CHAPTER IV.

SHERIDAN AS A CAVALRYMAN.

Very few wars of as short duration as was that of the late Southern

rebellion produced as many as three great and original military leaders

of the calibre of Sherman, Thomas, and Grant. The ancients could boast

of but one Alexander, one Cæsar, one Hannibal to an era; modern times

of but one Frederick, one Suwarrow, one Napoleon to an age. It took

half a century of constant and almost universal revolution to produce

Napoleon and his prodigies. Only this country, of all the universe,

can to-day boast of possessing a general universally conceded to be a

great military genius, and it has more than one. The rebellion, which

at its outset boasted of commanding nearly all the military talent of

the country, produced in the end only one really great soldier--Joseph

E. Johnston; all the rest were mediocre--hardly respectable, indeed,

if Stonewall Jackson, who was a fair, though unequal counterpart to

Sherman, be excepted. The loyal cause, which was thought to be weak

in its leadership, produced in the end all the really able statesmen

of the revolution, and, with the two exceptions noted, all the great

military leaders. These latter are not confined to the three whom I

have already sketched. Many of Grant's subordinates developed a genius

for war of no ordinary quality, and won on hard-fought fields fame

and reward as successful leaders. No general was ever seconded by

such numbers of able lieutenants, not even Napoleon; and nearly all

of Grant's chief subordinates won splendid reputations for skill,

energy, and daring, the three attributes of greatness accompanying and

necessary to success. When one looks at the developments of the war in

this respect, he may well accept without question Grant's declaration,

lately made in his usual modest style, that the country could readily

have found another than himself to bring about the end of the war

successfully.

[Illustration: PHILIP HENRY SHERIDAN.]

Philip Henry Sheridan, who is one of the most noted and noteworthy

of these subordinates of Grant, must always be looked upon as one of

the miracles of war, not so much from the result as the manner of his

achievements. If he were neither a great strategist, like Sherman, nor

a great tactician, like Thomas, nor both, like Grant, he would still

be a successful leader. I have endeavored to show in the preceding

chapters that the lieutenant general is, as a military leader, complete

in himself, possessing all the attributes of generalship; while

Sherman, embodying nervous intellectual force, and Thomas, representing

physical power, are constituted by nature, as well as by the choice of

Grant, to be his chief subordinate commanders. Sheridan, in character,

is like neither of the others, but is an original genius, and a leader

not unworthy to rank with Sherman and Thomas, or to hold position as

the third subordinate commander of General Grant. He may be said to be

an Inspiration rather than a General, accomplishing his work as much,

not to say more, by the inspiriting force of his courage and example

as by the rules of war. He supplies to the army the passion and fire

which is smothered in Grant and Thomas, and imperfectly developed in

Sherman. He renders an army invincible more by the impartation to it

of his own courage and fire than by any system of organization, and

appears to accomplish by this imparted enthusiasm all that results

under the leadership of the others from discipline. When the future

historian sums up Sheridan's character, with all the facts yet hidden,

as they must be for some years to come, laid profusely before him, he

will hardly rank Sheridan with those who have carefully and wisely

planned. He belongs rather to that class of our officers who have, by

skillful and bold execution, won the distinctive classification of

"fighting generals." He can not be said to have developed any strategic

genius, and his tactics have been of a strange and rather eccentric

character, but it can not be denied that, in every battle in which he

has been prominently engaged, he has given brilliant examples of his

courage, vigor, and skill as a quick, dashing, and stubborn fighter. He

is pre-eminently a "fighting general." He claims to be nothing else,

and can afford to rest his claim on his deeds during the rebellion.

His entire career in private and public has shown him to be impetuous,

passionate, bold, and stubborn. He was born a belligerent. His natural

element is amid the smoke, his natural position in the front line of

battle. He fights vigorously and roughly, and when the tide of battle

flows and ebbs most doubtingly he holds on most grimly. In private

life his great energy is a little curt, and his fiery temper a little

too quick, but his abruptness and belligerency are too honest and

natural to excite condemnation; while his manner, when not excited or

opposed, is distinguished by great courtesy, modesty, and pleasantry.

In battle the wildest and most impetuous of warriors, in peace he is

the "mildest mannered man" that ever scuttled canal-boats on the James

or crossed sabres with a rebel. He is as impetuous as Sherman and as

persistent as Thomas. He is cool and collected in the minor matters

over which Sherman grows nervous, and fiery and bold in great dangers

in which Sherman grows coolest and calmest. Sherman's energy is that

of the brain, inspired; Sheridan's that of the blood, inflamed. In

history Sheridan will stand forth as a type--a representative leader,

even more boldly, if not more prominently, than Sherman, or Thomas,

or even Grant. His was a specialty--he was great in a peculiar line

of duty, history and romance will unite to make him the type of the

"modern cavalier," and he will enjoy, in some degree, the semi-mythical

existence which all representative men hold in history.

Sheridan is descended from the same class of the north of Ireland

emigrants which produced Andrew Jackson and Andrew Johnson, save that

the parents of the latter were Protestants, while those of Sheridan

were Catholics. Having settled, on their arrival in this country, in a

more populous, thriving, educated, and free district, Ohio, they were

enabled to offer their son better educational advantages than were the

parents of Jackson and Johnson, who had settled in the less civilized

district of North Carolina, and hence young Sheridan became possessed

of a good common-school education in his native place, Perry County,

Ohio, where he was born in 1831. Any number of statements have been

made as to Sheridan's birthplace. Some writers have declared it to be

Boston, while still others have said it was Somerset, Ohio. He was

born, according to his own statement, near the town of Somerset, in

Perry County, Ohio, on the 6th of September in the year named. The

necessities of his family early forced him to manual labor, while

his own inclination led him to study. He was a quick though somewhat

careless student, while his great animal spirits made him early a

rather wild and belligerent youth, fond of a boyish frolic and a trick,

always lively and always generous, sometimes thoughtless in wounding

the feelings of others, but quick to generously heal when in fault.

