I have the honor to report that
my regiment is principally from the State of
Col. Nelson Taylor, Commd’g.
We
left
Many
a mother bade her son adieu, sorry to expose him to the temptations that he
must meet in the Army. While they are praying for them their sons are playing a
game of cards or laying drunk on the ground. I sincerely thank god for giving
me parents who taught me, by a Godlike example, to shun all vice.
Such a
collection of men was never before united in one body since the flood. Most of
them were the scum of
October 21st
the rebels were firing at a passing vessel, when a large shell landed on
I came to
1st Sgt. Patrick
Anderson, Co. E
There
has been a great change in reguard to General Sickels Brigade since I heard from you last - General Sickels has lost his commission as brigadeir
General and we are no longer united states volunturs
but have received the name of the 72 regt New York Volunturs- I suppose that it will be a disappointment to
you to get a letter from Vieiginia but I am there and
there is a plenty of cecesh here too - we are camped
on rebel captains farm and are within about 6 miles of the main army of the
enemy…
Very soon this
firing became more constant and incessant, and was evidently from large bodies
of troops advancing toward my position, and at the same time my pickets began
to retire a little, and reported that the enemy were
advancing in strength. I had sent Lieutenant Fry back to report to you and
request that a regiment might be sent to my support, and at this time the
Seventieth Regiment, Colonel Dwight, arrived. Four companies, with my own
reserve, were immediately sent forward to the threatened point, the other six
companies remaining as a reserve in the center. The enemy continued to advance,
and drove in my pickets, who retired fighting without confusion, the enemy
following and pouring in deadly volleys. I sought still further
re-enforcements, which you brought up in person. My regiment at this time
having entirely exhausted their ammunition, after four hours' fighting withdrew
into the road, after having lost severely in killed and wounded.
It
was ascertained that the enemy had evacuated Yourktown
and with drew all of their forces to Williamsburgh a
place about 10 miles from Yorktown and Hookers division started in pursuit and
on Monday May 5 I witnessed a most bloody battle as you will probably hear by
the papers…when I came to go out the next morning look around over the field it
was a sight enough to sicken any one- there was 200 killed wounded and missing
in our regment 59 were killed 84 wounded 57 missing…
Pvt. Emerson F.
Merrell, Co. I
I have not seen a bit of pure
water since we left Yorktown I had drank water here that I would not wash my
hands in at home…
The firing was
kept up briskly on both sides for about three-quarters of an hour, when the
fire of the enemy sensibly diminished, and only a few shots were fired by them.
Believing that they had concluded to withdraw, I ordered my men to cease
firing, but to lead. This they did, and set up a loud cheer. This seemed to
provoke the enemy, who cheered in turn, and advanced out from the woods in
force so near that they could be seen, and opened a destructive volley from the
left and front. As they advanced I ordered the firing to be renewed, and so
rapidly and steadily was it kept up that the enemy withdrew in haste.
Col. Nelson
Taylor, Commanding Regiment (Malvern Hill)
Well I am alive and well as could be expected – for we have been on the
march and fighting for about a month back – our Brigade fought old Stonewall
Jackson at Kettle Run on the 26th of Aug and gave him a good sound
licking and followed him about 15 miles to a place called BULL RUN it is a hell
of a place there we cornered ol Stonewall and his
crew…until he was renforced by the whole of the rebel
army in Virginia.
The Cornel
then rode up to us and he said now company disploy yourselfs as shirmishers and make every shot tell and hold the ground to a man. We then unslung our
knapsacks an fixed our rifles for a charge when the
major came up and gave the command forward on a double quick. We then had to
run across a big soft mudy field which had had corn
planted and across a big ditch for about 5 hundred yards all the time under
fire from the enemy who lay in the woods and we could only see the flash of
their guns while we had not as much as a straw to cover us, and it put one in
mind of a swarm of bees which had just hived. I come off verry
lucky although the bullets came as close to me as they could come with out
hurting me one burnt my hair and I got one in the pants below the knee and one
in the coat tail and one struck a knapsack.
That I have for a shield for my head.
