Showing posts with label Picket Duty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picket Duty. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 28, 2026

Diary of Private John J. Wyeth, April 2, 1863

We worked all night on the traverse, which now looks like something; but it will take most of another day to finish it. Firing commenced about eight o'clock this morning, and has been continued at intervals all day. At four o'clock in the afternoon a detail of fifteen men from "E," with spades and guns, were sent across the river, towards the ground where "A" and "G" had their skirmish. Three of us were sent out on the road as picket, while the rest built a breastwork across the road, not far from the bridge. The country here is about all swamp. As we face up the road, on our right the river makes in close to us; in front is a creek about twelve feet wide, and on our left the swamp—said to be impassable. Beyond the creek, about an eighth of a mile up the road, we could see the rebel picket quietly smoking a pipe; so we did the same, but were soon disturbed by Gen. Potter, who came up and gave us orders not to expose ourselves to their sight, after which we lay down beside the road in the brush. We were relieved at dark by three men of "I," who said they were here yesterday, and heard from the rebel picket that the prisoners were doing well. Hobart was shot through the lungs, Leonard lost an eye, and Lawrence's wound was slight. The working party joined the company about seven o'clock.

SOURCE: John Jasper Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass. Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, p. 45

Diary of Private John J. Wyeth, April 3, 1863

Companies "I" and "E" are to alternate in furnishing what picket is needed across the river—about twenty men each day. Our party went over this noon. We had been up since three o'clock this morning, and manned the breastworks, but nothing came of it. The gunboats and Rodman's Point had a duel, lasting till nearly five o'clock. As we went over the bridge at noon we could see about two miles down the river, and all was peaceful—in looks. The outposts being placed, the rest of us spent our time pitching quoits with rings, which were found among the ruins of the old foundry (our camp), or crawled into the ovens and slept till six o'clock in the evening. Then we left camp: six on inside post, three on outside, and the balance at the breastwork. We do not like being away from the company, but day after to-morrow others will come over and we stay, changing work from picket to digging.

SOURCE: John Jasper Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass. Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, pp. 45-6

Diary of Private John J. Wyeth, April 15, 1863

"Our squad" on picket again across the river. As we were on the bridge this morning we saw the "Escort" steaming down the river, bound for New Berne, having Gen. Foster on board. We have had a pleasant day, but the water in the river is very high, consequently our camp and the road are flooded. When the dinner of boiled rice came, it took an extra amount of persuasion from the lieutenant of the guard, to make the man bring it to us, but he finally concluded to, and then had to carry it to the outpost.

SOURCE: John Jasper Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass. Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, p. 49

Diary of Private John J. Wyeth, April 16, 1863

When we arrived at the breastworks, this morning, we found "E" had been at work again. Strangers were at our old bomb-proof, and we had to hunt round some, but at last found the company had been assigned quarters in a good looking two-story house, close to Grist's mansion, owned by a Mr. Parmelee (probably no connection of the baker at the South End). Our things were in a decidedly second-hand condition; in a pile under the front stairs. But we find our quarters so much better than those we had at the breastworks, that we do not complain. The house is badly shattered by shot and shell, one having traversed the building from corner to corner, tearing floors and plastering to pieces. To get these quarters we had to promise to be up, and at the breastworks in three minutes. We took the chances, and promised, of course.

While we were on picket last night we heard noises, which were unaccountable, and reported them, on which a few shells were thrown into the swamp. At four o'clock this morning we heard the rebel drum beat for roll-call; at five o'clock the bugle call for advance; so we suppose the rebels have started. They came near to the creek, but it was so dark we could not make out much. We saw a man on a white horse at the picket post, as a lantern was in a position to throw a strong light on him. To-day Company I's picket advanced to the old earthworks, where Hobart, Leonard and Lawrence were taken, and found everybody gone from that side of the river. This forenoon, three companies, “C,” "D" and "I" moved down the river to Hill's Point, which they are to occupy for the present. The following is the last order from Gen. Foster previous to his departure for New Berne:

HEAD-QUARTERS, WASHINGTON, N. C., April 14th, 1863.

 

The commanding general annou[n]ces to the garrison of this town that he is about to leave for a brief time the gallant soldiers and sailors of the garrison.

 

Brig. Gen. Potter will remain in command, and in him the commanding general has the most perfect confidence as a brave and able soldier.

