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Caffey (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): article 1
The Baztle of Shiloh. The "Rough Notes" which we publish below, are from the Diary of one of General Johnston's Aids--Major D. M. Hayden, and were intended for insertion in yesterday's Dispatch. As an account of what occurred under his personal observation on the bloody battle field of Sunday, April 6th, this record will be read with thrilling interest: On the morning of April 6th I left Corinth and arrived at Monterey about one o'clock, and here witnessed the most painful sight that a soldier is called upon to see — a deserter was shot by order of Gen. Bragg. While lunching, Clanton's Alabama cavalry company brought in as prisoners a Major and two Lieutenants, one of them belonging to the staff of a Federal General. The prisoners were all handsomely mounted. A few minutes after about ten or fifteen more arrived, who said they were surprised. Gen. Breckinridge arrived at sundown, and a council of officers, consisting of Gens. Johnston, Beauregard, Bragg, and Breck
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as certain, and his countenance gleamed with the enthusiasm of a great man, who was conscious that he was penieving a great success that was to carry his name down to the latest syllable of recorded time. His body was borne from the field by myself and three others of the staff. Breckinridge's reserve composed a division of seven or eight thousand men — his own brigade of gallant Kentuckian, and Crittenden's and Carroll's commands, who were placed under him a few days before the battle. All of our Generals were conspicuous for bravery and gallantry, but you must excuse a Kentuckian, who was an eye witness, for saying that Gen. Breckinridge's conduct on that day was perfectly glorious, equalling in every respect the daring of Mural, United with the coolness of Wellington. I was near Major Tom Hawkins, who was wounded in the chin by a grapes shot, and saw Col. Hodge dismounted by a Minnie ball passing through the neck of his beautiful mare — both of Gen. B.'s staf
ral Chaimers, who received orders to push up the road and sweep down the river to where we heard heavy firing, supported by part of Wirt Adams's regiment. At this moment Major Smith of Gen. Johnston's staff, called for reinforcements for Gen. Cheatham, who had a hard fight on hand near the centre of the encampments. Two messengers were sent to Breckinridge to reinforce Cheatham. Fortunately he arrived in time at a great cost of life; for although General Bowen was ordered up at a double Cheatham. Fortunately he arrived in time at a great cost of life; for although General Bowen was ordered up at a double quick, Breckinridge had shelled the camp and routed the enemy before he reached the place. Gov. Harris led the East Tennessean himself in this part of the conflict. Gen. Johnston, elated with the entire success of the day, took his position before the brigades of Bowen and Breckinridge, and gave the order, "fix bayonets" The last moment I saw him, before his fall, he was haranguing his troops. The charge was made with a shot, and the enemy fled in confusion. I was by the side of Bowe
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wing, which was under command of Gen. Bragg. In the afternoon Gens. Polk and Hardee were summoned, and another conceal of officers was held at the cross roads, within a few hundred yards of the spot where we all bivouacked the night before the battle. The question was --as we have lost a day shall we fight? It was decided to strike. At 9 o'clock we bivouacked by fires. The General slept in an ambulance in which were brought our blankets from our single tent at Mon rey Preston, Wickliffe and myself slept by the same fire. Gen. Hardee came to our fire at 12 o'clock and said his men were out of provisions. As Gen. Johnston had spent the night before without sleep, I did not wish to awaken him, and directed Gen. Hardee to Col. Jordan, chief of Beauregard's staff. The General had ordered his horse at five o'clock, April 6, Sunday morning. We all got off in fine spirits, our pickets having announced by 5½ o'clock that the ball was opened. By 6½ firing was heard nearly all
ntre of the encampments. Two messengers were sent to Breckinridge to reinforce Cheatham. Fortunately he arrived in time at a great cost of life; for although General Bowen was ordered up at a double quick, Breckinridge had shelled the camp and routed the enemy before he reached the place. Gov. Harris led the East Tennessean himself in this part of the conflict. Gen. Johnston, elated with the entire success of the day, took his position before the brigades of Bowen and Breckinridge, and gave the order, "fix bayonets" The last moment I saw him, before his fall, he was haranguing his troops. The charge was made with a shot, and the enemy fled in confusion. I was by the side of Bowen, and the Minnie balls flew so close that they clipped his hair. I started to the right to see what had become of Chalmers, when I met Colonel O'Hara, who announced that Gen. Johnston was wounded. We followed him down into the ravine, where we found him reclining in the lap of Gov. Harris, who