When quite young, Sheridan was variously employed in his native county

in doing odd "chores," among others that of driving a water-cart

about the streets of Somerset, Ohio, and in sprinkling the dusty

thoroughfares of that old-fashioned town. When about twelve years of

age he entered the employment of a Mr. John Talbot, in Somerset, Ohio.

Talbot was an old gentleman who kept a country store in which was sold

every thing useful and ornamental, embracing dry goods and groceries,

confectionery and hardware, from rat-traps to plows, and from woolen

socks to ready-made overcoats, and Sheridan found himself in a

position to learn a little of every thing--every thing, at least, in

the country grocery line. Mr. Talbot was a man who delighted in being

thought, if not by others, at least by himself, a patron of youth, and

he patronized young Sheridan, and was, as he afterward declared, "a

friend to him when a friend was every thing." When Sheridan grew older

and famous, Talbot still continued to patronize him, and once said,

alluding to his former protégé, that, on taking him into his service,

he "perceived that he was smart and active, and took some pains to

instruct him not only in selling goods, etc., for that," he adds, with

great candor, "was our duty and interest," but when a leisure moment

offered he taught him to improve his "slight knowledge of writing,

arithmetic, pronunciation," etc. Young Sheridan did not remain long

with Mr. Talbot, but gave up his service for that of a gentleman named

Henry Dittoe, in the same trade and in the same town as that of Mr.

Talbot. While still here he attracted the attention of the Hon. Thomas

Ritchey, then member of Congress from the Congressional district in

which Perry County was located, and, owing to the influence of an

elder brother and the favorable impression he made upon Mr. Ritchey,

Sheridan obtained, very unexpectedly to him, the appointment of cadet

to the West Point Military Academy. This was immediately after the

close of the Mexican War, when it was a very difficult matter to obtain

appointments for others than the sons and orphans of officers who had

fallen in the war.

He therefore got into West Point pretty much as Mr. Lincoln used to

say General Rosecrans won battles, "by the skin of his teeth." The

fact is, he got out of the Academy with the honors of graduation in

pretty much the same way. The characteristics which had distinguished

him as a boy in his native town soon made him noted at West Point

as the "best-natured and most belligerent cadet" in the Academy. In

fact, his belligerent disposition retarded his advancement in youth

and as a cadet as much as it has since advanced him. He fought so

much at West Point, was so unruly, and "so full of deviltry," that,

despite his fine scholarly attainments, the future great cavalryman

graduated so low down in his class that he could only be commissioned

in the lowest arm of the service instead of the highest, in which he

has since so distinguished himself. As it was, he was a year longer in

his course than nine tenths of his classmates. He entered in 1848, and

should have graduated in 1852, but went over until the next year. I

have been told that, at this late day, he required only "five points"

more to his number of "black marks" to exclude him from the honors of

graduation; and if he had not, toward the close of the session, by

skillful management and unusual control over his quick temper, won the

good opinion of one or two of his tutors, the future major general

would have been forced to leave the Academy as he had entered it,

instead of having the brevet of second lieutenant of infantry in his

pocket. One of his instructors, who had admired his generous character,

employed the argument that belligerency was not a fault in a soldier,

and this is said to have done much in securing him the needed approval

of the West Point staff of instructors and the honors of graduation.

The argument was too powerful to be resisted by educated soldiers, and

Sheridan was consequently sent forth fully authorized to be as great a

belligerent in time of war as he desired.

Sheridan's class at West Point produced very few remarkable men.

The three ablest of his classmates, McPherson, Sill, and Terrill,

perished during the rebellion. McPherson, who graduated at the head

of the class, was a brilliant student, an admirable engineer, but

never a great leader. The student predominated in his organization,

and he lacked in decision and nerve. He rose very high in rank in

the regular army, but it was owing less to his available talents and

practicability than to the care of Grant and Sherman, with whom he was

a great favorite. Terrill made a fine soldier as an artillerist, and

won well-deserved renown and promotion by his admirable handling of his

battery at Shiloh. He was very ambitious of advancement. I was present

at his death at Perryville. His brigade was pushed by General McCook,

the corps commander, into a forest, in which the enemy surprised

and defeated his troops, who were raw recruits, scattering them in

every direction. Terrill's horse was shot under him, and, being thus

dismounted, and left without a command, he turned--the ruling passion

strong in death--to the artillery, and assumed command of a couple of

batteries fighting in General Rousseau's line. Thus returned to the

arm of the service for which education and inclination adapted him,

he did magnificent service. While thus engaged, and while in the act

of sighting a gun of Bush's Indiana battery, he was mortally wounded,

and died a few hours afterward, with a message to his wife unfinished

on his lips. Joshua W. Sill, who was, perhaps, the superior man of

the class of 1853, fell in a similar manner at Stone River. The enemy

had thrown himself upon Sheridan with great energy, and succeeded in

forcing him to retire. Sill was one of Sheridan's brigade commanders,

and in aiding the general to rally the retiring troops, and in leading

them to a charge, he was shot and instantly killed as the enemy were

temporarily repulsed. Sill was a practical man, of great resources,

energy, and courage, small of stature, and compactly built. He was

beloved and admired in the army for his great courtesy, kindness, and

good sense. There were also in Sheridan's class others who became

generals in the volunteer service during the late rebellion. William

Sooy Smith commanded infantry during the greater part of the war, but

conducted the cavalry expedition from Memphis in 1863, intended to

co-operate with Sherman in Mississippi, but miserably failed. R. O.

