{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3319", "width": "2259", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\nChap.h^ ^^Copyricfht No.\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "3257", "width": "2026", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3257", "width": "1964", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3226", "width": "2057", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3365", "width": "2026", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3303", "width": "1964", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA", "height": "3303", "width": "2088", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3195", "width": "2010", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE\\nSEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nVOLUNTEER INFANTRY\\nIN THE WAR OF THE REBELLION\\nBY\\nSAMUEL MERRILL\\nw\\nINDIANAPOLIS\\nTHE BOWEN-MERRILL COMPANY\\nPUBLISHERS", "height": "3241", "width": "2011", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "3504:5\\nAUG 16 1900\\nStCCN!) COPY.\\nL (r. iveii-J tc\\nORl)E:R DiV. biON.\\nCopyright, 1900\\nBY\\nThe bowen-merrill Company\\n74108", "height": "3210", "width": "2073", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "IN MEMORY\\nOF THOSE WHO, HAVING\\nENROLLED THEIR NAMES WITH THE FIRST REGIMENT TO\\nANSWER THE CALL OF THE\\nPRESIDENT IN EIGHTEEN HUNDRED SIXTY-TWO,\\nPLACED THEM BESIDE\\nABRAHAM LINCOLN S ON THE RADIANT\\nROLL OF HEROES\\nWHO DIED THAT THE NATION\\nMIGHT LIVE", "height": "3210", "width": "2073", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "i", "height": "3288", "width": "2026", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "PREFACE.\\nA New England clergyman with a wide experience in\\nliterary affairs, hearing that the author had undertaken\\nthe history of the Seventieth Indiana Regiment, wrote to\\na friend: I am very, very sorry, for do what he may, he\\nwill please nobody, will displease a good many, will con-\\nsume an immense amount of time, and will make neither\\nmoney nor reputation.\\nHis prophecy in regard to time has proved true, and\\nvery likely the rest of it will be fulfilled, yet as the work\\nwas entered upon without thought of any of these things,\\nand only in response to the urgent request of the survivors\\nof the regiment, it is to be hoped that every member, bear-\\ning in mind the impossibility of producing anything satis-\\nfactory at this late date, will view the result indulgently,\\nand that at least nobody will be offended.\\nIt will be seen by those who read the story, that while\\nthe men who composed this organization were the equals\\nof any to be found in other regiments, and far superior to\\nthe average of the men who staid at home, they were only\\nhuman beings; that no effort has been made to hide faults\\nor mistakes, and that the aim of the writer has been sim-\\nply to give a truthful record of the life of plain American\\nyouth, who followed the flag until it floated over every\\nspot from which it had been torn down.\\nThe children of the veterans, who may look in vain for\\nan account of the personal exploits of their fathers, must\\nlay their disappointment to the modesty of those fathers.", "height": "3241", "width": "2011", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "PREFACE\\nAgain and again has come the reply to solicitation, Oh,\\nI have nothing interesting to tell; I only did my duty.\\nA few whose letters or journals have been preserved have\\nkindly placed them in my hands, and the narrative is\\nlargely formed from these sources. Comments made at\\nthe time that incidents occurred are far more natural and\\nentertaining, often more exact, than any later composition\\ncan possibly be.\\nThe following persons have been of great assistance:\\nJ. C. Bennett J. M. Brown, P. S. Carson, R. W. Cathcart,\\nJ. E. Cleland, W. H. Cooper, J. M. Eades, W. H. Elvin, G.\\nW. Grubbs, F. H. Huron, A. J. Johnson, J. H. Kelly,\\nL. H. Kennedy, J. L. Ketcham, W. M. Meredith, W. A.\\nMiller, W. R. McCracken, M. G. McLain, D. M. Ransdell,\\nA. W. Reagan, S. -B. Robertson, Wm. Sharpe, J. F. Snow,\\nJ. Stoops, G. C. Thompson, W. W. Wilhite, J. I. Wills,\\nJ. M. Wills.\\nU. H. Farr has been untiring in his efforts to procure\\ninformation, R. M. Smock in attending to necessary cor-\\nrespondence, and their names should lead all the rest.\\nIndianapolis, May 30, 1900. S. M.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "THE HISTORY\\nSEVENTIETH INDIANA REGIMENT.\\nCHAPTER I.\\nGOING, GOING, GONE\\nThe failure of General McClellan to take Richmond dur-\\ning the last days of June, 1862, and the great losses of\\nthe Union army in the battles near that city, made ap-\\nparent the necessity for more soldiers. On July first\\nPresident Lincoln accepted the proposition of the Gover-\\nnors of the loyal States to raise more troops, and decided\\nto call into the service an additional force of three hun-\\ndred thousand men.\\nOliver P. Morton, Governor of Indiana, on the seventh\\nissued a proclamation in which occurs the following sen-\\ntence: I therefore call upon every man, whatever may\\nbe his rank and condition in life, to put aside his business\\nand come to the rescue of his country. Upon every man\\nindividually let me urge the solemn truth, that whatever\\nmay be his condition or business, he has no duty or busi-\\nness half so important to himself and family as the speedy\\nand effectual suppression of the rebellion.\\nOn the fourteenth recruiting officers were appointed in\\nall the congressional districts of the State, with power to\\nenlist men for the term of three years, or during the war,\\nBy August twelfth ten companies had been raised in Hen-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "2 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ndricks, Johnson, Marion, Morgan and Shelby counties,\\nand were encamped on a common west of IndianapoHs,\\nwhere they were mustered into the United States service\\nas the Seventieth Indiana Volunteer Infantry by Col.\\nJ. S. Simonson, U. S. A.\\nWhile many of the men composing this body of troops\\nwere from Indianapolis, and from the towns and villages\\nof the neighboring counties, the majority were from the\\ncountry, farmers and sons of farmers. The current remark\\nthat the job of suppressing the rebellion had proved too\\nbig for the looys, and that it was now time for the men to\\ngo to their help, conveys a wrong impression, for many\\nhad not enlisted before because they had not attained the\\nrequired age. It is true, however, that a large number\\nwho enlisted were men profoundly convinced that all was\\nlost, unless they made the sacrifice of leaving their wives,\\ntheir children and their business until the Government\\nshould be re-established.\\nMany incidents in connection with enlistments for this\\nregiment throw a light on the heroism of the national\\ncharacter. One mother exclaimed, I could not have felt\\nhe was my son had he hesitated. Another, My son, you\\nwill be faithful. It is a noble duty. A boy, an only child,\\nwho wished to enlist, asked the recruiting ofificer to see\\nhis mother and gain her consent. There was an indescrib-\\nable radiance on her beautiful face as she replied, Yes,\\nhe may go. Ho^v can I refuse to give my son to the\\ncountry when I remember that my Heavenly Father gave\\nHis only son to save the world?\\nTo the fathers and mothers the enhstment of their sons\\nwas a terribly serious thing, and to the man who was\\nleaving wife and children it was inexpressible anguish; but", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "GOING, GOING, GONE 3\\nto the boy, who had been longing for the time when he\\nshould be old enough or large enough to be acceptable,\\nthe only distress was the fear that the mustering ofBcer\\nwould fail to receive him.\\nU. H. Farr of Company D, who had not yet seen his\\nsixteenth birthday, says: The fife was playing, the drums\\nwere beating, and the new soldiers fell into line. When\\nI saw among them boys no larger than myself I suddenly\\nresolved to see if they would take me, and stepped into the\\nranks with the others. I kept the step till the war was\\nover.\\nAs the recruits came into camp they were supplied with\\nSibley tents, each of which was supposed to accommodate\\ntwenty men. These conical dwellings, when pitched, were\\nabout twelve feet high and fifteen feet in diameter at the\\nbottom. For a door there was a slit in the side, and for\\nthe escape of smoke and foul air a hole in the top, over\\nwhich a cap could be fitted to keep out the rain. At night\\nthe men lay facing the same way, with a fit so perfect, that\\nwhen one restless slumberer turned, all had to turn; a sure\\ndisturbance of sleep, and an excuse for ill humor and strong\\nlanguage. Two wall tents were allotted to the three com-\\nmissioned officers of each company. The field and staff\\nwere accommodated in a similar manner.\\nExperience is a dear teacher, but efficient. When, three\\nor four nights after camp was formed, a heavy rain flooded\\nthe ground, the men sprang up with a yell, and learned\\nwithout further instruction to put a trench about their\\ntents.\\nPrevious to mustering the regiment into the service the\\nrecruits were rigidly examined, being stripped by the\\nsurgeons and scrutinized, as a jockey looks for defects ia", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "4 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\na horse before a purchase. The youth who would admit\\nthat he was under eighteen years of age, or the graybeard\\nthat he was over forty-five, was dismissed from the ranks\\nby Colonel Simonson as unfit for the hardships of war.\\nOn the morning of the twelfth of August the regiment\\nwas mustered into the service of the United States, and\\nin the evening marched to the arsenal and received Enfield\\nrifles. It spent the night on the verandas of the old State\\nhouse. The following morning, August thirteenth, 1862, the\\nSeventieth Indiana, under the command of Colonel Benja-\\nmin Harrison, marched through the streets, crowded by\\nfriends, to the J. I. R. R. station. Company E claimed\\nthe honor of shedding the first blood, when just as the\\nengine was about to pull out, Wm. Cooper taught a citizen\\nnot to utter unpatriotic sentiments while farewells were\\nbeing spoken. While the train was on its way southward\\na huge bull planted himself on the track and disputed its\\npassage. His courage was more commendable than his\\nprudence. The omen was favorable, for this opposer of\\ncivilization made way for liberty and died.\\nThe thousand men and more who composed the regi-\\nmental organization arrived in Louisville in the evening,\\nthus reaching the country that had been overrun by the\\nenemies of the Government in less than a month from the\\ntime the first man was enlisted. It was thus the first regi-\\nment from any of the Northern States to enter the region\\nwhere disloyalty prevailed, all the members of which had\\nbeen enlisted after the demand made by President Lincoln,\\nJuly first, 1862.\\nDuring the march through Louisville most of the citi-\\nzens looked on in sullen silence, though from one residence\\nladies came out bearing waiters full of cakes and pies,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "GOING, GOING, GONE 5\\nwhich they offered to the boys; and negroes could not\\nrestrain their joyous laughter and cheers. The regiment\\nencamped just south of the city, but on the following\\nevening was ordered to strike tents in a driving rain and\\nenter box cars preparatory to a journey southward. These\\ncars had been used to convey cattle, and the author of\\nKnickerbocker s History of New York would have de-\\nscribed them as fragrantly cushioned for the military\\noccupants.\\nAs John Morgan had captured Gallatin two days before,\\nand the train was headed in that direction, there was\\ndanger of interference on his part with this movement.\\nThough familiar with firearms used in hunting, our tyros\\nwere not accustomed to weapons of war, and had to be\\ninstructed hastily in the methods of loading their muskets.\\nAs we jolted along at night through an enemy s country,\\nwith raw recruits lying on loaded guns, it might be difficult\\nto decide whether the danger was greater from within or\\nfrom without.\\nThe regiment reached Bowling Green on the morning\\nof the fifteenth, and encamped at the foot of a hill about\\na half mile from the village. Here it was assigned to a\\nProvisional Brigade, under command of Colonel S. D. Bruce,\\nand was immediately given to understand that war, for the\\npresent at least, meant study, watchfulness and work.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER 11.\\nCAMP EXPERIENCES\\nThe companies were located in camp as they were let-\\ntered, A upon the right, K upon the left, and to E was at-\\ntached the regimental color guard. Reveille was at five\\no clock; company drill was from five to six; breakfast at six;\\nguard mounting from seven to eight; officers drill was from\\neight till nine; police duty from nine to ten; company drill\\nfrom ten till twelve; dinner at twelve; non-commissioned\\nofficers drill was from one till two; battalion drill was from\\ntwo till four; supper at five; dress parade from six to seven;\\nroll call at eight; lights out at nine.\\nThe regiment was supplied with water from a spring\\nnear the residence of a disloyal man named Elrod. A\\nguard was stationed by the fountain to see that first\\ncome was first served, and that there was no interference\\nwith its purity. On the night of the sixteenth the soldiers\\nhad their first experience of being called out after dark.\\nA man, afterwards ascertained to be a young Confederate\\nphysician, at home on leave of absence, had crept through\\nthe small cedars that grew near and fired at the sentinel,\\nJosiah Deer of Company I, wounding him severely. The\\nnoise of the firing was instantly followed by the dismal\\nsounding of the long roll. Then came the hurrying of\\nmen to the color line, many half dressed, and a few carry-\\ning their clothes in their arms, having in their haste left\\ntheir guns in their tents. Company K was detached and\\ndid much scouting through brier bushes and cornfields\\nin the vain search for an enemy, concluding with the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES 7\\nStationing of twenty men for the night near the point\\nwhere the firing had been heard.\\nA few nights after there was a fusillade from the direc-\\ntion of the place where the teamsters were encamped, and\\nwith it the hideous clatter of the drums and the exciting\\ncry of Fall in. An insubordinate from Company E, who\\nwas gifted in getting himself arrested and in escaping from\\nconfinement, was at this time under arrest, in charge of\\na guard especially instructed to use watchfulness. At the\\nsound of the firing both guard and prisoner flew to their\\nquarters, and the latter, as his size entitled him, took his\\nplace near the head of his company. When the regiment\\nwas formed in line Colonel Harrison detached a dozen men\\nfrom Company E to attend him to the place where the\\nfiring was heard. It became evident that some of the\\nteamsters had been drinking and were the guilty authors\\nof all the excitement, but no one would admit that he had\\nfired a gun. Instantly the former guardhouse occupant,\\nwho had marched in the darkness by the side of his com-\\nmander, suggested: Colonel, if you will put your finger\\nin the muzzle of the guns you will find who did the firing.\\nThe Colonel knew the voice, turned and looked at the\\nspeaker. He took the advice, but said nothing. What\\ncould be done with such a brave incorrigible?\\nTo most of the men the silence of night at home had\\nbeen broken only by the watch dog s honest bark, or the\\nclarion voice of the bird of dawning; so the diabolical\\nsound of the Idng roll inspired more terror than courage.\\nIt was amusing to hear the confusion in the tents, men\\nsearching for their clothes or their arms, tumbling over\\neach other in their efforts to put their legs in their trousers,\\nagonizingly inquiring, Where s my shoes, my hat, my", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "8 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\naccoutrements, as if mother or wife were at hand. It was\\neven more ludicrous to see men standing in Hne of battle\\nin shirt sleeves, or with white legs, showing their inability\\nto find coats or pantaloons. Some afterwards averred that\\ntheir hair would not let their hats stay on their heads, and\\nthat the last dying words spoken through chattering teeth\\nwere, Tell her I died at the post of duty. The statement\\nwas made that after one of the night scares several men\\nwere found lying in a hole, and that they emerged only\\nwhen assured there had been a false alarm. The time came\\nwhen no man thought of undressing at night.\\nAs an illustration of what experience and discipline did\\nfor these men, the words of an of^cer of the Seventieth,\\nwriting from Georgia two years later, may here be quoted:\\nI could not sleep, and was standing at midnight on the\\nbreastworks. Suddenly there was a blaze of light on the\\npicket line, and a volley fired a few yards in front. In-\\nstantly, without a word or tap of drum, the defenses bristled\\nfrom end to end with glittering bayonets.\\nThe road to perfection, however, was a long one and\\nhard to travel. Discipline is hateful to the young soldier,\\nbut it is his best friend. It wakes him up. It straightens\\nand strengthens him. It makes him supple. It gives him\\npatience, and endurance, and vigilance. It almost gives\\nhim courage. At the least, it is a good backing, for it sets\\nhim in control over all his forces.\\nAt the beginning, ignorance prevailed among officers\\nas well as among men. Stories were rife of olificers falling\\nflat as they marched backward in front of their companies,\\nof their helplessly rushing men into obstacles, of their ex-\\npecting wheeling to be done when they gave the order\\nswing around like a barn door, of their giving command", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES 9\\nexactly as laid down in the tactics, that is, without omitting\\nto the right or left as the case may be, of their command-\\ning Arms eport, of orders as impossible of execution as\\ngoing east and west at the same time. However, the men\\nin line had quite as much difficulty in executing properly\\ngiven orders as those not according to Hardee. Ignorance\\ngradually gave way to intelligent command and proper\\nexecution.\\nReveille called everybody to business at the first blush\\nof dawn and from then till darkness forbade further work,\\nthere seemed to be continuous drilling, excepting during\\nthe hours devoted to cooking and eating. The duties of\\ndress parade, guard-mounting, and inspection were easily\\nlearned, and in time the perplexities of company and bat-\\ntalion drill were mastered, but by far the most difficult\\nthing tO acquire was obedience to authority; especially\\nwhen orders seemed to be unreasonable, or were given in\\nan imperious manner by the lately commissioned, who\\nhad been boon companions at home. Some of the of-\\nficers felt sincere compunction when obliged to punish\\nrefractory subordinates, that could see no- fault, nor even im-\\npropriety in disobedience. One such officer writes to his wife\\nThe hardest thing about this life, and a thing that often\\nmakes me feel like resigning, is the necessity of punishing\\nboys, fine fellows in many respects, who take to disobedi-\\nence as a duck does to water. One cannot keep from\\nfeeling that the parents, not the sons, should be punished\\nfor having allowed their homes to be little nurseries of\\nanarchy.\\nThe resentment of the citizen soldier to the exercise of\\nauthority on the part of his superiors, and his feeling of\\nequality, whatever might be the difference of rank, may", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "10 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nbe illustrated by an incident which throws light also on the\\nduties and privileges of all concerned, in the daily recurring\\nlabor of guard-mounting. The genial Adjutant Mitchell\\nsays: The boys had been torturing me by talking, laugh-\\ning, etc., for a long time, so I determined to put a stop to\\nit. To carry out this design, I made a little speech one\\nmorning, informing them that the next one transgressing\\nmilitary rules while on duty would be punished. I had\\nbarely finished when a man turned sidewise in the ranks,\\nnudged his comrade with his elbow, and began talking.\\nI immediately ordered that gentleman two paces in front,\\nand put him through the manual of arms for two minutes.\\nAfter I retired that night I heard a noise at the stable, and\\nhastily rushed out, extricated my horse from an entangle-\\nment, and started back to my tent. I had not gone far\\nwhen I heard the stern command Halt! and who comes\\nthere? With the reply, A friend without the counter-\\nsign, I suddenly recollected that I had forgotten in my\\nhaste to get the countersign. Here I was outside the lines,\\nconfronted by the man whom I had punished in the morn-\\ning. That man had the authority on his side, and ordered,\\nMark time! I began to mark time, but told the guard\\nto call for the Sergeant, so I could get the countersign and\\nenter; but he commanded, Mark time faster! I increased\\nmy speed. The guard ordered Double quick! That was\\ntoo much. I stopped and said: Til mark time no longer.\\nTo this came the response, If you don t mark time I ll\\nshoot you. Here was a moment of awful suspense. Would\\nhe shoot or not? If I double-quick, he will tell the com-\\nmand that the Adjutant is the biggest coward in the army.\\nHe will say he scared me into marking time till I w^ore\\nmyself out. So I said, Just shoot. I heard his gun-trig-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES II\\nger click, and I wondered whether he would shoot. In\\na moment the guard lowered his gun, said he knew me to\\nbe the Adjutant, and on second thought beheved he would\\nnot shoot.\\nThe same officer had great difficulty in teaching a soldier\\nof German birth the language to be used when he was\\napproached at night. About two in the morning the\\nAdjutant had occasion to cross the picket line on which\\nthis man was stationed. Of course Halt! which is both\\nGerman and English, rang out, but no who comes there\\nwas called. The officer waited a few moments, then\\nstarted forward, but was abruptly stopped with, Halt, I\\nzay! The night was cold, so after a few minutes of hesi-\\ntation and shivering, another advance was made, to cease\\ninstantly with a shudder, at the click of the rifle-trigger,\\nand the angry cry of the sentinel, Halt, I zay, or I ll do\\nyou somedings. Fortunately the Sergeant of the guard\\nchanced to be nearby, and put a stop to what might have\\nbeen a serious affair.\\nWhat added immensely to disciplinary difficulties was\\nthe fact that letters were constantly received from disloyal\\nmen in the North, encouraging dissatisfaction, and advis-\\ning desertion. As a result of this treasonable advice, much\\nunhappiness prevailed, and several homesick youths were\\nmarked on the rolls for a time as absent without leave. In\\nresponse to a letter from his father in regard to deserting,\\nJ. M. Brown of Company D, whose faithfulness has been\\nrewarded in another world, writes: You need not be\\nuneasy about my deserting. If I don t get out of the\\narmy until I desert it, I will stay in the army all my life.\\nAttendance on the Sunday service was good, and as\\nthere were many excellent musicians in the regiment. Com-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "12 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\npany I abounding in them, the singing was always inspiring.\\nThe exercises were closed on the first Sunday by rather\\na strange doxology, in the form of three cheers, caused\\nby the disposition of the soldiers, whenever anything\\npleased them, to express their pleasure by a yell.\\nAt dress parade the Chaplain, Rev. A. C. Allen, led in\\nprayer, the men removing their hats and standing in rever-\\nential attitude. Among them was one whose habits of\\nthought had been formed under German skies, and by\\natheistic influences. He asserted that he would do vio-\\nlence to his conscience if he uncovered his head in recog-\\nnition of a Being who did not exist. His repugnance to\\nexpressions of reverence, or considerations of courtesy,\\nascribed by his comrades not so much to conscientiousness\\nas to cantankerousness, was the cause of both amusement\\nand vexation to the authorities, but in time a place was\\nfound for him in another branch of the service, where his\\ntender conscience was less likely to be wounded.\\nThe Chaplain was a favorite with his little church mili-\\ntant. His venerable form, his head crowned wath snow-\\nwhite locks, his benignant countenance, impressed his\\nyouthful flock when he passed by, with the feeling that a\\nbenediction had been pronounced. At his kindly approach\\nthe flask disappeared, the pack of cards dropped out of\\nsight, and the half-uttered oath died unspoken.\\nIn the mess to which he belonged were three mirth-\\nloving young officers, on whose heads the bump of rever-\\nence was not fully developed. Learning that he had never\\ntasted intoxicating liquors, they devised a plan by which\\nthey could ascertain whether he had a natural liking for\\nthe article so largely manufactured in Kentucky. He cer-\\ntainly had a natural and a cultivated fondness for greens,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES 13\\nSO these mischievous youngsters emptied the vinegar cruet\\nand filled it with Robinson county whisky. When dinner\\nwas ready, the Chaplain poured on a plentiful supply of\\nthe supposed vinegar. After taking a mouthful or two he\\nleaned back, wiped his chin, cleared his throat, and burst\\nforth with It s astonishing what a difference a few de-\\ngrees in latitude make in vegetation. I have been eating\\ngreens all my life, but never have I tasted such a delicious\\ndish as this.\\nA ration or daily allowance of food for each man was\\ncomposed of twelve ounces of bacon, or one pound four\\nounces of beef, one pound six ounces of soft bread or\\nflour, or one pound of hard bread; and to every one hun-\\ndred men were issued fifteen pounds of beans, eight pounds\\nof cofifee, fifteen pounds of sugar, four quarts of vinegar,\\none pound four ounces of candles, four pounds of soap,\\nand three pounds twelve ounces of salt. Rice, potatoes,\\nmeal and molasses were seldom issued, but desiccated,\\ncompressed, mixed vegetables were sometimes substi-\\ntuted.\\nWhen bread gave out the preparation of food from\\nflour was perplexing. The customary method was to make\\nthe flour into a batter with water, and boil it in grease, as\\nthe boys had seen their mothers cook doughnuts. These\\nslapjacks came dripping from the unctuous fluid, and\\nthough not garnished with honey or treacle, were vo-\\nraciously and imprudently devoured by the self-satisfied\\ncooks. When frying was preferred to boiling, the culinary\\nartists were skilful in throwing the cakes from the frying\\npans high in the air, turning them in the descent.\\nThe hardtack or sea-biscuit, though by all odds the most\\nwholesome article of food the soldier received, was not", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "14 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nalways appreciated. A good-natured lad, to quote from\\nan officer s letter, who is toasting- a cracker, exclaims,\\nGosh, boys, this here s more n splendid, while another\\nwho has been pampered at home retorts, By jingo, I\\ncould cut a nice chunk from a hickory log and make a\\ndecenter breakfast of it. J. M. Brown writes to his sis-\\nter: I am getting so I can wash my shirts as well as\\nany woman. I ll bet I can beat you. Again: I tell you\\nwhat, soldiering is good to make a man be punctual, and\\nnot be so particular about his eating.\\nIn time, negroes who had escaped from their masters,\\nor who had been deserted by them, attached themselves to\\nthe camp. Although most of these vagrants had never\\nseen any instrument but a hoe or an ax, it was taken for\\ngranted that they would make excellent cooks, so the\\nculinary department of the regiment was largely placed in\\ntheir hands. The game of hide and seek was often played\\nin camp by slaves and pursuing masters, but as the negro\\nhad the sympathy of the soldiers in the play, a case in\\nwhich the master won was never recorded. The ignorance\\nand the stupidity of many of the contrabands, as the es-\\ncaped slaves were then called, were almost past belief. One\\nday a negro walked into camp with a sack across his\\nshoulders, the jug in one end of which was balanced by\\na stone in the other end.\\nWhile the men were at their meals there was much de-\\nbate on subjects of current interest, as why it was that\\nboiling made a shirt shrink till it became a halter around\\nthe owner s neck, while the same process stretched socks\\ntill holes in the heels were found on the calves of the wear-\\ner s legs? Why a prohibitory liquor law should be ex-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES ^5\\nclusively for the benefit of the privates? Why the surgeons\\nprescribed Dover s Powders for rheumatism, measles, ty-\\nphoid fever, mumps and itch? No one was able to tell\\nwhy, in the most harrowing circumstances, it was always\\nappropriate and laughable for one fellow to yell Grab a\\nroot, and another a quarter of a mile away to howl m\\nresponse, Here s your mule.\\nNow and then the men were amused, possibly instructed,\\nif an exalted opinion of their own attainments permitted,\\nby watching the evolutions of other troops. A critter\\ncompany, as people in the neighborhood called the cav-\\nalry, made a charge on the common in front of the regi-\\nment. When a trooper ran over a cow and rolled in the\\ndust with the two animals the men of the Seventieth were\\ndelighted to find themselves not the only blunderers.\\nIt was naturally hard for Kentucky Union officers to\\nkeep from grieving for the devastation that necessarily\\nswept over their State, in having it made the seat of war.\\nThe commander of the post, Colonel S. D. Bruce, a very\\npleasant gentleman, was a Kentuckian, as one might\\ngather from his instructions to a Captain who had charge\\nof a scouting expedition: Tell your men to beware of\\nentering orchards, or cornfields. Any other instructions,\\nSir? No! Well, yes. You may also tell them to be\\non the alert for Morgan. We cannot wonder at the bit-\\nter words in a letter of the officer so instructed: It is\\nmore important to keep the men from surprising a corn-\\nfield, or a turnip patch, than to keep Morgan from sur-\\nprising the men. And this, too, while poor fellows from\\nwant of fresh food are sickening daily unto death.\\nThe hot days and cold nights of September, the poor", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "l6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwater, the half-cooked beans, the pancakes soaked with\\ngrease, the want of variety, resulted in numerous cases of\\nsickness. At first the men from the farms suffered most,\\nas they had been unaccustomed to irregularities in sleep\\nand had not been exposed to contagious diseases, such as\\nthe measles, mumps, and whooping cough, but it was not\\nlong until almost every one paid the penalty to the radical\\nchanges in the method of living.\\nIn spite of all precautions many went to the comfortless\\nhospital, where millions of flies and insects more disgusting\\nrioted, and there remained till their comrades bore them\\nout for burial. Company after company formed with re-\\nversed arms and followed the wailing fife and muffled drum,\\nas the wild melody of Pleyel s Hymn, or other equally sol-\\nemn tune, quivered on the air. When the order came, no\\nmore funeral dirges, no more volleys over the sleeping\\ndust, because of the depressing effect on those who\\ntremblingly trod the border line of life and death, all began\\nto learn the stern nature of war. No place for the delicate\\nattentions of affection, no place for tokens of regard for the\\ndeparted, no place for sighs, no place for tears. Let the\\ndead bury their dead.\\nIn a letter an officer says: My company seems to be\\nfated. After I had come to the conclusion that so many\\nhad died, surely no more would be taken, four died in less\\nthan a week. Strange that life in the open air, with really\\nbut little exposure for we have not seen hard service\\nshould result so unfortunately. I am weary of being Cap-\\ntain. It is so terrible to see men die whom one has per-\\nsuaded from their homes.\\nTo add to the depression that spread through the regi-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "CAMP EXPERIENCES 17\\nment, the indefatigable Morgan captured Wilder s com-\\nmand, stationed at Mumfordsville, tore up the railroad\\ntracks, and burned the bridges, severing all connection with\\nthe North, so that the men were obliged to live for six\\nweeks without letters from home, hitherto their daily\\nsolace.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER III.\\nIN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR\\nScarcely had the men an excuse for complaining of the\\nmonotonous routine of drilling and picket, when the dis-\\nagreeable, vexatious and inglorious work of guarding\\ntrains and chasing the ubiquitous Morgan was assigned\\nto them; duties quite as dangerous as contending in open\\nfield with the enemy.\\nTo use the well-chosen language of Miss Catharine Mer-\\nrill, the author of The Soldier of Indiana\\nMorgan was at home everywhere. He entered at night\\nthe house of a friend within the Federal lines, slept in the best\\nbed, and departed with only a sly recognition. He walked on\\nthe streets of a town which was full of Federal soldiers, chaf-\\nfered with the tradespeople, gave them a wink, and re-\\nceived from them the result of their observations as to\\nthe numbers or movements of the enemy. He went into\\na Federal telegraph of^ce, sent a dispatch to a friend, or\\nan enemy, in the North, and walked off unsuspected, or\\nwith threats imposed silence until his safety was secured.\\nHe waylaid a train, destroyed the cars and took the pas-\\nsengers prisoners. But his most common performance\\nwas a sudden swoop on Federal pickets.\\nHis, however, was the vaulting ambition which o er-\\nleaps itself. The conspirators before the rebellion had\\npromised their deluded followers to carry the war into\\nthe Northern States, saying that the havoc would not be\\nin the South, and they put forth frantic efforts to accom-\\nplish their purpose, but every attempt was baffled, Gen-\\n18", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 19\\neral Morgan rushing into the penitentiary and General\\nLee into the stunning defeat at Gettysburg. Toor Mor-\\ngan, as his admirers speak of him on account of his fate,\\nwhose dehght had been to surprise and to kill, escaped\\nfrom confinement to find that even-handed justice com-\\nmends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice to our own\\nlips.\\nHow could foot soldiers in a region entirely new to\\nthem be expected to catch this bold but wily cavalryman,\\nto whom every road and lane, every stream and hill was\\nfamiliar? The authorities at Washington did not expect\\nanything of the kind, but the enthusiastic lads, whO now\\nmade their headquarters at Bowling Green, longed to do\\nthe unexpected, one might say to accomplish the im-\\npossible. They were ordered to protect the stores of pro-\\nvisions and ammunition, to guard the bridges and that\\npart of the railroad placed in their charge, and this they\\ndid most faithfully, but the desire to put a stop to the\\ncareer of the audacious guerrilla was irrepressible.\\nOn August twenty-first thirty men under command of\\nLieutenant Matlock were detailed to guard a train to\\nFranklin, about twenty miles south of Bowling Green.\\nAugust twenty-sixth Companies A, B, C, D, E, and F\\nwent down the railroad on the cars in search of an enemy,\\nbut returned in the evening after a bootless chase. Sep-\\ntember second one of the pickets was shot, and on the\\nfollowing day a foraging party was attacked. September\\nthird six companies mounted the train in pursuit of Mor-\\ngan, who was reported to be in Franklin. Sixteen strag-\\nglers were captured by the cavalry that had accompanied\\nthe expedition, but the valuable part of Morgan s com-\\nmand was far on its mischievous way. September elev-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "20 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nenth, just at dark, Companies B and I boarded a train for\\nRussellville, a town on the Tennessee border, secession to\\nthe core. It was considered desirable that the Union\\ncavalry regiment stationed at that place should fall back\\nwith whatever stores were in its possession, and as an\\nattack was expected, the infantry would be useful in pro-\\ntecting the wagons. On the following day, while waiting\\nfor the wagons to be loaded, the men strolled into the\\nneighborhood of the female academy, attracted as steel\\nto the loadstone. Young men are always interested in\\nwoman s education. They were saluted with cheers for\\nJefif Davis.\\nAt night the column moved northward, a squadron in\\nfront, the infantry and wagons in the center, and the rest\\nof the cavalry in the rear. As the darkness was intense,\\nthere was much stumbHng over rocks and stumps. On\\nthe following day the march through the heat and dust\\nwas exhausting, and when Bowling Green was reached in\\nthe evening, the forty miles having been done in twenty\\nhours, the men declared each foot weighed a ton. A day\\nor two later an officer of Buell s army remarked: That\\nnew regiment, so finely dressed, will soon play out on a\\nlong march. Whereupon Colonel Bruce spoke up with,\\nDon t you fool yourself! That regiment is hell on a\\nmarch. It outmarched a cavalry regiment the other day.\\nThis toilsome journey was the last J. W. Howard of Com-\\npany I, was called upon to make, for he was drowned in\\nBarren river on September fourteenth.\\nJust at this time Buell s command made its appear-\\nance in its great race with Bragg northv/ard. The Sev-\\nentieth regiment had no language strong enough to ex-\\npress its delight at meeting old friends, and its admiration", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 21\\nfor the noble veterans composing the retreating army. The\\nmen enjoyed chaffing their acquaintances of Buell s troops,\\nfor being outgeneraled by Bragg, but received the retort\\nthat the good-for-nothing bridge protectors had failed to\\nkeep the road from being torn up, so Buell s whole force\\nhad to go back to Louisville to get a supply of clothing\\nfor the winter. No attention was paid to the claim of the\\nregiment that no portion of the road it was set to watch\\nhad been destroyed.\\nThese veteran friends slipped in at night and carried off\\nthe Seventieth s cooking utensils and everything else they\\ncould lay their hands on, while they consumed all the\\nfresh vegetables far and near, so the only sauce the un-\\nhappy bridge guards had for their fritters during the re-\\nmaining weeks of their stay in Bowling Green was an\\noccasional execration of the retreating heroes who knew\\nso well how to take care of themselves. John E. Cleland of\\nCompany I writes dolefully: Our camp kettle has shrunk\\ninto a tin cup and our skillet into a sharp stick. How-\\never, as the regiment had to do provost duty in town dur-\\ning the few days the army was passing, there was some\\nsatisfaction in filling the filthy jail with pilfering stragglers.\\nAt night the rumbling of the wagons of the Confederate\\narmy was heard by our men on the outposts. William\\nSharpe of Company C writes: While on picket, I was\\ntold that there was a large peach orchard about a mile\\naway, close by the road on which the rebels were march-\\ning. Three of us struck out for this orchard, but as we\\nentered the lower part we spied some men in gray at the\\nupper end. I heard them cock their guns, and called out,\\nDon t shoot! All we are after is a good bite of peaches.\\nThat s what we want, they yelled back, and if you won t", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "22 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nbother us we won t bother you. The truce held good and\\nwe reached the picket post with haversacks full of ripe\\npeaches.\\nAmong the myriad living creatures Buell s legions left\\nin exchange for the regiment s valuables were several black\\nmen. One of these, a mulatto called Alabam, after the\\nState honored as his birthplace, is worthy of notice on\\naccount of the size of his feet, which bulged out as far\\nbehind his legs as they protruded in front. As cold weather\\napproached Quartermaster Allison, after much search,\\nfound a pair of number fourteen shoes, just long enough,\\nbut as Alabam s feet were two story affairs, much of the\\nupper leather had to be slit and some of it removed. Ala-\\nbam acted as laundryman for Colonel Burgess, and for\\nreasons every soldier will understand, boiled the clothes all\\nnight. One evening, for the joke of the thing, the Colonel\\ngave him some soiled paper collars, which Alabam put into\\nthe camp kettle to receive the same treatment as the shirts.\\nIn the morning the negro rushed to the Colonel s tent in\\nalarm, exclaiming, O Colonel, dem dar collahs done\\nbiled all to pieces, and de graybacks is a swimmin roun on\\nde bilen water.\\nThis same contraband, to quote Colonel Harrison s\\nwords, improvised a banjo from the rim of a cheese-box\\nand an old parchment. The banjo had only one string, and\\nhis song only four words, but the picking and the song\\nhad the longevity if not the melody of the brook. Hired\\nby some mischievous fellows, the musician would seat him-\\nself by my tent, and begin a serenade more trying to the\\nnerves and more hostile to sleep than bursting shells.\\nPurty little Rhody gal, Purty little Rhody gal, going\\non forever, keeping step to the twang of a banjo string,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR\\n^o\\nbrought the sleeping warrior to his tent door, uttering\\nwords instructive to the howling musician and highly en-\\ntertaining to the hidden employers.\\nOn September seventeenth the regiment was ordered to\\nleave the position hitherto occupied and encamp on a slope\\nnorth and near the foot of College Hill. As at Louis-\\nville, striking tents was done in a driving rain, and night\\ncame on while work was still unfinished. The new camp,\\nthough better for defense, was a mile away from the spring,\\nand water had to be carried in casks. There were few\\nsprings or wells near the picket posts, so the men on duty\\nquenched their thirst by taking lighted candles and de-\\nscending sink-holes, in some places more than a hundred\\nfeet deep, in order to find running water. Sunday after-\\nnoon, September twenty-first, the church members of the\\nregiment assembled in front of the Colonel s tent and the\\nChaplain administered the sacrament.\\nJ. M. Wills of Company C writes: On September\\ntwenty-eighth, Captain Ragan and company were ordered\\nto escort fifty paroled prisoners by rail (hog train) to\\nFranklin, and turn them loose. While there we loaded\\none car partially with cured meats. Where they came\\nfrom was always a mystery to me. I and Charles Dinwid-\\ndle of my mess, looked on these smoked hams with long-\\ning, so I took all my clothing out of my knapsack except\\na pair of drawers and gave it to Dinwiddle. I selected the\\nbest-looking ham, wrapped it in the drawers, and put it in\\nmy knapsack. On our return trip the boys thoughtlessly\\nbegan firing at trees along the road. This scared the\\nvidettes on outpost duty, so they and the infantry, too,\\nfell back. It so happened I did no shooting on that trip,\\nbut while sitting by the door of the car with the muzzle of", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "24 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nmy gun hanging out, the minie ball slid out. Captain\\nRagan tried to stop the shooting, but the noise of the\\ntrain drowned his voice, and none heard him except those\\nthat were in his car. When we alighted from the train at\\nBowling Green he ordered us to form in line and open\\nranks. I thought he was going to inspect knapsacks, and\\nif he found the ham it meant a guard-house sentence. To\\nmy delight it was only an inspection of guns, and though\\nthe ball in my rifle was out, the cap was on the tube. The\\nColonel made a big growl about the shooting, but the\\nonly punishment he inflicted was a reprimand to the Ser-\\ngeants. The ham did not belie its looks in the least;\\nit was as sweet as I ever ate in my life.\\nAt nine o clock A. M., September thirtieth, five hun-\\ndred men of the Seventieth Indiana and about one hun-\\ndred from the Eighth Kentucky cavalry and from Com-\\npany K, Sixtieth Indiana, all under the command of Col-\\nonel Harrison, took stock cars for Russellville, where\\nreport said a Confederate regiment was being recruited. As\\nthe train approached Auburn it was found that the enemy\\nhad burned the bridge over Black Lick, but the enthusiastic\\nwork of the men under the intelligent supervision of Cap-\\ntain Fisher, an old railroad contractor, ably assisted by\\nCaptain Carson, made an entire change in the condition\\nof affairs. The woods furnished heavy timbers for piers\\nand stringers to span the forty feet of space where fire had\\nwrought destruction. This material was cut, carried and\\nplaced in position by the men. Crossties and spikes were\\npicked up, crooked iron rails were straightened, and in\\nless than three hours the ravine was passable.\\nWhile the bridge was building, small detachments were\\nsent out in different directions and several prisoners were", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 25\\nbrought in. Two companies surrounded the village and\\ncut off communication with Russellville. An officer was\\nordered to take his company and search the house of Cap-\\ntain Wood of the Confederate army, collect axes, and\\ncapture any enemies lurking thereabouts. The dwelling\\nwas large and full of enemies, though all were females,\\nthe Captain being blessed with ten unmarried daughters.