THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF NORTH CAROLINA THE COLLECTION OF NORTH CAROLINIANA FROM THE LIBRARY OF Mary Ferrand Henderson FOR USE ONLY IN THE NORTH CAROLINA COLLECTION a$ u DESTRUCTION 1 " '." Alrt> EEOONSTEUCTION : PERSONAL EXPERIENCES OF THE LATE WAR. BY RICHAED TATLOE, LIEUTENANT-GENERAL IN THE CONFEDERATE ARMY. NEW YORK: D. APPLETON AND COMPANY, 549 AND 551 BKOADWAY. 1879. COPYRIGHT BY D. APPLETON AND COMPANY, 1879. PREFACE. These reminiscences of Secession, "War, and Eeconstruction it has seemed to me a duty to record. An actor therein, acci- dent of fortune afforded me exceptional advantages for an interior view. The opinions expressed are sincerely entertained, hut of their correctness such readers as I may find must judge. I have in most cases been a witness to the facts alleged, or have obtained them from the best sources. Where statements are made upon less authority, I have carefully endeavored to indi- cate it by the language employed. R. TAYLOR. December j 1877. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill http://archive.org/details/destructionrecontayl CONTENTS. PAGE PREFACE 3 CHAPTER I. Secession". ........ 9 Causes of the Civil War — The Charleston Convention — Convention of Lou- isiana — Temper of the People. CHAPTER II. FntST Scenes of the "War. . . . . . .15 Blindness of the Confederate Government — General Bragg occupies Pensa- cola — Battle of Manassas — Its Effects on the North and the South — " Initiative " and " Defensive " in War. CHAPTER III. After Manassas. . . . . . . .22 General W. H. T. Walker— The Louisiana Brigade— The "Tigers"— Major Wheat — General Joseph E. Johnston and Jefferson Davis — Alexander H. Stephens. CHAPTER IY. OPENINa OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. . . . .31 McClellan as an Organizer — The James Eiver Route to Richmond — Army of Northern Virginia moved to Orange Court House — Straggling — Gen- eral Ewell — Bugeaud's " Maxims " — Uselessness of Tents — Counsels to Young Officers. 6 CONTENTS. CHAPTER V. FAGS The Valley Campaign. . . . . . .42 The Army moved to Gordonsville — Joseph E. Johnston as a Commander — Valley of Virginia — Stonewall Jackson — Belle Boyd — Federals routed at Front Royal — Cuirassiers strapped to their Horses — Battle of Win- chester — A " Walk Over " at Strasburg — General Ashby — Battle of Port Republic. CHAPTER VI. " The Seven Days abound Richmond." . . . .83 Clever Strategy — The Valley Army summoned to the Defense of Rich- mond — Battles of Cold Harbor, Frazier's Farm, Malvern Hill — Igno- rance of the Topography — McClellan as a Commander — General R. E. Lee — His magnificent Strategy — His Mistakes. CHAPTER Vn. The District of Louisiana. . . . . . .99 General Bragg — Invasion of Kentucky — Western Louisiana — Its Topog- raphy and River Systems — The Attakapas, Home of the Acadians — The Creole Population. CHAPTER VIII. Operations in Louisiana and on the Mississippi. . . .111 Federal Post at Bayou Des Allemands Surprised — Marauding by the Fed- erals — Salt Mines at Petit Anse — General Pemberton — Major Brent Chief of Artillery — Federal Operations on the Lafourche — Gunboat Cotton — General Weitzel Advances up the Teche — Capture of Federal Gunboats — General Kirby Smith. CHAPTER IX. Attacked by the Federals — Attempt to Relieve Vicksbubg — Capture of Beewiok's Bay. . . . . .129 Federal Advance against Bisland — Retreat of the Confederates — Banks's Dispatches — Relief of Vicksburg impracticable — Capture of Federal Post at Berwick's Bay — Attack on Fort Butler — Fall of Vicksburg and of Port Hudson. CONTENTS. CHAPTER X. PAGE Movement to the Red Rivee — Campaign against Banks. . . 148 The Confederate Losses at Vicksburg and Port Hudson — Federals beaten at Bayou Bourbeau — Trans-Mississippi Department, its Bureaux and Staff— A Federal Fleet and Army ascend Red River — Battle of Pleas- ant Hill — Success of the Confederates — Perilous Situation of Banks's Army and the Fleet. CHAPTER XL Escape of Banks and Poetee. . . . •* .176 The Fleet descends Red River to Grand Ecore— Banks concentrates his Army there — Taylor's Force weakened by General Kirby Smith — Con- federates harass Rear of Federal Column — The Federals cross the River atMonette's Ferry and reach Alexandria — Retreat of the Fleet harassed — It passes over the Falls at Alexandria. CHAPTER XII. East op the Mississippi. . . . . . .196 The Mississippi controlled by the Federals — Taylor assigned to the Com- mand of Alabama, Mississippi, etc. — Forrest's Operations — General Sherman in Georgia — Desperate Situation of Hood — Remnant of his Army sent to North Carolina. CHAPTER Xm. Closing Opeeations of the "War — Surrender. . . . 221 Fall of Mobile — Last Engagement of the "War — Johnston-Sherman Con- vention — Taylor surrenders to General Canby — Last Hours of the " Trans-Mississippi Department." CHAPTER XIV. Criticisms and Reflections. ...... 230 Gettysburg — Shiloh — Albert Sidney Johnston — Lack of Statesmanship in the Confederacy — " King Cotton " — Carpet-Baggers. 8 CONTENTS. CHAPTER XV. PAGE Reconstruction under Johnson. ..... 239 Interceding for Prisoners — Debauchery and Corruption in Washington — General Grant — Andrew Johnson — Stevens, Winter Davis, Sumner — Setting up and pulling down State Governments — The "Ku-Klux" — Philadelphia Convention. CHAPTER XVI. Reconstruction under Grant. ..... 256 Demoralization at the North — a Corrupt Vice-President — a Hypocritical Banker — a Great Preacher profiting by his own Evil Reputation — Knaves made Plenipotentiaries — A Spurious Legislature installed in the Louisiana State House — General Sheridan in New Orleans — An American Alberoni — Presidential Election of 1876 — Congress over- awed by a Display of Military Force. CHAPTER XVII. Conclusion. ........ 268 The Financial Crisis — Breaches of Trust — Labor Troubles— Destitution — Negro Suffrage fatal to the South. DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. CHAPTEE I. SECESSION. The history of the United States, as yet unwritten, will show the causes pi the " Civil War " to have been in existence dur- ing the Colonial era, and to have cropped out into full view in the debates of the several State Assemblies on the adoption of the Federal Constitution, in which instrument Luther Martin, Patrick Henry, and others, insisted that they were implanted. African slavery at the time was universal, and its extinction in the North, as well as its extension in the South, was due to eco- nomic reasons alone. The first serious difficulty of the Federal Government arose from the attempt to lay an excise on distilled spirits. The second arose from the hostility of New England traders to the policy of the Government in the war of 1812, by which their special in- terests were menaced ; and there is now evidence to prove that, but for the unexpected peace, an attempt to disrupt the Union would then have been made. The " Missouri Compromise " of 1820 was in reality a truce between antagonistic revenue systems, each seeking to gain the balance of power. For many years subsequently, slaves — as domestic servants — were taken to the Territories without excit- ing remark, and the " Nullification " movement in South Caro- lina was entirely directed against the tariff. 10 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Anti-slavery was agitated from an early period, but failed to attract public attention for many years. At length, by unwea- ried industry, by ingeniously attaching itself to exciting ques- tions of the day, with which it had no natural connection, it succeeded in making a lodgment in the public mind, which, like a subject exhausted by long effort, is exposed to the attack of some malignant fever, that in a normal condition of vigor would have been resisted. The common belief that slavery was the cause of civil war is incorrect, and Abolitionists are not justified in claiming the glory and spoils of the conflict and in pluming themselves as " choosers of the slain." The vast immigration that poured into the country between the years 1840 and 1860 had a very important influence in di- recting the events of the latter year. The numbers were too great to be absorbed and assimilated by the native population. States in the West were controlled by German and Scandina- vian voters, while the Irish took possession of the seaboard towns. Although the balance of party strength was not much affected by these naturalized voters, the modes of political thought were seriously disturbed, and a tendency was mani- fested to transfer exciting topics from the domain of argument to that of violence. The aged and feeble President, Mr. Buchanan, unfitted for troublous times, was driven to and fro by ambitious leaders of his own party, as was the last weak Hapsburg who reigned in Spain by the rival factions of France and Austria. Under these conditions the National Democratic Convention met at Charleston, South Carolina, in the spring of 1860, to declare the principles on which the ensuing presidential cam- paign was to be conducted, and select candidates for the offices of President and Yice-President. Appointed a delegate by the Democracy of my State, Louisiana, in company with others I reached Charleston two days in advance of the time. We were at once met by an invitation to join in council delegates from the Gulf States, to agree upon some common ground of action in the Convention, but declined for the reason that we were accredited to the National Convention, and had no authority SECESSION". 11 to participate in other deliberations. This invitation and the terms in which it was conveyed argned badly for the harmony of the Convention itself, and for the preservation of the unity of the Democracy, then the only organization supported in all quarters of the country. It may be interesting to recall the impression created at the time by the tone and temper of different delegations. New England adhered to the old tenets of the Jefferson school. Two leaders from Massachusetts, Messrs. Caleb Cushing and Benjamin F. Butler, of whom the former was chosen President of the Convention, warmly supported the candidacy of Mr. Jef- ferson Davis. New York, under the direction of Mr. Dean Eichmond, gave its influence to Mr. Douglas. Of a combative temperament, Mr. Bichmond was impressed with a belief that " secession " was but a bugbear to frighten the northern wing of the party. Thus he failed to appreciate the gravity of the situation, and impaired the value of unusual common sense and unselfish patriotism, qualities he possessed to an eminent degree. The anxieties of Pennsylvania as to candidates were accompa- nied by a philosophic indifference as to principles. The North- west was ardent for Douglas, who divided with Guthrie Mis- souri, Kentucky, and Tennessee. Maryland, Yirginia, North Carolina, Georgia, and Louisi- ana held moderate opinions, and were ready to adopt any hon- orable means to preserve the unity of the party and country. The conduct of the South Carolina delegates was admirable. Bepresenting the most advanced constituency in the Conven- tion, they were singularly reticent, and abstained from adding fuel to the flames. They limited their role to that of dignified, courteous hosts, and played it as Carolina gentlemen are wont to do. From Alabama, Florida, Mississippi, Arkansas, and Texas came the fiery spirits, led by Mr. William L. Yancey of Alabama, an able rhetorician. This gentleman had persuaded his State Convention to pass a resolution, directing its delegates to withdraw from Charleston if the Democracy there assem- bled refused to adopt the extreme Southern view as to the rights of citizens in the territories. In this he was opposed by 12 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. ex-Governor Winston, a man of conservative tendencies, and long the rival of Mr. Yancey in State politics. Both gentlemen were sent to Charleston, but the majority of their co-delegates sustained Mr. Yancey. Several days after its organization the National Convention reached a point which made the withdrawal of Alabama immi- nent. Filled with anxions forebodings, I sought after nightfall the lodgings of Messrs. Slidell, Bayard, and Bright, United States senators, who had come to Charleston, not as delegates, but under the impulse of hostility to the principles and candi- dacy of Mr. Douglas. There, after pointing out the certain consequences of Alabama's impending action, I made an earnest appeal for peace and harmony^ and with success. Mr. Yancey was sent for, came into our views after some discussion, and un- dertook to call his people together at that late hour, and secure their consent to disregard instructions. We waited until near dawn for Yancey's return, but his efforts failed of success. Governor Winston, originally opposed to instructions as unwise and dangerous, now insisted that they should be obeyed to the letter, and carried a majority of the Alabama delegates with him. Thus the last hope of preserving the unity of the Na- tional Democracy was destroyed, and by one who was its ear- nest advocate. The withdrawal of Alabama, followed by other Southern States, the adjournment of a part of the Convention to Balti- more and of another part to Richmond, and the election of Lincoln by votes of Northern States, require no further men- tion. In January, 1861, the General Assembly of Louisiana met. A member of the upper branch, and chairman of its Committee on Federal Relations, I reported, and assisted in passing, an act to call a Convention of the people of the State to consider of matters beyond the competency of the Assembly. The Con- vention met in March, and was presided over by ex-Governor and ex -United States Senator Alexander Mouton, a man of high character. I represented my own parish, St. Charles, and was appointed chairman of the Military and Defense Commit- SECESSION. 13 tee, on behalf of which, two ordinances were reported and passed: one, to raise two regiments; the other, to authorize the Governor to expend a million of dollars in the purchase of arms and munitions. The officers of the two regiments were to be appointed by the Governor, and the men to be enlisted for five years, unless sooner discharged. More would have been desirable in the way of raising troops, but the temper of men's minds did not then justify the effort. The Governor declined to use his authority to purchase arms, assured as he was on all sides that there was no danger of war, and that the United States arsenal at Baton Eouge, completely in our power, would furnish more than we could need. It was vainly urged in reply that the stores of the arsenal were almost valueless, the arms being altered flint-lock muskets, and the accouterments out of date. The current was too strong to stem. The Convention, by an immense majority of votes, adopted an ordinance declaring that Louisiana ceased to be a State with- in the Union. Indeed, similar action having already been taken by her neighbors, Louisiana of necessity followed. At the time and since, I marveled at the joyous and careless temper in which men, much my superiors in sagacity and experience, con- summated these acts. There appeared the same general gaite de cosur that M. Ollivier claimed for the Imperial Ministry when war was declared against Prussia. The attachment of northern and western people to the Union ; their superiority in numbers, in wealth, and especially in mechanical resources ; the command of the sea ; the lust of rule and territory always felt by democ- racies, and nowhere to a greater degree than in the South — all these facts were laughed to scorn, or their mention was ascribed to timidity and treachery. As soon as the Convention adjourned, finding myself out of harmony with prevailing opinion as to the certainty of war and necessity for preparation, I retired to my estate, determined to accept such responsibility only as came to me unsought. The inauguration of President Lincoln; the confederation of South Carolina, Georgia, and the five Gulf States ; the atti- tude of the border slave States, hoping to mediate ; the assem- 14 DESTRUCTION AND KECONSTKUCTION. bling of Confederate forces at Pensacola, Charleston, and other points; the seizure of United States forts and arsenals; the attack on "Sumter"; war — these followed with "bewildering rapidity, and the human agencies concerned seemed as uncon- scious as scene-shifters in some awful tragedy. CHAPTEK II. FERST SCENES OF THE WAK. I was drawn from my retreat by an invitation from General Bragg, a particular friend, to visit Pensacola, where he com- manded the southern forces, composed of volunteers from the adjacent States. Full of enthusiasm for their cause, and of the best material, officers and men were, with few exceptions, with- out instruction, and the number of educated officers was, as in all the southern armies, too limited to satisfy the imperious de- mands of the staff, much less those of the drill-master. Besides, the vicious system of election of officers struck at the very root of that stern discipline without which raw men cannot be converted into soldiers. The Confederate Government, then seated at Montgomery, weakly receded from its determination to accept no volunteers for short terms of service, and took regiments for twelve months. The same blindness smote the question of finance. Instead of laying taxes, which the general enthusiasm would have cheer- fully endured, the Confederate authorities pledged their credit, and that too for an amount which might have implied a pact with Mr. Seward that, should war unhappily break out, its du- ration was to be strictly limited to sixty days. The effect of these errors was felt throughout the struggle. General Bragg occupied Pensacola, the United States navy yard, and Fort Barrancas on the mainland ; while Fort Pickens, on Santa Rosa island, was held by Federal troops, with several war vessels anchored outside the harbor. There was an under- standing that no hostile movement would be made by either side without notice. Consequently, Bragg worked at his bat- 16 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. teries bearing on Pickens, while Major Brown, the Federal com- mander, strengthened with sand bags and earth the weak land- ward curtain of his fort; and time was pleasantly passed by both parties in watching each other's occupation. Some months before this period, when Florida enforced her assumed right to control all points within her limits, a small company of United States artillery, under Lieutenant Slemmer, was stationed at Barrancas, where it was helpless. After much manoeuvring, the State forces of Florida induced Slemmer to retire from Barrancas to Pickens, then garrisoned by one ord- nance sergeant, and at the mercy of a corporal's guard in a row- boat. Fort Sumter, in Charleston harbor, was in a similar con- dition before Anderson retired to it with his company. The early seizure of these two fortresses would have spared the Confederates many serious embarrassments ; but such small de- tails were neglected at that time. My visit to Pensacola was brought to a close by information from the Governor of Louisiana of my appointment to the colo- nelcy of the 9th Louisiana infantry, a regiment just formed at camp on the railway some miles north of New Orleans, and under orders for Richmond. Accepting the appointment, I hastened to the camp, inspected the command, ordered the Lieu- tenant Colonel — Randolph, a well-instructed officer for the time — to move by rail to Richmond as rapidly as transportation was furnished, and went on to New Orleans, as well to procure equipment, in which the regiment was deficient, as to give some hours to private affairs. It was known that there was a scarcity of small-arm ammunition in Virginia, owing to the rapid concentration of troops ; and I was fortunate in obtain- ing from the Louisiana authorities a hundred thousand rounds, with which, together with some field equipment, I proceeded by express to Richmond, where I found my command, about a thousand strong, just arrived and preparing to go into camp. The town was filled with rumor of battle away north at Manas?- sas, where Beauregard commanded the Confederate forces. A multitude of wild reports, all equally inflamed, reached my ears while looking after the transportation of my ammunition, of FIRST SCENES OF THE WAR. 17 which I did not wish to lose sight. Reaching camp, I paraded the regiment, and stated the necessity for prompt action, and my purpose to make application to be sent to the front imme- diately. Officers and men were delighted with the prospect of active service, and largely supplied want of experience by zeal. Ammunition was served out, three days' rations were ordered for haversacks, and all camp equipage not absolutely essential was stored. These details attended to, at 5 P. M. I visited the war office, presided over by General Pope Walker of Alabama. When the object of my visit was stated, the Secretary expressed much pleasure, as he was anxious to send troops forward, but had few in readiness to move, owing to the lack of ammunition, etc. As I had been in Richmond but a few hours, my desire to move and adequate state of preparation gained me some " red- letter " marks at the war office. The Secretary thought that a train would be in readiness at 9 o'clock that night. Accord- ingly, the regiment was marched to the station, where we re- mained several weary hours. At length, long after midnight, our train made its appearance. As the usual time to Manassas was some six hours, we confidently expected to arrive in the early forenoon; but this expectation our engine brought to grief. It proved a machine of the most wheezy and helpless character, creeping snail-like on levels, and requiring the men to leave the carriages to help it up grades. As the morning wore on, the sound of guns, reechoed from the Blue Ridge mountains on our left, became loud and constant. At every halt of the wretched engine the noise of battle grew more and more intense, as did our impatience. I hope the attention of the recording angel was engrossed that day in other directions- Later we met men, single or in squads, some with arms and" some without, moving south, in which quarter they all appeared to have pressing engagements. At dusk we gained Manassas Junction, near the field' where, on that day, the battle of first " Manassas " had been fought and won. Bivouacking the men by the roadside, I sought through the darkness the headquarters of General Beau- 2 18 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. regard, to whom I was instructed to report. With much diffi- culty and delay the place was found, and a staff officer told me that orders would be sent the following morning. By these I was directed to select a suitable camp, thus indicating that no immediate movement was contemplated. The confusion that reigned about our camps for the next few days was extreme. Regiments seemed to have lost their colonels, colonels their regiments. Men of all arms and all commands were mixed in the wildest way. A constant fusil- lade of small arms and singing of bullets were kept up, indica- tive of a superfluity of disorder, if not of ammunition. One of my men was severely wounded in camp by a " stray," and derived no consolation from my suggestion that it was a deli- cate attention of our comrades to mitigate the disappointment of missing the battle. The elation of our people at their suc- cess was natural. They had achieved all, and more than all, that could have been expected of raw troops ; and some com- mands had emulated veterans by their steadiness under fire. Settled to the routine of camp duty, I found many opportuni- ties to go over the adjacent battle field with those who had shared the action, then fresh in their memories. Once I had the f>rivilege of so doing in company with Generals Johnston and Beauregard ; and I will now give my opinion of this, as I purpose doing of such subsequent actions, and commanders therein, as came within the range of my personal experience during the war. Although since the days of Nimrod war has been the con- stant occupation of men, the fingers of one hand suffice to number the great commanders. The " unlearned " hardly think of usurping Tyndall's place in the lecture room, or of taking his cuneiform bricks from Bawlinson ; yet the world has been much more prolific of learned scientists and philologers than of able generals. Notwithstanding, the average American (and, judging from the dictatorship of Maitre Gambetta, the French- man) would not have hesitated to supersede Napoleon at Aus- terlitz or Nelson at Trafalgar. True, Cleon captured the Spar- tan garrison, and Narses gained victories, and Bunyan wrote FIRST SCENES OF THE WAR. 19 the " Pilgrim's Progress ; " but pestilent demagogues and muti- lated guardians of Eastern zenanas have not always been suc- cessful in war, nor the great and useful profession of tinkers written allegory. As men without knowledge have at all times usurped the right to criticise campaigns and commanders, they will doubtless continue to do so despite the protests of profes- sional soldiers, who discharge this duty in a reverent spirit, knowing that the greatest is he who commits the fewest blunders. General McDowell, the Federal commander at Manassas, and a trained soldier of unusual acquirement, was so hounded and worried by ignorant, impatient politicians and newspapers as to be scarcely responsible for his acts. This may be said of all the commanders in the beginning of the war, and notably of Albert Sidney Johnston, whose early fall on the field of Shi- loh was irreparable, and mayhap determined the fate of the South. McDowell's plan of battle was excellent, and its exe- cution by his mob no worse than might have been confidently expected. The late Governor Andrew of Massachusetts ob- served that his men thought they were going to a town meet- ing, and this is exhaustive criticism. "With soldiers at his dis- posal, McDowell would have succeeded in turning and over- whelming Beauregard's left, driving him from his rail commu- nications with Richmond, and preventing the junction of Johnston from the valley. It appears that Beauregard was to some extent surprised by the attack, contemplating movements by his own centre and right. His exposed and weak left stub- bornly resisted the shock of attacking masses, while he, with coolness and personal daring most inspiriting to his men, brought up assistance from centre and right ; and the ground was held until Johnston, who had skillfully eluded Patterson, arrived and began feeding our line, when the affair was soon decided. There can be little question that with a strong brigade of soldiers Johnston could have gone to "Washington and Balti- more. "Whether, with his means, he should have advanced, has been too much and angrily discussed already. ^Napoleon held that, no matter how great the confusion and exhaustion of a victorious army might be, a defeated one must be a hundred- 20 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. fold worse, and action should be based on this. Assuredly, if there be justification in disregarding an axiom of Napoleon, the wild confusion of the Confederates after Manassas afforded it. The first skirmishes and actions of the war proved that the Southron, untrained, was a better fighter than the Northerner — not because of more courage, but of the social and economic conditions by which he was surrounded. Devoted to agricul- ture in a sparsely populated country, the Southron was self-re- liant, a practiced horseman, and skilled in the use of arms. The dense population of the North, the habit of association for com- mercial and manufacturing purposes, weakened individuality of character, and horsemanship and the use of arms were excep- tional acconrplishments. The rapid development of railways and manufactures in the West had assimilated the people of that region to their eastern neighbors, and the old race of fron- tier riflemen had wandered to the far interior of the continent. Instruction and discipline soon equalized differences, and battles were decided by generalship and numbers ; and this was the experience of our kinsmen in their great civil war. The coun- try squires who followed the banners of Newcastle and Rupert at first swept the eastern-counties yeomanry and the London train-bands from the field ; but fiery and impetuous valor was at last overmatched by the disciplined purpose and stubborn constancy of Cromwell's Ironsides. The value of the " initiative " in war cannot be overstated. It surpasses in power mere accession of numbers, as it requires neither transport nor commissariat. Holding it, a commander lays his plans deliberately, and executes them at his own ap- pointed time and in his own way. The " defensive " is weak, lowering the morale of the army reduced to it, enforcing con- stant watchfulness lest threatened attacks become real, and keep- ing commander and troops in a state of anxious tension. These truisms would not deserve mention did not the public mind ignore the fact that their application is limited to trained sol- diers, and often become impatient for the employment of proved ability to sustain sieges and hold lines in offensive movements. A collection of untrained men is neither more nor less than a FIRST SCENES OF THE WAR. 21 mob, in which, individual courage goes for nothing. In move- ment each person finds his liberty of action merged in a crowd, ignorant and incapable of direction. Every obstacle creates confusion, speedily converted into panic by opposition. The heroic defenders of Saragossa could not for a moment have faced a battalion of French infantry in the open field. Osman's solitary attempt to operate outside of Plevna met with no suc- cess; and the recent defeat of Moukhtar may be ascribed to incaution in taking position too far from his line of defense, where, when attacked, manoeuvres of which his people were in- capable became necessary. CHAPTER III, AFTEK MANASSAS. After the action at Manassas, the summer and winter of 1861 wore away without movements of special note in our quar- ter, excepting the defeat of the Federals at Ball's Bluff, on the Potomac, by a detached brigade of Confederates, commanded by General Evans of South Carolina, a West-Pointer enjoying the sobriquet of Shanks from the thinness of his legs. In the organization of our army, my regiment was brigaded with the 6th, 7th, and 8th regiments of the Louisiana infantry, and placed under General William H. T. Walker of Georgia. Graduated from West Point in the summer of 1837, this officer joined the 6th United States infantry operating against the Seminoles in Florida. On Christmas day following was fought the battle of Okeechobee, the severest fight of that Indian war. The savages were posted on a thickly jungled island in the lake, through the waters of which, breast-high, the troops advanced several hundred yards to the attack. The loss on our side was heavy, but the Indians were so completely routed as to break their spirit. Colonel Zachary Taylor commanded, and there won his yellow sash and grade. Walker was desperately wounded, and the medical people gave him up ; hut he laughed at their predictions and recovered. In the war with Mexico, as- saulting Molino del Bey, he received several wounds, all pro- nounced fatal, and science thought itself avenged. Again he got well, as he said, to spite the doctors. Always a martyr to asthma, he rarely enjoyed sleep but in a sitting posture ; yet he was as cheerful and full of restless activity as the celebrated Earl of Peterborough. Peace with Mexico established, Walker AFTER MANASSAS. 23 became commandant of cadets at West Point. His ability as an instructor, and his lofty, martial bearing, deeply impressed his new brigade and prepared it for stern work. Subsequently "Walker died on the field near Atlanta, defending the soil of his native State — a death of all others he would have chosen. I have dwelt somewhat on his character, because it was one of the strangest I have met. ~No enterprise was too rash to awaken his ardor, if it necessitated daring courage and self-devotion. Truly, he might have come forth from the pages of old Froissart. It is with unaffected feeling that I recall his memory and hang before it my humble wreath of immortelles. In camp our army experienced much suffering and loss of strength. Drawn almost exclusively from rural districts, where families lived isolated, the men were scourged with mumps, whooping-cough, and measles, diseases readily overcome by child- hood in urban populations. Measles proved as virulent as small- pox or cholera. Sudden changes of temperature drove the erup- tion from the surface to the internal organs, and fevers, lung and typhoid, and dysenteries followed. My regiment was fear- fully smitten, and I passed days in hospital, nursing the sick and trying to comfort the last moments of many poor lads, dying so far from home and friends. Time and frequent changes of camp brought improvement, but my own health gave way. A persistent low fever sapped my strength and impaired the use of my limbs. General Johnston kindly ordered me off to the Fauquier springs, sulphur waters, some twenty miles to the south. There I was joined and carefully nursed by a devoted sister, and after some weeks slowly regained health. On the eve of returning to the army, I learned of my pro- motion to brigadier, to relieve General Walker, transferred to a brigade of Georgians. This promotion seriously embarrassed me. Of the four colonels whose regiments constituted the brigade, I was the junior in commission, and the other three had been present and " won their spurs " at the recent battle, so far the only important one of the war. Besides, my known friend- ship for President Davis, with whom I was connected by his first marriage with my elder sister, would justify the opinion 24 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. that my promotion was due to favoritism. Arrived at head- quarters, I obtained leave to go to Richmond, where, after an affectionate reception, the President listened to the story of my feelings, the reasons on which they were based, and the request that the promotion should be revoked. He replied that he would take a day for reflection before deciding the matter. The following day I was told that the answer to my appeal would be forwarded to the army, to which I immediately returned. The President had employed the delay in writing a letter to the senior officers of the brigade, in which he began by stating that promotions to the grade of general officer were by law intrusted to him, and were made for considerations of public good, of which he alone was judge. He then, out of abundant kindness for me, went on to soothe the feelings of these officers with a tenderness and delicacy of touch worthy a woman's hand, and so effectually as to secure me their hearty support. (No wonder that all who enjoy the friendship of Jefferson Davis love him as Jonathan did David v ; Several weeks without notable incident were devoted to in- struction, especially in marching, the only military quality for which Southern troops had no aptitude. Owing to the good traditions left by my predecessor, Walker, and the zeal of offi- cers and men, the brigade made great progress. With the army at this time was a battalion of three com- panies from Louisiana, commanded by Major Wheat. These detached companies had been thrown together previous to the fight at Manassas, where Wheat was severely wounded. The strongest of the three, and giving character to all, was called the "Tigers." Recruited on the levee and in the alleys of New Orleans, the men might have come out of " Alsatia," where they would have been worthy subjects of that illustrious potentate, "Duke Hildebrod." The captain, who had succeeded to the immediate command of these worthies on the advancement of Wheat, enjoying the luxury of many aliases, called himself White, perhaps out of respect for the purity of the patriotic garb lately assumed. So villainous was the reputation of this battalion that every commander desired to be rid of it; and AFTER MANASSAS. 