Tyler and B. F. Chamberlain were well known for services in the Potomac

Army. General John M. Schofield attained to some prominence during the

war, although he had more to do with combating the prejudice which

existed against him in the War Office and the army than in fighting

the rebels. William R. Boggs, who graduated fourth in Sheridan's

class, failed as a rebel brigadier, and at the close of the war turned

his attention, like Lee, to teaching young ideas how to shoot. John

R. Chamblis, H. H. Walker, and John S. Bowen, who were also rebels,

were failures. Hood was the only success among the seceding members

of the class. He owed his rapid promotion from colonel to lieutenant

general in the rebel army to something of the same qualities which won

his promotion for Sheridan. Hood was not less bold and impetuous than

Sheridan, but he lacked Sheridan's sound sense and quick judgment, and

doubtless would not have made the rapid progress he did but for the

aid and friendship of Jeff. Davis. Sheridan and Hood met in battle but

once during the rebellion. It was at Chickamauga, and that encounter

cost Hood his leg, although Sheridan was defeated. Hood commanded a

division of Longstreet's corps, Sheridan one of McCook's divisions.

Eight years of almost profound peace followed Sheridan's graduation,

and little opportunity offered for advancement. In May and June, 1855,

Sheridan, then promoted to be a lieutenant, was in command of Fort

Wood, New York Harbor, but in the July following he was ordered to San

Francisco in charge of a body of recruits. On arriving there he was

detailed to command an escort of cavalry intended for the protection

and assistance of Lieutenant Williamson and the party engaged in

the survey of the proposed branch of the Pacific Railroad from San

Francisco to Columbia River, Oregon. Sheridan succeeded shortly after

in getting himself detached from this command and ordered to join a

battalion of dragoons under Major Raine, of the Fourth Infantry, then

on an expedition against the Yakima Indians, and expecting active

service and severe warfare. In this expedition he distinguished himself

by gallantry at the "Battle of the Cascades" of the Columbia River

(April 28, 1856). Although his action on the occasion is not described,

it is not difficult to imagine it as of the same character as the later

deeds of daring which have distinguished him. He was rewarded for his

gallantry by being placed in command of the Indian Reservation of the

Coast Range. Here he was engaged for a year in keeping the Conquillo

Indians on Yakima Bay in proper subjection, and in building the

military post and fort at Yamhill.

From this distant post he was recalled in 1861 to find himself

promoted, by the resignation of large numbers of the Southern officers

of the army, to a captaincy in what was then Sherman's regiment, the

Thirteenth Infantry. He was ordered to join his regiment at Jefferson

Barracks, and thus became attached to the Trans-Mississippi, or Army

of the Southwest, in which he saw his first service in the present

war. Although this army had gone through a campaign under Lyon, the

preparations for another under Fremont, and was then under command of

Halleck, it was so far from being organized that Sheridan could find

no active duty, and was placed upon a military commission to inquire

into certain alleged irregularities of the Fremont administration of

Missouri affairs. About that time General Curtis, who had assumed

command of the troops in the field, was ready to begin an active

campaign, and Sheridan was appointed acting chief quarter-master,

with which the duties of commissary were at that time blended. He was

out of place and felt it, and his success as a quarter-master was

very indifferent indeed. He used to laugh and say many months after

that providing "hard-tack and sow-belly," as the soldiers called the

crackers and pork which formed the chief ingredients of their rations,

was not exactly in his line; and he was very fond of relating, in

connection with the remark, his first experience in restricting the

contraband traffic in salt with the rebels. As chief quarter-master,

it was his duty to take such steps as would not only provide for his

own troops, but deprive the rebels of contraband supplies. Hearing

that Price, then at Springfield, was suffering for salt, he employed

every means to stop the export of that article beyond our lines;

and, congratulating himself on his success, used often to say, with

a chuckle, that "the rebels were actually starving for salt." When

the advance of the army took place, and Price was hastily driven out

of Springfield, the only article left behind was, much to Sheridan's

disgust, an immense quantity of salt which had been smuggled through

our lines. He ever afterward professed himself disgusted with his

quarter-mastership, and fortunately soon after got himself under arrest

and sent to the rear.

Officers generally look upon arrests as misfortunes. Sheridan's arrest

was the turning-point in his fortunes, since it placed him, after

a brief delay, on the staff of a rising major general and in the

line of promotion. The circumstances of his arrest are not without

interest, as showing one or two of his characteristics. Like many

regular officers of the army as organized in 1861, Sheridan was in

favor of carrying on the war by striking hard blows at the organized

armies of the rebels, and generously providing for the people,

who, while remaining at home, under United States protection, as

non-combatants, still surreptitiously furnished men and material to

the rebels. It is difficult to conceive the "Ravager of the Shenandoah

Valley" entertaining any of these false notions of sympathy, yet such

were Sheridan's feelings at the time, so strict a stickler was he

for military discipline. He has overcome this too delicate and nice

consideration for the interests of rebel aiders and abettors, and,

like the country, has been educated by war in the belief that treason

is to be fought with fire. Feeling thus during the Pea Ridge campaign,

Sheridan was particularly disgusted with the ravages committed by a

regiment of Kansas Jay-hawkers in General Blunt's division, and used

often to denounce them in unmeasured terms. He was so much embittered

against the regiment and opposed to their style of warfare, that when

General Blunt ordered him to impress a large amount of provender from

the citizens for the use of the army, he replied in any thing but

decorous terms, declining to execute the order, and intimating in

conclusion that he was not a Jay-hawker. General Blunt, of course,

relieved him and preferred charges against him. Sheridan was ordered to

report to Halleck. The letter was forwarded as evidence against him,

and fell into Halleck's hands. That officer, having a just appreciation

of a good joke, laughed heartily over the letter; and, sharing

Sheridan's prejudices against "jay-hawking" and "bummers" generally, he

caused the charges to be withdrawn, and in May, 1862, ordered Sheridan

to duty on his own staff as acting chief quarter-master.