\\nThe searchers were not be envied, followed as they were\\nfrom parlor to bedroom, from cellar to garret by beautiful\\nanathematizing damsels.\\nAuburn was a water station, but the tank had been\\nemptied, so the soldiers had to carry water from the creek\\nto the engine. Lieutenant Hardenbrook, in command of\\nfifty men, was left to protect the bridge.\\nWhen the train had approached within two or three\\nmiles of Russellville, a negro, hearing the rumbling of the\\ncars, left his plow, mounted his horse and came galloping\\nto the track. He reported that there were three hundred\\ncavalry encamped in the edge of the town. A mile farther\\non, Companies G, I, and K, under command of Major\\nVance, left the cars, and guided by the negro marched\\nsoutheastward, much of the way at a double-quick, around\\nthe east side of the town, in order to intercept any troops\\nattempting to escape.\\nThe train then advanced about a mile, when the remain-\\ning companies, led by Colonel Harrison, moved in line of\\nbattle directly southward toward the camp, Company A,\\nunder command of Captain Scott, deploying as skirmish-\\ners. The enemy was taken by surprise. The men were\\nlying asleep, or sitting in groups about the ground. They\\nfired a few shots, then rushed for their horses, which were\\ntied to trees, fences and stakes, and were without saddles", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "26 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nand bridles, some of the men pulling frantically at the halter\\nstraps, while others jumped upon their animals first and cut\\nthe fastenings with their sabres afterward. Those not suc-\\ncessful in freeing their horses, fled on foot, aided in their\\nflight by a volley from the approaching skirmishers. The\\nmounted were more unfortunate than those who escaped\\nwithout their horses, for the latter could hide in the houses\\nof friends, while the former attempted to save themselves\\nby dashing through the town.\\nThe three detached companies, when they had moved\\nas far south as necessary, turned to the right, then, sepa-\\nrating, marched on parallel streets toward the village;\\nCompany K on the road forming the extreme southern\\nlimit of the town. All the north and south streets ter-\\nminated in this road, which was bounded by a high fence,\\nand from which no street emerged southward except one\\nseveral blocks to the west. The cavalrymen who ran the\\ngauntlet and escaped the crossfire of Companies G and I\\nturned into this road just in front of Company K, and\\nnever reached the opening to the south.\\nThe Confederate camp was in a beautiful grove, and the\\nground was strewn with saddles, bridles, blankets, quilts,\\nstraw bedding, and dry-goods boxes, the latter filled with\\nbread, butter, fried chicken, roast beef, cakes and pies,\\nfurnished by the disloyal citizens of the town and sur-\\nrounding country. Before sunset the regiment was as-\\nsembled in the center of the town, pickets thrown out, and\\nhouses searched, where negroes reported concealed fugi-\\ntives.\\nW. A. Miller of Company B tells with great vividness\\nhis experience in hunting for a prisoner. He was ordered\\njust at dusk to enter a warehouse cellar and was by no", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 2/\\nmeans enthusiastic, as, with back to what little light there\\nwas, he blindly groped his way among boxes and hogs-\\nheads, his hair fairly standing on end. Suddenly, as his\\nhand fell on the object of his search, he was startled by a\\nloud laugh, and the exclamation, Damn you! I could a\\nblowed a hole through you just as easy. Charging on a\\nbattery where comrade is in touch with comrade, is not the\\nonly place where courage of a high type is revealed.\\nShortly after nightfall the troops started on their return\\nto Bowling Green, and on the following day attended the\\nfuneral of Howard Hudnut of Company A, who fell at\\nRussellville. The battalion marched in slow time at pla-\\ntoon front, keeping step to the mufifled drum, non-com-\\nmissioned officers in command, line officers in rear of their\\ncompanies and staff officers in rear of the regiment.\\nBowling Green, Kentucky, October i, 1862.\\nColonel S. D. Bruce, Commanding Provisional Brigade:\\nSir It becomes my duty to submit to you the following\\nreport of the expedition to Russellville, undertaken by your\\norders on the thirtieth ultimo.\\nThe forces under my command consisted of my own regi-\\nment, reduced by double details for camp guard and picket\\nduty, to five hundred men. Company Eighth Kentucky\\nCavalry, Captain Morrow (on foot), and Company K, Sixtieth\\nIndiana, Captain Givens, making together about six hun-\\ndred men. Having loaded the troops upon and inside of\\nboxcars, we proceeded cautiously down the road, expecting\\nto find it obstructed. As we approached Auburn Station,\\nwe were hailed by one of the citizens, and informed that the\\nrailroad bridge over Black Lick had been burned the night\\nprevious by a party of guerrillas. Upon examination I found\\nthat a new bridge, some forty feet in length, would have to\\nbe constructed, or the expedition abandoned. Finding upon\\nconsultation with those familiar with such work that the con-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "28 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nstruction, in the time required, of a new bridge, capable of\\npassing the train, was not impracticable, I at once deter-\\nmined to accomplish the work, and having sent out two\\ncompanies to encircle the village and prevent information\\nbeing sent to Russellville of our approach, I detailed large\\nworking parties, and sent out squads to collect axes and\\nother tools. Captain Fisher of Company I, being an old\\nrailroad builder, was designated by me to superintend the\\nwork, and right well did he justify the choice. In less than\\nthree hours he had felled the trees, put them in their place,\\nand laid the rail upon the superstructure^ so that the train\\npassed safely over. I cannot too highly commend the skill\\nand industry of Captain Fisher in so rapidly accomplishing\\nthis work, without which the expedition must have been a\\nfailure. Captain Carson of Company G also rendered valu-\\nable assistance in the work.\\nWhile waiting the completion of the bridge, I procured a\\ndiagram of the approaches to Russellville, after a close ex-\\namination of which a plan of attack was determined upon\\nin a council of the field officers of my regiment, together\\nwith Captains Givens and Morrow. Having left a guard of\\nfifty men, under Lieutenant Hardenbrook of Company H, to\\nprotect the bridge until our return, we started on toward\\nRussellville. When within about two miles of the place, I\\nsaw a negro riding furiously toward us along the side of the\\ntrack and immediately ordered the train stopped to get what\\ninformation I could of the situation and forces of the enemy.\\nI learned from him the exact location of the rebel encamp-\\nment, but could not so definitely learn their number. I here\\nthrew oflf Companies G, Captain Carson; I, Captain Fisher;\\nK, Captain Merrill, and Company K, Sixtieth Indiana, Cap-\\ntain Givens, under the command of Major Vance, for the\\npurpose of entering the town from the south, while we should\\nattack the rebels from the north of their encampment. I\\nthen ran on to within a mile of the town, where I threw off\\nthe residue of my troops, and turning of\u00c2\u00a5 to the right of the\\nrailroad, through a cornfield, I deployed Company A, Cap-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 29\\ntain Scott, as skirmishers, and advanced cautiously toward\\nthe rebel camp. Coming into an open field, the enemy were\\ndiscovered in their camp, when I ordered the skirmishers\\nto advance and open fire, which they did in fine style, their\\nfire being but feebly returned by the enemy. I brought the\\nbattalion forward, close upon the skirmishers, but the enemy\\nretreated so rapidly that we could not come up with them so\\nas to open fire. Seeing from the dust that a portion of them\\nwere fleeing along the road leading north on the west side\\nof their encampment, I detached Company H, Captain Cun-\\nning, to cut ofi their retreat, which was effected in good order,\\na few shots being fired with good effect. Having marched\\nthrough the rebel camp, we found the enemy had fled in every\\ndirection and in the utmost confusion, through the cornfields\\nand into the town, where they were hidden in the houses and\\nttables. Not having heard from Major Vance s party and\\ndesiring to know whether the town itself was held by the\\nenemy, I marched my command into the town and occupied\\nthe public square, where I was joined by Major Vance, of\\nwhom I have the following particulars of the part taken by\\nhis command in the fight:\\nAfter leaving the cars they made a considerable detour\\nover a very rough and thickly wooded country in order to\\ncome into the rear of the town and cut off the retreat of the\\nenemy. As they approached the streets leading to the Nash-\\nville and Springfield road they caught sight of the fleeing\\nrebels and were brought forward by the Major on the double\\nquick, each company taking a separate street, all debouching\\ninto that upon which the rebels were retreating. As the\\nbroken squads of rebel horsemen passed the posts of the re-\\nspective companies they delivered their fire with great steadi-\\nness and precision, killing and wounding a large number.\\nAfter the detachments had been united in the town, I im-\\nmediately detailed Companies C and E and sent Lieutenant\\nS. L. Crandall of the Eighth Kentucky Cavalry, who was\\nfamiliar with the country, to post them as pickets, and detailed\\nsquads to search certain houses in which the rebels were re-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "30 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nported by the negroes to have taken refuge. I succeeded\\nin capturing ten prisoners, which number would have been\\nlargely increased^ but, night coming on, further search be-\\ncame impracticable. After loading the horses and other prop-\\nerty captured from the enemy on the cars, we returned to\\nBowling Green.\\nWe captured and brought with us forty-two good horses,\\nsome fifty shotguns and muskets and sixty saddles, besides\\na large number of articles, an inventory of which has been\\nfurnished the post quartermaster.\\nFrom my own observation and from information received\\nfrom other sources I estimate the losses of the enemy at\\nthirty-five killed and wounded and ten prisoners.\\nWe lost one man killed Howard Hudnut of Company A,\\nSeventieth Indiana. He received a shot in the breast, which\\nwas instantly fatal; and fell with his face toward the enemy.\\nCaptain Scott and Lieutenant Ohr of Company A led the\\nskirmishers forward with great bravery and deserve especial\\nmention. The company manifested great spirit and steadi-\\nness.\\nCaptain Carson, Company G, Captain Fisher, Company I,\\nand Captain Merrill, Company K, Seventieth Indiana, and\\nCaptain Givens, Company K, Sixtieth Indiana, acting under\\nMajor Vance, and the officers and men under their command,\\nbehaved gallantly and executed their part of the plan of at-\\ntack with great success. Major Vance deserves great credit\\nfor the skill and promptness with which he brought his de-\\ntachment forward and engaged the enemy.\\nLieutenant-Colonel Burgess and Adjutant Jim L. Mitchell\\nco-operated efficiently with me in maneuvering my command\\nand were always at the post of duty. Captain Morrow of the\\nEighth Kentucky cavalry, having been recently encamped\\non the very spot occupied by the enemy, was of great service\\nto me in directing the line of march and determining\\nthe plan of attack. His company was on the left of my line\\nand succeeded in getting a few shots as the enemy retreated.\\nThe forces of the enemy consisted of three companies of", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "IN FRONT: BUELL AND BRAGG IN THE REAR 3T\\nDortch s regiment and an independent company under Cap-\\ntain Page, amounting altogether to three hundred and fifty\\nmen. Dortch s command had the night before burned the\\nbridge which we rebuilt. We took the enemy completely\\nby surprise, the fire of our skirmishers being the first intima-\\ntion they had of our approach.\\nI should not omit to mention that Lieut. J. W. Wallace,\\nA. A. A. G., formerly of the Sixteenth Kentucky, and Lieut.\\nJ. Andy Wallace, formerly of Company A, Seventieth Indiana,\\nof your staff, and Captain Fee, post quartermaster, who ac-\\ncompanied the expedition as volunteers, displayed great gal-\\nlantry, advancing in the line of my skirmishers. My entire\\ncommand, officers and men, manifested the greatest eagerness\\nto engage in the fight, and had the enemy stood more reso-\\nlutely to give us battle, would, I doubt not, have displayed\\na gallantry and bravery in the fight commensurate with their\\neagerness to engage in it.\\nRespectfully submitted,\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON,\\nColonel Seventieth Indiana Regiment.\\nBowling Green, Kentucky, October i, 1862.\\nGeneral\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Rebels burnt bridge at Black Lick, near Auburn,\\nMonday night. I sent Seventieth Indiana and part of the\\nEighth Kentucky down, rebuilt the bridge, surprised the\\nenemy at Russellville and routed them completely, killing and\\nwounding fifty, taking fifteen prisoners and forty horses and\\nsaddles.\\nNo enemy in force near here small parties stealing horses\\nthrough the country.\\nI intend to whip them all out. T^oTTr-v\\nS. U, BKUUH,\\nColonel Commanding.\\nGeneral J. T. Boyle.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IV.\\nTRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT\\nThe day at Russellville had not been quite long enough,\\nso at two o clock A. M., October second, the regiment\\nwas called out and set off at four to visit that town again.\\nCompanies H and K picketed the place, while the other\\ncompanies loaded the cars with medical stores, shoes, and\\nwhatever else could be of use to the army, and a thing or\\ntwo, the usefulness of which, under the circumstances, was\\ndoubtful. Company E brought away a little printing out-\\nfit, a hand press, type, chases, and other belongings. While\\nat Bowling Green Wm. Bodenhamer and other typos of\\nthe company published a diminutive paper, devoted mostly\\nto criticism of commissioned officers.\\nOn the return trip to Bowling Green one of the flat cars\\nfull of soldiers left the rails and went thumping over the\\ncrossties, tumbling the occupants about in a very disagree-\\nable manner. The only method of communication with\\nthe engineer was through his ears, and as those seemed\\nto be uncommonly dull there was something of a fusillade\\nbefore his attention could be attracted.\\nOn October third J. C. Bennett of Company B makes\\nthe following important record: Made some apple\\ndumplings, which were fine, and would do to compare\\nwith any that women can make. The statement in an-\\nother diary, October fourth, is: To-day out of sugar,\\nand no chance of getting more for eight days. One day\\nlater Bennett and the dumplings would have had a\\nsour time of it. Nothing could be found to take the place\\n32", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "TRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT 33\\nof sugar, but when candles gave out, gravy, a rag, and a\\nsardine box made a satisfactory light.\\nOn the same day those fine dumplings were made Com-\\npany K, with a troop of cavalry, was ordered to take the\\ncars for Mumfordsville. The train ran to Green river,\\nwhere, on account of the destruction of the bridge, all were\\nobliged to leave the cars, and the infantry to wade the\\nstream. The men marched over the late battleground, saw\\na great many wounded, chased some guerrillas, which even\\nthe cavalry could not overtake, and after entering the\\nalmost deserted village, returned at dark to the south side\\nof the river.\\nA Louisville newspaper of September thirtieth, telling\\nof the death of General Nelson, and giving much other\\ninformation, was prized more highly by members of the\\nregiment, who had been benighted for a month, than the\\nfifteen thousand pounds of bacon that was captured.\\nShortly after nightfall the infantry took the cars for Cave\\nCity, threw out pickets and awaited the return of the scout-\\ning cavalry. At one A. M. of the fourth the troop came in,\\nall boarded the cars, reaching Bowling Green at daybreak.\\nThe only amusing incident of the trip was that the Captain\\nin command rolled off the top of the box-car where he\\nwas trying to sleep, and limped for a week, taking to him-\\nself the credit of being the only man wounded on the expe-\\ndition.\\nOn Sunday, the fifth, nobody complained of lack of re-\\nligious instruction, for three sermons could have been\\nheard, and company Bible classes w^ere open for attendance.\\nA sarcastic observer said: The Devil with chuckaluck,\\nhis profanity, and his liquor drinking, made a big battle\\nwith the good Lord, and many a poor wavering fellow had", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "34 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\na tough time fighting first on one side and then on the\\nother.\\nCompany G, under command of Captain Carson, on the\\ntenth of November, took the train as far as Mumfordsville,\\nthen marched to Elizabethtown, the men putting their\\nknapsacks in the empty wagons they were expecting to\\nfill with clothing at that village. Although a heavy rain\\nwas falling, the thirty-seven miles were traveled in eleven\\nhours, the latter half of the journey in the night. After\\na breakfast furnished by the citizens the following morn-\\ning, the wagons were loaded and safely guarded to Bowling\\nGreen. The Captain reported that the only casualties of\\nthe march occurred when a squad made an assault, without\\norders, on a liquor saloon.\\nOn October fifteenth five companies of the Seventieth\\nand five hundred cavalry under command of Colonel\\nBruce started on the train for Russellville. It was a very\\nslow journey, as the track had been badly torn up. The\\nnight was spent in a fine grove, a former Confederate en-\\ncampment, just at the edge of the village. In the morn-\\ning an advance was made about three miles beyond Rus-\\nsellville, and the day was spent under the trees. The\\nprivates felt that they were rewarded for all their disci-\\nplinary hardships, when Colonel Bruce ordered an aide and\\na surgeon out of a turnip patch. Why should officers be\\npermitted to fill themselves with raw turnips when the\\nmen in the ranks had to go empty? Two hours after\\ndark the troops were loaded on the cars to return inglori-\\nously to Bowling Green, without even a turnip to show for\\nthe trip.\\nAt eleven P. M., October nineteenth, the regiment was\\ncalled out and marched to the station, where the men stood", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "TRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT 35\\naround till the train started at three o clock next morning.\\nHanging on the top of a box car as it swings around the\\ncurves of a road that has again and again been torn up,\\nmomentarily expecting to be plunged into a ravine by the\\nomnipresent John Morgan, is exciting enough to satisfy\\nany lover of adventure. Then, too, if a man is gifted with\\na sense of the ludicrous, he can laugh till he weeps at the\\namazing display of trouserless legs that have waded Green\\nRiver and are climbing its steep banks.\\nThe men lingered around Mumfordsville all day, feast-\\ning on wild grapes, walnuts and pawpaws, then slept in an\\nimmense appleless orchard. This was on the slope of a\\nhill, and R. M. Smock of Company G began his slumbers\\nat the top, but was found the next morning at the bottom\\nstill asleep. Blessings light on him that first invented\\nsleep. On the afternoon of the next day the regiment\\ntook the train up the road to Elizabethtown in pursuit\\nof the railroad destroyer, but as usual found that the bird\\nhad flown after accomplishing his plundering work. By\\nsundown the return trip to Bowling Green began, and\\ncontinued till the morning of the twenty-second.\\nThe arrival of an immense mail of over three thousand\\nletters, containing the first news from home since Septem-\\nber eleventh, threw the regiment into an ecstasy of joy;\\neven the poor fellow who received only one epistle declared\\nit was better than any Christmas he had ever seen. Then\\ncame friends from the North, bringing dainties for the\\npalate, letters and encouraging words, but their visits grew\\ninfrequent as time advanced and distance from home in-\\ncreased.\\nOne of these lady friends wrote home: All Saturday\\nand Sunday we sewed hard, putting linings and pockets", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "36 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nin overcoats, as the boys brought not only their own, but\\nthe coats of all their friends to us. It is delightful to do\\nanything for them. But it is the funniest thing in the\\nworld to see the poor fellows stand before our big looking\\nglass. As they have nothing but little bits of pocket mir-\\nrors, which reflect one feature at a time, of course they\\nhave not seen themselves sunburn, buttons and all\\nsince they became soldiers. They can hardly tear them-\\nselves away. When, after many a lingering look, they do\\nget to the front door, they are sure to run back for some-\\nthing they pretend to have forgotten in reality to take\\na parting glance. They haven t a bit of modesty about it.\\nI think I should die laughing if I wasn t so sorry for them.\\nI tell them they put me in mind of the young men in the\\ntown of Union at the beginning of the war. Captain\\nCramer was the first to volunteer and get a uniform. Of\\ncourse he had his picture taken. And what should every\\nfellow in town do but borrow the captain s suit, run down\\nto the wagon the daguerreotype office was a big covered\\nwagon and get his likeness. Perhaps it gave them reso-\\nlution to enlist, for they did one and all.\\nNear midnight, October twenty-third, Companies E, G,\\nand K stowed themselves away in army wagons, fourteen\\nin a vehicle, and accompanied by a squadron of cavalry\\nand a section of artillery, made a rapid movement, under\\nthe command of Major Vance, in an attempt to surprise\\nthe enemy. About an hour before day a deserted camp\\nwas discovered with fires still burning. Here the infantry\\nleft the wagons, took up the double quick, and the whole\\ncommand pushed on to Woodbury, where several pris-\\noners, a number of horses, besides arms and saddles, were\\ncaptured. The command hurried toward Morgantown,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "TRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT 37\\nthrew a few shells at the enemy s scampering rear guard,\\nthen turned homeward. After supper at Woodbury, given\\nat the citizens expense, the men stumbled for four miles\\nacross the country, through a dense forest, halting shortly\\nbefore midnight, to be on the march again an hour before\\nday. The food in the haversacks had given out, so raven-\\nous appetites were quieted by haws, wild grapes, crab-\\napples and persimmons. When on the afternoon of the\\ntwenty-fifth the men reached camp, well prepared to ap-\\npreciate hard tack and bacon, it was amusing to hear them\\ntell their comrades who had not accompanied them how\\nsuperior numbers had been chased, of the hairbreadth\\nescape of both the enemy and themselves, and of the deli-\\ncious feast at Woodbury.\\nWith this expedition, some say with the Russellville\\nfray, comes upon the stage an animal, that as a representa-\\ntive of his important branch of the service, perhaps de-\\nserves mention. While he was attending one of the\\nregimental reunions, the editor of the Martinsville Repub-\\nlican extracted from the grayhaired lads, who were stand-\\ning around patting the horse, the following facts for his\\nbiography: Billy was formerly in the ranks of John Mor-\\ngan s celebrated raiders, and was captured at Morgantown,\\nKentucky, in October, 1862, by the Seventieth Indiana. He\\nwas bought of the Government by the Chaplain of the regi-\\nment, and shortly afterwards sold to another officer, with\\nwhom he took part in that memorable and glorious march\\nto the sea, doing his duty faithfully, and always evincing a\\ndesire to be at the head of the regiment. During the\\nmarch to Atlanta all the horses in the brigade died from\\nstarvation except Billy, who was pulled through on a diet\\nof leaves, and was in quite a reduced state when he par-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "33 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nticipated with Sherman in the capture of that city. Billy-\\nwas of a very mischievous disposition, and it was im-\\npossible to tie or confine him in any way except with a\\nchain and lock, and even then he would sometimes manage\\nto slip the chain over his head and go cantering about the\\ncamp searching for provender in the haversacks of the\\nsoldiers, his joy culminating when by biting and kicking\\nthe other animals he could make them break loose and\\ncharge among the sleepers in a general stampede. While\\nat Wauhatchie Valley his owner was annoyed by losing\\non Lookout Mountain, miles away from camp, a large\\nbandanna handkerchief that had been sent to him by a\\nfriend in the North. That night Billy slipped his chain\\nand roamed at will on the mountain ridge. In the morning\\nhe came tearing into camp, red bandanna in mouth, and\\nit was only after a tantalizing chase of a host of laughing\\npursuers that he was captured and induced to give up his\\nfind. Once during his nocturnal meandering he was mis-\\ntaken for a Reb by a nervous picket, who fired at him,\\ncausing a general alarm. Billy was never known to break\\na buggy but once, and that was when, viewing a\\nDemocratic procession, a picture of the presidential can-\\ndidate was turned suddenly towards him. This was too\\nmuch for the old war horse, and he proceeded to demolish\\nthe buggy and leave that vicinity instantly. Billy showed\\nno attachment to any individual, but he was extremely\\nfond of the regiment as a body, and very restless when\\nseparated from it. Some weeks after his arrival at Indian-\\napolis, the war being over, he escaped confinement, and\\nmade a bee line for the South in search of the Seventieth.\\nWhen six miles on his march through the country Captain\\nCarson chanced to meet and halt him. Billy passed his", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "TRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT 39\\nlast days in leisure and comfort, and died a natural death\\nat the ripe age of thirty-two.\\nBowling Green, October 29, 1862.\\nColonel Bruce:\\nSir The order imposing upon me the command of an\\nexpedition in search of Morgan in the region of Brownsville\\nor Woodbury was received at 11:30 Thursday evening, Octo-\\nber twenty-sixth. By twelve o clock the column was in mo-\\ntion. Inasmuch as the order left the point and mode of\\nattack open to the discretion of the ofhcers, it was unani-\\nmously agreed to direct our march upon Woodbury, as indi-\\ncations of the presence of the enemy there were much stronger\\nthan at Brownsville, and in case of failure there the latter\\nplace might be included in the return route. The command\\nconsisted of the following detachments, moving in the order\\nthey are mentioned: Companies of the Eighth Kentucky\\nCavalry under Major Weathersford, two pieces of artillery\\nunder command of Lieutenant Swaner; three companies of\\nthe Seventieth Indiana Infantry under command of Captain\\nMerrill; one company of the Ninth Pennsylvania Cavalry;\\neight companies of the Fourth Kentucky Cavalry under Cap-\\ntain Kurfuss. I was convinced it would be impossible to\\nreach Woodbury, twenty-two miles distant, in time for a day-\\nlight attack, for the artillery and infantry necessarily rendered\\nthe march slow. Every precaution that advanced guards and\\nvidettes could insure was taken to prevent information of\\nour approach being conveyed ahead. By three o clock we\\nhad marched ten miles. The videttes here reported suspi-\\ncious fires ahead. The column was halted and Major Weath-\\nersford was sent forward to investigate. He reported what\\nhe believed to be a rebel camp, indicated by numerous fires\\nburning brightly. The infantry was instantly ordered for-\\nward. Scouts and skirmishers were sent out to ascertain the\\nforce and locality; they returned and reported that the enemy,\\napparently in small force, had left after putting out their\\nfires. I might as well state here that upon our return march", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "40 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe owner of the ground where they had encamped told me\\nthat a squad of thirty or forty had stopped there for the night\\nand were notified of our approach by the noise of the artil-\\nlery lumbering over the rocky hills. At eight o clock A. M.\\nwe stopped to feed the horses four miles from Woodbury,\\nIt was now evident that dispatch alone could insure any suc-\\ncess. The roughness of the road rendered the advance of\\nthe artillery and infantry very slow. I therefore ordered the\\ncavalr to dash rapidly on to Woodbury, leaving the artillery\\nand infantry to follow as expeditiously as possible. We con-\\ntinued our advance on the main Morgantown road to within\\ntwo miles of Woodbury, where the column took a branch\\nroad to that place to the right. At this time the vidette guard\\nof three men with Lieutenant Morgan were out of sight\\nahead. The guide with them had forgotten the order to take\\nthe branch to the right at this place (the main Woodbury\\nroad leaving the Morgantown road two miles farther ahead)\\nand had continued upon the main road. The whole column had\\nnot yet entered the branch road, and I had sent an\\norderly forward to see if the videttes had, as I suspected,\\ntaken the wrong road^ when half a dozen pistol shots were\\nfired from the Morgantown road to the left and almost abreast\\nof us. A moment afterward a negro on horseback and carry-\\ning a basket came galloping through the woods from whence\\nthe firing took place. We halted him and learned that the\\nvidettes had exchanged shots with three rebel cavalrymen\\nto whom he had just been sent with provisions. (We retained\\nhis horse). In the meantime Lieutenant Morgan had gal-\\nloped back to the forks of the road and found all the column\\nbut four companies of the Fourth Kentucky Cavalry had\\nentered the Woodbury branch. These he detached and took\\nrapidly along after the videttes. The column then took the\\ndouble quick until it reached Woodbury. A few squads of\\nrebel soldiers loitering upon their horses, twenty or thirty\\nin number, were taken completely by surprise and laid down\\ntheir arms. We here learned that at nine o clock five hun-\\ndred rebel cavalry had passed through on their way to Mor-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "TRYING TO WHIP THEM ALL OUT 4I\\ngantown, where it seems Morgan was having a general ren-\\ndezvous. All accounts seemed to place his whole force at\\nabout two thousand at least, with one piece of artillery. There\\nwere besides his own men, Duke s and Gano s regmients and\\nBreckinridge s battalion. A council of war was held and it\\nwas unanimously decided to proceed to Morgantown with\\nour six hundred and sixty-nine men as soon as the artillery\\nand infantry came up. We left at twelve o clock. Before\\nleaving I dispatched two men with a guide to inform the\\nfour companies on the Morgantown road that they were to\\nawait further orders at the intersection of that road and a\\nbyroad uniting it with the road from Woodbury to Morgan-\\ntown. After proceeding some distance a courier from these\\ncompanies overtook us and informed me that they had fol-\\nlowed the three men who fired on our advance so rapidly as\\nto reach their camp of about sixty recruits, situated two miles\\nfrom Morgantown, before they had made all preparations for\\none of their characteristic departures; that his men discharged\\ntheir revolvers with no other known effect than a marked\\nacceleration of their speed; that several prisoners and horses\\nhad been taken and a quantity of camp equipage and blan-\\nkets. About a mile from Morgantown I detached the re-\\nmaining three companies of the Fourth Kentucky Cavalry\\nand sent them across by the above mentioned byroad to join\\nthe four companies on the Morgantown road, with orders\\nthat together they should enter the town upon that side. As\\nwe neared the hill on which the town is situated a troop of\\nrebel cavalry disappeared through the woods on the hill to\\nthe left of the road. Their unfinished dinner evinced that\\nthey had just left their camp, which lay at the foot of the\\nhill and on both sides of the road. I ordered the artillery\\ninto position and began shelling the woods where they dis-\\nappeared and the road beyond the hill, while the infantry\\nand cavalry dashed up the road into town at the same in-\\nstant the Fourth Kentucky entered upon the left. We found\\nthat the rebels had retreated, John Morgan, who had spent\\nthe night before in the place, having received information of", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "42 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nour approach and left half an hour before with all his force\\nexcept those encamped at the foot of the hill. He had taken\\nthe road to Russellville, but the dilapidated state of the cav-\\nalry, for whom this was the eleventh consecutive day of inces-\\nsant travel, rendered further pursuit out of the question. I re-\\nturned to Woodbury, where I had ordered an ample supper for\\nmy whole command to be prepared; after which we marched\\nfour miles toward Bowling Green and encamped for the\\nnight. Captain Waltman, with a company, met us there and\\nreturned with us next day. We reached Bowling Green at\\nfive P. M. on Saturday. We captured forty-five horses and\\naccoutrements and forty prisoners, of whom twenty-five were\\nMorgan s men with arms and equipments. Of the behavior\\nof the command, for which the order held me responsible, I\\nwill only say that with a few individual exceptions, it was\\nunexceptionable the cavalry and artillery troops, hungrv^ and\\nexhausted at the start, displayed an alacrity and obedience\\nand an enthusiasm in the pursuit that was highly commend-\\nable. Major Weathersford, every inch a gentleman and a sol-\\ndier, rendered me valuable advice in our consultations and aid\\nin the execution of our plans. Lieutenant Morgan deserves\\nespecial mention for his active efBciency as my aid.\\nI have the honor to be very respectfully yours,\\nSAMUEL C. VANCE,\\nMajor Seventieth Indiana Volunteers.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER V.\\nNEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES\\nThe Seventieth Regiment was now assigned to Gen.\\nW. T. Ward s Brigade, and to the Twelfth Division, under\\ncommand of Gen. E. Diimont. Before bidding goodbye\\nto BowHng Green four hundred men of the regiment took\\nthe train and started in the direction of Russellville. A\\ndisloyal engineer had succeeded in running off one of the\\nfinest locomotives belonging to the L. N. R. R., and\\nnow that its services were so badly needed, its loss was\\nseriously felt. The stolen engine ran fourteen miles, when\\nthe water gave out, and its boiler was injured by the fire;\\nthen it was deserted by its purloiner. The all-night trip\\nthrough the frosty air made all admit, before the engine\\nwas recaptured and returned, that one iron horse thief\\ncould do much damage and produce much discomfort.\\nAn order was received from General Rosecrans detailing\\ntwo men from each company to join the force that was\\nto constitute the Pioneer Corps. The following letter\\nshows how valuable this organization became:\\nLos Angeles, California, September 24th, 1894.\\nEbenezer Harbert, Esq., Whiteland, Johnson County, Ind.:\\nDear Sir In reply to your favor of August 25th in regard\\nto the services of the Pioneer Corps of our Army of the Cum-\\nberland, I beg to state that no branch of the service was more\\nnecessary or did more efficient or faithful work. When I ar-\\nrived to take charge of the army I found it had no pioneer\\ncorps, no sappers, miners, or pontooniers, no bridge train, so\\nindispensable to the efficient work of an army, in the midst of\\na country interspersed with rivers and mountains. Although\\n43", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "44 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe regiments were much depleted from the full complement\\nof men, I found it necessary to draw from them for a force\\nto constitute the Pioneer Corps, and detailed two men from\\neach company of infantry accordingly.\\nTo show how proficient and skilled in its work this or-\\nganization became, and how necessary to the army the\\nPioneer Corps was, I will say this force, later on, constructed\\nat Caperton s Ferry across the Tennessee River a pontoon\\nbridge at the rate of five feet a minute, completing between 7\\nA. M. and 11 A. M. a bridge of twelve hundred and fifty-four\\nfeet in length.\\nThese men deserve the highest commendation, as they were\\ndetailed on special duty and were under the disadvantage of\\nbeing separated from their original commands, and were thus\\nprevented from keeping up official records, and were cut off\\nfrom the pathway of promotion.\\nRegarding the incident of the gun trial in the bed of Stone\\nRiver, in which you participated, I remember the affair well,\\nas it was the first official trial of the celebrated Catling Gun,\\nwhich was afterwards improved and came to be so effective a\\nweapon. With fraternal regards and wishes for your welfare,\\nI remain, Yours very truly,\\nW. S. ROSECRANS.\\nOn the afternoon of November tenth General\\nDumont s command moved out eight miles and encamped\\non Drake s Creek, continuing the march next day and\\nreaching a permanent encampment at Scottsville on the\\ntwelfth. While remaining in this town the troops were\\naroused every morning before the first streak of day by the\\nroar of a cannon, and stood in line of battle till sunrise.\\nThe people in the neighborhood of Scottsville w^ere\\ntypical poor whites, ignorant and credulous. Some of the\\nsoldiers took advantage of these characteristics, and claim-\\ning that everything was fair in war, used the little cards\\nattached to the clothing, on which were the tailors size", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 45\\nnumbers, as currency, in trading for chickens and sweet\\npotatoes. Even canceled postage stamps became valuable in\\nunscrupulous hands, and were exchanged for eggs and\\ncornmeal. Some of the citizens of this hilly region, in\\nspite of their credulity, were so suspicious that they insisted\\non having new postage stamps marked before receiving\\nthem. When a soldier was pining for fresh vegetables, and\\nhad nothing but virgin stamps to trade, he had to be some-\\nthing of a moral philosopher to refuse to deal with people\\nwho insisted upon being swindled.\\nUnfortunately two or three men in the regiment, with\\nlittle temptation, acted on the belief that wit and wis-\\ndom born with a man, were to be used in getting the\\nbetter of their fellows. All is fair in war covered a multi-\\ntude of peccadillos. One such, at a later date, meeting a\\ncitizen near Nashville, asked the time of day. When the\\nwatch was taken out he exclaimed with an air of surprise:\\nThat is mine! No, said the stranger, I paid the\\njeweler sixty dollars for it. That may be, but it was\\nstolen from me, and my name, M. T. Tobias, is engraved\\nwithin the case. Sure enough the name was there, and\\nthe watch was delivered to the claimant, for the owner was\\nnot shrewd enough to guess that the inscription was the\\nname of the manufacturer.\\nLater still, in North Carolina, a simple-minded couple\\nwere induced to put their trust in and confide their posses-\\nsions to a make-believe relative, only to find their confi-\\ndence betrayed. If it must be that such offenses come,\\none could wish that a comrade were not implicated, and\\nthat other comrades would not laugh at transactions that\\nhad more treachery than fun in them.\\nA rather peculiar desertion occurred in Scottsville. A", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "46 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nStrolling, half-witted preacher had been encouraged by his\\nparishioners to enlist, and seemed brightened for a time\\nby patriotism or discipline or the semi-roving life of the\\nsoldier, but his greed was such that he could not pass a\\nshirt or trousers throw^n away in the fatigue of the march;\\nand as he always donned these acquisitions, never taking\\nthem ofT to wash, his presence became offensive. When\\none night, clad in nine shirts and five pairs of pantaloons,\\nand, as many averred, a sheet-iron coat of mail, he rushed\\nby the sentinel shouting, John Derusha Hopkins will not\\nhalt, everybody commended the guard for not shooting.\\nOn the twenty-fifth of November the division moved\\nfrom Scottsville southward. A number of wagons had\\nbeen pressed into the service by the inspector-general on\\nGeneral Dumont s staff, and many of the men who were\\nnot well rode from time to time, and many also quite im-\\nprudently relieved themselves of their knapsacks. As some\\nof the wagons did not keep up with the advance troops,\\nthere was shivering on the hillside the first night.\\nThe following day, the line separating Kentucky from\\nTennessee, marked by a large stone, was crossed. The\\nChaplain mounted this landmark and proposed three\\ncheers, which swelled into bursts of shouting as the men\\napproached the stone and discovered for what they were\\nyelling. The band struck up Dixie, and there was rejoic-\\ning, as if new territory had been gained. The slightest\\nripple on the monotonous current of drill and guard and\\nmarch was welcome to the boys. They were highly\\namused when a rabbit suddenly jumped from the brush\\ninto the road, at seeing General Dumont put spurs to his\\nhorse and pursue the fleet creature till it disappeared in a\\nculvert. The general was on foot in a twinkHng at the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 47\\nentrance, and the frightened animal sprang from the other\\nend of the culvert into the hands of Captain Braden, the\\nchief of staff.\\nThe regiment reached Gallatin on the evening of the\\ntwenty-sixth, and the Seventieth encamped immediately\\nadjoining General Dumont s headquarters. The general,\\nobserving the difficulty the men had in going over the great\\ndistances necessary to obtain Avood, made the remark that\\nhe thought the situation would justify them in taking the\\ntop rail of a near fence. The bottom rail was soon the top\\none, and everybody was well supplied with fuel.\\nSnow fell a few days after the troops arrived, and many\\nschemes were devised to make the tents comfortable.\\nTwo sergeants from Indianapolis entered an engine house,\\ntook the brass dome off a locomotive, hung it on a rail, and\\nstarted to camp, expecting to use it as a stove. They\\nwere arrested by a guard and marched threatening, swear-\\ning, protesting and pleading every step of the way to Gen-\\neral Thomas headquarters. The language of the General\\nwas anything but mild as he asked them, among other\\nquestions, what kind of material they thought they were\\nmade of that they needed a five hundred dollar stove to\\nwarm themselves with? The guard was ordered to make\\nthem return the stove to the engine that would have\\nbeen ruined without it. There was little pleasure to these\\nnon-commissioned officers in carrying the heavy thing a\\nmile, bu*, the spectacle afforded unbounded delight to the\\nprivates, who cheered them on their line of march.\\nThe regiment was put to work on a fortification under\\nthe superintendence of the chief of engineers on General\\nRosecrans staff, who kept the spades going by night as\\nwell as by day. Captain Meredith writes: It was fun", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "48 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nto see the Company E boys, many of whom had been\\nprinters devils, but few of whom had ever handled a pick\\nor shovel before, pitch into that work. Frank Myers, a\\nGerman, and Joe Landormie, a Frenchman, gifted mimics,\\nbegan jabbering an imitation of Irish laborers, and soon\\nthe whole gang was making the air green with the sweet\\nbrogue of Erin. The regular army officer in charge of\\nthe work congratulated himself on his good fortune in\\ngetting hold of so many Irishmen, and when the company\\nwas relieved actually complimented the men on the amount\\nof work accomplished.\\nShoveling around the fort cut short somewhat the hours\\nof drill, but this was not the only interference. J. H. Kelly,\\nof Company I, tells of a pugnacious billy-goat that roamed\\nover the common, picking up any food dropped by the\\nboys, and then lunching on a canteen. He was ready to\\nfight on the smallest provocation, and gave the officers\\nnot a little trouble when they were moving backwards in\\nfront of their companies, for he seemed to know that even\\nthe bravest could not stand an attack in the rear. When\\nhe grew weary of tormenting the Captain, he would fall\\nbehind the company, there to have his wrath aroused again\\nby some mischievous soldier in the rear rank challenging\\nhim with the shake of a coat tail. There was always a\\ncharge, and as often a rout.\\nA letter from J. M. Brown, Gallatin, December third,\\nstates We are living on cornbread now. We press corn\\nand take it to a mill about a mile from camp and swap it for\\nmeal. Then we make hoe cakes and all such good things.