25 General Johnston assigned it to me, despite my efforts to decline the honor of such society. He promised, however, to sustain me in any measures to enforce discipline, and but a few horns elapsed before the fulfillment of the promise was exacted. For some disorder after tattoo, several " Tigers " were arrested and placed in charge of the brigade guard. Their comrades at- tempted to force the guard and release them. The attempt failed, and two ringleaders were captured and put .in irons for the night. On the ensuing morning an order for a general court-martial was obtained from army headquarters, and the court met at 10 A. M. The prisoners were found guilty, and sentenced to be shot at sunset. I ordered the " tiring party " to be detailed from their own company ; but Wheat and his officers begged to be spared this hard duty, fearing that the " Tigers " would refuse to fire on their comrades. I insisted for the sake of the example, and pointed out the serious consequences of disobedience by their men. The brigade, under arms, was marched out ; and as the news had spread, many thousands from other commands flocked to witness the scene. The firing party, ten " Tigers," was drawn up fifteen paces from the prisoners, the brigade provost gave the command to fire, and the unhappy men fell dead without a struggle. This account is given because it was the first military execution in the Army of Northern Virginia; and punishment, so closely following offense, pro- duced a marked effect. But Major " Bob " "Wheat deserves an extended notice. In the early summer of 1846, after the victories of Palo Alto and Resaca de la Palma, the United States Army under General Zachary Taylor lay near the town of Matamoros. Vis- iting the hospital of a recently joined volunteer corps from the States, I remarked a bright-eyed youth of some nineteen years, wan with disease, but cheery withal. The interest he inspired led to his removal to army headquarters, where he soon recov- ered health and became a pet. This was Bob Wheat, son of an Episcopal clergyman, who had left school to come to the war. He next went to Cuba with Lopez, was wounded and captured, but escaped the garrote to follow Walker to Nicaragua. Ex- 26 DESTRUCTION AKD RECONSTEUOTIOF. haunting the capacities of South American patriots to pronounce, he quitted their society in disgust, and joined Garibaldi in Italy, whence his keen scent of combat summoned him home in con- venient time to receive a bullet at Manassas. The most com- plete Dugald Dalgetty possible, he had " all the defects of the good qualities " of that doughty warrior. Some months after the time of which Lam writing, a body of Federal horse was captured in the valley of Yirginia. The colonel commanding, who had been dismounted in the fray, ap- proached me. A stalwart man, with huge mustaches, cavalry boots adorned with spurs worthy of a caballero, slouched hat, and plume, he strode along with the nonchalant air of one who had wooed Dame Fortune too long to be cast down by her frowns. Suddenly Major Wheat, near by, sprang from his horse with a cry of "Percy! old boy!" "Why, Bob!" was echoed back, and a warm embrace was exchanged. Colonel Percy Wynd- ham, an Englishman in the Federal service, had last parted from Wheat in Italy, or some other country where the pleasant busi- ness of killing was going on, and now fraternized with his friend in the manner described. Poor Wheat ! A month later, and he slept his last sleep on the bloody field of Cold Harbor. He lies there in a soldier's grave. Gallant spirit ! let us hope that his readiness to die for his cause has made " the scarlet of Ms sins like unto wool." As the autumn of the year 1861 passed away, the question of army organization pressed for solution, while divergent opin- ions were held by the Government at Richmond and General Johnston. The latter sent me to President Davis to explain his views and urge their adoption. My mission met with no suc- cess ; but in discharging it, I was made aware of the estrange- ment growing up between these eminent persons, which subse- quently became " the spring of woes unnumbered." An earnest effort made by me to remove the cloud, then " no greater than a man's hand," failed; though the elevation of character of the' two men, which made them listen patiently to my appeals, jus- tified hope. Time but served to widen the breach. Without the knowledge and despite the wishes of General Johnston, the AFTER MANASSAS. 27 descendants of the ancient dwellers in the cave of Adullam gathered themselves behind his shield, and shot their arrows at President Davis and his advisers, weakening the influence of the head of the cause for which all were struggling. Immediately after the birth of the Confederacy, a resolution was adopted by the " Provisional Congress " declaring that mili- tary and naval officers, resigning the service of the United States Government to enter that of the Confederate, would preserve their relative rank. Later on, the President was authorized to make five appointments to the grade of general. These appoint- ments were announced after the battle of Manassas, and in the following order of seniority: Samuel Cooper, Albert Sidney Johnston, Eobert E. Lee, Joseph E. Johnston, and G. T. Beau- regard. Near the close of President Buchanan's administration, in 1860, died General Jesup, Quartermaster-General of the United States army ; and Joseph E. Johnston, then lieutenant-colonel of cavalry, was appointed to the vacancy. Now the Quarter- master-General had the rank, pay, and emoluments of a briga- dier-general ; but the rank was staff, and by law this officer could not exercise command over troops unless by special assign- ment. "When, in the spring of 1861, the officers in question entered the service of the Confederacy, Cooper had been Adju- tant-General of the United States Army, with the rank of colo- nel ; Albert Sidney Johnston, colonel and brigadier-general by brevet, and on duty as such ; Lee, lieutenant-colonel of cavalry, senior to Joseph E. Johnston in the line before the latter's ap- pointment above mentioned ; Beauregard, major of engineers. In arranging the order of seniority of generals, President Davis held to the superiority of line to staff rank, while Joseph E. Johnston took the opposite view, and sincerely believed that injustice was done him. After the grave and wondrous scenes through which we have passed, all this seems like " a tempest in a tea-pot ; " but it had much influence and deserves attention. General Beauregard, who about this time was transferred to the army in the "West, commanded by Albert Sidney Johnston, 28 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. was also known to have grievances. Whatever their source, it could not have been rank; bnt it is due to this General — a gentleman of taste — to say that no utterances came from him. Indiscreet persons at Richmond, claiming the privilege and dis- charging the duty of friendship, gave tongue to loud and fre- quent plaints, and increased the confusion of the hour. As the year 1862 opened, and the time for active move- ments drew near, weighty cares attended the commander of the Army of Northern Yirginia. The folly of accepting regiments for the short period of twelve months, to which allusion has "been made, was now apparent. Having taken service in the spring of 1861, the time of many of the troops would expire just as the Federal host in their front might be expected to ad- vance. A large majority of the men were willing to reenlist, provided that they could first go home to arrange private affairs ; and fortunately, the fearful condition of the country permitted the granting of furloughs on a large scale. Except on a few pikes, movements were impossible, and an army could no more have marched across country than across Chesapeake bay. Closet warriors in cozy studies, with smooth macadamized road- ways before their doors, sneer at the idea of military movements being arrested by mud. I apprehend that these gentlemen have never served in a bad country during the rainy season, and are ignorant of the fact that, in his Russian campaign, the elements proved too strong for the genius of Napoleon. General Johnston met the difficulties of his position with great coolness, tact, and judgment ; but his burden was by no means lightened by the interference of certain politicians at Richmond. These were perhaps inflamed by the success that had attended the tactical efforts of their Washington peers. At all events, they now threw themselves upon military ques- tions with much ardor. Their leader was Alexander H. Ste- phens of Georgia, Yice-President of the Confederacy, who is entitled to a place by himself. Like the celebrated John Randolph of Roanoke, Mr. Ste- phens has an acute intellect attached to a frail and meagre body. As was said by the witty Canon of St. Paul's of Francis Jeffrey, AFTER MANASSAS. 29 his mind is in a state of indecent exposure. A trained and skill- ful politician, he was for many years before the war returned to the United States House of Representatives from the district in which he resides, and his "device" seems always to have been, " Fiat justitia, ruat coelum." When, in December, 1849, the Congress assembled, there was a Whig administration, and the same party had a small majority in the lower House, of which Mr. Stephens, an ardent Whig, was a member ; but he could not see his way to support his party's candidate for Speaker, and this inability to find a road, plain mayhap to weaker organs, secured the control of the House to his political adversaries. During the exciting period preceding " secession " Mr. Stephens held and avowed moderate opinions ; but, swept along by the resistless torrent surrounding him, he discovered and proclaimed that " slavery was the corner-stone of the con- federacy." In the strong vernacular of the West, this was "rather piling the agony" on the humanitarians, whose sym- pathies were not much quickened toward us thereby. As the struggle progressed, Mr. Stephens, with all the impartiality of an equity judge, marked many of the virtues of the Government north of the Potomac, and all the vices of that on his own side of the river. Regarding the military questions in hand he en- tertained and publicly expressed original opinions, which I will attempt to convey as accurately as possible. The war was for principles and rights, and it was in defense of these, as well as of their property, that the people had taken up arms. They could always be relied on when a battle was imminent ; but, when no fighting was to be done, they had best be at home attending to their families and interests. As their intelligence was equal to their patriotism, they were as capable of judging of the necessity of their presence with the colors as the com- manders of armies, who were but professional soldiers fighting for rank and pay, and most of them without property in the South. It may be observed that such opinions are more com- fortably cherished by political gentlemen, two hundred miles away, than by commanders immediately in front of the enemy. In July, 1865, two months after the close of the great war, 30 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. I visited Washington in the hope of effecting some change in the condition of Jefferson Davis, then ill and a prisoner at Fort- ress Monroe ; and this visit was protracted to November before its object was accomplished. In the latter part of October of the same year Mr. Stephens came to Washington, where he was the object of much attention on the part of people controlling the Congress and the country. Desiring his cooperation in behalf of Mr. Davis, I sought and found him sitting near a fire (for he is of a chilly nature), smoking his pipe. He heard me in severe politeness, and, without unnecessary expenditure of en- thusiasm, promised his assistance. Since the war Mr. Stephens has again found a seat in the Congress, where, unlike the rebel brigadiers, his presence is not a rock of offense to the loyal mind.* * The foregoing sketch of Mr. Stephens appeared substantially in the " North American Review," but the date of the interview in Washington was not stated. Thereupon Mr. Stephens, in print, seized on July, and declared that, as he was a prisoner in Fort Warren during that month, the interview was a "Munchausen- ism." He also disputes the correctness of the opinions concerning military matters ascribed to him, although scores of his associates at Richmond will attest it. Again, he assumes the non-existence of twelve-months' regiments because some took service for the war, etc. Like other ills, feeble health has its compensations, especially for those who unite restless vanity and ambition to a feminine desire for sympathy. It has been much the habit of Mr. Stephens to date controversial epistles from " a sick chamber," as do ladies in a delicate situation. A diplomatist of the last century, the Chevalier D'Eon, by usurping the privileges of the opposite sex, inspired grave doubts concerning his own. CHAPTER IY. OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. Pursuing " the even tenor of his way," Johnston rapidly increased the efficiency of his army. Furloughed men returned in large numbers before their leaves had terminated, many bringing new recruits with them. Divisions were formed, and officers selected to command them. Some islands of dry land appeared amid the sea of mud, when the movement of the Federal forces in our front changed the theatre of war and opened the important campaign of 1862. When overtaken by unexpected calamity African tribes de- stroy the fetich previously worshiped, and with much noise seek some new idol in which they can incarnate their vanities and hopes. Stunned by the rout at Manassas, the JSTorth pulled down an old veteran, Scott, and his lieutenant, McDowell, and set up McClellan, who caught the public eye at the moment by reason of some minor successes in Western Virginia, where the Confederate General, Robert Garnett, was killed. It is but fair to admit that the South had not emulated the wisdom of Solomon nor the modesty of Godolphin. The capture of Fort Sumter, with its garrison of less than a hundred men, was hardly Gibraltar ; yet it would put the grandiloquent hidalgoes of Spain on their mettle to make more clatter over the down- fall of the cross of St. George from that historic rock. Mc- Clellan was the young Napoleon, the very god of war in his latest avatar. While this was absurd, and in the end injurious to McClellan, it was of service to his Government; for it strengthened his loins to the task before him — a task demand- ing the highest order of ability and the influence of a demigod. A great war was to be carried on, and a great army, the most complex of machines, was necessary. 32 DESTRUCTION" AND EECONSTEUCTION. The cardinal principles on which the art of war is based are few and unchangeable, resembling in this the code of morality ; but their application varies as the theatre of the war, the genius and temper of the people engaged, and the kind of arms em- ployed. The United States had never possessed a great army. The entire force engaged in the war against Mexico would scarcely have made a respectable corps cParmee, and to study the organization of great armies and campaigns a recurrence to the Napoleonic era was necessary. The Governments of Europe for a half century had been improving armaments, and chang- ing the tactical unit of formation and manoeuvre to correspond to such improvement. The Italian campaign of Louis Napo- leon established some advance in field artillery, but the supreme importance of breech-loaders was not admitted until Sadowa, in 1866. All this must be considered in determining the value of McClellan's work. Taking the raw material intrusted to him, he converted it into a great military machine, complete in all its parts, fitted for its intended purpose. Moreover, he re- sisted the natural impatience of his Government and people, and the follies of politicians and newspapers, and for months refused to put his machine at work before all its delicate adjust- ments were perfected. Thus, much in its own despite, the North obtained armies and the foundation of success. The correctness of the system adopted by McClellan proved equal to all emergencies, and remained unchanged until the close of the war. Disappointed in his hands, and suffering painful de- feats in those of his immediate successors, the " Army of the Potomac " always recovered, showed itself a vital organism, and finally triumphed. McClellan organized victory for his section, and those who deem the preservation of the " Union " the first of earthly duties should not cease to do him rever- ence. I have here written of McClellan, not as a leader, but an organizer of armies ; and as such he deserves to rank with the Von Moltkes, Scharnhorsts, and Louvois of history. Constant struggle against the fatal interference of politi- cians with his military plans and duties separated McClellan OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. 33 from the civil department of his Government, and led him to adopt a policy of his own. The military road to Richmond, and the only one as events proved, was by the peninsula and the James river, and it was his duty so to advise. He insisted, and had his way ; but not for long. A little of that selfishness which serves lower intelligences as an instinct of self-preserva- tion would have shown him that his most dangerous enemies were not in his front. The Administration at "Washington had to deal with a people blind with rage, an ignorant and meddle- some Congress, and a wolfish horde of place-hunters. A sud- den dash of the Confederates on the capital might change the attitude of foreign powers. These political considerations weighed heavily at the seat of government, but were of small moment to the military commander. In a conflict between civil policy and military strategy, the latter must yield. The jealousy manifested by the Yenetian and Dutch republics tow- ard their commanders has often been criticised ; but it should be remembered that they kept the military in strict subjection to the civil power; and when they were overthrown, it was by foreign invasion, not by military usurpation. Their annals afford no example of the declaration by their generals that the special purpose of republican armies is to preserve civil order and enforce civil law. After the battle of Chickamauga, in 1863, General Grant was promoted to the command of the armies of the United States, and called to Washington. In a conference between him, Presi- dent Lincoln, and Secretary Stanton, the approaching campaign in Virginia was discussed. Grant said that the advance on Rich- mond should be made by the James river. It was replied that the Government required the interposition of an army between Lee and Washington, and could not consent at that late day to the adoption of a plan which would be taken by the public as a confession of previous error. Grant observed that he was in- different as to routes ; but if the Government preferred its own, so often tried, to the one he suggested, it must be prepared for the additional loss of a hundred thousand men. The men were promised, Grant accepted the governmental plan of campaign, 3 34 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. and was supported to the end. The above came to me well au- thenticated, and I have no doubt of its correctness.* * Some of the early pages of this work were published in the number of the "North American Review" for January, 1878, in- cluding the above account of a conference at Washington between President Lincoln, Secretary Stanton, and General Grant. In the "New York Herald" of May 27, 1878, appears an interview with General Grant, in which the latter says, " The whole story is a fabrication, and whoever vouched for it to General Taylor vouched for a fiction." General Halleck, who was at the time in question Chief of Staff at the war office, related the story of this conference to me in New Orleans, where he was on a visit from Louisville, Ky., then his headquarters. Several years later General Joseph E. John- ston gave me the same account, which he had from another officer of the United States Army, also at the time in the war office. A letter from General Johnston, confirming the accuracy of my rela- tion, has been published. Since, I have received a letter, dated New York, June 6, 1878, wherein the writer states that in Wash- ington, in 1868 or 1869, he had an account of this conference, as I give it, from General John A. Logan of Illinois. When calling for reinforcements, after his losses in the Wilderness, General Grant reminded Stanton of his opposition to the land route in their conference, but added that " he would now fight it out on this line if it takes all summer." The writer of this communication is quite unknown to me, but manifests his sincerity by suggesting that I should write to General Logan, who, he doubts not, will confirm his statement. I have not so written, because I have no acquaint- ance with General Logan, and no desire to press the matter further. From many sources comes evidence that a conference was held, which General Grant seems to deny. Moreover, I cannot forget that in one notable instance a question of fact was raised against General Grant, with much burden of evidence ; and while declaim- ing any wish or intent of entering on another, one may hold in all charity that General Grant's memory may be as treacherous about facts as mine proved about a date, when, in a letter to the " Her- ald," I stupidly gave two years after General Halleck's death as the time of his conversation with me. These considerations have determined me to let the account of the conference stand as origi- nally written. OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. 35 During his operations on the peninsula and near Richmond, McClellan complained much of want of support ; but the con- stancy with which President Lincoln adhered to him was, under the circumstances, surprising. He had drifted away from the dominant Washington sentiment, and alienated the sympathies of his Government. His fall was inevitable ; the affection of the army but hastened it; even victory could not save him. He adopted the habit of saying, "My army," "My soldiers." Such phraseology may be employed by a Frederick or Napoleon, sovereigns as well as generals ; but officers command the armies of their governments. General McClellan is an upright, patri- otic man, incapable of wrong-doing, and has a high standard of morality, to which he lives more closely than most men do - to a lower one ; but it is to be remembered that the examples of the good are temptations and opportunities to the unscrupulous. The habit of thought underlying such language, or soon engen- dered by its use, has made Mexico and the South American re- publics the wonder and scorn of civilization. The foregoing account of McClellan's downfall is deemed pertinent because he was the central figure in the Northern field, and laid the foundation of Northern success. Above all, he and a gallant band of officers supporting him impressed a generous, chivalric spirit on the war, which soon faded away; and the future historian, in recounting some later operations, will doubt if he is dealing with campaigns of generals or expeditions of brigands. The intention of McClellan to transfer his base from Wash- ington to some point farther south was known to Johnston, but there was doubt whether Fredericksburg or the Peninsula would be selected. To meet either contingency, Johnston in the spring of 1862 moved his army from Manassas to the vicinity of Orange Court House, where he was within easy reach of both Fredericks- burg and Richmond. The movement was executed with the quiet precision characteristic of Johnston, unrivaled as a master of logistics. I was ordered to withdraw the infantry pickets from the lower Bull Run after nightfall, and move on a road through the 36 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. county of Prince William, east of the line of railway from Manassas to Orange. This road was tough and heavy, and crossed by frequent streams, affluents of the neighboring Potomac. These furnished occupation and instruction to a small body of pioneers, recently organized, while the difficulties of the road drew heavily on the marching capacity — or rather incapacity — of the men. Straggling was then, and continued throughout to be, the vice of Southern armies. The climate of the South was not favorable to pedestrian exercise, and, centaur-like, its inhab- itants, from infancy to old age, passed their lives on horseback, seldom walking the most insignificant distance. When brought into the field, the men were as ignorant of the art of marching as babes, and required for their instruction the same patient, un- wearied attention. On this and subsequent marches frequent halts were made, to enable stragglers to close up ; and I set the example to mounted officers of riding to the rear of the column, to encourage the weary by relieving them of their arms, and occasionally giving a footsore fellow a cast on my horse. The men appreciated this care and attention, followed advice as to the fitting of their shoes, cold bathing of feet, and healing of abrasions, and soon held it a disgrace to fall out of ranks. Be- fore a month had passed the brigade learned how to march, and, in the Valley with Jackson, covered long distances without leav- ing a straggler behind. Indeed, in several instances it emulated the achievement of Crauford's " Light Brigade," whose wonder- ful march to join Wellington at Talavera remains the stoutest feat of modern soldiership. Arrived at the Rappahannock, I found the railway bridge floored for the passage of troops and trains. The army, with the exception of Ewell's division, composed of Elzey's, Trim- ball's, and my brigades, had passed the Papidan, and was lying around Orange Court House, where General Johnston had his headquarters. Some horse, under Stuart, remained north of the Pappahannock, toward Manassas. For the first time Ewell had his division together and under his immediate command ; and as we remained for many days between the rivers, I had abundant opportunities for studying OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. 37 the original character of " Dick Ewell." We had known each other for many years, but now our friendship and intercourse became close and constant. Graduated from West Point in 1S40, Ewell joined the 1st regiment of United States dragoons, and, saving the Mexican war, in which he served with such dis- tinction as a young cavalryman could gain, his whole military life had been passed on the plains, where, as he often asserted, he had learned all about commanding fifty United States dra- goons, and forgotten everything else. In this he did himself injustice, as his career proves ; but he was of a singular modesty. Bright, prominent eyes, a bomb-shaped, bald head, and a nose like that of Francis of Yalois, gave him a striking resemblance to a woodcock ; and this was increased by a bird-like habit of putting his head on one side to utter his quaint speeches. He fancied that he had some mysterious internal malady, and would eat nothing but frumenty, a preparation of wheat; and his plaintive way of talking of his disease, as if he were some one else, was droll in the extreme. His nervousness prevented him from taking regular sleep, and he passed nights curled around a camp-stool, in positions to dislocate an ordinary person's joints and drive the " caoutchouc man " to despair. On such occa- sions, after long silence, he would suddenly direct his eyes and nose toward me with " General Taylor ! What do you suppose President Davis made me a major-general for ? " — beginning with a sharp accent and ending with a gentle lisp. Superbly mounted, he was the boldest of horsemen, invariably leaving the roads to take, timber and water. ISTo follower of the " Pytchley " or " Quorn " could have lived with him across country. With a fine tactical eye on the battle field, he was never content with his own plan until he had secured the ap- proval of another's judgment, and chafed under the restraint of command, preparing to fight with the skirmish line. On two occasions in the Valley, during the temporary absence of Jack- son from the front, Ewell summoned me to his side, and im- mediately rushed forward among the skirmishers, where some sharp work was going on. Having refreshed himself, he re- turned with the hope that " old Jackson would not catch him 38 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. at it." He always spoke of Jackson, several years his junior, as " old," and told me in confidence that he admired his genius, but was certain of his lunacy, and that he never saw one of Jackson's couriers approach without expecting an order to as- sault the north pole. Later, after he had heard Jackson seriously declare that he never ate pepper because it produced a weakness in his left leg, he was confirmed in this opinion. "With all his oddities, per- haps in some measure because of them, Ewell was adored by officers and men. Orders from headquarters directed all surplus provisions, in the country between the Rappahannock and Rapidan, to be sent south of the latter stream. Executing these orders strictly, as we daily expected to rejoin the army, the division began to be straitened for supplies. The commissary of my brigade, Major Davis, was the very pearl of commissaries. Indefatigable in discharge of duty, he had as fine a nose for bullocks and bacon as Major Monsoon for sherry. The commissaries of the other brigades were less efficient, and for some days drew ra- tions from Davis ; but it soon became my duty to take care of my own command, and General Ewell's attention was called to the subject. The General thought that it was impossible so rich a country could be exhausted, and sallied forth on a cattle hunt himself. Late in the day he returned with a bull, jaded as was he of Ballyraggan after he had been goaded to the sum- mit of that classic pass, and venerable enough to have fertilized the milky mothers of the herds of our early Presidents, whose former estates lie in this vicinity. "With a triumphant air Ewell showed me his plunder. I observed that the bull was a most respectable animal, but would hardly afford much subsistence to eight thousand men. " Ah ! I was thinking of my fifty dra- goons," replied the General. The joke spread, and doubtless furnished sauce for the happy few to whose lot the bull fell. Meantime, the cavalry force in our front had been withdrawn, and the Federal pickets made their appearance on the north bank of the Rappahannock, occasionally exchanging a shot with ours across the stream. This served to enliven us for a day OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. 39 or two, and kept Ewell busy, as lie always feared lest some one would get under fire before him. At length a fire of artillery and small arms was opened from the north end of the bridge, near the south end of which my brigade was camped. Order- ing the command to move out, I galloped down to the river, where I found Ewell assisting with his own hands to place some guns in position. The affair was over in a few minutes. The enemy had quietly run up two pieces of artillery, supported by dismounted horsemen, and opened fire on my camp ; but the promptness with which the men had moved prevented loss, sav- ing one or two brush huts, and a few mess pans. The bridge had previously been prepared for burning, Ewell's orders being to destroy all railway bridges behind him, to pre- vent the use of the rails by the Federals. During the little alerte mentioned, I saw smoke rising from the bridge, which was soon a mass of flame. Now, this was the only bridge for some miles up or down ; and though the river was f ordable at many points, the fords were deep and impassable after rains. Its premature destruction not only prevented us from scouting and foraging on the north bank, but gave notice to the enemy of our purpose to abandon the country. Annoyed, and doubtless expressing the feeling in my countenance, as I watched the flames, Ewell, after a long silence, said, " You don't like it." Whereupon I related the following from Bugeaud's " Maxims " : At the close of the ^Napoleonic wars, Bugeaud, a young colonel, commanded a French regiment on the Swiss frontier. A stream spanned by a bridge, but f ordable above and below, separated him from an Austrian force of four times his strength. He first determined to destroy the bridge, but reflected that if left it might tempt the enemy, whenever he moved, to neglect the fords. Accord- ingly, he masked his regiment as near his end of the bridge as the topography of the ground permitted, and waited. The Austrians moved by the bridge, and Bugeaud, seizing the mo- ment, fell upon them in the act of crossing and destroyed the entire force. Moral : 'Tis easier to watch and defend one bridge than many miles of f ordable water. " Why did you keep the story until the bridge was burnt ? " exclaimed Ewell. Subse- 40 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. quently, alleging that lie had small opportunity for study after leaving West Point, he drew from me whatever some reading and a good memory could supply; but his shrewd remarks changed many erroneous opinions I had formed, and our " talks " were of more value to me than to him. As our next move, hourly expected, would take us beyond the reach of railways, I here reduced the brigade to light marching order. My own kit, consisting of a change of under- wear and a tent " fly," could be carried on my horse. A fly can be put up in a moment, and by stopping the weather end with boughs a comfortable hut is made. The men carried each his blanket, an extra shirt and drawers, two pairs of socks (woolen), and a pair of extra shoes. These, with his arm and ammunition, were a sufficient load for strong marching. Tents, especially in a wooded country, are not only a nuisance, involving much trans- portation, the bane of armies, but are detrimental to health. In cool weather they are certain to be tightly closed, and the number of men occupying them breeds a foul atmosphere. The rapidity with which men learn to shelter themselves, and their ingenuity in accomplishing it under unfavorable conditions, are surprising. My people grumbled no little at being " stripped," but soon admitted that they were better for it, and came to des- pise useless impedimenta. I early adopted two customs, and adhered to them throughout the war. The first was to examine at every halt the adjacent roads and paths, their direction and condition; distances of nearest towns and cross-roads ; the country, its capacity to fur- nish supplies, as well as general topography, etc., all of which was embodied in a rude sketch, with notes to impress it on mem- ory. The second was to imagine while on the march an enemy before me to be attacked, or to be received in my position, and make the necessary dispositions for either contingency. My imaginary manoeuvres were sad blunders, but I corrected them by experience drawn from actual battles, and can safely affirm that such slight success as I had in command was due to these customs. Assuredly, a knowledge of details will not make a great general ; but there can be no greatness in war without OPENING OF THE PENINSULAR CAMPAIGN. 41 such knowledge, for genius is but a capacity to grasp and apply details. These observations are not for the " heaven-born," who from their closets scan with eagle glance fields of battle, whose mighty pens slay their thousands and their tens of thousands, and in whose " Serbonian" inkstands " armies whole " disappear ; but it is hoped that they may prove useful to the young adopting the profession of arms, who may feel assured that the details of the art of war afford " scope and verge " for the employment of all their faculties. Conscientious study will not perhaps make them great, but it will make them respectable ; and when the respon- sibility of command comes, they will not disgrace their flag, injure their cause, nor murder their men. OHAPTEE V. THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. At length the expected order to march came, and we moved south to Gordonsville. In one of his letters to Madame du Deffand, Horace "Walpole writes of the English spring as " com- ing in with its accustomed severity," and such was our experi- ence of a Virginian spring ; or rather, it may be said that win- ter returned with renewed energy, and we had for several days snow, sleet, rain, and all possible abominations in the way of weather. Arrived at Gordonsville, whence the army had de- parted for the Peninsula, we met orders to join Jackson in the Valley, and marched thither by Swift Eun " Gap " — the local name for mountain passes. Swift Eun, an affluent of the Eap- idan, has its source in this gap. The orders mentioned were the last received from General Joseph E. Johnston, from whom subsequent events separated me until the close of the war ; and occasion is thus furnished for the expression of opinion of his character and services. In the full vigor of mature manhood, erect, alert, quick, and decisive of speech, General Johnston was the beau ideal of a soldier. Without the least proneness to blandishments, he gained and held the affection and confidence of his men. Brave and impetuous in action, he had been often wounded, and no officer of the general staff of the old United States army had seen so much actual service with troops. During the Mexican war he was permitted to take command of a voltigeur regiment, and rendered brilliant service. In 1854 he resigned from the engineers to accept the lieutenant-colonelcy of a cav- alry regiment. When the civil war became certain, a Virginian THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN". 