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Louisville (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
evening. Commanders of corps were directed to carry with them all their sick, leaving such baggage and stores as could not be transported. Previously there had been rumors of an advance, and when the order to prepare to move was issued to the troops, it was received with exultation. The Tennesseeans were especially delighted, and prepared with alacrity to return to their fire-sides. It had been currently reported that letters had been received by prominent Tennesseeans, from friends at Louisville and Washington, assuring them that the Cumberland Gap expedition would soon be pushed to an issue. This order, therefore, confirmed the report; and I am told that Hon. Andy Johnson, General Carter, Colonel Byrd, Colonel Spears, and others, were elated at the prospect of an immediate fruition of their hopes. They did not seem to comprehend that the order concerning the sick implied a retrograde movement. But when informed of the fact, they were overwhelmed with sorrow and indignation. M
Camp Dick Robinson (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
lted, not long before day. The teams were also moving all night long. The necessity to carry the sick obliged us to leave much stores and ammunition. I am told we left twenty-two tuns of ammunition at London. And yet, readers, we were making a forced march to prevent the enemy from cutting us off, or to save Blue Grass. Strange that soldiers should leave their ammunition and march to meet the enemy. At Pitman's we met thirteen wagons loaded with commissary stores en route from Camp Dick Robinson for London. These were unloaded immediately, and proceeded to London for patients and stores. Some of the regiments had necessarily left their tents and camp equipage, so that even had fatigue permitted them to pitch tents, they could not have enjoyed the luxury. November 14.--A heavy storm of rain roused the bivouackers from sleep. Their blankets and clothing were saturated with water. The morning was most dismal. Wildcat Heights, crowned with a heavy coronal of mist, frowned
Kentucky (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
p from Tennessee with a strong column, to form a junction with Buckner, to penetrate the Blue Grass country. Such were the facts and statements prior to the hour of marching. The subsequent facts will appear in the following diary: London, Ky., Wednesday, November 13. Long before eight o'clock P. M., most of the troops of the Wildcat Brigade, with three days rations in their haversacks, were prepared to march. The sick who could be removed — and there were many too feeble to walk, yd; one wagon was lost and twenty-six thousand pounds of ammunition; about the same report is made by the Fourteenth Ohio; so with each of the regiments. But the moral effect of the countermarch is one of its worst features. The mountaineers of Kentucky regard it a retreat, and the prestige of the victory at Wildcat is turned against us. And so ended the great Cumberland Gap Expedition. But I beg you to wait, readers, for an echo from the Wildcat Brigade. If I mistake not, there will be a f
Mount Vernon, Knox County, Ohio (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
xhausted soldiers and jaded teams struggled and toiled in pain all that miserable day and far into night; for even at midnight feeble stragglers staggered into Mount Vernon, where the Fourteenth and Seventeenth rested, to find their comrades. This night the poor lads went to bed supperless, for fatigue was overpowering, and sleapprehend that the brigade would be cut off unless it made the forced march, why send the Tennesseeans and Kentuckians bck to be sacrificed? Who will answer? Mount Vernon, November 15. Thank God! the sun shines to-day. We learn this morning that the Thirty-eighth Ohio encamped five miles below here last night. During the namp, and see whether rails were burnt. A member of the Fourteenth, coming in late, reports: I saw a dead man of the Fourteenth, lying on the roadside beyond Mount Vernon. He died of exhaustion. Another says: I saw another dead man on the roadside to-day. He died of exhaustion. A surgeon says: I saw two men yesterday in the
Rockcastle (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
cat Heights, crowned with a heavy coronal of mist, frowned in dreary and discouraging altitude before us. The roads were already worked into a tough muck, the pathway on the edges where the troops walked, were slimy and slippery. Beyond was Rockcastle River, swift and reported unfordable. But the word was en avant. The lads partook of their cold rations and hot coffee, and took up the toilsome march. Every step was laborious to the sturdy, agonizing to the feeble. Knapsacks almost too heavy from illness, bears the burthen of a sick soldier's knapsack. Colonel Coburn dismounts, and pushes through the mud, while a feeble lad rides his charger. The captains, on foot, emulate their superiors, and encourage them by example. At Rockcastle River, the column is victoriously over Wildcat. The dismal train halts at the ferry, in the mud and rain. The jaded men fall asleep on the sod of a neighboring meadow, waiting the slow process of crossing all that column in one small float. The