\\nOne of the privates tells a shocking story of the way\\nhis Captain was made to look sick. When a man was\\ncaught in some misconduct, the Captain s stereotyped com-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 49\\nmand to the sergeant, made in a deep guttural tone, was,\\nTut him on extra duty. One night at roll call the Ser-\\ngeant was running down the list in a perfunctory way, and\\nrepeated a name three times without receiving a response.\\nThe Captain, who was standing by, growled, Put him on\\nextra duty, when a voice from the ranks that made the\\nair chilly cried, O Lord, Captain, he s been dead and\\nburied two weeks.\\nUnder the light of subsequent events a quotation from\\na letter of Captain Meredith reads curiously: The way\\nthe Copperheads have been acting at home caused a mass\\nmeeting of indignant soldiers, over which General Paine,\\nour post commander, presided. There were good speak-\\ners. General Dumont among the rest, and there was great\\nenthusiasm. Our Colonel, Ben. Harrison, was the junior\\nofficer on the platform, and his speech did not come until\\nthe others were through. Right away he riveted the at-\\ntention of that mass of men, held it undivided for about\\nan hour, and was cheered vociferously when he closed.\\nGeneral Paine slapped me on the back and exclaimed, By\\nGeorge, Captain, that Colonel of yours will be President of,\\nthe United States some day.\\nOn December twelfth the regiment broke camp and\\nmoved down the Nashville road to engage in the work of\\nguarding railroad bridges. Companies A, B, C and D\\nwere located at Drake s Creek; E and F at Edgefield; G\\nand H at Saundersville, I and K at Pilot Knob. The men\\nat the latter place, when not drilling and off duty, amused\\nthemselves by running foot races and snowballing. The\\ncompanies were pitted against one another during a snow-\\nstorm, and when the contest took on the form of deciding\\nwhich was the strongest, by capturing the chiefs, the cap-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "50 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ntains found themselves in rags at the conclusion of the\\nstruggle.\\nAgain a quotation from J. M. Brown: December\\ntwenty-fourth, ten miles below Gallatin. You say you\\nkilled hogs last week. Well, we kill hogs every day or two.\\nJim and Lou and I are washing to-day and making hom-\\niny. We are fixing for Christmas. Letters not only give\\na view of army Hfe, but glimpses too of home affairs. The\\nsame lad thus teases his sisters: T expect you see a great\\nold time of a Sunday night? Do you spark in the parlor\\nat our house, or do they come home with you from meet-\\ning and then go home without coming in? Then a\\nthought seems to strike him that arouses his patriotic in-\\ndignation: I think if a man is big enough to go with the\\ngirls he is big enough to go into the army.\\nAs the old year was dying and the new year was ap-\\nproaching with melancholy tread, and while the men of\\nour regiment were watching the connections with the\\nNorth of General Rosecrans struggling army, the deep\\nlow boom of artillery at Stone River, forty miles away,\\ncould be heard; and inexpressible anxiety w^as felt for the\\nresult of the battle.\\nFor some reason Quartermaster Allison, though he\\nmade every possible effort, was for a long time unable to\\nget clothing for the regiment, and many of the men were\\nabsolutely in tatters. At last about a dozen pairs of\\ntrousers for each company was received. The distribution\\nto each of their commands, as the captains described it,\\nwas very amusing, but that of Company E, as being more\\ncharacteristic, is best entitled to a place in history. The\\nCaptain of this company reported In order to deter-\\nmine who needed the pantaloons the worst the company", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 5 1\\nwas mustered in one line for inspection. The front view\\nwas bad enough, but when the command about face was\\ngiven the aspect was fearful. The rascals had received a\\nhint of the object of the muster, and had made prepara-\\ntions accordingly. They were all so ragged that it was\\ndecided to determine by lot who should take the trousers;\\nand the disappointed ones were busy the rest of the day\\nsewing up the rents they had made.\\nThe same officer continues in a more serious mood:\\nWhile we were at Edgefield Junction Sergeant Wm.\\nGriggs died. He was a fine soldier, a noble young man,\\nand greatly beloved by all his comrades. A messenger was\\nsent to headquarters with the request that the Chaplain\\ncome and conduct the funeral services, but we were in-\\nformed that he had gone to Indianapolis on leave. Then\\nwe concluded to bury our dead comrade with such services\\nas we could improvise. The Captain read a chapter from\\nthe Bible, spoke a few words, and others made remarks.\\nAn appropriate hymn was sung, and we were about to\\nlower the coffin into the grave, when one of the soldiers,\\nlooking up, saw our Colonel riding over the hill behind us.\\nHe had come down to supply the place of the Chaplain.\\nHe dismounted, uncovered, walked to the edge of the\\ngrave, extended his hands over the coffin, and offered one\\nof the most feeling and eloquent prayers to which we had\\never listened. Then the remains were lowered into the\\ngrave, the earth thrown in, the salute fired, and the sad\\nrite was finished. It was a touching scene, the funeral of\\nthat soldier on the hillside in Tennessee, away from his\\nyoung wife, his parents, and his many dear friends at\\nhome.\\nOn February twelfth, 1863, the Seventieth returned to", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "52 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGallatin, leaving, however, small detachments from E, F,\\nG, H and K to continue guarding- the bridges, under com-\\nmand of Major Vance, until his resignation was received,\\nand afterwards under command of Captain Carson. In-\\nstructions were given to these efficient officers by General\\nPaine to have the property holders whose land adjoined\\nthe railroad cut and haul to the track sufficient quan-\\ntities of wood for the use of the locomotives, and also to\\narrest all citizens who had failed to obey the order, issued\\nsome time before, requiring them to take the oath of al-\\nlegiance and receive protection papers.\\nPermission was granted to capture twenty horses,\\nbridles and saddles from the disloyal for the purpose of\\nmounting scouts to scour the neighboring region, suppress\\nguerrillas, apprehend furloughed Confederate soldiers who\\nwere visiting their homes, and to thwart the schemes of\\nthose who were planning destruction to the railroad.\\nNegroes furnished invaluable assistance by coming with\\ninformation at night. Many a Southern officer, had he\\nknown all, would have attributed his removal from his bed\\nabout midnight to stripes he had in years gone by laid on\\nthe backs of his slaves.\\nAn attempt in March to wreck a passenger train was\\nfrustrated by the vigilance of Lieutenant Carey. Rails\\nhad been piled on the track, where a culvert made it easy\\nto wedge them till they became a formidable obstacle.\\nThree sisters lived nearby, and as their shoes exactly fitted\\nthe tracks leading from their house to and around the\\nrail piles, they were arrested, taken to Gallatin and impris-\\noned. General Paine felt sure they had designed murder;\\nyet as all the evidence was circumstantial, and perhaps", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 53\\nbecause the guilty parties were women, they were admon-\\nished and released.\\nA detachment from Companies G and H, under com-\\nmand of Lieutenants Hardenbrook and Record, crossed\\nthe Cumberland River in search of horses. After march-\\ning a mile or two on a road winding through the woods\\nthey encountered and arrested Captain Duncan, who had\\nthe reputation of being a desperado. Benjamin Ransdell\\nwas left behind to guard the prisoner, while the others con-\\ntinued their journey. After the detachment had passed\\non, an armed Confederate soldier, who had been concealed\\nin a neighboring farm house, escaped, and evidently not\\nhaving observed the guard with his captive, ran down the\\nroad toward them. This diverted Ransdell s attention.\\nWhile he was getting his gun ready for the approaching\\nenemy, his prisoner, knocking him down with a stone,\\nthrew himself upon him. There was a furious struggle, in\\nwhich the men, mad with rage and fear, fell and rose three\\ntimes. The last time of rising the Confederate drew a\\ndirk from his boot, while the Union man, gaining semi-\\npossession of his rifle, fired and wounded his enemy in the\\nwrist. The crippled man rushed to his horse and mounted,\\nonly to be felled to the ground by a blow from Ransdell s\\nmusket. The prisoner then ran, while his adversary was\\nhastily loading his rifle. There was deliberate aim, but the\\nweapon hr.d been bent in the conflict and failed to carry\\nthe bullet to the mark. The man from the house did not\\nstay to see the conclusion of the duel, but disappeared in\\nthe woods, and the panting Ransdell was left alone with\\nhis crooked gun.\\nMeanwhile the scouting party, having captured several\\nhorses, learned that seventy-five armed Confederates were", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "54 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nnearby, and started on a hurried return. However, Lieu-\\ntenant Record, feeling that one more prize was desirable,\\nstopped at a house and bridled a fine pacing mare. A\\nstout lady and her stouter daughter seized the bridle,\\nbraced themselves on each side of the animal s head, and\\nbade defiance to the officer. The Lieutenant, disdaining to\\nstruggle with women, leaped on the steed, loosed the\\nthroat latch, slipped out the bit, vigorously used his spurs,\\nand paced rapidly away, calling out to the astonished\\nwomen, who held the bridle, This is a Yankee trick.\\nWhile the detachments under the command of Major\\nVance and Captain Carson were engaged in their impor-\\ntant duties in the region immediately north of Nashville,\\nthe main body of the regiment was encamped at Gallatin,\\nemployed in work similar to that in which it had been\\noccupied at Bowling Green. Drilling was incessant, and\\nno one could escape unless he was out on picket or his\\ncompany was off on an expedition. Perfection in outpost\\nduty was not attained by some of the soldiers without\\ngreat difficulty. John Maloney, an Irishman of Company\\nK, when detailed for this kind of service never could recol-\\nlect the countersign if it were a word he had not before\\nheard. One evening the officer of the day gave the coun-\\ntersign, Solferino, to Sergeant Secrest, who in turn was\\nto communicate it to the men on the portion of the line\\nof which he had charge. When he came to Maloney he\\nsaid: Now, Johnnie, I don t want to have any trouble\\nwith you stopping the grand rounds to-night, so you must\\nget the countersign right end foremost in your head, and\\ndon t you forget it. Then in a low voice, It s Solferino,\\nSolferino, Solferino. Have you got it now, Johnnie? No,\\nSairgint; say it agin. So it was repeated over and over.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 55\\nYis, Sairgint; I ve got it now, and it s the bist countersign\\nwe iver had. Tell it to me so I can be sure you know\\nit, demanded Secrest. Sock it to em, growled\\nMaloney.\\nThe first of March the regiment went from Gallatin to\\nGoose Creek, beyond Hartsville, into a region where\\ntrouble seemed always breeding. The people were dis-\\nposed to give encouragement to the enemy, who crossed\\nthe river for supplies or for information, and an occasional\\nvisit of Union troops became a necessity. By way of pay-\\nment for the long march, ninety-eight barrels of flour,\\ndesigned for the men in gray, were removed to Gallatin.\\nJ. C. Bennett s diary gives the information that six\\ncompanies of infantry, one of cavalry and sixty scouts,\\nunder command of Colonel Harrison, started at eight\\nA. M., March eighteenth, bound for Carthage. We had\\nin our charge sixty head of cattle and seventy wagons.\\nPassing through Hartsville we bivouacked at Dickson s\\nSprings after forming the wagons into a circle of defense.\\nThe next day the cavalry drove the cattle on to Carthage,\\nbut the rest of us, dividing into parties, took different\\ndirections, and while most of the wagons were loaded with\\ncorn, hay and oats, some were taken to the mill and loaded\\nwith barrels of flour. We spent the night at Hartsville,\\nand started the following morning for camp through the\\nrain and mud.\\nHenry Farley of Company B says: I took part in a\\nscouting expedition under command of Lieutenant\\nRecord. Just at daybreak we captured two men at a dance\\nand three in a blackberry patch. I was left with some\\nothers to guard these prisoners, but hearing some firing\\nand thinking there were plenty to take care of the pris-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "56 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\noners, I mounted my horse and hurried in the direction\\nof the shooting. Presently I saw a Johnny coming out\\nof a lane with Templeton Smith, of our company, after\\nhim. At sight of me the Johnny changed his course of\\nflight, but his horse slipped and fell and Smith took him\\ncaptive. It was a game of blufif on Smith s part, for he\\nchased him with an empty gun. The Johnny had done\\npretty well though, for he had put one bullet in Lieutenant\\nRecord s hand and one in his thigh. The Lieutenant s\\nblood was up now, and he said, Boys, I m told there were\\nfifteen men at that dance, and we must have some more\\nof them. So we started again, but I got separated from\\nthe rest and came out on the Nashville pike. I struck a\\nblacksmith s shop and saw a man dressed in gray lying\\ninside, a couple of pistols in his belt. I crept to the back\\ndoor of the shop, presented arms with the words, Hold\\nup your hands or die. While I was unbuckling his pistols\\nthe blacksmith said, No one man could capture him while\\nhe had two guns. This gentleman had the pleasure of look-\\ning into the muzzle of one of the captured guns, and when\\nordered to march out on the pike with his comrade made no\\nresistance. On recrossing the Cumberland we took with us\\nthirteen prisoners and left two to be buried by their\\nfriends,\\nSunday morning, April twenty-sixth, the men leaped\\ninto wagons and lumbered away at a fast mule trot toward\\nthis same troublesome district. The following extract\\nfrom an officer s letter throws some light on the expedi-\\ntion: About daybreak General Paine told me to detach\\nfour wagons and follow him on a side road, while the rest\\nof the train, twenty-six wagons, went on to Hartsville.\\nWe pulled up at a grass widow s house, husband in the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 57\\nConfederate army, took breakfast and loaded our teams with\\ncorn, leaving her just enough to keep the wolf from her\\ndoor. I was then sent back to station guards around Mr.\\nSmith s house, and to allow no one to escape until the Gen-\\neral s return. There we remained cooping up a household\\nof chattering females until two o clock, while the General\\nwent on and told the citizens of Hartsville that on his\\nnext visit their town would be burned and every soul\\ndriven south if they suffered any more rebels to cross the\\nriver.\\nThe windows and doors of every other house through-\\nout the entire region are nailed fast, and the women have\\nunited their families in the occupied dwellings, so that the\\nsentimental soldier has scarcely ceased moralizing over a\\ndeserted home before he beholds a house with nine gaunt\\nwomen in the doorway and countless hordes of youngsters\\nat the broken windows. An old man (a few octogenarians\\nare left) asked me where General Paine was from, when his\\npretty niece flashed out, From the devil, uncle; what\\nmakes you ask such a question? Whether General Paine\\nwas from the devil or not, he certainly was a merciful man,\\naccording to the Scripture definition, for he always came\\nback with plenty of forage for the animals.\\nJ. C. Bennett: On the eighth of May five companies\\nof the regimen c hurried to the Cumberland River to cap-\\nture or drive away guerrillas who had fired upon a loaded\\nsteamboat on its way to Carthage. A snag had sunk the\\nvessel, and Companies I and K were detached to afford\\nprotection while unloading was in progress, and the other\\nthree were thrown out as skirmishers to advance on the\\nsouth side of the river and capture bushwackers. Only\\nfour prisoners were caught in the net. From the fifteenth", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "58 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nto the twenty-second of May Company B had charge of\\nBulls Branch ferry. The people paid us for crossing the\\nriver, and we made thirty dollars in two days, which was\\nput into our fund to purchase things for the use of the\\ncompany. Several families of refugees crossed at our ferry\\nfrom whom we took nothing, for we thought they would\\nneed all the money they had. They said they were trying\\nto get into the United States, and w^hen we told them\\nthey were safe their faces lighted up as if a heavy load had\\nbeen rolled from their shoulders.\\nOn the twenty-third of May four companies of the\\nSeventieth Indiana, two of the One Hundred and Second\\nIllinois, and a section of artillery, Colonel Harrison com-\\nmanding, crossed the Cumberland on a foraging expedi-\\ntion, and returned on the evening of the twenty-sixth.\\nAn officer tells the following story: One day I was\\nsitting in front of my tent, when a man not overly clean,\\nbut not quite so dirty as John D. Hopkins, came up from\\nhis company quarters and said that he could do something\\nI could neither do nor try to do. Just then the Adjutant\\napproached, and I said, Here is a man who says he can do\\na thing you can neither do nor try to do. Well, spoke\\nup the Adjutant in that wonderful rich voice of his, I would\\nlike to see a man do what I can t try to do. The man\\nasked him to take a seat on a chair and then popped\\nquickly into his lap. Of all the foolish looking men in\\nthe world the Adjutant took the palm, as the onlookers\\ncried out, Try to sit in your own lap. Adj. He couldn t\\ndo it. He didn t even try.\\nThe Adjutant is responsible for the following: There\\nwere a lot of us sitting around Colonel Harrison one night\\nlistening to him, for he is a beautiful talker. He was tell-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 59\\nt\\ning of a magnificent lady singer, and as he recalled her\\nthrilling voice, he was swept away and burst out with an\\nimitation. The contrast between his wonderful descrip-\\ntion and the music as he gave it was so amazing that in\\na moment every seat was vacant,\\nOur regiment bade a final farewell to Gallatin on the\\nfirst day of June, boarding a train that took it through\\nNashville to Lavergne, fifteen miles southeast on the\\nChattanooga railroad. It occupied quarters just vacated\\nby the Tenth Kentucky. Company C, with a company\\nfrom the One Hundred and Fifth Illinois, was stationed\\non Signal hill, two miles away, where Captain Ragan, who\\nwas in command and who was punctilious in all military\\nobservances, held dress parade at the close of each day.\\nWhile we were in Lavergne the paymaster made his\\nappearance. His funds were gratefully received, and a\\nportion as usual devoted to immediate consumption. The\\nrustic soldier s favorite article of food was pie. At home\\nhe was glad to have pie for breakfast and supper, as well\\nas for dinner. On pay day he was sure to regale himself\\nwith pie, though sometimes disappointed in the quantity\\nand quality. J. M. Brown writes to his sister on pay day:\\nT have just bought a pie. I tell you they are great pies\\nsure. There ^s about as much apples in one as I could eat\\nat one mouthful.\\nWm. Wilhite of Company D says: On June twenty-\\nninth, just after midnight, we were aroused to go on a\\ntramp up the N. C. R. R., and. marched the remainder\\nof the night through a drenching rain. Some of the boys\\nlost their shoes in the mudholes. We arrived about day-\\nlight at a place called Antioch, where we remained till\\nnoon, and then returned to camp, worn out.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "6o THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nOn June thirtieth the regiment marched under the\\nbroihng sun and encamped on the Murfreesboro battle-\\nfield in a pouring rain. Here in a few days came news of\\nthe Gettysburg victory and the capture of Vicksburg.\\nNothing, not even a pie, is so dear to the heart of the\\nAmerican soldier as a speech, and on this day of rejoicing\\nColonel Harrison and ofificers of other regiments in the\\nbrigade complied with solicitations and made speeches that\\nrefreshed and exhilarated the souls of their audience.\\nThe weather was exceedingly hot, the food very objec-\\ntionable, and many of the men succumbed to sickness. J.\\nE. Cleland writes: Our side meat is very active and able\\nto travel, so we drive it down to quarters on foot from\\nthe commissary s. Dr. Reagan has just issued forty rounds\\nof quinine pills to each man and three days rations of\\nDover s powders for each haversack.\\nAugust sixth, Jerry Barker of Company E, Colonel Har-\\nrison s orderly, who had been captured a month before,\\nreturned, having escaped by bribing his guard. He re-\\nported that he killed one of the men who captured him;\\nthat his captors took everything he had, even the ring from\\nhis finger; that his saddle was sold for one hundred and\\nfifty dollars and his horse for eight hundred dollars; and\\nthat he was incarcerated with a hundred others in a single\\nroom, from which no one was allowed to go for any pur-\\npose, and where the odors were indescribable. A Lieu-\\ntenant made the man who took his lady love s ring return\\nit, and this was sacrificed by Barker to bribe the sentinel\\nto let him escape.\\nAugust nineteenth, the regiment having been assigned\\nto the Second Brigade, Third Division of the Reserve\\nCorps, marched back to Nashville, arriving on the follow-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 6l\\ning day. Here, in addition to the ordinary duties of drill\\nand picket, was added the unpleasant and dangerous work\\nof guarding trains to Stevenson and Chattanooga. J, E.\\nCleland: We take frequent excursions at reduced rates\\nover the Chattanooga railroad, occupying the upper berth\\non the outside to keep the brakemen from getting\\nlonely.\\nGettysburg and Vicksburg had given hope that the war\\nwould soon come to an end. But it went on and on, and\\nhope died away. An officer writes to his wife, September\\nsixth: I want to see the babies more than I can tell. One\\nof the hardest things a soldier has to bear is the thought\\nthat his children are growing up without knowing any-\\nthing of him.\\nThe negroes who attached themselves to the regiment\\nwere very anxious to learn, but when McGuffey s Spellers\\nwere given them could not believe they could larn to\\nread in them thar kind of books. Their happiness and\\ndiligence were indescribable when a new supply was or-\\ndered, and they received the blue back Webster s Ele-\\nmentary Speller they had seen their young masters\\nformerly use. One old fellow, after vainly wrestling with\\nthe alphabet for months, sold his book to a younger man\\nfor five dollar^. As the speller had cost him nothing, his\\ndisappointment was attended with at least one consoling\\nfeature, that though not a man of learning, he certainly\\nwas a man of business.\\nBen, the doctor s servant, when paid his month s wages,\\nsaid he was going to have his picter pulled, and asked\\nif it hurt as bad to have a picter pulled as to have a\\ntooth pulled. He had probably heard of pictures and\\nteeth being drawn. The doctor, who was in favor of en-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "62 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ncouraging art, thought not quite. Some of the colored\\ncooks were powerful preachers, and certainly seemed to\\nstorm Heaven with their prayers. One always concluded\\nhis petitions with, Hand us down to our watery graves in\\npeace.\\nJ. C. Bennett: While we were at Nashville among the\\nrecruits who came to us was Edward Dill. When he drew\\nhis first rations he received of course a piece of bacon, and\\ncame to his quarters in disgust, declaring that he could\\nnot eat such fat stuff. Bob Angleton inquired in an in-\\nnocent way, Why didn t you tell the orderly to give you\\nham instead of that? Then added in a confidential man-\\nner, I ll tell you what to do. Take it to Colonel Harrison\\nand he will give you ham pound for pound. Off went Dill\\nand walked into the tent without either knocking or salut-\\ning. The Colonel looked at him in astonishment and said,\\nWhat do you want? Holding up the greasy chunk he\\ntold his errand. Who sent you to me asked the Colonel.\\nBob Angleton, was the reply. The officer of the guard\\nwas called. Ed and Bob had a guard house experience,\\nand the latter in addition was given ample time to enjoy\\nhis joke while doing extra duty. Angleton, however,\\nhad better luck with his next jest. Another recruit, John\\nPeak, taking his first meal, bean soup was the dinner that\\nday, seeing the radicles floating on the savory dish, asked\\nBob, What are these? Angleton replied, Oh, nothing\\nbut skippers the quartermaster saves from old bacon to\\nseason our broth. They give it a splendid taste. This\\nfirst view of soldier fare was too much for John, and he\\nleft the dinner to be devoured by his messmates.\\nOn November thirteenth an incident occurred which in-\\nterested and amused every person in the regiment. Lieu-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 63\\ntenant-Colonel Burgess was a man with very charming\\nmanners. It was not in his composition to say no. Sel-\\ndom left in charge of the regiment, as Colonel Harrison\\nhad not yet taken permanent command of the brigade,\\nresponsibility for discipline did not weigh heavily upon\\nhim. He never had to punish anybody, as the unenviable\\nduties of provost marshal had been assigned to the Major.\\nWhen a man applied for a pass the Lieutenant-Colonel s\\nfirst thought was, Poor devil, let him have a little fun, for\\nhe will see grief enough before he gets out of this scuffle.\\nIt was quite possible for one who was far better off in\\ncamp than out to take advantage of such lenity, secure a\\npass to the city, obtain a drop too much, enjoy a fight or\\ntwo with the provost guards, return to camp under arrest,\\nenter the guard house, and while in durance vile have his\\npicket duties performed by his better behaved comrades.\\nOf course the indulgent Colonel was the most popular man\\nin the regiment.\\nThe following paragraph is taken from the diary of U.\\nH. Farr: Colonel Jim Burgess was always easy on the\\nmen, while Colonel Ben. Harrison was quite strict. Some\\nprivate conceived the idea of complimenting Burgess and\\nat the same time scoring one against Harrison by making\\na present to the former of a handsome sword. So a sub-\\nscription was started among the non-commissioned officers\\nand privates. Everybody understood the twofold purpose\\nof the present. A sword was purchased for one hundred\\nand seventy-five dollars, a big box was placed between the\\nfield and line officers tents, and everybody gathered in\\na mass meeting. Sergeant John E. Cleland, a fine scholar\\nand good speaker, mounted the box and made the pre-\\nsentation speech. Burgess could not make a speech and", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "64 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwas embarrassed. The regiment was hungry for a speech\\nand would not be disappointed; so the cry went up, Har-\\nrison, Harrison.\\nColonel Harrison, who was reading in his tent, feeling\\nperhaps that his presence might throw a coldness over the\\naudience, immediately appeared, stepped upon the box,\\ncommended every excellence it was possible to discover\\nin the character of Colonel Burgess, and concluded with a\\nthrilling appeal, which was received with deafening cheers,\\nto every man to ofifer himself anew with undying devotion\\nto the service of his country. Shortly after this incident\\nColonel Burgess returned to Indianapolis and took com-\\nmand of the One Hundred and Twenty-fourth Indiana.\\nA. J. Johnson, Company I, writes: General Grant\\nreached Nashville in November on his way to the front,\\nhaving taken command of the Army of the Cumberland.\\nAn escort of thirty men was detailed from our regiment,\\nof which I was one. We noticed that the General, although\\nquite lame, walked to the station, while his staff rode in\\ncarriages. After arriving in Chattanooga the General told\\nhis orderly to take a box of his cigars and pass them\\naround. Several of the boys smoked for the first and last\\ntime, simply because they were General Grant s cigars.\\nAbout this time the Government undertook the organi-\\nzation of negroes into regiments ofificered by white men,\\nand quite a number of the members of the Seventieth, pre-\\nsenting themselves to the Board of Examination, were\\ndeemed worthy of holding highly important positions.\\nThere was a division of opinion, however, among the sol-\\ndiers. Some were so loyal to the regiment as to exclaim,\\nWe would rather be corporals in the Seventieth than\\ncommissioned officers elsewhere. To us there is more", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 65\\npleasure, usefulness and honor where we are, among friends\\nand with a company raised at and standing for home, than\\nin any position to be reached by leaving the boys with\\nwhom we enlisted. It is a great satisfaction to know that\\na Lieutenant who had received his entire military education\\nin the Seventieth had the honor, as commander of a\\nbrigade, of ordering around Colonel Shafter, afterwards\\nMajor-General Shafter, the hero of Santiago de Cuba.\\nWhat a pleasure would this privilege not have been to a\\ncertain newspaper reporter!\\nThe following letter from Lieutenant Grubbs will give\\nan idea of how pleasantly Christmas eve was spent at\\nNashville: Dress parade was over and all retired to their\\nquarters. Here, there, and all over the regiment you could\\nsee the boys gathering in knots and busily engaged in dis-\\ncussing some apparently important project. The crowd\\ngradually increased, and the talk grew more animated,\\nuntil company streets became full. It was easy to see that\\nsomething was meditated, and yet that the boys were\\nhesitating somewhat. The ofificers noticed that something\\nunusual was up, but could not imagine what it was. I had\\ngone to supper at Captain Fisher s, and we were quietly\\neating, when we heard a wonderful yelHng up on the right.\\nCompany E is at something, says Captain Fisher, and a\\nlook convinced us of the truth of the remark. Coming\\ndown the street was a noisy crowd of perhaps thirty men,\\nand elevated over their heads was Captain Meredith. They\\nrushed him to the sutler and demanded a treat. Of course\\nhe complied, and soon every man was puffing away at a\\ncigar. Another crowd now came rushing down amid\\nshouts and laughter, and this time it was Company G, and\\non their shoulders they bore Captain Carson, one of the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "66 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSteadiest old men in the regiment. The Captain seemed a\\nHttle perplexed, but took it all good humoredly. Officers\\nstood around laughing uproariously at the unlucky wights\\nwhom the boys had seized, and not until ominous crowds\\nhad gathered around them and rough hands were laid\\nupon them did they realize that their time had come. I\\nhad just stepped out of the tent, and was watching Com-\\npany C hurrying their Captain, a spruce old widower, up to\\nthe sutler s, and was laughing at his vigorous struggles to\\nget away, when I heard a shout, There he is, there he is,\\nand turning around I saw Company F coming toward me\\non the run. I started to run, too, but was caught, mounted\\nupon a dozen shoulders, and taken double quick to the\\nsutler s. I called for a box of cigars, handed them to the\\nboys, and was free. Then I could laugh at the others.\\nNot an officer escaped. Even Captain Fisher was taken\\nfrom the table and subjected to the same ordeal. Colonel\\nHarrison and Major Merrill were each with their wives\\nout of camp. But the boys were not to be disappointed.\\nThey found a Government wagon, fifty strong arms seized\\nhold of it, and away they went after them. They drew\\nthe wagon up in front of the house where the Colonel and\\nMajor were boarding; half a dozen waited on and informed\\nthem of their business. Only giving them time to get\\ntheir hats, they bore them to the wagon and started with\\nheadlong speed for the camp. There the regiment joined\\nthe wagon pullers, and a long, loud shout went up from\\nfive hundred voices. After the treat a speech was called\\nfor, and the Colonel made us one of his happiest little\\nspeeches. Then with three times three cheers the crowd\\ndispersed and that part of the performance was over; As\\nthe beautiful moonlight evening came on, crowds began", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 67\\nto gather in the broad street, violins were brought forth,\\nsets were formed, and the awkward but entertaining dance\\nof the soldier began. Music and dancing was the order\\nuntil taps, when everything grew quiet and the sports of\\nChristmas eve were over.\\nAs the last night of the year approached, a cold wave\\nfrom the North drove the mercury many degrees below\\nzero, and produced indescribable suffering. The exposure\\non the picket posts was very great, but the distress of the\\nsentinel who could be reheved and could approach the\\nlog heap fire once in two hours was mild compared with\\nthe agony of the train guard, who rode on top of the box\\ncars to and from Stevenson, Alabama. Some were frozen\\nto death, and many contracted diseases that terminated\\nfatally, or crippled the unfortunates for life.\\nCaptain Meredith: Company E was detailed for picket\\nduty that morning, with outpost on Granny White pike,\\nabout one mile from company quarters. Realizing that it\\nwas very cold, the Captain double-quicked his men nearly\\nall the way to the outpost. Arriving there he found that\\nboth his ears were frozen stifif. Others of his company\\nwere slightly touched, but he most severely. There was\\nsnow on the ground, and Private Wm. R. Hushaw col-\\nlected some, rubbed his Captain s ears, thawing them out.\\nThe men were relieved every half hour, were double-\\nquicked on their beats, and were allowed to build fires\\nwherever they could. We were not apprehensive of any\\nother enemy than Jack Frost that day. At noon came\\nColonel Harrison on his rounds. Seeing the Captain with\\nhis head bandaged, he inquired as to the reason, and when\\ntold became humorous. The idea, he said, *of a Northern\\nman coming to the sunny South to get frostbitten was", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "68 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nridiculous. Colonel, the Captain said, there is a peculiar\\nblue tinge about your nose. The Colonel removed his\\nglove and gently fondled his nose. Then he dismounted.\\nBy George, Captain, he said, my nose is frozen. Billy\\nHushaw made the snow application and the Colonel re-\\nsumed his rounds in a thoughtful mood.\\nCaptain Meredith continues: The location of the\\nquarters of Company E and the tents of its of^cers, so\\nconvenient to those of the field and staff, soon became a\\nsource of much unhappiness, uneasiness and disquiet, both\\namong men and officers. The company became the scape-\\ngoat of the regiment, and it was blamed for many an\\nescapade of which its members were not guilty; in which\\nthey had no share. The Captain of Company E became\\nwhat Lieutenant Record of Company H termed the regi-\\nmental hell catcher, and the Captain thought the title well\\nplaced. If there was a disturbance in any part of the camp,\\nthe Colonel, or the officer in command, would come charg-\\ning down or send the Adjutant to see what the devil was\\nthe matter in Company E. The company next on the\\nright, Company D, was a noisy company, and the one on\\nthe left, Company F, was not an example of quietness, but\\nE company had to catch it just the same; had to come in\\nfor a good share of the blame for the noise and confusion,\\nthe fuss and the fun in the other companies.\\nA youngster in a company adjoining, writing to his\\nparents, mentions E as a rowdy company, made up at\\nIndianapolis, always taking the lead in everything ques-\\ntionable. If he meant that they were a jolly set of fellows,\\nboiling over with fun and cutting pranks that sometimes\\nbothered the officers amazingly, no one could find fault\\nwith the language. When a hat almost as tall as the stove-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 69\\npipe was issued to each member of the regiment, and the\\nofficers were anticipating a magnificent display on dress\\nparade, the privates of this company appeared in the cen-\\nter of the line with their hats cut down so that they looked\\nmore like the mortar boards worn by university students\\nthan the imposing headgear intended. The effect was ex-\\ncessively ludicrous, and the officers, who ought to have\\nswollen with rage, were convulsed with laughter. If some\\nthings were questionable, it must be admitted that a\\ngayer lot of lads, with merriment more contagious, never\\ncarried the colors. An incident comes to mind, when\\ntrudging was the word to describe the forward movement\\non The March to the Sea, some whistlers of this company,\\ngifted with flutelike tones, struck up Johnny fill up the\\nbowl. Instantly the strange music swelled up and down\\nthe column, and the whole battalion was keeping time to\\nthe cheerful melody with that beautiful swaying movement\\nseldom seen except when troops are passing in review.\\nThose who brighten life and lighten its burdens are not\\nrowdies, they are benefactors.\\nOn January second, 1864, the Seventieth Indiana was\\ntransferred to the First Brigade, First Division, Eleventh\\nArmy Corps, commanded by General Howard. General\\nWard was placed in command of the division and Colonel\\nHarrison of the brigade. The shelter or dog tent, as it was\\nnicknamed, was issued on the thirtieth of this month. A\\npiece of light canvas about six feet square, with a row of\\nbuttons or buttonholes on three sides, was given to each\\nman. The soldiers usually united two or four of these\\npieces, then stretching them over a horizontal pole, raised\\non forks about three feet high, fastened the short ropes\\nattached to the corners to stakes in the ground. The", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "70 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\npatriots entered this dwelling on all fours. The single\\npiece of muslin and a small oilcloth was carried by each\\nman, and by them he was protected at night from the\\ndampness of the ground and the pelting of the tempest.\\nA strong effort \\\\vas made by the authorities at Nash-\\nville to keep the brigade from moving southward, but the\\ndesire on the part of most of the men, who had been so\\nlong in what was called the rear to be on the front line,\\nhad grown more intense as the months passed. The\\nofficers were even more anxious to get away from the city,\\nwith its temptations, than the soldiers they had to restrain.\\nOne in rather a sweeping way writes, January twenty-first,\\n1864: T have a hard company to manage. The men will\\nget drunk whenever they can get whisky, and soldiers can\\nadopt many expedients to get that article. It is the curse\\nof the army, from general down to private. If I had never\\nbeen for temperance in principle and practice before, my\\nexperience and observation in the army would make me\\nuncompromising and unyielding upon that subject.\\nThere were men and women in the city, who in their dens\\nof pollution preached from the text, Let us eat and drink\\nfor to-morrow we die, and as there were hundreds in the\\nregiment who were not yet of age, what wonder that some,\\nout from the restraints of home, listened to the damnable\\ndoctrine.\\nYet the Seventieth Indiana as a whole, was the better\\nfor its varied experience. This experience had been of a\\nnature that but few, if any other regiments had enjoyed.\\nMany troops entering the service about the same time\\nwere hurried into battle without preparation, and were sac-\\nrificed in the vain struggle to stop the advance of General\\nBragg s veterans. Our regiment while cut off from home", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "NEW COMMANDERS AND NEW SCENES 71\\nand from the rest of the army, and for a long period out-\\nnumbered by large bodies of the enemy on every side, was\\ntaught there was nothing to depend upon but constant\\nwatchfulness, and confirmed in the determination never to be\\ncaptured, a fate known to be worse than death. Night after\\nnight it was called out and formed in line of battle, and day\\nafter day the monotony of drill was relieved by expeditions\\nagainst and skirmishes with marauders. Discipline was\\nsevere, for the commander, Colonel Benjamin Harrison,\\nknew that without discipHne a thousand men are no better\\nthan a mob. He proposed to form a battalion that in the\\nday of battle would move as if animated by one soul. He\\nhad the intellect and the will, and he accomplished the\\nwork. If vigilance and labor could keep the men supplied\\nwith food and clothing, nothing was wanting. Such was\\nthe care for the health that no other Indiana regiment in\\nthe service for three years, lost as few by sickness, except\\nthe Thirty-second, which was composed for the most part\\nof veterans who had seen service in Germany and were\\ninured to hardships of war. The regiment was fortunate\\nin having for the first eight months of its history, a superior\\ndrill master in the person of Maj. S. C. Vance. Under his\\nable supervision the battalion moved w ith clock-like regu-\\nlarity. Now after a year and a half of invaluable experi-\\nence in discipline, drill, skirmishing, scouting, bridge\\nguarding, railway and train guarding, provost duty in vil-\\nlage and city, picket duty, regimental, brigade and division\\nevolutions in the field, it was ready to take a place at the\\nfront, and enter upon a campaign, which was not to end\\nuntil the surrender of all the Confederate armies in North\\nCarolina, and upon a march which was not to cease until it\\npassed through Atlanta, Savannah, Raleigh and Rich-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "J2 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nmond, and entered in triumph the national capital, Wash-\\nington.\\nHeadquarters Eleventh and Twelfth Corps,\\nLookout Valley, Tenn., February 12, 1864.\\nMaj. Gen. Hooker:\\nGeneral I would respectfully report that in compliance\\nwith your order, I visited Nashville.\\nMy opinion in the premises is that the interests of the ser-\\nvice would be best promoted by moving General Ward s\\nBrigade, if not his division, to the front. Their present con-\\ndition near Nashville, with its temptation to soldiers, will not\\nbe improved. The command is represented to be in a very\\nhigh state of discipline and perfection in drill.\\nI am, very respectfully, your obedient servant,\\nDANIEL BUTTERFIELD,\\nMaj. Gen., Chief of Staff.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VI.\\nON TO RICHMOND\\nThe column moved out on the Murfreesboro pike at\\nseven o clock on February twenty- fourth, 1864. On this date\\nan officer writes T rose at four o clock this morning to pre-\\npare for the march, and was just dressed when an old black\\nfellow knocked at my door and asked whether I could give\\nhim a coffin. A coffin, old man! What ails you? I said.\\nMy chile ten years ole died to-night and I se gwine wid de\\nrigement^ and you said my wife couldn t go long, and she\\nain t got noffin wid her to bury de chile in. So I woke up\\nthe regimental carpenter, and set him to work on some old\\nboards. Of the first night out the same officer writes:\\nThe boys of the regiment became cold about midnight,\\nand rose howling over the camp fire till dawn. I sleep\\nwith my overcoat for a night gown and take off my boots;\\nthen referring to a statement his correspondent had made,\\nhe adds, and so did General Dumont until he went home,\\nand if as you say he gets into bed now booted and spurred,\\nit s to give his family some idea of the terrors of war.\\nOf the second evening he writes: Our camp ground is\\nfull of rabbits, and we have caught at least one hundred\\nand fifty and one fox. The boys stewed Reynard, but I\\ncan t say they succeeded in eating him. Then on the\\ntwenty-eighth To-day we passed through a beautiful coun-\\ntry, inhabited for the most part by loyal people. The doors of\\nthe houses along the road were filled with ladies greeting\\nus with waving flags. It began raining at night and con-\\ntinued for thirty-six hours, changing at last into a sleet. I", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "74 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ncan t tell how many times I heard remarks similar to these:\\nWouldn t my mother think her boy was gone up if she\\ncould see this? What would your wife say if she could\\nsee you now? Twenty-five of our mules died in the har-\\nness, but the men bore up wonderfully; indeed it would\\nhave made you cry to hear them cheering each other.\\nNow and then some poor fellow stumbling, would sink\\ndown under his gun and knapsack, and groan in a semi-\\nludicrous manner, O God, boys, I m ready for peace on any\\nterms. When after wading through knee deep mortar\\nthe troops were encamped at night in a swamp near TuUa-\\nhoma, it was thought wise to issue a ration of whisky to\\neach man. Many refused to accept, but passed it on to\\nthose who felt the need of a double or triple dose, and as a\\nresult, not a few became howling drunk.