Left here this
morning and passed through Fredericksburg. Crossed the Rappahannock on pontoon
bridges, and got to Belle Plain on the Potomac at 3 o'clock-nineteen miles
to-day. It rained all day, and it is very muddy.
SOURCE: Louis
Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 62
Went on picket on the Rappahannock at Norman's Ford, six miles from camp.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 51
To-day, as several of us went to get some straw near Kelly's Ford, we heard firing, and the long roll beat. Looking up we saw the Yankees crossing the river. We double-quicked to camp and got there just in time to fall in with our regiment, to intercept the enemy, but they had already crossed the river before we got there. We manoeuvered about until dark, when my corps of sharpshooters was ordered out. We were within one hundred yards of the Yankees, and saw them around their fires very plainly. On the morning of the 8th we retreated in very good order. I certainly was glad of it, as we were in a very bad fix. We marched until sun-up and halted on Stone Mountain, passed through Stevensburg. Stayed here all night, and resumed our march and halted on the morning of the 9th. We then crossed the Rapidan at the Raccoon Ford, and are now camped at our old camp at Moulton Ford. We marched, since leaving Kelly's Ford, forty miles. The distance is only seventeen miles. We were certainly surprised for the first time since the war. We did not dream the enemy was on us before the firing commenced. Our brigade was cut off from the army twice, but our General Daniels got us through safe. Nothing new up to the 26th.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 51-2
Started at daylight, marched twenty-five miles, waded the Hazel River at 10 this morning. Had to take off our shoes and pants, according to orders. It was very cold. We got within a quarter of a mile of Jefferson town, when the fight commenced. We drove the Yankees through town double quick. We halted one mile on the other side of the town, then formed in line of battle once more and went forward. We drove the enemy over the Rappahannock and through Warrington Springs; took 300 prisoners and halted at 9 in the night.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 49-50
Started at 4 this morning and marched ten miles toward Culpepper Court House. We tore up the railroad from Manassas to the Rappahannock River. The way we tear up railroads is this: we take the cross-ties and make a square of them as high as your head. We place the rails on the cross-ties, then set it afire and the rails bend double.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 51
May 22.
After all it seems the doubters are justified; Hooker is on the wrong side of the Rappahannock. But you will be glad to know that here we are so peaceful there is no danger of my telling you great stories of forced marches and hard fights. Today we have endured the trials of a picnic, over in the oak grove at Barnwell's. It is rare that we exert ourselves so much, but Mrs. Lander gave the order with so much grace that General Saxton and our Colonel and his staff entered the lists manfully, and I have rarely seen better dancing and eating.
Three fugitives came from the main land this morning. They watched from the other shore our pickets when they discharged their guns and withdrew from a certain post, and then came across in a little “dug-out” which the rebels had buried at some former salt works;—an old man and his two sons. He thinks he can run off a good many He will have the opportunity to try more.
I have a bright fire this morning. There is a nice chimney to my tent, which makes it almost as comfortable as a house. The regiment is on the extreme right of our lines, but is several miles from the field infirmary where I am stationed. The brigades are frequently shifted about, but I trust ours will remain where it is, because there is plenty of wood near by.
Everything is very quiet on the lines. I suppose you have heard of the defeat of General Early again in the Valley. He has not yet gained a single victory worth mentioning, and it is time we had a new commander there. We have a great many good fighters, but so few good generals. I am anxious to hear something from General Hood, for if he can whip Sherman at Atlanta the situation may be entirely changed.
The health of all the men appears to be about as good as if they were at home under shelter and with suitable diet. Our troops seem as happy and lively as men could be, although they get nothing to eat now but bread and meat. We have eaten nearly all the beef Hampton captured recently in rear of Grant's army, but we have received some from North Carolina which is very nice and tender.
Your brother Edwin is to be appointed a lieutenant in the Fourteenth Regiment. I took dinner with him yesterday. Lieutenant Petty, with whom he messes, had just received a box from home, and I fared sumptuously. My box has not yet arrived. Boxes now take about two weeks to reach here. Your brother had received his new suit from home. Billie is well and hearty, but he needs a new coat. These government coats are too thin for exposed duty.