43 by birth, he left the position of Quartermaster-General of the United States, and offered his sword to the Confederacy. To the East, as his great namesake Albert Sidney to the "West, he was "the rose and fair expectancy " of onr cause; and his timely march from Patterson's front in the Yalley to assist Beauregard at Manassas confirmed public opinion of his capacity. Yet he cannot be said to have proved a fortunate commander. Leav- ing out of view Bentonville and the closing scenes in North Carolina, which were rather the spasmodic efforts of despair than regular military movements, General Johnston's " offen- sive " must be limited to Seven Pines or Fair Oaks. Here his plan was well considered and singularly favored of fortune. Some two corps of McClellan's army were posted on the south- west or Richmond side of the Chickahominy, and a sudden rise of that stream swept away bridges and overflowed the adjacent lowlands, cutting off these corps from their supports. They ought to have been crushed, but Johnston fell, severely wound- ed ; upon which confusion ensued, and no results of importance were attained. Official reports fail, most unwisely, to fix the responsibility of the failure, and I do not desire to add to the gossip prevailing then and since. Prom his own account of the war we can gather that John- ston regrets he did not fight on the Oostenaula, after Polk had joined him. It appears that in a council two of his three corps commanders, Polk, Hardee, and Hood, were opposed to fight- ing there ; but to call a council at all was a weakness not to be expected of a general of Johnston's ability and self-reliant nature. I have written of him as a master of logistics, and his skill in handling troops was great. As a retreat, the precision and coolness of his movements during the Georgia campaign would have enhanced the reputation of Moreau ; but it never seems to have occurred to him to assume the offensive during the many turning movements of his flanks, movements involving time and distance. Dispassionate reflection would have brought him to the conclusion that Lee was even more overweighted in Vir- ginia than he in Georgia ; that his Government had given him every available man, only leaving small garrisons at Wilming- 4£ DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. ton, Charleston, Savannah, and Mobile ; that Forrest's com- mand in Mississippi, operating on Sherman's communications, was virtually doing his work, while it was idle to expect assist- ance from the trans-Mississippi region. Certainly, no more egregious blunder was possible than that of relieving him from command in front of Atlanta. If he intended to fight there, he was entitled to execute his plan. Had he abandoned Atlanta without a struggle, his removal would have met the approval of the army and public, an approval which, under the circum- stances of its action, the Richmond Government failed to re- ceive. I am persuaded that General Johnston's mind was so jaun- diced by the unfortunate disagreement with President Davis, to which allusion has been made in an earlier part of these reminiscences, as to seriously cloud his judgment and impair his usefulness. He sincerely believed himself the Esau of the Government, grudgingly fed on bitter herbs, while a favored Jacob enjoyed the fiesh-pots. Having known him intimately for many years, having served under his command and studied his methods, I feel confident that his great abilities under hap- pier conditions would have distinctly modified, if not changed, the current of events. Destiny willed that Davis and John- ston should be brought into collision, and the breach, once made, was never repaired. Each misjudged the other to the end. Ewell's division reached the western base of Swift Run Gap on a lovely spring evening, April 30, 1862, and in crossing the Blue Ridge seemed to have left winter and its rigors be- hind. Jackson, whom we moved to join, had suddenly that morning marched toward McDowell, some eighty miles west, where, after uniting with a force under General Edward John- son, he defeated the Federal general Milroy. Some days later he as suddenly returned. Meanwhile we were ordered to re- main in camp on the Shenandoah near Conrad's store, at which place a bridge spanned the stream. The great Yalley of Yirginia was before us in all its beauty. Fields of wheat spread far and wide, interspersed with wood- lands, bright in their robes of tender green. Wherever appro- THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 45 priate sites existed, quaint old mills, with turning wheels, were busily grinding the previous year's harvest; and grove and eminence showed comfortable homesteads. The soft vernal influence shed a languid grace over the scene. The theatre of war in this region was from Staunton to the Potomac, one hundred and twenty miles, with an average width of some twenty-five miles ; and the Blue Ridge and Alleghanies bounded it east and west. Drained by the Shenandoah with its numer- ous affluents, the surface was nowhere flat, but a succession of graceful swells, occasionally rising into abrupt hills. Resting on limestone, the soil was productive, especially of wheat, and the underlying rock furnished abundant metal for the construc- tion of roads. Railway communication was limited to the Vir- ginia Central, which entered the Valley by a tunnel east of Staunton and passed westward through that town ; to the Manassas Gap, which traversed the Blue Ridge at the pass of that name and ended at Strasburg ; and to the "Winchester and Harper's Ferry, thirty miles long. The first extended to Rich- mond by Charlottesville and Gordonsville, crossing at the for- mer place the line from Washington and Alexandria to Lynch- burg; the second connected Strasburg and Front Royal, in the Valley, with the same line at Manassas Junction ; and the last united with the Baltimore and Ohio at Harper's Ferry. Frequent passes or gaps in the mountains, through which wagon roads had been constructed, afforded easy access from east and west ; and pikes were excellent, though unmetaled roads became heavy after rains. But the glory of the Valley is Massanutten. Rising ab- ruptly from the plain near Harrisonburg, twenty-five miles north of Staunton, this lovely mountain extends fifty miles, and as suddenly ends near Strasburg. Parallel with the Blue Ridge, and of equal height, its sharp peaks have a bolder and more picturesque aspect, while the abruptness of its slopes gives the appearance of greater altitude. Midway of Massanutten, a gap with good road affords communication between Newmar- ket and Luray. The eastern or Luray valley, much narrower than the one west of Massanutten, is drained by the east branch 4:8 DESTRUCTION AKD RECONSTRUCTION. of tlie Shenandoah, which is joined at Front Royal, near the northern end of the mountain, by its western affluent, whence the united waters flow north, at the base of the Blue Ridge, to meet the Potomac at Harper's Ferry. The inhabitants of this favored region were worthy of their inheritance. The north and south were peopled by scions of old colonial families, and the proud names of the " Old Domin- ion" abounded. In the central counties of Rockingham and Shenandoah were many descendants of German settlers. These were thrifty, substantial farmers, and, like their kinsmen of Pennsylvania, expressed their opulence in huge barns and fat cattle. The devotion of all to the Southern cause was won- derful. Jackson, a Yalley man by reason of his residence at Lexington, south of Staunton, was their hero and idol. The women sent husbands, sons, lovers, to battle as cheerfully as to marriage feasts. ~No oppression, no destitution could abate their zeal. Upon a march I was accosted by two elderly sisters, who told me they had secreted a large quantity of bacon in a well on their estate, hard by. Federals had been in possession of the country, and, fearing the indiscretion of their slaves, they had done the work at night with their own hands, and now desired to give the meat to their people. Wives and daughters of mill- ers, whose husbands and brothers were in arms, worked the mills night and day to furnish flour to their soldiers. To the last, women would go distances to carry the modicum of food between themselves and starvation to a suffering Confederate. Should the sons of Yirginia ever commit dishonorable acts, grim indeed will be their reception on the further shores of Styx. They can expect no recognition from the mothers who bore them. Ere the war closed, the Yalley was ravaged with a cruelty surpassing that inflicted on the Palatinate two hundred years ago. That foul deed smirched the fame of Louvois and Tu- renne, and public opinion, in what has been deemed a ruder age, forced an apology from the " Grand Monarque." Yet we have seen the official report of a Federal general wherein are recounted the many barns, mills, and other buildings destroyed, THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 47 concluding with the assertion that " a crow flying over the Val- ley must take rations with him." In the opinion of the admir- ers of the officer making this report, the achievement on which it is based ranks with Marengo. Moreover, this same officer, General Sheridan, many years after the close of the war, de- nounced several hundred thousands of his fellow citizens as " banditti," and solicited permission of his Government to deal with them as such. May we not well ask whether religion, education, science and art combined have lessened the brutality of man since the days of "Wallenstein and Tilly ? "While in camp near Conrad's store, the 7th Louisiana, Colo- nel Hays, a crack regiment, on picket down stream, had a spir- ited affair, in which the enemy was driven with the loss of a score of prisoners. Shortly after, for convenience of supplies, I was directed to cross the river and camp some miles to the southwest. The command was in superb condition, and a four- gun battery from Bedford county, Virginia, Captain Bowyer, had recently been added to it. The four regiments, 6th, 7th, 8th, and 9 th Louisiana, would average above eight hundred bayonets. Of Wheat's battalion of " Tigers " and the 7th I have written. The 6th, Colonel Seymour, recruited in ISTew Orleans, was composed of Irishmen, stout, hardy fellows, tur- bulent in camp and requiring a strong hand, but responding to kindness and justice, and ready to follow their officers to the death. The 9th, Colonel Stafford, was from North Louisiana. Planters or sons of planters, many of them men of fortune, soldiering was a hard task to which they only became recon- ciled by reflecting that it was " niddering " in gentlemen to assume voluntarily the discharge of duties and then shirk. The 8th, Colonel Kelly, was from the Attakapas — " Acadians," the race of which Longfellow sings in " Evangeline." A home- loving, simple people, few spoke English, fewer still had ever before moved ten miles from their natal cabanas ; and the war to them was " a liberal education," as was the society of the lady of quality to honest Dick Steele. They had all the light gay- ety of the Gaul, and, after the manner of their ancestors, were born cooks. A capital regimental band accompanied them, 48 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. and whenever weather and ground permitted, even after long marches, they would waltz and " polk " in couples with as much zest as if their arms encircled the supple waists of the Celes- tines and Melazies of their native Teche. The Yalley soldiers were largely of the Presbyterian faith, and of a solemn, pious demeanor, and looked askant at the caperings of my Creoles, holding them to be " devices and snares." The brigade adjutant, Captain (afterward Colonel) Eustace Surget, who remained with me until the war closed, was from Mississippi, where he had large estates. Without the slight- est military training, by study and zeal, he soon made himself an accomplished staff officer. Of singular coolness in battle, he never blundered, and, though much exposed, pulled through without a scratch. My aide, Lieutenant Hamilton, grandson of General Hamilton of South Carolina, was a cadet in his sec- ond year at "West Point when war was declared, upon which he returned to his State — a gay, cheery lad, with all the pluck of his race. At nightfall of the second day in this camp, an order came from General Jackson to join him at Newmarket, twenty odd miles north ; and it was stated that my division commander, Ewell, had been apprised of the order. Our position was near a pike leading south of west to Harrisonburg, whence, to gain Newmarket, the great Yalley pike ran due north. All roads near our camp had been examined and sketched, and among them was a road running northwest over the southern foot-hills of Massanutten, and joining the Yalley pike some distance to the north of Harrisonburg. It was called the Keazletown road, from a little German village on the flank of Massanutten ; and as it was the hypothenuse of the triangle, and reported good except at two points, I decided to take it. That night a pioneer party was sent forward to light fires and repair the road for artillery and trains. Early dawn saw us in motion, with lovely weather, a fairish road, and men in high health and spirits. Later in the day a mounted officer was dispatched to report our approach and select a camp, which proved to be beyond Jackson's forces, then lying in the fields on both sides of the THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 49 pike. Over three thousand strong, neat in fresh clothing of gray with white gaiters, bands playing at the head of their regi- ments, not a straggler, bnt every man in his place, stepping jaun- tily as on parade, though it had marched twenty miles and more, in open column with arms at " right shoulder shift," and rays of the declining sun flaming on polished bayonets, the brigade moved down the broad, smooth pike, and wheeled on to its camping ground. Jackson's men, by thousands, had gathered on either side of the road to see us pass. Indeed, it was a mar- tial sight, and no man with a spark of sacred fire in his heart but would have striven hard to prove worthy of such a com- mand. After attending to necessary camp details, I sought Jackson, whom I had never met. And here it may be remarked that he then by no means held the place in public estimation which he subsequently attained. His Manassas reputation was much im- paired by operations in the Yalley, to which he had been sent after that action. The winter march on Romney had resulted in little except to freeze and discontent his troops ; which discon- tent was shared and expressed by the authorities at Richmond) and Jackson resigned. The influence of Colonel Alek Boteler, seconded by that of the Governor of Virginia, induced him to withdraw the resignation. At Kernstown, three miles south of Winchester, he was roughly handled by the Federal General Shields, and only saved from serious disaster by the failure of that officer to push his advantage, though Shields was usually energetic. The mounted officer who had been sent on in advance point- ed out a figure perched on the topmost rail of a fence overlook- ing the road and field, and said it was Jackson. Approaching, I saluted and declared my name and rank, then waited for a response. Before this came I had time to see a pair of cavalry boots covering feet of gigantic size, a mangy cap with visor drawn low, a heavy, dark beard, and weary eyes — eyes I after- ward saw filled with intense but never brilliant light. A low, gentle voice inquired the road and distance marched that day. " Keazletown road, six and twenty miles." " You, seem to have. 4 50 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. no stragglers." " Never allow straggling." " You must teach my people ; they straggle badly." A bow in reply. Just then my Creoles started their band and a waltz. After a contempla- tive suck at a lemon, " Thoughtless fellows for serious work " came forth. I expressed a hope that the work would not be less well done because of the gayety. A return to the lemon gave me the opportunity to retire. Where Jackson got his lemons " no fellow could find out," but he was rarely without one. To have lived twelve miles from that fruit would have disturbed him as much as it did the witty Dean. Quite late that night General Jackson came to my camp fire, where he stayed some hours. He said we would move at dawn, asked a few questions about the marching of my men, which seemed to have impressed him, and then remained silent. If silence be golden, he was a " bonanza." He sucked lemons, ate hard-tack, and drank water, and praying and fighting appeared to be his idea of the " whole duty of man." In the gray of the morning, as I was forming my column on the pike, Jackson appeared and gave the route — north — which, from the situation of its camp, put my brigade in ad- vance of the army. After moving a short distance in this direction, the head of the column was turned to the east and took the road over Massanutten gap to Luray. Scarce a word was spoken on the march, as Jackson rode with me. From time to time a courier would gallop up, report, and return toward Luray. An ungraceful horseman, mounted on a sorry chestnut with a shambling gait, his huge feet with outturned toes thrust into his stirrups, and such parts of his countenance as the low visor of his shocking cap failed to conceal wearing a wooden look, our new commander was not prepossessing. That night we crossed the east branch of the Shenandoah by a bridge, and camped on the stream, near Luray. Here, after three long marches, we were but a short distance below Conrad's store, a point we had left several days before. I began to think that Jackson was an unconscious poet, and, as an ardent lover of na- ture, desired to give strangers an opportunity to admire the beauties of his Yalley. It seemed hard lines to be wandering THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 51 like sentimental travelers about the country, instead of gaining " kudos " on the Peninsula. Off the next morning, my command still in advance, and Jackson riding with me. The road led north between the east bank of the river and the western base of the Blue Ridge. Rain had fallen and softened it, so as to delay the wagon trains in rear. Past midday we reached a wood extending from the mountain to the river, when a mounted officer from the rear called Jackson's attention, who rode back with him. A moment later, there rushed out of the wood to meet us a young, rather well-looking woman, afterward widely known as Belle Boyd. Breathless with speed and agitation, some time elapsed before she found her voice. Then, with much volubility, she said we were near Front Royal, beyond the wood ; that the town was filled with Federals, whose camp was on the west side of the river, where they had guns in position to cover the wagon bridge, but none bearing on the railway bridge below the former ; that they believed Jackson to be west of Massanutten, near Harri- sonburg ; that General Banks, the Federal commander, was at Winchester, twenty miles northwest of Front Royal, where he was slowly concentrating his widely scattered forces to meet Jack- son's advance, which was expected some days later. All this she told with the precision of a staff officer making a report, and it was true to the letter. Jackson was possessed of these facts before he left Newmarket, and based his movements upon them ; but, as he never told anything, it was news to me, and gave me an idea of the strategic value of Massanutten — pointed out, indeed, by "Washington before the Revolution. There also dawned on me quite another view of our leader than the one from which I had been regarding him for two days past. Convinced of the correctness of the woman's statements, I hurried forward at " a double," hoping to surprise the enemy's idlers in the town, or swarm over the wagon bridge with them and secure it. Doubtless this was rash, but I felt immensely " cocky " about my brigade, and believed, that it would prove equal to any demand. Before we had cleared the wood Jackson came galloping from the rear, followed by a company of horse. 52 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. He ordered me to deploy my leading regiment as skirmishers on both sides of the road and continue the advance, then passed on. "We speedily came in sight of Front Royal, but the enemy had taken the alarm, and his men were scurrying over the bridge to their camp, where troops could be seen forming. The situa- tion of the village is surpassingly beautiful. It lies near the east bank of the Shenandoah, which just below unites all its waters, and looks directly on the northern peaks of Massanutten. The Blue Ridge, with Manassas Gap, through which passes the railway, overhangs it on the east ; distant Alleghany bounds the horizon to the west ; and down the Shenandoah, the eye ranges over a fertile, well-farmed country. Two bridges spanned the river — a wagon bridge above, a railway bridge some yards lower. A good pike led to "Winchester, twenty miles, and another fol- lowed the river north, whence many cross-roads united with the Valley pike near "Winchester. The river, swollen by rain, was deep and turbulent, with a strong current. The Federals were posted on the west bank, here somewhat higher than the oppo- site, and a short distance above the junction of waters, with bat- teries bearing more especially on the upper bridge. Under instructions, my brigade was drawn up in line, a little retired from the river, but overlooking it — the Federals and their guns in full view. So far, not a shot had been fired. I rode down to the river's brink to get a better look at the enemy through a field-glass, when my horse, heated by the march, stepped into the water to drink. Instantly a brisk fire was opened on me, bullets striking all around and raising a little shower-bath. Like many a foolish fellow, I found it easier to get into than out of a difficulty. I had not yet led my command into action, and, remembering that one must " strut " one's little part to the best advantage, sat my horse with all the com- posure I could muster. A provident camel, on the eve of a desert journey, would not have laid in a greater supply of water than did my thoughtless beast. At last he raised his head, looked placidly around, turned, and walked up the bank. This little incident was not without value, for my men wel- comed me with a cheer ; upon which, as if in response, the ene- THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 53 my's guns opened, and, having the range, inflicted some loss on my line. "We had no guns up to reply, and, in advance as has been mentioned, had outmarched the troops behind us. Motion- less as a statue, Jackson sat his horse some few yards away, and seemed lost in thought. Perhaps the circumstances mentioned some pages back had obscured his star ; but if so, a few short hours swept away the cloud, and it blazed, Sirius-like, over the land. I approached him with the suggestion that the rail- way bridge might be passed by stepping on the cross-ties, as the enemy's guns bore less directly on it than on the upper bridge. He nodded approval. The 8th regiment was on the right of my line, near at hand ; and dismounting, Colonel Kelly led it across under a sharp musketry fire. Several men fell to dis- appear in the dark water beneath ; but the movement continued with great rapidity, considering the difficulty of walking on ties, and Kelly with his leading files gained the opposite shore. Thereupon the enemy fired combustibles previously placed near the center of the wagon bridge. The loss of this structure would have seriously delayed us, as the railway bridge was not floored, and I looked at Jackson, who, near by, was watching Kelly's progress. Again he nodded, and my command rushed at the bridge. Concealed by the cloud of smoke, the sudden- ness of the movement saved us from much loss; but it was rather a near thing. My horse and clothing were scorched, and many men burned their hands severely while throwing brands into the river. We were soon over, and the enemy in full flight to Winchester, with loss of camp, guns, and prisoners. Just as I emerged from flames and smoke, Jackson was by my side. How he got there was a mystery, as the bridge was thronged with my men going at full speed ; but smoke and fire had de- cidedly freshened up his costume. In the angle formed by the two branches of the river was another camp held by a Federal regiment from Maryland. This was captured by a gallant little regiment of Marylanders, Col- onel Bradley Johnson, on our side. I had no connection with this spirited affair, saving that these Marylanders had acted with my command during the day, though not attached to it. 54 DESTRUCTION" AND RECONSTRUCTION". We followed the enemy on the "Winchester road, but to little purpose, as we had few horsemen over the river. Carried away by his ardor, my commissary, Major Davis, gathered a score of mounted orderlies and couriers, and pursued until a volley from the enemy's rear guard laid him low on the road, shot through the head. During my service west of the Mississippi River, I sent for the colonel of a mounted regiment from western Texas, a land of herdsmen, and asked him if he could furnish men to hunt and drive in cattle. " "Why ! bless you, sir, I have men who can find cattle where there aint any" was his reply. "Whatever were poor Davis's abilities as to non-existent supplies, he could find all the country afforded, and had a wonderful way of cajoling old. women out of potatoes, cabbages, onions, and other garden stuff, giving variety to camp rations, and of no small importance in preserving the health of troops. "We buried him in a field near the place of his fall. He was much beloved by the command, and many gathered quietly around the grave. As there was no chaplain at hand, I repeated such portions ot the service for the dead as a long neglect of pious things en- abled me to recall. Late in the night Jackson came out of the darkness and seated himself by my camp fire. He mentioned that I would move with him in the morning, then relapsed into silence. I fancied he looked at me kindly, and interpreted it into an ap- proval of the conduct of the brigade. The events of the day, anticipations of the morrow, the death of Davis, drove away sleep, and I watched Jackson. For hours he sat silent and mo- tionless, with eyes fixed on the fire. I took up the idea that he was inwardly praying, and he remained throughout the night. Off in the morning, Jackson leading the way, my brigade, a small body of horse, and a section of the Rockbridge (Virginia) artillery forming the column. Major "Wheat, with his battalion of " Tigers," was directed to keep close to the guns. Sturdy marchers, they trotted along with the horse and artillery at Jackson's heels, and after several hours were some distance in advance of the brigade, with which I remained. A volley in front, followed by wild cheers, stirred us up to THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 55 a " double," and we speedily came upon a moving spectacle. Jackson had struck the Yalley pike at Middletown, twelve miles south of Winchester, along which a large body of Federal horse, with many wagons, was hastening north. He had attacked at once with his handful of men, overwhelmed resistance, and cap- tured prisoners and wagons. The gentle Tigers were looting right merrily, diving in and out of wagons with the activity of rabbits in a warren ; but this occupation was abandoned on my approach, and in a moment they were in line, looking as solemn and virtuous as deacons at a funeral. Prisoners and spoil were promptly secured. The horse was from New England, a section in which horsemanship was an unknown art, and some of the riders were strapped to their steeds. Ordered to dismount, they explained their condition, and were given time to unbuckle. Many breastplates and other protective devices were seen here, and later at Winchester. We did not know whether the Fed- erals had organized cuirassiers, or were recurring to the customs of Gustavus Adolphus. I saw a poor fellow lying dead on the pike, pierced through breastplate and body by a rifle ball. Iron-clad men are of small account before modern weapons. A part of the Federal column had passed north before Jack- son reached the pike, and this, with his mounted men, he pur- sued. Something more than a mile to the south a road left the pike and led directly west, where the Federal General Fremont, of whom we shall hear more, commanded " the Mountain De- partment." Attacked in front, as described, a body of Federals, horse, artillery, and infantry, with some wagons, took this road, and, after moving a short distance, drew up on a crest, with un- limbered guns. Their number was unknown, and for a moment they looked threatening. The brigade was rapidly formed and marched straight upon them, when their guns opened. A shell knocked over several men of the 7th regiment, and a second, as I rode forward to an eminence to get a view, struck the ground under my horse and exploded. The saddle cloth on both sides was torn away, and I and Adjutant Surget, who was just behind me, were nearly smothered with earth ; but neither man nor horse received a scratch. The enemy soon limbered up and 56 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. fled west. By some well-directed shots, as they crossed a hill, our guns sent wagons flying in the air, with which " P. P. C. " we left them and marched north. At dusk we overtook Jackson, pushing the enemy with his little mounted force, himself in advance of all. I rode with him, and we kept on through the darkness. There was not re- sistance enough to deploy infantry. A flash, a report, and a whistling bullet from some covert met us, but there were few casualties. I quite remember thinking at the time that Jackson was invulnerable, and that persons near him shared that quality. An officer, riding hard, overtook us, who proved to be the chief quartermaster of the army. He reported the wagon trains far behind, impeded by a bad road in Luray Valley. " The ammu- nition wagons ? " sternly. " All right, sir. They were in ad- vance, and I doubled teams on them and brought them through." " Ah ! " in a tone of relief. To give countenance to this quartermaster, if such can be given of a dark night, I remarked jocosely : " Never mind the wagons. There are quantities of stores in "Winchester, and the , General has invited me to breakfast there to-morrow." Jackson, who had no more capacity for jests than a Scotch- man, took this seriously, and reached out to touch me on the arm. In fact, he was of Scotch-Irish descent, and his uncon- sciousness of jokes was de race. Without physical wants him- self, he forgot that others were differently constituted, and paid little heed to commissariat ; but woe to the man who failed to bring up ammunition ! In advance, his trains were left far be- hind. In retreat, he would fight for a wheelbarrow. Some time after midnight, by roads more direct from Front Uoyal, other troops came on the pike, and I halted my jaded people by the roadside, where they built fires and took a turn at their haversacks. Moving with the first light of morning, we came to Kerns- town, three miles from Winchester, and the place of Jackson's fight with Shields. Here heavy and sustained firing, artillery and small arms, was heard. A staff officer approached at full speed to summon me to Jackson's presence and move up my THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN". 57 command. A gallop of a mile or more brought me to him. Winchester was in sight, a mile to the north. To the east Ewell with a large part of the army was fighting briskly and driving the enemy on to the town. On the west a high ridge, overlooking the country to the south and southeast, was occupied by a heavy mass of Federals with guns in position. Jackson was on the pike, and near him were several regiments lying down for shelter, as the fire from the ridge was heavy and searching. A Virginian battery, Rockbridge artillery, was fighting at a great disadvantage, and already much cut up. Poetic authority asserts that " Old Yirginny never tires," and the conduct of this battery justified the assertion of the muses. With scarce a leg or wheel for man and horse, gun or caisson, to stand on, it continued to hammer away at the crushing fire above. Jackson, impassive as ever, pointed to the ridge and said, " You must carry it." I replied that my command would be up by the time I could inspect the ground, and rode to the left for that purpose. A small stream, Abraham's creek, flowed from the west through the little vale at the southern base of the ridge, the ascent of which was steep, though nowhere abrupt. At one point a broad, shallow, trough-like depression broke the surface, which was further interrupted by some low copse, out- cropping stone, and two fences. On the summit the Federal lines were posted behind a stone wall, along a road coming west from the pike. Worn somewhat into the soil, this road served as a countersink and strengthened the position. Further west, there was a break in the ridge, which was occupied by a body of horse, the extreme right of the enemy's line. There was scarce time to mark these features before the head of my column appeared, when it was filed to the left, close to the base of the ridge, for protection from the plunging fire. Meanwhile, the Rockbridge battery held on manfully and en- gaged the enemy's attention. Riding on the flank of my col- umn, between it and the hostile line, I saw Jackson beside me. This was not the place for the commander of the army, and I ventured to tell him so ; but he paid no attention to the remark. 