\\nJ. H. Kelly The regiment marched in rear of the bri-\\ngade, and Companies I and K, in charge of the wagons, be-\\nhind everything. The rain and the tramping in front soon\\nput the dirt road in a fearful condition, so that we strug-\\ngled and floundered along all day in the red, sticky\\nTennessee mud. When night came we found ourselves\\nleft alone, with the train stuck fast. It was so intensely\\ndark we could see nothing, but found some rotten logs by\\nfeeling around with our feet, and breaking them up, placed\\nthem side by side as a platform, with top above the sur-\\nrounding water. On this we kindled our fire with bark\\nstripped from the side of a tree that was least soaked.\\nFuel was so scarce and poor that it kept one or two busy\\nhunting it up to replenish our fire. There was no place to\\nlie down or even sit, except on a water-soaked log or chunk.\\nMen would go to sleep leaning against a tree, slip and fall\\ninto the water. At intervals through the night could be", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "ON TO RICHMOND 75\\nheard above the pattering rain and the dashing sleet the\\nstruggle of a mule as he fell, having succumbed to fatigue\\nand exposure, and sacrificed his life for his country.\\nAn officer writes: I gave my tent and blankets to Cap-\\ntain Fisher, for he is an old man and not very well. There\\nwas little or no self denial in this, for I was so wet that it\\nseemed safer to sit through the night by a smouldering log\\nheap than to fall asleep in damp clothes.\\nJ. E. Cleland, dating his letter two days later, Twelve\\nmiles beyond Hell, writes: It took six gallons of com-\\nmissary to drag Companies I and K through the mud, ice\\nand water into camp. J.M.Brown: It was the coldest\\nrain I ever saw. I lay in the water about three inches\\ndeep all night, so you may know how I slept. The fol-\\nlowing day many were engaged in extricating the wagons\\nfrom the mire, many of the whisky drinkers were on the\\nstool of repentance, while the commanders of the regi-\\nments made the monthly muster.\\nOn March fourth the wrong road was taken, and the troops\\ntramped many miles over the mountains unnecessarily.\\nInstead of retracing their steps, they wisely made their\\ntiresome way through w^oods and over rocks till they ar-\\nrived at the point they should have reached hours before.\\nDaybreak on March ninth found the regiment on its way\\nacross the Tennessee pontoon bridge, into the region of\\ndead mules. The road was lined with decomposing car-\\ncasses, forty or fifty lying within a few rods in some places,\\nso that from Bridgeport to Wauhatchie it was impossible\\nto draw a pure breath.\\nThe tenth of March, after a dozen miles of trudging,\\nbrought the regiment to the Wauhatchie encampment on\\na picturesque hillside, under the frowning heights of Look-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "76 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nout Mountain. Major General Howard, the Corps com-\\nmander, met it on its arrival, and inspected it minutely.\\nThe men were exhausted by the last day s march through\\nthe hot sun and the polluted atmosphere, and some fainted\\nas they stood in the ranks, while General Howard was rid-\\ning along the lines.\\nFor several days the weather was exceedingly un-\\npleasant, the winds roaring around the base of the moun-\\ntains, as if determined to carry even the lowly shelter tents\\ninto the river. All were astonished at a snowfall fourteen\\ninches deep, but thought Northerners ought not to com-\\nplain as long as the Southern army nearby had to endure\\nthe same affliction.\\nAs soon as the weather made it practicable timber was\\ncut on the mountain side, lumber was made by splitting\\nlogs, and the men built what they called frame houses, into\\nwhich they could enter without stooping. Hewed log\\ndwellings with old fashioned hospitable fireplaces were\\nerected for the officers. Pine and fir trees were trans-\\nplanted from the heights to the streets of the little city, and\\ngraceful arches of cedar spanned them at either end. A\\nbeautiful decoration composed of evergreen, moss and\\nflowers embowered headquarters, and the whole place was\\nmore like a park than a camp.\\nLieutenant Grubbs: If you could step into my cosy\\nlittle home and notice how neat and nice and warm it is\\nyou would think the soldier s life was not so hard after all;\\nthat at least it had its hours of enjoyment, as cheerful as\\never one knew in other days and other places. A fire\\nnever sparkled more brightly, or sang more merrily than\\nmine, nor could any throw its genial warmth throughout\\nthe room more completely. Soldiering here is such that", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "ON TO RICHMOND J\\nthe most romantic can enjoy it. And yet our work is in-\\ncessant. We have not passed an idle day since our arrival.\\nWe worked hard at our encampment until now, despite all\\nthe disadvantages we labored under; we have the most\\nneatly arranged and comfortable camp we have had since\\nwe entered the service. And now that our encampment\\nis finished, our houses built and our trees planted, the old\\norders for drill have again sprung into life, and four hours\\nout of each day we must spend perfecting ourselves in the\\nevolutions of the soldier.\\nThe men imagined that when we should leave Nashville,\\nstyle would play out in the Seventieth, and congratulated\\nthemselves on the speedy coming of that auspicious day.\\nBut we have learned that in proportion as we approach the\\nfront and draw near the lines of the enemy, in that propor-\\ntion does the thoroughness and rigidness of inspections\\nand reviews increase. On Sunday at regimental inspec-\\ntion, though there was not a spectator, the regiment never\\nappeared so well. Guns never shone more brightly nor\\nclothing looked more neat and clean. Many a man will\\nlearn lessons of neatness and tidiness in the army he never\\nknew at home. How many men at home will go to church\\nwith their shoes unblacked and their clothes undusted?\\nBut the soldier who dares venture on Sunday morning in-\\nspection with unpolished shoes and dusty clothes receives\\na public reprimand, and is fortunate indeed if he escapes so\\neasily. I could march my company into a fashionable\\nchurch on Sabbath morning and they would do no dis-\\nhonor to its cushioned seats and carpeted floors.\\nA letter from another officer: Major Generals Hooker\\nand Butterfield called the other day and walked around,\\nexpressing themselves as perfectly delighted with the ele-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "78 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ngance and cleanliness of the camp, and the healthy appear-\\nance of the men. General Hooker was enthusiastic,\\nexclaiming that he had never seen anything to equal it,\\nthat the whole camp was as perfect as a parlor. Without\\nexception the men agree that they never had a finer camp\\nand never felt in better humor.\\nOn the organization of the Twentieth Army Corps the\\nSeventieth was assigned to the First Brigade, Third Divis-\\nion, in which it continued till the close of the war.\\nThe following extract from a letter by Lieutenant Grubbs,\\ndated April tw^enty-ninth, should be inserted to show how\\nwell the Third Division of the Twentieth Army Corps\\ncould move at the command of one of the greatest men the\\nwar produced. Gen. George H. Thomas; how thoroughly\\nit was prepared for the great movement in which it was\\nabout to engage, and above all, how little a sham battle is\\nlike a real one. Yesterday we held a division drill and\\nwent gallantly through all the maneuvers of a sham battle.\\nWe moved from camp at ten o clock and marched four\\nmiles to the drill ground. There we rested while the other\\nbrigades came on the field. A half hour later General\\nButterfield and staff rode up and the long line was formed.\\nWe stood at attention while Generals Thomas, Hooker,\\nBrannon, Whipple and others rode through the lines and\\ntook their station on an eminence that overlooked the en-\\ntire field. In the center were the dense columns of troops,\\non the right and left batteries, in the rear ambulances.\\nWe maneuvered for an hour, now advancing, now re-\\ntreating, now forming heavy columns, then breaking into\\nline of battle, moving first in quick, then in double quick\\ntime; then there was a rest for a few moments, then the\\nwork commenced. To repel a charge of cavalry we were", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "ON TO RICHMOND 79\\nfirst thrown on the double quick into squares. Sections of\\nartillery were formed in the angles, and a heavy fire was\\nopened on the imaginary enemy. Then we were moved\\neastward a short distance, and the four miles of the valley\\nlay before us. We had provided ourselves with forty\\nrounds of blank cartridges and were anxious to use them.\\nOne regiment was thrown forward as skirmishers, and ex-\\ntended its lines clear across the valley and up the hills on\\neither side. Two long lines of battle two hundred yards\\napart were formed across the valley, while our regiment\\nand the Thirty-third Massachusetts were held in column in\\nreserve. Our two right companies were sent to the ex-\\ntreme right to cover and support the battery which had\\ncommenced to play from a little hill that looked out upon\\nthe valley.\\nThe call sounded and the entire division moved\\nforward. We were advancing upon the enemy and it was\\nour first even sham battle. Soon the sharp crack of guns\\nin front proclaimed that the skirmishers were engaged.\\nWe had been advancing about five hundred yards, and\\nthe firing was rapid and continuous in front, when we came\\nupon a small ridge that ran directly across the valley, and\\nthe whole field opened like a map before us. A quarter of\\na mile beyond was the beautiful line of skirmishers, sway-\\ning from hillside to hillside as the men alternately halted to\\nload and fire, and then advanced, the white puff of smoke\\nspringing from the guns and curling above their heads as\\neach one shot. In rear of them and a hundred yards apart\\nwere two long lines of battle, each three thousand strong,\\nmoving steadily forward and keeping pace with the skirm-\\nishers. Imagine now a fight; the skirmishers drawn in, the\\ntroops that were yet in column thrown into line on the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "8o THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ndouble quick, we hastening a mile around to the left; the\\nroll of musketry, the thunder of cannon.\\nA few days before the campaign began quantities of\\npotatoes, onions and sauer kraut were issued, with instruc-\\ntions, it was said, from General Sherman, to eat enough\\nin a week to keep ofif scorbutic diseases for the summer.\\nIt may not be amiss, in order to give some idea of what\\nwas in store for us, to quote a few lines from a letter by\\nMajor General Lawton, who, as an officer in the Thirtieth\\nIndiana, took part in the Atlanta campaign, and also dis-\\ntinguished himself in Cuba and the Philippines. You ask\\nme to give a comparison of the two wars. There is no\\ncomparison to be made. The war of the Rebellion was\\none of the greatest conflicts the world has ever known; the\\nwar with Spain is probably one of the least, so far as actual\\noperations are concerned, that has ever been fought.\\nThe exposure of the Cuban campaign for a few days was\\nvery trying, but it was nothing to compare in time or con-\\nditions to our civil war. The rations in Cuba were better\\nthan anything we ever had, or believed it possible for an\\narmy to have in the war of the Rebellion. It is true that\\nfor a few days in Cuba we were short, but that was for lack\\nof transportation, and then we were never without some\\nportion of the ration, and that portion was better than our\\nsoldiers had at the best during the civil war.\\nThe following is a statement of the strength of the army\\nSherman proposed to throw against the enemy:\\nArmy of the Cumberland. General Thomas.\\nInfantry 54^568\\nArtillery (Field Guns 130) ^^^77\\nCavalry 3.828\\n60,773", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "ON TO RICHMOND 8l\\nArmy of the Tennessee. General McPherson.\\nInfantry 22,437\\nArtillery (Field Guns 96) 1,404\\nCavalry 624\\n24,465\\nArmy of the Ohio. General Schofield.\\nInfantry 11,183\\nArtillery (Field Guns 28) 679\\nCavalry i ,697\\n13-559\\nAggregate Men 98,797\\nAggregate Cannon 254\\nIt is but human for men who before a conflict think that\\none man on the side they represent is equal to five of the\\nopposing force, after defeat to convince themselves, and to\\nattempt to convince the world that the result was owing to\\noverwhelming numbers, but an extract from a document\\nissued at the Executive Office in Richmond, by President\\nJeflerson Davis, throws a light that clearly reveals the\\nsituation as it existed on the Atlanta campaign:\\nI could not discover between the forces of General\\nJohnston and General Sherman any such disparity as was\\nalleged, nor do I believe that our army in any military de-\\npartment since the beginning of the war has been so nearly\\nequal in numbers with the enemy as in this last campaign\\nof General Johnston. As the loss in killed and wounded,\\nsick and prisoners, in infantry and artillery alone was\\n22,000 men, and would probably be swollen to 25,000 by\\nadding the loss in cavalry, and as the force available on\\nthe loth of July was about 62,000, it is deduced that General\\nJohnston had been in command of an army of about 85,000\\nmen fit for active duty to oppose Sherman, whose effective", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "82 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nforce was not believed to have been much in excess of that\\nnumber. The entire force of the enemy was considerably\\ngreater than the numbers I have mentioned, and so was\\nGeneral Johnston s, but in considering the merits of the\\ncampaign it is not necessary to do more than compare the\\nactual strength of the armies which might have joined the\\nissue of battle. When it is considered that with forces\\nthus matched General Johnston was endeavoring to hold\\na mountainous district of our own country with numerous\\nfortified positions, while the enemy was in the midst of a\\nhostile population and with a long line of communications\\nto guard, it is evident that it was not the want of men or\\nmeans which caused the disastrous failure of his cam-\\npaign.\\nJEFF N DAVIS.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VII.\\nIN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY\\nOn Monday morning, May second, 1864, the regiment\\nentered Georgia, and encamped in the evening near Lee\\nand Gordon s Mills, remaining there one day. On the\\nfourth we moved out toward Buzzards Roost or Rocky\\nFaced Ridge and found the enemy strongly entrenched at\\nDalton. A letter dated Sunday the eighth says: There\\nwas a large turn out to preaching this morning in God s\\nfirst temple, for the poor fellows of our regiment feel pretty\\nsolemn at the prospect of a coming battle. Until the\\nninth, brisk skirmishing was kept up, then an advance was\\nmade through Snake Creek Gap.\\nGeneral Sherman states his conviction in his Memoirs\\nthat if Mcpherson had pushed things as instructed, John-\\nston s army would have been badly crippled, if not de-\\nstroyed.\\nAn extract from the diary of Wm. Wilhite gives infor-\\nmation as to the happenings of the first days of May.\\nWe broke up camp at seven A. M. and marched in the\\ndirection of Lafayette, Georgia, crossing over the nose of\\nLookout Mountain, through Rossville and Rossville Gap,\\nover Chickamauga battle field, and reached Lee and Gor-\\ndon s Mills about four P. M., where we went into camp\\nwith tired limbs and blistered feet, having traveled about\\nsixteen miles. Thinking we were to remain here for a\\nwhile, we built on the next day very respectable cabins out\\nof pine poles and occupied them through the ijight.\\nMarching orders came on the fourth, so we very reluct-\\n83", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "84 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nantly left our newly constructed quarters, and turning off\\nthe Lafayette road, crossed the Chickamauga on a very\\ntreacherous bridge, partially burned by the rebels, and\\nmoved toward Ringgold. Company D was on the flank and\\nwe could hear firing in the direction of Tunnel Hill. The\\nweather was very warm, but we marched thirteen miles\\nand halted within two miles of Ringgold. We lay in camp\\non the fifth listening to the occasional firing in front. On\\nthe sixth we started at seven A. M. and halted for the night\\nat Nickajack Gap on Chapman s Farm. The weather w^as\\nvery hot, and our progress was hindered by the rebels hav-\\ning blockaded the way with timber.\\nOn the seventh we set out at six A. M., crossed Taylor s\\nRidge where our advance encountered rebel scouts, rout-\\ning them and capturing some prisoners, arms and horses.\\nWe marched through the heat thirteen miles and halted\\nwithin six miles of Dalton. May eighth we lay in camp\\nwith arms stacked ready to move at a moment s warning.\\nWe remained in camp on the ninth while quite a battle\\nwas raging at Tunnel Hill and Rocky Face Ridge, in which\\npart of our Corps was engaged. While w e w^ere lying in\\ncamp on the tenth we heard heavy firing in the direction of\\nRocky Face Ridge and Tunnel Hill which ceased in the\\nevening, and the news reached us that the rebels were fall-\\ning back to Resaca, where they would probably make a\\nstand. After a rainy night we were aroused at four o clock\\non May eleventh, prepared a hasty breakfast, marched with\\nwet blankets and clothing through very muddy roads ten\\nmiles to Snake Creek Gap. The next morning we moved\\nout about four miles and remained there the rest of the\\nday and night, w^hile firing in front was to be heard.\\nMay thirteenth we marched at seven A. M., but only", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 85\\nmoved a short distance, when we halted and saw Generals\\nSherman, Schofield, Hooker, Thomas, McPherson and\\nKilpatrick holding a council nearby. After awhile they\\nwent to their different commands, but soon Kilpatrick, at\\nthe head of his troops, dashed to the front. Twas not\\nlong till heavy firing was heard, and the news came back\\nthat the General had run into an ambush and was badly\\nwounded. He was soon brought back in an ambulance,\\nand we fell in and moved forward, being in the second line\\nof battle. There was heavy skirmishing, but the rebels\\nkept falling back. Occasionally one killed or wounded\\nwas brought to the rear, and now and then a cannon ball\\ncame crashing through the trees above our heads, and the\\nminie balls came singing their unwelcome music. About\\nsundown we were ordered to relieve the advance line, and\\npassing the Twelfth Indiana, learned that Captain Peoples\\nhad been killed.\\nWhile we were in the second hne lying back in the\\nwoods, Colonel Mern Il, who was inclined to be a little jolly\\nsometimes, was standing holding his horse, and when the\\nsmall shells came crashing through the trees, as we thought\\nuncomfortably low, he began to poke fun at the boys for\\nrather drooping their heads. Presently he mounted his\\nhorse and we were ordered forward a few rods. When we\\nhalted the Colonel took off his hat, hung it on the pommel\\nof his saddle, took out his handkerchief and was leisurely\\nwiping his brow, when one of those big shells that comes\\nas if it were saying you! you! you! and you can t tell which\\nyou it means, came whizzing through the trees, and passed\\njust above his head. Of course the head went down, and\\nthen it was the boys time to laugh. After they had got\\nsomewhat through, the Colonel, enjoying the joke as well", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "86 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nas any of them, looked around and said, Boys, you may\\ndodge the big ones.\\nThe rebels were soon driven into their works, and the\\nfiring ceased for the night, except an occasional shot. We\\nhalted at the edge of a thick woods, made some cofifee,\\nafter which we moved farther into the woods, sent out\\nskirmishers and were ordered to lie down on our arms and\\nrest. On May fourteenth heavy firing began at the first\\npeep of day between our skirmishers and the rebel sharp-\\nshooters. About nine o clock Company D was deployed\\nas skirmishers, and ordered to move down to the foot of a\\nsteep bluff in front and halt till further orders. We im-\\nmediately moved down under a raging fire, and halted be-\\nhind a low brush fence. After lying here for a while, and\\nbefore being ordered forward, I was wounded and taken\\nto the rear.\\nGoing back to the thirteenth, we marched toward Resaca,\\ncoming up with the enemy in the evening. After being\\nformed in line of battle and waiting till dark we moved to\\nthe left and took position on a ridge in the front line. At\\nthe foot of the hill was a field about fifty rods wide which\\nlay between the ridge and a forest occupied by the enemy.\\nPickets under command of Captain Carson were thrown\\nout for the night, and were relieved the following morning\\nby Company D under command of Captain Tansey, who\\nlater in the day cautiously advanced the skirmish line.\\nAbout one o clock, in order, it was said, to attract the\\nattention of the enemy while a charge was being made a\\nmile or two to the left by the First Division, the regiment\\ndescended the hill and lay down by a fence, prepared to ad-\\nvance across the field should the order be given. Here an\\nincident with both an amusing and a serious phase oc-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 87\\ncurred. A sharpshooter from the crest of the ridge in the\\nrear fired several shots at the enemy s skirmishers. At\\neach crack of his rifle at least a score of bullets as a reply\\nwould whiz about the ears of our unprotected men be-\\nneath. One of the field officers, provoked by his thought-\\nlessness, sent a Sergeant back to arrest and bring him to the\\nfront. In a short time the Sergeant returned unaccom-\\npanied, and reported that Major General Butterfield had\\npossessed himself of a telescopic rifle and ensconced be-\\nhind a tree was improving his marksmanship at the ex-\\npense of the Confederate pickets, and especially of his own\\ntroops. After one or two more shots, probably to show\\nthe Sergeant that he could not be intimidated, the double\\nstarred sharpshooter ceased firing.\\nWhile we were in this exposed position, unable to make\\nany response on account of the danger to the Union\\npickets in front, two enlisted men were killed, and Lieu-\\ntenant Martin and ten men in the ranks were wounded.\\nAfter looking out over the unattractive field for some\\nhours the men were ordered to retire, a few at a time, to the\\nposition formerly occupied on the ridge.\\nJ. L. Ketcham: We were nearly all night getting\\nready for the fight. Found ourselves next morning on a\\nwoody hill and the rebels just opposite. They were on a\\nhill, shaped it seemed to me something like an egg, and\\nwith an open space all round it, the strongest natural forti-\\nfication I ever saw. Then they had three or four Hues of\\nintrenchments. Between us and them, in the open space,\\nwas a deep, muddy ditch, so it would have been folly for\\nus to make a charge there. We sent out skirmishers, who\\nhid behind stumps in the open field, and shot and were\\nshot at all day. One good thing our hill was round, too.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "88 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSO we could get behind it. Bullets from rebel sharp-\\nshooters kept flying past us all day, wounding a man now\\nand then. General Ward couldn t keep still, he wanted to\\nmake a charge so bad. At last he ordered the brigade\\nforward, so our regiment, the only one that advanced, went\\nover the hill in about ten seconds (no exaggeration) and\\nhid behind a fence at the bottom. It would have taken us\\nthree quarters of an hour to cross that open field. What\\nwould have been our loss had we advanced? We waited\\nbehind the fence till dark.\\nOn the morning of May fifteenth the regiment was relieved\\nand marched to the left several miles, and as it was Sunday\\nsaw men of other organizations engaged in religious serv-\\nices. As the report gained credence that a charge was to\\nbe made on the enemy s works, some humorous semi-\\nsolemn remarks were made by men who were not frequent\\nlisteners to the Chaplain s sermons, as to the desirability of\\nhalting and spending the day in devotional exercises. At\\nlast there was a halt, and a command to unsling knapsacks\\nand fix bayonets. The Seventieth was formed in line of\\nbattle and behind were the other regiments of the First\\nBrigade in similar formation, the whole in a column of\\nbattalions, with intervals of forty paces between each regi-\\nment. General Hooker, attended by other officers, rode\\nforward and stated that some guns belonging to the enemy\\non the opposite hill were to be taken.\\nFor a few moments there was a stillness in which we\\ncould hear a leaf fall. No wonder, for there were men in\\nthat line who were to live but a few moments longer.\\nAlas, not all were ready for the sacrifice! One man said,\\nCaptain, let me fill the canteens at that spring and bring\\nthem to the boys. Canteens nor man were ever seen", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 89\\nagain. Many a dying soldier cried in vain for water be-\\ncause of this cowardly perfidy. One of those, however,\\nwho looked death in the face said, I can feel the little\\nhands of my babies around my neck, and hear my wife\\nwhispering goodbye. Another, as he threw away a pack\\nof cards, I don t want to be killed with these in my\\npocket. Another, **If I fall and you survive take what\\nyou find in my knapsack to mother.\\nThe thoughts of the older man who has left a family\\nhave a wider range than the younger. The breastworks,\\nthe rocks, the trees, the armed men sink out of sight, and\\nthe husband and father is in his Indiana home where the\\nlittle children cling to him, and wife breathes what seems\\nto be an eternal goodbye. It is a heartbreaking moment,\\nbut the little fingers are quickly loosened, and again he is\\nin Georgia under bonds to duty. What matters what hap-\\npens If this is all there is of life, if love means agony, it\\nis well to have all ended quickly. Or if this be but the\\nthreshold of existence, then it were well to storm the ram-\\nparts defended by death and burst into the realms of life\\neternal.\\nWe remember the silent movement of the line through\\nthe woods, the ringing cheer for Indiana, the sweep across\\nthe field, the odor of resin as the canister burst above us,\\nthe sand thrown in our faces by the shot that struck before\\nus, the rush through the thicket, the dash into the redoubt,\\nthe breastworks in rear deserted by the flying enemy, the\\nagonizing cry to our men behind to stop firing on us, the\\ndetermined feeling as we lay on the ground and clung to\\nthe captured lunette, while bullets from front and rear,\\nfrom right and left pattered like hail on the leaves by our\\nside. Ah, that might have been a glorious day had the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "90 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGenerals in command of the Second and Third Divisions\\nstarted all the columns at once, and instead of staying be-\\nhind, gone with their inexperienced troops, as General\\nSheridan would have done; for then we would not merely\\nhave captured the battery, we would have driven the Con-\\nfederates into the river.\\nThe narrative requires descriptions with increase of de-\\ntails and suppression of feeling.\\nJust at noon, two of the regimental commanders how-\\never in their official reports say at eleven o clock, the com-\\nmand Forward was given in a low tone and the regiment\\nmoved silently and with peifect alignment through the\\nwoods. When the foot of the hill was reached, and a com-\\nparatively open space appeared, Colonel Harrison in a\\nringing voice commanded, Cheer men for Indiana! For-\\nward! Double quick! March! The cheers swelled\\ninto a grand shout as the whole line rushed forward. The\\ncannon in the lunette thundered a reply, but there was no\\nstopping till all the gunners but five were either killed or\\ntaken prisoners. For a little while there was a wild scene\\nin the lunette, artillery men defending their guns, Union\\nofficers firing their pistols, and the men their rifles; now\\nusing their bayonets, now clubbing their muskets, now\\nleaping on the cannon and waving their hats. The in-\\nfantry in the works beyond the fort, seized with a panic,\\nleft their coats and spades in the trench where they had\\nbeen working, and disappeared for the time through the\\nwoods in the rear.\\nAt this moment when the center was occupying the\\nlunette, and the right and left wings of the regiment were\\ncurving about it, shots from the rear added to the in-\\ntense excitement. There were thrilling cries of Stop that", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY QI\\nfiring- in the rear! For God s sake don t kill your own\\nmen! Then came the rally of the enemy to the breast-\\nworks behind the lunette, and the falling to the ground of\\nour men in a semi-circle about the fort. An enfilading fire\\nof the enemy s batteries far to the right and left, mistaken\\nby those who came later on the field as coming from the\\nharmless lunette, and the continuous rifle shots from the\\nconcealed infantry twenty yards away, could not drive the\\nregiment from its exposed position, or weaken its determi-\\nnation to see that those guns never again come into the\\nhands of the original owners.\\nIn the course of time men in the other brigades and\\ndivisions of the Twentieth Corps charged gallantly up the\\nhill, where the First Brigade was lying, but none were ex-\\nposed to the shots of the now silenced guns, and no hand\\ntouched them again all that long afternoon, though several\\nbrave men of the Second Brigade and one or two of the\\nSecond Division fell in making the attempt.\\nAs evening approached those who could extricate them-\\nselves without crossing what might be called a dead line,\\nwere moved a little to the left, where a repast of crackers,\\ndinner and supper combined, was partaken, while a large\\nnumber under command of Captains Carson, Meredith,\\nScott and other line officers, aided by officers and men\\nfrom the First and other brigades, protected the captured\\nguns. Subsequently Captain Carson was recalled and\\nordered to take the fifty men of Company G still left and\\nreport to an ofiicer in Colonel Coburn s command, who,\\nwith one hundred and fifty men detailed from regiments\\nof the Second Brigade, was to draw the captured cannon\\nfrom the lunette under cover of the darkness. The firing\\nfrom both sides continued after night, three or four times", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "92 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nswelling into what might be called a volley, but the ex-\\ntrication of the four Napoleon twelve pounder brass pieces\\nfrom the fort, was accomplished with little loss, and before\\nmidnight the Confederates had evacuated their works and\\nall was quiet.\\nPersonally it matters but little to the survivors of the\\nSeventieth Indiana who felt in their faces the hot breath of\\nthe battery as it made its last discharge, that others claim\\nthe credit of silencing its guns, yet when they think of their\\ncomrades who sleep on that hillside, they utter a solemn\\nprotest in behalf of those whose voices are stilled forever.\\nAn officer who led the advance of the Second Division and\\ncame on the field after all the artillery men had vanished\\nfrom the scene, reported to General Geary, We moved\\nsteadily forward until within fifteen yards of the battery\\nwhen I ordered the regiment to halt and lie down. The\\nposition was one of extreme peril, but we held it from\\n12:30 P. M. till night. Whereupon the General com-\\nmanding this Division reported to General Hooker, to say\\nthe least not very grammatically, that this body of troops\\nhad the honor of leading and forcing its way through the\\njaws of death till they had their hands upon the guns.\\nGeneral Hooker was close in rear of the compactly\\nmassed assaulting column, so no subordinate General was\\nneeded there, and if the General of the Second Division,\\nwhile other troops were silencing the battery, had been on\\ntime and led his command over the deserted breastworks\\nin pursuit of the flying enemy, there would have been glory\\nenough to supply the whole Corps, and no necessity would\\nhave arisen for him to claim the capture of guns already\\nsilenced. His action was that of a sportsman, who would\\nstop to pick up and gloat over game a hunter in front had", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 93\\ndropped, instead of pushing through the woods and cap-\\nturing his own prey. Alas, many a man of the Seventieth\\nIndiana tossed in distress through the night as he lay on\\nthe ground, forgetting any honor that might come from\\nthe taking of a little lunette, in the awful loss of his com-\\nrades and in the thought of the great victory that might\\nhave been achieved.\\nFor of all sad words of tongue or pen.\\nThe saddest are these, It might have been.\\nOne has only to read the modest report of Colonel John\\nCoburn commanding the Second Brigade, Third Division,\\nwho was on the field and had far more to do with holding\\nand extricating the guns after they were captured than the\\ncommander of the Second Division, to discover what a\\nwide difference there is in men. Not to mention the loss\\nsustained on that day by other regiments of the Third\\nDivision, the mo cality of the Seventieth Indiana alone\\nexceeded by more than thirteen per cent that of all the\\ntwenty regiments and two batteries combined of the Sec-\\nond Division. A sad testimony, yet eloquent for the truth.\\nThe historian Gen. J. D. Cox states the following:\\nThe guns remained between the armies till night, when\\nthey were taken and brought off by a detachment of the\\nFifth Ohio (Second Division) under Colonel Fitzpatrick.\\nTo which Captain Frank D. Baldwin, now Captain of Fifth\\nInfantry, U. S. A., then Captain in the Nineteenth Michi-\\ngan, replies: It is a fact that some detachment of troops,\\nprobably the Fifth Ohio, did come up, as above stated, and\\nbring the guns off. The men who had captured them be-\\ning fully engaged in caring for their dead and waunded\\ncomrades, did not notice that the guns w^re being taken", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "94 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\naway at the time, as it was not thought for a moment that\\nthis detachment had come for any other purpose than to\\nassist in caring for the wounded and dead. No wonder\\nGeneral Coburn when his attention was called to General\\nCox s statement exclaimed, In reading some of the ac-\\ncounts of army history of which I supposed from my per-\\nsonal presence and participation I had some knowledge, I\\nhave been led to doubt my personal identity, and to believe\\nthat I must have been laboring under a hallucination while\\nthe events related were transpiring before my eyes. Then\\nin his usual generous way he added, But what matters it\\nwho did it! We all helped; we gained the day; we sus-\\ntained the great cause. Still let the fallen again bear\\nmournful witness, so that history may not be a black and\\ncruel lie. The loss that day of the Fifth Ohio was killed\\nthree, wounded twelve. Of the Seventieth Indiana killed\\ntwenty-six, wounded one hundred and thirty\\nLieutenant Grubbs: The Twentieth Corps was massed\\nthat Sabbath noon for an assault upon the enemy s works.\\nThe assault was ordered by the Third Division, General\\nButterfield, to be supported by the First and Second Divis-\\nions. The First Brigade, Third Division, consisting of the\\nSeventieth Indiana, One Hundred and Second Illinois,\\nSeventy-ninth Ohio, One Hundred and Twenty-ninth Illi-\\nnois, and One Hundred and Fifth Illinois were massed by\\nregiments in the order named for the assault. They were\\nto be supported on the right and left by the Second and\\nThird Brigades of the Division. In this order the assault\\nwas made, down a hillside, into a valley across an open\\nfield along which ran a roadway, up a wooded ridge, to a\\nhill crowned with a redoubt, from which four guns poured\\ninto our ranks shot and shell. With our ranks thinned by", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 95\\nthe deadly fire, and broken somewhat by the rough\\nground, with a wild yell, and without a halt we reached the\\nsummit of the hill, dropped to the ground as we saw the\\nrebel gunners in the act of discharging their pieces in our\\nfaces, then springing to our feet, in a moment we were over\\nthe earthworks among the guns and they were ours.\\nMen from several of the regiments of the Brigade en-\\ntered the redoubt, and their dead and wounded lay on or\\nnear the works and among the guns. No one regiment\\nmay claim the honor of the assault and the capture, but\\nthat it belongs to the First Brigade, Third Division, there\\ncan be no question. Men, especially of the Second Bri-\\ngade, (General Coburn s) came to our aid, and all that long\\nand terrible afternoon they helped us to hold these guns,\\nelse we would have been compelled to rehnquish them.\\nThese facts are clear. First: No other troops except a\\nthin skirmish line were in front of the First Brigade, Third\\nDivision, as it adva^xced to the assault. Everything was\\nclear in front, and there was not an obstacle to interfere\\nwith our progress until we came within range of the\\nenemy s fire. Second: From the time the advance was\\ncommenced no halt was made, except for a moment, until\\nwe were in the enemy s works. Our line was not fifteen feet\\nfrom the embrasures when the guns were discharged in\\nour faces. Third: The guns were silenced then and not\\nanother shot did they fire that afternoon. Fourth: From\\nthat moment those guns were not out of our possession.\\nWe could not drag them away, but we could and did hold\\nthem. We repelled assaults made to recapture them.\\nWe lay for all that long afternoon clinging to those guns\\nunder so hot a fire that to raise head or hand was an invita-\\ntion to a rebel bullet. The fact is, our commanders in the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "96 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nrear, and the men sent in by them after our assault, did not\\nknow we had taken and were holding those guns, but sup-\\nposed our assault had failed, and certain regiments from\\nthe Second Division that were sent in an hour or more\\nafter we had captured them, came up the hill and went\\nback faster than they came, and yet claimed the capture,\\nbecause some of their men remained with us and helped us\\nhold them until the end came.\\nJ. L. Ketcham: We formed in line of battle on a hill\\nin a beautiful grove of large trees. Word was whispered\\ndown the line, Fix bayonets. The order was obeyed\\nquietly. The importance of the command seemed to be\\nappreciated. Some of the boys told their comrades what\\nword to send home if anything happened.\\nIt was high noon. I recollect looking at my watch and\\nsaying that my folks at home were just returning from\\nchurch where they had doubtless remembered me in their\\nprayers.\\nI had no sense of danger in that battle. My ambition\\nwas to be the first on the enemy s breastworks. At the\\nnext battle I was not quite so ambitious.\\nBeing Sergeant Major I could form in line anywhere.\\nso I selected the extreme left of the regiment, as that posi-\\ntion seemed nearest the supposed line of the enemy. I say\\nsupposed because we soldiers did not know where the\\nenemy was. We only saw a hill opposite our hill and an\\nopen field between the two hills. The enemy s hill was\\ncovered with a dense thicket. There was no firing; we\\ncould only surmise what was proposed. We slipped quiet-\\nly down the hill. The first sound that broke the stillness\\nwas the ringing voice of our Colonel: Cheers for Indi-\\nana. Then such a shout and a rush!", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 97\\nBeing on the extreme left and a good runner, I kept a\\nlittle in advance; remember looking along the line and\\nnoticing how straight it kept, notwithstanding all were run-\\nning at full speed no better line on dress parade. When\\nwe reached the thicket we pushed up as fast as the obstruc-\\ntions would admit. The enemy s. artillery opened fire while\\nwe were crossing the open field, and the sound indicated\\nthat the right of the regiment faced the guns.\\nAfter I entered the thicket I noticed nothing until I\\nfound myself on the enemy s breastworks. Evidently these\\nbreastworks protected rebel infantry supporting their artil-\\nlery. But where were the infantry? I stood some\\nmoments wondering what had become of them. I could\\nsee every evidence of their having been there; their fires\\nwere burning for cooking; their haversacks and knapsacks\\nwere there. I thought I could hear them stampeding\\ndown the hill. The breastworks were in a semicircle and\\nobstructed my view. Why did not our boys come? I\\nshouted Come on! Then I realized that I was alone and\\nthat my comrades had been drawn by the sound of the\\ncannon to the right. I hastened in the same direction to\\nshout my discovery. The thicket was dense. I could\\nonly see a few feet ahead of me. Before I made much\\nheadway the enemy s infantry rallied and opened on us a\\ndeadly fire. At that moment there came to me a keen\\nsense of disappointment. I can never forget it. We\\nwould have won a glorious victory that day had not the\\nsound of the cannon drawn the regiment toward the\\nenemy s artillery and away from their infantry breastworks,\\nwhich they briefly abandoned, and which we ought to have\\noccupied. However, we obeyed instructions. We cap-\\ntured the guns. The Second Division supporting our left", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "98 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nshould have started when we did and swept over the breast-\\nworks.\\nWm. Sharpe: In charging up that hill our Company\\nC happened to be so located in line as to go directly into\\nthe battery. When we were nearing the summit the ar-\\ntillery made their last shot, and the guns were so close to us\\nas to blow the hats off our heads, but without halting we\\nwere instantly inside the fort.\\nJ. C. Bennett: We advanced in common time trailing\\narms till we came to an open field, and then commenced\\nthe double quick, while the shot and shell were coming\\nthick and fast. When within a few feet of the breastworks\\nwe were ordered to fall down, and the next moment the\\nguns fired over our heads. Then we were up and in the\\nfort, taking four twelve pounder brass guns, with several\\nprisoners. Here I saw a rebel hit one of our men over the\\nhead with a swab-stick, and Sergeant Thralls hit the rebel\\nover the head with the butt of his gun. Later I saw a\\ncolor bearer of one of the Illinois regiments roll up his\\nflag, when Wm. Barnes of our company said, Let me have\\nit. Taking it he stuck the flagstaff in the parapet over the\\ncannon, thus having it displayed without danger to life, for\\nthe sharpshooters were picking off the men as fast as they\\nexposed themselves. Sergeant Thralls, thinking I suppose\\nthat Barnes was meddling with what was not his business,\\nshouted, Get out of there or you will be shot.\\nThe Historian of Company D: The advance of our\\nassaulting column poured a heavy volley of musketry into\\nthe works, which struck down many of its defenders, yet\\nthose remaining continued resistance, some trying to re-\\nload the guns, while others struck right and left with\\nswab-sticks and hand-spikes, knocking our men down as", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 99\\nthey mounted to the top of the parapet, and only yielding\\nto force. During this heroic defense our regimental ban-\\nner-bearer was knocked backward off the works as he was\\nattempting to plant the flag. Alonzo Greeson was\\nknocked down and badly stunned, but was able to con-\\ntinue in the fight, and was mortally wounded later. John\\nWilson parried a blow from a stalwart rebel who stood\\njust within the parapet, and, reaching across, seized him\\nby the collar and literally pulled him out of the works.\\nJ. F. Snow was probably the first to enter, and swinging\\nhis hat pushed to the middle of the redoubt, calling out,\\nCome on, boys; here they are! He was instantly\\njoined by H. C. Eaton and U. H. Farr, each using bayonet\\nand bullet to vanquish their antagonists. Eaton stopped\\nto reload his gun while Snow and Farr rushed out through\\nthe rear of the redoubt in pursuit of five of the enemy\\nall they saw escape. Just before the flying artillerists en-\\ntered the breastworks the pursuers fired, but owing to the\\nshifting smoke, did not see the result. E. Shaw, G. Cos-\\ntin and V. Fletcher entered the works at nearly the same\\nmoment as the three just mentioned. Fletcher killed a\\nrebel with the butt of his gun. Several of the enemy fell\\nin a hand to hand contest among the guns inside the\\nredoubt. Later in the day, when the firing from both sides\\nover the captured guns was so hot that it was as much as\\none s life was worth to expose one s head to view, a\\nrebel who had dropped down and had been feigning death\\nfrom the first of the fight, jumped up and attempted to\\nescape, but was shot by Sergeant M. Costin. Men of\\nthe -company remained with and in defense of the captured\\nguns till they were pulled out of the works, after the rebel\\narmy retreated.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "100 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nLieutenant W. R. McCracken: After the Seventieth\\nIndiana and the brigade of which it was a part had taken\\nthe battery and were holding it under a terrible fire from\\nthe enemy, a musketry fire was poured into them from\\nthe rear. Colonel Harrison ordered me to see what the\\nfiring meant. I found that it came from a body of our\\nown men belonging to the Second Division, who were\\nbehind some timber. I told them to stop firing or the\\nFirst Brigade would have to retire from the works they\\nhad taken and were holding. The firing was stopped, but\\nby the time I was back to my command it began again.