It is a singular fact that Sheridan was a protégé and favorite of

both Halleck and Grant, who had not a thought, feeling, or interest

in common. To have equally pleased Halleck, the theoretical, and

Grant, the practical soldier--Halleck, the wily and polite lawyer,

and Grant, the simple-minded, straightforward soldier--Halleck, who

attempted to rise by arts, and Grant, who trusted solely to action

for promotion, required very great qualities in a mind as young as

Sheridan's. The secret of his success in pleasing both doubtless lies

in the fact that he attempted to please neither. Sheridan has been

one of the most honest of our generals. There was nothing tricky

about him; his comrades all felt that he used no underhand influence

to rise. Yet to the friendship inspired in these two very opposite

natures by his honest and straightforward conduct Sheridan is doubtless

somewhat indebted for his rapid advancement from a captaincy to a major

generalcy in three years. When one reflects upon the rapidity of his

promotion, the days of France under the empire appear to have come

to us, and Bulwer's preposterous promotion of his hero in the play

becomes highly probable. "Promotion is quick in the French army," said

old Damas. Verily not more so than in the national army of the United

States during the rebellion.

General Halleck was at the time of this occurrence before Corinth, and

thither Sheridan repaired, to find himself suddenly and unexpectedly

transferred from the regular to the volunteer service as colonel of

the Second Michigan Cavalry, in place of Gordon Granger, who had been

promoted. Halleck had, with an appreciation which he subsequently

frequently displayed in organizing the United States armies, noticed

Sheridan's qualities, and placed him in the branch of the service for

which he was best qualified: But even Halleck did not fully appreciate

the admirable qualities of his young protégé, and failed, when

intrusted shortly after with the absolute organization of the armies,

to advance him to the position for which the quicker appreciation of

Grant afterward singled him out, after observing his conduct in one

battle only.

His promotion to colonel aroused the ambition of Sheridan, who had

before modestly hoped to eventually become a major. He now had

opportunities to distinguish himself, and immediately went to work to

improve the opportunity, determined to win rank and fame before the

close of the war, which, having now changed its character, also gave

promise of being long and adventurous, and full of occasions for one in

his arm of the service.

His regiment was brigaded with that of Colonel W. L. Elliott, who,

as the ranking officer, became brigade commander, and under his

leadership Sheridan made his first campaign as a cavalryman. It was

the famous raid around Corinth and upon Beauregard's communications at

Boonesville, which was noted at the time as one of the first and most

successful adventures of our then rapidly improving cavalry, and won

for its leader a reputation for dash that the loyal press, with very

questionable taste, continually compared to the daring of Stuart and

Morgan in their bloodless raids against weak outposts and unguarded

rear-lines. This irregular warfare of the rebel cavalry had not, up to

that time, partaken of the bloody character which has since been given

the cavalry encounters of the war, and Elliott and Sheridan were among

the first to expose the fallibility and weakness of the boasted rebel

cavalry when vigorously opposed. Elliott never accomplished any thing

afterward, and it is half suspected that Sheridan did the work on the

occasion which made Elliott famous.

It was but a short time after this affair that a second opportunity to

distinguish himself was offered Sheridan on the same field, and, taking

advantage of it, he fought his first cavalry battle.

This engagement, although of a minor character, served to illustrate

his characteristics as a quick, dashing, stubborn fighter, as more

brilliantly developed in Sheridan at more important engagements.

The rebels were commanded by General James H. Chalmers, who attacked

Sheridan's single regiment with a brigade of cavalry, evidently

expecting little resistance. Sheridan was not required, by the

importance of the post he commanded nor the position of the army whose

front he covered, to hold his ground, and could have with propriety

declined battle, and fallen back on the infantry line; but it was

not in the heart of the "belligerent cadet" to decline an invitation

to battle from any gentleman. He drew up his regiment in line, and

received the attack in handsome style. Chalmers's first repulse taught

him that he should have to proceed with his attack more systematically,

and he brought up his line for a more regular and general assault.

While he was thus engaged, Sheridan, with perhaps more enterprise

than sound discretion, in view of the insignificance of the stake

for which he contended, sent a detachment on a detour to the rear

of the rebel position. These, by strenuous exertions, succeeded in

effecting this purpose, and made an attack from that direction, while

Sheridan, attacking from the front, succeeded in surprising the rebels

and driving them from the field in confusion. Chalmers, his opponent

in this engagement, subsequently won, under Bragg and Forrest, a

character for belligerency similar to that now enjoyed by Sheridan,

but he was not as uniformly successful, and his belligerency got him

into difficulty. Bragg arrested him for his failure to carry the

works at Munfordsville, Kentucky, in September, 1862, when Chalmers

had assaulted them without orders. He subsequently got into like

difficulties with Forrest, but his readiness to fight and general good

qualities brought him safely out of his troubles. In the engagement

at Boonesville his readiness to fight was evinced to Sheridan's

satisfaction, while Sheridan's superior endurance and enterprise were

made apparent to the rebel at the same time.

It was this success which made Sheridan a brigadier general. It has

always been an unfortunate feature of our army organization that there

is no provision for the promotion of the deserving in the branch of

the service in which they have won distinction, and for which they

have evinced high qualifications. A colonel of cavalry shows himself

eminently deserving of promotion by his services in that branch, and he

is promoted to be brigadier general of _infantry_, and not only taken

from the line of the service for which he is best fitted, but, though

promoted in rank, is sent to command an inferior arm of the service.