 

The naval command remains unchanged; therefore that arm of the defence will be as effective and efficient as heretofore. The commanding general leaves temporarily and for the purpose of putting himself at the head of a relieving force, and, having raised the siege, expects soon to return. But, before leaving, he must express to the soldiers under his command, the 27th and 44th Mass. Vols., parts of the 5th New York Battery and 3d New York Cavalry, the 1st North Carolina Vols., his thanks for, and admiration of, their untiring zeal, noble emulation and excellent courage, which has distinguished them during the siege of this port; and he feels confident that the display of those qualities under Gen. Potter will hold the place until the siege is raised.
 

(Signed)

JOHN G. FOSTER.

SOURCE: John Jasper Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass. Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, pp. 49-50

Diary of Private John J. Wyeth, April 17, 1863

We had pleasant orders to-day, no more picket across the river; only our breastwork guard, and only two at a time at that. This afternoon a party of us went to the river, by Grist's cotton store, and had a good swim, the first for a long time for some of us.

SOURCE: John Jasper Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass. Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, p. 50

Wednesday, October 21, 2026

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 8, 1863

In the morning cloudy and cold; looks for rain; I am out on picket with the regiment on the Bradysville pike, station No. 1; reserve two miles off; a march of 2 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, p. 34

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 9, 1863

Returned from picket, having been relieved. Two miles of a march back to camp, all safe and sound, and had dress-parade this same day in camp; a march of 2 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, p. 34

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 20, 1863

A nice warm day, and am on water committee for cooking and detailed to help clean streets ; orders came to be ready to march at a moment's warning; took tea out to our men on picket on the Bradysville pike, making a march there and back again of 5 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, p. 35

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 21, 1863

A warm, nice day; took coffee out to our men on picket on the Bradysville pike to No. 2 station: our videttes were fired on by the rebels in the night, who then skedaddled; all quiet in the morning ; so I returned again to camp, going and coming making a march of 5 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, pp. 35-6

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 26, 1863

A very fine day. On out-post picket on the Bradysville pike, No. 1 station, No. 1 post; all quiet at sundown; the Assistant Adjutant General from headquarters came out to inspect our line of pickets this evening; a march of 4 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, p. 36

Diary of Private Adam S. Johnston, May 27, 1863

Returned off picket, being relieved, after being twenty-four hours on post. Presentation of a nice sword to' our Colonel, H. A. Hambright, by the members of the 79th regiment of Pa. Vol. Inf in the evening. Making a march of 4 miles.

SOURCE: Adam S. Johnston, The Soldier Boy's Diary Book, p. 36

Private William O. Gulick to Mary Parkes, October 19, 1861

Benton Barracks        
Co. M 1st Ia. Cav. Oct. 19

When I read over my letter this morning I found I had not written something I wanted to, because I did not have time, and finish my letter before tattoo

This small sheet was here so handy, and one that Isaac gave me, I thought I would direct it to you and write to all. I intend to write to Uncle Jacobs in a day or two and if I go any where near them I shall get a pass to go and see them There is quite a difference in the climate here from that of Low Moor. There has not been the least frost here yet, and the trees grass and all nature looks green and fresh By the way how does evry thing get along at home let me know all the little particulars Has Father & Mother got back from Wis. and how did they enjoy their visit. Is Kich Vleharts threshing yet, how does John and all of Peters folks together with Henries folks get along I do not know but I promised to write them a letter but I have not got time.

Tell Rich I have got a good tough horse, and well he might be for he has since I had him had the saddle on his back four days & nights with out changing Evrything has to get used to hardships When on Picket Guard a person is not allowed to unsaddle his horse

I have not got a name for my horse yet if you can think of a good one I want you to name him. I did not think about the picture of the Fare grounds on the first sheet when I was writing so poor, I am writing now in hast for the Bugle is sounding for drill excuse all errors, and write soon.

Your dear friend & Cousin
W. O. Gulick

SOURCE: Benjamin F. Shambaugh, The Iowa Journal of History and Politics, vol. 28 (1930), pp. 213-4.