\\nColonel Harrison then directed me to go back and hunt\\nup General Butterfield, who commanded the Third Di-\\nvision, and tell him of the firing from the rear, and that\\nthe Brigade would have to fall back if it was not stopped.\\nI could not find Butterfield, but found General Williams,\\ncommanding the First Division, and inquired for General\\nButterfield and told him what I wanted. General Williams\\nsaid he did not know where General Butterfield was, but\\ntold me where to find General Hooker, who, on being\\ninformed, spurred his horse and rode rapidly to the place\\nwhere the white star troops lay, and the firing ceased.\\nCaptain Meredith: It seemed scarcely a minute from\\nthe time we started until we had charged up the enemy s\\nhill and were among them. To whom belongs the honor\\nof first jumping over the parapet I cannot say, but this\\nI know, that Company E struck that battery square in\\nthe face, and that its last discharge was right over our\\nheads, almost in our faces. I remember that after the\\ngallant Confederates had done their best, one brave fellow\\nwould neither run nor surrender, but stood there laying\\nabout him with his ramrod. I had fired the last two", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY lOI\\nshots of my revolver at him and had begged him to sur-\\nrender, but his only reply was a swinging sweep of his ram-\\nrod, which was dodged. Then a hand reached over my\\nshoulder, somebody said, Captain, let me at him, a pistol\\nwas fired close beside me, and turning I saw Colonel Mer-\\nrill, smoking revolver in hand. In a few minutes the gun-\\nners were overcome, and the battery and the position were\\nours.\\nIn the charge up the hill I had lost my cap. While we\\nwere cheering over the capture of the guns, Lieutenant\\nColestock jumped up on one of them and waved his cap\\nand cheered. Then noticing I was bareheaded, he leaped\\ndown, picked up a cap from the ground, placed it on my\\nhead and began cheering again. A moment later he re-\\nceived the shot which in a few days terminated his life.\\nAnd now while wounded men are being cared for,\\nwhile prisoners are being taken to the rear, while there is\\ngreat jubilation and enthusiasm among the victors, occurs\\none of those awful inexphcable errors, one of those fearful\\nmistakes, one of those real horrors of war, so calculated\\nto unnerve the bravest and to demoralize, for the time\\nbeing, the best drilled and disciplined troops. A second\\nFederal line of battle, advancing to the support of the first,\\ncomes crashing through the brush in the rear. At the\\nsame instant the Confederates having been rallied and\\nre-formed in another line of works, pour a deadly volley\\ninto the ranks of the brave men who are cheering over the\\nguns they have captured. The second line of Federals,\\npartially encountering the rebel fire, deliver a volley and\\nthe soldiers of the first line, who had led the charge, who\\nhad driven the enemy and captured the guns, are literally\\ncaught between two fires. The scene the terror of the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "I02 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nmoment is beyond description. The cry went up: Our\\nown men are firing into us. When the panic was at its\\ngreatest, one or two officers who were in the captured\\nredoubt shouted the command, Lie down! and about one\\nhundred and fifty men crouched behind the earthworks\\ncontaining the guns, and began skirmishing with the\\nenemy. While we were lying there Captain H. M. Scott\\ncame to me and we looked over the situation together.\\nWe agreed it was best to stay there and hold the guns in\\ncase the enemy tried to retake them by sortie. According-\\nly I took command of the force to the right of the lunette.\\nAbout nine o clock we could see by the light of burn-\\ning brush the Confederates climbing over the breastworks\\nand forming for an attack. Word was passed along to\\nreserve fire for the command. They advanced cautiously\\nwithin a few yards of the guns, when the command, Fire!\\nwas given, every rifle rang out, and at the same time the\\nadvance guard gave a yell. That yell was taken up by our\\nforces in the rear and the Confederates broke and ran, evi-\\ndently thinking Hooker s whole Corps was up and at\\nem, And that was the end of the battle of Resaca.\\nCaptain Carson: After the capture of the battery Com-\\npany G occupied a position to the left and a little to the\\nrear of lunette, where we guarded the guns that afternoon\\nand kept the rebels behind their works by constant firing.\\nOther regiments and brigades followed us in quick suc-\\ncession, but none went beyond the established lines we\\nwere holding before their arrival. I well remember some\\nof the regiments opened fire in our rear, exposing us for\\nsome time to a double danger. Charge after charge was\\nmade during the evening, but no one went farther than\\ndid the assaulting column. Many men from other regi-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 103\\nments, however, took positions with us during the even-\\ning and assisted in guarding and holding the captured\\nguns.\\nLate in the afternoon, as there seemed to be enough\\ntroops to hold the line, Colonel Harrison quietly passed\\nthe word for those who could to retire to the rear, for the\\npurpose of drawing rations, since we had been marching\\nand fighting all day without anything to eat. As the com-\\nmand did not reach my company, Colonel Harrison sent\\nfor me about sunset and said that the officers of the Twen-\\ntieth Corps had been consulting together on a plan to\\nremove the guns from the lunette after dark. He stated\\nthat he believed I understood the situation as well as any-\\none, so he would detail my company to report to Colonel\\nJohn Coburn soon after dark, who would have command\\nof two hundred men equipped for cutting through the\\nlunette and for pulling the guns down the hill into our\\nlines. He said also: I claim for the regiment the honor\\nof having captured those cannon, for the rule is that the\\ncolumn first entering the works and seizing and holding\\na position beyond which no one passed is entitled to the\\ncredit. I reported, as ordered, with fifty-five men, assisted\\nto repulse the enemy three different times while we were\\nat work, and the removal of the guns was successfully ac-\\ncomplished before midnight.\\nCaptain B. L. Ridley, C. S. A., of General Stewart s\\nstaff, quite naturally does not appreciate General Sherman,\\nyet in the Confederate Veteran of January, 1897, giving\\nhis experience in this battle, says: There was one place,\\nthough, where Sherman, had he been the able general\\nmany supposed, would have taken some of Johnston s\\nglory from him. The only time he ever got Johnston ap-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "104 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nparently in a nine hole was at Resaca, on May fifteenth,\\n1864.\\nCarter L, Stevenson, Major General: Corput s bat-\\ntery was placed in position at the only available point. It\\nhad hardly gotten into position when the enemy hotly en-\\ngaged my skirmishers, driving them in and pushing on to\\nthe assault with great impetuosity. So quickly was all\\nthis done that it was impossible to remove the artillery.\\nJ. B. Hood, Lieutenant General: Puring the attack\\non General Stevenson a four-gun battery was in position\\nthirty paces in front of his line, the gunners being driven\\nfrom it, and the battery left in dispute. The army with-\\ndrew that night, and the guns without caissons or limber\\nboxes were abandoned to the enemy, the loss of Hfe it\\nwould have cost to withdraw them being considered worth\\nmore than the guns.\\nIn his report on giving up command at Atlanta, J- E.\\nJohnston, General: We lost no material in the retreat\\nexcept the four field pieces mentioned in the accompany-\\ning report of General Hood.\\nJames H. Turner, Indiana Military Agent: I met Gen-\\neral Butterfield the next morning on the battlefield, before\\nthe dead were collected for burial. He told me to say to\\nGovernor Morton and the people of Indiana, That the\\nSeventieth Regiment has done its whole duty. Not a man\\nfrom the Colonel down flinched, but marched up to the\\nbreastworks and over. One gunner was shot in applying\\nthe match.\\nThe following is an extract from a letter said to have\\nbeen picked up the day after the battle, which, of course,\\nnever reached its intended destination: The Yankees\\ncharged my battery and captured two sections. It was a", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 105\\ndaring exploit. They threw themselves into the fort, as\\nunconscious of danger as so many ducks into a pond. It\\nwas Hooker s command we had to fight here, or else the\\nbattery would never have been taken. They all wore a\\nstar. Your husband unto death,\\nM. V. CORPUT.\\nZ. S. Ragan, Major Seventieth Indiana: A detail of\\nthree hundred men was made from the First Brigade and\\nplaced under my command, with orders to collect the\\narms, accoutrements, ammunition, artillery, etc., and turn\\nthem over to the Ordnance of^cer at Resaca. Being limited\\nas to time it was impossible to make a thorough search,\\nyet I turned over and took a receipt for four twelve-pound\\npieces of brass artillery, nine hundred small arms and fifty\\nthousand rounds of ammimition. The wagons arriving in\\nadvance of me, had been unloaded before my arrival, but\\nwere estimated to contain a similar number of small arms\\nand sixty thousand rounds of ammunition. I could not\\nobtain a receipt for these, as I was unable to count them.\\nThe sixteenth of May was a sad day for our regiment.\\nTwenty-six of our number had sacrificed their lives, and\\none hundred and thirty had been seriously wounded,\\nmany mortally, in this Sabbath day s baptism of fire. It\\nwas a strange grave by which the surviving members stood.\\nIt was six feet long and sixty wide. Into this, side by side,\\nwith blankets for winding sheets, were lowered the forms\\nof those who had just died for their country. Evergreen\\nbranches were tenderly dropped on the sleeping patriots,\\nto break the fall of the clods, and as a token that their\\nsacrifice would ever be green in the memory of their com-\\nrades. With heads uncovered the mourners gathered", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "Io6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nabout the grave. The Captains of the companies cast in\\nthe first earth, and the Chaplain prayed that the sad tidings\\nmight not crush the hearts of the mothers, the widows and\\nthe orphans. The sinking sun closed the mournful day,\\nand the dead were left to sleep in their glory, while to the\\nliving remained the stern duty of pursuing through the\\nnight the retreating battalions of the enemy.\\nGeneral Orders No. 4.\\nHeadquarters Third Division Twentieth Corps.\\nResaca, May i6th, 1864.\\nThe Major-General commanding feels it a duty as well as\\na pleasure to congratulate the division upon its achievements\\nyesterday. The gallant assault and charge of the First Bri-\\ngade, capturing four guns in the enemy s fort; the support of\\nthis assault by a portion of the Second Brigade, the splendid\\nadvance of the Third Brigade on the left, with the glorious\\nrepulse it gave twice its force, proves the division worthy a\\nhigh name and fame. Let every one endeavor by attention to\\nduty, obedience to orders, devotion and courage to make our\\nrecord in future, as in the past, such that the army and the\\ncountry will ever be proud of us.\\nBy command of Major-General Butterfield.\\nJOHN SPEED,\\nAssistant Adjutant-General.\\nHeadquarters Seventieth Indiana Volunteer Infantry.\\nIn the field near Cassville, Ga., May 20, 1864.\\nGeneral In obedience to your orders, I have the honor to\\nsubmit the following report of the part taken by my regiment\\nin the operations of our forces from the 13th to the 19th in-\\nclusive:\\nOn the 13th I moved about four miles from Snake Creek\\nGap, having the advance of the brigade, and under orders\\nfrom you formed line of battle on the Resaca road and moved", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY 107\\nup to the crest of the ridge, connecting on the right with\\nthe forces under the command of General McPherson, and\\nhaving on my left one regiment of our brigade (One Hundred\\nand Second Illinois Volunteer Infantry), which, with my\\nregiment, constituted our front line, and was placed by you\\nunder my command. Skirmishers were thrown out to cover\\nthe front of the line, and every preparation made for a proper\\nadvance when the order should be received. Almost imme-\\ndiately after we had taken position, the line on our right\\n(General McPherson) was advanced and soon became en-\\ngaged with the enemy, but suffered no loss. About 4 P. M.,\\nby your orders, our line was advanced, changing direction\\ngradually to the left, and, having emerged from the timber,\\nwas massed on the left of General Harrow s line, who was\\nstill skirmishing with the enemy. Shortly after dark we\\nagain changed position, relieving the regular brigades of\\nthe Fourteenth Army Corps. My regiment was here located\\non the right of our brigade line and along the crest of a hill,\\nwith a meadow of about six hundred yards in width in front\\nand extending from the base of the hill occupied by me to a\\nhill opposite, which was strongly fortified and occupied in\\nforce by the enemy. As soon as day dawned on the 14th\\ninst., a sharp fire was opened by the rebel sharpshooters on\\nmy skirmishers, which was kept up quite briskly during the\\nday, inflicting some loss on my regiment. Early in the day\\nof Saturday, the 14th inst., instructions were received from\\nyour headquarters that we would be ordered to assault the\\nworks in our front at some time during the day, and orders\\nwere also given by you to strengthen the line. In compliance\\nwith the order, I deployed Company D of my regiment. Cap-\\ntain Tansey, relieving the skirmishers under Captain Carson,\\nwho had been placed upon the line the preceding night, and\\na few hours subsequently communicated to Captain Tansey\\nan order received from your headquarters to advance his\\nskirmishers, which was promptly, though cautiously done,\\nthe men availing themselves of such meager shelter as the\\nopen field afforded. About i P. M., and while our line was", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "I08 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nresting behind the crest of the hill to avoid a troublesome\\nfire which the rebel sharpshooters continued to pour in upon\\nthe crest, the Attention was sounded in the regiment on my\\nleft and was repeated in my regiment. Not having received\\nany intimation of what movement was intended, I called to\\nBrigadier-General Ward, who at the moment approached my\\nleft, to know what the orders were. His reply was The or-\\nders are to advance. Knowing that an assault on the works\\nin our front had been in contemplation earlier in the day, and\\nsupposing that the order involved such an assault, or at least\\nthat it involved an advance until a halt was ordered by the\\nbrigade commander, I put my regiment in march when the\\nregiment on my left moved and passed over the crest of the\\nhill, down its slope to a fence at its base, where I had pre-\\nviously instructed my officers to halt for a moment to reform\\ntheir line, as they would necessarily be much broken in pass-\\ning down the hill, which was very steep in some places. Un-\\nder the cover of the fence I halted, and passed an inquiry to\\nmy Major, who was on the left, to know whether the One\\nHundred and Second Illinois was still advancing with me.\\nHis answer was that this regiment had halted on the crest of\\nthe hill. After some time I was given to understand by one of\\nthe brigade staff, calling to me from the summit of the hill,\\nthat it was not intended that I should pass the hill, but that I\\nshould have halted on the crest, which had not been previously\\nexplained to me. By retiring the men singly or in small\\nsquads, I was able without further casualties to resume our\\nformer line behind the crest of the hill. My losses during\\nthe day were as follows: On the skirmish line, killed, enlisted\\nmen, i wounded, enlisted men, 3; in advancing over the crest\\nof the hill to our supposed assault, killed, enlisted men, 2;\\nwounded, enlisted men, 10; wounded, Lieutenant Martin,\\nCompany I, slightly in the leg. During the night of Satur-\\nday, the 14th inst., under orders, I constructed, with the as-\\nsistance of Lieutenant Gilchrist and brigade pioneers, a line\\nof rifle pits along the front of my line, and had moved in^at\\ndaylight four companies to occupy them as sharpshooters and", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY IO9\\nwatch the enemy, when we were suddenly reHeved by another\\nbrigade and marched around to a new position on the left of\\nthe Fourteenth A. C. In our new position we were informed\\nthat our brigade, supported by the other brigades of our di-\\nvision, was expected to assault the enemy s rifle pits, and\\nwithout delay our brigade was formed in column of battalions\\nin order of rank. My regiment leading, passed from the crest\\nof an entrenched ridge, occupied by our forces, across an\\nopen field in the valley and up a steep and thickly wooded\\nhill to the assault of the enemy s breastworks, whose strength,\\nand even exact location, was only revealed by the line of fire\\nwhich, with fearful destructiveness, was belched upon our ad-\\nvancing column. I moved my men at double quick, and, with\\nloud cheers, across the open space in the valley in order\\nsooner to escape the enfilading fire from the enemy s rifle pits\\non our right, and to gain the cover of the woods, with which\\nthe side of the hill against \\\\v^hich our assault was directed, was\\nthickly covered. The men moved on with perfect steadiness,\\nand without any sign of faltering up the hillside and to the\\nvery muzzle of the enemy s artillery, which continued to belch\\ntheir deadly charges of grape and canister until the gunners\\nwere struck down at their guns. Having gained the outer face\\nof the embrasures, in which the enemy had four 12-pounder\\nNapoleon guns, my line halted for a moment to take breath.\\nSeeing that the infantry supports had deserted the artillery\\nI cheered the men forward, and, with a wild yell, they entered\\nthe embrasures, striking down and bayoneting the gunners,\\nmany of whom defiantly stood by their guns till struck down.\\nWithin this outer fortification, in which the artillery was\\nplaced, there was a strong line of breastworks which was con-\\ncealed from our view by a thick pine undergrowth, save at\\none point, which had been used as a gateway. This line was\\nheld by a rebel division of veteran troops, said to be of Hood s\\ncommand. When we first entered the embrasures of the outer\\nworks, the enemy fled in considerable confusion from the\\ninner one, and had there been a supporting line brought up in\\ngood order at this junction, the second line might easily have", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "no THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nbeen carried and held. My line having borne the brunt of\\nthe assault, it was not to be expected that it could be reformed\\nfor the second assault in time. The enemy in a moment ral-\\nlied in rear of their second line, and poured in a most destruc-\\ntive fire upon us, which compelled us to retire outside of the\\nfirst line to obtain the cover of the works. At this point\\nsome confusion was created among our forces in and about\\nthe enemy s works (several of our battalions in rear of me\\nhaving come up) by a cry that the enemy was flanking us.\\nThis caused many to retire down the hill, and had for a time\\nthe appearance of a general retreat. I strove in vain to rally\\nmy men under the enemy s fire on the hillside, and finally\\nfollowed them to a partially sheltered place behind a ridge\\non our left, where I was engaged in separating my men from\\nthose of other regiments and reforming them preparatory to\\nleading them again to the support of those who still held the\\nguns we had captured, w^hen I was informed that General\\nWard was wounded, and w^as ordered to assume command of\\nthe brigade and reform it, which duty I discharged, and then\\nurgently asked General Butterfield for permission to take it\\nagain to the works we had carried and still held, and bring ofif\\nthe guns we had captured. This was refused, and by his\\norder the brigade was placed in a new position on a hill to\\nthe left of the point at which we had assaulted, to assist in\\nrepelling an attack made by the enemy. To sum up the ac-\\ncount of the day s fight, I will add that detachments from my\\nregiment and, I believe, from each of the other regiments of\\nthe brigade, held the rebels from re-entering and taking the\\nguns we had captured, until they were brought ofif at night\\nby a detail from the First and Second Brigades. I would re-\\nspectfully call your attention to the following points: First,\\nmy regiment entered the enemy s works in advance of all\\nothers, and my colors, though not planted, were the first to\\nenter the fort; second, the enemy s lines were not penetrated\\nat any other point than where we entered, although, assaulted\\nby other troops on the left; third, my regiment, being in ad-\\nvance, and having to bear the brunt of the assault, accom-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY III\\nplished all that could have been required of them in entering\\nthe works and driving the enemy out. The work of carrying\\nthe second line of defense belonged to the support which fol-\\nlowed me. The day following the battle my regiment, to-\\ngether with our whole brigade, remained on the battlefield,\\nburying our own and the rebel dead, and collecting abandoned\\narms and other property. Leaving the battleground about 5\\nP. M. of the i6th, we rejoined the division at Mill. In\\nthe engagement with the enemy near Cassville on the 19th\\ninst., my regiment was under quite a heavy fire of shell, but\\nsuffered no loss. I append a list of killed and wounded in\\nmy regiment, which shows twenty-nine men killed, four offi-\\ncers and one hundred and forty men wounded. Total, one\\nhundred and seventy-three.\\nI desire, in conclusion, to acknowledge the gallantry of my\\nofficers and men. Though njver before under fire, they have\\nthe testimony of the veteran foe they overcame that they bore\\nthemselves with conspicuous courage. I could not, of course,\\nobserve every individual act of gallantry on the part of my\\ncompany officers, but must commend to your notice the fol-\\nlowing as especially worthy of mention for their determined\\nand successful eflforts to hold the captured guns: Captain\\nWm. M. Meredith, Captain H. M. Scott, Lieutenant M. L.\\nOrr, Captain P. S. Carson, Captain H. M. Endsley, Lieutenant\\nWm. C. Mitchell, Lieutenant E. B. Colestock. Captain Tan-\\nsey, who was severely wounded, also bore himself most gal-\\nlantly. Lieutenant C. H. Cox, Acting Adjutant, was con-\\nspicuous for his coolness and his efforts to rally the men.\\nLieutenant-Colonel Merrill and Major Regan did their whole\\nduty, and have need of no higher praise from me. Dr. Jen-\\nkins A. Fitzgerald, assistant surgeon during all our series of\\noperations^ was always found with his regiment, dressing the\\nwounds of those who had fallen under the heaviest fire of the\\nenemy, manifesting a thorough disregard of his own safety\\nin his humane desire to give the wounded the promptest sur-\\ngical relief. Rev, A. C. Allen, chaplain, deserves mention for", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "112 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nhis untiring labors night and day to reheve the wants and\\nsuffering of our wounded.\\nI am, General, with the greatest respect, your obedient\\nservant,\\nBENJ. HARRISON,\\nCol. Seventieth Indiana Vol. Inf.\\nBrigadier-General W. T. Ward.\\nCommanding First Brigade Third Division Twentieth\\nA. C.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VIII.\\nMARCHING AND FIGHTING\\nThere was much satisfaction when men were detailed\\nfrom the Seventieth Indiana to convey and deliver the\\ncaptured cannon to the Ordnance officer, but the night\\nmarch of the sixteenth and of the following day was made\\namid profound silence, for we were all thinking of our\\ndead.\\nOn the seventeenth the regiment was where it could\\nagain hear the whizzing of bullets, and on the nineteenth\\napproached Cassville. By some mistake the Brigade took\\nthe wrong road, and the troops, as J. M. Wills expressed it,\\nWere pressed up so close to the enemy that we were\\nalmost surrounded by Wheeler s cavalry. Orders came for\\nus to march to the rear at trail arms and for no one to\\nspeak above a whisper.\\nU. H. Farr describes the action of the Brigade after it\\nhad moved to the right and back a mile or more and saw\\ndemonstrations that indicated not only an attack by the\\ncavalry but also by a heavy mass of infantry: The word\\nwent like a flash along the line to throw up a barricade.\\nEvery fence rail, log, chunk and movable thing within\\nreach was instantly appropriated to that purpose, and then\\nthe men set to work digging dirt with the bayonet, and\\nscooping it up with frying pans, hands, or anything that\\ncould be put to that use, while a strong force was sent out\\nin front to level all the fencing, that the advancing enemy\\nmight have no protection in the coming contest.\\nMeanwhile the dense columns of rebel gray, un-\\nits", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "114 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nchecked by the torrent of shells from our two batteries,\\nhad reached the valley and formed in line, massed so as to\\ncrush all opposition. They were advancing slowly in the\\ncenter, but strong bodies of men were being pushed out\\nmore rapidly from either flank, thus making it plain that\\nthey intended to envelop us. All of our men but the\\nskirmishers were now called in, every man was given\\ntwenty rounds of cartridges extra, making sixty rounds\\neach, and ordered to get ready for action. Cartridge and\\ncap-boxes were unclasped and slipped to the front of the\\nbody so as to be convenient; the commands were given\\nand passed along the lines to aim accurately and reserve the\\nfire till the enemy were close at hand.\\nAt this moment when within musket-shot of our posi-\\ntion, the approaching mass of rebel troops seemed to be\\naffected as if by a convulsion. Someone cried out, Look\\nto the right! and there column after column came march-\\ning into view, facing in the same direction we were, their\\nbright guns shining in the sun, the Stars and Stripes float-\\ning above them. The rebel hosts sullenly but rapidly re-\\ntired to the wooded hill from whence they came, and after\\nsome fighting left Cassville in our hands.\\nEx-President Harrison, in a recent address, referred to\\nthis same wonderful scene: The army of Sherman had\\nbeen fighting in the chaparral, in the brush, so that it\\nwas a rare sight for a man on the right of a regiment to\\nsee the flag, and quite out of our experience to see the\\nregiment next to us. We had the faith that Sherman had\\nmore men than just ourselves. We could occasionally\\nhear the rattle of guns aiway off to the right or to the left,\\nbut one day when the army was advancing on Cassville we\\nsuddenly came out into one of the great meadows or savan-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING II5\\nnahs that stretch for miles along some of the smaller\\nstreams, and the whole great army, corps on corps, was\\nrevealed to us, banner after banner as it was kissed\\nby the sunshine of the open field. From the center, far\\nto the right and left, the distinctive corps, division, brigade\\nand regimental colors appeared, and associated with each\\nof these was the one flag that made the army one. A\\nmighty, spontaneous cheer burst from the whole line, and\\nevery soldier tightened his grip upon his rifle and quick-\\nened his step. There was an inspiration in it. Our faith\\nhad been strengthened by the vision of those who fought\\nwith us for the flag.\\nVisions of vast armies cannot extinguish one s interest in\\nthe individual who helps to make up the great host, so\\nFarr continues: While we were lying in the valley near\\nCassville, I took a walk in the quiet woods away from\\nthe camps; and when out quite a distance saw someone\\nsitting on a log with his back to me. He had his head\\ndown as if in a deep study, one elbow resting on his knee,\\nand his face in his hand. I sauntered on in that direction,\\nand as I came nearer I thought I could recognize some-\\nthing in the form that was familiar. Without thinking of\\nwhat I was doing it for, I began to step lightly, and so\\ndrew quite near. Fnding it was an old friend, I reached\\na position at his back, where I could see what it\\nwas he was so attentively regarding. It was the picture of\\na fair young woman. I stood for quite a while looking at\\nthe spectacle. At last becoming ashamed of thus tres-\\npassing on what was really a honeymoon scene, though one\\nof the parties was hundreds of miles distant in her Indiana\\nhome, away from the noise and tumult of war and battle,\\nI slapped the absorbed figure on the shoulder, at the same", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "Il6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ntime speaking to him. He sprang to his feet. In re-\\nsponse to the question, What are you doing? he said, I\\nwas looking at a picture of my wife, the prettiest woman\\nGod ever made.\\nAt Cassville a letter was written by an officer to his\\nsister, which, taken in connection with the above scene,\\nshows that war reveals sharp contrasts. One\\nof the most faithful men in the regiment was mortally\\nwounded at Resaca, and died two days after the battle.\\nYou remember his wife and little child. My God, what\\na terrible thing war is! She must be very poor. Take ten\\nor twenty dollars for me, and use it in some way for the\\nbenefit of the widow and the child.\\nShortly after came back an answer to this letter\\nYour money is unspent, and you might have saved your\\nsympathy. Mrs. heard the news of her husband s\\ndeath on Friday, mourned his loss on Saturday, and con-\\nsoled herself by marrying a stay-at-home patriot on Sun-\\nday.\\nIt takes Byron and Scott combined to do justice to\\nthe situation. What a strange thing is man! and what\\na stranger is woman!\\nWoman s faith and woman s trust.\\nWrite the characters in dust.\\nJ. M. Wills: After the enemy gave way at Cassville,\\nwe went into camp until the twenty-third, when we moved\\nout and came up with the enemy, engaged him in fight\\nfor half a day, and lost several good men.\\nJ. L. Ketcham: I was asleep in a fence corner the\\nother day, when a shell burst near me. Oh, but they are\\nwicked sounding things. They have an awful screeching,\\nwhining tone and seem to say, You I m after, nobody else;", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 11/\\nor, as the darky said, Wha s dat nigga? Wha s dat nigga?\\nI want dat nigga!\\nU. H. Farr: On the afternoon of the twenty-fifth of\\nMay it was manifest that a fight was imminent. Troops\\nwere hurrying forward, couriers dashing hither and thither,\\nand there was a constant rattle of musketry in front, with\\nan occasional stray ball coming back to where we were\\nslowly marching in column to the front on the sides of\\nthe main road, in order that ordnance wagons and ambu-\\nlances could have free passage. About three P. M. we\\nwere hurried forward more rapidly, each of the regiments\\nof our brigade marching in column side by side at bat-\\ntalion front distance in order to be ready for instant use as\\nsupport for Coburn s brigade in our front. The rebel\\nline of battle could not be far away from the nearness\\nof the artillery fire of the enemy, the supporting line faring\\nabout the same as the front line. Our line was thus\\npushed up close to the enemy, which resulted in consid-\\nerable fighting, lasting till dark, the battle being known as\\nDallas Woods or Pumpkin Vine creek.\\nI had no gun this day, mine having been ruined by a\\nrebel bullet, but I determined to keep close up and pick\\none up at the first opportunity. Henry C. Eaton was sick\\nand his gun was turned over to some man of the company\\nwho had none, and Eaton was marching with me on the\\nleft of our company. As the line of battle was pushed\\ncloser and closer to the enemy, and the firing became\\ndeadly, Colonel Merrill, who was in command of the regi-\\nment, noticed us, and riding to us ordered us to stop in\\nsome place of safety (in some ravine we were passing),\\nstating that we were without arms and there was no use of\\nour endangering our lives. But that was not a part of", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "Il8 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nour plan, so we did not stop, but as soon as he left us we\\nmoved on with the command. After some half hour he\\ncame back down the line again, and seeing us there,\\nperemptorily ordered us to stop, and pointing out a large\\ntree, ordered us to lie down there. We obeyed the order,\\nbut discussed the project of keeping close up and if we\\nsaw him again to hide; but we had noticed his eye flash\\nforth some fire, a thing not common to him, and we finally\\ndecided that he meant that we should obey his order, and\\nthat in all probability he would punish us if we did not, so\\nwe sat still. After we stopped, our command did not move\\nvery far ahead, probably not more than half a mile, where\\nwe found it early next morning.\\nWhile we were lying there we were treated to some\\nof the scenes of the rear. I saw several men I knew from\\nanother regiment, one of whom had been a neighbor and\\nschoolmate. He came rushing back, jumping down the\\nslope quite lively, and I said, Hello, Jim, what s the hurry?\\nHe checked his flight enough to say that in the advance\\nhe had fallen down and hurt his leg, and of course, being\\ncrippled, was hurrying to the rear but he was making good\\ntime for a cripple. Perhaps the wind from the enemy s\\nshells and solid shots, which came with fearful velocity,\\nwas helping to force him along.\\nThe second night, while everything was still and most\\nof the men were asleep, the enemy s batteries opened on\\nus and poured in a tornado of shell for about an hour, and\\nas our batteries replied the din was terrific. The next day\\nwe moved a little to the right and put up a line of works.\\nAn old log cabin stood in a field some half-mile to the\\nright and front, and was occupied by sharpshooters, who\\nwere doing much damage, but a cannon was brought to", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING II9\\nthe right of our regiment, and the old house was soon\\nknocked to pieces and the sharpshooters fled for their Hves\\namid a shower of bullets from our skirmishers and the\\nhuzzahs of our line.\\nWe often listened to the fighting to our right or left,\\nfirst the cannonading, then a lull, then the hurrahing, some-\\ntimes the shrill boyish rebel yell, sometimes the loud, full-\\nvoiced, deep-toned, far-sounding chorus of Northern men;\\nthen again the roar of cannon, the rattle of musketry, and\\nthe awful suspense to the Hsteners. If, as the noise grew\\nfeebler, we caught the welcome cheer, an answering shout\\nran along tO the right or left. But if the far-off rebel yell\\ntold of our comrades repulse, the silence could be felt.\\nAbout this time General Hooker was riding through\\nhis corps, and as he passed through the Third Brigade, the\\nboys yelled Hardtack! Hardtack! and as he came to our\\nbrigade he heard the same complaining cry. He went to\\nColonel Coburn and asked what it meant, and Coburn\\ntold him our two brigades were out of rations and had\\nbeen for some time. There had been some mistake, per-\\nhaps; favoritism, perhaps, but be that as it may. Hooker\\nsaw that things were righted and we were soon gladdened\\nwith the sight of commissary wagons.\\nOn May twenty-seventh Wm. J. Rouse of Company F\\nfell and the following tribute to his memory is by Lieuten-\\nant Grubbs. It will be read with moist eyes by his com-\\nrades:\\nBill Rouse was his name. He belonged to Co. F,\\ngreasy F, the boys called it, not that it was literally and\\nalways greasy, but rather because in neatness and cleanli-\\nness it was not, in its early days, up to the high average", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "I20 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nof the well-ordered regiment. He was the fat boy of the\\ncompany, jolly, sturdy, awkward and slow of motion, with\\na round, good-humored, yet stolid face, pale blue, expres-\\nsionless eyes, a nose that was a cross between a Roman and\\na pug. He was, perhaps, nineteen years old, a Shelby\\ncounty boy; had nlisted, he said, becoz he liked Old\\nCap Ensley! the other boys were goin and he wanted a\\nhand in savin the Guverment.\\nHe was not gifted nor clever, was a rude, unlettered,\\nbut not unmanly boy; brought up in poverty and in the\\nwoods, he had few ideas or aspirations above duty, but\\nhe had a large capacity for physical enjoyment, a nature\\nthat was bubbling over with good humor, a courage that\\nwas innate and marvellous and a readiness and willingness\\nfor duty and service that, tested again and again, was\\nnever strained and never failed. He was the butt of many\\na good-humored but rough joke; much merciless and even\\nspiteful raillery was vented upon him., and many a private\\nin the ranks and chevroned Sergeant and Corporal cursed\\nBill Rouse because they dared not curse anybody higher.\\nOnce, shortly after my assignment to the company, I inter-\\nfered when I thought the rough jokes and ill usage ex-\\nceeded even the license of the camp, and shamed the big,\\nbearded men who were the chief offenders, and after that\\nBill, wonderingly and hesitatingly took up with me, be-\\ncame my fast friend, my best man, my champion in the\\nquarters. Thenceforward he swore by the Little Loo-\\nten nt, as he dubbed me, and would fight for me at the\\ndrop of a hat and drop it himself. Bill was a forager of no\\nmean repute in an orderly regiment, and many a juicy\\npiece of pork or freshly cured ham I afterwards found in\\nmy quarters that some wink of the eye or some artfully", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 121\\ndropped word told me I owed to Bill. Sometimes it was\\na fowl that had unwisely roosted too low, sometimes de-\\nlicious honey snaked from a gum securely hidden on\\nthe back porch of some loyal Kentuckian. On such\\noccasions I smiled and asked no questions. I knew it was\\nBill. Naturally Bill Rouse was not a success in drill. He\\nwas slouchy in walk, waddled around in ranks as clumsily\\nas the performing bear, took all his time trying frantically\\nto catch step and never knew where his gun was.\\nAround him in the ranks was always confusion, cussin\\nand hilarity. He had difficulty in distinguishing sup-\\nport from right shoulder shift. When the command\\ncame, order arms, he would nervously present. He\\nwas always three motions behind in loading. So when\\nCompany F went out to drill. Bill was often given fa-\\ntigue duty on a convenient stump where he could delight-\\nedly see the boys double-quick, wheel, form\\nsquare, lie down, advance firing, etc., or with some\\ncomrades as luckless as himself he would be put in charge\\nof a Corporal and made to mark time and go through\\nthe manual.\\nBut on a dangerous picket post or a hot skirmish line.\\nBill Rouse was in his glory. There he seemed bubbling\\nover with high spirit. He was utterly indififerent to dan-\\nger. Proximity to the enemy seemed to bring out the\\nserenity and alertness of his nature. The whizz and zip of\\na minie ball was music to his ear. He would watch for\\na dangerous Johnnie as patiently as an Indian. A pufif\\nof white smoke from the line in front, the glimpse of the\\nboy in gray brought his Enfield to his shoulder like a\\nflash. A moment it stood poised as his eye glanced along\\nthe barrel and then look out, Johnnie, there s death in the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "122 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nair. When a truce was declared along the skirmish line\\nand Yank and Johnnie came out of their burrows and ex-\\nchanged sharp compliments and good-humored repartee\\nor traded rank Virginia for Uncle Sam s best coffee, Bill\\nwas the jolliest of the crew. Lounging upon his rifle pit,\\nhe could chaff the Johnnies to his own delectation and\\nmuch to their and our amusement. Many a gem of rude\\nwit and rough banter we then heard and enjoyed. Bill\\nwould roar out a boisterous challenge to out-knock, out-\\njump, out-shoot, out-wrestle, out-cuss, out-eat any Johnnie\\nfrom old Jeff down, and then exuberantly laugh at his\\nown conceit. Then suddenly changing to a most plaintive\\ntone, with a suspicion of tears in his voice, he would cry\\nout: Say, Johnnies, why don t you uns quit this foolish-\\nness? We uns want to go home.\\nWhen he had spent his rough pleasantry he would throw\\nhimself backward into his rifle pit, yelling as he went:\\nHunt your holes. Johnnies, shootin s goin to begin.\\nOnce upon a reserve picket post he lay down beside\\nme and with the stars looking down on us, he began in his\\nquaint, uncouth way to talk about the war. I can t tell\\nnearly all he simply and earnestly said to me that night, nor\\nframe it in his somewhat rude dialect, but it revealed to me\\nthat in the heart of this rude, unlettered boy there burned,\\nupon a pure altar, the genuine fire of patriotism, that death-\\nless love of home and country that has inspired the match-\\nless deeds of the centuries. He could not have told what\\npatriotism was, he knew nothing of constitutions or human\\nrights, of Pilgrim or revolutionary fathers; he cared noth-\\ning for the woes of slavery; he had a natural antipathy for\\nthe negro, but he loved the flag; he hated a rebel and\\nhe was ready to die that the Union cause might triumph.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 123\\nVery earnestly he said to me: You won t believe it, Loo-\\nten nt, but if twould end this thing I d step out to-morrow\\nmorning and let the rebs put a dozen holes through me.\\nI believe he meant what he said, and to-day I would match\\nthe instructive spirit of loyalty and self-sacrifice of this\\nunlettered boy against the most finished product of school\\nor university.\\nOn the Atlanta campaign and to the hour of his death\\nRouse was always on duty. He was never known to\\nanswer sick call, perhaps didn t even know the delights\\nof quinine and Dover s. He seemed impervious to dis-\\nease, bullets and exposure and, the boys said, even gray-\\nbacks couldn t make it pleasant for him. When it came\\nmy turn to take charge of the detail for picket or the skir-\\nmish line, I always saw Bill s smiling face in the ranks.\\nHe would swap with any of the boys on such occa-\\nsions. One day late in May or early in June, I cannot at\\nthis date be more accurate, I had charge of the skirmish-\\ners and Bill was on the front line. The opposing works\\nwere not far apart and the skirmish lines were pushed so\\nclose that safety lay in closely hugging the ground and\\nthe slightest exposure or want of caution meant death\\nor painful wounds. The shots came hot and fast and\\nvicious that day and they came to kill. Between the lines\\nwere open woods. About two o clock that day I was skirt-\\ning the edge of the woods trying to inspect the skirmish\\nline and detect any change in the situation. As I neared\\nthat portion of the line where Bill Rouse was stationed, I\\nheard his voice above the scattering shots. The first\\nwords I could distinguish were: You re afraid to, you\\ncowardly reb", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "124 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nI ain t any more afraid than you are, came a voice from\\nthe rebel Hne.\\nThen why don t you stand out hke a man and gim me\\na fair shot? I heard Bill say.\\nWhy don t you? came back the answer.\\nI will if you ll gim me a shot at you.\\nAll right! Gim me first shot?\\nYes.\\nAnd then before I could realize what it meant or call a\\nwarning word, I saw Bill Rouse, clad in blue, gun in hand,\\nrise up out of his rifle pit, step out, stand erect, pull back\\nhis coat from his broad breast and call out, Shoot away.\\nI saw a flash, a pufif of smoke, perhaps a hundred yards\\naway; saw the figure in blue throw up one hand, quiver\\nfor an instant and then Bill Rouse sank down in his tracks.\\nI was by his side in a flash, knelt down, tore open his shirt\\nand saw at a glance that he was mortally hurt. His eyes\\nlooked bravely into mine, a faint smile flitted across his\\nface, he tried to speak, gasped and was dead. We carried\\nhis body tenderly back into the hues. He was given a\\nhasty soldier s burial in the woods and left to sleep. I sup-\\npose no one has ever found his grave, but what matters it?\\nFor I trust and believe that when, at last, the Great Father\\nof us all gathers his jewels, Bill Rouse will be among the\\nnumber.\\nAn ofUcer writes. May thirtieth: Even if one has to\\nremain quiet, the constant firing and the continued waiting\\nexhaust body and spirit. Scarcely a night passes without\\nan attack, and no words coined on earth can describe the\\nterrific nature of such afTairs. One could hardly imagine\\nthat the bursting of all the fiends from the pit would be", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 125\\nable to create so fearful a confusion. I thought I had been\\nin some terrible thunder-storms, but I feel now like David\\nafter he had taken the census, and was offered a choice of\\npunishments; I should rather fall into the hands of God\\nthan of man. We are gaining very slowly. Indeed, our\\nregiment occupies the identical ground we seized about a\\nweek ago.