CHAPTER XV.

SHILOH AND THE SIEGE OF CORINTH.

The Error of the Rebels.--Story of a Surgeon.--Experience of a

Rebel Regiment.--Injury to the Rebel Army.--The Effect in our own

Lines.--Daring of a Color-Bearer.--A Brave Soldier.--A Drummer-Boy's

Experience.--Gallantry of an Artillery Surgeon.--A Regiment Commanded

by a Lieutenant.--Friend Meeting Friend and Brother Meeting Brother

in the Opposing Lines.--The Scene of the Battle.--Fearful Traces

of Musketry-Fire.--The Wounded.--The Labor of the Sanitary

Commission.--Humanity a Yankee Trick.--Besieging Corinth.--A

Cold-Water Battery.--Halleck and the Journalists.--Occupation of

Corinth.

The fatal error of the Rebels, was their neglect to attack on the 4th,

as originally intended. They were informed by their scouts that Buell

could not reach Savannah before the 9th or 10th; and therefore a delay

of two days would not change the situation. Buell was nearer than they

supposed.

The surgeon of the Sixth Iowa Infantry fell into the enemy's hands

early on the morning of the first day of the battle, and established a

hospital in our abandoned camp. His position was at a small log-house

close by the principal road. Soon after he took possession, the

enemy's columns began to file past him, as they pressed our army. The

surgeon says he noticed a Louisiana regiment that moved into battle

eight hundred strong, its banners flying and the men elated at the

prospect of success. About five o'clock in the afternoon this regiment

was withdrawn, and went into bivouac a short distance from the

surgeon's hospital. It was then less than four hundred strong, but the

spirit of the men was still the same. On the morning of the 7th,

it once more went into battle. About noon it came out, less than a

hundred strong, pressing in retreat toward Corinth. The men still

clung to their flag, and declared their determination to be avenged.

The story of this regiment was the story of many others. Shattered and

disorganized, their retreat to Corinth had but little order. Only the

splendid rear-guard, commanded by General Bragg, saved them from utter

confusion. The Rebels admitted that many of their regiments were

unable to produce a fifth of their original numbers, until a week

or more after the battle. The stragglers came in slowly from the

surrounding country, and at length enabled the Rebels to estimate

their loss. There were many who never returned to answer at roll-call.

In our army, the disorder was far from small. Large numbers of

soldiers wandered for days about the camps, before they could

ascertain their proper locations. It was fully a week, before all

were correctly assigned. We refused to allow burying parties from the

Rebels to come within our lines, preferring that they should not

see the condition of our camp. Time was required to enable us to

recuperate. I presume the enemy was as much in need of time as

ourselves.

A volume could be filled with the stories of personal valor during

that battle. General Lew Wallace says his division was, at a certain

time, forming on one side of a field, while the Rebels were on the

opposite side. The color-bearer of a Rebel regiment stepped in front

of his own line, and waved his flag as a challenge to the color-bearer

that faced him. Several of our soldiers wished to meet the challenge,

but their officers forbade it. Again the Rebel stepped forward, and

planted his flag-staff in the ground. There was no response, and again

and again he advanced, until he had passed more than half the distance

between the opposing lines. Our fire was reserved in admiration of the

man's daring, as he stood full in view, defiantly waving his banner.

At last, when the struggle between the divisions commenced, it was

impossible to save him, and he fell dead by the side of his colors.

On the morning of the second day's fighting, the officers of one of

our gun-boats saw a soldier on the river-bank on our extreme left,

assisting another soldier who was severely wounded. A yawl was sent to

bring away the wounded man and his companion. As it touched the side

of the gun-boat on its return, the uninjured soldier asked to be sent

back to land, that he might have further part in the battle. "I have,"

said he, "been taking care of this man, who is my neighbor at home. He

was wounded yesterday morning, and I have been by his side ever since.

Neither of us has eaten any thing for thirty hours, but, if you will

take good care of him, I will not stop now for myself. I want to get

into the battle again at once." The man's request was complied with. I

regret my inability to give his name.

A drummer-boy of the Fifteenth Iowa Infantry was wounded five times

during the first day's battle, but insisted upon going out on the

second day. He had hardly started before he fainted from loss of

blood, and was left to recover and crawl back to the camp.

Colonel Sweeney, of the Fifty-second Illinois Infantry, who lost an

arm in Mexico and was wounded in the leg at Wilson Creek, received a

wound in his arm on the first day of the battle. He kept his saddle,

though he was unable to use his arm, and went to the hospital after

the battle was over. When I saw him he was venting his indignation

at the Rebels, because they had not wounded him in the stump of

his amputated arm, instead of the locality which gave him so much

inconvenience. It was this officer's fortune to be wounded on nearly

every occasion when he went into battle.