By this fault of organization not only does the army lose the service

of the person thus promoted out of his sphere, but often the promotion

becomes the ruin of the recipient, who may be totally unfitted for this

new line of duty. There are numerous examples of this. Among several

of these failures, which have resulted from this cause, two of the

most notable were of persons in Sheridan's own class. I have elsewhere

already noticed how Terrill, who, as a captain of artillery, gained a

great reputation for his successful handling of his battery at Shiloh,

and who was promoted to be a brigadier general of infantry, to utterly

fail and throw away his young life in his chagrin and desperation.

McPherson's success outside of the engineer corps was no greater.

He graduated at the head of his class, distinguished himself as an

engineer, was promoted rapidly from captain to corps commander, only to

find himself totally unfitted for such duty, and in time to waste, by

his inadaptation to infantry and his lack of decision, the rich fruits

of Sherman's successful strategic march through Snake Creek Gap upon

Resaca.

Sheridan's fate was not exactly the reverse of this, for, when taken

from the cavalry, for which he was eminently fitted, and made brigadier

general of infantry, his success at first was not encouraging; but

under the various tests which these charges have proved to be, he was

more uniformly successful than any officer I remember placed in the

same position. I know, indeed, of no general officer who was subjected

to so many tests as Sheridan. He was alternately commanding cavalry

and infantry, then both together, constantly changing from one line of

operations to another, and thus being subjected to the study of new

lines and new topography, besides being forced to meet and overcome

the prejudices against new commanders local to every army. In fact,

Sheridan may be said to have begun his career anew three several

times, and his ultimate success in spite of these obstacles shows the

superiority of his mettle.

Immediately on his promotion Sheridan was placed in command in Kentucky

of a division of raw troops, for the organization of which he was not

so well fitted as for fighting them. The command was under General

Nelson. Shortly afterward Nelson was killed, and the reorganization

of his army, and its incorporation with that of General Buell, placed

Sheridan in command of a division of partly disciplined veteran troops.

A short time subsequently the army was again reorganized by Rosecrans,

and Sheridan was given a division and assigned to the corps of General

A. McD. McCook. Sheridan's division suffered defeat at Stone River

and Chickamauga. But amid those disasters and defeats the fighting

qualities of the "little cadet" found illustrations as brilliant, but

not so familiar as those of his greater victories at Cedar Creek, Five

Forks.

Stone River was a battle in which the endurance of the soldiers rather

than the generalship of their leaders gave us possession of a field

in which the enemy retained, until his abandonment of the field, the

tactical and strategic advantage. Each corps, and even each division,

"fought on its own hook;" there was no generalship, no plan, no purpose

on our part. The official reports tell very elaborately of a grand

plan, and how, despite the reverses of the first day, it was carried

out to brilliant and successful completion, but that plan was arranged

after the battle was finished. There was no such plan before the

battle, for, like all of Rosecrans's battles, Stone River was fought

without any definite plan. Bragg was the tactician of Stone River.

He assumed and held the offensive during the whole engagement, and

our forces were kept continually on the defensive. It is a singular

fact, that so ignorant was Rosecrans of the position of the enemy, so

absolutely without a plan was he, that on the very morning of McCook's

disastrous defeat he ordered General Crittenden to occupy the town

which the enemy were covering in strong force, declaring that they

had evacuated it. General T. J. Wood protested against the blind

obedience which General Crittenden would have given to this command,

and, pending the reference of the remonstrance to Rosecrans, McCook

was attacked and whipped. The soldiers fought the battle on our part,

not the general commanding the army; and it was Thomas, Rousseau,

Sheridan, Negley, Wood, and Palmer, as leaders, who saved the day,

and retrieved the disaster precipitated by McCook's incompetency,

and Rosecrans's incapacity, from extreme nervousness, to direct a

large column of troops. Sheridan's division was posted on the left

of McCook's corps, which, being struck in flank and rear, was very

quickly and unexpectedly doubled up and thrown back upon Sheridan's

division, which was thus forced, while fighting a division in its

front, to turn and form a defensive _crotchet_ to the whole army, thus

being compelled to expose one or the other of its flanks. It was forced

back by superior numbers until its line of battle described three

sides of a square, and these being broken after a terrible resistance,

it was forced to retreat through a dense forest of cedars, in which

artillery could not be moved, to the line formed by the reserves

under General Rousseau. While the rest of the corps had been rapidly

driven, Sheridan's division fought for hours desperately, losing all

the brigade commanders, seventy other officers, and nearly one third

of the men killed and wounded. The other divisions of McCook's corps,

under Jeff. C. Davis and R. W. Johnson, were never rallied until they

reached Nashville, while Sheridan's fell back upon the line of reserves

and fought for two days afterward. This result was entirely owing to

the personal exertions, daring, and skill of Sheridan; and his conflict

formed such a brilliant episode of that badly-managed battle, and his

abilities shone so prominently in contrast with the delinquencies of

others, that he was at once made a major general.

In the dark cedars at Stone River he kept his men together, when almost

surrounded or entirely cut off, only by being at all times along the

front line of battle with them; by well-directed encouragement to the

deserving, and the blackest reproaches to the delinquents; by alternate

appeals and curses, and a constant display of a daring which was

inspiring, and in the presence of which no man dared betray himself a

coward.