I have a nice little Yankee axe, which is so light that it can be carried in a knapsack, but it just suits a soldier for use in putting up his little shelter tent or for making a fire. All the Yankees have these little axes, and many of our men have supplied themselves with them, as they have with almost everything else the Yankees possess.
Are you making preparations to come out here this winter? Colonel Hunt will have his wife to come out again, and a great many other officers are arranging for their wives to come on soon. Some of them are here already, but I think it best for you to wait until winter puts a stop to military operations. When we left the Rappahannock River last fall some of the officers carried their wives along by having them wrap up well and putting them in the ambulance; and if you were here and we had to move I could easily take you along that way. I want you to come just as soon as circumstances will permit, but this war has taught me to bear with patience those things which cannot be avoided and not to be upset when my wishes cannot be gratified.
This is the first chance I have had to write to you since we started on our autumn campaign. We have succeeded in maneuvering Meade entirely out of Virginia, as you must have already learned. The infantry did not have much fighting to do at any time on the entire trip, but the cavalry fought a large part of the time. Two North Carolina brigades became engaged with the enemy late one afternoon near Bristow Station, and our side got rather the worst of it. It was all due to the miserable management of General Hill or General Heth, or possibly both of them. The next morning the Yankees were gone, as they did not dare give battle to General Lee.
We have had a pretty hard time of it for the last few days on account of so much rain. It made the marching extremely disagreeable, but I stood the trip well, and enjoyed the best of health. To-day the weather has cleared and it is bright and pleasant.
We have destroyed the railroad between Manassas and this place, so the Yankees cannot advance by that route again this winter, and I am sure the Army of Virginia will do no more fighting this year. Some part of it is sure to be sent somewhere soon, and our corps might go to Tennessee after resting a few days, or it might possibly be sent to General Bragg.
The part of Virginia through which we have marched has been totally devastated. It is now nothing but one vast track of desolation, without a fence or a planted field of any kind. I do not understand how the people exist, yet they do actually continue to live there. They are intensely hostile to the Yankees, and there is certainly no submission in them. If the people at home, who know nothing of the war, but who are always critcising the bad management of our general, could see these lofty-minded Virginians, who have lost everything but their proud spirit, they surely would hush and try to do something for their country.
SOURCE: Dr. Spencer G. Welch, A Confederate Surgeon's Letters to His Wife, p. 80-2
There was a cavalry fight across the river yesterday, and I am told that we whipped them and took three hundred prisoners. We have been taking so many prisoners recently that we must be up with the Yankees again, or we may even have more of them in prison than they have of our men. We now have no prospect of a fight on a grand scale, and I suppose we shall go into winter quarters before much longer.
Old Jim Beauschelle, our chaplain, is out of prison and is back with us again. He was at Fort Delaware awhile, and was then sent to Johnson's Island in Lake Erie. He looks better than I ever saw him. He has a new hat, new shoes, and everything new, and looks like a new man. He speaks very highly of the Yankees and the way they treated him and of the good fare they gave him. He seems perfectly delighted with the North and the Yankees. I am sorry they did not handle him rather roughly and cure him of his wonderfully good opinion of them.
Your brother tells me you look better than you did before you were married. He says George is badly spoiled and that he will cry if you crook your finger at him. I am sorry to hear that he has been sick. In your letter you speak of his being pale and thin from teething.
I now feel quite sure that I shall be able to get home before much longer, but don't look for me until you see me walk in.
Slightly hazy and
sunshine.
Quiet, save aimless
and bootless shelling and picket firing along the lines on the south side of
the river.
Hon. Geo. Davis,
Attorney-General, to whom was referred the question of the constitutionality of
the purposed removal from office of clerks appointed to fill places
specifically created by act of Congress previous to the enactment of the
Conscript law, without there being alleged against them any misconduct,
inefficiency, dishonesty, etc., has reported that as several subsequent acts of
Congress already indicate an intention to put all capable of bearing arms in
the army, it is the duty of the President and the Secretary of War to carry out the intentions of Congress,
leaving the constitutional question to the decision of the courts! The
Constitution they swore upon the holy, etc. to support! Thus, & refugee
must either starve his wife and children by relinquishing office, or be disgraced
by appealing to the courts!
