CHAPTER XXVI.

Dr. Crawford followed General Hood's army and established headquarters

at Corinth, Miss. I followed at once, as soon as I could locate him. I

bought what provisions I could along the stations. At Columbus, Miss.,

some Federals who came there to tear up the track fired in the train as

we passed; several of the passengers were wounded but General Forrest

appeared at that moment on the scene and routed the enemy, killing and

wounding quite a number of them, and thus preventing the wreckage of the

railroad track. The car I rode in was riddled with bullets, but I

escaped unhurt; several of the passengers had a close call.

While at Corinth I was deputized to carry a message to the front, this

side of Franklin, Tennessee. I arrived in time where General Beauford's

men had a brush with the enemy. A stray bullet hit me in the thigh, and

for a time I thought I was seriously hurt. I was close to a little

stream of water. I had my leg tied above the wound with my handkerchief

and put it in the running stream. A surgeon came to probe my wound, but

trembled like a man having the palsy, and I told him he must not touch

me any further; he could hardly put his probe in the hole made by the

bullet. After a while I was picked up and sent to the rear where I was

cared for by Dr. Crawford, who was very sorry and regretted having sent

me. My wound was doing so well and there was no inflammation taking

place, and by keeping cold applications on it I was able to be about in

less than two weeks. Dr. Crawford said I did the best thing that could

be done by keeping inflammation down by putting my leg in the stream.

The wound did so well that he would not bother it to extract the ball,

and so I still carry it as a memento of the war. While at Corinth the

ladies of Washington county sent me a box. The battle of Franklin was

fought and a victory dearly bought. Two weeks later the battle of

Nashville was fought, and General Hood's magnificent army nearly

annihilated. They came through Corinth the worst conditioned men I ever

laid my eyes upon. There I met Lieut. John T. Gross of this County and

Capt. Joe Polhill of Louisville, Ga., and about twenty of their command.

They were hungry and in rags; I said, "Boys, you are in a bad fix."

Capt. Polhill said, "Ike, can you tell me where I can get something to

eat; I am starved." I said I had just heard that there was a box in the

depot for me, let us see what is in it. I took the crowd up to the

hospital and all got something to eat. The hospital wagon went to the

depot and got the box. It was a large box, and was filled to the top

with clothes and eatables. Lieut. Gross, who was barefooted, I supplied

with a pair of broken shoes. Many of the provisions were cooked. I took

out some checked shirts and knit socks and a pair of pants and jacket

and divided the rest among the boys, who were all from Jefferson and

Washington counties, and even to this day Capt Polhill declares I saved

his life. He is still one of the Vets. and a useful and honored citizen

of Louisville, Ga.

Corinth at that time when I saw it, was only a railroad station with an

improvised station house or warehouse. A few chimneys here and there

indicated where had previously stood some houses. It is not far from the

Tennessee river, about ten miles from Shiloh, where Albert Sidney

Johnson, from Texas, was killed and General Beauregard saved the day.

During my convalescence I walked over some of the battle ground. Being

tired I sat down on a log. There were two logs touching each other

lengthways. They had been large trees, about two and a half to three

feet in diameter. Playing on the ground with my crutch I unearthed a

bullet; presently I scratched up another. I noted that the logs were

riddled with bullets. I picked up over one hundred pounds of musket

balls in a space not over twenty-five feet square. How any escaped such

a shower of lead in such a small place can't be possible. Undoubtedly

those logs had served as a protection behind which those brave fellows

sent forth in the ranks of their adversaries a similar amount of death

dealing missiles.

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