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Belle Isle, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
our first day in Virginia we marched about eleven miles, and the next day seven more, camping near an insignificant settlement, known as Woodsgrove, amidst a profusion of blackberries. From this place Sergt. Allard and privates Alden, Abbott and F. A. Chase were sent, mounted, back to Berlin on the Maryland side of the Potomac, with requisitions for a supply of mules to take the place of the horses on our baggage wagons. While returning they were captured by guerrillas and taken to Belle Isle, Virginia. A detailed account of their experience will be found in the Appendix. Monday morning, the 20th, we continued our line of march, passing through Snickersville, near Snicker's Gap, Bloomfield, and Paris, all small villages, and camped at Upperville near Ashby's Gap, where we remained until the afternoon of the 22d, leaving at 5 o'clock, the right and centre sections advancing about six miles and camping at Piedmont. The left section having been detailed as rear guard to the supply
Paris, Tenn. (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
d and privates Alden, Abbott and F. A. Chase were sent, mounted, back to Berlin on the Maryland side of the Potomac, with requisitions for a supply of mules to take the place of the horses on our baggage wagons. While returning they were captured by guerrillas and taken to Belle Isle, Virginia. A detailed account of their experience will be found in the Appendix. Monday morning, the 20th, we continued our line of march, passing through Snickersville, near Snicker's Gap, Bloomfield, and Paris, all small villages, and camped at Upperville near Ashby's Gap, where we remained until the afternoon of the 22d, leaving at 5 o'clock, the right and centre sections advancing about six miles and camping at Piedmont. The left section having been detailed as rear guard to the supply train, was on the road all night in that capacity, and the next morning made a rapid march of twelve miles to rejoin the Battery. We overtook it at mid-day pushing on into Manassas Gap. We met a body of cavalry
Salem (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
s had gone. Of course the sanguine circulated rumors that there was but one gap left by which they could escape to Richmond, and that, our forces could reach first; but we put little confidence in them, and, as it proved, these were the last sounds of battle heard in this campaign. We soon followed the infantry, and having arrived at Piedmont, where we encamped for the night, found the welcome supply trains awaiting us. Another day's march took us through the settlements of Oak Hill and Salem. The latter stood on the flattest piece of territory we had yet seen in Virginia. It had been quite a flourishing village in its day, but now, left in charge of its old men and a few faithful blacks, it was fast going to decay. We bivouacked for the night nearly three miles beyond the town, and on the morrow (Sunday) completed the remaining distance of six miles to Warrenton, arriving there about 11 o'clock A. M., parking just outside the town. Our halt here was brief, however, for soon
Pleasant Valley (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
erson, at which we tarried awhile at noon, we arrived about sundown at the city of Frederick, since made famous by Whittier's Barbara Frietchie. The city lay in a section of country whose beauty was truly charming; and, indeed, the whole of Pleasant Valley,—that being the name of the stretch of territory over which we had just passed,—with its fresh green fields, and dwellings betokening an air of unusual thrift and comfort, having the Blue Ridge as a background, presented a picture of rural l established near and in it, also gave evidence of warlike treatment. It was a low, filthy settlement, showing need of the healing arts of Peace, rather than the destroying tendencies of War. Resuming our march Thursday morning by way of Pleasant Valley, we passed through the villages of Rohrersville and Brownsville, camping near the latter until 5 o'clock P. M. the next day. Here, for some reason we never understood, but for which we were afterwards more or less grateful, we were ordered t
Roxbury Mills (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
nth Massachusetts Battery,—our first interview with it since it left Camp Barry. It had been severely handled at Gettysburg, its first fight, losing twenty-nine men in killed, wounded, and prisoners. This day we remember as the one on which we were weaned from the Company cooks, and received our rations uncooked, for each man to prepare to his own taste. Continuing our march leisurely from Boonesboroa, crossing Beaver and Antietam creeks, we arrived, at midnight, at Sampsonville, or Roxbury Mills, in or near Williamsport. The next day was the Sabbath, but all was bustle and excitement. A great battle seemed imminent. Orderlies were galloping rapidly from point to point, and everything was in readiness to move at a moment's notice. The army was in excellent spirits, and the greatest enthusiasm prevailed. The soldiers felt that they had Lee where he could not escape. His army was beaten, demoralized, panicstricken. Our forces, it was said, had it surrounded in a horse-sho