It is reported that
30,000 of the enemy crossed to this side of the river last night, and that
fighting has began at 10 A.M.; but I hear nothing save an occasional report of
cannon.
It is said brisk
skirmishing is now (12 m.) going on along the lines.
Gen. Cooper and Mr.
Secretary Seddon wants Brig.-Gen. R. (Charleston) relieved, for insulting a lady in one of his fits
of drunkenness. The President is reluctant to consent.
We have intelligence
to-day of gun-boats and transports ascending the Rappahannock River. Another
squall from that quarter!
Three P.M. The
cannonading has grown quick and terrific along the lines, below the city (north
side), with occasional discharges nearer, and farther to the left (north), as
if the enemy were attempting to flank our army.
The sounds are very
distinctly heard, the weather being damp and the wind from the southeast. We
can distinguish the bursting of the shell quickly after the discharge of the
cannon.
The firing ceased at
dark. It rains hard and steadily, now. What a life! what suffering; in mud and
water, without tents (in the trenches), burdened with wet blankets, and perhaps
without food! To-morrow, in all probability, a battle will be fought.
Gen. Lee, for
several weeks, as if aware of the impending operations in this vicinity, has
been on this side of the river, superintending in person the fortifications
multiplied everywhere for the defense of the city, while reinforcements have
been pouring in by thousands. It must be a fearful struggle, if Gen. Grant
really intends to make another effort to capture Richmond by assault! Our
works, mostly made by the negroes, under the direction of skillful engineers,
must be nearly impregnable, and the attempt to take them will involve a
prodigious expenditure of blood.
On Saturday morning
(the 2d inst.) I received an order to ship the wounded to Richmond, store our
medical supplies and follow the wagon train to Chancellorsville. I carried the
chest of supplies to a large house, which Stonewall Jackson had for his
headquarters, and was met at the door by a young lady who was whistling. She
appeared to be quite aristocratic and was very courteous to us.
We started late in
the afternoon, and I marched with the wagon train all night. It was carrying
rations and did not stop once. Most of the road was through woods, but we could
see well enough to march all night, and in some places there was mud, but no
wagon stalled.
Just before daylight
I saw a dead Yankee lying close to the right of the road. I did not know until
then that there had been any fighting. I knew our command left that morning,
but had heard no firing and knew nothing of what had taken place. Just as it
was getting light the Yankees threw shells, which burst about the wagons, and
the teamsters became excited and began whipping their horses and hurrying to
get away; but a quartermaster at once commanded them to keep quiet and get away
in good order, and the excitement ceased. The fighting then began just as soon
as they could see.
I went on hunting
for the field infirmary, and when I found it our wounded were coming back and a
few had been brought back before I got there, and I at once went to work
assisting in amputations, and continued at it all day and until late at night.
Jackson's men came
in from the rear on Saturday night and drove the Yankees from their breastworks
and occupied them that morning (Sunday, May 3). The Yankees came back early and
tried to retake them, and I could hear them fighting furiously for several
hours. We knew nothing of Stonewall Jackson's being shot the night before.
During the assault
Colonel Edwards walked along on top of the works waving his sword to encourage
his men, and was shot through the shoulder. When he was brought back I helped
him out of the ambulance and expressed sympathy for him, which caused him to
shed tears, but he said nothing. Colonel James Perrin was brought back shot
through the body and in great agony, and General McGowan was struck below the
knee while standing upon the works. I saw my brother once during the day
bringing a wounded man back.
Captain McFall and
Lieutenant Mike Bowers came back looking for stragglers, and found four young
men who were known to be cowards, but who were always great braggarts after a
battle was over. They all pretended to be sick, but I could see no indications
of it, and they were marched off, but, before reaching the works, one of them
slipped away, although the fighting had ended.
After all the
wounded were attended to I was very tired and went to sleep late that night in
a tent. I would wake up cold during the night and reach out for a jug of
whiskey and take a swallow and go back to sleep again.