58 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. We reached the shallow depression spoken of, where the enemy could depress his guns, and his fire became close and fatal. Many men fell, and the whistling of shot and shell occasioned much ducking of heads in the column. This annoyed me no little, as it was but child's play to the work immediately in hand. Always an admirer of delightful " Uncle Toby," I had contracted the most villainous habit of his beloved army in Flanders, and, forgetting Jackson's presence, ripped out, "What the h — are you dodging for ? If there is any more of it, you will be halted under this fire for an hour." The sharp tones of a familiar voice produced the desired effect, and the men looked as if they had swallowed ramrods ; but I shall never forget the reproachful surprise expressed in Jackson's face. He placed his hand on my shoulder, said in a gentle voice, " I am afraid you are a wicked fellow," turned, and rode back to the pike. The proper ground gained, the column faced to the front and began the ascent. At the moment the sun rose over the Blue Ridge, without cloud or mist to obscure his rays. It was a lovely Sabbath morning, the 25th of May, 1862. The clear, pure atmosphere brought the Blue Ridge and Alleghany and Massanutten almost overhead. Even the cloud of murderous smoke from the guns above made beautiful spirals in the air, and the broad fields of luxuriant wheat glistened with dew. It is remarkable how, in the midst of the most absorbing cares, one's attention may be fixed by some insignificant object, as mine was by the flight past the line of a bluebird, one of the brightest-plumaged of our feathered tribes, bearing a worm in his beak, breakfast for his callow brood. Birdie had been on the war path, and was carrying home spoil. As we mounted we came in full view of both armies, whose efforts in other quarters had been slackened to await the result of our movement. I felt an anxiety amounting to pain for the brigade to acquit itself handsomely ; and this feeling was shared by every man in it. About half way up, the enemy's horse from his right charged ; and to meet it, I directed Lieutenant- Colonel JSTicholls, whose regiment, the 8th, was on the left, to withhold slightly his two flank companies. By one volley, THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 59 which emptied some saddles, Meholls drove off the horse, but ■was soon after severely wounded. Progress was not stayed by this incident. Closing the many gaps made by the fierce fire, steadied the rather by it, and preserving an alignment that would have been creditable on parade, the brigade, with ca- denced step and eyes on the foe, swept grandly over copse and ledge and fence, to crown the heights from which the enemy had melted away. Loud cheers went up from our army, pro- longed to the east, where warm-hearted Ewell cheered himself hoarse, and led forward his men with renewed energy. In truth, it was a gallant feat of arms, worthy of the pen of him who immortalized the charge of the " Buffs " at Albuera. Breaking into column, we pursued closely. Jackson came up and grasped my hand, worth a thousand words from another, and we were soon in the streets of Winchester, a quaint old town of some five thousand inhabitants. There was a little fighting in the streets, but the people were all abroad — certainly all the women and babies. They were frantic with delight, only regretting that so many "Yankees" had escaped, and seriously impeded our movements. A buxom, comely dame of some five and thirty summers, with bright eyes and tight ankles, and conscious of these advantages, was especially demonstrative, exclaiming, " Oh ! you are too late — too late ! " Whereupon, a tall Creole from the Teche sprang from the ranks of the 8th regiment, just passing, clasped her in his arms, and imprinted a sounding kiss on her ripe lips, with " Madame ! je n'arrive jamais trop tard." A loud laugh followed, and the dame, with a rosy face but merry twinkle in her eye, escaped. Past the town, we could see the Federals flying north on the Harper's Ferry and Martinsburg roads. Cavalry, of which there was a considerable force with the army, might have reaped a rich harvest, but none came forward. Raised in the adjoin- ing region, our troopers were gossiping with their friends, or worse. Perhaps they thought that the war was over. Jackson joined me, and, in response to my question, "Where is the cavalry?" glowered and was silent. After .several miles, find- ing that we were doing no good — as indeed infantry, preserving 60 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. its organization, cannot hope to overtake a flying enemy — I turned into the fields and camped. Here I will " say my say " abont Confederate cavalry ; and though there were exceptions to the following remarks, they were too few to qualify their general correctness. The difficulty of converting raw men into soldiers is enhanced manifold when they are mounted. Both man and horse require training, and facilities for rambling, with temptation so to do, are increased. There was but little time, and it may be said less disposition, to establish camps of instruction. Living on horseback, fearless and dashing, the men of the South afforded the best possible material for cavalry. They had every quality but discipline, and resembled Prince Charming, whose manifold gifts, be- stowed by her sisters, were rendered useless by the malignant fairy. Scores of them wandered about the country like locusts, and were only less destructive to their own people than the enemy. The universal devotion of Southern women to their cause led them to give indiscriminately to all wearing the gray. Cavalry officers naturally desired to have as large commands as possible, and were too much indulged in this desire. Brigades and regiments were permitted to do work appropriate to squad- rons and companies, and the cattle were unnecessarily broken down. Assuredly, our cavalry rendered much excellent service, especially when dismounted and fighting as infantry. Such able officers as Stuart, Hampton, and the younger Lees in the east, Forrest, Green, and Wheeler in the west, developed much talent for war ; but their achievements, however distinguished, fell far below the standard that would have been reached had not the want of discipline impaired their efforts and those of their men. After the camp was established, I rode back to "Winchester to look after my wounded and see my sister, the same who had nursed me the previous autumn. By a second marriage she was Mrs. Dandridge, and resided in the town. Her husband, Mr. Dandridge, was on duty at Richmond. Depot of all Federal forces in the Yalley, Winchester was filled with stores. Prison- ers, guns, and wagons, in large numbers, had fallen into our hands. Of especial value were ordnance and medical stores. THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 61 The following day my command was moved ten miles north on the pike leading by Charlestown to Harper's Ferry, and after a day some miles east toward the Shenandoah. This was in consequence of the operations of the Federal General Shields, who, in command of a considerable force to the east of the Bine Ridge, passed Manassas Gap and drove from Front Royal a regiment of Georgians, left there by Jackson. Meanwhile, a part of the army was pushed forward to Martinsburg and be- yond, while another part threatened and shelled Harper's Ferry. Jackson himself was engaged in forwarding captured stores to Staunton. On Saturday, May 31, I received orders to move through Winchester, clear the town of stragglers, and continue to Stras- burg. Few or no stragglers were found in "Winchester, whence the sick and wounded, except extreme cases, had been taken. I stopped for a moment, at a house near the field of the 25th, to see Colonel Nicholls. He had suffered amputation of the arm that morning, and the surgeons forbade his removal ; so that, much to my regret and more to his own, he was left. We reached camp at Strasburg after dark, a march of thirty odd miles, weather very warm. Winder, with his brigade, came in later, after a longer march from the direction of Harper's Ferry. Jackson sat some time at my camp fire that night, and was more communicative than I remember him before or after. He said Fremont, with a large force, was three miles west of our present camp, and must be defeated in the morning. Shields was mov- ing up Luray Yalley, and might cross Massanutten to Newmar- ket, or continue south until he turned the mountain to fall on our trains near Harrisonburg. The importance of preserving the immense trains, filled with captured stores, was great, and would engage much of his personal attention ; while he relied on the army, under Ewell's direction, to deal promptly with Fremont. This he told in a low, gentle voice, and with many interruptions to afford time, as I thought and believe, for in- ward prayer. The men said that his anxiety about the wagons was because of the lemons among the stores. Dawn of the following day (Sunday) was ushered in by the 62 DESTRUCTION" AND RECONSTRUCTION. sound of Fremont's guns. Our lines had been early drawn out to meet him, and skirmishers pushed up to the front to attack. Much cannonading, with some rattle of small arms, ensued. The country was densely wooded, and little save the smoke from the enemy's guns could be seen. My brigade was in reserve a short distance to the rear and out of the line of fire ; and here a ludi- crous incident occurred. Many slaves from Louisiana had ac- companied their masters to the war, and were a great nuisance on a march, foraging far and wide for " prog " for their owners' messes. To abate this, they had been put under discipline and made to march in rear of the regiments to which they pertained. They were now, some scores, assembled under a large tree, laughing, chattering, and cooking breakfast. On a sudden, a shell burst in the tree-top, rattling down leaves and branches in fine style, and the rapid decampment of the servitors was most amusing. But I must pause to give an account of my own servant, Tom Strother, who deserves honorable and affectionate mention at my hands, and serves to illustrate a phase of South- ern life now passed away. As under feudal institutions the arms of heiresses were quar- tered with those of the families into which they married, in the South their slaves adopted the surname of the mistress ; and one curious in genealogy could trace the descent and alliances of an old family by finding out the names used by different slaves on the estate. Those of the same name were a little clannish, pre- serving traditions of the family from which their fathers had come, and magnifying its importance. In childhood I often listened with credulous ears to wondrous tales of the magnifi- cence of my forefathers in Yirginia and Maryland, who, these imaginative Africans insisted, dwelt in palaces, surrounded by brave, handsome sons, lovely, virtuous daughters, and countless devoted servants. The characters of many Southern children were doubtless influenced by such tales, impressive from the good faith of the narrators. My paternal grandmother was Miss Sarah Strother of Yirginia, and from her estate came these Strother negroes. Tom, three years my senior, was my foster brother and early playmate. His uncle, Charles Porter Strother THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 63 (to give him his full name), had been body servant to my grand- father, Colonel Richard Taylor, whom he attended in his last illness. He then filled the same office to my father, following him through his Indian and Mexican campaigns, and dying at "Washington a year before his master. Tom served in Florida and Mexico as " aide-de-camp " to his uncle, after which he mar- ried and became father of a large family. On this account I hesitated to bring him to Yirginia, but he would come, and was a model servant. Tall, powerful, black as ebony, he was a mir- ror of truth and honesty. Always cheerful, I never heard him laugh or knew of his speaking unless spoken to. He could light a fire in a minute under the most unfavorable conditions and with the most unpromising material, made the best coffee to be tasted outside of a Creole kitchen, was a " dab " at camp stews and roasts, groomed my horses (one of which he rode near me), washed my linen, and was never behind time. Occasion- ally, when camped near a house, he would obtain starch and flat- irons, and get up my extra shirt in a way to excite the envy of a professional clear-starcher ; but such red-letter days were few. I used to fancy that there was a mute sympathy between General Jackson and Tom, as they sat silent by a camp fire, the latter respectfully withdrawn ; and an incident here at Strasburg cemented this friendship. "When my command was called into action, I left Tom on a hill where all was quiet. Thereafter, from a change in the enemy's dispositions, the place became rather hot, and Jackson, passing by, advised Tom to move ; but he replied, if the General pleased, his master told him to stay there and would know where to find him, and he did not believe shells would trouble him. Two or three nights later, Jackson was at my fire when Tom came to give me some coffee ; where- upon Jackson rose and gravely shook him by the hand, and then told me the above. After the war was closed, Tom returned with me to New Orleans, found his wife and children all right, and is now pros- perous. My readers have had so much fighting lately, and are about to have so much more, as to render unnecessary an apol- ogy for introducing Tom's history. 64 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. To return. Cannonading continued without much effect, and Ewell summoned me to his presence, directing the brigade to remain in position till further orders. Jackson, busy with his trains, was not at the moment on the field, which he visited several times during the day, though I did not happen to see him. To reach Ewell, it was necessary to pass under some heavy shelling, and I found myself open to the reproach visited previously on my men. "Whether from fatigue, loss of sleep, or what, there I was, nervous as a lady, ducking like a manda- rin. It was disgusting, and, hoping that no one saw me, I re- solved to take it out of myself the first opportunity. There is a story of Turenne, the greatest soldier of the Bourbons, which, if not true, is be?i trovato. Of a nervous temperament, his legs on the eve of an action trembled to such an extent as to make it difficult to mount his horse. Looking at them contemptuous- ly, he said : " If you could foresee the danger into which I am going to take you, you would tremble more." It was with a similar feeling, not only for my legs, but for my entire carcass, that I reached Ewell, and told him I was no more good than a frightened deer. He laughed, and replied : " Nonsense ! 'tis Tom's strong coffee. Better give it up. Remain here in charge while I go out to the skirmishers. I can't make out what these people are about, for my skirmish line has stopped them. They won't advance, but stay out there in the wood, making a great fuss with their guns ; and I do not wish to commit myself to much advance while Jackson is absent." With this, he put spurs to his horse and was off, and soon a brisk fusillade was heard, which seemed gradually to recede. During Ewell's ab- sence, surrounded by his staff, I contrived to sit my horse qui- etly. Returning, he said : " I am completely puzzled. I have just driven everything back to the main body, which is large. Dense wood everywhere. Jackson told me not to commit myself too far. At this rate my attentions are not likely to become serious enough to commit any one. I wish Jackson was here himself." I suggested that my brigade might be moved to the extreme right, near the Capon road, by which Fremont had marched, and attempt to strike that road, as this would ena- THE YALLEY CAMPAIGN. 65 ble us to find out something. He replied : " Do so ; that may- stir them up, and I am sick of this fiddling about." Had Ewell been in command, he would have " pitched in " long be- fore ; but he was controlled by instructions not to be drawn too far from the pike. "We found the right of our line held by a Mississippi regi- ment, the colonel of which told me that he had advanced just before and driven the enemy. Several of his men were wounded, and he was bleeding profusely from a hit in his leg, which he was engaged in binding with a handkerchief, remarking that " it did not pester him much." Learning our purpose, he was eager to go in with us, and was not at all pleased to hear that I de- clined to change General E well's dispositions. A plucky fellow, this colonel, whose name, if ever known, I cannot recall. The brigade moved forward until the enemy was reached, when, wheeling to the left, it walked down his line. The expression is used advisedly, for it was nothing but a "walk-over." Sheep would have made as much resistance as we met. Men decamped without firing, or threw down their arms and surrendered, and it was so easy that I began to think of traps. At length we got under fire from our own skirmishers, and suffered some casual- ties, the only ones received in the movement. Our whole skirmish line was advancing briskly as the Fed- erals retired. I sought Ewell, and reported. "We had a fine game before us, and the temptation to play it was great ; but Jackson's orders were imperative and wise. He had his- stores to save, Shields to guard against, Lee's grand strategy to pro- mote ; and all this he accomplished, alarming "Washington, fast- ening McDowell's strong corps at Fredericksburg and prevent- ing its junction with McClellan, on whose right flank he sub- sequently threw himself at Cold Harbor. He could not waste time chasing Fremont, but we, who looked from a lower stand- point, grumbled and shared the men's opinion about the lemon wagons. The prisoners taken in our promenade were Germans, speak- ing no English ; and we had a similar experience a few days later. In the Federal Army was a German corps, the 11th,. 5 6Q DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". commanded by General O. O. Howard, and called by both sides " the Flying Dutchmen." Since the time of Arminins the Ger- mans have been a brave people ; to-day, in military renown, they lead the van of the nations ; but they require a cause and leaders. In our Revolutionary struggle the Hessians were un- fortunate at Bennington, Saratoga, and Trenton. We have mil- lions of German citizens, and excellent citizens they are. Let us hope that the foregoing facts may be commended to them, so their ways may be ways of peace in their adopted land. Although the movement along the enemy's line was success- ful, as described, it was rash and foolish. Fremont had troops which, had they been in the place of these Germans, would have made us pass one of Rabelais's unpleasant quarters of an hour. Alarm and disgust at my own nervousness occasioned it, proving weak nerves to be the source of rash acts. Fremont made no further sign, and as the day declined the army was recalled to the pike and marched south. Jackson, in person, gave me instructions to draw up my brigade facing west, on some hills above the pike, and distant from it several hundred yards, where I was to remain. He said that the road was crowded, and he wanted time to clear it, that Fremont was safe for the night, and our cavalry toward Winchester reported Banks returned to that place from the Potomac, but not likely to move south before the following day ; then rode off, and so rapidly as to give me no time to inquire how long I was to remain, or if the cavalry would advise me in the event that Banks changed his purpose. This was near sunset, and by the time the com- mand was in position darkness fell upon us. No fires were al- lowed, and, stacking arms, the men rested, munching cold rations from their haversacks. It was their first opportunity for a bite since early morning. I threw myself on the ground, and tried in vain to sleep. USTo sound could be heard save the clattering of hoofs on the pike, which as the night wore on became constant. Hour after hour passed, when, thinking I heard firing to the north, I mounted and looked for the pike. The darkness was so intense that it could not have been found but for the white limestone. THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 67 Some mounted men were passing, whom I halted to question. They said their command had gone on to rejoin the army, and, they supposed, had missed me in the dark; but there was a squadron behind, near the enemy's advance, which, a large cav- alry force, had moved from Winchester at an early period of the day and driven our people south. This was pleasant ; for Winder's brigade had marched several hours since, and a wide interval existed between us. More firing, near and distinct, was heard, and the command was ordered down to the pike, which it reached after much stumbling and swearing, and some confusion. Fortunately, the battery, Captain Bowyer, had been sent forward at dusk to get forage, and an orderly was dispatched to put it on the march. The 6th (Irish) regiment was in rear, and I took two companies for a rear guard. The column had scarce got into motion before a party of horse rushed through the guard, knocking down sev- eral men, one of whom was severely bruised. There was a little pistol-shooting and sabre-hacking, and for some minutes things were rather mixed. The enemy's cavalry had charged ours, and driven it on the infantry. One Federal was captured and his horse given to the bruised man, who congratulated the rider on his promotion to a respectable service. I dismounted, gave my horse to Tom to lead, and marched with the guard. From time to time the enemy would charge, but we could hear him coming and be ready. The guard would halt, about face, front rank with fixed bayonets kneel, rear rank fire, when, by the light of the flash, we could see emptied saddles. Our pursuers' fire was wild, passing over head ; so we had few casualties, and these slight ; but they were bold and enterprising, and well led, often charging close up to the bayonets. I remarked this, whereupon the Irishmen answered, " Devil thank 'em for that same." There was no danger on the flanks. The white of the pike alone guided us. Owls could not have found their way across the fields. The face of the country has been described as a succession of rolling swells, and later the enemy got up guns, but always fired from the summits, so that his shells passed far above us, exploding in the fields. Had the guns been trained low, with canister, it 68 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. might have proved uncomfortable, for the pike ran straight to the south. " It was a fine night intirely for divarsion," said the Irishmen, with which sentiment I did not agree ; but they were as steady as clocks and chirpy as crickets, indulging in many a jest whenever the attentions of our friends in the rear were slackened. They had heard of Shields's proximity, and knew him to be an Irishman by birth, and that he had Irish regiments with him. During an interlude I was asked if it was not prob- able that we would encounter Shields, and answering affirma- tively, heard : " Them Germans is poor creatures, but Shields's boys will be after fighting." Expressing a belief that my " boys " could match Shields's any day, I received loud assurance from half a hundred Tipperary throats : " You may bet your life on that, sor." Thus we beguiled the weary hours. During the night I desired to relieve the guard, but was diverted from my purpose by scornful howls of "We are the boys to see it out." As Argyle's to the tartan, my heart has warmed to an Irishman since that night. Daylight came, and I tried to brace myself for hotter work, when a body of troops was reported in position to the south of my column. This proved to be Charles Winder with his (for- merly Jackson's own) brigade. An accomplished soldier and true brother-in-arms, he had heard the enemy's guns during the night, and, knowing me to be in rear, halted and formed line to await me. His men were fed and rested, and he insisted on taking my place in the rear. Passing through Winder's line, we moved slowly, with frequent halts, so as to remain near, the enemy pressing hard during the morning. The day was un- commonly hot, the sun like fire, and water scarce along the road ; and our men suffered greatly. Just after midday my brisk young aide, Hamilton, whom I had left with Winder to bring early intelligence, came to report that officer in trouble and want of assistance. My men were so jaded as to make me unwilling to retrace ground if it could be avoided ; so they were ordered to form line on the crest of the slope at hand, and I went to Winder, a mile to the rear. His brigade, renowned as the " Stonewall," was deployed on both THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 69 sides of the pike, on which he had four guns. Large masses of cavalry, with guns and some sharp-shooters, were pressing him closely, while far to the north clouds of dust marked the ap- proach of troops. His line was on one of the many swells cross- ing the pike at right angles, and a gentle slope led to the next crest south, beyond which my brigade was forming. The prob- lem was to retire without giving the enemy, eager and persis- tent, an opportunity to charge. The situation looked so blue that I offered to move back my command ; but Winder thought he could pull through, and splendidly did he accomplish it. Regiment by regiment, gun by gun, the brigade was withdrawn, always checking the enemy, though boldly led. Winder, cool as a professor playing the new German game, directed every movement in person, and the men were worthy of him and of their first commander, Jackson. It was very close work in the vale before he reached the next crest, and heavy volleys were necessary to stay our plucky foes ; but, once there, my command showed so strong as to impress the enemy, who halted to re- connoiter, and the two brigades were united without further trouble. The position was good, my battery was at hand, and our men were so fatigued that we debated whether it was not more comfortable to fight than retreat. We could hold the ground for hours against cavalry, and night would probably come be- fore infantry got up, while retreat was certain to bring the cavalry on us. At this juncture up came General Turner Ash- by, followed by a considerable force of horse, with guns. This officer had been engaged in destroying bridges in Luray Valley, to prevent Shields from crossing that branch of the Shenandoah, and now came, much to our satisfaction, to take charge of the rear. He proceeded to pay his respects to our friends, and soon took them off our hands. We remained an hour to rest the men and give Ashby time to make his dispositions, then moved on. Before sunset heavy clouds gathered, and the intense heat was broken by a regular downpour, in the midst of which we crossed the bridge over the west branch of the Shenandoah — a 70 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. large stream — at Mount Jackson, and camped. There was not a dry thread abont my person, and my boots would have fur- nished a respectable bath. Notwithstanding the flood, Tom soon had a fire, and was off to hunt forage for man and beast. Here we were less than ten miles from Newmarket, between which and this point the army was camped. Jackson was easy about Massanutten Gap. Shields must march south of the mountain to reach him, while the river, just crossed, was now impassable except by bridge. "We remained thirty-six hours in this camp, from the evening of the 2d until the morning of the 4th of June — a welcome rest to all. Two days of light marching carried us thence to Harri- sonburg, thirty miles. Here Jackson quitted the pike leading to Staunton, and took the road to Port Republic. This village, twelve miles southeast of Harrisonburg, lies at the base of the Blue Ridge, on the east bank of the Shenandoah. Several streams unite here to form the east (locally called south) branch of that river ; and here too was the only bridge from Front Royal south, all others having been destroyed by Ashby to pre- vent Shields from crossing. This commander was pushing a part of his force south, from Front Royal and Luray, on the east bank. The army passed the night of June 5 in camp three miles from Harrisonburg toward Port Republic. Ewell's division, which I had rejoined for the first time since we met Jackson, was in rear ; and the rear brigade was General George Stew- art's, composed of one Maryland and two Virginia regi- ments. My command was immediately in advance of Stewart's. Ashby had burnt the bridge at Mount Jackson to delay Fremont, and was camped with his horse in advance of Harrisonburg. The road to Port Republic was heavy from recent rains, causing much delay to trains, so that we did not move on the morning of the 6th. Early in the day Fremont, reenforced from Banks, got up ; and his cavalry, vigorously led, pushed Ashby through Harrisonburg, where a sharp action occurred, resulting in the capture of many Federals — among others, Colonel Percy "Wynd- ham, commanding brigade, whose meeting with Major "Wheat THE YALLEY CAMPAIGN. 71 h«s been described. Later, while Ewell was conversing with. me, a message from Ashby took him to the rear. Federal cav- alry, supported by infantry, was advancing on Ashby. Stew- art's brigade was lying in a wood, under cover of which Ewell placed it in position. A severe straggle ensued; the enemy was driven, and many prisoners were taken. I had ridden back with Ewell, and so witnessed the affair, uncommonly spirited, and creditable to both sides. Colonel Kane of Philadelphia was among the prisoners and painfully wounded. Having known his father, Judge Kane, as well as his brother, the Arctic ex- plorer, I solicited and obtained from Jackson his parole. Colonel HichoUs, left wounded near "Winchester, had mar- ried a short time previous to the war, and his young wife now appeared, seeking to join her husband. Jackson referred her request to Ewell, who passed it to me. Of this I was informed by Captain Nickolls, 8th regiment, brother to the colonel, killed a few days after at Cold Harbor. Much cavalry skirmishing was still going on around Harrisonburg, dangerous for a lady to pass through ; and besides, she had come from Port Republic, seen our situation, and might be indiscreet. These considera- tions were stated to Captain Nicholls, but his sister-in-law in- sisted on seeing me. A small, fairy-like creature, plucky as a " Dandie Dinmont " terrier, and with a heart as big as Massa- nutten, she was seated in a nondescript trap, drawn by two mules, driven by a negro. One look from the great, tearful eyes made of me an abject coward, and I basely shuffled the refusal to let her pass on to Jackson. The Parthian glance of contempt that reached me through her tears showed that the lady understood and despised my paltering. Nicholls was speedily exchanged, became a general officer, lost a foot at Chancellorsville, and, after leading his people up out of captiv- ity, is now the conservative Governor of Louisiana. The skirmishing spoken of in the above connection devel- oped into severe work, in which General Ashby was killed. Alluding to his death in an official report, Jackson says, " As a partisan officer I never knew his superior." Like Claverhouse, " with a face that painters loved to limn and ladies look upon," 72 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. lie was the most daring and accomplished rider in a region of horsemen. His courage was so brilliant as to elicit applause from friend and foe, bnt he was without capacity or disposition to enforce discipline on his men. I witnessed his deep chagrin at the conduct of our troopers after the enemy had been driven from "Winchester in May. With proper organization and disci- pline, his bold riders under his lead might have accomplished all that the lamented Nolan claimed as possible for light cavalry. Popular imagination, especially the female, is much in error as to these matters. Graceful young cavaliers, with flowing locks, leaping cannon to saber countless foes, make a captivating picture. In the language of Bosquet, "'Tis beautiful, but 'tis not war"; and grave mishaps have been occasioned by this misconception. Valor is as necessary now as ever in war, but disciplined, subor- dinated valor, admitting the courage and energies of all to be welded and directed to a common end. It is much to be de- sired that the ladies would consent to correct their opinions ; for, after all, their approval stimulates our best fighting. On the 7th of June we marched to a place within four miles of Port Kepublic, called Cross Keys, where several roads met. Near at hand was the meeting-house of a sect of German Quakers, Tunkers or Dunkards, as they are indifferently named. Here Jackson determined to await and fight Fremont, who fol- lowed him hard ; but as a part of Shields's force was now un- pleasantly near, he pushed on to Port Kepublic with Winder's and other infantry, and a battery, which camped on the hither bank of the river. Jackson himself, with his staff and a mounted escort, crossed the bridge and passed the night in the village. Ewell, in immediate charge at Cross Keys, was ready early in the morning of the 8th, when Fremont attacked. The ground was undulating, with much wood, and no extended view could be had. In my front the attack, if such it could be called, was feeble in the extreme — an affair of skirmishers, in which the enemy yielded to the slightest pressure. A staff officer of Jackson's, in hot haste, came with orders from his chief to march my brigade double-quick to Port Kepublic. Elzey's bri- THE YALLEY CAMPAIGN. 73 gade, in second line to the rear, was asked to take my place and relieve my skirmishers ; then, advising the staff officer to notify Ewell, whom he had not seen, we started on the run, for such a message from Jackson meant business. Two of the inter- vening miles were quickly passed, when another officer appeared with orders to halt. In half an hour, during which the sound of battle at Cross Keys thickened, Jackson came. As before stated, he had passed the night in the village, with his staff and escort. Up as usual at dawn, he started alone to recross the bridge, leaving his people to follow. The bridge was a few yards below the last house in the village, and some mist over- hung the river. Under cover of this a small body of horse, with one gun, from Bhields's forces, had reached the east end of the bridge and trained the gun on it. Jackson was within an ace of capture. As he spurred across, the gun was fired on him, but without effect, and the sound brought up staff and escort, when Vhe horse retired north. This incident occasioned the order to me. After relating it (all save his own danger), Jackson passed on to Ewell. Thither I followed, to remain in reserve until the general forward movement in the afternoon, by which Fremont was driven back with loss of prisoners. We did not persist far, as Shields's force was near upon us. From Ewell I learned that there had been some pretty fighting in the morning, though less than might have been expected from Fremont's numbers. I know not if the presence of this com- mander had a benumbing influence on his troops, but certainly his advanced cavalry and infantry had proved bold and enter- prising. In the evening we moved to the river and camped. Win- der's and other brigades crossed the bridge, and during the night Ewell, with most of the army, drew near, leaving Trim- ble's brigade and the horse at Cross Keys. No one apprehended another advance by Fremont. The following morning, Sun- day, June 9, my command passed the bridge, moved several hundred yards down the road, and halted. Our trains had gone east over the Blue Ridge. The sun appeared above the moun- tain while the men were quietly breakfasting. Suddenly, from 74 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. below, was heard the din of battle, loud and sustained, artillery and small arms. The men sprang into ranks, formed column, and marched, and I galloped forward a short mile to see the following scene : From the mountain, clothed to its base with undergrowth and timber, a level — clear, open, and smooth — extended to the river. This plain was some thousand yards in width. Half a mile north, a gorge, through which flowed a small stream, cut the mountain at a right angle. The northern shoulder of this gorge projected farther into the plain than the southern, and on an elevated plateau of the shoulder were placed six guns, sweeping every inch of the plain to the south. Federal lines, their right touching the river, were advancing steadily, with banners flying and arms gleaming in the sun. A gallant show, they came on. "Winder's and another brigade, with a battery, opposed them. This small force was suffering cruelly, and its skirmishers were driven in on their thin supporting line. As my Irishmen pre- dicted, "Shields's boys were after fighting." Below, Ewell was hurrying his men over the bridge, but it looked as if we should be doubled up on him ere he could cross and develop much strength. Jackson was on the road, a little in advance of his line, where the fire was hottest, with reins on his horse's neck, seemingly in prayer. Attracted by my approach, he said, in his usual voice, " Delightful excitement." I replied that it was pleasant to learn he was enjoying himself, but thought he might have an indigestion of such fun if the six-gun battery was not silenced. He summoned a young officer from his staff, and pointed up the mountain. The head of my approaching column was turned short up the slope, and speedily came to a path running parallel with the river. "We took this path, the guide leading the way. From him I learned that the plateau occupied by the battery had been used for a charcoal kiln, and the path we were following, made by the burners in hauling wood, came upon the gorge opposite the battery. Moving briskly, we reached the hither side a few yards from the guns. Infantry was posted near, and riflemen were in the undergrowth on the slope above. Our approach, masked by timber, was un- . THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN". 75 expected. The battery was firing rapidly, enabled from eleva- tion to fire over the advancing lines. The head of my colnmn began to deploy under cover for attack, when the sonnds of bat- tle to our rear appeared to recede, and a loud Federal cheer was heard, proving Jackson to be hard pressed. It was rather an anxious moment, demanding instant action. Leaving a staff officer to direct my rear regiment — the 7th, Colonel Hays — to form in the wood as a reserve, I ordered the attack, though the deployment was not completed, and our rapid march by a nar- row path had occasioned some disorder. With a rush and shout the gorge was passed and we were in the battery. Surprise had aided us, but the enemy's infantry rallied in a moment and drove us out. "We returned, to be driven a second time. The riflemen on the slope worried us no little, and two companies of the 9th regiment were sent up the gorge to gain ground above and dislodge them, which was accomplished. The fight- ing in and around the battery was hand to hand, and many fell from bayonet wounds. Even the artillerymen used their ram- mers in a way not laid down in the Manual, and died at their guns. As Conan said to the devil, " 'Twas claw for claw." I called for Hays, but he, the promptest of men, and his splendid regiment, could not be found. Something unexpected had oc- curred, but there was no time for speculation. With a des- perate rally, in which I believe the drummer-boys shared, we carried the Battery for the third time, and held it. Infantry and riflemen had been driven off, and we began to feel a little comfortable, when the enemy, arrested in his advance by our attack, appeared. He had countermarched, and, with left near the river, came into full view of our situation. Wheeling to the right, with colors advanced, like a solid wall he marched straight upon us. There seemed nothing left but to set our backs to the mountain and die hard. At the instant, crashing through the underwood, came Ewell, outriding staff and escort. He produced the effect of a reenforcement, and was welcomed with cheers. The line before us halted and threw forward skir- mishers. A moment later, a shell came shrieking along it, loud Confederate cheers reached our delighted ears, and Jackson, 76 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. freed from his toils, rushed up like a whirlwind, the enemy in rapid retreat. We turned the captured guns on them as thej passed, Ewell serving as a gunner. Though rapid, the retreat never became a rout. Fortune had refused her smiles, but Shields's brave " boys " preserved their organization and were formidable to the last ; and had Shields himself, with his whole command, been on the field, we should have had tough work indeed. Jackson came up, with intense light in his eyes, grasped my hand, and said the brigade should have the captured battery. I thought the men would go mad with cheering, especially the Irishmen. A huge fellow, with one eye closed and half his whiskers burned by powder, was riding cock-horse on a gun, and, catching my attention, yelled out, " We told you to bet on your boys." Their success against brother Patlanders seemed doubly welcome. Strange people, these Irish ! Fighting every one's battles, and cheerfully taking the hot end of the poker, they are only found wanting when engaged in what they believe to be their national cause. Excepting the defense of Limerick under brilliant Sarsfield, I recall no domestic struggle in which they have shown their worth. While Jackson pursued the enemy without much effect, as his cavalry, left in front of Fremont, could not get over till late, we attended to the wounded and performed the last offices to the dead, our own and the Federal. I have never seen so many dead and wounded in the same limited space. A large farm- house on the plain, opposite the mouth of the gorge, was con- verted into a hospital. Ere long my lost 7th regiment, sadly cut up, rejoined. This regiment was in rear of the column when we left Jackson to gain the path in the woods, and before it filed out of the road his thin line was so pressed that Jackson ordered Hays to stop the enemy's rush. This was done, for the 7th would have stopped a herd of elephants, but at a fearful cost. Colonel Hays was severely wounded, among many others, , and the number of killed was large. Upon my promotion to Major-General, Hays succeeded to the command of the brigade, served through the war, returned to the practice of the law, and THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 77 died in New Orleans. He was brother to Colonel Jack Hays, formerly of Texas, now of California, and shared much of the fighting ability of that renowned partisan. The young officer who guided us through the wood deserves mention, as he was one of the first to reach the battery, where he was killed. Lieutenant English, near Harper's Ferry, Vir- ginia, proved to be his name and place of birth. Many hours passed in discharge of sad duties to the wounded and dead, during which Fremont appeared on the opposite bank of the river and opened his guns ; but, observing doubtless our occupation, he ceased his fire, and after a short time withdrew. It may be added here that Jackson had caused such alarm at "Washington as to start Milroy, Banks, Fremont, and Shields toward that capital, and the great valley was cleared of the enemy. We passed the night high up the mountain, where we moved to reach our supply wagons. A cold rain was falling, and be- fore we found them every one was tired and famished. I rather took it out of the train-master for pushing so far up, although I had lunched comfortably from the haversack of a dead Federal. It is not pleasant to think of now, but war is a little hardening. On the 12th of June the army moved down to the river, above Port Eepublic, where the valley was wide, with many trees, and no enemy to worry or make us afraid. Here closed Jackson's wonderful Yalley campaign of 1862.