CHAPTER XIII.

BEFORE ATLANTA.

Intrenching all night--Gallant exploit of the First and Third

Brigades--Atlanta in view--In the trenches before the city--The

Sixth Kentucky ordered to Tennessee--Turning over my command--A

parting word.

Early on the morning of the 18th marching orders were received,

and at eight o'clock, A. M., our brigade moved forward over a

rough road, our advance constantly engaged with the pickets of

the enemy, who retired before them. On reaching the Cross Roads

we effected a junction with Hooker's Corps, and formed in line of

battle, the rebels being in force in our front. We went to work

and threw up intrenchments; but the position assigned to the Sixth

Kentucky did not suit the commanding officer, and we were obliged

to advance and erect another line of works, which occupied us most

of the night. This is a kind of work under which soldiers often

become restive; and, indeed, it is far from agreeable, after a hard

day's marching and fighting, to find, after some hours of toil in

throwing up works, that the line has been improperly located, that

a new one must be chosen, and the balance of the night spent in

work that might have been avoided by a little care in the selection

of the position. When the second line also fails to please, as

is sometimes the case, the remarks of the soldiers are not very

complimentary to the skill and military sagacity of the officer

whose blunder has cost them so much labor and loss of necessary

sleep; and the wish is often expressed that Gen. ---- had the

selection of the position, as his eye never fails to see the proper

place at the first glance.

On the morning of the 19th our brigade moved to Peach Tree

Creek, in support of the First and Third Brigades, while they

attempted to cross the stream. This they did handsomely in the

face of a heavy fire, forcing the enemy to abandon a strong

line of works--possessing them so hastily as to capture a

lieutenant-colonel, several line officers, and nearly an entire

regiment in the trenches. This, in high military circles, is

regarded as one of the most brilliant achievements of the campaign,

and reflects the highest credit on the noble men by whom it was

accomplished.

While the First and Third Brigades were engaged in converting the

rebel works just gained by their valor into Federal defenses, our

brigade, under Gen. Hazen, was employed in constructing two bridges

for the artillery and wagons to cross upon. After dark we passed

over and relieved the troops in the front line, after a hard and

exciting day's work, which was attended, however, with but little

loss. On the next day our division was relieved from this portion

of the line by Newton's Division, of the Fourth Army Corps, and

moved some ten miles to the left, on the north side of Peach Tree

Creek, and, for the first time in a long while, enjoyed the luxury

of a quiet night's rest--there being troops in our front, which

relieved us of any fears of a night attack.

On the 21st we advanced to Peach Tree Creek, built a bridge and

crossed, soon after which we came up with the enemy strongly

intrenched. Our column halted, formed line of battle, and began

throwing up defenses in front. This, however, was done under a

sharp fire, and before our works were completed several men of

my now greatly-reduced regiment fell. We occupied this position

till the next day, when we found the enemy had decamped, Sherman

having rendered such a movement on their part a necessity. Gen.

Wood ordered us to advance at once, adding that we must throw out

a strong line of skirmishers, move on, and stop for nothing till

we had reached Atlanta; and had we been able to carry his order

out, we should have been ere nightfall possessors of the Gate

City. There was one difficulty in the way, however--the enemy was

unwilling that we should do so, and had only left one line of

works to occupy another stronger one, behind which they thought

themselves more secure from the encroaching Yankees. I was ordered

to move the Sixth forward as skirmishers, and did so till we came

upon the enemy strongly intrenched, and established our picket line

in close rifle range of the enemy. This position I held till our

battle line advanced, during which time the rebels gave my line a

most terrific shelling; but this was no novelty to the brave boys

of the Sixth; they swerved not for a moment, and before the sun

went down the line of our brigade was strongly intrenched, our

batteries in position, and hurling their deadly volleys upon the

lines of the foe, and upon Atlanta itself.

Now, for the first time since the campaign began, the Sixth

Kentucky was permitted to rest for a season. Our boys dug pits in

the ground to protect themselves from the shells and minie balls

which the enemy distributed profusely, waiting anxiously for the

fall of the city which had been the object of so much labor and

suffering, but which seemed to be in our grasp at last. Here we

remained, with but little change in our position, and that an

advanced one, for over three weeks; and yet, as the fox-hunters

say, we were not in at the death; for, on the 21st of August, I

received orders to report the regiment to Gen. Rosseau, at Decherd,

Tenn., having been transferred from the Fourth Army Corps to the

Twentieth.

During the time we were in front of Atlanta, we were almost

constantly under the enemy's fire, both musketry and artillery.

Our lines were in an open field, while those of the rebels were in

the timber on the opposite side, the pickets from each side being

advanced into the open field, and at close range, especially after

we had driven them from their first line of forts and occupied them

ourselves.