During the battle, Dr. Cornyn, surgeon of Major Cavender's battalion

of Missouri Artillery, saw a section of a battery whose commander had

been killed. The doctor at once removed the surgeon's badge from his

hat and the sash from his waist, and took command of the guns. He

placed them in position, and for several hours managed them with good

effect. He was twice wounded, though not severely. "I was determined

they should not kill or capture me as a surgeon when I had charge

of that artillery," said the doctor afterward, "and so removed every

thing that marked my rank."

The Rebels made some very desperate charges against our artillery, and

lost heavily in each attack. Once they actually laid their hands on

the muzzles of two guns in Captain Stone's battery, but were unable to

capture them.

General Hurlbut stated that his division fought all day on Sunday with

heavy loss, but only one regiment broke. When he entered the battle

on Monday morning, the Third Iowa Infantry was commanded by a

first-lieutenant, all the field officers and captains having been

disabled or captured. Several regiments were commanded by captains.

Colonel McHenry, of the Seventeenth Kentucky, said his regiment fought

a Kentucky regiment which was raised in the county where his own was

organized. The fight was very fierce. The men frequently called out

from one to another, using taunting epithets. Two brothers recognized

each other at the same moment, and came to a tree midway between the

lines, where they conversed for several minutes.

The color-bearer of the Fifty-second Illinois was wounded early in the

battle. A man who was under arrest for misdemeanor asked the privilege

of carrying the colors. It was granted, and he behaved so admirably

that he was released from arrest as soon as the battle was ended.

General Halleck arrived a week after the battle, and commenced a

reorganization of the army. He found much confusion consequent upon

the battle. In a short time the army was ready to take the offensive.

We then commenced the advance upon Corinth, in which we were six

weeks moving twenty-five miles. When our army first took position

at Pittsburg Landing, and before the Rebels had effected their

concentration, General Grant asked permission to capture Corinth.

He felt confident of success, but was ordered not to bring on an

engagement under any circumstances. Had the desired permission been

given, there is little doubt he would have succeeded, and thus avoided

the necessity of the battle of Shiloh.

The day following my arrival at Pittsburg Landing I rode over the

battle-field. The ground was mostly wooded, the forest being one

in which artillery could be well employed, but where cavalry was

comparatively useless. The ascent from the river was up a steep bluff

that led to a broken table-ground, in which there were many ravines,

generally at right angles to the river. On this table-ground our camps

were located, and it was there the battle took place.

Everywhere the trees were scarred and shattered, telling, as plainly

as by words, of the shower of shot, shell, and bullets, that had

fallen upon them. Within rifle range of the river, stood a tree

marked by a cannon-shot, showing how much we were pressed back on

the afternoon of the 6th. From the moment the crest of the bluff was

gained, the traces of battle were apparent.

In front of the line where General Prentiss's Division fought, there

was a spot of level ground covered with a dense growth of small trees.

The tops of these trees were from twelve to fifteen feet high, and had

been almost mowed off by the shower of bullets which passed through

them. I saw no place where there was greater evidence of severe work.

There was everywhere full proof that the battle was a determined one.

Assailant and defendant had done their best.

It was a ride of five miles among scarred trees, over ground cut by

the wheels of guns and caissons, among shattered muskets, disabled

cannon, broken wagons, and all the heavier débris of battle.

Everywhere could be seen torn garments, haversacks, and other personal

equipments of soldiers. There were tents where the wounded had been

gathered, and where those who could not easily bear movement to the

transports were still remaining. In every direction I moved, there

were the graves of the slain, the National and the Rebel soldiers

being buried side by side. Few of the graves were marked, as the

hurry of interment had been great. I fear that many of those graves,

undesignated and unfenced, have long since been leveled. A single

year, with its rain and its rank vegetation, would leave but a small

trace of those mounds.

All through that forest the camps of our army were scattered. During

the first few days after the battle they showed much irregularity, but

gradually took a more systematic shape. When the wounded had been

sent to the transports, the regiments compacted, the camps cleared

of superfluous baggage and _matériel_, and the weather became more

propitious, the army assumed an attractive appearance.

When the news of the battle reached the principal cities of the West,

the Sanitary Commission prepared to send relief. Within twenty-four

hours, boats were dispatched from St. Louis and Cincinnati, and

hurried to Pittsburg Landing with the utmost rapidity. The battle had

not been altogether unexpected, but it found us without the proper

preparation. Whatever we had was pushed forward without delay, and the

sufferings of the wounded were alleviated as much as possible.

