Following the American Civil War Sesquicentennial with day by day writings of the time, currently 1863.

April 2014

April 23—Went to Moulton’s Ford, met Stonewall Brigade on our way, and had some lively talk with them, all in fun, of course. Stayed on picket until 30th, then we were relieved at 11 in the morning, and reached camp at 2.

April 23, Saturday. We have met with some disaster in North Carolina. Am apprehensive the army has been a little delinquent.

General Butler has telegraphed to Fox, who is an old boyhood associate and acquaintance, to come down to Hampton Roads. Wants help. Asks F. to induce the President to go down, but he declines, — wisely, I think. Troops are getting in at Fortress Monroe, and the indications in this vicinity warn us that the strength is being gathered for a conflict.

Sumner called on me to-day. Had just come from Chase; spoke of the finances and currency. I told him I was a hard-money man and could not unlearn old ideas, and had no time to study new theories. He laughed and said that things in these days must conflict with my old opinions. It is evident that our statesmen do not realize the importance nor condition of the money and currency question.

April 23.—This morning a party of rebels attacked the National pickets at Nickajack Trace, and after compelling them to surrender, committed the most flagrant outrages upon them. A correspondent at Chattanooga, Tenn., gives the following particulars of the affair: “Sixty-four men, detailed from the Ninety-second Illinois, Lieutenant-Colonel D. F. Sheets, commanding, were doing picket-duty near Lyle’s farm, under command of Lieutenant Horace C. Scoville, company K. Eighteen of the men were placed in reserve near the farm, the rest were distributed at seven different posts.

“The supposition is, that a regiment of rebel infantry crossed Taylor’s Ridge during the night, about five miles from Ringgold, and formed a line, extending from the base of the ridge to the Alabama road. This line faced south, being in the rear of our pickets. Another regiment crossed the ridge higher up the valley, and faced west. A body of cavalry (probably two companies) came on our pickets from the south, and a smaller body advanced from the direction of Leet’s farm. Thus were our men nearly surrounded by the wily enemy, before the attack commenced, and the assault was made simultaneously upon all the posts. The enemy’s cavalry first assailed our videttes, who retired, fighting desperately, until reenforced from the reserve, when the rebels were temporarily repulsed. Advancing again in still larger numbers, they forced our men to fall back. But the latter soon found their retreat cut off by the infantry which had formed in their rear, and barricaded the road. Such was the disposition of the rebel force, that the reserve at Lyle’s house, now reduced to nine men, were cut off from the remainder. Consequently, there was nothing left for our brave fellows but to surrender, or cut their way out, each man fighting for himself. They resolved to attempt the latter. Some desperate hand-to-hand contests ensued, and some chivalric daring was displayed, which the historian will never record. Of the sixty-four men, thirty-four escaped death or capture; and with heroic determination not to return to camp until relieved, they reoccupied the ground from which they had been driven, although they knew not at what moment the enemy might return to the attack, and kill or capture the remainder of them. Of that heroic band not a man came to camp without orders. Five were killed, four mortally wounded, three severely wounded, and eighteen missing. Lieutenant Scoville was wounded and captured. The rebel loss in killed and wounded must at least have equalled our own, and we took one prisoner.

“The men speak in high terms of Lieutenant Scoville’s conduct until he was wounded; and I am informed that Colonel Sheets speaks highly of Sergeant Strock, of company C, and Sergeant Hine, of company E, who saved most of their men, and commanded the party who reoccupied the field.

“From the statements of wounded soldiers, and of citizens living near the roads along which the enemy retired, I gather the following facts, and offer no comment.

“A citizen saw a rebel officer shoot down one of our men, after he had surrendered and marched some distance with his captors. The only excuse for the vile outrage was, that the poor fellow could not keep up with the fiends who had taken him prisoner. After the officer had shot the man, the citizen heard one of the rebel scoundrels say: ‘That’s right, Cap, give it to him again!’

“William Chattannach, or Chattnach, a private in company B, after surrendering, was marched off with several others upon the double-quick, until totally unable to go further. A rebel lieutenant then came up to him, and shot him twice, the first time inflicting a slight, the second a mortal wound. He then left him, supposing he had killed him. Shortly after, two rebels came up to him and robbed him of his pocketbook and boots. One of them said, ‘Let’s scalp the Yankee!’ but did not execute the proposition. This statement was taken from poor Chattannach’s dying lips.

“Reginald O’Connor, company B, was shot for the same reason, after being captured.

“George A. Springer and John Craddock, company E; George Marie, company F; and William Reynolds, company I, all make similar statements with regard to themselves.

“William Hills, company K, was found dead a mile from the post where he had stood on picket during the night. A lady living near where he was posted, declared, that she saw him pursued by some rebel cavalrymen. On being overtaken, he at once handed over his gun to one of the savages, who immediately fired the contents of the same into Hill’s body, killing him instantly.

“In the case of O’Connor, three soldiers who saw the murder, declare, upon oath, that it was also committed by a rebel officer.

“Such are some of the details of this stupendous crime, whoso atrocity is perhaps unsurpassed even by the bloody murders recently committed by these rebel miscreants in West-Tennessee and Kentucky.