The next morning
(Monday the 4th) we did nothing. Several handsome young Yankee surgeons in fine
uniforms came over with a white flag, and I went to where they were attending
to their wounded. While there I talked with a wounded man from Ohio, and saw
one of our soldiers cut a forked limb from a tree and make a crutch for a
Yankee who was wounded in the foot. The unfed horses of a Yankee cavalry
regiment had been hitched to the trees near by and had gnawed off all the bark
within their reach.
We stayed there for
three days until the Yankees crossed back over the Rappahannock River, and then
we marched back to Moss Neck in the daytime in peace and found our tents
standing where we left them.
Yesterday was a very wet day, but we can keep fairly comfortable with the little Yankee tents we have captured during the summer campaign and with those which have been issued to us. Wood is very plentiful where we are now encamped and we have rousing fires. We have been blessed so far this winter in regard to weather. We have become so accustomed to the cold that we do not mind it, and you will be surprised when I tell you that for the last two nights I have slept part of the time without any cover at all. When I was at home I would have a fresh cold every two or three weeks during the winter, but now, with all our exposure, I never have a cold, and I believe it is because I am in the same temperature all the time.
Everything is very quiet here, and we have no prospect at all of a fight. The Yankee forces are so large that we cannot expect to gain more decided victories over them. All we can do is to hold them in check until they are discouraged and worn out.
General Lee grants furloughs now to two at a time from each company, and I may soon have a chance to get home. I am very anxious to see George. He must be very attractive, but we must not dote on him or anything else which is earthly. When you write tell me all about some of his little capers.
The weather has been more disagreeable since the beginning of April than at any previous time this winter. The wind has blown almost incessantly and furiously at times. To-day is one of the windiest and most disagreeable that I ever saw. It is awful. I hope the wind will subside by night, or I am afraid it will blow my tent down. Yesterday when it was nearly night snow began falling, and with it there was a hurricane of wind, which continued through the night, and was terrific at times. I expected the tent to come down on Billie and me every moment, but it stood the gale finely, although it kept up a horrible flapping all night. The wind is still blowing to-day and the snow is several inches deep. Such weather as this will delay “Fighting Joe” Hooker's movements for some time, and it is so much the better for us.
There is now some scurvy in the army, which is caused by a lack of a vegetable diet. It is not serious yet and is easily cured if the men can get vegetables to eat.
We received orders from General Lee to be ready for an active campaign on the first of the month, by getting rid of all our surplus baggage. About one week ago I saw a Yankee balloon up on the other side of the river, and was told that General Lee had one up at the same time, but I did not see it. I do not believe we shall have so severe a campaign this spring and summer as we had last year, but I am more than willing to endure all the hardships again to be as victorious as we were then. You need have no apprehension that this army will ever meet with defeat while commanded by General Lee. General Jackson is a strict Presbyterian, but he is rather too much of a Napoleon Bonaparte in my estimation. Lee is the man, I assure you.
Dr. Kilgore and a great many others are extremely tired of this war, and he has succeeded in getting transferred to Macon, Ga. The surgeon who has taken his place is Dr. Tyler, a son of the former President of the United States. When the Thirteenth Regiment was formed there were six doctors and two bookkeepers in the medical department, and now every one of them has gone but myself.
I am glad that George is so bright and intelligent.
SOURCE: Dr. Spenser G. Welch, A Confederate Surgeon's Letters to His Wife, p. 46-8
I arrived here this
morning about ten o'clock. My trip was all very pleasant, except when I passed
through Petersburg and Richmond both those places are so crowded. The citizens
of the latter place are greatly alarmed for fear their city will be captured.
We are close to the
enemy now, but there is no certainty of our having a big fight soon. Captain
Hunt's men shot at the Yankees this morning while on picket duty. The report
about our losing ten men is true. The Yankee cavalry came across the
Rappahannock River and captured them.
Our regiment moved
after I arrived to-day and we are now near Summit station in a place where the
chinquapin bushes are very thick.
The regiments are
moved every two or three days to give them practice in moving quickly. All the
tents have been taken away from the men, and that, together with the change of
climate from the coast of South Carolina to this place, has caused much
sickness in our regiment. I will sleep in the medicine tent, a very comfortable
place.
