CAMP NEAR FALMOUTH, VA., May 23, 1863.
The story of Hooker losing his head, and my saving the army,
is a canard, founded on some plausible basis. When Hooker was obliged to
give up Chancellorsville and draw in his lines, I fortunately had anticipated
this, and was prepared with my troops to take up the new line in a very short
time, and to receive within it the broken columns from the old line. About this
time Hooker, who had just been stunned by being struck with a pillar of a
house, hit by a shot, felt himself fainting and had to dismount from his horse
and lie on his back for ten or fifteen minutes. During this time he was
constantly calling for me, and this operation above referred to was executed by
me. Outsiders, particularly his staff, not knowing my previous preparations and
expectation of having to do this, and seeing it so well and quickly done, were
astonished, and gave me more credit than I was entitled to, and hence arose the
story that I saved the army. Hooker never lost his head, nor did he ever
allow himself to be influenced by me or my advice. The objection I have to
Hooker is that he did not and would not listen to those around him; that
he acted deliberately on his own judgment, and in doing so, committed, as I
think, fatal errors. If he had lost his head, and I had been placed in command,
you may rest assured a very different result would have been arrived at,
whether better or worse for us cannot be told now; but it certainly would have
been more decisive one way or the other. Secretary Chase was in camp day before
yesterday at headquarters. He neither honored me with a visit, nor did he
invite me to visit him; of course I did not see him. He returned in the
afternoon, accompanied by Wilkes, of the Spirit of the Times. It is
understood that the Cabinet is divided, Chase upholding Hooker, Blair and
Seward in opposition. I have always thought Hooker would be allowed another
chance, and I sincerely trust and hope, and indeed believe, he will do better,
as I think he now sees the policy of caution is not a good one. Until our
recent imbroglio, he has always spoken of me very warmly, though he has never
asked my advice, or listened to my suggestions. What he is going to do or say
now I don't know, but I shall not count on any very friendly offices from him.
Still, I should be sorry to see him removed, unless a decidedly better man is
substituted.
SOURCE: George Meade, The Life and Letters of George
Gordon Meade, Vol. 1, p. 380-1
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