Indiana (Indiana, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
comrades. This night the poor lads went to bed supperless, for fatigue was overpowering, and sleep sweeter than meat. Some of them marched fourteen, some sixteen miles that day--thirteen the night and morning before. This day's work was more disastrous than ordinary battles. God knows how many sturdy constitutions it wrecked; how many brave volunteers it will kill. But I had almost forgot the episode of the day. The few Tennesseeans who had manfully breasted the task with Ohio and Indiana, were mere stragglers. Their officers were scattered as badly as the men. The privates were huddled in shivering groups along the route. It seemed as if they never could be collected. A hundred yards or so below a house where I halted for luncheon, there was a party of perhaps a hundred or more. There were two or three with me, bitterly denouncing the countermarch. At that moment an officer rode down the highway, proclaiming joyfully, Tennesseeans and Kentuckians are ordered back to Lo
Crab Orchard, Ky. (Kentucky, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
es the following minute account of this affair: Crab Orchard, Ky., Sunday, November 17. My last letter was written from Camp Coburn, near Crab Orchard. The Wildcat Brigade, or sorrowful fragments of it, had but just staggered into camp aftder to meet the rebels, who were reported moving toward Crab Orchard in strong force to cut them off, and that a retrograde for a forced march of the entire brigade from London to Crab Orchard, why order back the Tennesseeans and Kentuckians, before they had approached within fifteen miles of Crab Orchard? If there was no adequate cause for the march, why was not the wving relief. The column goes into camp two miles below Crab Orchard. The lads, inspired, move briskly, and camp is at lastt now there is another order fresh from Headquarters at Crab Orchard. Exhausted as they are, soldiers are forbidden to burnof my own regiment. They probably died of exhaustion. Crab Orchard, November 17. The Thirty-eighth Ohio and the Thirty-
Washington (United States) (search for this): chapter 179
nders of corps were directed to carry with them all their sick, leaving such baggage and stores as could not be transported. Previously there had been rumors of an advance, and when the order to prepare to move was issued to the troops, it was received with exultation. The Tennesseeans were especially delighted, and prepared with alacrity to return to their fire-sides. It had been currently reported that letters had been received by prominent Tennesseeans, from friends at Louisville and Washington, assuring them that the Cumberland Gap expedition would soon be pushed to an issue. This order, therefore, confirmed the report; and I am told that Hon. Andy Johnson, General Carter, Colonel Byrd, Colonel Spears, and others, were elated at the prospect of an immediate fruition of their hopes. They did not seem to comprehend that the order concerning the sick implied a retrograde movement. But when informed of the fact, they were overwhelmed with sorrow and indignation. Mr. Johnson turn
Tennessee (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
would not recede a foot of the ground which had been conquered; others expressed determination to desert and return to Tennessee at all hazards, and many wept with vexation and despair. Their officers appealed earnestly to their patriotism, announve the expedition. It was also stated by officers of various regiments, that Zollicoffer was reported marching up from Tennessee with a strong column, to form a junction with Buckner, to penetrate the Blue Grass country. Such were the facts and st, and appealed to an officer to stop the deserters. He said the regiment was disorganized — the men were going back to Tennessee; their officers could do nothing with them. The poor fellows, with despairing exceptions, continued to proclaim their If I mistake not, there will be a fierce growl ere long from the Tennessee Camp, as vehement as the denunciation from East Tennessee, which you read a day or two ago in the Commercial. And I am inclined to believe that if the indignant letters of the
Ohio (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 179
find their comrades. This night the poor lads went to bed supperless, for fatigue was overpowering, and sleep sweeter than meat. Some of them marched fourteen, some sixteen miles that day--thirteen the night and morning before. This day's work was more disastrous than ordinary battles. God knows how many sturdy constitutions it wrecked; how many brave volunteers it will kill. But I had almost forgot the episode of the day. The few Tennesseeans who had manfully breasted the task with Ohio and Indiana, were mere stragglers. Their officers were scattered as badly as the men. The privates were huddled in shivering groups along the route. It seemed as if they never could be collected. A hundred yards or so below a house where I halted for luncheon, there was a party of perhaps a hundred or more. There were two or three with me, bitterly denouncing the countermarch. At that moment an officer rode down the highway, proclaiming joyfully, Tennesseeans and Kentuckians are ordered
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