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John D. Billings, The history of the Tenth Massachusetts battery of light artillery in the war of the rebellion, Chapter 17: (search)
Chapter 17: Hatcher's Run. October 25 to November 1, 1864. By the left flank-the fight on Boydton Plank Road the Tenth sent in at it hot and heavy we are flanked on to Libby —give ‘Em canister fall of Lieut. Smith and Private Atkinson running the gantlet fall of Lieut. Granger with Drawal of the Corps synopsis of General Hancock's Report. Having marched some distance to the rear, we came to a halt in a large field near Fort Bross. This was a fort at the extreme left of our rear line of defences, near the Norfolk Railroad. Here we were joined by more artillery and two divisions of infantry. No further movement was made Tuesday, and we lay whiling away the time, hearing and circulating yarns as to the destination of the prospective move. The battery wagon and forge were sent to City Point, which gave color to the story that all non-combatants and superfluous materielwere to be sent thither, that a small picket was to hold the main line, while the rest of
John D. Billings, The history of the Tenth Massachusetts battery of light artillery in the war of the rebellion, Appendix. (search)
ere, so weak that their stronger comrades were obliged to give support, for not a man could leave the ranks under penalty of being shot—we were kept standing in the broiling sun more than an hour. Two were shot while we were in line in front of Libby; they called us all sorts of abusive epithets. After they had thinned the prisoners out in Libby, intending to transfer some to Salisbury and Andersonville, they put a part of our squad into Libby and a part into Castle Thunder. Constant siftave been about the same as that of the old Gallipolis bank of which the story went that you could buy wood with it at the rate of cord for cord. That afternoon they issued a ration to us: four mouldy hard-tack, to last us until we should reach Libby. A little before sunset we were started for the train of platform cars which were to take us to Richmond. To reach them we were obliged to march about three miles out, for the thirteen-inch mortar, the Dictator, which we had seen a month before