CHAPTER IV

THE FIRST DAY'S BATTLE

Crittenden's corps on the left of the Army of the Cumberland,--which had

been selected by Rosecrans to make the initial move in the fight,--was

separated from Breckenridge's entrenched division, on Bragg's right, by

two miles of distance and Stone's River, which in that immediate vicinity

could be crossed at only one ford. Between the heavily-massed regiments on

Bragg's left flank and McCook's corps, to the contrary, there were only a

few hundred yards. Therefore, though McCown,--who had moved in the

night,--found some difficulty in adjusting his line to suit Hardee's

taste, the Confederates had ample time to strike the first blow. A dense

fog shielded the movement from the Union pickets. McCown's troops swung

off in a semi-oblique direction, leaving an ever-widening interval between

him and Withers's division, of Polk's corps, into which at the proper

instant Cleburne slipped. In a few moments the crackling of rifle-fire

heralded the opening of the battle.

That the brigades on the extreme right of the Union Army were surprised

upon that fateful morning has been repeatedly denied; but it is certain

that they were not properly prepared for the storm that was about to burst

upon them. August Willich was actually away from his command, and his men

were at breakfast, with their arms stacked. The captain of the battery

that was posted at the left of the brigade had sent his horses off to

water, so little did he dream of impending danger. The men of the other

brigade were scarcely,--if any,--better prepared, and upon them fell the

brunt of the first assault.

Right on the heels of the pickets, whose shots were of little apparent

effect, appeared a long line of gray-clad infantry that extended far

beyond either flank of the hapless Union brigades. The advancing troops

fired as they came, and many Northern soldiers were shot down before they

could grasp their arms. General Kirk sent a vain summons to Willich for

aid, and fell mortally hurt in an heroic effort to form his men. Old

Willich himself, spurring in hot haste to rejoin his command, rode

straight into the enemy's line. This scion of a royal house,--for he was

reputed to be the natural son of William of Prussia,--had several months

in a Southern prison in which to reflect upon whatever error he may have

committed that morning. The two brigades did not flee without an effort at

resistance; indeed, both offered obstinate opposition for as long a time

as possible, but they could not hold out against two divisions, of four

brigades each.

Kirk lost 500 killed and wounded, and 350 captured; while Willich's loss

was more than 400 killed and wounded, and about 700 captured. They were

soon in headlong flight.

With the dispersion of these troops, but one brigade, of Johnson's

division,--the reserve under Baldwin,--was left intact; and now the next

division was threatened on the flank. With quick soldierly instinct the

commander, Jefferson C. Davis, drew back his right brigade, under Post,

and made other dispositions to cooeperate with Baldwin. He had scarcely had

time to complete these preparations, ere both Baldwin and Post were

struck. At the same moment the Confederate grand wheel having got into

full swing, two brigades of Withers's division, of Polk's corps, hurled

themselves against Davis's two remaining brigades,--Carlin's and

Woodruff's,--and against Sill's brigade of Sheridan's division, adjoining

Davis on the left.

Here the Confederates met a check. Baldwin, it is true, had to retreat

shortly, to escape being taken in right and rear; but Post repulsed an

attack upon his front, and Carlin, Woodruff, and Sill threw back their

assailants so violently that Polk ordered up his reserves. A second attack

met the same fate, though General Sill was killed between the guns of a

battery that he was directing. For the third time the gray infantry

advanced to the fight, which now involved the whole of Sheridan's

division. In frontal attack they were held, but one Union command after

another had to retire, to avoid capture under flank attacks. Thus

Sheridan's division was dislodged, as had been Johnson's and Davis's.

Up to this juncture the working out of Bragg's plan had fully equalled, if

not exceeded, the expectations of the Southern commander. The whole right

wing of the Union army had been hurled from position, and some of the

commands composing it had been driven for miles. Thousands of Union

prisoners and great stores of small arms had been captured, together with

many pieces of artillery, which could not be hauled back in the headlong

retreat over the rough ground and through the clumps of cedar in which the

battlefield abounded. In its further development, or swing, the grand

wheel was now threatening the Union centre, and the exultant Confederates

entered with confidence upon another distinct stage of the fighting. If

the right could be driven still further, or the centre pierced, the

Nashville pike would fall into the possession of the Army of the

Tennessee, which would then have at its mercy practically the whole Army

of the Cumberland. But,--though the prize seemed so near,--it now became

evident that new conditions were to be encountered, and that the contest

was about to enter upon a new phase.

