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John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, December, 1861. (search)
lizabethtown went to the hotel, and in an imperious way ordered dinner, assuring the landlord, with much emphasis, that he was no damned common officer, and wanted a good dinner. December, 18 In camp at Bacon creek, eight miles north of Green river. Have been two days on the way from Elizabethtown; the road was bad. There were nine regiments in the column, which extended as far almost as the eye could reach. At Louisville I was compelled to bear heavily on officers and men. On the mit for twenty minutes on guard duty, throwing in here and there patriotic expressions, which encouraged and delighted the boys very much. When he departed they gave him three rousing cheers. December, 21 A reconnaissance was made beyond Green river yesterday, and no enemy found. We are short of supplies; entirely out of sugar, coffee, and candles, and the boys to-night indicated some faint symptoms of insbordination, but I assured them we had made every effort possible to obtain the
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, January, 1862. (search)
will be but little if any better than a mob. January, 7 We hear of the Colonel occasionally. He is still at Louisville, running his train on the broad gauge. His regiment, he says, has been maneuvering in tile face of the enemy beyond Green river, threatened with an attack day and night. Constant vigilance and continued exposure in this most inclement season of the year, so underlined his health that he was compelled to retire a little while to recuperate. He affirms that he has theas driven off by the guard, after a sharp engagement, in which report says nine of the enemy were killed and six of our men. The enemy is doing but little in our front. A night or two ago he ventured to within a few miles of our forces on Green river, burnt a station-house, and retired. January, 28 The Colonel returned at noon. I was among the first to visit him. He greeted me very cordially, and called God to witness that he had never spoken a disparaging word of me. Busy bodies and
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, February, 1862. (search)
sponsible either for the driver's neck or the traps with which the wagon is laden. It was about eight o'clock in the evening when we crossed the bridge over Green river. The moon had around it a halo, in which appeared very distinctly all the colors of the National flag-red, white, and blue-and the boys said it was a good omenassed many fine houses, and extensive, well improved farms. But few white people were seen. The negroes appeared to have entire possession. Six miles from Green river a young and very pretty girl stood in the doorway of a handsome farm-house and waved the flag of the Union. Cheer after cheer arose along the line; officers sa be lying in General Hardee's quarters, dangerously ill, and that under cover of this report he left town dressed in citizen's clothes and visited our camps on Green River. February, 18 The weather is turning warm again, the men are quartered in houses. I room at the hotel. This sort of life, however pleasant it may be, ha
John Beatty, The Citizen-Soldier; or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, April, 1862. (search)
a Nashville, says that a part of our army was terribly beaten on Sunday; but reinforcements arriving on Monday, the rebels were driven back, and our losses of the first day retrieved. A courier arrived about dark with dispatches for General Mitchell; but they were forwarded to him unopened. April, 13 Confused and unsatisfactory accounts still reach us of the great battle at Pittsburg Landing. It is strange what fortune, good or ill, our division has had. Taking the lead at Green river, we doubted not that a battle awaited us at Bowling Green. In advance again on the march to Nashville, we were sure of fighting when we reached that place. Starting again, the division pushed on alone to Murfreesboro, Shelbyville, Fayetteville, and finally to Huntsville and Decatur, Alabama, at each place expecting a battle, and yet meeting with no opposition. With but one division upon this line, we looked for hard work and great danger, and yet have found neither. As we advanced the