* The Louisiana brigade marched from its camp near Conrad's * A part of the foregoing text was published in the number of the "North American Review" for March, 1878, under the title of " Stonewall Jackson and the Valley Campaign." In a kind and friendly letter, dated New York, March 21, General Shields corrects some misapprehensions into which I had fallen, more especially concerning his personal connection with the events described. I had been unable to procure a copy of General Shields's report, which, he informs me in the same letter, was sup- pressed by Secretary Stanton. 78 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. store, to join Jackson at Newmarket, on the 21st of May. In twenty days it marched over two hundred miles, f ought in five actions, of which three were severe, and several skirmishes, and, though it had suffered heavy loss in officers and men, was yet strong, hard as nails, and full of confidence. I have felt it a duty to set forth the achievements of the brigade, than which no man ever led braver into action, in their proper light, be- cause such reputation as I gained in this campaign is to be ascribed to its excellence. For the first time since several weeks, friend Ewell and I had a chance to renew our talks ; but events soon parted us again. Subsequently he was wounded in the knee at the second battle of Manassas, and suffered amputation of the leg in con- sequence. His absence of mind nearly proved fatal. Forget- ting his condition, he suddenly started to walk, came down on the stump, imperfectly healed, and produced violent hsemor- rhage. About the close of the war he married Mrs. Brown, a widow, and daughter of Judge Campbell, a distinguished citizen of Ten- nessee, who had represented the United States at the court of St. Petersburg, where this lady was born. She was a kins- woman of Ewell, and said to have been his early love. He brought her to New Orleans in 1866, where I hastened to see him. He took me by the hand and presented me to " my wife, Mrs. Brown." How well I remember our chat ! How he talked of his plans and hopes and happiness, and of his great lot of books, which he was afraid he would never be able to read through. The while " my wife, Mrs. Brown," sat by, handsome as a picture, smiling on her General, as well she might, so noble a gentleman. A few short years, and both he and his wife passed away within an hour of each other ; but his last years were made happy by her companionship, and comfortable by the wealth she had brought him. Dear Dick Ewell ! Virginia never bred a truer gentleman, a braver soldier, nor an odder, more lovable fellow. On the second day in this camp General Winder came to me and said that he had asked leave to go to Richmond, been re- THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 79 fused, and resigned. He commanded Jackson's old brigade, and was aggrieved by some unjust interference. Holding "Win* der in high esteem, I hoped to save him to the army, and went to Jackson, to whose magnanimity I appealed, and to arouse this dwelt on the rich harvest of glory he had reaped in his brilliant campaign. Observing him closely, I caught a glimpse of the man's inner nature. It was but a glimpse. The curtain closed, and he was absorbed in prayer. Yet in that moment I saw an ambition boundless as Cromwell's, and as merciless. This latter quality was exhibited in his treatment of General Richard G-arnett, cousin to Robert Garnett, before mentioned, and his codisciple at West Point. I have never met officer or soldier, present at Kernstown, who failed to condemn the harsh treatment of Garnett after that action. Richard Garnett was subsequently restored to command at my instance near Jackson, and fell on the field of Gettysburg. ]STo reply was made to my effort for Winder, and I rose to take my leave, when Jackson said he would ride with me. We passed silently along the way to my camp, where he left me. That night a few lines came from Winder, to inform me that Jackson had called on him, and his resignation was withdrawn. Charles Winder was born in Maryland, graduated at West Point in 1850, embarked soon thereafter for California in charge of a detachment of recruits, was wrecked on the coast, and saved his men by his coolness and energy. He left the United States army to join the Confederacy, and was killed at Cedar Run some weeks after this period. Had he lived, he would have reached and adorned high position. And now a great weariness and depression fell upon me. I was threatened with a return of the illness experienced the pre- vious autumn. For many weeks I had received no intelligence from my family. ISTew Orleans had fallen, and my wife and children resided there or on an estate near the city. I hoped to learn of them at Richmond ; change might benefit health, and matters were quiet in the Yalley. Accordingly, a short leave was asked for and granted ; and although I returned within three days to join my command on the march to Cold Harbor, 80 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. we were absorbed in the larger army operating against MeClel- lan, and I saw bnt little of Jackson. I have written that he was ambitious ; and his ambition was Vast, all-absorbing. Like the unhappy wretch from whose shoul- ders sprang the foul serpent, he loathed it, perhaps feared it ; but he could not escape it— it was himself — nor rend it — it was his own flesh. He fought it with prayer, constant and earnest — Apollyon and Christian in ceaseless combat. What limit to set to his ability I know not, for he was ever superior to occasion. Under ordinary circumstances it was difficult to estimate him because of his peculiarities — peculiarities that would have made a lesser man absurd, but that served to enhance his martial fame, as those of Samuel Johnson did his literary eminence. He once observed, in reply to an allusion to his severe marching, that it was better to lose one man in marching than five in fight- ing ; and, acting on this, he invariably surprised the enemy — Milroy at McDowell, Banks and Fremont in the Valley, McClellan's right at Cold Harbor, Pope at second Manassas. Fortunate in his death, he fell at the summit of glory, before the .sun of the Confederacy had set, ere defeat, and suffering, and selfishness could turn their fangs upon him. As one man, the South wept for him ; foreign nations shared the grief ; even Federals praised him. "With "Wolfe and Nelson and Havelock, he took his place in the hearts of English-speaking peoples. In the first years of this century, a great battle was fought on the plains of the Danube. A determined charge on the Austrian center gained the victory for France. The courage and example of a private soldier, who there fell, contributed much to the success of the charge. Ever after, at the parades of his battalion, - the name of Latour d'Auvergne was first called,, when the oldest sergeant stepped to the front and answered,, " Died on the field of honor." In Valhalla, beyond the grave, where spirits of warriors assemble, when on the roll of heroes the name of Jackson is reached, it will be for the majestic shade of Lee to pronounce the highest eulogy known to our race — " Died on the field of duty." I reached Eichmond, by Charlottesville and Lynchburg, the THE VALLEY CAMPAIGN. 81 day after leaving camp, and went to the war office, where I found letters from my family. My wife and children had. left New Orleans on a steamer just as Farragut's fleet arrived, and were on the Atchafalaya River with friends, all well. "While reading my letters, an acquaintance in high position in the office greeted me, hut went on to say, if I knew what was afoot, my stay in Richmond would be short. Taking the hint, and feel- ing improved in health in consequence of relief from anxiety about my family, I returned to the station at once, and took rail to Charlottesville. Arrived there, I met the Yalley army in march to the southeast, and joined my command. That night we cajnped between Charlottesville and Gordons- ville, in Orange County, the birthplace of my father. A dis- tant kinsman, whom I had never met, came to invite me to his house in the neighborhood. Learning that I always slept in camp, he seemed so much distressed as to get my consent to breakfast with him, if he would engage to have breakfast at the barbarous hour of sunrise. His house was a little distant from the road ; so, the following morning, he sent a mounted groom to show the way. My aide, young Hamilton, accompa- nied me, and Tom of course followed. It was a fine old man- sion, surrounded by well-kept grounds. This immediate region had not yet been touched by war. Flowering plants and rose trees, in full bloom, attested the glorious wealth of June. On the broad portico, to welcome us, stood the host, with his fresh, charming wife, and, a little retired, a white-headed butler. Greetings over with host and lady, this delightful creature, with ebon face beaming hospitality, advanced, holding a salver, on which rested a huge silver goblet filled with Virginia's nectar, mint julep. Quantities of cracked ice rattled refreshingly in the goblet ; sprigs of fragant mint peered above its broad rim ; a mass of white sugar, too sweetly indolent to melt, rested on the mint ; and, like rose buds on a snow bank, luscious strawberries crowned the sugar. Ah ! that julep ! Mars ne'er received such tipple from the hands of Ganymede. Breakfast was announced, and what a breakfast ! A beautiful service, snowy table cloth, damask napkins, long unknown ; above all, a lovely woman in 6 82 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION crisp gown, with more and handsomer roses on her cheek than in her garden. 'Twas an idyl in the midst of the stern reali- ties of war ! The table groaned beneath its viands. Sable ser- vitors brought in, hot and hot from the kitchen, cakes of won- drous forms, inventions of the tropical imagination of Africa, inflamed by Yirginian hospitality. I was rather a moderate trencherman, but the performance of Hamilton was Gargan- tuan, alarming. Duty dragged us from this Eden ; yet in hur- ried adieus I did not forget to claim of the fair hostess the privilege of a cousin. I watched Hamilton narrowly for a time. The youth wore a sodden, apoplectic look, quite out of his usual brisk form. A gallop of some miles put him right, but for many days he dilated on the breakfast with the gusto of one of Hannibal's veterans on the delights of Capua. CHAPTER VI. "THE SEVEN" DAYS ABOUND RICHMOND." Leaving Gordonsville, we proceeded in a southeasterly di- rection, passing Louisa Court House and Frederickshall, and camped at Ashland on the Fredericksburg Railway, twelve miles north of Richmond, on the evening of the 25th of June. To deceive the enemy, General Lee had sent to the Valley a con- siderable force under Generals Whiting, Hood, and Lawton. The movement was openly made and speedily known at Wash- ington, where it produced the desired impression, that Jackson would invade Maryland from the Valley. These troops reached Staunton by rail on the 17th, and, without leaving the train, turned back to Gordonsville, where they united with Jackson. The line from Gordonsville to Frederickshall, south of which point it had been interrupted, was used to facilitate our move- ment, but this was slow and uncertain. The advance frequently halted or changed direction. We were pushing between Mc- Dowell and McClellan's right, over ground recently occupied by the enemy. Bridges had been destroyed, and, to conceal the movement, no guides were trusted — an over-caution occa- sioning delay. During the day and night of the 25th I suffered from severe pains in the head and loins, and on the morning of the 26th found it impossible to mount my horse ; so the brigade marched under the senior colonel, Seymour, 6th regiment. A small am- bulance was left with me, and my staff was directed to accom- pany Seymour and send back word if an engagement was im- minent. Several messages came during the day, the last after nightfall, reporting the command to be camped near Pole Green 84 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Church, beyond the Chickahoniiny ; so far, no fighting. Lying on the floor of a vacant house at Ashland, I had scarce con- sciousness to comprehend these messages. Pains in head and back continued, with loss of power to move my limbs. Toward daylight of the 27th sleep came from exhaustion, and lasted some hours. From this I was aroused by sounds of artillery, loud and constant, brought by the easterly wind. Tom raised me into a sitting posture, and administered a cup of strong coffee. The sound of battle continued until it became unen- durable, and I was put into the ambulance by Tom and the driver, the former following with the horses. "We took the route by which the troops had marched, the din of conflict in- creasing with every mile, the rattle of small arms mingling with the thud of guns. After weary hours of rough road, every jolt on which threatened to destroy my remaining vitality, we ap- proached Cold Harbor and met numbers of wounded. Among these was General Ekey, with a dreadful wound in the head and face. His aide was taking him to the rear in an ambulance, and, recognizing Tom, stopped a moment to tell of the fight. Ewell's division, to which Elzey and I belonged, had just been engaged with heavy loss. This was too much for any illness, and I managed somehow to struggle on to my horse and get into the action. It was a wild scene. Battle was raging furiously. Shot, shell, and ball exploded and whistled. Hundreds of wounded were being carried off, while the ground was strewn with dead. Dense thickets of small pines covered much of the field, further obscured by clouds of smoke. The first troops encountered were D. H. Hill's, and, making way through these, I came upon Winder's, moving across the front from right to left. Then succeeded Elzey's of Ewell's division, and, across the road leading to Gaines's Mill, my own. Mangled and bleeding, as were all of Ewell's, it was holding the ground it had won close to the enemy's line, but unable to advance. The sun was setting as I joined, and at the moment cheers came up from our left, raised by Winder's command, which had turned and was sweeping the Eederal right, while Lawton's Georgians, fresh and eager, - "THE SEVEN" DAYS AROUND RICHMOND." 85 attacked in our front. The enemy gave way, and, under cover of the night, retired over the Chickahominy. Firing continued for two hours, though darkness concealed everything. The loss in my command was distressing. Wheat, of whom I have written, was gone, and Seymour, and many others. I had a wretched feeling of guilt, especially about Seymour, who led the brigade and died in my place. Colonel Seymour was bom in Georgia, but had long resided in ISTew Orleans, where he edited the leading commercial paper — a man of culture, re- spected of all. In early life he had served in Indian and Mex- ican wars, and his high spirit brought him to this, though past middle age. Brave old Seymour ! I can see him now, mount- ing the hill at Winchester, on foot, with sword and cap in hand, his thin gray locks streaming, turning to his sturdy Irishmen with " Steady, men ! dress to the right ! " Georgia has been fertile of worthies, but will produce none more deserving than Colonel Seymour. The following morning, while looking to the burial of the dead and care of the wounded, I had an opportunity of examin- ing the field of battle. The campaign around Richmond is too well known to justify me in entering into details, and I shall confine myself to events within my own experience, only en- larging on such general features as are necessary to explain criticism. The Chickahominy, a sluggish stream and subject to floods, flows through a low, marshy bottom, draining the country be- tween the Pamunky or York and James Rivers, into which last it discharges many miles below Richmond. The upper portion of its course from the crossing of the Central Railroad, six miles north of Richmond, to Long Bridge, some three times that dis- tance to the southeast, is parallel with both the above-mentioned rivers. The bridges with which we were concerned at and after Cold Harbor were the Federal military bridges, Grapevine, York River Railroad, Bottom's, and Long, the lowermost ; after which the stream, affected by tide, spread over a marshy coun- try. The upper or Grapevine Bridge was on the road leading due south from Cold Harbor, and, passing Savage's Station on 86 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. York River Railroad, united with the Williamsburg road, which ran east from Richmond to Bottom's Bridge. A branch from this "Williamsburg road continued on the south bank of the Chickahominy to Long Bridge, where it joined the Charles City, Darbytown, and Newmarket roads coming south-southeast from Richmond. Many other roads, with no names or confusing ones, crossed this region, which was densely wooded and intersected by sluggish streams, draining the marshes into both the Chicka- hominy and James. We came upon two of these country roads leading in quite different directions, but bearing the same name, Grapevine ; and it will astound advocates of phonics to learn that the name of Darby (whence Darbytown) was thus pronounced, while it was spelt and written Enroughty. A Ger- man philologist might have discovered, unaided, the connection between the sound and the letters ; but it would hardly have occurred to mortals of less erudition. At the beginning of operations in this Richmond campaign, Lee had seventy-five thousand men, McClellan one hundred thousand. Round numbers are here given, but they are taken from official sources. A high opinion has been expressed of the strategy of Lee, by which Jackson's forces from the Yal- ley were suddenly thrust between McDowell and McClellan's right, and it deserves all praise ; but the tactics on the field were vastly inferior to the strategy. Indeed, it may be confidently asserted that from Cold Harbor to Malvern Hill, inclusive, there was nothing but a series of blunders, one after another, and all huge. The Confederate commanders knew no more about the topography of the country than they did about Cen- tral Africa. Here was a limited district, the whole of it within a day's march of the city of Richmond, capital of Virginia and the Confederacy, almost the first spot on the continent oc- cupied by the British race, the Chickahominy itself classic by legends of Captain John Smith and Pocahontas; and yet we were profoundly ignorant of the country, were without maps, sketches, or proper guides, and nearly as helpless as if we had been suddenly transferred to the banks of the Lualaba. The day before the battle of Malvern Hill, President Davis could not "THE SEVEN" DAYS AROUND RICHMOND." 87 find a guide with intelligence enough to show him the way from one of our columns to another ; and this fact I have from him. People find a small cable in the middle of the ocean, a thousand fathoms below the surface. For two days we lost McClellan's great army in a few miles of woodland, and never had any defi- nite knowledge of its movements. Let it be remembered, too, that McClellan had opened the peninsular campaign weeks be- fore, indicating this very region to be the necessary theatre of conflict ; that the Confederate commander (up to the time of his wound at Fair Oaks), General Johnston, had been a topographi- cal engineer in the United States army ; while his successor, General Lee — another engineer — had been on duty at the war office in Kichmond and in constant intercourse with President Davis, who was educated at "West Point and served seven years ; and then think of our ignorance in a military sense of the ground over which we were called to fight. Every one must agree that it was amazing. Even now, I can scarcely realize it. McClel- lan was as superior to us in knowledge of our own land as were the Germans to the French in their late war, and owed the suc- cess of his retreat to it, although credit must be given to his abil- ity. "We had much praying at various headquarters, and large reliance on special providences ; but none were vouchsafed, by pillar of cloud or fire, to supplement our ignorance ; so we blun- dered on like people trying to read without knowledge of their letters. To return to the field of Cold Harbor, the morning (Satur- day) after the battle. McClellan had chosen an excellent posi- tion, covering his military bridges over the Chickahominy. His left, resting on the river, and his center were covered by a small stream, one of its affluents, boggy and of difficult passage. His right was on high ground, near Cold Harbor, in a dense thicket of pine-scrub, with artillery massed. This position, three miles in extent, and enfiladed in front by heavy guns on the south bank of the Chickahominy, was held by three lines of infantry, one above the other on the rising ground, which was crowned- with numerous batteries, concealed by timber. McClellan re- ported thirty-six thousand men present, including Sykes's and, 88 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Porter's regulars ; but reenf orcements brought over during the action probably increased this number to fifty thousa'nd. Lee had forty thousand on the field. Longstreet attacked on our right, near the river, A. P. Hill on his left. Jackson approached Cold Harbor from the north, his divisions in column on one road as follows : Ewell's, Whiting's, Lawton's (Georgians), and Winder's. At Cold Harbor Jackson united with the division of D. H. Hill, in advance of him, and directed it to find and attack the enemy's right. His own divi- sions, in the order above named, were to come up on D. H. Hill's right and connect it with A. P. Hill's left. Artillery was only employed by the Confederates late in the day, and on their ex- treme left. D. H. Hill and Ewell were speedily engaged, and suffered heavily, as did A. P. Hill and Longstreet, all attacking in front. Ignorance of the ground, densely wooded, and want of guides occasioned confusion and delay in the divisions to Ewell's rear. Lawton came to Ewell's support, "Whiting to A. P. Hill's ; while of the three brigades of the last division, the second went to Longstreet's right, the third to A. P. Hill's center, and the first was taken by Winder, with a fine soldierly instinct, from right to left, across the battle, to reenf orce D. H. Hill and turn the Federal position. This movement was decisive, and if executed earlier would have saved loss of men and time. So much for fighting on unknown ground. During the day of Saturday, McClellan remained on the south bank of the Chickahominy with guns in position guard- ing his bridges ; and the only movement made by Lee was to send Stuart's cavalry east to the river terminus of the York Railway, and Ewell's division to the bridge of that line over the Chickahominy and to Bottom's, a short distance below. Late in the evening General Lee informed me that I would re- main the following day to guard Bottom's and the railway bridges, while Stuart's cavalry watched the river below to Long Bridge and beyond. From all indications, he thought that McClellan would withdraw during the night, and expected to cross the river in the morning to unite with Magruder and "THE SEVEN DAYS AROUND RICHMOND." 89 Huger in pursuit. Holmes's division was to be brought from the south' side of the James to bar the enemy's road ; and he expressed some confidence that his dispositions would inflict serious loss on McClellan's army, if he could receive prompt and accurate information of that General's movements. Mean- time, I would remain until the following (Sunday) evening, unless sooner convinced of the enemy's designs, when I would cross Grapevine Bridge and follow Jackson. It is to be pre- sumed that General Lee disclosed so much of his plans to his subordinates as he deemed necessary to insure their intelligent execution. The morning light showed that the Federals had destroyed a part of the railway bridge near the center of the stream. We were opposite to Savage's Station (on the line toward Rich- mond), from which distinct sounds reached us, but dense forest limited vision to the margin of the river. Smoke rising above the trees, and explosions, indicated the destruction of stores. In the afternoon, a great noise of battle came — artillery, small arms, shouts. This, as we afterward learned, was Magruder's engagement at Savage's Station, but this din of combat was si- lenced to our ears by the following incident : A train was heard approaching from Savage's. Gathering speed, it came rushing on, and quickly emerged from the forest, two engines drawing a long string of carriages. Reaching the bridge, the engines exploded with terrific noise, followed in succession by explo- sions of the carriages, laden with ammunition. Shells burst in all directions, the river was lashed into foam, trees were torn for acres around, and several of my men were wounded. The enemy had taken this means of destroying surplus ammunition. After this queer action had ceased, as sunset was approach- ing, and all quiet at Bottom's Bridge, we moved up stream and crossed Grapevine Bridge, repaired by Jackson earlier in the day. Darkness fell as we bivouacked on the low ground south of the river. A heavy rain came down, converting the ground into a lake, in the midst of which a half -drowned courier, with a dispatch, was brought to me. With difficulty, underneath an ambulance, a light was struck to read the dispatch, which 90 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. proved to be from Magruder, asking for reinforcements in front of Savage's Station, where he was then engaged. Several hours had elapsed since the courier left Magruder, and he could tell nothing beyond the fact of the engagement, the noise of which we had heard. It must be borne in mind that, during the oper- ations north of the Chickahominy, the divisions of Magruder and Huger had remained in position between McClellan's left and Richmond. In the night the enemy disappeared from Savage's, near which we passed the following (Monday) morning, in march to rejoin Jackson. "We encountered troops of Magruder's, Hu- ger's, and other divisions, seeking to find their proper routes. Countless questions about roads were asked in vain. At length, we discovered that Jackson had followed the one nearest the Chickahominy, and about noon overtook the rear of his column, halted in the road. Artillery could be heard in front, and a staff officer was sent to find out the meaning of it. Enfeebled by pain, I used an ambulance to husband my lit- tle strength for emergencies; and I think it was here that General Wade Hampton, accompanied by Senator Wigfall, came up to me. Hampton had been promoted to brigadier for gallantry at Manassas, where he was wounded, but not yet as- signed to a command. Wigfall had left the army to take a seat in the Confederate Congress as Senator from Texas, and from him I learned that he was in hopes some brigadier would be killed to make a place for Hampton, to whom, as volunteer aide, he proposed to attach himself and see the fun. Finding me extended in an ambulance, he doubtless thought he had met his opportunity, and felt aggrieved that I was not in extremis. Hampton took command of a brigade in Jackson's old division the next day, and perhaps his friend "Wigfall enjoyed himself at Malvern Hill. The staff officer returned from the front and reported the situation. D. H. Hill's division was at White Oak Swamp Creek, a slough, and one of " despond " to us, draining to the Chicka- hominy. The enemy held the high ground beyond, and artil- lery fire was continuous, but no infantry was engaged. There "THE SEVEN DAYS AROUND RICHMOND." 91 was no change until nightfall, when we bivouacked where we were. Our loss, one artilleryman mortally wounded, proved that no serious effort to pass the slough was made ; yet a prize was in reach worth the loss of thousands. "While we were idly shelling the wood, behind which lay Franklin's corps — the right of McClellan's army — scarce a rifle shot to the southwest, but concealed by intervening forest, Longstreet and A. P. Hill were fighting the bloody engagement of Frazier's Farm with Heintzel- man and McCall, the Federal center and left. Again, fractions against masses; for of the two divisions expected to support them, Magruder's and Huger's, the latter did not get up, and the former was taken off by a misleading message from Holmes, who, from the south bank of the James, had reached the New- market road a day later than was intended. Longstreet and Hill fought into the night, held a large part of the field, and captured many prisoners, (including General McCall) and guns, but their own loss was severe. After the action, Franklin quietly passed within a few yards of them, joined Heintzel- man, and with him gained Malvern Hill, which McClellan had fortified during the day, employing for the purpose the com- mands of Keyes and Porter. On the succeeding morning (July 1), Jackson followed the enemy's track from "White Oak Swamp Creek toward Malvern Hill, passing the field of Frazier's Farm, and Magruder's division, which had arrived in the night and relieved the exhausted com- mands of Longstreet and Hill. Malvern Hill was a desperate position to attack in front, though, like Cold Harbor, it could be turned on the right. Here McClellan was posted with his whole force. His right was covered by Turkey Creek, an affluent of the James ; his left was near that river and protected by gunboats, which, though hidden by timber, threw shells across his entire front. Distance and uncertainty of aim saved us from much loss by these pro- jectiles, but their shriek and elongated form astonished our land- ward men, who called them lamp posts. By its height, Malvern Hill dominated the ground to the north, the James River, and the Newmarket road on which we approached, and was crowned 92 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. with a numerous and heavy artillery. On our side, from inferior elevation, artillery labored under a great disadvantage, and was brought into action in detail to be overpowered. The left attack was assigned to Jackson, the right to Ma- gruder, supported by Huger and Holmes — Longstreet and A. P. Hill in reserve. Jackson's dispositions were as follows : On the extreme left, the division of Whiting, then artillery supported by a brigade under Wade Hampton, my brigade, and on my right the division of D. H. Hill. In reserve were the remainder of Ewell's division and the brigades of Winder, Lawton, and Cunningham. It was perhaps 3 o'clock of the afternoon before these dispositions were completed. As it was General Lee's intention to open from his right, Magruder was waited for, who, following Jackson on the road, was necessarily later in getting into position. Orders were for Hill to attack with the bayonet as soon as he heard the cheers of Magruder's charge. To be ready, Hill advanced over open ground to some timber within four hundred yards of the ene- my's line, but suffered in doing so. Artillery sent to his sup- port was crippled and driven off. It was 5 o'clock or after when a loud shout and some firing were heard on the right, and, sup- posing this to be Magruder's attack, Hill led his men to the charge. He carried the first line of the enemy, who, unoccu- pied elsewhere, reenf orced at once, and Hill was beaten off with severe loss. The brigades of Trimble, Lawton, Winder, and Cun- ningham were sent to his assistance, but could accomplish nothing beyond holding the ground. About sunset, after Hill's attack had failed, Magruder got into position and led on his men with similar fortune. Like Hill, he and his troops displayed superb courage and suffered enormously ; but it was not to be ; such partial attacks were without the first element of success. My brigade was not moved from its position, but experienced some loss by artillery. After the action, Stuart arrived from the north side of the Chickahominy, where he had been since Cold Harbor. Had he been brought over the Long Bridge two days earlier, McClellan's huge trains on the Charles City road would have fallen an easy "THE SEVEN" DAYS ABOUND KICHMOND." 93 prey to his cavalry, and he could have blocked the roads through the forest. McClellau's guns continued firing long after nightfall, but the ensuing morning found him and his army at Harrison's Landing, in an impregnable position. Here ended the cam- paign around Richmond. The strategy displayed on the Confederate side was magnifi- cent, and gave opportunity for resplendent success; but this opportunity was lost by tactical mistakes, occasioned by want of knowledge of the theatre of action, and it is to be feared that Time, when he renders his verdict, will declare the gallant dead who fell at Gaines's Mill, Cold Harbor, Frazier's Farm, and Mal- vern Hill, to have been sacrificed on the altar of the bloodiest of all Molochs — Ignorance. The crisis of my illness now came in a paralysis of the lower limbs, and I was taken to Eichmond, where I learned of my promotion to major-general, on the recommendation of Jack- son, for services in the Yalley, and assignment to a distant field. Having expressed an opinion of McClellan as an organizer of armies, I will now treat of his conduct as a commander in this and his subsequent campaign. His first operations on the peninsula were marked by a slowness and hesitancy to be ex- pected of an engineer, with small experience in handling troops. His opponent, General Magruder, was a man of singular versa- tility. Of a boiling, headlong courage, he was too excitable for high command. Widely known for social attractions, he had a histrionic vein, and indeed was fond of private theatricals. Few managers could have surpassed him in imposing on an audience a score of supernumeraries for a grand army. Accordingly, with scarce a tenth the force, he made McClellan reconnoiter and deploy with all the caution of old Melas, till Johnston came up. It is true that McClellan steadily improved, and gained confidence in himself and his army ; yet he seemed to regard the latter as a parent does a child, and, like the first Frederick William's gigantic grenadiers, too precious for gunpowder. 94 DESTRUCTION AND. RECONSTRUCTION. His position in front of Richmond, necessitated by the es- tablishment of his base on York River, was vicious, because his army was separated by the Chickahominy, a stream subject to heavy floods, which swept away bridges and made the adjacent lowlands impassable. Attacked at Fair Oaks while the river was in flood, he displayed energy, but owed the escape of his two exposed corps to Johnston's wound and the subsequent blun- ders of the Confederates. To operate against Richmond on the north bank of the James, his proper plan was to clear that river and rest his left upon it, or to make the Potomac and Rappa- hannock his base, as the line of rail from Aquia and Fredericks- burg was but little longer than the York River line. This, keeping him more directly between the Confederate army and Washington, would have given him McDowell's corps, the with- drawal of which from his direction he earnestly objected to. The true line of attack was on the south of the James, where Grant was subsequently forced by the ability of Lee ; but it should be observed that after he took the field, McClellan had not the liberty of action accorded to Grant. That Lee caught his right " in the air " at Hanover and Cold Harbor, McClellan ascribes to his Government's interference with and withdrawal of McDowell's corps. Reserving this, he fought well at Gaines's Mill, Cold Harbor, and Frazier's Farm. Always protecting his selected line of retreat, bringing off his movable stores, and pre- serving the organization of his army, he restored its spirit and morale by turning at Malvern Hill to inflict a bloody repulse on his enemy. In his official report he speaks of his movement from the Chickahominy to Harrison's Landing on the James as a change of base, previously determined. This his detractors sneer at as an afterthought, thereby unwittingly enhancing his merit. Regarded as a change of base, carefully considered and provided for, it was most creditable ; but if suddenly and unex- pectedly forced upon him, he exhibited a courage, vigor, and presence of mind worthy of the greatest commanders. Safe at Harrison's Landing, in communication with the fleet, the army was transferred from McClellan to the command of General Pope ; and the influence of McClellan on his troops "THE SEVEN DAYS AROUND RICHMOND." 