Sunday, October 18, 2026

Diary of 2nd Lieutenant Benjamin F. Pearson, February 9, 1863

We drilled some in bayonet exersize. Our Capt went out on picket about 11 Oc[.] 1 Oc I took the Co on Dress perade I wrote some in a letter I had commenced to write to my Daughter on the 7th I also wrote her one today desiring her if she could to send me some honey & butter

SOURCE: Edgar R. Harlan, Currator, Annals of Iowa, 3rd Series, Vol. 15, No. 2, October 1925, p. 109

Friday, October 9, 2026

Diary of Colonel John Beatty, February 28, 1862

Captain Wilson, Fourth Ohio Cavalry, was shot dead while on picket. One of his sergeants had eight balls put through him, but still lives.

SOURCE: John Beatty, The Citizen-soldier: Or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, p. 111

Thursday, October 8, 2026

Diary of 2nd Sergeant Richard R. Hancock, August 4, 1862

I will here relate a little incident that occurred while we were picketing at Marietta. Captain McKnight was informed (August 4th) that a man who had belonged to the Confederate army, but had deserted and visited the Federals, was at home fixing to move his family inside the Federal lines. This man lived about ten miles north. Determined to make an effort to capture him, Captain McKnight, I and a few others left our schoolhouse a little after dark, and awhile before day we surrounded his house. We called at the door, as though we were some of his neighbors. His wife answered. We told her that we wanted to see her husband, calling him by name, as though we were well acquainted with him. She said he was not at home, but had gone to his father's. On being asked to open the door, she said she would as soon as she could get a light. We believed he was at home, because she was so much excited and so long getting a light. After so long a time she opened the door, and Captain McKnight searched the house while I guarded the door. We noticed three ladies lying on one bed, but did not find our man. searched other houses, and finally went to his father's, but still failed to find him. Our trip, however, was not altogether in vain, for one Mr. Malone gave us a splendid breakfast, his daughters made some sweet music for us, besides we had as many melons and peaches as we could eat. Who but a soldier, though, could appreciate such a treat as that! While at Mr. Malone's we learned, to our surprise and chagrin, that the object of our search was, at the time we were searching his house, between the straw and feather beds under those three ladies. After taking a real hearty laugh over the affair, we mounted and returned to our picket base.

While McKnight's Company was picketing at Marietta our camps were moved from Fulton to within two miles of Guntown. The latter place is on the Mobile and Ohio Railroad, some thirteen miles south-west from Marietta. The Federals were kind enough not to visit Marietta while we were there, though they came within about five miles, taking cotton, negroes, horses, etc.

I will here relate another little incident, which, I am sure, some of McKnight's Company will remember. A good lady who lived near Marietta had any amount of fine peaches, but neither she nor we had any flour. So we told her to use corn meal in making the crust, as we were bent on having a "peach cobbler." Novel as the idea was, she made the "cobbler." And right heartily did we eat of it. Well, it was a great deal better than no pie. We remained at Marietta until [August 14, 1862.]

SOURCE: Richard R. Hancock, Hancock's Diary: Or, A History of the Second Tennessee Confederate Cavalry, p. 204-5

Thursday, September 24, 2026

Diary of Private Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Monday, June 8, 1863

Came to McMinnville this morn. Ordered Regiment to Hoover's Gap to picket; wagons to Manchester. I went to the wagons to get a saddle, stopped with Dave Nunn, staid all Tuesday, 9th. Came to camp, rigged my tree and Wednesday, 10th, came to the command, camped near Beech. Grove on pike.

SOURCE: Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Diary of Ephraim Shelby Dodd: Member of Company D Terry's Texas Rangers, p. 18-9

Diary of Private Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Thursday, June 11, 1863

Came on picket.

SOURCE: Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Diary of Ephraim Shelby Dodd: Member of Company D Terry's Texas Rangers, p. 19

Diary of Private Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Friday, June 12, 1863

On picket duty; camped at our old stand.

SOURCE: Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Diary of Ephraim Shelby Dodd: Member of Company D Terry's Texas Rangers, p. 19

Diary of Private Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Saturday, June 13, 1863

Company go on picket.

SOURCE: Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Diary of Ephraim Shelby Dodd: Member of Company D Terry's Texas Rangers, p. 19

Diary of Private Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Sunday, June 21, 1863

Came over to Old Fosterville to picket.

SOURCE: Ephraim Shelby Dodd, Diary of Ephraim Shelby Dodd: Member of Company D Terry's Texas Rangers, p. 19