Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The following write up comes from Wayne Cosby. It is a first hand account of Private W.P. Snakenburg of Co. K, 14th Louisiana Infantry. Wayne informed me that the original source of Snakenburg's letter is unknown but his account was printed in 1984 in the Amite News Digest. The piece covers from Sharpsburg through Chancellorsville.
Pope retreated toward
While trying to drive the ball down, we turned back and I soon picked up another and loaded it and used it for the rest of the fight. After the battle I was looking at the gun and found that I had picked up my old gun, although there must have been many lying around. We stayed on that field the next day and part of the next, which was Wednesday, Sept. the 3rd, and as Pope had got into the defences of Washington, we moved in the direction of the Potomac River and forced (on the 5th) near Leesburg, Va., at Falling Waters. When we crossed the River, we were in
After lying there sometime, Col. Henry Forno, who was in command of the Brigade (Gen'l Starke having already been killed) gave the command: "Up 8th Brigade. Forward." We got up and went forward and charged with a yell over one line of battle toward the enemy who were in the woods. They gave way. I had fired one shot at them and was loading my gun and had force the ball one-half way down when I felt something burn me and seemed to paralyze me on the left side. I stood still trying to think of the matter, not knowing I was wounded and put my right hand to my left side of waist and pulled my clothes away from my body, when everything seemed to turn green to me and I staggered for 20 feet and fell. I kept my senses and hollered for one of the boys, Pat Hughes, but Private Mike Clark heard me, got me on my feet and helped me off the field and then found that I had been hit three times, one ball through the folds of my blanket on right side, one striking my left hand and one through my body on left side. Before I got out of the field, I thought of the cutting and asked if the ball had gone through. Some of the boys looked and said "No" and I did not know any better for half an hour after. I was at the field hospital, waiting for the doctor to take the ball when someone said it had gone through. There I found Col. Zable, who was wounded, also Capt. Verlander, Sergeant Ed Clay and others. Clay died the next day. It was a very hard fight and many thousands were wounded and killed. Lee's army stayed on the field all next day, waiting for the enemy to renew the battle, but he was as badly whipped as we were. On Thursday night the army moved back across the
Gen. Ambrose Everett Burnside was the General who commanded the enemy at the Battle of Fredericksburg. The Federal authorities putting him in charge in place of McClellan after the Battle of Sharpsburg, Md. When I got back to my Company on
Gen. Hooker's army had all crossed and fixed themselves as they wanted to and were so well satisfied that they went to killing cattle and cooking their meals. Stonewall's (foot) cavalry were put in motion early that morning (May 2) and marched all day until about four in the evening, got in on Hooker's flank and rear, while his army were cooking, and while Hooker no doubt thought that he was in the swamp near Fredericksburg.
The first intimation that the enemy had was when we advanced on a charge and a yell and fired into them. Many of them never got their guns and ran like sheep and we after them until dusk. They were kind enough in their hurry to leave us all of their provision, partly cooked only, but we did not then have time to stop to eat any. This battle was
On the next day (Sunday) we fought nearly all day and finally drove Hooker back across the River badly whipped. In that battle I saw a battery of 50 cannon placed in a half circle and masked by having pine boughs put up in front of them to hide them from the enemy and men kept around them, waiting for the enemy to charge us. They finally did so and the boughs were thrown down and the guns fired into their ranks, such things as grape and canister shot, and tore them all to pieces. I was close to the battery when they fired the first volley and it was deafening.
A great many men on both sides were wounded and killed. The guns set the straw and leaves in the woods on fire and burned up a great many wounded men. I saw some of them on Monday after the battle. After we had whipped back Hooker, we again went back to our old camp near Hanover Crossing and rested there until early in June. We used to hear how Stonewall was getting on every day, but finally heard that he was worse, that he had pneumonia and was very weak on account of the loss of blood cause by his wounds.
On Sunday, the 10th, I went to church at his headquarters to hear of him. There I saw Gen'l Lee, A.P. Hill, D. H. Hill, Longstreet, James Ewell Brown Stuart and others, all come to hear of Jackson; and while there, word came that he was dead.
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Sunday, October 10, 2010
- As a side note, Williams' company was also the same company that Levy Carnine, slave of a Mr. Hogan, served in. His story was well documented in The South Was Right by James and Walter Kennedy. Click on this link (pages out of The South Was Right) and scroll down just a bit and you can read the interesting story of Carnine's role with the Pelican Rifles.
- Other Research Notes on the Pelican Rifles:
- Marshall-Furman Papers at LSU
- Boling Williams Diary is located at the Mansfield State Commemorative Area, in Mansfield, Louisiana.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
The following write up comes from Wayne Cosby. It is a first hand account of Private W.P. Snakenburg of Co. K, 14th Louisiana Infantry. Wayne informed me that the original source of Snakenburg's letter is unknown but his account was printed in 1984 in the Amite News Digest. The piece picks up from the Seven Days Campaign through the 2nd Manassas Campaign.
Then we fell back to our old camp ground near
After the Battle of Cedar Mountain, we marched around here and there, killing time waiting to see what Pope's next move would be. He finally settled down with his army along the
We then went into camp and that night it rained very hard. All were very tired and those (myself for one) lay down and slept while it rained, covered with an oil cloth, and then I woke up in the morning, found I had laid in the water on my right side and was wet one half way. We moved in another position next day in front of Pope and had an artillery duel for two days. We could get nothing to eat, except green corn and apples, but we got along. Finally
Late one evening there was much cheering down the road and the sound moving nearer as the cheering was taken up by the troops. I asked, what was all the cheering about and someone said: "They are cheering Stonewall. Don't you see him?" I looked and saw some distance off a very ordinary looking person, riding a small sorrel horse, like a house on fire, along the road, about 100 yards off, who looked like a Jew pedlar. He had on an old, faced, long tail coat and a military cap with the peak pulled down over his eyes and set stooped forward in the saddle. That man was Stonewall Jackson. I had seen Gen'l Lee, also Major Gen'l Richard Stoddard Ewell several times. Ewell was our commander of division in Jackson Corps. Early in the morning (August 25) after cooking our three days rations, we fell in and marched up our side of the river, passed the right of Gen'l Pope's line and crossed the Rappahannock River near a little town named Orlean on the great flank and rear movement behind Pope's army or marching Pope's army and the defences of Washington City (D.C.). Gen. Pope had no idea that
It was a very hot day. About it was so hot that I was almost exhausted, that I said: "I wished that we could get some rest." It was not more than one hour before we were into it and stayed there in a big fight until after night sometime and then lay on the field all night. Gen. Ewell lost his leg in this fight. The next morning (Friday, August 29) we fought them all day. We were posted in a railroad cut. In a charge on the enemy from the R.R. cut, Col. York jumped in front of the Regiment and says: " Come on, boys, come on" with his hat in one hand and his sword in the other. In the running charge,
Pope had got his whole army around ours (
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