Confident in the belief that his right wing could and would resist any

movement against it, Rosecrans had gone early in the morning to

Crittenden's corps, to witness the initiation of his carefully conceived

plan. It was 8 o'clock before the leading brigade of Van Cleve's division

waded Stone's River at the near-by ford, and began climbing the hill on

the other side, with a view to attacking Breckinridge. For a couple of

hours firing had been heard on the right, but it gave no uneasiness to the

Union commander, who believed that the instructions of the night before

were being obeyed. Even when a message from McCook, asking aid in somewhat

formal terms, came, Rosecrans was not disturbed, but sent back word that

the right must be held.

It was not until two of Van Cleve's brigades had crossed the stream, and

the third was making ready, that a frantic message gave Rosecrans an idea

of the disaster that had befallen part of his army. And as he gave hurried

orders, the crowds of fugitives,--cowards, skulkers, the slightly wounded,

and brave men who had fought until beaten,--that began to stream through

the woods brought confirmation of the evil tidings.

Rosecrans instantly recalled Van Cleve's division. One

brigade,--Fyffe's,--that had not yet crossed, he hurried straight out on

the Nashville pike, where his instinct told him the greatest danger lay,

and where at that moment the enemy's cavalry was reaping rich spoil from

the long wagon trains. The men of Beatty's brigade were sent, dripping

with the water of Stone's River, right into the heart of the battle, which

now raged almost in the rear of the centre. The third brigade,--Price's,--

was held to guard the ford. The demonstration of this division against

Breckenridge, though so quickly abandoned, had important effects on that

general as well as on the fortunes of the day.

It was the supreme test for Rosecrans, and whatever his previous faults

may have been, he now bore himself well. He hurried up ammunition, which

was much needed at many points; directed the formation of new lines and

the posting of fresh batteries; and whenever the emergency permitted, he

took himself to the battle front, where his presence served to reanimate

his sorely-beset soldiers. In spurring from one part of the field to

another, his aide-de-camp and much-loved companion, Lieut.-Col. Julius P.

Garesche, was beheaded by a cannon ball, and his blood sprinkled the

uniform of his commander. But battles give scant time for mourning, and

Rosecrans, without delay, ordered the further disintegration of

Crittenden's corps, that reenforcements might be sent where needed.

Harker, of Wood's division, was hurried after Beatty,--to the right of

Rosecrans's division of Thomas's corps,--while Hascall's brigade was held

as a mobile body, under the eye of General Wood himself.

Upon Thomas now fell a burden of tremendous weight. He had early perceived

the displacement of Sheridan, and had sent two brigades of Rosseau's

division to reenforce that commander and support his right. Then he turned

to face one of the most dangerous and furious efforts made by the foe

during the whole day. Hardee, with his whole force, was moving to take

Sheridan in flank and in the rear; Cheatham, of Polk's corps, was

advancing against Sheridan in front, and Withers was preparing to leap

upon Negley. To give way here would be fatal, for back of Thomas and of

what was left of the right wing Rosecrans was hastily arranging a new

battle-line to hold the Nashville Pike.

The commander of the centre seemed ubiquitous. Though his charger never

broke out of the slow pace that had given its master the nickname of "Old

Trot," Thomas was apparently in all places at once,--now directing the

firing to repulse a charge, now placing a regiment in line, and again

marking a point to which his troops must retire and take up the fight

anew.

The Confederate infantry now pressed forward in a frenzy of enthusiasm.

The piercing "rebel yell" rose triumphantly above the roar of cannon and

the bark of musketry, and many regiments pressed clear to the borders of

the cedars in which the Union troops were posted, before they had to

retire from a merciless fire.