thing was heard of Breckinridge's brigade which was composted of the Kentuckian — Carrolls and Crittenden's commands. Gen. Hardee met us upon the field, and reported skirmishes with the enemy that morning. Another conference was held, and it w Gen. Beauregard, he reviewed, the left wing, which was under command of Gen. Bragg. In the afternoon Gens. Polk and Hardee were summoned, and another conceal of officers was held at the cross roads, within a few hundred yards of the spot where which were brought our blankets from our single tent at Mon rey Preston, Wickliffe and myself slept by the same fire. Gen. Hardee came to our fire at 12 o'clock and said his men were out of provisions. As Gen. Johnston had spent the night before without sleep, I did not wish to awaken him, and directed Gen. Hardee to Col. Jordan, chief of Beauregard's staff. The General had ordered his horse at five o'clock, April 6, Sunday morning. We all got off in fine spirits, our pickets having annou
uns, and driving them towards their center. Judging from the number of our wounded that I passed over I think our loss was heavy here for we met the combined fire of their gunboats, artillery and Minnie rifle, which was truly terrific. General Gladden's brigade were the only troops of Bragg's division on the right. Gen. Johnston ordered this brigade to "charge bayonet," but the order was countermanded on learning from one of Gen. Gladden's aids that he was severely wounded. Col. PrestonGen. Gladden's aids that he was severely wounded. Col. Preston then carried the order to Hindman's brigade, who made a splendid and victorious charge. As an evidence of the accuracy of the shooting on both sides, I will state that I saw a small tree with thirteen distinct shots--seven of the enemy's and six of ours.--within a range of four feet. We found the Federal camps to be very fine, and their equipments in clothing complete. A member of the staff, in jest, brought out a lot of overcoats, and said, "Here, gentlemen, are overcoats for the wh
s battle he was elated from the very beginning, he knew that victory was certain, and his countenance gleamed with the enthusiasm of a great man, who was conscious that he was penieving a great success that was to carry his name down to the latest syllable of recorded time. His body was borne from the field by myself and three others of the staff. Breckinridge's reserve composed a division of seven or eight thousand men — his own brigade of gallant Kentuckian, and Crittenden's and Carroll's commands, who were placed under him a few days before the battle. All of our Generals were conspicuous for bravery and gallantry, but you must excuse a Kentuckian, who was an eye witness, for saying that Gen. Breckinridge's conduct on that day was perfectly glorious, equalling in every respect the daring of Mural, United with the coolness of Wellington. I was near Major Tom Hawkins, who was wounded in the chin by a grapes shot, and saw Col. Hodge dismounted by a Minnie ball pass
Tennessean himself in this part of the conflict. Gen. Johnston, elated with the entire success of the day, took his position before the brigades of Bowen and Breckinridge, and gave the order, "fix bayonets" The last moment I saw him, before his fall, he was haranguing his troops. The charge was made with a shot, and the enemy fled in confusion. I was by the side of Bowen, and the Minnie balls flew so close that they clipped his hair. I started to the right to see what had become of Chalmers, when I met Colonel O'Hara, who announced that Gen. Johnston was wounded. We followed him down into the ravine, where we found him reclining in the lap of Gov. Harris, who had gently lifted him from his horse. I was told that the only and last words he ever spoke were, some minutes after he was shot, "Governor, I believe I am seriously wounded." Col. Preston, in an agony of grief, threw his arms around him, and called aloud and asked if he knew him. I caught hold of his hand and
his part of the conflict. Gen. Johnston, elated with the entire success of the day, took his position before the brigades of Bowen and Breckinridge, and gave the order, "fix bayonets" The last moment I saw him, before his fall, he was haranguing his troops. The charge was made with a shot, and the enemy fled in confusion. I was by the side of Bowen, and the Minnie balls flew so close that they clipped his hair. I started to the right to see what had become of Chalmers, when I met Colonel O'Hara, who announced that Gen. Johnston was wounded. We followed him down into the ravine, where we found him reclining in the lap of Gov. Harris, who had gently lifted him from his horse. I was told that the only and last words he ever spoke were, some minutes after he was shot, "Governor, I believe I am seriously wounded." Col. Preston, in an agony of grief, threw his arms around him, and called aloud and asked if he knew him. I caught hold of his hand and saw that he was still br
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