\\nJune sixth, J. M. Wills: We went into camp near\\nthe foot of Lost Mountain. It rained almost daily, and\\nwe had to cut brush to sleep on in order to keep out of\\nthe mud and water. While in this camp we were short of\\nrations, and the boys gathered waste corn around the\\nmules feeding places, and after washing, drying and parch-\\ning, ate it.\\nLieutenant Grubbs writes home, June seventh: We\\ncame into our present position yesterday afternoon at one\\no clock, amid a beating rain, and from two o clock until\\nnight worked hard on entrenchments. By dark we had\\nstrong and substantial breastworks. Batteries were placed\\nin position, troops were disposed for battle and everythmg\\nwas admirably arranged to give a welcome and fitting re-\\nception to Johnston s army should it precipitate itself on\\nour corps. We are now upon the extreme left of our army\\nand somewhat detached, as we necessarily must be from\\nthe remainder, we are probably in more danger of an at-\\ntack than any other portion of it. So we march a part of\\nthe day drive in their skirmishers, until we gam a good\\nposition, and then work like bees until we have strong\\nbreastworks to protect us. We had pretty heavy skir-\\nmishing during the afternoon, but towards night it grew\\nquiet This morning there are occasional volleys along", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "126 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe skirmish line, but as yet nothing indicates an engage-\\nment.\\nSince I wrote you last we have had a hard time. We\\nwere relieved in the center by the Fifteenth Corps on the\\nsecond of June, and since that time have been marching\\nand fighting every day. To add to our discomfort it has\\nrained torrents every day, until the roads have grown\\nfrightful. For three days and nights we were wet to the\\nskin, not a dry article of clothing on us; each night our\\nbeds were the wet and muddy ground, without even fires,\\nlest we should discover our position to the enemy. I never\\nknew what hardship was before. There is an intense mean-\\ning in that word now. How men can stand for week after\\nweek what we have stood, I confess was a mystery before\\nthis campaign commenced. But they do stand it cheer-\\nfully and bravely. The only thing I have noticed\\nthat can disturb their equanimity and set them to grum-\\nbling is short rations. Let men be all day and night on\\nthe skirmish line without a thing to eat, or work all day on\\nentrenchments without even a cracker, and if the most\\npatient and patriotic of them don t have something to say\\nin regard to it, I am mistaken.\\nA letter from J. L. Ketcham is dated Sunday morning,\\nJune twelfth: In the woods three miles below Ackworth.\\nRain! Rain! Rain! I never saw the like. Thunder-storm\\nafter thunder-storm. Rain all night. It was nine o clock\\nthis morning before it stopped long enough for me to\\ncrawl out (the only way to get out of these little tents)\\nand make a cup of cofifee. We were ordered to pack up\\nthe other morning at daylight; just as we got ready, it\\ncommenced to rain, and we waited and waited for further\\norders all day in the rain. The hardest rain I ever saw", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 127\\nfell the other day when our regiment was on picket, but\\nI ll give an account of the whole day. At daylight we were\\ncalled up unexpectedly to be ready to march in ten min-\\nutes. We were ready, and waited for two hours; couldn t\\ntake off our things to get breakfast. At dinner time we\\nstacked arms, but couldn t leave ranks to get dinner. Rest-\\ning about an hour, we went several miles farther and put\\nup our tents for the night. Just got them up when an\\norder came for the whole regiment to go on picket. Then\\nthe rain came down by the bucketful, and constant firing\\nwas kept up all night. The supply train can t get up, and\\nwe are on half rations. I have seen fellows offer twenty-\\nfive and fifty cents for a hard tack. In passing a battery\\nnear us yesterday I saw a fellow from our regiment picking\\nup a few grains of corn which a battery horse had left. We\\nare having rough times, sure! It won t last long, though,\\nand I don t mind it at all while I am well.\\nWe haven t been under fire now for several days,\\nthough we can hear cannon now and then on our right.\\nWe were under fire almost a month every day from the\\ntenth of May to the first of June, skirmishing or fighting.\\nWe had over eight hundred men for duty at Wauhatchie,\\nand now haven t four hundred half of us killed, wounded,\\nand played out. And this, I m afraid, is only the begin-\\nning.\\nOn June fourteenth. Lieutenant Grubbs: We are mud-\\nbound. Almost incessant rain for a week past has ren-\\ndered the roads so near impassable that as unwieldy a body\\nas an army can scarcely move at all. I wish you could\\nhave seen us in our camp, or rather stopping place, yester-\\nday and day before. From morning to night there was\\nscarce a moment s cessation of rain; it overflowed our", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "128 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nditches and came streaming into our tents. Blankets, oil-\\ncloths, clothes, and everything else were wet.\\nSeveral letters refer to the affair at Golgotha or New\\nHope Church as an occasion when The First Brigade went\\nout to feel the enemy and got felt. J. M. Wills: I\\nheard General Butterfield tell our brigade commander that\\nhe wanted him to make a reconnaissance only, and let the\\nright of his brigade rest on the road that ran out toward\\nthe enemy. The Seventieth was on the right and moved\\noff at the command, but had not gone far until it found\\nthe enemy s pickets in their pits. Then came the order\\nto charge double-quick, and with a Hoosier yell we went\\nfor them, and for some minutes it was hard to tell who\\nwould get in first, the rebs or the Yanks. In making\\nthat charge our regiment was thrown to the right of the\\nroad in an open field, and we pursued the enemy through\\nthat field and into a wood within three or four hundred\\nyards of his breastworks, which were as strong as science\\nand labor could make them.\\nWhen we came upon their abaftis and chcvaux dc frisc,\\nwhich were almost impassable, we halted. In a few\\nminutes the enemy began to pay us his respects with solid\\nshot, and kept it up until nightfall. Orders came for every\\nman to protect himself as best he could, so some lay flat\\nupon the ground, some behind chunks and logs and some\\nbehind trees. We remained in that position for four long\\nhours, and had a number killed, and all by solid shot from\\nthe battery. When night came we were relieved by a\\nMichigan regiment, and, going to the rear, prepared some-\\nthing to eat, then took up the march and were put to mak-\\ning works for our protection on the front line. I used", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 129\\nmy bayonet to dig with, and others moved the dirt with\\nboards.\\nU. H. Farr: At Golgotha, or New Hope Church, we\\nwere formed in line for an attack, and advanced across\\nundulating fields into rather thin woods. There we found\\nthe rebel skirmishers in strong force, who fell back slowly,\\nloading and firing deliberately. At each report one of our\\nboys would fall. This was more trying to men s nerves\\nthan being in battle, for there shot could be returned for\\nshot. When we came to where the bushes had been cut\\ndown, and could see the top of the enemy s works. Col-\\nonel Harrison commanded his regiment to fix bayonets\\nand said: Men, the enemy s works are just ahead of us,\\nbut we will go right over them. Forward! Double-quick!\\nMarch! Every man sprang forward with a yell, and we\\nsoon came to a dirt road, where a terrific volley was fired\\ninto us, from what we supposed was the reserved skir-\\nmishers of the enemy. We saw the flash of their guns and\\ndropped to the ground, so the volley did us but Httle\\nharm. Then we were up and went forward with a rush and\\na yell across a little field into -another strip of heavy oak\\nwoods. When close up to the chevaux de frise the enemy\\nopened on us from a battery, and continued to pour shot\\nand shell into us for several hours. We would await a\\ndischarge from a cannon and instantly fire at the flash,\\nknowing from what we had seen of their works before,\\nthat protecting sand-bags were arranged to fall as soon as\\nthe cannon sprang back from the port hole. We did exe-\\ncution with their gunners, as was seen by the pools of\\nblood where their guns stood when we occupied the works\\ntwo days later,\\nWe kept the fight going till it began to grow dusk,", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "130 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwhen the order was passed along the line to cease firing\\nand we were relieved by the Nineteenth Michigan. About\\nmidnight we marched to the front again, going to the left\\nand taking position, then gathered logs and built breast-\\nworks. As soon as daylight of the sixteenth came, the\\nenemy s skirmishers poured in such a terrific fire that our\\nskirmish line had to be reinforced. This skirmishing was\\nthe most severe we experienced at any time on the Atlanta\\ncampaign, and many of our men were killed or wounded.\\nBoth lines being heavy, the contest was more like a battle\\nthan a skirmish. Batteries, twelve guns in all, were placed\\nin our breastworks, and the uproar caused by their dis-\\ncharge and by the shells sent from the enemy made the\\nday long to be remembered.\\nNot far from Marietta, June nineteenth, Ketcham writes:\\nWe started on our journey again after the rebels, and on\\nthe afternoon of the fifteenth got into a fight. We ran\\non one of their strong forts, and how we ever got out\\nagain is wonderful. They had eight guns playing against\\nour regiment. The shot and shell were terrible, but only\\nsome forty were wounded and a few torn all to pieces.\\nSome had very narrow escapes. A bullet struck a spy-glass\\nin Major Ragan s pocket and afterward a cannon-ball cut\\nhis belt in two, and only bruised him. One man had his\\nhaversack torn all to pieces, another his gun bent like a\\nhoop. After dark we went back for ammunition. The\\nmen had nearly all shot their sixty rounds. After mid-\\nnight we went forward again and built breastworks. All\\nday we fought behind our breastworks, and the rebels\\nbehind theirs. The skirmishers out in front did most of\\nthe fighting. We lost several wounded during the day.\\nI was making a detail, when a ball passed under my chin", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 131\\nand struck a man right by me. I have a ball in my pocket\\nnow that hit me. It was a spent ball and didn t hurt.\\nToward evening the rebels opened eight guns on us\\nfor about ten minutes, but did not hurt a man. Next day\\nthe rebels fell back, and we followed, passing through the\\nfort. This fort was the strongest I ever saw. The rebels\\nhad cut down trees in front, and sharpened every limb, so\\nthat a rabbit could hardly have got nearer than ten feet.\\nWe flanked them, though, and they had to skedaddle. That\\nday we had advanced in line of battle, but were not in\\nthe front line. Had a rest that night and all the next day,\\nthough it rained in torrents.\\nTo-day is shower and sunshine, and we are encamped\\nin an open field, the first time for nearly two months. Glad\\nto get out of the thick woods, where we were nearly tor-\\nmented to death by bugs, ants, scorpions, snakes and\\ncreeping things of every description. A black snake two\\nfeet long came crawling up by my side one day while I\\nwas lying in my tent. You better believe I jumped. One\\nten feet long was killed not far from where I was sleeping.\\nJ. M. Wills: From the seventeenth of June to the\\ntwenty-first we slowly followed the retreating enemy, do-\\ning little but skirmish till we reached the base of Kenesaw\\nMountain. On the twenty-third we moved to the right\\nthrough sparsely timbered ground nearly to the edge of a\\ncornfield, on the opposite side of which, a few hundred\\nyards distant, were the rebel works. We carried logs and\\nrails through a field of dewberries, and the temptation was\\ngreat to pick the fruit, even though the sharpshooters were\\ndoing their best to pick us off. With bayonets for picks,\\nhands and messpans for shovels, we soon had a good\\nstrong Hne of works. The enemy came out on our right", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "132 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nin front of the Twenty-third Corps and gave battle. Gen-\\neral Butterfield s batteries, which we were supporting,\\npoured in shot and shell and the attack was soon over.\\nAn officer writes: In the midst of battle, June twenty-\\nseventh. A terrible fight is raging all along the line, but\\nas it is made our duty to hold the center and prevent the\\nenemy from breaking through, I can lie under the breast-\\nworks and beneath the flying balls and pencil a few lines to\\nyou. We have rumors of our repulse on the left, but no\\ndependence can be placed on reports here, as every soldier\\nhas his mouth and ears full of them.\\nMy experience leads me to believe that about one-fifth\\nof the Confederates fight as well as our best troops, sur-\\npassing us in bitterness and desperation, but on an average\\nour soldiers are much superior to theirs. In numberless\\ncases we have carried their works, but I have yet to learn\\nof one attack upon us in which they have been successful.\\nIt would be wise, however, to write little on this sub-\\nject, as we are in a position before which the enemy is\\nsupposed to be massing his forces, and we may not be able\\nto hold our ground. It is hard to write, the battery we are\\nsupporting keeps up such an uproar, almost lifting one s\\nscalp at each discharge. When the war ends I am going\\nto retire to the wilderness every Fourth of July to pre-\\nvent myself from hearing the hideous noise made by ex-\\nploding gunpowder.\\nJust as this point I had occasion to call out, Tut on\\nyour shirt and accoutrements, sir! This is no time to be\\nlooking for vermin. One of the horrors of this kind of\\nlife is that the men s bodies and clothes are alive, and\\nnothing can be done to relieve them, as they have no\\nchange of clothing and seldom have an opportunity to", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING I33\\nbathe. The officer can escape the affliction, but the poor\\nprivate drags his tormented carcass in utter hopelessness\\nto the end of the campaign.\\nEvery man from Colonel down to private is broken\\nout horribly, and cannot enjoy a moment s rest for the\\nintolerable itching. Such things may appear only disgust-\\ning to you, but I consider them as constituting the chief\\nhardship of the soldier, and the man who endures them\\nfor his country is worthy of the highest respect.\\nAgain he writes, July first: I had to laugh at Jane s\\nprescription for my health, in which she tells me to have\\nJerry toast me a slice of bread, to take so much butter and\\nsuch a quantity of tea, and a Httle cinnamon, and, if ap-\\nproved, a pinch of ground cloves mixed in a bowl. Bless\\nher kind, suggestive heart! Doesn t she know that from\\nbread to bowl we are lacking, and that she might as well\\nprescribe ice cream to be eaten from a golden goblet, three\\ntimes daily? As for the pudding that we are to bake in a\\nskillet, tell her that our only cooking utensils are a fruit\\ncan for coffee and a tin bucket in which Jerry fries the\\nmeat. The bucket Jerry stole. He wasn t gwine to hab\\neverything stold from him and not have nothin to cook\\nin.\\nU. H. Farr: On July second an order came for the\\nskirmishers to be called in and for the men to load and\\nshoot from the works at the enemy s works, and this inces-\\nsant fire was kept up for several hours. A little after mid-\\nnight on July third I was listening at the breastworks. The\\nstillness was oppressive. The firing along the Hues had\\nbeen continuous for many days, but now all at once an\\nominous quiet had fallen. Suddenly the report of a rifle\\nrang out, and I heard a ball strike the rebel works plainly.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "134 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nA man near them cried out, Don t shoot, I m coming!\\nThen for a few minutes everything was as still as if no hu-\\nman being was within a thousand miles. Then came\\nwafted across the cornfield the same voice, Where are you,\\nYank? I m coming. Then the voice of the man who\\nshot, Here I am, lay down your gun and come on. Then\\nthe reb All right, I ve laid it down. I m coming After\\nfour or five minutes the reb called, Where are you? and\\nwas answered, Here! and then he spoke out loud and dis-\\ntinct, Why don t you all go on and take possession of the\\nworks; there is no one in them. Our army left them hours\\nago?\\nSoon the camp was in a bustle, fires were burning,\\nbreakfast was eaten, and before light a long line had\\nclimbed over the enemy s breastworks and were hurrying\\nafter the retreating foe. About a mile in rear of these\\nworks we came to a log church, and some prisoners we\\nhad taken told us that the day we fired from the works\\nsome of the bullets came that far and killed some men,\\nshowing that 6ur rifles would throw balls more than a mile\\nwith sufficient force to kill.\\nWe were continually picking up stragglers who cam.e\\nout of the thickets or ravines and surrendered, saying they\\nhad enough of the war, and that it was no use to fight any\\nlonger. One can easily imagine how this cheered us, for\\nwe saw the end coming, and the time approaching when\\nsoldier life would be over and we could enjoy our peace-\\nful homes.\\nA little before noon we came in collision with a rebel\\nbattery stationed on a hill about a mile distant. Battery\\nI, First Michigan, was brought up and placed on an ele-\\nvation near an old cotton gin, and our brigade was formed", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 135\\njust behind it, so as to act as support in case of attack by\\ninfantry. An artillery duel soon began, each side sending\\nshells into the other as fast as possible. The men from our\\nbrigade were lying down some sixty feet behind the bat-\\ntery, and the shells from the enemy s guns could be seen\\nfor a half mile or more before reaching us, coming gen-\\nerally end over end. Many of them passed entirely beyond\\nus and stirred up the musicians, cooks and all who made\\nit a business to stay in the rear during a fight. Most of\\nthe shells fell, however, among the battery men or horses,\\nor, passing them, dropped among the infantry. Occasion-\\nally a shell plowed under some of our boys who were lying\\ndown, threw them into the air, and emerged from the\\nearth to burst in the rear. Things soon became exciting,\\nfor the enemy was getting the range of our position, and\\nwas cutting his fuses so accurately that nearly every shell\\nburst in our midst. Finally a shell penetrated a caisson\\nthat was full of ammunition and caused it to explode, send-\\ning its contents in every direction, killing a man, a horse,\\nand wounding two men.\\nGeneral Hooker ordered up another battery, and\\nclimbing into the cotton gin, field-glass in hand, began to\\nlook over the position of the enemy s battery, and to see if\\nthe shots from our guns fell right. The enemy saw him\\nenter the gin, and dropping a shell or two into it forced\\nhim to evacuate it rapidly. As the duel was being too\\nmuch prolonged, another battery of our division was\\nbrought up, soon ending the contest. Our column moved\\nforward at a rapid pace and went into camp at sundown.\\nThe weather was very hot, and many of our men fell from\\nthe ranks and were kept alive by their comrades pouring\\ncold water on their heads, then fanning and rubbing them.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "136 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nLieutenant S. B. Robertson s diary: We were awak-\\nened this morning at two o clock and ordered to get break-\\nfast and be ready to march at dayhght, as the enemy had\\nleft our front. We started about half-past five, and after\\nmarching four miles came in sight of a battery which\\nshelled us. We got up a Michigan battery, which replied,\\nand when both parties ceased firing we advanced one-half\\nmile in a piece of woods to support another battery, which\\nhad opened a brisk fire on the enemy. When the enemy\\nfell back our boys made coffee and resumed the march.\\nAfter marching and countermarching over every ridge in\\nGeorgia, as it seemed to us, we found ourselves three miles\\nsouth of the point which we left in the morning, and\\nbivouacked about sunset. July fourth: At early dawn\\nthe camps were enlivened by several bands playing the na-\\ntional airs. In the evening we were again cheered with\\nmusic.\\nLieutenant Grubbs: The enemy evacuated his strong\\nposition on the night of the second of July, and on the\\nmorning of the third we pursued. We passed through four\\nlines of works, the last two so strong and skillfully con-\\nstructed that it would seem no column could successfully\\ncharge them. About four miles out we came upon them\\non a ridge with a battery planted and commanding the\\nroad we were advancing upon. They opened upon us be-\\nfore we got into position, and for a time hurried our move-\\nments up a Httle. But we soon got into line, put a battery\\ninto position, and returned shell for shell. For about an\\nhour it was an exceedingly hot place; shot and shell flew\\nover us and burst above us entirely too closely for -our\\ncomfort or content. We lay in column on the ridge of a\\nhill and fortunately most of their balls either plunged into", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "MARCHING AND FIGHTING 137\\nthe bank in front of us or passed screaming over us. Some\\nplowed up the ground among the ranks, but not a man of\\nthe Seventieth was killed. Two shells burst in our battery,\\nwhich we were supporting, killing one man and wounding\\ntwo others, together with several horses. I assure you it\\nwas not a desirable place at all. I could see the shell\\npassing as plainly as you can see a bird flying through the\\nair. But we soon routed them and pursued the march.\\nI think their army is fast becoming demoralized. Up to\\nnoon on the third I saw two hundred and fifty deserters,\\nall of whom came into the lines of our brigade. They\\nseemed as rejoiced as schoolboys on hohday, glad to get\\nout and glad to see our columns. We marched ten miles\\non the third and went into camp at sundown. On the\\nfourth there was music and shouting and general rejoicing.\\nAt three o clock we were ordered forward, and after march-\\ning eight miles put up works. On the sixth we marched\\nsix miles to our present position, within view from tree-\\ntops of Atlanta.\\nU. H. Farr: Tn some places along the Chattahoochie\\nRiver a truce would be arranged between the pickets, and\\nthe men would trade rations. Our boys had coffee and\\nhardtack and the Rebs had tobacco and corn-bread, so\\nthey would strip, find shallow places, wade into the mid-\\ndle of the stream and exchange.\\nLieutenant Robertson: Wednesday, July thirteenth,\\nCaptain Sleeth went to corps sutlers and got four cans\\nof fresh peaches at one dollar and fifty cents per can. Sun-\\nday, July seventeenth. The day is fine and bright. We\\nhad our weekly inspection at eight o clock, and divine ser-\\nvice at nine, conducted by Chaplain Allen, who gave our", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "138 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ncompany four housewives, which were drawn for by lot-\\ntery.\\nAnother officer writes: I had a funny experience about\\ntwo o clock on the morning of the twentieth, while I was\\ngoing around the picket lines as division officer of the day.\\nIn making my way through the woods from one post to\\nanother, I became confused and wandered between the\\ntwo lines until I lost all idea as to which was which. There\\nwas no resource but, as the boys say, to chance it. After\\nfloundering about as quietly as possible, I came at last upon\\nsome logs that certainly indicated a picket post. Creep-\\ning cautiously toward it with my pistol cocked, for I didn t\\npropose to be taken prisoner, I was chilled by seeing a\\nhead, on which was a light-colored, broad-brimmed som-\\nbrero, such as the Southerners wear, rise from behind the\\nlogs. The sentinel should have called Halt, but I spoke\\nfirst: What regiment? and my bones froze as he an-\\nswered, Twenty-first Kentucky! since for the instant Ken-\\ntucky meant Confederate. Then, as the contrary thought\\nand hope flashed into my mind, flashed out, as I prepared\\nto shoot and run, What corps? Fourth corps, was the\\nreply. The chill vanished, my bones grew warm as I calm-\\nly asked, Which way are the Twentieth corps pickets?\\nHowever I could not keep from meditating on the bad\\ntaste of a Union soldier wearing a hat taken from a dead\\nConfederate, and so giving me the worst scare of the cam-\\npaign.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "J-;^^\\nIL", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IX.\\nTHE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK\\nOn the seventeenth of July, 1864, our regiment moved\\nto the left and crossed the Chattahoochie river above Vin-\\ning s Station, and about eleven o clock on the twentieth\\npassed over Peach Tree Creek, a deep and muddy stream,\\non a bridge of rails and poles, and stacked arms in the\\nbottomland not far from the water. The men soon scat-\\ntered, some getting dinner, some going to the creek, some\\npicking blackberries. About the middle of the afternoon\\nthe skirmishers on the hill in front began to fire at a furious\\nrate, and some of our men who had gone up to get a\\nview of the enemy came hurrying down the hill at a break-\\nneck pace. Everybody in our command was rushing into\\nline, the officers calling to men, Fall in! Fall in! and\\nthe men exclaiming, O God, boys, they are out of their\\nworks! We ve got em now!\\nThen came the order, Forward, double-quick! and ofiE\\nwe rushed. We could see the skirmish line doubling its\\nefforts in loading and shooting from behind the few rails\\nused for protection. Just as we reached the top of a low\\nridge, about one-third as high as the big hill and parallel\\nto it, and were about two-thirds of the way from the creek\\nto that hill, we saw the collision between the Confederates\\nand our skirmishers, the latter being forced back, loading\\nand firing as they yielded. The One Hundred and Twenty-\\nninth Illinois was formed in front of the Seventieth Indi-\\nana, but when it had passed over the ridge down into a\\nravine, we fired a volley over its head and lay down. As\\n139", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "I40 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe enemy, attracted by the fact that our division was the\\nonly one unprotected by breastworks, came rushing over\\nthe hill, the Illinois troops obliqued to the right and gave\\nthe Indiana men a chance to move forward. Down the\\nridge we went, through the sassafras bushes, over a gully\\nsome four feet wide and seven feet deep, up the high hill,\\non the top of which were the piles of rails thrown to-\\ngether by the skirmishers. The Confederate line broke in\\nour regimental front and fled down the hill, but on the\\nright a few hundred of the enemy made a determined fight\\nto stem the tide of the brigade s advance. There is a\\nstruggle for and the capture of flags by the regiments of\\nour brigade to the right, and then the hand-to-hand con-\\ntest is over.\\nAs our adversaries hastened down the hill and through\\na wide field in the direction of Atlanta, volley after volley\\nwas poured after them, dotting the field with the dead and\\ndying. Along the slope of the hill inclining toward the\\ncity, deep gutters had been washed by the rains, and the\\nfoe had hidden in them as a protection from the infantry.\\nSome of these washes were subjected to an enfilading fire\\nfrom the batteries. The next day these ravines were found\\nto be filled with the mangled remains of Confederate sol-\\ndiers. A retreating regiment left a flag with the stafif stuck\\nin the ground about a quarter of a mile in our front. As\\nnight approached a couple of our men added it to the six\\nalready captured by the Third Division. In the course\\nof the afternoon as the supply of ammunition ran low,\\nmen from each company were sent to the ordnance wagons\\nin the rear for boxes of cartridges. We had seen famish-\\ning men crowd for food and water, but now there was a\\ngreater rush for powder and ball. As soon as the enemy", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK I4I\\nhad been driven from the top of the hill every rail and\\nchunk that could be found was used to form a breastwork.\\nJust after the Seventieth had won its final position on\\nPeach Tree Heights, while the rattle of musketry was al-\\nmost drowned in the awful roar of the artillery, for it was\\nnot only cannon to right of them, cannon to left of them,\\nbut cannon behind them also, firing over their heads, an\\naide came dashing up to the officer in command of the\\nregiment, exclaiming, General Sherman sends word,\\nHold your ground and he will take Atlanta before sun-\\ndown. The response was: We ll die right here, which\\ndoubtless voiced the determination of every man who held\\nthat hill. The men were ready for the sacrifice, but many\\nmore patriots than compose a regiment gave their lives\\nbefore Atlanta fell.\\nThe scenes of the battlefield are never to be forgotten.\\nThe Mexican war veteran, Captain Carson, empties his\\npistol at the enemy after he had aligned his company, and\\nexclaims as the One Hundred and Twenty-ninth obliques\\nto the right and gives the left wing of the Seventieth free-\\ndom to move: Colonel, can t we go forward? Captain\\nEndsley, another Mexican veteran, shouts, The day is ours,\\nbut keep back there on the left. Captain Matlock laugh-\\ningly answers an anxious inquiry as he is assisted from the\\nfield: Yes, hit just as I expected. Matthias Stuck, faint\\nfrom the uphill race and from the sight of a dead comrade,\\nasks the officer in command of the regiment to let him\\nshift his position, so that his head may be shaded by a\\nsassafras bush, but is restored to his senses by a bullet\\nthrough the leg, so as to be able jokingly to ask\\nif he can t find a shade a little farther back. Captain Mere-\\ndith, who ought to be in the hospital, moves at the head", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "242 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nof his company with countenance in which pain and tri-\\numph mingle. Acting Adjutant Cox, beautiful as a girl,\\nbrave as a Hon, rushes through the left of the Illinois regi-\\nment to the hilltop, his form as he reaches the crest out-\\nlined against the sky, waves his hat exultantly, and beck-\\nons a command Forward! for no voice could be heard in\\nllie uproar. Hundreds of brave names and brave incidents\\nwould be mentioned, were memory called on to tell all the\\noccurrences of that eventful afternoon.\\nCaptain Meredith: A few days before the battle of\\nPeach Tree Creek, while the regiment was advancing in\\nline. Private Matthias Stuck was discovered loitering in\\nthe rear gathering dewberries, which were plenty, ripe and\\nluscious. I spoke to him, Stuck, what are you doing\\nthere? Step up to your place in the ranks; we may be\\nengaged directly. Stuck arose from his knees, holding his\\ngun with his left hand; he had been gathering berries with\\nhis right, and said, with a salute, I ll get right into my\\nplace. Captain. Just then a stray bullet from the rebels\\nwhirred along, grazed Stuck s leg between knee and thigh,\\nand punctured his trousers. Golly, said he. Look at that,\\nCaptain Yes, I see, sir, I replied. If you had been at\\nyour place in the ranks you wouldn t have got that.\\nThat s so, said Stuck, and cheerfully joined his company.\\nShortly after we encountered the enemy s fire I saw Stuck\\nholding his gun in his left hand, using it as a cane, while\\nhe was making a tourniquet of his right. There was a\\nfearful bullet hole in his leg. Yes, I see that you are\\nwounded, I exclaimed, as the soldier approached. Get\\ndown to the hill in the rear as soon as you can and be cared\\nfor. But the soldier continued to approach, halted, bowed\\nand said, I just wanted to tell you, Cap, that if I had been", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 143\\nback there gathering dewberries I wouldn t have got this.\\nIt is possible that the shot that found him under the sassa-\\nfras bush would have missed him in the ranks.\\nThose who have read the Red Badge of Courage can\\neasily see where the author got his idea of a battle, not in\\nthe front line, but in the rear. The hillside and valley be-\\nhind the advancing lines were alive with non-combatants,\\ncowards, cooks, and mules laden with frying pans, rushing\\nwildly from the impending storm. Juniper, the cook for\\nCompany B, was a powerful negro. He could take a barrel\\nof whisky by the chines and drink from the bung. It was\\namusing to hear him tell how his long legs helped him to\\nbeat the Fourth Corps down dat ar hill. No, sir! Didn t\\nsee no Seventieth Rigement boys runnin When I struck\\nde crick I runned out on a long log and jumped, but went\\nchock in de mud way bove my knees. Didn t have no\\ntime to lif one foot till a soger, and den a nigga, lit wif\\nbof feet on my back, and went a flyen to de shore. Dar\\ndis chile war stuck in de mud, playen leap-frog wid dat\\nar whole coah.\\nJ. H. Kelly: We advanced in two lines, the One Hun-\\ndred and Twenty-ninth Illinois in our front. Just as the\\nSeventieth reached the top of a low ridge and the One\\nHundred and Twenty-ninth a small ravine in our front\\nthe enemy came pouring over the hill. Both regiments\\nopened fire, the one in front from the ravine, and the\\nSeventieth from its more exposed position on the ridge.\\nThe rebel lines continued to advance in face of our two\\nlines of fire. The lay of the ground enabled the second\\nline to fire over the heads of the first. The rebels were\\nlosing heavily, and began to halt, waver, kink up, and_\\nfinally break for the rear. Their front line in going back", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "144 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nbroke up their two rear lines; so there was a complete rout.\\nIn the morning we gathered and buried sixty rebel dead in\\na space the length of our regiment.\\nAn officer writes home: As twilight crept slowly over\\nthe scene, the hideous clamor of battle ceased, and a won-\\ndrous quiet took possession of the hillside. Men in low\\ntones inquired of the wounded and spoke of the dead. In\\nevery heart was a strange conflict, exultation over the vic-\\ntory and grief over the fallen. I had been in charge of\\nthe pickets of our division the day and night before, and\\nnow gentle sleep, nature s soft nurse, was frighted and\\nwould not steep my senses in forgetfulness. All night\\nlong I sat on an ammunition box looking out toward\\nAtlanta, so near and yet so far, or up to the stars, chilled\\nby the unpitying way they held themselves aloof from the\\nawful suffering beneath. In long lines on either side of\\nme lay the exhausted heroes wrapped in their blankets,\\nbut clinging to their rifles. In the solemn stillness of mid-\\nnight, questions never answered came with overwhelming\\npower. Why are men forever dashing themselves against\\nand over the breastworks that separate life from death?\\nWhy should these youthful sleepers, many of whom, with\\nall their manliness, have not yet entered on manhood, fling\\nall away and rush into the unknown? Why, amid death\\nscenes that should be terrifying, and carnage that is re-\\nvolting, is one lifted up into a thrilling consciousness of\\nimmortality? Mystery of mysteries, all is mystery.\\nColor Sergeant Frank H. Huron: As soon as the dark-\\nness stopped the firing, I took my canteen and those\\nof two dead men lying beside me, and filling them from\\nthe little brook in our rear, went to the wounded rebels in\\nour immediate front, w^ho were crying for water. After", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK I45\\na few trips I found myself perhaps two hundred yards in\\nadvance of our line, giving water to one whose feeble cry\\nhad drawn me to him. While he was drinking I heard the\\nclick of a musket, and turning quickly, saw by the starlight\\na man not twenty feet away, half hidden in a ditch washed\\nout by the rains, with bayonet fixed and gun leveled at me.\\nTo say that I abhorred a man who would shoot another\\nwhile he was giving water to his wounded comrades is\\nputting it too mildly. I wanted to kill him so bad that\\nI could taste it, but just then a faint voice behind him\\ncalled, For God s sake, somebody give me a drink of\\nwater, and my decision was made in a moment. I would\\ngo to the man who was ready to shoot me, as if he were\\nthe one who was calling, give him a canteen, and while he\\nwas drinking, would snatch his gun, whirl it round, and if\\nhe didn t surrender, bayonet him before he could dodge.\\nHe left his bayonet pointing toward me until I was almost\\nagainst it, then drew it to one side, when I saw there were\\ntwo others beside him squatted down in the ditch with\\nguns in their hands and bayonets fixed, and I knew they\\nintended to take me in. One canteen was empty, so I\\ncould not get the three drinking at once, but I handed\\nthem the two containing some water, thinking one of them\\nat least would lose his gun while drinking, and if they killed\\nme I would first get one or more of them. Death was\\nbetter than Andersonville. But they began drinking, hold-\\ning their guns on the other side of the ditch, with the third\\nman watching. Just then the weak voice behind them\\ncalled again, Oh, for one drink of w^ater, water, water! I\\ncalled to him I would bring him some, and asked them not\\nto drink it all, and I would bring them some more (but I\\ndidn t intend to do it). They left a little in one canteen.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "146 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nand I went past them to the other man, thinking to get his\\ngun, but he had none in sight. Then I decided to make\\na zig-zag run for our line and risk them hitting me, but as\\nthe man drained the last drop and begged for more, I\\npromised to return as soon as I could fill the canteens, and\\nstarted back past them, thinking it safer to make them\\nbelieve I was coming back with more water than to run.\\nJust as I got to them an impulse seized me to take them\\nin. So I began telling them, if they were not too badly\\nwounded, I could help them in to our surgeons, who would\\ntake as much pains with them as with our own soldiers;\\nand of our hospital supplies, especially the good eating,\\nand the women nurses, and the splendid barracks and good\\nliving they would have after leaving the hospital, or the\\nimmediate freedom if they wanted to take the oath and\\nquit fighting; that everything was so plenty in the North\\nwe could take the best care of them, and as their comrades\\nknew they were wounded they would of course expect\\nthem to be captured, and it would be perfectly honorable\\nfor them to go where they could be best cared for. I\\npledged them all this on the honor of a soldier, but was\\ngetting uneasy, wondering what to say more, when one\\nof them blurted out, What do you say, boys? and another\\nanswered, Darned if I care, and I instantly took hold of\\ntheir guns, pulling them as though it was understood that\\nI should have them, and they let go. I pitched one gun\\nbehind me and took the gun from the other man before\\nhe had time to protest, and remarking that I would carry\\nthe guns and they could help each other, I took a step\\ntoward our lines, and all three of them climbed out of. their\\nditch and walked with me, saying just before we got to", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 147\\nwhere the surgeons were sawing off arms and legs, that\\nthey didn t need any doctors.\\nIt was often the painful duty of an officer to announce\\nsad tidings to relatives, or to transmit to them information\\nadditional to the dreadful news already harshly proclaimed\\nby the telegraph. The following letter tells its own mourn-\\nful story:\\nHeadquarters First Brigade, Third Division, Twentieth Army\\nCorps,\\nIn the trenches before Atlanta.\\nMalcolm A. Lowes, Esq.:\\nMy Dear Sir Your son was interred with all care possible\\nin a box of heavy dressed lumber found in a mill near the\\nbattlefield, and the place of his burial can easily be identified\\nshould you desire at any time to disinter his remains. I trust\\nyou will permit me to tender you, his bereaved parents, and\\nto the young wife, whose widowhood has followed so soon\\nupon her bridal, my heartfelt sympathy in the heavy grief\\nwhich has fallen upon you. Your son s courage and enthus-\\niasm led him into the fight when his condition of health might\\nwell have excused his remaining in the rear. The only sources\\nof consolation to which I can direct you are the promises of\\nGod to the afflicted, and the fact that your son fell bravely\\nfighting for the country and government of Washington and\\nthe Fathers.\\nI am, sir, very truly yours,\\nBENJ. HARRISON.\\nRarely is it that the joy that accompanies successful\\nconflict is not followed by profoundest grief. Thoughts\\nof the courage and loyalty of those, who in their death\\ngave the full measure of patriotic devotion, for the time\\nat least, envelope all hearts in the deepest gloom. The\\ninspiration that comes from contemplation of their lofty\\nheroism is not for the present, but for the future, when", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "148 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe awful sacrifice has been glorified by the lapse of years.\\nIt was animating to see young life expanding as duties\\nwere discharged, difBculties overcome, hardships en-\\ndured, sickness disregarded, and death confronted. But\\njust as the boy stood on the threshold of manhood, prom-\\nising everything glorious to home and country, to one\\nseeing him cold, dead, gone forever, there could be no\\nv^^ords, or if any, only Burke s cry, What shadows we are;\\nwhat shadows we pursue.\\nAn of^cer writes: You can t tell anything about a\\nman until he is tried. There was in our regiment a long,\\nloose, gawky, simple fellow, just filling the idea some peo-\\nple have of a Hoosier, who was astonishingly changed by\\nthe thunder and blood of Resaca. He was a new man. His\\neyes were bright. His face was thoughtful. He even\\nmoved with a manliness you might call dignity. He con-\\ntinued to improve and develop until he fell before Atlanta.\\nI venture to say that man lived more in his last three\\nmonths than in all the twenty preceding years. I ve seen\\nothers fine at talking, good at understanding, right enough\\nin feeling perhaps, lose command of themselves and slink\\nto the rear, to be ordered with scorn and curses to the\\npicket line in front.\\nOne who fell in this battle, James C. Spaulding, can\\nstand for many that might be mentioned, did space permit,\\nwho quietly did their duty and gave their lives for their\\ncountry. The advantages his widowed mother was able\\nto give him before he entered the army were but few, so\\nhe was known only as a private in the rear rank. The\\nthought of ever attaining the position even of corporal\\nseemed not to have entered his mind. His voice was sel-\\ndom heard except at roll call, or in halting one who ap-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 149\\npreached his post. But nothing kept the stripling from\\nhis allotted work, and at last, in the roar of battle, his\\ncomrades found that the boy had become a man and the\\nman a hero. Truly the Union was bought with a great\\nprice, for the men who are moving heaven and earth for\\nposition are plentiful, but many an ingenuous lad who for-\\ngot himself in devotion to duty sleeps on the hillsides of\\nGeorgia, and the country is the poorer for his loss.\\nU. H. Farr: The next morning after the battle the\\nrebel dead were buried in trenches about six feet wide and\\ntwenty feet long. During the day General Hooker, accom-\\npanied by his stafif, rode down the line from left to right\\nto congratulate the men on the result of the battle. He\\nhad not proceeded far when he was shown a captured\\nbattle flag, and in complimenting the exhibitors he took\\nofif his hat and bowed his head. Putting it on again he\\nstarted forward, but had not gone far till another flag was\\nshown him, and as every few steps a captured flag was\\nbrought to view, he concluded it was not worth while to\\nwear his hat, so he held it in his hand and rode slowly\\ndown the line of works, bestowing praises amid the men,\\nwho made his passage a triumphal procession.\\nJ. H. Kelly: General Hooker resigned command of\\nthe Twentieth Army Corps, and as he rode along the line\\ntaking leave of the ofificers and men, a mortally wounded\\nrebel soldier heard the men cheering and inquired what\\nit meant. He was told Hooker was coming. He requested\\nsome one to raise him up to see him go by, for he had\\nheard so much about him and wanted to see him before\\nhe died.\\nJ. L. Ketcham, July twenty-first: We had a glorious\\nfight yesterday. I don t know the results of the whole", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "150 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nfight, but our division repulsed the rebels and threw up\\nworks on the battlefield, where they lay killed and wounded,\\nfive to our one, that I know.\\nAt midnight we were ordered to get ready, and at\\ndaybreak we pushed forward. Halted at noon in a corn-\\nfield and ate a cracker for dinner the sun so terribly hot.\\nOur division was so fortunate this time as to have an open\\nfield. The Fourth Corps, on our left, and the other divi-\\nsions of our corps had woods to fight in. We were soon\\nin line of battle, and waited for orders in the hot sun. The\\nbattle began at four o clock and lasted until after dark.