"The history of the combat of those dark cedars will never be known,"

wrote the only historian who has as yet truly written of Stone River,

Mr. W. S. Furay, of the Cincinnati Gazette, a young man of very

extraordinary abilities, and the most conscientious of all the war

correspondents whom I met in the army. "No man," he adds, "could see

even the whole of his own regiment, and no one will ever be able to

tell who they were that fought bravest, or they who proved recreant

to their trust. It was left to Sheridan to stay the successful onset

of the foe. Never did a man labor more faithfully than he to perform

his task, and never was leader seconded by more gallant soldiers. His

division formed a kind of pivot, upon which the broken right wing

turned in its flight, and its perilous condition can easily be imagined

when the flight of Davis's division left it without any protection from

the triumphant enemy who now swarmed upon its front and right flank;

but it fought until one fourth of its number lay bleeding and lying

upon the field, and till both remaining brigade commanders, Colonel

Roberts and Shaeffer, had met with the same fate as General Sill."

When Sheridan had extricated his command from the forest and got in

line with the reserves, he rode up to Rosecrans, and, pointing to the

remnant of his division, said,

"Here is all that is left of us, general. Our cartridge-boxes contain

nothing, and our guns are empty."

The Tullahoma campaign, which followed that of Stone River, offered

few opportunities for the display of any other quality of the

soldier in Sheridan than that of energy. The pursuit of Bragg, which

formed the main feature of that campaign, required rapid marching,

but no fighting. After the expulsion of the rebels from Tullahoma

and Winchester the general pursuit was abandoned, as the enemy had

reached the mountains, and only Sheridan's division and Stanley's

cavalry received orders to pursue the enemy across the mountains to

the Tennessee. Sheridan moved with great alacrity, hoping to reach

the bridge over the Tennessee at Bridgeport in time to save it from

destruction. He moved so rapidly that he reached the river before

Stanley's cavalry, which had been ordered by an indirect route through

Huntsville. He succeeded in saving the greater part of the bridge.

He used to tell with great glee that on reaching Bridgeport he found

numbers of the rear-guard of Bragg's army sitting on the burned end of

the bridge, and asking his advance on the opposite bank of the river

if "they were part of Stanley's cavalry." The infantry had moved so

rapidly in pursuit that the enemy had all the while mistaken them for

cavalry.

Sheridan has since displayed the same energy in moving, with better

effect. The surrender of Lee was, without doubt, the effect of

the admirable and vigorous execution by Sheridan of Grant's plan

of operations from Five Forks to Burkesville Junction. It will be

remembered that Sheridan, by rapid movements, placed his forces at

Jettersville before Lee had reached Amelia Court-house, and thus

cut off all retreat to Danville. His dispatches relating to those

operations partake of the vigor of the actual movements, and handsomely

illustrate his energy.

"I wish you were here yourself," he wrote to Grant--a compliment that

the little lieutenant general may be proud to point to. "If things are

pressed," he added, "I think Lee will surrender."

"Press things," was Grant's order. It needed no other. Sheridan pushed

forward rapidly, struck right and left, punishing the enemy wherever

found, and at last forcing Lee to surrender. Grant returned the

compliment with interest in writing his final report of the closing

operations of the war. He describes, in his peculiarly forcible

language, that, on the eve of the battle of Winchester and the

beginning of Sheridan's valley campaign, he went to Sheridan's quarters

to examine his plans, forces, material, etc., and found that he had

only a single instruction to give his lieutenant--"Go in!"

"Press things" and "go in" are instructions as laconic as they are

indefinite. They betray Grant's practicability and plainness, and honor

Sheridan. It is, perhaps, better to be the one addressed in such terms

than even the author of them. Sheridan is not less plain and forcible

in his language than Grant, as witness his various reports, the

quotations above, and his opinion of Texas. "If I owned," he once said,

"Texas and hell, I would sell Texas and live in the other place."

The battle of Chickamauga, as far as McCook and Sheridan were

concerned, was only a repetition of Stone River. McCook's corps,

consisting then of Davis's, Sheridan's, and Negley's divisions, was

again defeated. General Negley, very unfortunately for that gallant

officer and gentleman, was taken from his division in the heat of

battle and ordered to the command of a number of batteries, and the

division suffered badly, while the other division, under General

Jefferson C. Davis, was scattered in every direction. Sheridan, who had

formed the extreme right, had a desperate though ineffectual fight,

but, after being separated from the rest of the army, eventually cut

his own way out, brought in his division about half organized, and

took his place in the line at Rossville, to which Thomas fell back at

night. On this occasion, as at Stone River, Sheridan was a subordinate.

The disaster to his division was general to his corps, and resulted

from the incapacity of others, and not his own bad management. He was

powerless to avert, he could only partly retrieve the disaster. On

both occasions he did so with a skillful hand, by the most strenuous

exertions, and at great personal risk.

Chattanooga was the battle in which Sheridan caught the eye of Grant,

who there selected him without hesitation for the important position

which he subsequently filled. Sheridan's division formed the right of

the centre column, which, in the engagement at Chattanooga on November

25, 1863, assaulted and carried Mission Ridge, and, breaking the rebel

centre, assured the victory. His men were kept in position waiting for

the signal to assault for over thirty-six hours, and they and their

leader had grown very nervous, half fearing the battle would be won

too soon by Sherman and Hooker, and the chance for glory stolen from

them, when at last the wished-for signal came, and away to the charge

sprang the assaulting columns. General T. J. Wood commanded one column,

and he and Sheridan strove with a lofty ambition, in which there

was nothing that a saint could condemn, to reach the summit first.