I offered a short prayer to God for my safety and I believe he heard me
and save my life. Our company lost 4 men
and it is a wonder that they were not all killed we laid
on our belly and fired and loaded and if we got up you would have 30 or forty
shorts fired at you. But the worst of it
was at night when the wounded commenced to get cold it would melt a heart of
stone to hear the dozen of them within 10 yds of me
and as soon as it got dark I went and give them water and covered them up with
blankets and one orderly sargeant asked me my name
that I had gave water and covered and during the night he commenced calling my
name and some of the others commenced to and it was awful to hear the moans and
asking fur us to carry them off the field.
We laid there for forty eight hours when we were releived
by General Carrs brigade we then went back a short
distance and made some coffe and laid down to sleep
and had only got to sleep when we were ordered to get up and ready to move and
make no noise we then went on a double quick to bridges where we crossed over…
The papers say that we are in the best condition that we were ever in and
are all eager for a fight – but it is all humbug this army has been growing
more and more demoralized since the 2d battle of Bull Run and this battle (or
rather this slaughter) has put on the finish…I will not hesitate at all to
telling the truth any longer – for the last two years people have not been
allowed to express his apinion and the Editors of the
papers have not been allowed to print the truth…
There is one thing
that I do rejoice in & that is I think I have done my duty as a soldier for
my Country as near right as I new how.
At least I have one the love & good wishes of all the Oficers in the 3rd Reg.
I one the love of my first & brave Captin
Brown who fell at his post at Fare Oaks & also our next Captin
Willard who fell while fiting at Williamburg
& also our third Captin who fell at the Battle of
Bristo Station. He is the one that Promoted
me to Corp. The loss
of our Captins tell plainly what we have been
through. Three of them have fallen in
We lay in line of
Battle all night and as the Sabbath morn came in the picets
in front of our line commenced firing.
Soon the
We finished the breast
works by day break and as the last stick was laid on the works the pickets begain firing and I was out cutting down brush when they
came, when the bullets came to thick for when I got over the works the fighting
and the musketry was terrific and the cannon, the sound of shell schreching and bursting was truly magnificent and subline although some poor fellows was sent to his long
home by every shell. They then advanced on us and we became engaged hotly when
some of the cowards broke when our leutenant ran out
and cut them with his sword and sent them back.
It was then he got hit as soon as he got hit he let a groan and fell on
his back threw his pistol away and unbuttoned his coat and pants and pressed
his hands on his stomach and then died as brave an officer as was in the
Service. Our second leutenant was shot through the
arm while cheering the boys on to do their work. The cornel was then shot in
the stomach and first quivering and then expired. The troops on our left then gave way when we
cheered them to their works and they fired a few more volleys but the rebels
marched up in coloms 4 or 5 deep and got over the
works on our left and the first thing we knew was we were receiving a fire on
our flank we then had to run and it was then we lost a good many men.
It was during
this brief but severe engagement that our brave colonel, William O. Stevens,
while gallantly directing our movement, fell, dangerously, if not mortally,
wounded. In consequence of the nearness of the enemy and the severity of the
engagement, it was impossible to carry him from the field. After the fall of
our noble colonel, the enemy, rendered bold by their momentary success,
advanced more rapidly on our flank and front, and attempted to capture our
colors, but the steadfast devotion and bravery of my regiment repelled their
attempt, and, although the conflict was hand to hand, and their force far
superior in numbers to our own, the four who successively seized our colors
were made to bite the dust, and the colors of the regiment were borne in safety
from the field.
Many of my
comrades are no more, our Brigade suffered severely we were marched out so that
the rebels could see our line. We were then ordered to lay down, the shells
then began to come over us and they had a splendid range of us we lay thus
under the fire for 2 hours when the rebels drove in our pickets and advanced
and we had to give way it being to hot a place but we contested the ground inch
by inch and after the beats got out and order restored we advanced under a
murderous fire and drove the rebels off the ground that we lost in the morning.
On the large field when our artillery was stationed it was all abandoned the
horses being all killed and the rebels took and turned it on us but they had no
chance to use it on us we charged on them with the bayonet 3 or four times and
retook it all again. I was number one on one gun, there was a rebel color
bearer shot and I tried hard to capture the colors but I was to late a sargeant of company E got it. We fought from daylight still dark or was rather under fire all the time when our regiment came
out at night all we could count was 21 men.