\\nIt began on the Fourth Corps; they were a little in advance\\nof the line and had all their non-combatants with them.\\nOf all the skedaddling, running and confusion! I never\\nsaw the beat! It amused us at first, but when the firing\\nbegan on our line amusement sobered into alarm. Then\\nthe hot work began on the left. Both right and left sent\\nto Hooker for reinforcements. All the answer they got\\nwas, Forward! Fighting Joe had his bodyguard (so\\nI hear from Colonel Harrison) draw their sabers and push\\nforward the skulking parties of those who asked for rein-\\nforcements. At this moment we advanced. On we moved\\nin steady line; we couldn t see the rebs yet. Colonel\\nMerrill will take that cedar knoll. When we reached the\\ntop our lines weren t in so good a shape the lines of our\\ndivision I mean. But no wonder. Some regiments had\\na steep hill to climb, to pass through a cornfield, through\\nthickets, blackberry bushes, to cross a creek and a deep\\ngutter, all of which our regiment did before we at last\\nreached the top of the cedar knoll. And there were the\\nJohnny rebs on a ridge just opposite us advancing on us.\\nThe thickets, blackberry bushes and small but deep", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 151\\nravines offered a good place for skulkers. One little cuss\\nstopped and commenced picking blackberries. A regi-\\nment on our right had nice ground to advance on and\\nwas ahead the lieutenant-colonel and a rebel colonel were\\nin a hand-to-hand fight for a rebel flag; but, strange to\\nsay, the rebel colonel got away, limping. Some of our\\nregiment, tired or excited, stopped on the cedar hill and\\ncommenced firing. Others were in the ravine in front and\\nstarting up the slope to meet the rebels. Now! who would\\nwin? The rebels advancing, some of our men faltering.\\nWe had nothing to fall back on but a muddy creek we\\nhad taken several hours in crossing on one small bridge.\\nHad we broken how terrible would have been the\\nslaughter our men killing their comrades and themselves\\nin trying to cross the creek! There was a desperate attack\\non our batteries on the right and left. Colonel Harrison s\\nadjutant came flying along the lines and shouting, For-\\nward! They are driving us on the right and left!\\nBut our artillery helps us. Canister shot is fired into\\nthem from the woods on our right, and we give them a\\nvolley. They halt, waver, lie down. Hurrah! They break\\nand run. Our boys take steadier aim now and advance\\nwith enthusiasm. They don t retreat without giving us\\nseveral volleys. We gain their hill, passing over their killed\\nand wounded, and lie down behind some fence rails the\\nskirmishers have thrown up and fire into them, retreating.\\nThey made several attempts to rally and recross the open\\nfield, but without success. I got a gun from a wounded\\nman, pocketed some cartridges and caps, and had several\\nshots. We were at work nearly all night throwing up\\nearthworks. We didn t suffer as much as we did at\\nResaca other regiments, though, a great deal more. Our", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "152 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nloss was five killed and twenty-seven wounded. Captain\\nMatlock and Lieutenant Reed were wounded, Englehart\\nwas wounded and Spaulding killed. Lieutenant Lowes was\\nkilled. He was sick and ought to have been in hospital,\\nbut he wouldn t stay behind. It is impossible to describe\\na battle correctly. Every one has a different story to tell.\\nSome had very narrow escapes. Captain Carson had three\\nbullet holes in his hat. Colonel Merrill had a bullet pass\\nthrough his coat sleeve. I didn t get a scratch. No one\\nknows how many narrow escapes he has in battle. It was\\na sad, sad sight to see the dead and dying on the battle-\\nfield. The rebel wounded couldn t all be taken off till\\nmorning. They lay from four o clock in the hot sun. One\\npoor fellow prayed for help; another, too far gone to pray\\nfor help from us, I heard uttering his last prayer. He was\\ndead this morning.\\nGeneral Ward is proud of his old brigade. He rides a\\nlarge, splendid looking horse, and is of pretty good size\\nhimself. When excited he pulls at his tremendous gloves.\\nHe was greatly excited when we commenced driving the\\nrebels, and jerking first at one glove, then the other, he\\ncalled out to his aid, Lieutenant Harryman of our regi-\\nment, Ha yman, Ha yman, come hea Look how the\\nFust Brigade, my old brigade, goes in! Some one tells\\na good story of General Thomas. He was standing on a\\nhill on the opposite side of the creek. He is always work-\\ning at his short, thick whiskers. When satisfied he\\nsmooths them down, when troubled he works them all out\\nof shape. The rebels were advancing on us and we on\\nthem; we met in a hollow between the cedar knoll and\\nthe hill we afterwards occupied. The general could see\\nneither party, and it was at that moment, when our right", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 153\\nand left, fighting in the woods, seemed ready to give way,\\nhe had his whiskers all out of shape. He gave orders to\\nhis bodyguard to hold the bridge across Peach Tree Creek\\nand cut down any armed soldier who attempted to cross.\\nBut when he saw the rebels running, with us after them,\\nhe took off his hat and slung it on the ground and shouted,\\nHurrah! Look at the Third Division. They re driving\\nthem! His whiskers were soon in good shape again. I\\nca.i hardly understand why the rebels lost so many. They\\nhad a long way to charge, but it was a fair, open field fight.\\nThe most of them were shot after they started to run.\\nMaj.-Gen. H. W. Slocum, in his report made September\\n29, 1864, mentions two infantry swords and scabbards cap-\\ntured July twentieth by Lieut. Charles H. Cox of Company\\nE and Private George C. Thompson of Company G. An-\\nother was captured by Private W. A. Miller of Company\\nB and turned over to the proper authorities, but seems\\nto have escaped attention.\\nHeadquarters First Brigade, Third Division, Twentieth Corps.\\nBefore Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 12th, 1864.\\nCaptain I have the honor to submit the following report\\nof the part taken by my brigade in the battle of the 20th of\\nJuly (Peach Tree Creek) After crossing Peach Tree Creek,\\non the morning of the 20th, the division was massed in a corn-\\nfield in the rear of Newton s division of the Fourth Army\\nCorps, and while in this position skirmishers were pushed\\ndown the creek to connect with those of the second division\\nof our corps, and then advanced to a point near the crest of\\na large hill in an open field, which intervened between the\\nright of General Newton s division and the left of General\\nGeary s. I was then ordered to move my brigade down the\\nvalley of the creek, and to form in line at the foot of the hill\\nreferred to, connecting my left with the Second Brigade of", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "154 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthis division (Colonel Cobum s) and my right with the left\\nof General Geary s division. On arriving at the point indi-\\ncated, I found that General Geary had already occupied the\\ncrest of the hill to which I have before referred, and that his\\nleft was resting in the edge of the timber bordering on a corn-\\nfield, W here he had some artillery in position. At this point,\\nthe whole field, which afterward became the battle ground,\\ncould be overlooked, though the crest just here was not so\\nfar advanced as that portion of the ridge afterward occupied\\nby this division. The view of the ground thus obtained en-\\nabled me to direct the movements of my brigade in the action\\nwhich followed with much greater certainty and success than\\nI could otherwise have done. When Colonel Coburn s bri-\\ngade was formed and his right established, I found that I\\ncould only have room enough for one regiment in the interval\\nbetween his right and General Geary s left, and reported this\\nfact to the division commander, when each of the other bri-\\ngade commanders were ordered to throw one regiment on a\\nsecond line and to close to the left so as to enable me to\\nbring into the first line two more regiments. This change was\\nat once executed, and my brigade was then formed in the fol-\\nlowing order, viz: In the first line, on the right, the One\\nHundred and Second Illinois Volunteer Infantry, Captain\\nWilson commanding; in the center the Seventy-ninth Ohio,\\nLieutenant-Colonel Doane, commanding, and on the left\\nthe One Hundred and Twenty-ninth Illinois Volun-\\nteer Infantry, Colonel Case commanding. In the sec-\\nond line, on the right, the One Hundred and Fifth\\nIllinois, Major Dutton commanding, and on the left,\\nthe Seventieth Indiana Volunteers, Lieutenant-Colonel\\nMerrill commanding. After these dispositions had been made\\nthe troops were permitted to rest until the residue of the line\\nshould be in readiness for the attack, which it was intended to\\nmake upon the enemy s lines. In front of my two regiments\\nof the front line on the right there was quite a steep blufif,\\nat the top of which there was a level field cultivated in corn\\nsome four hundred yards across, and beyond which the ground", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 155\\nagain sloped down toward the bed of a small creek. Between\\nthese two regiments and the left regiment of the front line, a\\nsmall stream ran from the southwest upon which, about three\\nhundred yards from where we lay, was a grist mill. On the\\nleft of this creek immediately in front of our lines, was a low\\nridge covered with small pines, and still beyond this and a\\nravine which intervened, was a high cleared ridge, which was\\nthe line finally occupied by our troops. This ridge was the\\nkey point to the whole position. If held by the enemy, we\\nshould have been forced to retire beyond Peach Tree Creek.\\nAt this time I received orders to relieve the One Hundred and\\nThirty-sixth New York Volunteer Infantry, then covering my\\nfront as skirmishers, by a detail from my brigade when the\\nadvance should commence. One hundred men, chiefly Spencer\\nriflemen, from the Seventy-ninth Ohio and One Hundred\\nand Second Illinois Volunteers, under the command of Cap-\\ntain Williamson, Seventy-ninth Ohio Volunteer Infantry, were\\ndetailed for this duty and held in readiness to advance when\\norders should be received. While thus formed and waiting\\nI met Colonel Coburn, commanding Second Brigade, who in-\\nformed me that his skirmishers reported the enemy advancing\\nto attack us, and suggested that our line ought to be advanced\\nto the crest of the small ridge which extended itself in front\\nof his line and a portion of the left of my brigade. I con-\\ncurred in this suggestion and Colonel Coburn immediately\\nwent to submit the matter to the Brigadier General command-\\ning the division, and very soon afterward I received an order\\nin case the enemy advanced to move forward to the crest of\\nthe ridge mentioned. Very soon afterward, I saw from the\\nhigh ground where the left of the second division rested, the\\nenemy s advance push out of the woods and press rapidly to-\\nwards us. I at once ordered my brigade to advance to the\\ncrest of the small ridge in our front and there to halt, w^hich\\nwas speedily accomplished. Returning to my post of obser-\\nvation, I watched the enemy s advance over the crest of the\\nhigher ridge in our front and down its slope toward us, until\\ntheir lines were scarcely separated by a distance of one hun-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "156 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ndred yards from ours. During this advance the artillery on\\nthe left of the second division had been pouring into the\\nenemy quite a destructive fire of case-shot and shell, and the\\nskirmishers on my front, re-enforced by the detail of one hun-\\ndred Spencer rifles, which I ordered forward at the beginning\\nof the attack, were punishing the enemy severely. This, to-\\ngether with the long distance the enemy had charged over on\\nthe double-quick had broken his front line to some extent,\\nand I could observe many of his men lying down and a few\\neven turning back, while the officers, with drawn swords, were\\ntrying to steady their lines and push them forward. Believing\\nit to be of vital importance to strike a counter blow before the\\nrear lines of the enemy came up, and while his advance was in\\ndisorder, and to secure the high ridge in our front, I sent\\nCaptain Dunlevy, Acting Assistant Adjutant-General, to order\\nmy three regiments on the left of a small creek which inter-\\nsected my line, to advance and attack the enemy vigorously\\nwhile at the same time I brought forward the two right regi-\\nments to the farther slope of the hill, which at this point had\\nnot been passed by the enemy, in order to cover the left of\\nGeneral Geary s line and to connect with my left when it\\nshould push the enemy back over the crest. The order borne\\nby Captain Dunlevy was promptly and vigorously executed\\nby the regiments on the left. Our advance, though desper-\\nately resisted by the enemy, was steady and unfaltering; the\\nfighting was hand to hand, and step by step; the enemy was\\npushed back over the crest in our front and the key point of\\nthe battle won. When this advance was ordered, the two regi-\\nments in my second line, the Seventieth Indiana and the One\\nHundred and Fifth Illinois Volunteer Infantry, were obliqued\\nto the left, in order to extend my line and cover that flank,\\nand came up into the first line. My line, though thus ex-\\ntended, was still uncovered on the left and the enemy for a\\ntime were on my flank and rear. Captain Dunlevy reported\\nto me that my left regiment, the Seventieth Indiana, would\\ncertainly be cut off if its left was not refused. He said he\\nsuggested this to Captain H. M. Endsley, commanding the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 157\\nleft wing of the regiment, but that grizzly old veteran had\\nonly stopped to say, I can t see it, and he pushed on for the\\nenemy in his front. This danger was soon removed, as I was\\nsure it would be by the splendid advance of Colonel Coburn s\\nbrigade, which, after fighting its way desperately to the top\\nof the hill, connected with me on the left. After reaching the\\ncrest the line was halted, as a farther advance would have ex-\\nposed both flanks, but the battle was continued for above two\\nhours, with the enemy on the farther slope, who was endeav-\\noring to reform for another attack. The destructive fire we\\ncontinued to pour into him finally compelled him to retire,\\nbroken and thoroughly whipped, to his rifle pits, which were\\nobservable from this point in the woods beyond. The two\\nregiments on my right, though not engaged at such close\\nquarters as those on the left of. the creek, owing to the fact\\nthat the marshy bed of the creek, which turned to the west\\nalong their front, prevented the enemy from pushing up to\\nclose quarters, did quite as good service, and suffered rather\\nmore severely than those on the left. Their fire, which was\\nchiefly oblique, was delivered with coolness and was very de-\\nstructive. The One Hundred and Second Illinois, on the\\nright, poured its fire by a right oblique into the columns of\\nthe enemy, who were pressing General Geary s front, and\\naided very essentially in supporting General Geary s battery,\\nwhich was at one time very near falling into the hands of the\\nenemy. The Seventy-ninth Ohio, next to this regiment on\\nthe left, delivered a left oblique fire, which very essentially\\naided the line on the left of the creek near the mill, at which\\npoint the enemy was pressing in heavy force. While the bat-\\ntle was at its height, I observed some of the artillery of General\\nGeary s division on my immediate front, retiring toward Peach\\nTree Creek_, in the rear of our division, and inquiring of the\\nofficer in charge, was told that the right of the second division\\nhad been broken, and that he was trying to retire his battery\\na section at a time. While I was conversing with him the\\nsituation was made more apparent to me by a heavy fire of\\nmusketry being poured into the field where we stood from the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "158 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nrear. A moment s reflection satisfied me that whatever other\\nportions of the Hne might do, we must hold our Hne and fight\\nwhere we were. The creek (Peach Tree) in our rear at this\\nplace, ten feet deep, with very miry banks and bed, had not\\nbeen bridged, and to attempt to cross it would have been utter\\ndestruction. Concealing the situation (which was rendered\\nmore critical by a temporary giving way of Newton s division\\non our left) from my officers and men, we continued the fight,\\ntrusting to the brave troops on our right to recover their\\nground. While this danger was most apparent a staff officer,\\nwho is still unknown, but supposed to be from some command\\non our right, came to Captain Wilson, commanding One Hun-\\ndred and Second Illinois, and told him if he did not retire his\\nregiment, it would certainly be cut off. The Captain very\\ncoolly replied that his regiment had been placed there by me\\nand should stay there until I ordered it away. As the fire\\nslackened, rails were gathered and a temporary breastwork\\nthrown up, which, after night, was strengthened and made\\nsecure. At one time during the fight our ammunition began\\nto get low and considerable uneasiness was felt lest it might\\nbe exhausted. I at once dispatched Lieutenant Mitchell,\\naide-de-camp, to have a supply brought up, while Captain\\nScott, Acting Assistant Inspector General, and others busied\\nthemselves in cutting the cartridge boxes from the rebel dead\\nwithin our lines and distributing them to the men. The enemy\\nin my front greatly outnumbered me, three distinct lines of\\nbattle being discernible as he advanced, while my brigade\\nfrom the first fought in a single line. The enemy s dead to the\\nnumber of 150 were left within our lines and buried by us,\\nwhile several hundred others were seen upon the open field\\nbetween the lines, but couldn t be reached for burial. Among\\nthe dead buried were one Lieutenant Colonel, two Majors,\\ntwo Captains and three Lieutenants. We took 155 prisoners,\\nas near as the number can be arrived at, of whom ten were\\ncommissioned officers, two stand of colors and 200 stand of\\nsmall arms were also captured. The loss sustained by my\\nbrigade was very light compared with that of the enemy, ow-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "THE BATTLE OF PEACH TREE CREEK 159\\ning to the fact, as I believe, that the enemy, having the higher\\nground, fired too high. The following is a brief summary of\\nmy loss: Killed, one commissioned officer (Lieutenant\\nLowes, Seventieth Indiana), thirty-one enlisted men.\\nWounded, five commissioned officers, 144 enlisted men; total,\\ni8r.\\nI desire before closing this report to speak of the bravery\\nand soldierly conduct displayed by the officers and men of my\\ncommand. The advance was so fierce, steady and well sus-\\ntained that nothing could withstand it, and was only equaled\\nby the firmness with which having gained the ridge, they held\\nit against all the attempts of the enemy to repossess it. Cap-\\ntain Wilson, commanding the One Hundred and Second Illi-\\nnois Volunteer Infantry, though unused to regimental com-\\nmand, managed the regiment with marked skill and deserves\\nspecial mention. Lieutenant-Colonel Doone, Seventy-ninth\\nOhio Volunteer Infantry, though quite ill, led his regiment\\ninto action, and with the assistance of Captain Samuel West,\\na young officer of great merit, handled it with great effective-\\nness. Of Colonel Case, Major Button and Lieutenant-Colonel\\nMerrill and the other field officers of their respective regi-\\nments, I need only to say that they bore themselves as they\\nhave ever done during the campaign, with conspicuous cour-\\nage. To the officers of my stafT Captain H. M. Scott, Act-\\ning Assistant Inspector General Captain Dunlevy, Acting\\nAssistant Adjutant-General Lieutenants McKnight and\\nMitchell, Aides-de-Camp, and Lieutenant Merritt, Provost\\nMarshal I must express my thanks for the courage with\\nwhich they bore my orders on the field, amid storm of shot,\\nand the active intelligence with which they assisted in their\\nexecution. The reports of my regimental commanders are\\nsent herewith.\\nI am, Captain, very respectfully, your obedient servant,\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON,\\nColonel commanding First Brigade.\\nCaptain John Speed,\\nAssistant Adjutant-General.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER X.\\nCAPTURE OF ATLANTA\\nU. H. Farr: On the twenty-second of July we moved\\nforward and to the left in close proximity to the strong\\ndefenses of Atlanta, and were welcomed with a terrific\\nfire of artillery and a stubborn resistance on the part of the\\nrebel skirmishers. The crash of cannon in our front and\\nthe exploding shells among us prevented our hearing the\\nfearful battle on the left, in which McPherson was killed.\\nOn the twenty-eighth, hearing heavy firing, our brigade\\nleft its works, to be filled by other troops, and hurried,\\ndouble-quicking almost a mile, toward the sound of the\\nbattle to reinforce those who were engaged. However,\\nthe rebels, after making seven desperate assaults on How-\\nard s corps, retired, and we were sent to the extreme right\\nof the army, where we were joined the following day by\\nCoburn s brigade, which was placed still farther to the\\nright, but refused to the rear.\\nAn officer writes: July thirtieth, Saturday. The Con-\\nfederates appear to us entirely heathenish, for they make\\nno effort to remove their severely wounded, leaving them\\nto fall into our hands after a day or two, and never exert-\\ning themselves in the least to bury their dead, who, when\\nwe find them, are most loathsome. Sunday. Just at twi-\\nlight this morning the Thirty-third Indiana band played\\nOld Hundred grandly. I am not often nowadays con-\\nscious of being immortal, but as that glorious tune swelled\\nforth, the past, the present and the future seemed to melt\\ninto one, and all our loved who have gone before were\\n160", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA l6l\\nWith me listening. Of late I have been touched with pity\\nfor our deluded enemies. It is very sad to read letters\\nwritten by men just before they died, or to see a corpse\\ndeserted by every one e.xcept a howlmg dog.\\nU H Farr- August second we were ordered to the lett\\nagain, where our regimental line was bisected by a pi^ke run-\\nnL near and parallel to the railroad. We worked day and\\nnight constructing defenses, but as soon as they were finished\\nthe engineers devised new works nearer the enemy. The\\nlast advance was to a point in plain view of a rebel fort out\\nof whose portholes heavy siege guns would send she Is to\\nburst over our heads. The trench on the ins.de of our\\nbreastworks was several yards in width, and m front too\\nwide to be leaped across, and six feet deep. Holes a foot\\nor two in depth were dug and concealed with brush, and\\ntelegraph wire was fastened to little stumps and pegs\\nparallel with the works, and everything that could be made\\nan impediment to an assaulting column was brought mto\\nplay, for our line had been so extended that even rem-\\nforced by the retiring skirmishers, the men would st 1 have\\nbeen several feet from one another. Every n.ght after\\ndark the skirmish rehef would move along some ravine\\nleading from the line of breastworks to the front, and then\\ncrawllrom pit to pit. The skirmish lines w-e \u00c2\u00b0w s\u00c2\u00b0\\nclose that the Union men could hear the Confederate\\ntalking. Often at night our brass bands would play the\\nfamiUar notes of national hymns or the favorite turies we\\nhad often heard in the churches at home, and wh.k the\\nmusic was rendered the stillness would be profound, not\\na shot would be exchanged.\\nT L Ketcham: August fifth.-I had to make details\\nlast night at nine, eleven, two and five o clock to work on", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "l62 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\na new line of trenches. We have just occupied them this\\nmorning. This makes the third, and in some places, the\\nfourth line of works. We are creeping in on them. Will\\ndig our way either in or around the city. We were on the\\nextreme right three days ago; are now near the center.\\nA heavy old siege gun sends a shell into the city every five\\nminutes as regular as a clock. It has been firing about\\nthirty-six hours. The shell goes screeching and howHng.\\nThe boys call it the Atlanta Express.\\nLieutenant Grubbs August twelfth. Yesterday we\\nagain commenced the work of advancing our lines. Are\\nmoving them one hundred yards to the front, and within\\nthree hundred yards of the rebel works. Working parties\\nhave been busy since yesterday morning constructing, un-\\nder a sharp fire of artillery and musketry, a new line, and\\nto-day the work is almost complete. The Johnnies, taunted\\nby the sound of the Yankee axes and picks, have been\\nfiring most viciously all the morning. One man of Com-\\npany G was killed on the breastworks; others were\\nwounded, but the work still went on.\\nAnother officer writes: August fifteenth, Sunday. A\\nbullet just now went through my tent, with force enough\\nto have gone through me twice over. I was lying down\\nreading. If I had been standing, it would have been good-\\nbye, books. We had three men killed day before yesterday,\\nand two wounded yesterday, by what are called stray bul-\\nlets. I was affected as the boys carried Private Johnnie\\nNewton on a stretcher to the rear to die, by his calling out,\\nGood-bye, Colonel! One feels so helpless in the pres-\\nence of death.\\nOn the same date. Lieutenant Grubbs: T came in of\u00c2\u00a5\\nthe skirmish line last night at nine o clock, after lying there", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 163\\nwithout sleep or relief since eight the evening before. Our\\nline and that of the Johnnies are not more than two hun-\\ndred yards apart, and each watched the other all day long\\nlike hawks to see if a head or Hmb exposed gave the chance\\nof a shot. We have rifle pits for the skirmishers, as well as\\nbreastworks for the main line. They are constructed in\\nthe night under cover of the darkness, as near the rebs\\nline as possible without arousing them. A few rails or\\nlogs are piled up, and in rear of them a deep ditch is dug\\nand the dirt thrown in front of the rails, forming an em-\\nbankment.\\n1 don t want to be in a hotter place than we had all\\nday yesterday. Shortly after daylight they sent out their\\nsharpshooters, who posted themselves on a rise a little to\\nour right and front. There was considerable underbrush,\\nand it was some time before they discovered us or we them.\\nBut soon one sharper-eyed than his comrades saw a\\nJohnny stealing through the woods, and in a moment more\\nspied their secure retreat. Of course the boys could not\\nbut fire away whenever one would show himself, and they\\ntoo looked out our post, and soon were returning the com-\\npHment with interest. We soon found out that they were\\nnot simply pickets, they fired too accurately for that; they\\nwere trained sharpshooters, who could put a ball almost\\nanywhere they desired. And they put in many a shot that\\nafternoon far closer than was comfortable for us. We had\\nan arbor of leaves above us as a shelter from the sun, and\\nthey shot two of the poles which sustained it clear oflf.\\nThey splintered the rails which formed our protection, and\\nshowered the dirt and bark on us. Nor did we submit to\\nit all quietly. With guns ready and aimed we would stand\\nat the works, and when a Johnny would show himself at", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "l64 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nhim would go a volley. Sometimes we would watch them\\nso closely that they could not fire a shot for an hour. Then\\nin turn they would keep us as close for an hour, and so\\nthe game went on all day, firing growing so sharp some-\\ntimes as to almost bring the men in camp to the trenches.\\nIt s tiresome work, but still exciting, and this morning I\\nfeel as if I had done a week s hard labor. The whole woods\\nhere look worse than Chickamauga battlefield. Under-\\nbrush and trees six or eight inches in diameter are mowed\\nofif with bullets, until what was an impenetrable thicket is\\nnow almost a clearing. You can scarcely imagine how\\nglad I was last night when I heard the relief coming, for\\nI was tired and sleepy and wanted rest sadly. This morn-\\ning, just before daybreak, we had an alarm and were called\\nto arms. It was only a sharp skirmish fight, however, and\\nextended no farther.\\nU. H. Farr: The night of the twenty-fifth of August\\nthose who were detailed to go on picket were told to take\\neverything with them, as they might not come back there\\nagain. At the hour for roll call, when the drums were beat-\\ning furiously, there could be distinguished the rumble of ar-\\ntillery in the works, and the heavy tread of moving masses\\nof men. At the usual time for the bands to play they\\npoured forth the finest music the pickets had ever listened\\nto, and when they heard the solemn but mournful tunes\\nthat have come down through the ages, the feeling that\\nthey had been deserted, and the loneliness of their position,\\nwas overpowering. Just before break of day the order\\ncame to move out. When they had reached a point over-\\nlooking and about a mile to the rear of the works, it was\\nlight enough to see the smoke of the rebels morning", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 165\\ncampfires. Everything seemed as quiet as the grave, not\\na shot could be heard in any direction.\\nA horseman was waiting at this elevation to observe\\nthe movements of the enemy. When they had marched\\na mile farther he overtook them and reported that he saw\\nthe rebels make the discovery of our supposed retreat.\\nWhile they were getting breakfast they seemed to notice\\nthere was no smoke coming from our works, when some\\nof them looked awhile, and one more venturesome than\\nthe others proceeded to step across the space dividing the\\nskirmish lines, and finding them empty, hurried at a some-\\nwhat faster pace to the main line of our fortifications.\\nMounting these he motioned to his comrades, and soon\\nthey were lined with the jubilant enemy. Before long a\\nbody of cavalry emerged from the works and sallied in the\\ndirection of the retreating pickets, but did not overtake\\nthem, for by nine or ten o clock they had rejoined their\\ncommands.\\nAugust thirtieth, Lieutenant Grubbs: To-day the en-\\ntire Twentieth Corps Hes upon the banks of the\\nChattahoochie, guarding communications and protecting\\nsupplies, while Sherman undertakes new and important\\noperations against Atlanta. We had orders to have every-\\nthing ready to march at eight o clock on the night of the\\ntwenty-fifth. You may imagine it was no easy matter to\\nslip out from under the eyes of the watchful enemy, who\\nlay so near us. Only a hundred yards in front were hostile\\npickets, and we could scarce make a single movement\\nwithout their knowledge. Already they seemed to have\\nsome hint of our going, for at early daybreak on the morn-\\ning of the twenty-fifth they had shelled our lines vigor-\\nously, evidently thinking that we had gone, but our", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "l66 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nartillery soon convinced them that we were there. After\\ndark tents were silently struck and baggage prepared for\\ninstant move. Bands all along the line struck up their\\nliveliest notes, drums rattled their loudest, but it was only\\na clever ruse to drown the harsh rumbling of the artillery\\nas it moved to the rear. Fires, too, glistened all along the\\nline, as they had each night for weeks. Regiments were\\nformed in the trenches, and at the signal, Yankee Doodle,\\nby all the bands, all moved silently and quickly rearward.\\nHalf an hour passed and we heard taps sounded by the\\nbuglers left behind to a deserted camp.\\nThus was effected our first withdrawal from the face of\\nthe enemy. We marched a mile to a good position on a\\nhill, and there we lay in line while all our trains and\\nplunder passed us. At two o clock we marched for the\\nriver, six miles, reaching it just before day. That day and\\nthe next we lay in support of our First Division while it\\nfortified. On the morning of the twenty-eighth we moved\\nacross the river and occupied old rebel works resting on\\nthe river and crossing the railroad. We are now on a ridge\\nin a beautiful place, with a fine view of the surrounding\\ncountry.\\nU. H. Farr: On the night of September first we heard\\nthe crashing of shells and heavy explosions in Atlanta, and\\ncould see a fire raging in the city. Early on the morning\\nof the second we marched hurriedly through our old works,\\nthrough the rebel works, into the city; the leading troops\\nof our division skirmishing with a few rebel troops in the\\nstreets. The effect of our artillery and musketry fire was\\neverywhere visible. Not a building but one or more shell\\nholes through it, and many houses were dotted with minie\\nballs. Long trains of cars had been destroyed the night", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 167\\nbefore, and fires were still burning. Lead from melted\\nbullets had settled in depressions and cooled in masses a\\nfoot in thickness. It was very pleasant to see ammuni-\\ntion used in this way by the rebels which had been intended\\nfor our destruction.\\nLieutenant Grubbs: We entered Atlanta yesterday\\nwith flying colors, and are now encamped southwest of\\nthe city on the Augusta road. In all the northern end of\\nthe city there is not a house but has been riddled from\\nfore to aft with shot and shell. Every residence, too, and\\nfront yard has its gopher hole, as well the lordly man-\\nsion of the aristocrat as the humble cottage of the laborer.\\nAnd when our shells came singing overhead, the silken-\\nclad hostess of the mansion doubtless ran as nimbly to her\\nhouse of refuge as did she of the cottage. War is no re-\\nspecter of persons.\\nAt last, after unflinching persistence and sufferings in-\\ndescribable endured by the Northern men, the city of\\nAtlanta lay helpless at the conquerors feet. Only those\\nwho took part can know of the sickening horrors our army\\nendured while it tried to wear the enemy out. Mosquitoes,\\nfleas, ticks, lice, graybacks, snakes, spiders, tarantulas,\\nscorpions, itch, scurvy, poison vines were our light afiflic-\\ntions. Our grievous affliction was lying night after night\\nin the accumulated nastiness that the filthy foe we were\\ndriving before us, inch by inch, had left behind.\\nDoubtless the delicate reader who has had no such ex-\\nperience will be disgusted by words that describe all too\\nmildly the horrors of such a campaign. Let him not turn\\naway in dismay from the truth, but think for a moment\\nof the private soldier from a clean and comfortable home\\nbearing this thing through the hot months of summer, his", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "l68 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nskin eaten off by devilish, disgusting insects, his one suit\\nof woolen clothing reeking with filth, his tortured body a\\ntarget for bullets by night and by day, his misery ended\\nonly when his comrades, envying his release, cover him in\\nthe sand.\\nA battle is terrible, but in all its terrors, and in all its\\ngrandeur, it can be described. Not so the wearing out\\nof an enemy by enduring evils only hinted at above.\\nBravery is the brilliant, is the attractive virtue, but patience\\nis the essence of many a grace, and to it the supremacy\\nmust be given. It should be kept in mind that our soldiers\\nwere but boys, bearing what might stagger men. A self-\\ndenying, uncomplaining spirit grew as these lads, night\\nafter night, looked up to the holy light of the stars; it\\nspread as the reveille bugle music ran from brigade to\\nbrigade at each morning s dawn; it deepened as in darkness\\non lonely outpost the thought of home came with heavenly\\nsweetness; it increased in the din of battle till the modest\\nyouths unconsciously displayed every virtue that mani-\\nfests nobleness of soul.\\nBack of bayonets must be men. It is iron in the blood,\\nnot weapons of iron, that wins. Reverence for right Is what\\ngives dignity. That men can be found who do not flinch,\\nbut who quietly see the thing through, is what gives life\\nits real grandeur. Moments or years are short or long,\\nlittle or great, only as they contain experiences. Many\\nan hour has more of glorious life than have ages when\\nwealth accumulates and men decay. In scenes like\\nthese shine forth virtues that prove the soul more priceless\\nthan the stars. The bright orbs above us have their years\\nand cycles that speak of time and end, but majestic actions", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 169\\nand holy emotions foretell an existence whose scope is\\neternity.\\nOur young men did not become prematurely old or\\nunnaturally serious. Far from it. As long as they could\\nkeep with their companies there were the uniformly cheer-\\nful voices, ringing out in merry laughter at call of strange\\nadventure or ludicrous surroundings. As the thrush on\\ntopmost twig of tallest tree, pouring forth his song till air\\nabove and air beneath quivers with the melody, suddenly\\nceases his minstrelsy forever, when sportsman s cruel shaft\\nflings him fluttering with broken wing to darkened thicket\\nand the shades of death, so the sound of boyish merriment\\nis still only when fatal disease or mortal wound sends the\\ndrooping lads to the dreaded hospital.\\nOn September ninth an officer writes: Darky Tom,\\nwhile yawning just now, swallowed a yaller jacket, as he\\ncalled it. The lazy scamp did some lively dancing for a\\nfew minutes. Tom is the gentleman of whom another\\nAfrican said, Lord, how dat ole nigga Tom yander did\\nclime dat ar day de big fight on Peach Tree Crick. All of\\nus, however, ought to make good dancers or fine racers, for\\nlike prize fighters under training, flesh has been reduced\\ntill the calves are gone from our legs, and they are as\\nstraight up and down as a horse s. There is no danger now\\nof receiving a fiesh wound, for it s bone or nothing.\\nJ. M. Wills: After the surrender of Atlanta we camped\\nin and around the city for one month, and when General\\nHood flanked Sherman and began his disastrous cam-\\npaign, our brigade, on October second, went north eight\\nmiles, crossed the Chattahoochie River, going into camp\\nfour miles south of the crossing at Turner s Ferry, on\\nOctober fifth, where we remained until Sherman was", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "I70 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nready to start on his march to the sea. While in camp\\nhere the presidential election of 1864 took place, with Lin-\\ncoln and McClellan as candidates. The Hoosier boys were\\nnot granted the privilege that was given the boys of the\\nBuckeye State, of voting and having their ballots counted.\\nHowever, a Board of Election Officers was appointed, and\\nan election held. Each man was supplied with two tickets,\\none with the name of Lincoln and the other with the name\\nof McClellan, and without fear or intimidation deposited\\nhis ballot. Out of over five hundred votes cast Lincoln\\nreceived all but ten. In a few days after the election we\\nmarched back to Atlanta, and the veterans and recruits of\\nthe Twenty-seventh Indiana were consolidated with our\\nregiment.\\nJ. H. Kelly: October twenty-first. Great rejoicing\\nover Governor Morton s re-election by thirty thousand\\nmajority. October twenty-seventh. The Seventieth was\\npaid ten months wages. Company I sent home more than\\nthree thousand dollars. November second. Orders for\\nevery man to provide himself with two pairs of shoes and\\nsixty rounds of cartridges.\\nCaptain Carson: Of the seventy-five men in my com-\\npany who started on this campaign only fourteen answer\\nto their names. While the regiment was at Turner s Ferry,\\non the Chattahoochie River, after the fall of Atlanta, Com-\\npany G, with a detail of ten men from each of the other\\ncompanies, while on a scouting expedition, came in con-\\nflict, some miles from camp, with a division of rebel\\ncavalry at Mitchell s Cross Roads. The detachment was\\npromptly deployed as skirmishers, and began pushing the\\nenemy, who being ignorant of the small number of his\\nopponents, gradually fell back, finally retreating. The de-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA I/l\\ntachment returned safely to camp, rejoicing in the success\\nof their blufif, and in the knowledge that five of the enemy\\nhad been wounded.\\nU. H. Farr: In the bottoms along the river grew large\\nquantities of peas or beans, which the planters had raised\\nfor the purpose of feeding their stock, human and other-\\nwise, the animals eating the stalks and pods, and the slaves\\nthe contents of the pods. As we were short of bread we\\nfound these peas wholesome food. A small piece of meat\\nput in the boiHng pot with these peas made a dinner that\\nwas pronounced by those who partook as both rich and\\nsplendid; and if a pumpkin was found and added, the joy\\nof the diners was unconfined. Now and then wild grapes,\\nstewed with much sugar, garnished with persimmons, made\\na repast which all declared fit for General Sherman or\\nAbraham Lincoln. As rebels were prov/ling about, there\\nwas some skirmishing, four companies being called out\\none day and the river bottom on each side scoured, and\\nmuch distance-shooting done. Just before we left our\\ncamp at Atlanta we assisted the prisoners in pulling down\\na railroad bridge that spanned the river. A long rope was\\nfastened to it, and our vigorous efforts swung the tall\\ntrestles out of balance, so that the whole structure fell into\\nthe stream with a mighty crash.\\nThe following is an extract from the report made by\\nCapt. H. M. Scott touching the surrender of Atlanta:\\nHeadquarters Third Division, Twentieth Army Corps.\\nAtlanta, Ga., September 3, 1864.\\nGeneral I have the honor to submit the following report of\\nreconnaissance made yesterday, which resulted in the occupa-\\ntion of Atlanta by our forces: Taking the advance with cav-\\nalry, I proceeded out Turner s Ferry road and, scouting coun-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "172 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ntry thoroughly to right and left, advanced without opposition\\nto the works in front of Atlanta formerly occupied by our di-\\nvision. Soon after passing through the works, a body of men\\nwas observed coming out from the city. Advancing rapidly\\ntoward them, I discovered that they were citizens bearing a\\nflag of truce. Going forward, I asked them what proposition\\nthey had to make. One of them then made himself known\\nas the Mayor, and said that he had come to surrender the\\ncity and ask protection for non-combatants and private prop-\\nerty. In answer to further interrogatives he said that General\\nFerguson s brigade was just retiring from the city, and that\\nthe General had agreed to withdraw without offering us re-\\nsistance in order to insure the safety of non-combatants. Not-\\nwithstanding the assurance of the Mayor that resistance would\\nnot be offered us, we had scarcely entered the city before we\\nwere fired upon and a spirited skirmish ensued. I notified\\nsome of the citizens that we considered this as a violation of\\ngood faith, and that if the rebels continued to fire from be-\\nhind houses they need expect no protection for persons or\\nproperty, and that they had better communicate this fact to\\nthe enemy. The Mayor afterward went out and endeavored\\nto stop the firing, but came back reporting that he could do\\nnothing with the men; that it was but a few drunken strag-\\nglers, and that they had come very near shooting him. The\\ninfantry skirmishers were then pushed forward and with the\\ncavalry cleared the city. We first entered the city at about 9\\nA. M., and about one hour afterward the surrender was made.\\nAbout 2 P. M. part of the First and Second divisions came up,\\nand soon after General Slocum arrived and took command.\\nAttached hereto find copy of capitulation.\\nI am. General, very respectfully, your obedient servant.\\nH. M. SCOTT,\\nCaptain Seventieth Ind. Vol. Inf. and A. A. I. G., Third Div.,\\nTwentieth A. C.\\n(Brig.-Gen. W. T. Ward, commanding Tliird Division.)", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 173\\nAtlanta, Ga., September 2, 1864.\\nBrigadier-General Ward, Commanding Third Division, Twen-\\ntieth Corps:\\nSir\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The fortune of war has placed Atlanta in your hands.\\nAs Mayor of the city I ask protection to non-combatants and\\nprivate property. CALHOUN,\\nMayor of Atlanta.\\nAttest:\\nH, M. SCOTT,\\nCapt. and Actg. Asst. Insp. Gen., Third Div., Twentieth\\nArmy Corps.\\nJ. P. THOMPSON,\\nLieut, and Actg. Aide-de-Camp, Third Div., Twentieth\\nArmy Corps.\\nExecutive Mansion,\\nWashington, D. C, Sept. 3, 1864.\\nThe National thanks are tendered by the President to Major\\nGeneral W. T. Sherman and the gallant officers and soldiers of\\nhis command before Atlanta, for the distinguished ability,\\ncourage, and perseverance displayed in the campaign in\\nGeorgia, which, under Divine favor, has resulted in the cap-\\nture of the city of Atlanta. The marches, battles, sieges, and\\nother military operations that have signalized the campaign\\nmust render it famous in the annals of war, and have entitled\\nthose who have participated therein to the applause and\\nthanks of the nation. ABRAHAM LINCOLN,\\nPresident of the United States.