CAMP NEAR SHARPSBURG, MARYLAND,
Tuesday evening, July 26, 1864.
DEAREST: — We reached here today after two nights and one day of pretty severe marching, not so severe as the Lynchburg march, and one day of very severe fighting at Winchester. We were defeated by a superior force at Winchester. My brigade suffered most in killed and wounded and not so much in prisoners as some others. The Twenty-third lost about twenty-five killed and one hundred wounded; [the] Thirty-sixth, eleven killed, ninety-nine wounded; [the] Thirteenth, fifteen killed, sixty wounded (behaved splendidly - its first battle) ; [the] Sixth, four killed, twenty-seven wounded. In [the] Twenty-third, six new officers wounded and two killed - Captain McMillen late of [the] Twelfth and Lieutenant Gray, a sergeant of Company G. Morgan again wounded, not dangerously. Comly very slightly. Lieutenant Hubbard, late commissary sergeant, fell into [the] hands of Rebels. The rest all with us. Lieutenant Kelly slightly three times. Lieutenant Clark (late sergeant) not badly. All doing well. Lieutenant-Colonel Hall (Thirteenth) twice badly but not dangerously — a brave man, very. My horse wounded. This is all a new experience, a decided defeat in battle. My brigade was in the hottest place and then was in condition to cover the retreat as rear-guard which we did successfully and well for one day and night.
Of course the reason, the place for blame to fall, is always asked in such cases. I think the army is not disposed to blame the result on anybody. The enemy was so superior that a defeat was a matter of course if we fought. The real difficulty was, our cavalry was so inefficient in its efforts to discover the strength of the enemy that General Crook and all the rest of us were deceived until it was too late.*
We are queer beings. The camp is now alive with laughter and good feeling; more so than usual. The recoil after so much toil and anxiety. The most of our wounded were brought off and all are doing well. — Colonel Mulligan, commanding (the) brigade next to mine was killed. Colonel Shaw of [the] Thirty-fourth killed.
As we were driven off the field my pocket emptied out map, almanack, and (a) little photographic album. We charged back ten or twenty yards and got them!
There were some splendid things done by those around me. McKinley and Hastings were very gallant. Dr. Joe conspicuously so. Much that was disgraceful was done, but, on the whole, it was not so painful a thing to go through as I have thought it would be.
This was Sunday, about 2 P. M., that we all went up. We shall stay here some time if the Rebels don't invade Maryland again and so give us business.
I thought of you
often, especially as I feared the first reports by frightened teamsters and
cavalry might carry tidings affecting me. It was said my brigade was crushed
and I killed at Martinsburg. By the by, the enemy followed us to that place where
we turned on them and flogged their advance-guard handsomely So much, dearest,
as ever.
Affectionately,
R.
MRS. HAYES.
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* See Dr.
Joseph T. Webb to Marietta Cook Webb, July 28, 1864
[August 27, Hayes's command marched fourteen miles down the
river road toward Harpers Ferry and camped below Sandy Hook. The next day the
Potomac was crossed and a camp was established in the woods near Halltown,
Virginia, a good location except that it was "too far from water.” Here
the weary soldiers rested two days. Then, Saturday night, July 30, they marched
back in the darkness, through dust, heat, and confusion, fourteen miles into
Maryland; and Sunday ten miles farther on through Middletown to a wooded camp.
Hayes writes: “Men all gone up, played out, etc. Must have time to build up or
we can do nothing. Only fifty to one hundred men in a regiment came into camp
in a body.”]
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 485-7
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