95 can not be correctly estimated without some allusion to this offi- cer, under whose command the Federal Army of the Potomac suffered such mortifying defeat. Of an effrontery while danger was remote equaled by helplessness when it was present, and mendacity after it had passed, the annals of despotism scarce afford an example of the elevation of such a favorite. It has been said that his talent for the relation of obscene stories en- gaged the attention and confidence of President Lincoln. How- ever this may be, great was the consternation at Washington produced by his incapacity. The bitterness of official rancor was sweetened, and in honeyed phrase McClellan was implored to save the capital. He displayed an unselfish patriotism by accepting the task without conditions for himself, but it may be doubted if he was right in leaving devoted friends under the scalping-knife, speedily applied, as might have been fore- seen. "With vigor he restored order and spirit to the army, and led it, through the passes of South Mountain, to face Lee, who was stretched from Chambersburg to Harper's Ferry. Having un- accountably permitted his cavalry to separate from him, and deprived himself of adequate means of information, Lee was to some extent taken unawares. His thin lines at Antietam, slow- ly fed with men jaded by heavy marching, were sorely pressed. There was a moment, as Hooker's advance was stayed by the wound of its leader, when McClellan, with storge of battle, might have led on his reserves and swept the field. Hard would it have been for the Confederates, with the river in rear ; but this seemed beyond McClellan or outside of his nature. Antietam was a drawn battle, and Lee recrossed into Virginia at his leisure. While it may be confidently believed that McClellan would have continued to improve by experience in the field, it is doubtful if he possessed that divine spark which impels a com- mander, at the accepted moment, to throw every man on the enemy and grasp complete victory. But his Government gave him no further opportunity. He disappeared from the war, to be succeeded by mediocrity, too well recognized to disturb the 96 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". susceptibility of a "War Secretary who, like Louvois, was able,- but jealous of merit and lustful of power. Although in the last months of the war, after he had as- sumed command of the armies of the Confederacy, I had some correspondence with General Lee, I never met him again, and indeed was widely separated from him, and it now behooves me to set forth an opinion of his place in Southern history. Of all the men I have seen, he was best entitled to the epithet of distinguished ; and *so marked was his appearance in this par- ticular, that he would not have passed unnoticed through the streets of any capital. Reserved almost to coldness, his calm dignity repelled familiarity : not that he seemed without sym- pathies, but that he had so conquered his own weaknesses as to prevent the confession of others before him. At the outbreak of the war his reputation was exclusively that of an engineer, in which branch of the military service of the United States he had, with a short exception, passed his career. He was early sent to Western Yirginia on a forlorn hoj>e against Kosecrans, where he had no success ; for success was impossible. Yet his lofty character was respected of all and compelled public confi- dence. Indeed, his character seemed perfect, his bath in Sty- gian waters complete; not a vulnerable spot remained: totus teres atque rotundus. His soldiers reverenced him and had un- bounded confidence in him, for he shared all their privations^ and they saw him ever unshaken of fortune. Tender and pro tecting love he did not inspire : such love is given to weakness, not to strength. Not only was he destitute of a vulgar greed for fame, he would not extend a hand to welcome it when it came unbidden. He was without ambition, and, like "Washing- ton, into whose family connection he had married, kept duty as his guide. The strategy by which he openly, to attract attention, reen- forced Jackson in the Yalley, to thrust him between McDowell and McClellan at Cold Harbor, deserves to rank with Marl- borough's cross march in Germany and Napoleon's rapid con- centration around Ulm ; though his tactical manoeuvres on the "THE SEYEK DAYS ABOUND KICHMOND." 97 field were inferior to the strategy. His wonderful defensive campaign in 1864 stands with that of Napoleon in 1813 ; and the comparison only fails by an absence of sharp returns to the offensive. The historian of the Federal Army of the Potomac states (and, as far as I have seen, uncontradicted) that Grant's army, at second Cold Harbor, refused to obey the order to at- tack, so distressed was it by constant butchery. In such a con- dition of morale an advance upon it might have changed history. In truth, the genius of Lee for offensive war had suffered by a too long service as an engineer. Like Erskine in the House of Commons, it was not his forte. In both the An- tietam and Gettysburg campaigns he allowed his cavalry to separate from him, and was left without intelligence of the enemy's movements until he was upon him. In both, too, his army was widely scattered, and had to be brought into action by piecemeal. There was an abundance of supplies in the country immediately around Harper's Terry, and had he re- mained concentrated there, the surrender of Miles would have been advanced, and McClellan met under favorable conditions. His own report of Gettysburg confesses his mistakes ; for he was of too lofty a nature to seek scapegoats, and all the ram- bling accounts of that action I have seen published add but little to his report. These criticisms are written with unaffected diffidence ; but it is only by studying the campaigns of great commanders that the art of war can be illustrated. Nevertheless, from the moment Lee succeeded to the com- mand of the army in Yirginia, he was facile princeps in the war, towering above all on both sides, as the pyramid of Ghizeh above the desert. Steadfast to the end, he upheld the waning fortunes of the Confederacy as did Hector those of Troy. Last scene of all, at his surrender, his greatness and dignity made of his adversary but a humble accessory; and if de- parted intelligences be permitted to take ken of the affairs of this world, the soul of Light Horse Harry rejoices that his own eulogy of "Washington, " First in war, first in. peace, first in the hearts of his countrymen," is now, by the united voice of the South, applied to his noble son. 7 98 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Foregoing criticisms have indicated the tendency of engineer service to unfit men for command. It was once said of a certain colonel that he was an admirable officer when absent from sol- diers. No amount of theoretical training can supply the knowl- edge gained by direct and immediate association with troops. The ablest and most promising graduates from West Point are annually assigned to the engineer and ordnance corps. After some years they become scientists, perhaps pedants, but not sol- diers. Whatever may be the ultimate destination of such young men, they should be placed on duty for at least one year with each arm of the service, and all officers of the general staff below the highest grades should be returned to the line for limited periods. In no other way can a healthy connection between line and staff be preserved. The United States will doubtless continue to maintain an army, however small, as a model, if for no other purpose, for volunteers, the reliance of the country in the event of a serious war. It ought to have the best possible article for the money, and, to secure this, should establish a camp of instruction, composed of all arms, where officers could study the actual movements of troops. CHAPTEK VII. THE DISTRICT OF LOUISIANA. A month of rest at Richmond restored my health, which sub- sequently remained good ; but in leaving Virginia I was sepa- rated from my brigade, endeared by so many memories. It remained with Lee's army, and gained distinction in many bat- tles. As the last preserved of Benjamin on the rock of Pimmon, scarce a handful survived the war ; but its story would comprise much of that of the Army of Northern Virginia, and I hope some survivor, who endured till the end, will relate it. A braver command never formed line of battle. And now I turned my steps toward the West, where, beyond the " father of waters," two years of hard work and much fight- ing awaited me. The most direct route to the Southwest was by Chattanooga, where General Bragg was concentrating the Army of Tennessee. This officer had requested the "War De- partment to assign me to duty with his army as chief of staff, and it was suggested to me to call on him en route. He had reached Chattanooga in advance of his troops, then moving from Tupelo in northern Mississippi. In the two days passed at Chattanooga, General Bragg communicated to me his plan of campaign into Kentucky, which was excellent, giving promise of large results if vigorously executed ; and I think its failure may be ascribed to the infirmities of the commander. Born in North Carolina, graduated from West Point in 1837, Bragg served long and creditably in the United States artillery. In the war with Mexico he gained much celebrity, especially at Buena Vista, to the success of which action, under the imme- diate eye of General Zachary Taylor, he largely contributed. 100 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Resigning the service, he married a lady of Louisiana and pur- chased an estate on the Bayou Lafourche, where he resided at the outbreak of civil war. Promoted to the rank of general after the death of Albert Sidney Johnston, he succeeded Beau- regard, retired by ill health, in command of the Army of Ten- nessee. Possessing experience in and talent for war, he was the most laborious of commanders, devoting every moment to the discharge of his duties. As a disciplinarian he far surpassed any of the senior Confederate generals; but his method and manner were harsh, and he could have won the affections of his troops only by leading them to victory. He furnished a striking illustration of the necessity of a healthy body for a sound intel- lect. Many years of dyspepsia had made his temper sour and petulant ; and he was intolerant to a degree of neglect of duty, or what he esteemed to be such, by his officers. A striking in- stance of this occurred during my visit. At dinner, surrounded by his numerous staff, I inquired for one of his division com- manders, a man widely known and respected, and received this answer : " General is an old woman, utterly worthless." Such a declaration, privately made, would have been serious ; but publicly, and certain to be repeated, it was astonishing. As soon as we had withdrawn to his private room, I asked by whom he intended to relieve General . " Oh ! by no one. I have but one or two fitted for high command, and have in vain asked the War Department for capable people." To my suggestion that he could hardly expect hearty cooperation from officers of whom he permitted himself to speak contemptuously, he replied : " I speak the truth. The Government is to blame for placing such men in high position." From that hour I had misgivings as to General Bragg's success, and. felt no regret at the refusal of the authorities to assign me to duty with him. It may be said of his subordinate commanders that they supported him wonderfully, in despite of his temper, though that ulti- mately produced dissatisfaction and wrangling. Feeble health, too, unfitted him to sustain long-continued pressure of responsi- bility, and he failed in the execution of his own plan. The movement into Kentucky was made by two lines. Gen- THE DISTRICT OF LOUISIANA. 101 eral Kirby Smith led a subordinate force from Knoxville, East Tennessee, through Cumberland Gap, and, defeating the Fed- erals in a spirited action at Richmond, Kentucky, reached Lex- ington, in the center of the State, and threatened Cincinnati. Bragg moved on a line west of the Cumberland range toward Louisville, on the Ohio River ; and this movement forced the Federal commander, Buell, to march north to the same point by a parallel road, farther west. Buell left garrisons at Nashville and other important places, and sought to preserve his commu- nications with Louisville, his base. "Weakened by detachments, as well as by the necessity of a retrograde movement, Bragg should have brought him to action before he reached Louisville. Defeated, the Federals would have been driven north of the Ohio to reorganize, and Bragg could have wintered his army in the fertile and powerful State of Kentucky, isolating the garri- sons in his rear ; or, if this was impossible, which does not ap- pear, he should have concentrated against Buell when the latter, heavily reenforced, marched south from Louisville to regain Nashville. But he fought a severe action at Perryville with a fraction of his army, and retired to Central Tennessee. The en- suing winter, at Murfreesboro, he contested the field with Rose- crans, Buell's successor, for three days ; and though he won a victory, it was not complete, and the summer of 1863 found him again at Chattanooga. In the mean time, a Federalforce under General Burnside passed through Cumberland Gap, and occupied Knoxville and much of East Tennessee, severing the direct line of rail communication from Richmond to the Southwest. This condensed account of the Kentucky campaign, extend- ing over many months, is given because of my personal intimacy with the commander, who apprised me of his plans. General Bragg died recently in Texas. I have rarely known a more con- scientious, laborious man. Exacting of others, he never spared himself, but, conquering disease, showed a constant devotion to duty ; and distinguished as were his services in the cause he espoused, they would have been far greater had he enjoyed the blessing of health. Leaving Chattanooga, I proceeded to my destination, west- 102 DESTRUCTION" AND RECONSTRUCTION. ern Louisiana, and crossed the Mississippi at the entrance of Red River. Some miles below, in the Atchafalaya, I found a steam- er, and learned that the Governor of the State was at Opelousas, which could be reached by descending the last river to the junc- tion of the Bayou Courtableau, navigable at high water to the village of Washington, six miles north of Opelousas. Embark- ing on the steamer, I reached the junction at sunset, but the water in Courtableau was too low for steam navigation. As my family had sought refuge with friends in the vicinity of Wash- ington, I was anxious to get on, and hired a boat, with four negro oarsmen, to take me up the bayou, twenty miles. The narrow stream was overarched by trees shrouded with Spanish moss, the universal parasite of Southern forests. Heavy rain fell, ac- companied by vivid lightning, the flashes of which enabled us to find our way ; and before dawn I had the happiness to em- brace wife and children after a separation of fourteen months. Some hours later I reached Opelousas, and met the Governor, Thomas O. Moore, with whom I had served in our State Assem- bly. This worthy gentleman, a successful and opulent planter, had been elected Governor in 1860. He was a man of moder- ate temper and opinions, but zealously aided the Confederate cause after his State had joined it. Forced to leave New Or- leans by the approach of Farragut's fleet, he brought my family with him, and was unwearied in kind attentions. Melancholy indeed was the condition of the " District of Louisiana," to the command of which I was assigned. Confederate authority had virtually ceased with the fall of New Orleans in the previous April. Fortifications at Barataria, Berwick's Bay, and other Gulf -coast points had been abandoned, the garrisons withdrawn, works dismantled, and guns thrown into the water. The Confederate Government had no soldiers, no arms or munitions, and no money, within the limits of the district. Governor Moore was willing to aid me to the extent of his ability, but, deprived by the loss of New Orleans and the lower river parishes of half the population and three fourths of the resources of his State, he could do little. General Magruder had recently been assigned to command THE DISTKICT OF LOUISIANA. 103 in Texas, and General Holmes, the senior officer west of the Mississippi, was far to the north in Arkansas. To him I at once reported my arrival and necessities. Many days elapsed before his reply was received, to the effect that he could give me no assistance, as he meditated a movement against Helena on the Mississippi Kiver. Without hope of aid from abroad, I addressed myself to the heavy task of arousing public sentiment, apathetic if not hostile from disaster and neglect, and the creation of some means of defense. Such was the military destitution that a re- giment of cavalry could have ridden over the State, while innu- merable rivers and bayous, navigable a large part of the year, would admit Federal gunboats to the heart of every parish. To understand subsequent operations in this region, one must have some idea of its topography and river systems. Washed on the east, from the Arkansas line to the Gulf of Mexico, by the Mississippi, western Louisiana is divided into two not very unequal parts by the Red River, which, entering the State at its northwestern angle, near the boundaries of Texas and Arkansas, flows southeast to the Mississippi through a broad, fertile valley, then occupied by a population of large slave-own- ers engaged in the culture of cotton. From the southern slopes of the Ozark Mountains in Central Arkansas comes the Washi- ta River to unite with the Red, a few miles above the junction of the latter with the Mississippi. Preserving a southerly course, along the eastern foot of the hills, the Washita enters the State nearly a hundred miles west of the Mississippi, but the westerly trend of the great river reduces this distance until the waters meet. The alluvion between these rivers, protected from inun- dation by levees along the streams, is divided by many bayous,, of which the Tensas, with its branch the Macon, is the most im- portant. These bayous drain the vast swamps into the Washitaj, and, like this river, are in the season of floods open to steam navigation. Here was one of the great cotton-producing regions of the South. Estates of 5,000 acres and more abounded,, and, with the numerous slaves necessary to their cultivation, were largely under the charge of overseers, while the proprietors re- sided in distant and more healthy localities. Abundant facili* 104 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". ties for navigation afforded by countless streams superseded the necessity for railways, and but one line of some eighty miles ex- isted. This extended from Monroe on the Washita to a point opposite Yicksburg on the Mississippi ; but the great flood of 1862 had broken the eastern half of the line. Finally, the lower Washita, at Trinity, where it receives the Tensas from the east and Little River from the west, takes the name of Black River. And it may be well to add that in Louisiana counties are called parishes, dikes levees, and streams bayous. South of the Red River, population and industries change. The first is largely composed of descendants of French colo- nists, termed Creoles, with some Spanish intermixed, and the •sugar cane is the staple crop, changing as the Gulf is approached to rice. At the point where the united Red and Washita Rivers join the Mississippi, which here changes direction to the east, the Atchaf alaya leaves it, and, flowing due south through Grand Lake and Berwick's Bay, reaches the Gulf at Atchafalaya Bay, two degrees west of its parent stream, and by a more direct course. Continuing the line of the Red and Washita, it not only discharges much of their waters, but draws largely from the Mississippi when this last is in flood. Midway between the Atchafalaya and the city of New Orleans, some eighty miles from either point, another outlet of the great river, the Bayou Lafourche, discharges into the Gulf after passing through a densely populated district, devoted to the culture of sugar cane and rice. A large lake, Des Allemands, collects the waters from the higher lands on the river and bayou, and by an outlet of the same name carries them to Barataria Bay. Lying many feet below the flood level of the streams, protected by heavy dikes, with numerous steam-engines for crushing canes and pumping water, and canals and ditches in every direction, this region resembles a tropical Holland. At the lower end of Lake Des Allemands passed the only line of railway in southern Louisiana, from a point on the west bank of the river opposite New Orleans to Berwick's Bay, eighty miles. Berwick's Bay, which is but the Atchafalaya after it issues from Grand Lake, is eight hundred yards wide, with great depth of water, and soon THE DISTRICT OF LOUISIANA. 105 meets the Gulf in Atchafalaya Bay. A few miles above the railway terminus at Berwick's there enters from the west the Teche, loveliest of Southern streams. Navigable for more than a hundred miles, preserving at all seasons an equal breadth and depth, so gentle is its flow that it might be taken for a canal, did not the charming and graceful curves, by which it separates the undulating prairies of Attakapas from the alluvion of the Atchafalaya, mark it as the handiwork of Nature. Before the war, the Teche for fifty miles, from Berwick's Bay to New Ibe- ria, passed through one field of sugar canes, the fertile and well-cultivated estates succeeding each other. The mansions of the opulent planters, as well as the villages of their slaves, were situated on the west bank of the bayou overlooking the broad, verdant prairie, where countless herds roamed. On the east bank, the dense forest had given way to fields of luxuriant canes ; and to connect the two parts of estates, floating bridges were constructed, with openings in the center for the passage of steamers. Stately live oaks, the growth of centuries, orange groves, and flowers of every hue and fragrance surrounded the abodes of the seigneurs / while within, one found the grace of the salon combined with the healthy cheeriness of country life. Abundance and variety of game encouraged field sports, and the waters, fresh and salt, swarmed with fish. "With the sky and temperature of Sicily, the breezes from prairie and Gulf were as health-giving as those that ripple the heather on Scotch moors. In all my wanderings, and they have been many and wide, I can not recall so fair, so bountiful, and so happy a land. The upper or northern Teche waters the parishes of St. Landry, Lafayette, and St. Martin's — the Attakapas, home of the "Acadians." What the gentle, contented Creole was to the restless, pushing American, that and more was the Acadian to the creole. In the middle of the past century, when the victo- ries of "Wolfe and Amherst deprived France of her Northern possessions, the inhabitants of Nouvelle Acadie, the present Nova Scotia, migrated to the genial clime of the Attakapas, where beneath the flag of the lilies they could preserve their allegiance, their traditions, and their faith. Isolated up to the 106 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. time of the war, they spoke no language but their own patois ; and, reading and writing not having come to them by nature, they were dependent for news on their cures and occasional peddlers, who tempted the women with chiffons and trinkets. The few slaves owned were humble members of the household, assisting in the cultivation of small patches of maize, sweet po- tatoes, and cotton, from which last the women manufactured the wonderful Attakapas cotonnade, the ordinary clothing of both sexes. Their little cabanes dotted the broad prairie in all directions, and it was pleasant to see the smoke curling from their chimneys, while herds of cattle and ponies grazed at will. Here, unchanged, was the French peasant of Fenelon and Bossuet, of Louis le Grand and his successor le Bien-Aime. Tender and true were his traditions of la belle France, but of France before Voltaire and the encyclopaedists, the Convention and the Jacobins — ere she had lost faith in all things, divine and human, save the bourgeoisie and amooats. Mounted on his pony, with lariat in hand, he herded his cattle, or shot and fished ; but so gentle was his nature, that lariat and rifle seemed transformed into pipe and crook of shepherd. Light wines from the Medoc, native oranges, and home-made sweet cakes filled his largest conceptions of feasts ; and violin and clarionet made high carnival in his heart. On an occasion, passing the little hamlet of Grand Coteau, I stopped to get some food for man and horse. A pretty maiden of fifteen springs, whose parents were absent, welcomed me. Her lustrous eyes and long lashes might have excited the envy of " the dark-eyed girl of Cadiz." Finding her alone, I was about to retire and try my fortune in another house ; but she insisted that she could prepare "monsieur un diner dans un tour de main," and she did. Seated by the window, looking modestly on the road, while I was enjoying her repast, she sprang to her feet, clapped her hands joyously, and exclaimed : " Via le gros Jean Baptiste qui passe sur son mulet avec deux bocals. Ah ! nous aurons grand bal ce soir." It appeared that one jug of claret meant a dance, but two very high jinks indeed. As my hostess declined any remuneration for her trouble, I THE DISTRICT OF LOUISIANA. 107 begged her to accept a pair of plain gold sleeve buttons, my only ornaments. Wonder, delight, and gratitude chased each other across the pleasant face, and the confiding little creature put up her rose-bud mouth. In an instant the homely room be- came as the bower of Titania, and I accepted the chaste salute with all the reverence of a subject for his Queen, then rode away with uncovered head so long as she remained in sight. Hospitable little maiden of Grand Coteau, may you never have graver fault to confess than the innocent caress you be- stowed on the stranger ! It was to this earthly paradise, and upon this simple race, that the war came, like the tree of the knowledge of evil to our early parents. Some weeks before I reached my new field, General Yan Dorn, who commanded the Confederate forces east of the Mis- sissippi, had successfully resisted a bombardment of Yicksburg by Federal gunboats, during which the Confederate ram Ar- kansas, descending the Yazoo River, passed through the enemy's fleet, inflicting some damage and causing much alarm, and an- chored under the guns of Yicksburg. To follow up this suc- cess, Yan Dorn sent General Breckenridge with a division against Baton Rouge, the highest point on the river above New Orleans then held by the Federals, and the Arkansas was to de- scend to cooperate in the attack. Breckenridge reached Baton Rouge at the appointed time, assaulted, and was repulsed after a severe action ; but the Arkansas, disabled by an accident to her machinery, was delayed, and, learning of Breckenridge's failure, her commander ran her ashore on the west bank of the river a few miles above Baton Rouge, and destroyed her. Strengthening their garrison in this town, the Federals em- ployed many steamers on t&e river between it and New Or- leans, a hundred and twenty miles, armed vessels of Farragut's fleet guarding the stream. From time to time parties of in- fantry were landed to plunder and worry the peaceful inhabi- tants, though after the fall of New Orleans no Confederate forces had been on that part of the river, and no resistance was made by the people. 108 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Two days were passed at Opelousas in consultation with Governor Moore, who transferred to me several small bodies of State troops which he had organized. Alexandria on the Red River, some seventy-five miles north of Opelousas, was the geo- graphical center of the State and of steam navigation, and the proper place for the headquarters of the district. To escape the intense heat, I rode the distance in a night, and remained some days at Alexandria, engaged in the organization of neces- sary staff departments and in providing means of communica- tion with different parts of the State. Great distances and the want of railway and telegraph lines made this last a heavy bur- den. "Without trained officers, my presence was required at every threatened point, and I was seldom enabled to pass twen- ty-four consecutive hours at headquarters ; but Adjutant Sur- get, of whom mention has been made, conducted the business of the district with vigor and discretion during my absence. Subsequently, by using an ambulance in which one could sleep, and with relays of mules, long distances were rapidly accom- plished ; and, like the Irishman's bird, I almost succeeded in being in two places at the same time. Leaving Alexandria, I went south to visit the Lafourche and intervening regions. At Yermilionville, in the parish of Lafayette, thirty miles south of Opelousas, resided ex-Governor Mouton, a man of much influence over the Creole and Acadian populations, and an old acquaintance. Desiring his aid to arouse public sentiment, depressed since the fall of New Or- leans, I stopped to see him. Past middle age, he had sent his sons and kindred to the war, and was eager to assist the cause in all possible ways. His eldest son and many of his kinsmen fell in battle, his estate was diminished by voluntary contribu- tions and wasted by plunder, and he was taken to New Orleans and confined for many weeks ; yet he never faltered in his de- votion, and preserved his dignity and fortitude. In camp near New Iberia, seven and twenty miles south of Yermilionville, was Colonel Fournet, with a battalion of five companies raised in the parish, St. Martin's. The men were without instruction, and inadequately armed and equipped. Im- THE DISTEICT OF LOUISIANA. 109 pressing on Fournet and his officers the importance of discipline and instruction, and promising to supply them with arms, I pro- ceeded to the residence of Leclerc Fusilier, in the parish of St. Mary's, twenty miles below New Iberia. Possessor of great es- tates, and of a hospitable, generous nature, this gentleman had much weight in his country. His sons were in the army, and sixty years had not diminished his energy nor his enthusiasm. He desired to serve on my staff as volunteer aide, promising to join me whenever fighting was to be done; and he kept his promise. In subsequent actions on the Teche and Red River, the first gun seemed the signal for the appearance of Captain Fu- silier, who, on his white pony, could be seen where the fight was the thickest, leading on or encouraging his neighbors. His corn bins, his flocks and herds, were given to the public service without stint ; and no hungry, destitute Confederate was per- mitted to pass his door. Fusilier was twice captured, and on the first occasion was sent to Fortress Monroe, where he, with fifty other prisoners from my command, was embarked on the transport Maple Leaf for Fort Delaware. Reaching the capes of Chesapeake at nightfall, the prisoners suddenly attacked and overpowered the guard, ran the transport near to the beach in Princess Anne County, Virginia, landed, and made their way to Richmond, whence they rejoined me in Louisiana. Again taken, Fusilier escaped, while descending the Teche on a steam- er, by springing from the deck to seize the overhanging branch of a live oak. The guard fired on him, but darkness and the rapid movement of the steamer were in his favor, and he got off unhurt. I have dwelt somewhat on the characters of Mouton and Fu- silier, not only because of their great devotion to the Confed- eracy, but because there exists a wide-spread belief that the Creole race has become effete and nerveless. In the annals of time no breed has produced nobler specimens of manhood than these two ; and while descendants of the French colonists re- main on the soil of Louisiana, their names and characters should be reverenced as are those of Hampden and Sidney in England. To Berwick's Bay, a hundred and seventy-five miles from HO DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Alexandria. Here, on the eastern shore, was the terminus of the New Orleans and Opelousas railroad. A deep, navigable arm of the bay, called Bayou Boeuf , flows east of the station, which is on the island fronting the bay proper. Some engines and plant had been saved from the general wreck at New Or- leans, and the line was operated from the bay to Lafourche crossing, thirty miles. The intervening territory constitutes the parish of Terrebonne, with fertile, cultivated lands along the many bayous, and low swamps between. From Lafourche crossing to Algiers, opposite New Orleans, is fifty miles ; and, after leaving the higher ground adjacent to the Lafourche, the line plunges into swamps and marshes, impassable except on the embankment of the line itself. Midway of the above points, the Bayou des AHemands, outlet of the large lake of the same name, is crossed ; and here was a Federal post of some two hun- dred men with two field guns. On the west bank of the La- fourche, a mile or two above the railway crossing, and thirty- two miles below Donaldsonville, where the bayou leaves the Mississippi, lies the town of Thibodeaux, the most considerable place of this region. Navigable for steamers, whenever the waters of its parent river are high, restrained from inundation by levees on both banks, the Lafourche flows through the fertile and populous parishes of Assumption and Lafourche, and, after a sinuous course of some ninety miles, reaches the Gulf to the west of Barataria Bay. Above Thibodeaux there were no bridges, and communication between the opposite banks was kept up by ferries. One or two companies of mounted men, armed with fowling pieces, had been organized under authority from Governor Moore, and Colonel Waller's battalion of mounted riflemen had recently arrived from Texas. These constituted the Confederate army in this quarter. CHAPTEE VIII. ©PEKATTONS IN LOUISIANA AND ON THE MISSISSIPPI. Mention lias been made of the plundering expeditions of the Federals, and the post at Bayou des Allemands was reported as the especial center from which raids on the helpless inhabit- ants were undertaken. I determined to attempt the surprise and capture of this post, which could be reached from the river at a point fifty miles below Donaldsonville. My estate was in the immediate vicinity of this point, and the roads and paths through plantations and swamps were well known to me. Col- onel Waller was assigned to the duty, with minute instructions concerning roads and movements, and competent guides were furnished him. Moving rapidly by night, and, to escape obser- vation, avoiding the road near the river, Waller with his Tex- ans gained the enemy's rear, advanced on his camp, and, after a slight resistance, captured two companies of infantry and the guns. The captured arms and accouterments served to equip Waller's men, whose rifles were altered flintlocks and worthless, and the prisoners were sent to the Teche to be guarded by Fournet's Acadiens. This trifling success, the first in the State since the loss of IsTew Orleans, attracted attention, and the peo- ple rejoiced at the capture of the Des Allemands garrison as might those of Greece at the unearthing of the accomplished and classic thief Cacus. Indeed, the den of that worthy never contained such multifarious " loot " as did this Federal camp. Books, pictures, household furniture, finger rings, ear rings, breastpins and other articles of feminine adornment and wear, attested the catholic taste and temper of these patriots. Persuaded that the Federal commander at New Orleans, 112 » DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. General Benjamin F. Butler, was ignorant of the practices of his outlying detachments, I requested ex-Governor Wiekliffe of Louisiana, a non-combatant, to visit that officer under a flag of truce and call his attention to the subject. Duty to the suffer- ing population would force me to deal with perpetrators of such misdeeds as robbers rather than as soldiers. General Butler re- ceived Governor Wiekliffe politely, invited him to dine, and listened attentively tp his statements, then dismissed him without committing himself to a definite reply. However, the conduct complained of was speedily stopped, and, as I was informed, by orders from General Butler. This was the only intercourse I had with this officer during the war. Some months later he was relieved from command at New Orleans by General Banks, whose blunders served to endear him to President Lincoln, as did those of Yilleroy to his master, the fourteenth Louis. "When the good Scotch parson finished praying for all created beings and things, he requested his congregation to unite in asking a blessing for the " puir deil," who had no friends ; and General Butler has been so universally abused as to make it pleasant to say a word in his favor. Not that he needs assistance to defend himself ; for in the war of epithets he has proved his ability to hold his ground against all comers as successfully as did Count Robert of Paris with sword and lance. Preservation of the abundant supplies of the Lafourche country, and protectidn of the dense population from which re- cruits could be drawn, were objects of such importance as to justify the attempt to secure them with inadequate means. A few days after the Des Allemands affair, I was called to the north, and will for convenience anticipate events in this quarter during my absence. Minute instructions for his guid ance were given to Colonel Waller. The danger to be guarded against while operating on the river was pointed out, viz. : that the enemy might, from transports, throw forces ashore above and below him, at points where the swamps in the rear were im- passable ; and this trap Waller fell into. Most of his men es- caped by abandoning arms, horses, etc. Immunity from attack for some days had made them careless. Nothing compensates OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 113 for absence of discipline ; and the constant watchfulness, even when danger seems remote, that is necessary in war, can only be secured by discipline which makes »f duty a habit. Meanwhile, two skeleton regiments, the 18th Louisiana and Crescent, and a small battalion (Clack's) of infantry, with Semmes's and Ralston's batteries, reached me from east of the Mississippi, and were directed to the Lafourche. There also re- ported to me Brigadier Alfred Mouton, son of Governor Mouton, and a "West Pointer. This officer had been wounded at Shiloh, and was now ordered to command on the Lafourche. His in- structions were to make Thibodeaux his centre of concentration, to picket Bayou Des Allemands and Donaldsonville, thirty miles distant each, to secure early information of the enemy's movements, and to provide a movable floating bridge by which troops could cross the bayou, as the water was too low to admit steamers from the river. These same instructions had been given to the senior officer present before Mouton's arrival, but had been imperfectly executed. A feint on Des Allemands had induced the movement of nearly half the little force in that direction, and Mouton had scant time after he reached Thibo- deaux to correct errors before the enemy was upon him. In the last days of October the Federal General, "Weitzel,, brought up a force of some 4,000 from New Orleans, landed at Donaldsonville, and advanced down the Lafourche, on the west bank. There were Confederates on both sides of the bayou, but, having neglected their floating bridge, they could not unite., With his own, the 18th, the Crescent, Colonel McPheeters, and the four-gun battery of Captain Ralston — in all 500 men — Colo- nel Armand resisted "Weitzel's advance at Labadieville, eight miles above Thibodeaux. The fighting was severe, and Armand only retired after his ammunition was exhausted ; but he lost many killed and wounded, and some few prisoners. Colonel McPheeters was among the former, and Captains Ralston and Story among the latter. The loss of the Federals prevented "Weitzel'from attempting a pursuit ; and Mouton, who deemed it necessary to retire across Berwick's Bay, was not interrupted in his movement. "With his forces well in hand, Mouton. would 8 114 i DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". have defeated Weitzel and retained possession of the Lafourche country. The causes of his failure to concentrate have been pointed out. Information <3f these untoward events reached me on the road from the north, and I arrived at Berwick's Bay as Mouton was crossing. To return to the time of departure from the Lafourche. Several days were passed at New Iberia in attention to a matter of much interest. Some eight miles to the southwest of the village there rises from the low prairie and salt marsh, at the head of Yermilion Bay, an island of high land, near a thousand acres in extent. Connected with the mainland by a causeway of some length, the island was the property and residence of Judge Avery. A small bayou, Petit Anse, navigable for light craft, approached the western side and wound through the marsh to Yermilion Bay. Salt wells had long been known to exist on the island, and some salt had been boiled there. The want of salt was severely felt in the Confederacy, our only con- siderable source of supply being in southwestern Yirginia, whence there were limited facilities for distribution. Judge Avery began to boil salt for neighbors, and, desiring to increase the flow of brine by deepening his wells, came unexpectedly upon a bed of pure rock salt, which proved to be of immense extent. Intelligence of this reached me at New Iberia, and induced me to visit the island. The salt was from fifteen to twenty feet below the surface, and the overlying soil was soft and friable. Devoted to our cause, Judge Avery placed his mine at my dis- position for the use of the Government. Many negroes were assembled to get out salt, and a packing establishment was or- ganized at New Iberia to cure beef. During succeeding months large quantities of salt, salt beef, sugar, and molasses were trans- ported by steamers to Yicksburg, Port Hudson, and other points east of the Mississippi. Two companies of infantry and a sec- tion of artillery were posted on the island to preserve order among the workmen, and secure it against a sudden raid of the enemy, who later sent a gunboat up the Petit Anse to shell the mine, but the gunboat became entangled in the marsh and was impotent. OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. . 