS II, 569.) No data on salvage operations for Stono has been found, but the Official Records of the Union and Confederate Navies in the War of the Rebellion state that she was "burned by the Confederates at the evacuation of Charleston in 1865."
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