It is bedtime now. I
will try to write you a longer letter next time. The thought of you and our
little George makes me happy, even though I am away off here in Old Virginia.
Our army pursued
Pope's to this place last week. We are now on the west side of North Fork of
the Rappahannock River, while Pope is on the other side. Each army is trying to
get the advantage of the other, and it is difficult for either to cross the
river while the other opposes it. It is evident that we shall have a tremendous fight
in a few days. General Lee is here with us, for I saw him pass by. We have just
cooked up two days' rations and are expecting every minute to leave here.
I saw a pretty
little fight a few days ago when I was far in the rear with the ambulance
train, and it was by the merest chance that the train was not cut off from the
main force and captured. General Hood with his staff was reconnoitering, and
was fired upon by the Yankees, who were under the cover of some woods a little
distance from the road. A Texas brigade happened to be passing and was sent
against them, and whipped them badly.
There has been quite
an amount of rain recently, but we have no tents, nor even anything in the
shape of tents.
I have a chance to
send this to Gordonsville, and as the bearer is about to leave I must close. I
could write you a long letter if I had time, so good-by for now.
Resumed our march at 5 A.M., passed over three creeks that formed the Rappahannock River, passed through a town called Flint Hill, and camped one mile on the north side of the town. Marched sixteen miles to-day.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 30
Left at 5 A.M., marched over part of the Blue Ridge, and crossed the head of the Rappahannock River-eighteen miles to-day. We marched through Front Royal, where the ladies treated us very good. Camped one mile north side of town, and waded the Shaninoar, both prongs.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 30
To-day the regiment is ordered to prepare to move from Corinth with camp and garrison equipage. In the afternoon Companies E, B and C, proceed by rail to Henderson, Tennessee, a station on the Mobile and Ohio railroad. In the evening the remaining companies load their camp and garrison equipage on the cars, ready to start in the morning for Bethel, Tennesssee, on the same road, four miles above Henderson towards Corinth. The news comes to-night that Hooker has re-crossed the Rappahannock; that Stoneman has been driven back, and that yet the rebel government holds sway in Richmond. So much for rumor. Hooker is dropped now and the acclamations of the Seventh are confined to “Burnside and No. 38," and for the arrest of Vallandigham.
Clear and cool; warm
late in the day.
It is rumored now that
the enemy got to Westtown yesterday, some ten miles below the point on this
side occupied by Butler; and to-day he is leaving, either crossing to the south
side (probably to cut the railroad), or embarking in his transports for no one
knows whither. So, this attempt to take Richmond is as bad a failure as any.
Grant has used up nearly
a hundred thousand men—to what purpose? We are not injured, after withstanding
this blow of the concentrated power of the enemy. It is true some bridges are
burned, some railroads have been cut, and the crops in the line of the
enemy's march have been ruined; but our army is intact: Lee's losses
altogether, in killed and wounded, not exceeding a few thousand.
A report of an
officer states that the James River is not fordable anywhere above for forty
miles.
There is a rumor on
the street that the head of Ewell's corps (commanded by Gen. Early) crossed the
Rappahannock, yesterday, at United States Ford. If this be so, there must be
consternation in Washington; and the government there will issue embarrassing
orders to Grant.
The spirits of the
people here are buoyant with the Western news, as well as with the result of
Lee's campaign.
The death of Gen.
Polk, however, is lamented by a good many.
The operations of
Forrest and Morgan are inspiring.
Sunshine and
clouds—warm.
No fighting
yesterday. It is reported that the enemy's cavalry and a corps of infantry
recrossed the Pamunky this morning, either after Breckinridge, or to guard
communications with the Rappahannock.
There is a pause
also in Georgia.
Yesterday the
President vetoed a bill exempting the publishers of periodicals, etc. He said
the time had arrived when "every man capable of bearing arms should be
found in the ranks.” But this does not affect the young and stalwart Chefs du Bureaux, or
acting assistant generals, quartermasters, commissaries, etc. etc., who have
safe and soft places.
My little garden now
serves me well, furnishing daily in cabbage, lettuce, beets, etc. what would
cost $10.
SOURCE: John
Beauchamp Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's Diary at the Confederate
States Capital, Volume 2, p. 228