Sheridan gloried in the deed. He could not contain himself, and yet he

rode along the front line, half leading, half directing his men, as

clear-headed as if the cross-fire of the twenty rebel batteries that

opened upon his men were directed against charmed lives, and he knew

them to be futile as against him. During the charge he took a canteen

of whisky from his aid, Captain Avery, and, filling a cup which he

carried, raised it with a gesture toward Bragg's head-quarters, which

were plainly visible on the mountain crest, saying, in imitation of

the soldiers, "How are _you_, Mr. Bragg?" Before he could drink the

liquor, a rifle-ball carried away cup and beverage. Sheridan exclaimed,

"That's damned ungenerous!" There was no time for more, and he spurred

forward, and soon again formed part of his front line. His horse was

killed under him, and he led the remainder of the assault on foot,

reaching the summit with the first, and, as horses were not plentiful

on the ridge, he sprang upon one of the fifty captured guns, swinging

his sword over his head, and shouting for joy with his men, while, at

the same moment, he poured invective after invective on the heads of

the rebels whom he was unable to pursue. Before the battle was ended,

Grant, having left his head-quarters in Orchard Knob, rode along the

summit of the ridge, and before the fire of the enemy had ceased he had

marked Sheridan for future use. Chattanooga was the flood-tide of his

fortunes, and, without knowing it at the time, he that day launched his

bark anew. Henceforth his abilities were not to be lost by his being

made subordinate to men of inferior calibre. He was henceforth to win

great successes, not retrieve, in some degree, the great disasters of

others.

Sheridan did not know for months after of his good fortune on that

day. On the contrary, his friends soon after had reason to imagine

that he was again under a cloud. It was but a few months after this

memorable battle that Gordon Granger and Sheridan were relieved of

their commands. It was generally known that Granger had offended Grant

by his delay in moving with Sherman to Burnside's aid at Knoxville, and

it was supposed that both he and Sheridan were laid on the shelf. I met

the latter as he passed through Nashville, and he told me that he did

not then exactly know his destination, except that it was Washington

City. The announcement was soon made, however, that he had been placed

in command of all of Grant's cavalry on the Potomac, and those who knew

Sheridan learned to appreciate more highly the clearness with which

Grant read the characters of his subordinates. Returning Sheridan to

the cavalry service was not by any means the least important of Grant's

services to the country.

It was not intended, in the scope of this chapter, to give a detailed

statement of the events of Sheridan's life. The purpose was rather to

make the public more familiar with his character than his history.

The prominent points of his later career are as well known to all

as myself. I have often had cause to regret that I have no personal

recollections of Sheridan's remarkable campaign in the Shenandoah

Valley. I should have been particularly glad to have had an opportunity

to witness and to analyze the wonderful effect of Sheridan's presence

on his men during the rout at Cedar Run. It can not be accounted for on

any theory, however philosophical, framed by a person who was not an

eye-witness, while it might be comprehended in the light of a minute

and graphic description of the manner of the general on that occasion.

His success in restoring order, and then confidence, was doubtless due

to his decisive manner, while the subsequent restoration of _morale_

was owing to the promptness with which the offensive was resumed.

The control which Sheridan then held over his men is certainly very

remarkable, in view of the short time during which he had commanded

them, and the condition in which he found them on this day. Absent

at the beginning of the battle of Cedar Creek, it will be remembered

that he pushed forward to the front to find his troops retreating

rapidly, and, although not pursued, much demoralized. Demoralized

does not necessarily, as I have found by experience on more than one

doubtful field, imply defeat. Sheridan appears to have felt so; for, on

being told by a colonel whom he met that the "army was whipped," the

indomitable Sheridan exclaimed, "You are, but the army isn't." His

presence seemed to inspire the men with a new purpose. He possesses a

secret similar to that of Cadmus. Though not making soldiers spring

ready-armed from the earth as Cadmus did, he creates an enthusiasm

which gives additional power and strength to those he has. On the

occasion alluded to, so powerful was this inspiring presence that, in

an incredible short space of time, he had his routed men re-formed

in line, and ready to receive the onslaught of the enemy. But the

enemy, intent on rifling the captured camps, had not pursued in force,

and Sheridan found waiting was in vain. The confidence of the troops

had been restored by the presence of their leader, the facility with

which he re-established the broken lines, and the cheering language

and encouraging tone of his conversation and orders. He fully

re-established the morale of the men when, finding the enemy failed to

pursue, he ordered an advance. The fact that he did advance on the same

day of the rout serves to show, among Sheridan's other great qualities

as a leader, his decision and daring. There are few generals, in our

own or any other service, who would have conceived the idea, or for a

moment entertained the purpose of immediately resuming the offensive.

Two years before, pursuit after a victory, not to mention pursuit after

a defeat, was held to be impossible. The fact that Sheridan was able on

this occasion to resume the offensive with complete success shows how

absolute was the confidence of the men in this comparative stranger,

who had plead, entreated, cursed, and browbeat the flying army into

order again. The magnificent ride from Winchester to the field, which

at the time was made in all the accounts the salient feature of the

battle, grows commonplace when compared to "Little Phil's" ride among

the routed masses of his corps. He may be said to have been every where

at once, for his presence was felt in every battalion. His orders,

so brilliantly illustrated and varied by his peculiar and numerous

oaths, found their natural echoes in the cheers of the men, in whose

hearts his presence restored confidence. The rapidity with which he

rallied his broken lines and brought order out of chaos is incredible

even to those who have seen the "belligerent cadet" in the midst of

battles; and to one who has never witnessed the singular effect which

the reception of orders to attack have on men, it will still remain

incredible how he so far restored the confidence and morale of his

troops as to enable him on that occasion to snatch victory from defeat.

There was some occasion for the display of the same personal daring,

and the exercise of the same influence by example, on the part of

Sheridan, at the battle of Five Forks. His _presence_ on every part

of that contested field, it is now generally conceded, had as much to

do as generalship with the final result of that battle, where every

thing depended on the persistence of the attack on the weak point which

Sheridan had discovered. It is doubtful if success would have followed

the efforts of a general who had been content to _direct_ the battle.