115 At Alexandria, where every effort was made to collect ma- terial, but without funds and among a depressed people, prog- ress was slow. It was necessary to visit Monroe, the chief place of the important Washita country * and I was further impelled thereto by dispatches from Richmond advising me that Lieu- tenant-General Pemberton had been assigned to command of the country east of the Mississippi, and that it was important for me to meet him, in order to secure cooperation on the river. I rode the distance, via Monroe, to a point opposite Yicksburg, over two hundred miles, excepting forty miles east of Monroe, where the railway was in operation. The eastern half of the line, from Bayou Macon to the Mississippi, had been broken up by the great flood of the .previous spring. Near Bayou Macon was encamped Colonel Henry Grey with his recently organized regiment, the 28th infantry. "With- out much instruction and badly equipped, its material was ex- cellent, and there were several officers of some experience, notably Adjutant Blackman, who had accompanied my old regi- ment, the 9th, to Yirginia, where he had seen service. The men were suffering from camp diseases incident to new troops, and Colonel Grey was directed to move, by easy marches to the Teche. In the low country between the Magon and the Missis- sippi were some mounted men under Captain Harrison. Resi- dents of this region, they understood the intricate system of swamps and bayous by which it is characterized, and furnished me guides to Yicksburg. Yicksburg lies on the hills where the river forms a deep re- entering angle. The peninsula on the opposite or western bank is several miles in length, narrow, and, when the waters are up, impassable except along the river's bank. It was through this peninsula that the Federals attempted, by digging a canal, to pass their gunboats and turn the Yicksburg batteries. The po- sition of the town with reference to approach from the west was marked by me at the time, and should be borne in mind. General Pemberton, who was at Jackson, came to Yicksburg to meet me, and we discussed methods of cooperation. It was of vital importance to control the section of the Mississippi re- 116 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. ceiving the Red and Washita Rivers. By so doing connection would be preserved between the two parts of the Confederacy, and troops and supplies crossed at will. Port Hudson, some forty miles below the entrance of Red River, was as favorably situated as Vicksburg above : for there again the hills touched the river and commanded it. My operations on the Lafourche had induced the enemy to withdraw from Baton Rouge, fifteen miles below, and one or two heavy guns were already mounted at Port Hudson. Pemberton engaged to strengthen the position at once. As there were many steamers in the Red and Washita, I undertook to supply Yicksburg and Port Hudson with corn, forage, sugar, molasses, cattle, and salt ; and this was done be- yond the ability of the garrisons to store or remove them. Quantities of these supplies were lying on the river's bank when the surrenders of the two places occurred. A Pennsylvanian by birth, Pemberton graduated from West Point in 1837, and was assigned to an artillery regiment. His first station was in South Carolina, and he there formed his early friendships. The storm of "nullification" had not yet subsided, and Pemberton imbibed the tenets of the Calhoun school. In 1843 or 1844 I met him for the first time on the Niagara frontier, and quite remember my surprise at his State- rights utterances, unusual among military men at that period. During the war with Mexico he was twice bre vetted for gallan- try in action. Later, he married a lady of Virginia, which may have tended to confirm his political opinions. At the be- ginning of civil strife he was in Minnesota, commanding a bat- talion of artillery, and was ordered to Washington. Arrived there with his command, he resigned his commission in the United States army, went to Richmond, and offered his sword to the Confederacy without asking for rank. Certainly he must have been actuated by principle alone ; for he had everything to gain by remaining on the Northern side. In the summer of 1862 General Yan Dorn, commanding east of the Mississippi, proclaimed martial law, which he ex- plained to the people to be the will of the commander. Though a Mississippian by birth, such a storm was excited against Yan OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 117 Dorn in that State that President Davis found it necessary to supersede him, and Pemberton was created a lieutenant-general for the purpose. Davis could have known nothing of Pember- ton except that his military record was good, and it is difficult to foresee that a distinguished subordinate will prove incompe- tent in command. Errors can only be avoided by confining the selection of generals to tradespeople, politicians, and newspaper men without military training or experience. These are all great commanders d'etat, and universally succeed. The inca- pacity of Pemberton for independent command, manifested in the ensuing campaign, was a great misfortune to the Confed- eracy, but did not justify aspersions on his character and mo- tives. The public howled, gnashed its teeth, and lashed itself into a beautiful rage. He had joined the South for the express purpose of betraying it, and this was clearly proven by the fact that he surrendered on the 4th of July, a day sacred to the Yan- kees. Had he chosen any other day, his guilt would not have been so well established ; but this particular day lacerated the tenderest sensibilities of Southern hearts. President Davis should have known all about it; and yet he made a pet of Pemberton. " Yox populi, vox diaboli." Returned to Alexandria, I met my chief of artillery and ordnance, Major J. L. Brent, just arrived from the east with some arms and munitions, winch he had remained to bring with him. This officer had served on the staff of General Magruder in the Peninsular and Richmond campaigns, after which, learn- ing that I was ordered to Louisiana, where he had family con- nections, he applied to serve with me. Before leaving Richmond I had several interviews with him, and was favorably impressed. A lawyer by profession, Major Brent knew nothing of mili- tary affairs at the outbreak of the war, but speedily acquainted himself with the technicalities of his new duties. Devoted to work, his energy and administrative ability were felt in every direction. Batteries were equipped, disciplined, and drilled. Leather was tanned, harness made, wagons built, and a little workshop, established at New Iberia by Governor Moore, became important as an arsenal of construction. The lack of paper for 118 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. cartridges was embarrassing, and most of the country newspa- pers were stopped for want of material. Brent discovered a quantity of wall paper in the shops at Franldin, New Iberia, etc., and used it for cartridges ; and a journal published at Franklin was printed on this paper. A copy of it would be " a sight " to Mr. Walter and the staff of the " Thunderer." The esprit de corps of Brent's artillery was admirable, and its conduct and efficiency in action unsurpassed. Serving with wild horsemen, unsteady and unreliable for want of discipline, officers and men learned to fight their guns without supports. True, Brent had under his command many brilliant young officers, whose names will appear in this narrative ; but his impress was upon all, and he owes it to his command to publish an account of the services of the artillery in western Louisiana. En route to Lafourche, I learned of the action at Labadieville, and hurried on to Berwick's Bay, which Mouton had just crossed, and in good time ; for Federal gunboats entered from the Gulf immediately after. Their presence some hours earlier would have been uncomfortable for Mouton. It is curious to recall the ideas prevailing in the first years of the war about gunboats. To the wide-spread terror inspired by them may be ascribed the loss of Fort Donelson and New Orleans. Omne ignotum pro magnifico ; and it was popularly believed that the destructive powers of these monsters were not to be resisted. Time proved that the lighter class of boats, called " tin-clads," were helpless against field guns, while heavy iron-clads could be driven off by riflemen protected by the timber and levees along streams. To fire ten-inch guns at skirmishers, widely disposed and under cover, was very like snipe-shooting with twelve-pounders ; and in narrow waters gunboats required troops on shore for their protection. Penetrated in all directions by watercourses navigable when* the Mississippi was at flood, my " district " was especially ex- posed, and every little bayou capable of floating a cock-boat called loudly for forts and heavy guns. . Ten guns, thirty-two- and twenty-four-pounders, of those thrown into the water at Barataria and Berwick's Bays after the surrender of New Or- OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 119 leans, had been recovered, and were mounted for defense. To protect Red River against anything that might chance to run the batteries of Vieksburg and Port Hudson, two thirty-twos were placed in position on the south bank, thirty odd miles below Alexandria, where the high ground of Avoyelles Prairie touches the river ; and for the same purpose two guns were mounted at Harrisonburg on the west bank of the Washita. An abrupt hill approached the river at this point, and commanded it. The presence of gunboats in Berwick's Bay made it neces- sary to protect the Atchaf alaya also ; for access to the Red and "Washita could be had by it. As yet, the waters were too low to navigate Grand Lake ; but it was now [November, and the winter flood must be expected. Some twelve miles from St. Martinsville on the Teche was a large mound on the west bank of the Atchafalaya, called " Butte a la Rose." A short distance above the point, where the river expands into Grand Lake, this " Butte " was the only place for many miles not submerged when the waters were up. The country between it and the Teche was almost impassable even in the dry season — a region of lakes, bayous, jungle, and bog. I succeeded in making my way through to inspect the position, the only favorable one on the river, and with much labor two twenty-fours were taken there and mount- ed. Forts Beauregard on the Washita, De Russy on the Red, and Burton on the Atchafalaya, were mere water batteries to prevent the passage of gunboats, and served that purpose. It was not supposed that they could be held against serious land attacks, and but fifty to a hundred riflemen were posted at each to project the gunners from boats' crews. During the floods of the previous spring many steamers had been brought away from New Orleans, and with others a pow- erful tow-boat, the Webb, now lying at Alexandria, and the Cotton. This last, a large river steamer, was in the lower Teche in charge of Captain Puller, a western steamboat man, and one of the bravest of a bold, daring class. He desired to convert the Cotton into a gunboat, and was assisted to the extent of his means by Major Brent, who furnished two twenty-fours and a field piece for armament. An attempt was made to protect the 120 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". boilers and machinery with cotton bales and railway iron, of which we had a small quantity, and a volunteer crew was put on board, Fuller in command. Midway between Berwick's Bay and Franklin, or some thir- teen miles from each, near the Bisland estate, the high ground from Grand Lake on the east to Vermilion Bay on the west is re- duced to a narrow strip of some two thousand yards, divided by the Teche. Here was the best position in this quarter for a small force ; and Mouton, who had now ten guns and about thirteen hundred men, was directed to hold it, with scouts and pickets toward Berwick's. A floating bridge, of the kind de- scribed, was just above the position, and two others farther up stream afforded ready communication across the bayou. A light earthwork was thrown up from Grand Lake Marsh to the Teche, and continued west to the embankment of the uncompleted Opelousas Railway, which skirted the edge of Yermilion Marsh. The objection to this position was the facility of turning it by a force embarking at Berwick's, entering Grand Lake immedi- ately above, and landing at Hutchin's, not far from Franklin, through which last passed the only line of retreat from Bisland. This danger was obvious, but the people were so depressed by our retreat from Lafourche that it was necessary to fight even with this risk. Weitzel had followed slowly after Mouton-, and now, in con- nection with gunboats, made little attacks on our pickets below Bisland ; but I knew his force to be too small to attempt any- thing serious. In these affairs Fuller was always forward with the Cotton, though her boilers were inadequately protected, and she was too large and unwieldy to be handled in the narrow Teche. Meanwhile, I was much occupied in placing guns on the rivers at the points mentioned, getting out recruits for the two skeleton infantry regiments, consolidating independent companies, and other work of administration. In the first days of January, 1863, Weitzel's force was in- creased to forty-five hundred men (see " Report on the Conduct of the War," vol. ii., p. 307) ; and on the 11th of the month, ac- companied by gunboats, he advanced up the Teche and drove in OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 121 Mouton's pickets. Left unprotected by the retreat of the pick- t ets, the Cotton was assailed on all sides. Fuller fought man- fully, responding to the fire of the enemy's boats with his twenty-fours, and repulsing the riflemen on either bank with his field piece. His pilots were killed and he had an arm broken, but he worked the wheel with his feet, backing up the bayou, as from her great length the boat could not be turned in the narrow channel. ]STight stopped the enemy's advance, and Mouton, deeming his force too weak to cope with "Weitzel, turned the Cotton across the bayou, and scuttled and burned her to arrest the further progress of the Federal boats. Weit- zel returned to Berwick's, having accomplished his object, the destruction of the Cotton, supposed by the Federals to be a formidable iron-clad. Much disturbed by the intelligence of these events, as they tended still further to depress public sentiment and increase the dread of gunboats, I went to Bisland and tried to convince officers and men that these tin-clads could not resist the rapid fire of field guns, when within range. At distances the thirty- pound Parrotts of the boats had every advantage, but this would be lost by bringing them to close quarters. During my stay several movements from Berwick's were reported, and Mouton and I went down with a battery to meet them, hoping to illus- trate my theory of the proper method of fighting gunboats; but the enemy, who intended nothing beyond annoyance, always retired before we could reach him. Yet this gave confidence to our men. The two twenty-fours removed from the wreck of the Cot- ton were mounted in a work on the west bank of the Teche, to command the bayou and road, and the line of breastworks was strengthened. Some recruits joined, and Mouton felt able to hold the lines at Bisland against the force in his front. In the last days of January, 1863, General Grant, with a large army, landed on the west bank of the Mississippi and be- gan operations against Yicksburg, a fleet of gunboats under Admiral Porter cooperating with him. The river was now in flood, and the Federals sought, by digging a canal through the 122 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. narrow peninsula opposite Yicksburg, to pass their fleet below the place without exposing it to fire from the batteries. Many- weeks were devoted to this work, which in the end was aban- doned. In February the Federal gunboat Queen of the "West, armed with a thirty-pound Parrott and five field guns, ran the batteries at Yicksburg and caused much alarm on the river be- low. The tow-boat Webb, before mentioned, had powerful machinery and was very fast, and I determined to use her as a ram and attempt the destruction of the Queen. A thirty-two- pounder, rifled and banded, was mounted forward, some cotton bales stuffed around her boilers, and a volunteer crew organ- ized. Pending these preparations I took steamer at Alexandria and went down to Port De Pussy, and thence to Butte a la Rose, which at this season could only be reached by river. The little garrison of sixty men, with their two twenty-fours, had just before driven off some gunboats, attempting to ascend the Atchafalaya from Berwick's Bay. Complimenting them on their success and warning them of the presence of the Queen in our waters, I turned back, hoping to reach De Pussy ; but at Simmsport, on the west bank of the Atchafalaya, a mile or two below the point at which it leaves the Ped, I learned that the Federal boat had passed up the latter river, followed by one of our small steamers captured on the Mississippi. Accompanied by Major Levy, an officer of capacity and experience, I took horse and rode across country to De Pussy, thirty miles. It was the 14th of February, a cold, rainy day ; and as we emerged from the swamps of Deglaize on to the prairie of Avoyelles, the rain changed to sleet and hail, with a fierce north wind. Occasional gusts were so sharp that our cattle refused to face them and compelled us to halt. Suddenly, reports of heavy guns came from the direction of De Pussy, five miles away. Spurring our unwilling horses through the storm, we reached the river as night fell, and saw the Queen of the "West lying against the opposite shore, enveloped in steam. A boat was manned and sent over to take possession. A wounded offi- cer, with a surgeon in charge, and four men, were found on board. The remainder of the crew had passed through the OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 123 forest to the captured steamer below, embarked, and made off down river. A shot from De Russy had cut a steam pipe and the tiller rope, but in other respects the Queen was not materi- ally injured. She was an ordinary river steamer, with her bow strengthened for ramming. A heavy bulwark for protection against sharp-shooters, and with embrasures for field guns, sur- rounded her upper deck. Pushing on to Alexandria, I found the wildest alarm and confusion. The arrival of the Federal gunboat was momen- tarily expected, and the intelligence of her capture was hardly credited. The "Webb was dispatched to overtake the escaped crew of the Queen, and the latter towed up to Alexandria for repairs. Entering the Mississippi, the Webb went up river, sighted the escaped steamer, and was rapidly overhauling her, when there appeared, coming down, a heavy iron-clad that had passed the Yicksburg batteries. This proved to be the India- nola, armed with two eleven-inch guns forward and two nine- inch aft, all in iron casemates. The ."Webb returned to De Russy with this information, which was forwarded to Alexan- dria. "We had barely time to congratulate ourselves on the cap- ture of the Queen before the appearance of the Indianola de- prived us again of the navigation of the great river, so vital to our cause. To attempt the destruction of such a vessel as the Indianola with our limited means seemed madness ; yet volun- teers for the work promptly offered themselves. Major Brent took command of the expedition, with Captain McCloskey, staff quartermaster, on the Queen, and Charles Pierce, a brave steamboatman, on the "Webb. On the 19th of February Brent went down to De Russy with the Queen, me- chanics still working on repairs, and there called for volunteer crews from the garrison. These were furnished at once, sixty for the "Webb under Lieutenant Handy, seventy for the Queen, on which boat Brent remained. There were five and twenty more than desired ; but, in their eagerness to go, many Texans and Louisianians smuggled themselves aboard. The fighting part of the expedition was soon ready, but there was difficulty about stokers. Some planters from the upper Red River had brought 124: DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". down their slaves to De Russy to labor on earthworks, but they positively refused to furnish stokers for the boats. It was a curious feature of the war that the Southern people would cheer- fully send their sons to battle, but kept their slaves out of dan- ger. Having exhausted his powers of persuasion to no purpose, Major Brent threw some men ashore, surrounded a gang of negroes at work, captured the number necessary, and departed. A famous din was made by the planters, and continued until their negroes were safely returned. In the night of the 22d of February the expedition, followed by a tender, entered the Mississippi, and met a steamer from Port Hudson, with two hundred men, sent up by General Gar- diner to destroy the Queen of the West, the capture of which was unknown. This, a frail river boat without protection for her boilers, could be of no service ; but she followed Brent up the river, keeping company with his tender. On the 23d Natchez was reached, and here the formidable character of the Indianola was ascertained. "While steaming up river in search of the enemy, the crews were exercised at the guns, the dis- charge of which set fire to the cotton protecting the boilers of the Queen. This was extinguished with difficulty, and showed an additional danger, to be guarded against by wetting the cot- ton thoroughly. Arrived in the afternoon of the 24th at a point sixty miles below Yicksburg, Brent learned that the In- dianola was but a short distance ahead, with a coal barge lashed on each side. He determined to attack in the night, to diminish the chances of the enemy's fire. It was certain that a shell from one of the eleven- or nine-inch guns would destroy either of his boats. At 10 p. m. the Indianola was seen near the western shore, some thousand yards distant, and the Queen, followed by the Webb, was driven with full head of steam directly upon her, both boats having their lights obscured. The momentum of the Queen was so great as to cut through the coal barge and in- dent the iron plates of the Indianola, disabling by the shock the engine that worked her paddles. As the Queen backed out the Webb dashed in at full speed, and tore away the remaining coal OPERATIONS IE" LOUISIANA, ETC. 125 barge. Both the forward guns fired at the Webb, but missed her. Returning to the charge, the Queen struck the Indianola abaft the paddle box, crushing her frame and loosening some plates of armor, but received the fire of the guns from the rear casemates. One shot carried away a dozen bales of cotton on the right side ; the other, a shell, entered the forward port-hole on the left and exploded, killing six men and disabling two field pieces. Again the Webb followed the Queen, struck near the same spot, pushing aside the iron plates and crushing tim- bers. Yoices from the Indianola announced the surrender, and that she was sinking. As she was near the western shore, not far below Grant's army, Major Brent towed her to the opposite side, then in our possession, where, some distance from the bank, she sank on a bar, her gun deck above water. Thus we regained control of our section of the Mississippi, and by an action that for daring will bear comparison with any recorded of Kelson or Dundonald. Succeeding events at Yicksburg and Gettysburg so obscured this one, that in justice to the officers and men engaged it has seemed to me a duty to recount it. Brent returned to Red River, with his boats much shattered by the fray ; and before we could repair them, Admiral Farra- gut with several ships of war passed Port Hudson, and the navi- gation of the great river was permanently lost to us. Of the brave and distinguished Admiral Farragut, as of General Grant, it can be said that he always respected non-combatants and prop- erty, and made war only against armed men. In the second week of March a brigade of mounted Texans, with a four-gun battery, reached Opelousas, and was directed to Bisland on the lower Teche. This force numbered thirteen hundred, badly armed ; and to equip it exhausted the resources of the little arsenal at New Iberia. Under Brigadier Sibley, it had made a campaign into New Mexico and defeated the Federals in some minor actions, in one of which, Yalverde, the four guns had been captured. The feeble health of Sibley caused his retirement a few days after he reached the Teche, and Colonel Thomas Green, a distinguished soldier, succeeded 126 DESTRUCTION AND REOONSTEUOTIOK to the command of the brigade. The men were hardy and many of the officers brave and zealous, but the value of these qualities was lessened by lack of discipline. In this, however, they surpassed most of the mounted men who subsequently joined me, discipline among these "shining by its utter ab- sence." Their experience in war was limited to hunting down Comanches and Lipans, and, as in all new societies, distinctions of rank were unknown. Officers and men addressed each other as Tom, Dick, or Harry, and had no more conception of mili- tary gradations than of the celestial hierarchy of the poets. I recall an illustrative circumstance. A mounted regiment arrived from Texas, which I rode out to inspect. The profound silence in the camp seemed evidence of good order. The men were assembled under the shade of some trees, seated on the ground, and much absorbed. Drawing near, I found the colonel seated in the center, with a blanket spread before him, on which he was dealing the fascinating game of monte. Learning that I would not join the sport, this worthy officer abandoned his amusement with some displeasure. It was a scene for that illus- trious inspector Colonel Martinet to have witnessed. There also arrived from the east, in the month of March, 1863, to take command of the " Trans-Mississippi Department," Lieutenant-General E. Kirby Smith, which " department," in- cluding the States of Missouri, Arkansas, Louisiana, and Texas, and the Indian Territory, with claims on New Mexico, extended over some millions of square miles. The occupation of a large part of this region by the Federals would have spared General Smith some embarrassments, had he not given much of his mind to the recovery of his lost empire, to the detriment of the portion yet in his possession ; and the substance of Louisiana and Texas was staked against the shadow of Missouri and northern Arkansas. General E. Kirby Smith graduated from. West Point in 1845, in time to see service in the war with Mexico. Resign- ing from the United States cavalry to join the Confederacy, he moved with General Joseph E. Johnston's forces from the Yal- ley to reenforce Beauregard at Manassas, where he was wounded OPERATIONS IN LOUISIANA, ETC. 127 while bringing up some troops to our left. Commanding in eastern Tennessee in the summer of 1862, lie led a force into Kentucky through Cumberland Gap, to cooperate with Bragg. At Richmond, Kentucky, a body of Federals was driven off, and Smith moved north to Lexington and Frankfort; after which his column was absorbed by Bragg's army. The senior general west of the Mississippi, Holmes, was in Arkansas, where he had accomplished nothing except to lose five thousand of his best troops, captured at Arkansas Post by General Sherman. It was advisable to supersede Holmes ; and, though he proved unequal to extended command, Smith, from his training and services, seemed an excellent selection. General Smith re- mained for several weeks in Alexandria, when he was driven away by the enemy's movements. The military situation of my immediate command was explained to him. To reopen the navigation of the Mississippi was the great desire of the Federal Government, and especially of the "West- ern people, and was mTfkifested by declarations and acts. Grant was operating against Yicksburg, and Banks would certainly undertake the reduction of Port Hudson ; but it was probable that he would first clear the west bank of the Mississippi to prevent interruption of his communications with New Orleans, threatened so long as we had a force on the lower Atchafalaya and Teche. Banks had twenty thousand men for the field, while my force, including Green's Texans, would not exceed twenty-seven hundred, with many raw recruits, and badly equipped. The position at Bisland might be held against a front attack, but could be turned by the way of Grand Lake. "With five thousand infantry I would engage to prevent the investment of Port Hudson ; and as such a reenf orcement must come from Holmes, and could not reach me for a month, I hoped immediate orders would be issued. On the 28th of March "Weitzel, who had been quiet at Ber wick's Bay for some time, sent the gunboat Diana, accompanied by a land force, up the Teche to drive in our pickets. The capture of the Queen of the "West and destruction of the India- nola had impaired the prestige of gunboats, and the troops at 128 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. Bisland were eager to apply my theory of attacking them at close quarters. The enemy's skirmishers were driven off; a section of the "Yalverde" battery, Captain Sayres, rapidly advanced ; the fire of the gunboat was silenced in a moment, and she surrendered, with two companies of infantry on board. She was armed with a thirty-pounder Parrott and two field guns, and had her boilers protected by railway iron. Moved up to Bisland, her "Parrott" became a valuable adjunct to our line of defense. CHAPTEK IX. ATTACKED BY THE FEDERALS ATTEMPT TO EELIEVE VICKSBTTEG CAPTUEE OF BEEWICK's BAT. Inceeased activity of the enemy at Berwick's Bay in the first days of April indicated an advance ; and to guard against the danger from Grand Lake, Fuller, whose wounds in the Cot- ton affair were partially healed, was sent to Alexandria to com- plete repairs on the Queen and convert one or two other steam- ers into gunboats. It was hoped that he might harass the enemy on Grand Lake, delay the landing of troops, and aid the little garrison at Butte a la Rose in defending the Atchaf alaya. Ful- ler was as energetic as brave, but the means at his disposal were very limited. Accompanied by a tender, he descended the Atchafalaya on the Queen, leaving orders for his steamers to follow as soon as they were armed. They failed to reach him, and his subsequent fate will be mentioned. On the 10th of April the enemy had assembled at Berwick's sixteen thousand men under "Weitzel, Emory, and Grover (" Re- port on the Conduct of the "War," vol. ii., page 309). On the 12th Weitzel and Emory, twelve thousand strong, advanced up the Teche against Bisland, while Grover, with four thousand men, embarked on transports to turn our position by Grand Lake. "Weitzel and Emory came in sight of our lines before nightfall, threw forward skirmishers, opened guns at long range, and bi- vouacked ; and our scouts reported the movement on the lake. My dispositions were as follows : Mouton, with six hundred men and six guns, held the left from the lake to the Teche. The Diana in the bayou and two twenty-fours on the right bank guarded the stream and the main road ; and sixteen hundred 9 130 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. men, with twelve guns, prolonged the line to the railway em- bankment on our extreme right, held by Green with his dis- mounted horsemen. One of Green's regiments, Colonel Reilly, the 2d Louisiana cavalry, Colonel Yincent, recently embodied, and a section of guns, were at Hutchin's Point on Grand Lake. The cannonading ceased at dark, and when all was quiet I rode up to Franklin, thirteen miles, to look after my rear. A staff officer had been previously sent to direct the removal of stores from ISTew Iberia, order down Clack's battalion, some ninety men, from the salt mines, and communicate with Fuller at Butte a la Rose ; but the country around the Butte was flooded, and he was unable to reach it. Above Franklin the Teche makes a great bend to the east and approaches Grand Lake at Hutchin's Point, where there was a shell bank, and a good road leading to the high ground along the bayou. The road to ISTew Iberia leaves the Teche at Frank- lin to avoid this bend, and runs due north across the prairie. Just clear of the village it enters a small wood, through which flows a sluggish stream, the Bayou Yokely, crossed by a bridge. In the wood and near the stream the ground was low and boggy, impassable for wagons except on a causeway. The distance from Hutchin's Point to Yokely Bridge was less than that from Bisland ; and this bridge, held by the enemy, made escape from the latter place impossible ; yet to retreat without fighting was, in the existing condition of public sentiment, to abandon Loui- siana. I remained at Franklin until after midnight, when, learning from Eeilly that no landing had been made at Hutchin's, I re- turned to Bisland. The enemy was slow in moving on the 13th, apparently waiting for the effect of his turning movement to be felt. As the day wore on he opened his guns, and gradu- ally increased his fire until it became very heavy. Many of his field pieces were twenty-pounder Parrotts, to which we had nothing to reply except the Parrott on the Diana and the twen- ty-fours ; and, as our supply of ammunition was small, Major Brent desired to reserve it for an emergency. "With the exception of Green's command, the troops on the ATTACKED BY THE FEDEKALS. 