Though enjoying comparative rest when contrasted with our toils

on the march, we were by no means idle; we were engaged in picket

duty, in building and strengthening our defenses, skirmishing, and

making demonstrations against the enemy; and toward the close of

our stay, when our works were completed, we drilled twice a day in

an open field, within range of rebel sharp-shooters.

In obedience to General Orders of the War Department, I made

application for Companies A, B, and C to return to the rear

preparatory to being mustered out of service, as the regiment will

have served three years on the 1st of October--and that, too,

in the front, from Shiloh to the Gate City of the sunny South;

but, for want of being mustered at the proper time, they will

have to serve till the 23d of December, 1864. I requested that

the remaining seven companies should be sent to Eminence, Ky.,

where they were partly organized, to watch after the notorious

rebel Jessee, and his gang. This, however, was not granted; but,

as already stated, we were transferred to the Twentieth Army

Corps, to report at Decherd, Tenn. On the 23d of August we reached

Chattanooga, and I turned over the command to an officer who

certainly did not owe his place in the regiment to his faithful

discharge of duty; for he knew little, practically, of the dangers

through which it had passed, not being with it in the campaign

in which it had played so distinguished a part. The regiment was

drawn up in line, and I returned thanks to officers and men for the

faithful discharge of their duty in the campaign against Atlanta,

and referred to the imperishable record they had made. Cheers arose

all along the line; scarcely a man in the regiment was silent; and

never shall I forget this warm expression of their confidence and

regard. To my own company, in particular, I feel deeply indebted;

to them I owe the position I occupied through the most remarkable

campaign of the war; and with them I shall remain, if life be

spared, till we reach home again. The day for our return is not

far distant; but O, how few of those who started with me, nearly

three years ago, will return! Many parents will weep over sons,

and wives over husbands, who will return no more; but they died

in a holy cause, and have left a name which those who mourn their

loss may cherish with pride. During the campaign against Atlanta

alone the regiment lost, in killed and wounded, fifty-eight out of

one hundred and forty who were engaged; and when mustered out the

ranks will be thin, the numbers few. Not many regiments have seen

harder service than ours--none have borne themselves more nobly;

and I cherish the thought that my little book may be useful to the

historian of the war in Georgia and Tennessee, as the record of the

doings of the noble Sixth Kentucky.

I regret my inability to give a full list of the losses sustained

by the regiment; a few names, however, which now occur I will

mention. Lieut.-Col. Cotton was killed at the battle of Stone

River, on the 30th of December, 1862. Adjutant Middleton died in

the hospital--an accomplished Christian gentleman, and soldier

brave and true. Orderly-Sergeant W. H. Harper was badly wounded at

Chickamauga; and among the killed of my company were Sergeant G. W.

Lindsey, James Downs, and John H. Hall. On the 24th of December my

time, and that of my company, will expire; and I trust, ere that

day dawns, that bright-winged, dove-eyed peace, with the olive

twig just plucked off, will return. But if this may not be, I

shall not feel that I am discharged from further duty. The feeble

efforts I have made in my country's cause have been made freely; I

regret not the wounds I have received, or the cruel imprisonment I

have endured; and if peace, an honorable peace, be not obtained,

I am willing to pass through yet greater perils that my country

may triumph. That triumph will come at last, I can not doubt; the

justice of our cause and the spirit of our soldiers assures me of

this. We have met with defeat and disaster on some occasions, it

is true; yet our cause has ever been advancing. We have had many

cases of individual suffering, and yet those who have suffered

most have never despaired. Amid the privation and starvation of

Libby Prison I never found any who regretted the part they had

taken in this struggle, or who for a moment doubted the glorious

result. As Paul and Silas sang praises at midnight in the recesses

of the Philippian jail, so did they nobly bear all they suffered,

sustained by the firm conviction that the cause in which they had

periled all was a just one, and would prevail at last.

And now, reader, we must part; and if I have awakened in your

breast a stronger sympathy for the soldier in the field, and the

captive in prison, we have not met in vain. Should peace speedily

come, you may conclude that I have turned the sword into the

plowshare; but if the war must go on, you may safely conclude that

I am a soldier for the Union still.

TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE

Italic text is denoted by _underscores_.

Obvious typographical errors and punctuation errors have been

corrected after careful comparison with other occurrences within

the text and consultation of external sources.

Except for those changes noted below, all misspellings in the text,

and inconsistent or archaic usage, have been retained. For example,

worn out, worn-out; inclosed; reënforced; intrenched; hights; tyros.

Pg 7, 'Across the Chattahooche' replaced by 'Across the Chattahoochee'.

Pg 88, 'all the route' replaced by 'all along the route'.

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