Monday, December 12, 2016

Diary of 2nd Lieutenant George G. Smith: April 12, 1864

Passed the mouth of Cane river at daylight. In the afternoon we were hailed at a plantation by a man wanting to sell cotton. The bait was a good one and the prow of the boat was soon pointing to the shore and our erst while planter walked leisurely up the bluff and took a position under an old shed on the bank and stood waiting results. Meanwhile Col. Fiske, and the Captain of the boat stood in conversation on the hurricane deck and at the same time watching events. I could not read their thoughts but suddenly one of the wheels stopped and begun to back and if ever I saw a steamboat turn round that one made the quickest time within my recollection and it did not stop after it got round either but made good time until we were well out of range of that boat landing. The getting of the old planter out of harms way probably saved us from being all cut to pieces, as the bluff was twenty feet high with the levy ten feet on top of it, behind which the enemy was undoubtedly concealed so that there would have been no show at all for us. The plan was well laid, if plan it was, but it did not work. At four p. m., we arrived at Grand Ecore. The First Louisiana and thirteenth Connecticut Volunteers landed on the left bank opposite the city. The Shinango got aground in trying to land and we were taken off by the “Ohio Bell”.

SOURCE: Abstracted from George G. Smith, Leaves from a Soldier's Diary, p. 94-5

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