Dubuque (Iowa, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
rters we lay down, and, all things considered, slept well till morning, at which time we turned out steaming, to continue our march. As we moved out of the charmed circle of Maryland Heights, the clouds broke away and the sun came forth intensely hot and scorching. Many of the infantry gave way under it. Some were sunstruck, and we now longed for the clouds as anxiously as before we had looked for the sun. Passing through a settlement called Middle Creek, and the pretty little village of Jefferson, at which we tarried awhile at noon, we arrived about sundown at the city of Frederick, since made famous by Whittier's Barbara Frietchie. The city lay in a section of country whose beauty was truly charming; and, indeed, the whole of Pleasant Valley,—that being the name of the stretch of territory over which we had just passed,—with its fresh green fields, and dwellings betokening an air of unusual thrift and comfort, having the Blue Ridge as a background, presented a picture of rural lo
Hagerstown (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ver? Answer. I have never seen the army so confident of success, in most admirable spirits, and so anxious for a fight. Testimony of Maj. Gen. David B. Birney before the Committee on the Conduct of the War. They would have fought with the utmost zeal, for they felt that one more decisive blow would end the war, at least in Virginia; but matters lingered mysteriously. About noon, we, with other batteries, were ordered into position a mile beyond Antietam Bridge. Rumors of fighting at Hagerstown reached us, but still no sound of battle. The afternoon passed with several hard showers, and at night we unharnessed. Monday came and went with no active operations, and Tuesday morning brought no change. Soon it began to be rumored that Lee had escaped across the river. The report sounded painfully ominous. We would not believe it. Again, and yet again, it came with greater definiteness and a persistence which marked it true. Disheartened and indignant, we advanced at noon, passing
Frederick Junction (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
Chapter 5: June 24 to July 31, 1863. March to Maryland Heights join French's command march to Frederick Guarding the Monocacy bridge at Frederick Junction Rumblings of Gettysburg hanging of a spy we join the Third Corps of the Army of the Potomac march to South Mountain Williamsport escape of Lee Chagrin ofstead of pressing on to overtake it, we were sent at 3 o'clock P. M., with the Tenth Vermont Regiment and a company of cavalry, three miles from the city to Frederick Junction, a station on the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, from which a short branch extended to the city. Our business here was to guard the railroad bridge across July 7. Privates Clark (?), Orcutt (?) and Nowell returned to duty. Two sections of this Battery returned to Frederick City. July 8. The sections at Frederick Junction joined the Battery. The Battery started for South Mountain to join the Third Army Corps at 2 o'clock. July 9. On the march Alvah F. Southworth and S. G
Antietam Creek (United States) (search for this): chapter 7
t occurred there the day before. Here we fell in with the Ninth Massachusetts Battery,—our first interview with it since it left Camp Barry. It had been severely handled at Gettysburg, its first fight, losing twenty-nine men in killed, wounded, and prisoners. This day we remember as the one on which we were weaned from the Company cooks, and received our rations uncooked, for each man to prepare to his own taste. Continuing our march leisurely from Boonesboroa, crossing Beaver and Antietam creeks, we arrived, at midnight, at Sampsonville, or Roxbury Mills, in or near Williamsport. The next day was the Sabbath, but all was bustle and excitement. A great battle seemed imminent. Orderlies were galloping rapidly from point to point, and everything was in readiness to move at a moment's notice. The army was in excellent spirits, and the greatest enthusiasm prevailed. The soldiers felt that they had Lee where he could not escape. His army was beaten, demoralized, panicstricken
Massachusetts (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
aid there are three thousand bodies buried. Other patches of green, less in extent, indicate still further the resting-places of the slain in this great battle. All these have since been exhumed and buried in the National Cemetery. On the hill at our right stands the Chapel, Known in history as the Dunker Church. whose battered walls, together with the many scarred trees near it, attest the severity of the conflict, and the efficacy of the shooting done, we are told, by the First Massachusetts and other batteries, to dislodge the enemy from this position. The scattered bones of horses that still lay bleaching were the only other witnesses left by the farmers to bear testimony to the indecisive contest of ten months previous. We make these observations while passing, for the army does not halt, but moves on, arriving soon after at the town of Sharpsburg, through which we pass and camp for the night about three miles beyond. This town, by whose name the Rebels designate the b
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