At
At this time
I was wounded in the arm and side, and a few minutes after had my horse killed.
I was now obliged to give up the command to Lieutenant-Colonel Leonard, who
fought the regiment after I left. He and the rest of the officers were
indefatigable in their exertions to rally the men, who were still hard pressed
and obliged to fall slowly back to the crest of the hill from which the brigade
started in the morning, where they rallied, and, charging across the field,
retook their guns and one battle-flag belonging to the Eighth Florida Regiment,
together with a large number of prisoners, all of which they brought from the
field.
Col. John S.
Austin, Commanding Regiment
I would like to visit the battle field of
We have been engaged in another fight at Mannasas Gap…General Spinola of
our Brigade rode along our lines and Cheer us up. We were put into the line of Battle and there
told what we had to do. There were no use in telling
us that for we could see what we could do. The word was given us to advance we
marched through a corn field and came to ditch about 10 feet deep and as many wide.
It was like the sink hole in the corner of the
Pretty
soon orders came for the old Ex to prepare for a charge to drive them out of their
rifle pits. So we drove a load into our guns and then our Gen. formed a brigade
line and then orders advance in line. We marched slow to the top of the hill
and then fired a volley into them and then the orders were charge baynets double quick
So on we went making the air ring with our cheers (did we dive them) yes
we drove them over three lines of their rifle pits taking prisoners as we went.
At this time the
Excelsior Brigade, of which my regiment forms a part, was ordered to charge the
heights and drive the enemy from their position.
With a yell that
would have done credit to a band of demons, our boys sprang to their feet and
rushed upon the foe. The first and second heights were carried in the face of a
severe fire, when the enemy opened from the opposite hill with a four-gun
battery, and the men, who were now completely exhausted, were ordered to hold
the position, of which they had so gallantly taken possession.
The next morning
at daylight it was discovered that the enemy had retreated. Moved forward to
Front Royal, and remained about two hours, and then marched back through the
Gap, and encamped for the night 6 miles beyond.
I would have given any amount to have you stand
on the hill that we formed a line on before we started,
the colors were unfurled and let to the breeze. The officers encouraging the
men at last Gen. Spinola now boys of the Excelsior Brigad give them Hell and placing himself
in front on his horse, with sword drawn and pistol, gave the order to advance
by saying come boys. That was enough and with a yell they started and kept each
a yell or cheers that is dismayed the rebs and it was
a grand sight to see them drop their guns and take off their belts and leave in
all haste. We drove them about 2 miles without ever getting checked once.
Pvt. James Dean
Sergeant-Major Lyon was shot through the left side at the first fire,
completely disabling him. Private Young, who was near, ran to him and, learning
Lyon’s condition, managed to get the Sergeant-Major on his back, and although
the rebels were all about them, succeeded in reaching the thick bushes, and
returned to the regiment without further injury. Lieutenant-Colonel Leonard
advanced to meet them, and on learning that
Oh my Dear Dear
parents the lord alone has spared my life to drop you a line once. We have fought some of the most terable battles of the war for nine days. We were in battle
evry day. On the 12th of this month our
corps charged on the Rebbels works. Took eight
thousand prisnors, three Gen,
one Magor Gen by the name of Johnson. Took 19 Cannon. But after we had taken the works the Rebs fought desporate to re take
them back they could not. Old Co B has
lost 8 wounded. The prisnors we have taken say that
they were never whipped so bad before. They seem to be afraid of Gen Grant. We are
now neared to
The second charge was made at
Our thanks to those whose
contributions have made this page possible: Diana Firth who has provided to us
the nearly 75, war-time, letters of James Dean who served until the end of the
conflict; Phil Palen and the Gowanda Area Historical
Society for allowing us access to the letters of Hiram J. Stoddard of Busti, New York; Sam Sandoli and
Francis Lynch for permission to present portions of the collection of letters
from Emerson F. Merrell who died at Chancellorsville. The full collection of
Merrell letters along with biographical information is contained in the book, Come
Cry With Me and is available for purchase from Mr. Sandoli.