Again and again Hardee and Cheatham brought their men to the charge. The

exigencies of the battle twisted the Union line into strange shapes. Here

a brigade was in a half-circle with a concave side to the enemy; another

presented a convex front to attack. Miller's brigade of Negley's division

was like a triangle without the base, and, aided by splendid artillery

service, repulsed simultaneously assaults in front and on both sides. But

many trains having been captured or swept away, Sheridan's men found

themselves out of ammunition, and his division was withdrawn, leaving

Negley's right and Rosseau's left "in the air." Into the interval poured

the Confederate columns. Thomas was compelled to withdraw his two

divisions to an improvised line, and Negley and Rosseau reluctantly faced

the rear.

The firing had been so heavy in these divisions that the cartridge-boxes

of dead and wounded had been robbed for the precious ammunition. Rosseau

made the movement under fire, but, reaching Thomas's temporary line,

turned and delivered such a blast from rifles and artillery as threw back

the pursuing enemy and left the field covered with bodies.

Shepherd's brigade of regulars especially distinguished itself here; for,

firing by platoon from flank to flank,--as steadily as though at

drill,--it cut down the enemy in front as a scythe mows grain, and drove

away a greatly superior force, losing in a few minutes one-third of its

whole number. Negley's division was almost surrounded, and had to cut its

way,--sometimes at the point of the bayonet,--through the Confederates,

who had reached its rear. In the movement this division had to abandon six

guns.

Palmer's division, which was already fiercely engaged, was now in the

greatest peril, as Negley's retirement left an unprotected flank. On the

right Cruft's brigade was almost surrounded while repulsing a frontal

attack; but Grose's brigade, held in reserve, changed front to the rear

and cleared a way. Hazen, at the apex of what was known as the "Round

Forest," met repeated heavy attacks, but, owing to superior position and

artillery support, was able to hold his own, though losing heavily. As

Palmer retired, his division established connection with the right and

faced the enemy with renewed confidence.

The grand wheel had now traversed the full quarter of a circle. It had

been carried out with remarkable consistency and with remarkable speed and

power. Every command in Bragg's army, with the exception of his reserve,

had felt the impulse of the great maneuver, had taken a place therein, in

regular order, and, at first glance, it would have seemed with complete

success. For the entire Union army, with the exception of a small part of

the left wing, had been forced from position. Its battle-front, instead of

facing squarely east, now faced south, and its curving line was in place

behind the Nashville Pike,--its only avenue of safety,--which in some

instances was in plain sight of the enemy and within reach of his

artillery and musketry. But though Rosecrans had lost heavily in men,

guns, horses, and ammunition, Bragg had not escaped without cost. Some of

his splendid brigades mustered but half of the strength with which they

had begun the battle, and almost all the men were so exhausted as to be

unable to go further. Moreover, they faced an army of men,--men who

disliked being beaten, who occupied an elevated position of great

strength, who had secured fresh stores of ammunition, who, acutely

conscious of their danger, were resolved not to yield further, and who

actually, here and there, showed a disposition to make reprisals upon

their valiant foe.

But Bragg had not entirely exhausted his resources. The Union left lay

temptingly near him, and, if he could crush or turn it, the rest of

Rosecrans's army might still be his. Fresh troops were needed for such an

attempt, but the five brigades of Breckinridge's division were at hand and

they were summoned for the final effort. Breckenridge had been asked for

reenforcements early in the day, but he had seen Van Cleve's big division

start in his direction, and, apparently, had not seen it return when it

was sent flying to arrest the rout of McCook's corps. He had also been

ordered to meet some reenforcements, which Bragg had thought were coming

to Rosecrans, but which did not appear; and consequently, had kept his

division intact. Now he detached the brigades of Adams and Jackson, which,

dashing through the river, threw themselves impetuously upon the Union

forces in the "Round Forest." Upon Hazen's sorely-tried troops the brunt

of the assault fell, but, using the railroad embankment as a protection,

they managed to hold on. Soon Adams and Jackson turned back, shattered

beyond further use.

Now Breckinridge in person led to the assault the brigades of Preston and

Palmer; but Hazen was now aided by whatever regiments, battalions, and

odds and ends of troops could be spared to him. Preston and Palmer were

not only driven back, but they left some prisoners as a result of a

countercharge by a Union regiment.

Here ended the first day's battle.

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