As fast as the boats arrived they were loaded with wounded, and sent

to St. Louis and other points along the Mississippi, or to Cincinnati

and places in its vicinity. Chicago, St. Louis, and Cincinnati were

the principal points represented in this work of humanity. Many

prominent ladies of those cities passed week after week in the

hospitals or on the transports, doing every thing in their power, and

giving their attention to friend and foe alike.

In all cases the Rebels were treated with the same kindness that our

own men received. Not only on the boats, but in the hospitals where

the wounded were distributed, and until they were fully recovered, our

suffering prisoners were faithfully nursed. The Rebel papers afterward

admitted this kind treatment, but declared it was a Yankee trick to

win the sympathies of our prisoners, and cause them to abandon the

insurgent cause. The men who systematically starved their prisoners,

and deprived them of shelter and clothing, could readily suspect the

humanity of others. They were careful never to attempt to kill by

kindness, those who were so unfortunate as to fall into their hands.

It was three weeks after the battle before all the wounded were sent

away, and the army was ready for offensive work. When we were once

more in fighting trim, our lines were slowly pushed forward. General

Pope had been called from the vicinity of Fort Pillow, after his

capture of Island Number Ten, and his army was placed in position

on the left of the line already formed. When our advance began, we

mustered a hundred and ten thousand men. Exclusive of those who do not

take part in a battle, we could have easily brought eighty thousand

men into action. We began the siege of Corinth with every confidence

in our ability to succeed.

In this advance, we first learned how an army should intrench

itself. Every time we took a new position, we proceeded to throw

up earth-works. Before the siege was ended, our men had perfected

themselves in the art of intrenching. The defenses we erected will

long remain as monuments of the war in Western Tennessee. Since

General Halleck, no other commander has shown such ability to fortify

in an open field against an enemy that was acting on the defensive.

It was generally proclaimed that we were to capture Corinth with all

its garrison of sixty or seventy thousand men. The civilian observers

could not understand how this was to be accomplished, as the Rebels

had two lines of railway open for a safe retreat. It was like the old

story of "bagging Price" in Missouri. Every part of the bag, except

the top and one side, was carefully closed and closely watched.

Unmilitary men were skeptical, but the military heads assured them it

was a piece of grand strategy, which the public must not be allowed to

understand.

During the siege, there was very little for a journalist to record.

One day was much like another. Occasionally there would be a collision

with the enemy's pickets, or a short struggle for a certain position,

usually ending in our possession of the disputed point. The battle of

Farmington, on the left of our line, was the only engagement worthy

the name, and this was of comparatively short duration. Twenty-four

hours after it transpired we ceased to talk about it, and made only

occasional reference to the event. There were four weeks of monotony.

An advance of a half mile daily was not calculated to excite the

nerves.

The chaplains and the surgeons busied themselves in looking after

the general health of the army. One day, a chaplain, noted for his

advocacy of total abstinence, passed the camp of the First Michigan

Battery. This company was raised in Coldwater, Michigan, and the

camp-chests, caissons, and other property were marked "Loomis's

Coldwater Battery." The chaplain at once sought Captain Loomis, and

paid a high compliment to his moral courage in taking a firm and noble

stand in favor of temperance. After the termination of the interview,

the captain and several friends drank to the long life of the chaplain

and the success of the "Coldwater Battery."

Toward the end of the siege, General Halleck gave the journalists a

sensation, by expelling them from his lines. The representatives of

the Press held a meeting, and waited upon that officer, after the

appearance of the order requiring their departure. They offered a

protest, which was insolently rejected. We could not ascertain General

Halleck's purpose in excluding us just as the campaign was closing,

but concluded he desired we should not witness the end of the siege

in which so much had been promised and so little accomplished. A week

after our departure, General Beauregard evacuated Corinth, and our

army took possession. The fruits of the victory were an empty village,

a few hundred stragglers, and a small quantity of war _matériel_.

From Corinth the Rebels retreated to Tupelo, Mississippi, where

they threw up defensive works. The Rebel Government censured General

Beauregard for abandoning Corinth. The evacuation of that point

uncovered Memphis, and allowed it to fall into our hands.

Beauregard was removed from command. General Joseph E. Johnston was

assigned to duty in his stead. This officer proceeded to reorganize

his army, with a view to offensive operations against our lines.

He made no demonstrations of importance until the summer months had

passed away.

The capture of Corinth terminated the offensive portion of the

campaign. Our army occupied the line of the Memphis and Charleston

Railway from Corinth to Memphis, and made a visit to Holly Springs

without encountering the enemy. A few cavalry expeditions were made

into Mississippi, but they accomplished nothing of importance. The

Army of the Tennessee went into summer-quarters. The Army of the Ohio,

under General Buell, returned to its proper department, to confront

the Rebel armies then assembling in Eastern Tennessee. General Halleck

was summoned to Washington as commander-in-chief of the armies of the

United States.

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