“The following list of killed and wounded is nearly complete. Killed: Garner McKeel, company E; William Hills, company K ; John Douns, company B; William Gifford, company H.

“Wounded: Reginald O’Connor, company B. fatally; William Chattannach, company B, fatally; G. A. Springer, company E, fatally; John Craddock, company E, severely, not dangerously; George Marie, company F, fatally; D. W. Butler, company A, dangerously; James Rhoades and William Reynolds, company I, both fatally.

“Of these killed and wounded, two had not surrendered when shot; seven were either killed or wounded (all but one mortally) after they had surrendered to the enemy as prisoners of war; the circumstances connected with the shooting of the other three have not been definitely ascertained. Of the facts connected with these horrid outrages, there is no room to doubt. They are taken mostly from the affidavits of dying men—the surest testimony in the world.”

by John Beauchamp Jones

            APRIL 23D.—A bright day, with southern breezes.

            It is rumored and believed that Gen. Lee’s army is in motion. If this be so, we shall soon hear of a “fight, or a foot race.” And how can Grant run away, when Mr. Chase, the Federal Secretary of the Treasury, openly proclaims ruin to the finances unless they speedily achieve success in the field? I think he must fight; and I am sure he will be beaten, for Lee’s strength is probably underestimated.

            We are also looking to hear more news from North Carolina; and Newbern will probably be stormed next, since storming is now the order of the day.

April 23d. Early this morning the Johnnie Rebs made an attack on the outposts on the Charlestown Pike. A hot fire was kept up. Our pickets holding them in check while our regiment was ordered out, double quick. We made a forced march out about two miles but the enemy had left. It was thought to be a scouting party, who came near the outposts. Our scouts reported the enemy going up the valley. Our regiment returned to camp. Two large field guns were mounted in our camp, pointed towards the Loudon Heights. Can be seen by the enemy. They are ready for work at any moment Weather permitting drill and dress parade are kept up. Spare time devoted to reading and writing letters and discussing the war question. Wondering what the outcome will be and when the end will come. All is quiet in our camp.

Friday, April 22. — Made all our preparations for starting to-morrow. Mrs. Burnside was at camp to-day. Five days’ cooked rations were issued. Colonel Griswoldwas relieved of the command of the brigade, and Colonel Carruth, 35th Massachusetts, was put in his place, as he ranked Colonel G. Day pleasant.

22nd. Cars ready and off at 10 A. M. Got to Washington at 4 P. M. Rode to 6th St. wharf and made arrangements for transportation to Giesboro. Rather disappointed in the city of which I have read so much, where so many great men have congregated, where so much treason has been plotted, inhuman laws made. Penn. Ave. is a moderately pretty street, but otherwise the city seems the poorest I was ever in. The capitol is grand, massive, grounds beautiful.

Friday, April 22nd.

Lieut. Clark having been detailed to Co. E, which has been assigned to guard the ammunition train, and Lieut. Edmonston being still engaged on court martial, I left the Company in command of First Sergt. Theben this morning, and met the officers composing the examining board at Corps Headquarters. Col. Locke, the gentlemanly Adjt. Genl. of the Fifth Corps, had quarters, stationery and the necessary orderlies assigned to us, and the Board began operations.

April 22 — I took the train this morning at Staunton and arrived at Gordonsville at noon. In passing through the Blue Ridge tunnel to-day I perceptibly felt the difference in the climate between the west and east side of the mountain; the west side was considerably cooler.

This morning when I got on the train at Staunton I met a citizen, an old acquaintance from New Market, who remarked that if I had any money about my person or pockets I would better be careful and look out a little for pickpockets, as he had just been relieved of fifty dollars in a rather mysterious and unexplainable manner. My purse was very flat and emaciated indeed, but I pushed it down a little deeper in my pocket for future reference. However, its inherent vitality was very low and its powers nearly exhausted. I stepped from the train at Charlottesville to buy a pie, but found that my poor flat purse was gone, sure enough, and I got no pie. Some hocus-pocus and sleight-of-hand performer without my permission extracted it from my pocket between Waynesboro and Charlottesville; the performance must have taken place while the train passed through the tunnel. My purse contained two Confederate postage stamps, three dollars in Confederate currency, and three quarter dollars in silver. “‘Twas something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his”; he robbed me of that which not enriches him, but made me too poor to buy a pie. It must be a depraved and despicable grade of rascality fortified in a big bunch of meanness that will rob a Confederate soldier in this year of 1864.

I arrived in camp this afternoon, two miles west of Gordonsville.

Friday, 22d—I started with Uncle John this morning for Davenport, but one of his neighbors, Mr. Lathrop, soon overtook us and as he had to go to town anyway, I rode with him and Uncle John returned home. I reached Davenport by noon and went to the Davis House for my dinner, after which I called for my knapsack and accouterments and made a bee-line for Camp McClellan. Eight companies of the Eleventh Iowa have already reported and it is expected that we shall leave for the South in a few days. I went down town and got my new watch repaired— costing $2.00—and purchased a few necessary articles, such as a diary, pocket dictionary, stationery, etc., costing in all $3.15.