131 right of the Teche were raw, and had never been in action. As shot and shell tore over the breastwork behind which they were lying, much consternation was exhibited, and it was manifest that an assault, however feeble, would break a part of the line. It was absolutely necessary to give the men some morale ; and, mounting the breastwork, I made a cigarette, struck fire with my hriquet, and walked up and down, smoking. Near the line was a low tree with spreading branches, which a young officer, Bradford by name, proposed to climb, so as to have a better view. I gave him my field glass, and this plucky youngster sat in his tree as quietly as in a chimney corner, though the branches around were cut away. These examples, especially that of Cap- tain Bradford, gave confidence to the men, who began to expose themselves, and some casualties were suffered in consequence. From the extreme right Colonel Green sent word that his corner was uncomfortably hot, and I found it so. The battery near him was cut up, its captain, Sayres, severely wounded, and Major Brent withdrew it. Green was assured that there were no places on our line particularly cool, and there was nothing to be done but submit to the pounding. A heavy fire was concentrated on the twenty-fours and the Diana. Captain Semmes, son of Admiral Semmes of Alabama fame, and an officer of much coolness in action, had been de- tached from his battery and placed in command of the boat. A message from him informed me that the Diana was disabled. She was lying against the bank under a severe fire. The waters of the bayou seemed to be boiling like a kettle. An officer came to the side of the boat to speak to me, but before he could open his mouth a shell struck him, and he disappeared as sud- denly as Harlequin in a pantomine. Semmes then reported his condition. Conical shells from the enemy's Parrotts had pierced the railway iron, killed and wounded several of his gunners and crew, and cut a steam pipe. Fortunately, he had kept down his fires, or escaping steam would have driven every one from the boat. It was necessary to take her out of fire for repairs. To lose even temporarily our best gun, the thirty-pounder, was hard, but there was no help for it. 132 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. During the day staff officers were frequently sent to Mouton to ascertain his condition ; and, as the bridge over which they passed was in the line of fire directed on the Diana and the twenty-fours, the promenade was not a holiday affair. Several times in the afternoon the enemy appeared to be forming for an assault ; and after my men had become steady, I hoped an attack would be made, feeling confident of repuls- ing it. ISTight brought quiet, and no report came from Reilly at Hutchin's. No news seemed good news ; for I would have ample time to provide against a debarkation north of Hutchin's. The force at Bisland was in fine spirits. Protected by the breast- work, we had suffered but little ; and the Diana was expected to resume her position before morning. At 9 p. m. appeared Colonel Reilly to make the following re- port : The enemy had landed at Hutchin's, several thousand strong, with artillery, and advanced to the Teche, pushing our people back to and through Franklin. Reilly had left his com- mand in camp below Franklin, toward Bisland, but thought the enemy had not reached the village at nightfall. Here was pleas- ant intelligence ! There was no time to ask questions. I ho^ed to cut my way through, but feared the loss of wagons and ma- terial. Mouton was directed to withdraw from the left bank of the bayou, start the artillery and trains to Franklin, and follow with the infantry. Green, with his mounted men and a section of guns, was to form the rear guard ; and Semmes was told to hurry his repairs and get the Diana to Franklin by dawn. As there was no means of removing the two twenty-fours, they were to be disabled. Leaving Major Brent to look after his artillery and Major Levy to superintend the prompt execution of orders, I rode for Franklin, taking Reilly with me. Reach- ing his camp, three miles from the town, I found the men sleep- ing and the trains parked, though the enemy was so near at hand. The camp was aroused, the troops were ordered under arms, and Reilly left to move up at once, with his trains fol- lowing. Two hours after midnight, and the village of Franklin was ATTACKED BY THE FEDERALS. 133 as silent as the grave. Beyond the last honses, toward New Iberia, a faint light from some camp fires could be seen. "Were the Federals in possession of the road ? Approaching the fires cautiously, I saw a sentinel walking his post, and, as he passed between me and the light, marked his ragged Confederate garb. Major Clack had reached this point after dark, and intended to resume his march to Bisland in the morning. He speedily got his little band under arms, and in the darkness we beat the wood to our right. Not a picket nor scout was found, and Yokely Causeway and Bridge were safe. From the farther edge of the wood, in open fields, Federal camp fires were visible. It was a wonderful chance. Grover had stopped just short of the prize. Thirty minutes would have given him the wood and bridge, closing the trap on my force. Eeilly, with his own and Yin- cent's regiments of horse and the two guns, came up. The guns were placed on the road near the Teche, with orders to stand fast. Reilly and Yincent dismounted their men, sent horses well to the rear, and formed line in the wood to the left of the guns, with Clack to the left of Yincent. The first light of dawn made objects visible and aroused the Federals, some two hundred yards distant. Advancing rapidly from the wood, our line poured in a fire and rushed forward with a shout. Taken by surprise, the Federals fell back, leav- ing a battery on their right exposed. To prevent the sleepy gunners from opening, I rode straight on the guns, followed by my staff and four mounted couriers, and the gunners made off. All this was easy enough. Surprise and the uncertain light had favored us ; but broad day exposed our weakness, and the enemy threw forward a heavy line of skirmishers. It was necessary for us to regain the wood, now four hundred yards to the rear. Officers behaved admirably in seconding my efforts to encour- age and steady their men and keep them well in hand. Our two guns on the road fired rapidly and effectively, but the Fed- erals came on in numbers, and their fire began to tell. Reilly was killed, Yincent wounded in the neck, and many others went down. At this moment the peculiar whistle of a Parrott shell was heard, and Semmes appeared with the Diana. 134 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. The enemy's advance was arrested ; Gray's infantry from Bisland came up ; the wood was occupied ; Mouton with the re- maining infantry arrived, and all danger was over. Green, in command of the rear guard, showed great vigor, and prevented Emory and "Weitzel from pressing the trains. Besides the twen- ty-fours mentioned, one gun of Cornay's battery, disabled in the action of the 13th, was left at Bisland, and with these exceptions every wagon, pot, or pan was brought off. Two months later these guns were recaptured, much to the delight of our men. The trains over Yokely Bridge and on the road to New Iberia, Mouton skillfully withdrew from Grover's front as Green en- tered Franklin from below. To facilitate this, Semmes was di- rected to work the Diana's gun to the last moment, then get ashore with his crew, and blow up the boat. "With his usual coolness Semmes carried out his instructions, but, remaining too long near the Diana to witness the explosion he had arranged, was captured. The object sought in holding on to Bisland was attained. From this time forward I had the sympathy and support of the people, and my troops were full of confidence. Our retreat to Opelousas, by New Iberia and Yermilionville, was undisturbed, Green with his horse keeping the enemy in check. Indeed, the pursuit was without energy or vigor. The first defensible posi- tion was at the Bayou Yermilion, thirty miles south of Opelou- sas. Here, after an action of some warmth, the enemy was held back until night and the bridge destroyed. From Opelousas the infantry, by easy marches, moved to and up the valley of the Red River, where supplies were abundant. The country was open, and the great superiority of his numbers enabled the enemy to do as he liked. Mouton, with Green's horse, marched west of Opelousas. It was hoped that he could find subsistence between that place and the Mermentou River, and be in position to fall on the enemy's rear and capture any small force left on the Teche. I supposed that the Federal army, after reaching Alex- andria, would turn to the east, cross the Mississippi, and invest Port Hudson ; and this supposition proved to be correct. Meantime, accompanied by a tender, Fuller on the Queen ATTACKED BY THE FEDEKALS. 135 entered Grand Lake on the 13th, expecting his two armed steam- ers to follow. On the morning of the 14th the Federal gun- boats from Berwick's Bay appeared, and Fuller, dispatching the tender up the Atchafalaya to hasten his steamers, prepared for action, as he doubtless would have done in presence of Ad- miral Farragut's fleet. A shell set fire to the Queen, and Fuller with his crew was captured. On the 20th the enemy's gunboats, assisted by four companies of infantry, captured Butte a la Rose with two twenty-four-pounders and sixty men. Semmes, Fuller, and the prisoners taken from the Queen and at the Butte, were on the transport Maple Leaf with Captain Fusilier, and escaped in the manner related, excepting Fuller, who from wounds re- ceived in his last action was unable to walk. Remaining in charge of the Maple Leaf until his friends were ashore, he re- stored her to the Federals, was taken to Fort Delaware, and died in prison. A braver man never lived. The Federal army reached Opelousas on the 20th of April, and remained there until the 5th of May, detained by fear of Mouton's horse to the west. Unfortunately, this officer was forced by want of supplies to move to the Sabine, more than a hundred miles away, and thrown out of the game for many days. In the "Report on the Conduct of the War," vol. ii., pp. 309 and 310, the Federal General Banks makes the following state- ments : " During these operations on the Teche we captured over twenty-five hundred prisoners and twenty-two guns ; de- stroyed three gunboats and eight steamers " ; and further : " A dispatch from Governor Moore to General Taylor was inter- cepted, in which Taylor was directed to fall back into Texas." At the time, my entire force in western Louisiana was under three thousand, and it is rather startling to learn that we_ were all captured. Two twenty-fours and one field gun were aban^ doned at Bisland, and two twenty-fours lost at Butte a la Rose; "We scuttled and burnt the Cotton at Bisland, and blew up the Diana (captured from the enemy) at Franklin. The Queen (also captured) was destroyed in action on Grand Lake. The Federals caught two small steamers, the Ellen and Cornie, in the Atcha- falaya, and we destroyed two in the Teche. The other four re- 136 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. ported by General Banks must have come from the realm of the multitude of prisoners and guns. It also appears from the in- tercepted dispatch of Governor Moore that major-generals of the Confederate army were under the orders of State governors — an original discovery. The delay of the Federals at Opelousas gave abundant time to remove our stores from Alexandria. General Kirby Smith, the new departmental commander, was advised to retire to Shreveport, two hundred miles up Red River, where, remote from danger or disturbance, he could organize his administra- tion. Threatened in rear, Fort De Russy was untenable ; so the place was dismantled and the little garrison withdrawn. On the 16th of April Admiral Porter with several gunboats had passed the Yicksburg batteries, and the abandonment of De Russy now left the Red River open to him. He reached Alex- andria on the 9th of May, a few hours in advance of Banks's army. From the 8th to the 11th of the same month some of his gunboats bombarded Fort Beauregard, on the Washita, but were driven off by the garrison under Colonel Logan. At this time I was sorely stricken by domestic grief. On the approach of the enemy to Alexandria my family embarked on a steamer for Shreveport. Accustomed to the gentlest care, my good wife had learned to take action for herself, insisting that she was unwilling to divert the smallest portion of my time from public duty. A moment to say farewell, and she left with our four children, two girls and two boys, all pictures of vigor- ous health. ' Before forty-eight hours had passed, just as she reached Shreveport, scarlet fever had taken away our eldest boy, and symptoms of the disease were manifest in the other children. The bereaved mother had no acquaintance in Shreveport, but the Good Samaritan appeared in the person of Mr. Ulger Lauve, a resident of the place, who took her to his house and showed her every attention, though he exposed his own family to great danger from contagion. The second boy died a few days later. The two girls, older and stronger, recovered. I was stunned by this intelligence, so unexpected, and it was well perhaps that the absorbing character of my duties left no time for the indulgence ATTACKED BY THE FEDEEALS. 137 of private grief ; but it was sad to think of the afflicted mother, alone with her dead and dying, deprived of the consolation of my presence. Many days passed before we met, and then but for an hour. My infantry, hardly a thousand strong, with the trains, had marched to Natchitoches and camped, and some mounted scouts to observe the enemy were kept in the vicinity of Alexandria. On page 309 of the "Report" before quoted, General Banks says : " A force under Generals Weitzel and Dwight pursued the enemy nearly to Grand Ecore, so thoroughly dis- persing his forces that he was unable to reorganize a respect- able army until July." A party of Federal horse crossed Cane River at Monette's Ferry, forty miles below Grand Ecore, and chased a mounted orderly and myself about four miles, then turned back to Alexandria ; but I maintain that the orderly and I were not dispersed, for we remained together to the end. The Federal army withdrew from Alexandria on the 13th of May, and on the 23d crossed the Mississippi and proceeded to invest Port Hudson ; whereupon I returned by steamer to Alexandria, directing the infantry at Natchitoches to march back to the Teche to unite with Mouton. Having obtained supplies on the Sabine, Mouton and Green, the latter promoted to brigadier for gallant conduct, returned to the Teche country, but arrived too late to cut off the enemy, who with large plun- der had crossed to the east side of Berwick's Bay, where he had fortifications and gunboats. At Alexandria a communication from General Kirby Smith informed me that Major-General Walker, with a division of in- fantry and three batteries, four thousand strong, was on the march from Arkansas, and would reach me within the next few days ; and I was directed to employ "Walker's force in some at- tempt to relieve Yicksburg, now invested by General Grant, who had crossed the Mississippi below on the 1st of May. The peculiar position of Yicksburg and the impossibility of approaching it from the west bank of the Mississippi have been stated, and were now insisted upon. Granting the feasibility 138 DESTRUCTION" AND RECONSTRUCTION. of traversing the narrow peninsula opposite the place, seven miles in length and swept by guns afloat on both sides, what would be gained ? The problem was to withdraw the garrison, not to reenforce it; and the correctness of this opinion was proved by the fact that Pemberton could not use the peninsular route to send out messengers. On the other hand, I was confident that, with "Walker's force, Berwick's Bay could be captured, the Lafourche overrun, Banks's communication with New Orleans interrupted, and that city threatened. Its population of two hundred thousand was bitterly hostile to Federal rule, and the appearance of a Con- federate force on the opposite bank of the river would raise such a storm as to bring General Banks from Port Hudson, the garrison of which could then unite with General Joseph John- ston in the rear of General Grant. Too late to relieve Port Hudson, I accomplished all the rest with a force of less than three thousand of all arms. Remonstrances were of no avail. I was informed that all the Confederate authorities in the east were urgent for some effort on our part in behalf of Yicksburg, and that public opin- ion would condemn us if we did not try to do something. To go two hundred miles and more away from the proper theatre of action in search of an indefinite something was hard; but orders are orders. Time was so important that I determined to run the risk of moving Walker by river, though the enemy could bring gunboats into the lower Red and Washita, as well as into the Tensas, and had some troops in the region between this last and the Mississippi. Steamers were held in readiness, and as soon as Walker arrived his command- was embarked and taken up the Tensas. I went on in advance to give notice to the boats behind of danger; for, crowded with troops, these would have been helpless in the event of meeting an enemy. Without interference, a point on the Tensas opposite Yicks- burg was reached and the troops disembarked. Here Captain Harrison's mounted men, previously mentioned, met us. For safety the steamers were sent down the Tensas to its junction with the Washita, and up the last above Fort Beauregard ; and ATTEMPT TO RELIEVE VICKSBURG. 139 bridges were thrown over the Tensas and Macon to give com- munication with the terminus of the Monroe Railway. Walker rapidly advanced to the village of Richmond, mid- way between the Tensas and Mississippi, some twelve miles from each, where he surprised and captured a small Federal party. At Young's Point, ten miles above Yieksburg, on the west bank of the river, the enemy had a fortified camp, and a second one four miles above Young's, both occupied by negro troops. Holding one brigade in reserve at the point of separa- tion of the roads, Walker sent a brigade to Young's and an- other to the camp above. Both attacks were made at dawn, and, with the loss of some scores of prisoners, the negroes were driven over the levee to the protection of gunboats in the river. Fifteen miles above Yieksburg the Yazoo River enters the Mississippi from the east, and twenty-five miles farther up Steele's Bayou connects the two rivers. Before reaching the Mississippi the Yazoo makes a bend to the south, approaching the rear of Yieksburg. The right of Grant's army rested on this bend, and here his supplies were landed, and his transports were beyond the reach of annoyance from the west bank of the Mississippi. As foreseen, our movement resulted, and could result, in nothing. Walker was directed to desist from further efforts on the river, and move to Monroe, where steamers would be in readiness to return his command to Alexandria, to which place I pushed on in advance. Subsequently, General Kirby Smith reached Monroe direct from Shreveport, countermanded my orders, and turned Walker back into the region east of the Tensas, where this good soldier and his fine division were kept idle for some weeks, until the fall of Yieksburg. The time wasted on these absurd movements cost us the garrison of Port Hudson, nearly eight thousand men ; but the pressure on Gen- eral Kirby Smith to do something for Yieksburg was too strong to be resisted. At Alexandria I found three small regiments of Texan horse, just arrived. Together they numbered six hundred and fifty, and restored the loss suffered in action and in long marches 140 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. by the forces on the Teche. Colonel (afterward brigadier) Ma- jor, the senior officer, was ordered to move these regiments to Morgan's Ferry on the Atchaf alaya ; and by ambulance, with relays of mules, I reached Mouton and Green on the lower Teche in a few hours. The Federals had a number of sick and convalescent at Ber- wick's Bay, but the effective force was small. Some works strengthened their positions, and there was a gunboat anchored in the bay. Mouton and Green were directed to collect small boats, skiffs, flats, even sugar-coolers, in the Teche ; and the im- portance of secrecy was impressed upon them. Pickets were doubled to prevent communication with the enemy, and only a few scouts permitted to approach the bay. Returning north to Morgan's Ferry, I crossed the Atchafalaya with Major's com- mand, and moved down the Fordoche and Grosse-Tete, bayous draining the region between the Atchafalaya and Mississippi. A short march brought us near the Fausse Riviere, an ancient bed of the Mississippi, some miles west of the present channel, and opposite Port Hudson. Halting the command on the Fordoche, I rode out to the estate of an acquaintance on Fausse Biviere, whence the noise of battle at Port Hudson could be heard. Two ladies of the family, recently from ISTew Orleans, told me that the Federal force left in the city would not exceed a thousand men ; that a small garrison occupied a work near Donaldsonville, where the Lafourche leaves the Mississippi, and with this exception there were no troops on the west bank of the river. From our posi- tion on the Fordoche to the Bayou Boeuf, in rear of the Federal camp at Berwick's Bay, was over a hundred miles. The route followed the Grosse-Tete to Plaquemine on the Mississippi, and to escape observation Plaquemine must be passed in the night. Below this point there was an interior road that reached the Lafourche some distance below Donaldsonville. Minute in- structions and guides were given to Major. It was now the 19th of June, and he was expected to reach the Bceuf on the morning of the 23d. The necessity of punctu- ality was impressed on him and his officers, as I would attack OAPTUEE OF BERWICK'S BAY. 141 Berwick's at dawn on the 23d, and their cooperation was re- quired to secure success. Indeed, their own safety depended on promptness. The men carried rations, with some forage, and wagons were sent back across the Atchafalaya. Major moved in time to pass Plaquemine, twenty odd miles, before midnight, and I hastened to Mouton's camp below Bisland, reaching it in the afternoon of the 22d. Fifty-three small craft, capable of transporting three hun- dred men, had been collected. Detachments for the boats were drawn from Green's brigade and the 2d Louisiana horse. Major Hunter of Baylor's Texans was placed in command, with Major Blair of the 2d Louisiana as second. After nightfall Hunter em- barked his men, and paddled down the Teche to the Atchafalaya and Grand Lake. Fortunately, there was no wind; for the slightest disturbance of the lake would have swamped his fleet. He had about twelve miles to make, and was expected to reach before daylight the northeast end of the island, a mile from Berwick's and the railway terminus, where he was instructed to lie quiet until he heard General Green's guns from the west side of the bay, then rush on the rear of the Federal works. During the night Green placed a battery opposite the gunboat and railway station, and deployed five hundred dismounted men along the shores of the bay, here eight hundred yards wide. The battery was run up by hand, and every precaution to se- cure silence taken. At dawn of the 23d (June, 1863) our guns opened on the gunboat, and speedily drove it away. Fire was then directed on the earthwork, where the enemy, completely surprised, had some heavy pieces with which he attempted to reply. A shout was heard in his rear, and Hunter with his party came rushing on. Resistance ceased at once ; but before Hunter closed in, a train of three engines and many carriages escaped from the station toward the Bceuf, seven miles away. I crossed in a " pirogue " with Green, and sent back two flats and several skiffs found on the east side for his men, who used them to get over, their horses swimming alongside. It was a scene of the wildest excitement and confusion. The sight of such quantities of " loot " quite upset my hungry 142 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION". followers. "Wandering through the station and warehouse, filled with stores, a Texan came upon a telegraphic instrument, click- ing in response to one down the line. Supposing this to be some infernal machine for our destruction, he determined to save his friends at the risk of his own life, and smashed the in- strument with his heavy boots ; then rushed among his com- rades, exclaiming : " Boys ! they is trying to blow us up. I seen the triggers a-working, but I busted 'em." Mouton now crossed with some infantry, and order was re- stored; and Green, who had brought over several scores of horses, mounted his men and followed the rail toward the Boeuf . Before reaching it he heard the noise of the train ; then, firing and moving forward, found the train stopped, and Major, up to time, in possession of the bridge. The capture of the train was of importance, as it enabled us to operate the thirty miles of rail between Berwick's and the Lafourche. In the combined movements described, Green and Major had set out from points more than a hundred miles apart, the latter marching through a region in possession or under control of the enemy, while the boat expedition of Hunter passed over twelve miles of water ; yet all reached their goal at the appointed time. Although every precaution had been taken to exclude mistakes and insure cooperation, such complete success is not often attained in combined military movements ; and I felt that sacrifices were due to Fortune. In his rapid march from the Fordoche Major captured seventy prisoners and burned two-steamers at Plaque mine. He afterward encountered no enemy until he reached Thibodeaux, near which place, at Lafourche Crossing, there was a stockade held by a small force to protect the railway bridge. Colonel Pyron, with two hundred men, was detached to mask or carry this stockade, and Major passed on to the Boeuf. Pyron's at- tack was repulsed with a loss of fifty-five killed and wounded, Pyron among the latter; but the enemy, after destroying the bridge, abandoned the post and three guns and retired to JSTew Orleans. The spoils of Berwick's were of vast importance. Twelve CAPTURE OF BERWICK'S BAY. 143 guns, thirty-twos and twenty-fours (among which were our old friends from Bisland), seventeen hundred prisoners, with many small arms and accouterments, and great quantities of quarter- master's, commissary, ordnance, and medical stores, fell into our hands. For the first time since I reached western Louisiana I had supplies, and in such abundance as to serve for the Red River campaign of 1864. Three fourths of the prisoners were sick and convalescent men left here, as well as the stores, by General Banks, when he marched up the Teche in April. Ex- cepting those too ill to be moved, the prisoners were paroled and sent to New Orleans under charge of their surgeons. I was eager to place batteries on the Mississippi to interrupt Banks's communication with New Orleans ; but the passage of Berwick's Bay consumed much time, though we worked night and day. We were forced to dismount guns and carriages and cross them piecemeal in two small flats, and several days elapsed before a little steamer from the upper Teche could be brought down to assist. It must be remembered that neither artillery nor wagons accompanied Major's march from the Fordoche. On the 24th General Green, with Major's men and such of his own as had crossed their horses, marched for Donaldsonville, sixty-five miles, and General Mouton, with two regiments of infantry, took rail to Thibodeaux and sent pickets down the line to Bayou Des Allemands, twenty-five miles from New Orleans. Our third regiment of infantry remained at the bay, where Major Brent was at work mounting the captured guns on the southern end of the island and on the western shore opposite. Gunboats could stop the crossing, and entrance from the Gulf was open. "While we might drive off " tin-clads " the enemy had boats capable of resisting field guns, and it is remarkable that, from the 23d of June to the 22d of July, he made no at- tempt to disturb us at Berwick's Bay. General Green reached the vicinity of Donaldsonville on the 27th, and found an earthwork at the junction of the La- fourche and Mississippi. This work, called Fort Butler, had a ditch on three sides, and the river face was covered by gun- boats in the stream. The garrison was reported to be from two 1M DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. to three hundred negro troops. After some correspondence with Mouton, Green determined to assault the place, and drew around it five hundred of his men in the night of the 27th. Two hours before dawn of the 28th Colonel Joseph Phillipps led his regiment, two hundred strong, to the attack. Darkness and ignorance of the ground caused much blundering. The levee above the fort was mistaken for the parapet, and some loss was sustained from the fire of gunboats. Changing direc- tion, Phillipps came upon the ditch, unknown to him as to Green, who had been deceived by false information. The ditch passed, Phillipps mounted the parapet and fell dead as he reached the top. An equally brave man, Major Ridley, worthy of his leader, followed, and, calling on his men to come, jumped into the work. Frightened by his appearance, the enemy aban- doned the parapet ; but finding that Ridley was alone, returned and captured him. A dozen men would have carried the place ; but the ditch afforded protection from fire, and the men, dis- heartened by Phillipps's death, could not be induced to leave it. Indeed, the largest part of our loss, ninety-seven, was made up of these men, who remained in the ditch until daylight and sur- rendered. The above statements are taken from the report of Major Ridley, made after he was exchanged. The affair was unfortu- nate. Open to fire from vessels on the river, Port Butler was of no value to us, and the feeble garrison would have remained under cover; but, like the Irishman at Donnybrook, Green's rule was to strike an enemy whenever he saw him — a most com- mendable rule in war, and covering a multitude of such small errors as the attack on Fort Butler. Meantime I was detained at Berwick's Bay, engaged in hur- rying over and forward artillery and arranging to transport the more valuable stores into the interior. It was not, however, until near the end of the first week in July that I succeeded in placing twelve guns on the river below Donaldsonville. Fire was* opened, one transport destroyed and several turned back. Gunboats attempted to dislodge us, but were readily driven away by the aid of Green's men, dismounted and protected by CAPTURE OF BERWICK'S BAY. 145 the levee. For three days the river was closed to transports, and our mounted scouts were pushed down to a point opposite Kenner, sixteen miles above New Orleans. A few hours more, and the city would have been wild with excitement ; but in war time once lost can not be regained. The unwise movement toward Yicksburg retarded operations at Berwick's and on the river, and Port Hudson fell. During the night of the 10th of July intelligence of its surrender on the previous day reached me, and some hours later the fall of Yieksburg on the 4th was announced. An iron-clad or two in Berwick's Bay, and the road at Pla- quemine held by troops, supported by vessels in the river, would close all egress from the Lafourche, and the enemy could make arrangements to bag us at his leisure ; while Grant's army and Porter's fleet, now set free, might overrun the Washita and Ked River regions and destroy Walker's division, separated from me by a distance of more than three hundred miles. The outlook was not cheerful, but it was necessary to make the best of it, and at all hazards save our plunder. Batteries and outposts were ordered in to the Lafourche ; Green concentrated his horse near Donaldsonville, the infantry moved to Labadieville to sup- port him, and Mouton went to Berwick's, where he worked night and day in crossing stores to the west side of the bay. On the 13th of July Generals Weitzel, Grover, and D wight, with six thousand men, came from Port Hudson, disembarked at Donaldsonville, and advanced down the Lafourche. Order- ing up the infantry, I joined Green, but did not interfere with his dispositions, which were excellent. His force, fourteen hun- dred, including a battery, was dismounted and in line. As I reached the field the enemy came in sight, and Green led on his charge so vigorously as to drive the Federals into Donald- sonville, capturing two hundred prisoners, many small arms, and two guns, one of which was the field gun lost at Bisland. The affair was finished too speedily to require the assistance of the infantry. Undisturbed, we removed not only all stores from Berwick's, but many supplies from the abundant Lafourche country, in- 10 146 DESTRUCTION AND RECONSTRUCTION. eluding a large herd of cattle driven from the prairies of Ope- lonsas by the Federals some weeks before. On the 21st of July we ran the engines and carriages on the railway into the bay, threw in the heavy guns, and moved up the Teche, leaving pickets opposite Berwick's. Twenty-four hours thereafter the enemy's scouts reached the bay. The timidity manifested after the action of the 13th may be ascribed to the fertile imagina- tion of the Federal commander, General Banks, which multi- plied my force of less than three thousand of all arms into nine or twelve thousand. In the " Report on the Conduct of the "War," vol. ii., pages 313 and 314, General Banks states : " Orders had been sent to Brashear City [Berwick's] to re- move all stores, but to hold the position, with the aid of gun- boats, to the last. The enemy succeeded in crossing Grand Lake by means of rafts, and surprised and captured the garrison, consisting of about three hundred men. The enemy, greatly strengthened in numbers, then attacked the works at Donald- sonville, on the Mississippi, which were defended by a garrison of two hundred and twenty-five men, including convalescents, commanded by Major J. D. Bullen, 28th Maine volunteers. The attack was made on the morning of the 28th of June, and lasted until daylight. The garrison made a splendid defense, killing and wounding more than their own number, and cap- turing as many officers and nearly as many men as their garri- son numbered. The enemy's troops were under the command of General Green of Texas, and consisted of the Louisiana troops under General Taylor and five thousand Texas cavalry, making a force of nine to twelve thousand in that vicinity. " The troops engaged in these different operations left but four hundred men for the defense of New Orleans. Upon the surrender of Port Hudson it was found that the enemy had established batteries below, on the river, cutting off our com- munication with New Orleans, making it necessary to send a large force to dislodge them. On the 9th of July seven trans- ports, containing all my available force, were sent below against the enemy in the vicinity of Donaldson ville. The country was CAPTURE OF BERWICK'S BAT. 147 speedily freed from his presence, and Brashear City [Berwick's] was recaptured on the 22d of July." Here are remarkable statements. Fourteen hundred men and the vast stores at Berwick's (Brashear City) are omitted, as is the action of the 13th of July with " all my [his] available force. . . . The country was speedily freed from his [my] pres- ence, and Brashear City reoccupied," though I remained in the country for eleven days after the 9th, and had abandoned Brashear City twenty-four hours before the first Federal scout made his appearance. The conduct of Major J. D. Bullen, 2Sth Maine volunteers, with two hundred and twenty-five ne- groes, " including convalescents," appears to have surpassed that of Leonidas and his Spartans; but, like the early gods, modern democracies are pleased by large utterances. "While we were engaged in these operations on the La- fourche, a movement of Grant's forces from Natchez was made against Fort Beauregard on the Washita. The garrison of fifty men abandoned the place on the 3d of September, leaving four heavy and four field guns, with their ammunition, to be de- stroyed or carried off by the enemy. CHAPTEE X. MOVEMENT TO THE EED EIVEK — CAMPAIGN AGAINST BANKS. Recent events on the Mississippi made it necessary to con- centrate my small force in the immediate valley of Red River. Indeed, when we lost Vicksbnrg and Port Hudson, we lost not only control of the river but of the valley from the Washita and Atchaf alaya on the west to Pearl River on the east. An army of forty odd thousand men, with all its material, was sur- rendered in the two places, and the fatal consequences w