Sheridan _led_. He was in the front line, under the heaviest fire, at

all times, waving his sword, encouraging his men, exhorting them to

incredible deeds, and, as usual with him, swearing alternately at the

enemy and his own skulkers. He is represented by those present as the

"impersonation of every thing soldierly." He rode up and down the

lines, under fire, continually waving his sword, commanding in person,

exhorting them to seize the opportunity within their grasp, and sweep

their enemies to destruction. It is related of him, and the story is

characteristic enough to be true, that, at the conclusion of the first

day's unsuccessful battle at Five Forks, while striding up and down in

front of his field head-quarters, apparently absorbed in deep and calm

thought, he suddenly startled his staff by breaking out in a series of

horrible oaths, in which he swore he would carry the rebel lines next

day, or "sink innumerable fathoms into hell."

Despite several remonstrances which I have received from him and his

friends, I must say that Sheridan occasionally indulges in oaths, but

one can easily find it in his heart to forgive them. They are merely

the emphasis to his language. Oaths are said to be fools' arguments.

Sheridan throws them at one in a discussion not from a want of more

forcible arguments, but from a lack of patience to await the slow

process of logical conclusions. For this same reason he heartily

despises a council of war, and never forms part of one if he can

possibly avoid it. He executes, not originates plans; or, as Rosecrans

once expressed it in his nervous manner, "He fights--he fights!"

Whatever is given Sheridan to do is accomplished thoroughly. He does

not stop to criticise the practicability of an order in its detail, and

at the same time does not hesitate to vary his movements when he finds

those laid down for him are not practicable. He does not abandon the

task because the mode which has been ordered is rendered impossible by

any unexpected event. If the result is accomplished Sheridan does not

care whose means were employed, or on whom the credit is reflected.

He grasps the result and congratulates himself, the strategist of the

occasion and the men, with equal gratification and every evidence of

delight. His generous care for the reputation of his subordinates,

his freedom from all petty jealousy, his honesty of purpose, and the

nobleness of his ambition to serve the country and not himself, his

geniality and general good-humor, and the brevity of his black storms

of anger, make him, like Grant, not only a well-beloved leader, but one

that the country can safely trust to guard its honor and preserve its

existence. It is easy for one who knows either of the two--Grant and

Sheridan--to believe it possible that, during all the period in which

they held such supreme power in our armies, not a single thought of how

they might achieve greatness, power, and position, at the expense of

country, has ever suggested itself to their minds. There are few other

characters known in profane history of whom the same thing can be truly

said.

Sheridan goes into the heat of battle not from necessity merely. The

first smell of powder arouses him, and he rushes to the front of the

field. It is related of him that when the engagement of Winchester

began, he stood off a little to the rear, as Grant would have done, and

endeavored to calmly survey the field and direct the battle. But it was

not in his nature to remain passive for a great while. When the fight

warmed up and became general, he could stand it no longer, and, drawing

his sword, he exclaimed, "By God, I can't stand this!" and rode into

the heat of the engagement.

The belligerent in Sheridan's organization is often aroused without

the stimulus of the smell of gunpowder. In 1863, while Sheridan was

encamped at Bridgeport, Alabama, he invited General George H. Thomas,

then encamped at Deckerd, Tennessee, to examine the works erected at

Bridgeport and the preparations going on for rebuilding the bridge.

I was then at Deckerd, and being invited to accompany the party to

Bridgeport, did so. At one of the way-stations the train halted for

an unusually long time, and Sheridan, on asking the conductor, a

great, burly six-footer, the reason, met with a somewhat gruff reply.

Sheridan contented himself with reproving his manner, and ordered him

to proceed with the train. The conductor did not reply, and failed

to obey. After waiting for a time, Sheridan sent for the conductor,

and demanded to know why he had not obeyed. The fellow answered, in

a gruff manner, that he received his orders only from the military

superintendent of the road. Without giving him time to finish the

insulting reply, Sheridan struck him two or three rapid blows, kicked

him from the cars and into the hands of a guard, and then ordered the

train forward, acting as conductor on the down and return trip. After

starting the train he returned to his seat near General Thomas, and,

without referring to the subject, resumed his conversation with that

imperturbable dignitary.

On another occasion Sheridan detected an army news-vender in some

imposition on the soldiers, and, without waiting for an explanation,

he seized him by the back of the neck and thumped his head against the

car, although he had to stand on tiptoe to do it.

Sheridan's appearance, like that of Grant, is apt to disappoint one

who had not seen him previous to his having become famous. He has none

of the qualities which are popularly attributed by the imagination

to heroes. "Little Phil" is a title of endearment given him by his

soldiers in the West, and is descriptive of his personal appearance. He

is shorter than Grant, but somewhat stouter built, and, being several

years younger and of a different temperament, is more active and wiry.

The smallness of his stature is soon forgotten when he is seen mounted.

He seems then to develop physically as he does mentally after a short

acquaintance. Unlike many of our heroes, Sheridan does not dwindle as

one approaches him. Distance lends neither his character nor personal

appearance any enchantment. He talks more frequently and more fluently

than Grant does, and his quick and slightly nervous gestures partake

somewhat of the manner of Sherman. His body is stout but wiry, and set

on short, heavy, but active legs. His broad shoulders, short, stiff

hair, and the features of his face, betray the Milesian descent, but no

brogue can be traced in his voice. His eyes are gray, and, being small,

are sharp and piercing, and full of fire. When maddened with excitement

or passion these glare fearfully. His age is thirty-four, but long

service in the field has bronzed him into the appearance of forty, yet

he is one of the most elegant of young bachelors, and answers fully

to the description of the first Scipio, "_Et juvenis, et cœlebs, et

victor._"

[Illustration: JOSEPH HOOKER.]

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