\\nHeadquarters First Brigade, Third Division, Twentieth Army\\nCorps.\\nChattahoochee Railroad Bridge, Sept. 14. 1864.\\nCaptain: I have the honor, in pursuance of orders received,\\nto submit the following report of the operations and move-\\nments of my brigade from the 21st day of July, 1864, to the\\n2d inst.\\nOn the 2ist day of July, my brigade rested in the breast-\\nworks built the night previous after the fight of the 20th was", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "174 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nended, save such details as were necessary to bury the rebel\\ndead within our Hnes. The enemy s works were plainly visible\\nat some points in my front, and a good deal of movement was\\nobserved during the day within their lines. There was but\\nlittle skirmish firing during the day, though some burial par-\\nties that were sent out in front of my works to collect and\\nbury the rebel dead were fired upon by the enemy and com-\\npelled to retire. After this exhibition of bad faith, I made no\\nfurther effort to reach the rebel dead that could be seen\\nbetween our lines, and many were left when we moved the\\nnext morning, unburied, and so remained for several days. On\\nthe morning of the 226. of July the pickets discovered that the\\nenemy had retreated, and orders were soon received to follow\\nhim. My brigade, having the advance of this division, moved\\nout rapidly on the Buck Head road, with two companies of\\nSpencer riflemen as an advance guard, the skirmishers having\\nalready moved forward on a line covering our front. The\\nadvance was made with rapidity, as the impression prevailed\\namong most of the officers and men that we would be able to\\nenter the city of Atlanta without further opposition. After\\nmoving about three miles, sharp skirmishing commenced on\\nour right, and I at once brought two regiments into line to\\nsupport the skirmishers and resist any sudden attack that\\nmight be made upon us. At this time the enemy s skirmishers\\nwere seen in an open field to our right, and not being able to\\ndetermine whether they were advancing or retiring, and hav-\\ning at this time no connection with other troops, either on our\\nright or on our left, we remained here a short time to await\\nthe appearance of other troops. The brigadier general com-\\nmanding the division having in the meantime moved on with\\nthe advanced guard, I received an order through Lieut.-Col.\\nC. W. Asmussen, assistant inspector-general Twentieth Corps,\\nto leave the road on which we were marching, and move\\nobliquely to the right, in a southwesterly direction, to a high\\nridge and take position. Having formed my brigade in two\\nlines, I moved to the point indicated, the Second and Third\\nBrigades following by the flank, and took up a position where", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 1 75\\nI was directed by Col. Asmussen to remain until I received\\nfurther orders. In reconnoitering the ground and looking\\nabout for the Second Division, with which we were to connect\\non the right, I found that we were far in advance of any other\\ntroops, and it was not till we had been some half an hour in\\nthis position that the skirmishers of the Second Division\\nmoved past me. The enemy s skirmish pits and skirmishers\\nwere in sight, and their main line of works not over 1,000\\nyards distant. While lying in this position, I received several\\norders from the brigadier-general commanding the division to\\nmove my brigade forward, he being some distance in advance\\nwith my advance guard, but after submitting to his considera-\\ntion the orders already received by me, I was left in position,\\nand the Second Division was put in position on my left and\\nthe Third Brigade on my right, some distance retired.\\nIntrenchments were at once constructed, at first of a frail\\ncharacter, but as the enemy very soon opened upon us with\\nartillery they were made stronger. The brigade remained in\\nthis position until the 26th without anything important occur-\\nring, except that the line was advanced about forty rods on\\nthe 24th. On the 26th our entire division was relieved by the\\nSecond Division, and was put in reserve, where we remained\\nuntil the 29th. On the 29th the entire division was removed\\nto the extreme right of the army to support a reconnaissance\\nto be made by Davis division of the Fourteenth Corps. The\\nreconnaissance was made without any fighting, and our\\ndivision rested for the night in a large field about one mile in\\nadvance of the works of the Army of the Tennessee. On the\\nday following, Davis division again moved to the right, and\\nwent into position, and our division formed in the rear of the\\nright of that division, and at right angles with it to cover the\\nflanks. A line of works was here constructed, but no enemy\\nwas seen even by our pickets. We remained in this position\\nduring the 31st day of July and the ist day of August, and\\non the 2d moved to the left of our line and encamped for the\\nnight near the railroad.\\nOn the morning of the 3d of August my brigade moved up", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "176 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nand relieved Moore s brigade, of the Fourteenth Army Corps,\\nin the works, my left resting on the railroad. On the day fol-\\nlowing we built and occupied an advanced line of works and\\ncontinued to hold them without any change of importance\\noccurring until the nth of August, when the right of my line\\nfor the length of three regiments was again advanced. On\\nthe 14th and 15th I planned and constructed a lunette on the\\nleft of my line for the four guns stationed at that point (one\\nsection Battery I, First Michigan, and one section Battery C,\\nFirst Ohio) with a view to give better range and more security\\nto the guns. From that time until the night of the 25th no\\nchange took place within our lines.\\nDuring all the time we lay before the city very active picket\\nfiring was kept up, and frequently we were subjected to a\\nsevere and well directed fire of shell from the enemy s forts.\\nAlmost every day casualties occurred within my lines, and it\\nwas in many places impossible to show a head above the works\\nwithout it being made a target for rebel sharpshooters. The\\nmen were compelled to keep continually under cover and\\nsuffered great constraint by being kept so continuously in\\nthe ditches, which were frequently very wet and muddy.\\nMany casualties occurred while men were sitting in their\\ntents close behind the works, and several were killed while\\nasleep in their bunks. The enemy s works were not more than\\n600 yards from my lines, and their gunners could be plainly\\nseen from my lines with the naked eye when using the rammer.\\nOur picket-lines were in some places not more than fifty paces\\napart. On the afternoon of the 25th of August I was ordered\\nto report to Brig.-Gen. Williams, commanding Twentieth\\nArmy Corps, for orders, and having done so, was ordered by\\nhim to report to Brig.-Gen. Knipe, commanding the First\\nDivision, Twentieth Army Corps. From the latter I received\\norders to withdraw my brigade from the works at 8 P. M. and\\nform it in mass on a range of hills about a quarter of a mile\\nto the rear, near the Marietta road, there to await the move-\\nments of the Fourth Corps to the right of the army, and then\\nto move in the rear of Brig.-Gen. Ruger s brigade by the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 177\\nMarietta road to the Chattahoochee river. These orders were\\nexecuted, and the brigade arrived without loss at the river\\nabout davHght on the morning of the 26th, and was put in\\nreserve until it should be ascertained whether the enemy\\nwould follow up our movement. On the afternoon of the\\n27th, I was ordered by Maj.-Gen. Slocum to report to him\\nfor orders, and was by him put in position on the north side\\nof the Chattahoochee river in the old line of rebel works for\\nthe purpose of covering the trains, and commissary and\\nordnance depots, my flanks resting on the river, where I have\\nremained until this time, except that when the First Division\\nmoved into the occupancy of the city of Atlanta, I was ordered\\nto put one regiment into position on the south side of the river\\nto cover the bridge.\\nNot having had the opportunity in former reports rendered\\nfrom me during the campaign suitably to acknowledge the\\nservices of Lieut. George W. Gilchrist, my pioneer officer, I\\ntake this occasion to say that his skill in his department, his\\nenergy and courage, deserve the highest commendation. He\\nwas ever ready to go to the skirmish line or beyond it, if work\\nwas to be done there, and any work entrusted to him was\\npromptly and skilfully done. I submit herewith the reports\\nof my regimental commanders, and also a hst of killed and\\nwounded for the period embraced in the report. List shows\\nI officer and 8 men killed, i officer and 52 men wounded.\\nTotal, 63. Respectfully submitted,\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON,\\nCol. Commanding ist Brig., 3d Div., 20th Army Corps.\\nCapt. John Speed,\\nAssistant Adjutant-General.\\nHeadquarters First Brigade, Third Division, Twentieth Army\\nCorps.\\nChattahoochee River, Sept. 5, 1864.\\nColonel I disposed of my troops at daylight yesterday\\nmorning, according to the directions contained in your letter\\nof the night before. The Thirty-third Massachusetts was", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "178 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nplaced on the south side of the river, covering the bridges, as\\nI thought it could be best spared from my line on this side.\\nThis morning I have ordered that regiment forward to\\nAtlanta, in obedience to a telegram received from you last\\nevening, and have put the One Hundred and Fifth Illinois in\\nthe place occupied by it on the south side of the river. Mov-\\ning these two regiments from my line on the north, will com-\\npel me to-day to take up a new and a shorter line. This I shall\\ndo by occupying the shortest line outside of the depot of sup-\\nplies stored here until these supplies are removed, when I pro-\\npose to still further contract my lines, and occupy the line of\\nrebel defenses in which our artillery has been. I hope these\\nsupplies may be removed as soon as possible, as while they\\nremain, my lines are so extended as to be weak and unsafe.\\nIf I am expected to remain here for any length of time, I wall\\nconstruct some blockhouses on the south side of the river for\\nthe better defense of the bridge. I think about four good\\nblockhouses would cover all of the approaches on the south\\nside. I would like, if possible, to have some artillery left here,\\nas in case an attack should be made with artillery the bridge\\nmight be battered down from some of the many hills about\\nwhich command it. If the major-general commanding has\\nany commands as to the line he wants me to occupy, or the\\ncharacter of the defenses he desires constructed here, I should\\nbe glad to receive them. I hope within a few days to see him\\nin the city and explain more fully my views as to the best\\ndefense of this point, but for the present, time is too much\\noccupied to admit of my leaving.\\nVery respectfully yours,\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON,\\nColonel Commanding.\\nLieut.-Col. H. W. Perkins,\\nAssistant Adjutant-General, Twentieth Army Corps.\\nNear Atlanta, Ga., Sept. 22, 1864.\\nThe regiment marched from Wauhatchie Valley at 6:30\\nA. M. on May 2, 1864, marching via Gordon s Mills, passing\\nthree miles south of Ringgold. Whilst crossing Taylor s", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 179\\nRidge Lieut. Hardenbrook, in charge of a squad of ten men,\\nsurprised the enemy s pickets, capturing three men, together\\nwith some other things. Encamped on the night of the 7th in\\nfront of Dug Gap, where the regiment was held, in expectation\\nof being engaged, until the morning of the nth; marched at\\n5 o clock into Snake Creek Gap; spent part of the day cut-\\nting out and widening the road; marched then in the direc-\\ntion of Resaca. During the afternoon of the 13th of May we\\nmet the enemy and were shelled by them till late in the even-\\ning; moved out to the front line; moved to the left and were\\nplaced in position in the front line at 10 P. M, picket firing\\nduring the night without any casualties. On the morning of\\nthe 14th, at dawn of day, brisk skirmishing commenced. Dur-\\ning the fore part of the day Company D was sent out to ascer-\\ntain the strength and position of the enemy; had not advanced\\nfar until the firing was so heavy as to compel them to seek\\nshelter, where they were under the necessity of remaining\\nuntil after night. The regiment at i P. M. was ordered to\\nadvance, but the fire of the enemy was so terrific as to soon\\ncheck them and to satisfy all of the strength of the enemy, and\\nthat it was not practicable to attempt to charge them across\\nan open field with a deep and swampy creek running through\\nit. The regiment lost during the day three men killed and\\nthirteen men wounded. A detail worked all night on rifle-\\npits.\\nOn the morning of the 15th, moved to the extreme left\\nof the line; unslung knapsacks and formed in five lines just\\nbeyond the crest of a hill in front of the rebel fort and breast-\\nworks. At I P. M. the Third Division, Twentieth Army\\nCorps (with the Seventieth Indiana leading the charge in\\nfront of the fort) charged the fort and earthworks and cap-\\ntured the battery, consisting of two sections, 12-pounder brass\\npieces, mounted. During the charge and taking the artillery\\nout of the fort, the Seventieth Regiment lost, in killed, 26\\nmen; wounded, 126 men and four commissioned officers;\\naggregate, 156. On the i8th our forces came in contact with\\nthe enemy near Cassville, and were engaged all day in skirm-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "l8o THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nishing and artillery firing, the Seventieth had one man\\nwounded. May 25th, ran into the enemy in front of Lost\\nMountain, near Dallas. On that evening the Seventieth was\\nnot engaged in the fight, yet had one man killed and several\\nwounded by shells. The regiment was engaged all night\\nbuilding breastworks. From May 25th to June ist was part\\nof the time in front line and part of the time in second line, and\\nhad her quota on the skirmish line, with loss of only a few\\nmen. The brigade moved to the left from time to time until\\nthe 15th day of June, when our forces advanced on the enemy,\\ndriving him from his first line of works, and about 5 P. M,\\ndrove their skirmishers back into their strong works, at which\\ntime the First Brigade attacked them on the Sandtown road at\\nGolgotha Church. From some want of a correct knowledge\\nof the ground or pressure from the left the Seventieth Indiana\\nwas thrown across the Sandtown road in an exposed position\\nin front of the enemy s masked artillery, where Cleburn s\\ndivision fired 135 rounds of shot, shell and canister at our\\nline during the hour and twenty-five minutes that the regiment\\nlay in its perilous position. The casualties of the regiment\\nwere 3 commissioned officers and 43 men wounded and 3 men\\nkilled. From the 15th day of June to the 20th day of July,\\nthe regiment was more or less engaged more or less of the\\ntime in skirmishing, supporting batteries, etc. During that\\nspace of time there was quite a number of casualties. On the\\n20th day of July the Seventieth was engaged in battle on\\nPeach Tree Creek; in the formation was in second line, yet\\nduring the engagement, a charge was made and they passed\\nthrough the first line, and intrenched themselves on the crest\\nof the hill in the front line. The regiment lost in that battle\\nI commissioned oflftcer and 4 privates killed, and 2 commis-\\nsioned officers and 25 men wounded. Total, 32.\\nOn July 22 the Twentieth Corps moved in the direction\\nof Atlanta till our advance was repulsed by the shot and shell\\nfrom the enemy s forts around the city. Our brigade. (First)\\ntook a position on the north of the city, and built breastworks\\nmidst the bursting shells of the enemy s artillery; participated", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA l8l\\nin some warm skirmishing, and after a few days advanced\\nsome 200 yards, and built a second line of works. On the\\n28th our brigade was ordered to the right to support the Fif-\\nteenth Corps, where it remained for one week and then\\nreturned to Atlanta and went into the works west of the Chat-\\ntanooga railroad. The brigade advanced and built two new\\nand very strong lines of works, with more or less casualties\\nevery day till the 25th day of August, when the Twentieth\\nCorps was ordered to fall back and the Seventieth took a posi-\\ntion on the north side of the Chattahoochee, where our regi-\\nment was employed in picket duty, and fatigue in unloading\\nand storing commissaries, ammunition, etc., till the i6th day\\nof September; marched into Atlanta and went into camp on\\nthe south side of the city. Respectfully submitted,\\nZ. S. RAGAN,\\nMajor Commanding Seventieth Indiana Vol. Inf.\\nHeadquarters Seventieth Indiana.\\nTurner s Ferry, Oct. 21, 1864.\\nColonel I have the honor to make the following report\\nrelating to information elicited to-day from a reconnaissance\\nmade by a portion of my force:\\nThe enemy that my men encountered on the 19th appear,\\nfrom the discoveries since made, to have been four brigades of\\ncavalry, Gen. Armstrong, commanding division; Gens. Jack-\\nson, Ferguson and one other General (name unknown), com-\\nmanding brigades. They were mounted on mules and horses,\\nmany of them without saddles. They came in on the Gun-\\npowder road, via Powder Springs, and seemed to have\\nintended crossing at this and Howell s Ferry, but my detach-\\nment, meeting their advance guard at two diflferent points,\\ndeployed, drove them back a mile and a half, and doubtless\\nthey were deceived and thought my force to be the advance\\nof a strong force. They fell back (the citizens say) in great\\nexcitement across or in the direction of Sweet Water. They\\ncrossed their cattle over the Chattahoochee that night about\\nmidnight, yet the force were still encamped seven or eight", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "l82 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nmiles below here last night. Have no intimations of their\\nmovements or intentions since. The signs of the enemy seen\\nby my men to-day corroborate the statements of citizens and\\nnegroes in that vicinity. There was no artillery seen; they\\nhad forty-one Union soldiers prisoners, reported to have been\\ncaptured at Smyrna.\\nVery respectfully your obedient servant,\\nZ. S. RAGAN,\\nMaj. Commanding Regiment.\\nCol. F. C. Smith,\\nCommanding First Brigade, Third Division, Twentieth\\nArmy Corps.\\nHeadquarters Seventieth Indiana.\\nTurner s Ferry, Chattahoochee River, Ga., Oct. 23, 1864.\\nLieutenant In compliance with a request of Gen. Slocum,\\nI have the honor to transmit the following detailed account of\\nthe skirmishing of part of my command with the rebels on the\\n19th instant:\\nAbout 11:30 A. M. information reached me that rebel\\ncavalry were seen down the river. I ordered out immediately\\nCapt. Carson, with thirty men instructed to proceed cautiously\\ndown the river at about two miles distant, and parallel the\\nriver. Lieut. Hardenbrook, with thirty men, was ordered\\ndown between Capt. Carson s force and the river, with instruc-\\ntions to support each other in case of necessity. Capt. Tansey\\nand Lieut. McCracken, with thirty men, were crossed over\\nthe river on the south side, and sent down on that side. After\\nmoving out two miles and a half, Capt. Carson engaged the\\nadvance guard of the enemy. After considerable skirmishing\\ndrove them back one mile and a half near the main force,\\nwhere they dismounted and occupied some old works and\\nhouses, and kept up a fight for several hours. During this\\ntime Lieut. Hardenbrook had come in contact with another\\nparty, on or near the river at Howell s Ferry. Toward night\\nthe enemy retreated and fell back onto their main force, which\\nby this time became apparent from the noise, confusion, and\\nhallooing, as though they were driving stock. During the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 183\\ntime that Capt. Carson was so briskly engaged, I sent out\\nLieut. Stafford, with fifteen men, to support him, and to pre-\\nvent the enemy flanking or coming around in his rear. Shortly\\nafter this, I received orders from brigade headquarters to\\norder my men in, and did so. Owing to the fact that my men\\nwere deployed and instructed to keep themselves confined to\\nthe woods, so as not to allow the enemy to ascertain their\\nstrength, together with the bold dash and rapid firing, led the\\nenemy to suppose they were the skirmish line of a heavy force.\\nUnder this false impression, they pulled up stakes and\\nmarched till 9 o clock that evening, crossing Sweet Water.\\nBefore, however, they gained shelter under the old breast-\\nworks, my men unhorsed a number of them, and a lady, who\\nlives near where the skirmishing took place, states that they\\npressed her wagon to haul off three wounded men, two of\\nthem badly shot through the body, and the other through the\\nshoulder. They also had an ambulance along, but these were\\nall the wounded that the lady saw. There were no casualties\\non our side. From a reconnaissance made on the 21st by\\nLieut. Hardenbrook and forty-five men, he ascertained that at\\nthe time the skirmishing took place that the enemy lay just\\nbelow the Howell s Ferry road, and extended from the river to\\nMitchell s crossroads, a distance of four miles. They had\\nsome cattle and forty odd prisoners. Had no artillery that we\\ncan learn; were strictly cavalry, without any baggage train;\\nrepresented to be three or four brigades, by some as being\\n3,000 strong.\\nAmong the names of officers in command were Gen. Arm-\\nstrong, said to be commanding division; Gens. Jackson and\\nFerguson, and one other (the name not given), as com-\\nmanders of brigades. Their movement was westward, said\\nto be in the direction of Blue Mountains, and not to have\\ncrossed the Chattahoochee river. Boasted that they got ahead\\nof Gen. Kilpatrick this time, etc. Z. S. RAGAN,\\nMajor Commanding Seventieth Ind. Vol. Inf.\\nLieut. J. H. Snyder,\\nActing Assistant Adjutant-General.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "l84 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nITINERARY OF THE TWENTIETH ARMY CORPS,\\nMAY 3-SEPT. 8.\\n(From monthly returns. Maj.-Gen. Joseph Hooker com-\\nmanded the corps to July 2 1864; Brig.-Gen. Alpheus S.\\nWilliams to Aug. 2^, 1864, and Maj.-Gen. Henry W. Slocum,\\nthe remainder of the campaign.)\\nThe corps, heretofore stationed along the line of com-\\nmunications from Chattanooga to Nashville, was about May\\n3 concentrated (except the Fourth Division, which remained\\non the railroad) in the vicinity of Chattanooga, and has taken\\nan active part in the campaign of the Army of the Cum-\\nberland.\\nMay 8 The Second Division was engaged at Mill Creek\\nGap, near Dalton.\\nMay 14 The First Division engaged on the extreme left\\nof the army, near Resaca.\\nMay 15 The whole corps engaged, assaulting the enemy s\\nworks on their extreme left at Resaca; captured the works\\nand four pieces of artillery. During the night the enemy\\nwithdrew, burning the bridges.\\nMay 16 Pursuit commenced.\\nMay 25 Came up with the enemy near Dallas. An attack\\nwas made, in which the whole corps was engaged.\\nMay 26 to 30 inclusive Held a line in front of the enemy s\\nworks near Dallas; skirmish fire constant and heavy, with\\nmany casualties.\\nJune I Relieved from the position, the corps assumed in\\nfront of the enemy s works near Dallas; moved to the left in\\nthe direction of Ackworth about five miles, taking again a\\nposition in the general line.\\nJune 6 Crossed Allatoona Creek and took position in\\nfront of enemy s works near Pine Hill.\\nJune 15 Pine Hill evacuated by enemy; engaged the\\nenemy near Lost Mountain; gained position near their\\nintrenchments.\\nJune 17 Enemy evacuated works in our front, falling back", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "CAPTURE OF ATLANTA 185\\nto a line between Mud Creek and Noye s Creek; corps\\nadvanced and again assumed position in front of them.\\nJune 19 Enemy evacuated works in our front, falling back\\nto a line on the east side of Noye s Creek; corps again\\nadvanced and took position in their front.\\nJune 22 Corps advanced, driving in enemy s outposts, the\\nFirst Division moving to the right. A heavy attack was\\nmade on it by the enemy, which was repulsed with slight\\nloss to us; enemy retreated to their intrenchments, the corps\\ntaking a position in front of them. At the end of the month\\nthe position remained unchanged. During the whole month\\nskirmishing with the enemy has been constant and heavy,\\nwith many casualties. Total number of casualties during the\\nmonth, 1,544.\\nJuly I Corps still in position in front of the enemy near\\nKolb s Farm.\\nJuly 3 Enemy evacuated their works; corps advanced\\nthrough Marietta, the Third Division having a slight engage-\\nment with enemy s rear guard (cavalry and artillery) near\\nMarietta; the Second Division also skirmishing; assumed\\nposition in front of enemy s works about six miles south of\\nMarietta,\\nJuly 5 Enemy evacuated their works; the corps again\\nadvanced; took position in front of the enemy^ who were in\\ntheir works on the north side of Chattahoochee River.\\nJuly 9 Enemy withdrew across the river.\\nJuly 17 Corps crossed Chattahoochee River.\\nJuly 18 and 19 Advancing toward Atlanta, skirmishing\\nwith enemy.\\nJuly 19 The Second Division crossed Peach Tree Creek.\\nJuly 20 Balance of corps crossed. Battle of Peach Tree\\nCreek.\\nJuly 22 Enemy evacuated works in our front, retiring to\\nthe fortifications about Atlanta; the corps, following, took up\\nposition in their front.\\nJuly 31 Position remains unchanged.\\nCasualties for month, 2,007.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "l86 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nBy general orders from headquarters, Department of the\\nCumberland, the artillery of the corps was, on July 27th,\\ndetached from the divisions and organized into an artillery\\nbrigade, under command of Maj. Reynolds, First New York\\nArtillery.\\nThe whole corps in the trenches in front of Atlanta, Ga.,\\noccupying 2 3-4 miles of the line until the 25th (August).\\nAugust 25 The corps was moved back to the Chatta-\\nhoochee River to hold the crossing places and guard the rail-\\nroad communications, while the balance of the army operated\\nsouth of Atlanta.\\nAugust 26 and 2.y Skirmished with enemy, who advanced\\nto feel our position.\\nAugust 28 to 31 inclusive Skirmishing, occasioned by\\ndaily reconnaissances sent from our position toward the city.\\nPosition unchanged at end of month. Casualties during\\nmonth, 240.\\nSeptember i Corps in position, covering the crossing of\\nthe Chattahoochee River, First Division, with the First\\nBrigade, Third Division, at railroad crossing; Second Division\\nat Pace s Ferry, and the Third Division at Turner s Ferry;\\nreconnoitering party sent out from the First Division toward\\nAtlanta; found it still occupied by the enemy.\\nSeptember 2 Reconnaissance sent from each division, and\\nfinding the city evacuated, took possession. On this, and the\\nfollowing day, the whole corps, except the First Brigade,\\nThird Division, marched into the city and took possession of\\nthe works. This brigade remained at the river to guard the\\nrailroad bridge until the i6th, when it was also ordered up,\\nleaving one regiment (the One Hundred and Fifth Illinois) to\\nguard the bridge.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XL\\nI WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME\\nAs has been intimated, the hospital was the place the\\ngood soldier dreaded, and even now that nearly two-score\\nyears have softened its mournful memories, shadows never\\nto vanish linger about the melancholy spot where the sink-\\ning patriot breathed his last sigh. Yet no history of the\\nSeventieth Indiana would be complete unless mention were\\nmade of these transitory dwelling places of the sick and\\nwounded, of the work of the surgeons, and the noble\\nsacrifices of those nurses who toiled without remunera-\\ntion.\\nTo the question of the reader, what can cheer the gloom\\nof the field hospital, where the dying soldier longs for\\nhome, and tossing in feverish slumbers whispers the name\\nof sister, wife or mother, memory brings the answer.\\nSweet, self-denying patriotism inspired women to come\\nand bend over the lowly cots and comfort as best they\\ncould the last hours of the departing. The menial services\\nof bathing the feet of the tired boy, whose earthly march\\nis well nigh ended, and who is on the brink of a long\\njourney, has in its ministry a tender grace that makes us\\nknow what angels are. The heavenly sunlight flooding the\\nrugged landscape, till rock and bush and tree take on\\ncelestial beauty, and the roadside pool reflects the azure\\ndome, is but faintly emblematic of the wondrous power\\nof woman s holy love.\\nCaptain, the author asked of a comrade, what of\\nall you saw will stay with you longest? He was silent for\\n187", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "l88 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\na moment, and then replied:* There was a lovely lady\\nwho left her home of comfort and refinement and came to\\nthe army in the field. One day I entered the hospital and\\nsaw her, basin and towel in hand, going from cot to cot,\\nwashing the feet of the sick, the wounded and the dying,\\ngently preparing the worn out lads to enter the land of\\neternal rest. The act was done with such gracious humil-\\nity, as if it were a privilege, that I turned away with my\\neyes full of tears, and I say to you now, that after all other\\nearthly scenes have vanished, this upon which a radiance\\nfrom Heaven falls will abide forever.\\nThe following extracts are from the journal of Mrs. John\\nL. Ketcham, mother of J. L. Ketcham, Jr., of Company\\nK, who with Miss Betty Bates, aunt of Maj. S. C. Vance,\\nspent several months in the hospitals at Gallatin, Tennes-\\nsee:\\nA company was being raised in our neighborhood for\\nthe Seventieth Indiana, All the boys on the hill around\\nus and in our Sabbath school, and all the men in the church\\nbetween the ages of eighteen and forty-five joined the\\ncompany or enlisted in some other regiment. While the\\nSeventieth was at Bowling Green I worked in the kitchen\\nat home, putting up quantities of jelly, marmalade, pickles\\nof every variety, anything that would be a relish with their\\nbacon, beans, hard tack and rice. I even tried to make\\nconcentrated milk, which the boys thought too good to\\ndissolve in coffee and ate as candy. As a relief to this kind\\nof work I visited the hospitals in the city, and in the even-\\ning sat in my corner knitting. One Sunday evening some\\nof the family happened to look at me, and exclaimed at\\nmy knitting, just as on week days. I had heard how the\\n*Miss Catharine Merrill who died May 30, 1900.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 189\\nsoldiers suffered for want of socks, and I could not sit still\\nand think of their cold, bare feet.\\nWhen Dr. Bullard returned from Gallatin and told his\\nstory of the suffering, he asked, Are there no two women\\nwho will go? Miss Bates responded at once. I pondered\\nover it. Leave such a family But how many husbands had\\nleft their wives and children; how many sons their homes.\\nYes, I could go. I could surely trust the children to those\\naround and to Providence. I might knit on forever, make\\nall the good things I could and send boxes, but in a few\\nweeks nursing perhaps I could save life. At any rate I\\ncould do far more than I was doing. So Miss Bates and\\nI were made ready and were off with speed toward our field\\nof labor.\\nOf course we were ignorant, there being no one who\\ncould instruct us; so we had to use our own judgment.\\nWe reached Gallatin at nightfall. Miss Bates said, We\\nare so tired, let us go to a hotel and have a good night s\\nrest first. Hotel! There was scarcely a place in town\\nthat was not full to overflowing with sick soldiers. I said,\\nLet us go to headquarters and report ourselves at once.\\nSo we went to the Medical Department. They took us\\nover to General Paine s till they could consider where they\\ncould put us. Somebody gave up his room till we could\\nbe better situated. We hoped better when we saw the\\nsupper and breakfast. A little hill or island of bacon fried\\nto cracklings in the middle of a lake of grease; cold beans,\\nbiscuit as heavy as lead, muddy coffee that tasted of any-\\nthing but coffee.\\nThe next day we were taken to the place where we were\\nto board. Our room was large, airy, had a high ceiling,\\nbare floor, with a good bed and a wide fireplace. The", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "190 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nback stick would last all night, which was well, for never\\nwas there a stick cut ahead. The wood had to be cut\\nevery morning before the kitchen fire could be started. As\\nfor kindling, they knew nothing better than to split off\\nthe chips with their hands, and to wait till the fire burned.\\nCompany K was stationed at Pilot Knob, fiye miles south\\non the Nashville road. Lew was postmaster, so he had to\\ncome to town often, so I saw him and heard from the rest.\\nOur hostess was a lady, pretty, good-natured and very\\nkind to us, and what was more, kept a good table. Our\\nhost looked like a typical slave hunter, short, stout, with\\nbushy, standing-up hair. General Dumont had him in\\nprison three months in Nashville for being a spy. I have\\nno doubt he was. He was a personal friend of General\\nMorgan. His doors w^ere never locked at night, and I\\nfelt they were left open that Morgan might run in at any\\ntime for safety, or for a good square sleep. I would think\\nsometimes I heard him coming in.\\nThey put us in charge of a female seminary building.\\nIt was packed with cots, and on every cot was a sick man.\\nEven the platform where the piano had stood was full. It\\nseemed to me when I went into this room in the morning\\nI took my life in my hands, or else it was really in God s\\nhands. The doctors told me I must take something to\\nprevent that poisonous atmosphere taking hold of me. I\\ntalked with my brother. He said his idea was, that when\\nthe system let down after the stimulating effect was off,\\nwas the time one took disease. That agreed with my idea;\\nso I never took anything, and before we were through\\nevery doctor in town had his turn of typhoid fever, and\\nI was the only one who kept entirely well.\\nThe men and everything looked pitifully dirty, but", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 191^\\nit would take time to straighten them out, and I d have\\nto begin very slowly. I had the soldier nurse take one\\nman, wash him all over and prop him up by the fireside,\\nwhile he sunned and washed the bed and floor underneath.\\nI felt panic struck what if the man should die? it would\\nend my work there. But he lived and looked more com-\\nfortable; and the cleaning process went on as rapidly as\\npossible.\\nIt was coming Christmas time. I said to Betty, The\\nway to men s hearts is said to be through their stomachs.\\nLet us give them a Christmas dinner. How she did laugh.\\nA Christmas dinner, out of what? I did not know. The\\nroad was broken, no supplies coming in, but we could try.\\nI consulted with the head ones, and they all tried to get\\nlambs and chickens for us. When the animals came they\\nwere so scrawny, but little else beside skin and bone.\\nBoihng was the only possible way of cooking anything,\\nso we d cook them together; perhaps a little of the rich-\\nness of the lamb would be imparted to the chicken. When\\nthey were done they were separated and different gravies\\nwere made, and so were served up, and the eaters were\\nnone the wiser. Mrs. Paine offered her daughter to help\\nwait on the table, and she brought veritable tea and loaf\\nsugar. I had brought plenty of both, but took hers. We\\nhad a strip of white muslin for a tablecloth, and a bless-\\ning, which made it seem more homelike. The pitiful looks\\nof the lamb and chicken I can never forget. One little\\ndisagreement came up. The doctors and Betty wanted\\neggnog for dessert. I said I would not have anything to\\ndo with that; so I would take charge of those who were too\\nsick to leave their beds. The sick and wounded soldiers\\nate first, then came the soldier nurses. When the doctors", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "192 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ncame to eat, lo and behold the nurses had drunk all the\\neggnog. The consequence was they were in bed all after-\\nnoon sleeping off their nog. The doctors were mad, and\\nI laughed, but only in my sleeve.\\nOne of my first suggestions was to make all clean on\\nSaturday, preparatory to keeping the Sabbath. Everybody\\nsaid, What s the use? I said, Keeping the Sabbath was\\none of the army regulations. We could not have much to\\neat; Morgan had the road, so we could not get anything\\nfrom home, even letters, but we could be clean. So every\\nSaturday night there was a grand cleaning up, and the\\nsick in their cots, the men on the fence in their clean white\\nshirts, looked so comfortable. Betty was taken to a church\\nfull of sick men, as it did not seem right to put so much\\nforce into one building. The doctors showed me jars and\\njars of tapioca, and asked, What do you do with this?\\nI said, I ll see, but I could have done better, only we had\\nso few apples. Some kind of a pudding was made, and the\\nmen liked it, but said they would like the apples just as\\nwell without that stuff around them. I told them the\\ndoctors said it was good for them. There was no need\\nsaying how plenty tapioca was and how scarce apples were.\\nThe man in charge of the store room said, What do you\\ndo with these? showing little bags of dried elderberries.\\nI knew people did use them, but I never had seen or tasted\\none. I said, Give some to me and some jelly. So I saw\\nto the stewing and the seasoning with jelly, and had the\\ncook make pies for the nurses. Their s is a hard berth, and\\nthey were so grateful. Give a Hoosier man a pie! One\\nevening the ghost of a man was flitting in and out of the\\nshadow of the stairway in the hall. At last, when I was\\npassing, he got up courage enough to say, Could I have", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 193\\na piece of pie? I go home to-morrow. As if they would\\nnot feed him on pie there.\\nOn Sunday, as much as I could, I went around and\\nread from the Bible or hymn book. Once when I read the\\nThirty-seventh Psalm one man said, Where is that?\\nTruly it had never seemed so impressive to me. One\\nSunday I was going through the hall and met one of the\\ndoctors rubbing his hands and saying, It is wonderful\\nwhat a woman can do. Once when I was reading a hymn\\nto a sick soldier another said, T shouldn t wonder if she\\ncould sing. So I sang. A dying man, who had noticed\\nnothing, evidently heard it.*\\nThe fame of our Christmas dinner went through all\\nthe churches and storeroom hospitals, and they spoke of\\nit so enviously that I said, T will come around and give\\na dinner out of the best you have to every one of you.\\nSo I did. The church next me was the Erysipelas Hos-\\npital. I dreaded to go in there. One man said, Have you\\nany more of that stuff you used to fix with apples when I\\nwas in your hospital? I said, I do not remember you.\\nHe said, I am the one you gave the pillow to. I remem-\\nbered then that when two men were brought in, I said,\\nThere is but one blanket and one pillow. I shall have to\\ngive the blanket to one man and the pillow to the other.\\nOur landlady, hearing so much of the sick soldiers, and\\nwishing to know what was going on in her town, invited\\nherself to go around with us. So we took her into several\\nhouses. There were thirteen hospitals in all. One of the\\nmost direful rooms was up a steep and narrow stair; a\\nstoreroom over a store, rough, dark, large, with low ceil-\\n*She had a very sweet voice.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "194 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ning, and filled to the utmost. One bright-eyed soldier\\nsaid, I wish I could get well. My mother needs me; my\\nbrother died in the army, and she has nobody home with\\nher but a brother too young to know how to help her\\nmuch. He never got home. When we got to the foot of\\nthe stairs our companion s strength was gone, and she\\nleaned against the house and said, Oh Lordy! How often\\nI have thought the same thing.\\nWhen the road was broken what longing there was for\\nletters. We wrote many for the sick. When the road was\\nopen he was happiest who got the most. One old man for\\nwhom I had written had been longing to hear. I said\\nWhy, you got a letter. Yes, but it didn t tell no news.\\nHe never got home either. His wife wrote me a grateful\\nletter after I got back. They were Kentuckians.\\nThe kitchen like all Southern kitchens was away from\\nthe house. I was standing in the door one morning when\\nI saw Lew spring from his horse. While he was tying the\\nanimal to a sapling, two men were talking. Do you bet\\nhe ll go round and come through the house, or make\\nstraight for his mother through that mud? I ll bet he ll\\npull straight through. I felt a little anxious, but here he\\ncame through the soft deep mud straight as an arrow to\\nthe mark.\\nThey must have a visit from us at Pilot Knob. So we\\nwere taken down in their coach and four, which was an\\narmy wagon. Found their parlor, bed room and all the\\npremises swept and garnished. The Captain had vacated\\nhis tent for us. Jerry, his servant, had brought home a\\nturkey for the occasion, to his surprise. Why, said the\\nCaptain, where did you get this? I was jis gwine long and\\nhe up and bit me. I wasn t gwine to have none of that, so I", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 195\\njis captured him. So we had roast turkey with corn bread\\ndressing. We enjoyed it all sitting on boxes around the\\ntable out of doors. The view was fine.\\nOn our return to Gallatin we found that our escort,\\nLew and his friends, would be late in getting back to Pilot\\nKnob, and he had not the countersign. What could he do?\\nMiss Bates, who had the courage for any emergency, said,\\nI ll go into the ofifice and ask. An officer gave it to her on\\na scrap of paper and said, Now what if he should be at-\\ntacked on the way back? Do you realize the risk? If\\nthey should get this it would go like Hght, and bring us no\\nend of trouble. *I understand, she said, he will swallow\\nit.\\nAfter the Hartsville fight eight men were brought in\\nwith their legs shot off above the knee, two to our hospital.\\nOne died immediately, the other hngered on. The artery\\nwas tied again and again, but would still slough off. Then\\nhe lay white and still; might bleed to death at any moment.\\nI read hymns, placing myself so that the sound of my voice\\nmight surely reach him, and he not see the distressed sym-\\npathy in my face. In reading O Mother Dear, Jerusa-\\nlem, when I would come to that line, O God, if I were\\nthere, it thrilled me so I could hardly bear it. When I\\nread, On Jordan s stormy banks I stand, I thought I heard\\na sound, but he was so weak I did not like to ask if he\\nspoke, when a nurse sitting on the floor by the fire, with\\nhead all shaven from erysipelas, and face all discolored\\nwith iodine, said: He said read it again. .There was an\\nold green house on our ground. About all that was left\\nwas a rose geranium blooming alone. I daily plucked\\nsome of those leaves and took to him. They looked\\ngreen and fresh and their fragrance is rare. The nurse", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "196 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nsaid, He held them in his fingers all night long. I came\\nin one morning, he was not there. The nurse said, He\\nheld on to them greens to the last, and told me I was to\\ngive his respects to you.\\nBrother sent in to me to come down again to Pilot\\nKnob, as Robert Cathcart was very sick. He took me to\\na cabin that I should think had been there in George Wash-\\nington s time. They had got a kind of a lounge for\\nRobert, but he had to lie with his head to the fire. When\\nI was starting our Doctor said take everything you want.\\nSo I did. I thought rice would be good for them. But\\nas I was opening my stores, my brother looking on, said\\nof the rice, You might as well pour that out; the boys have\\nhad so much they are sick of it. One half of the cabin was\\nshut ofif by a board across, and inside of that was covered\\nwith straw, so those who were nearly down sick could sleep\\nthere better than in their tents. One coughed so badly\\nI didn t see how anybody could sleep. I watched the sick\\nman, and the process of getting supper. It was mostly\\nflapjacks, flour stirred up in cold water, a little salt, then\\npoured into a long handled frying pan, well greased and\\nhot. When thought to be brown, by a sleight of hand,\\nwhich must have been learned from the darkies, the cook\\ngave the pan a toss and turned it over. I was so stunned\\nwith the idea of their eating such food that I did not notice\\nwhat else they had. Yes, black coffee strong as lye. And\\nthese boys and men made their supper and slept so. John\\nCleland among them as white as a sheet.\\nThe next morning Brother and I sat on a pile of limbs\\nand held a consultation. Do you see that farm, house\\naway off there? Yes. Now I think we could get you\\nand Robert in there. Would you be willing to stay there", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 197\\nand take care of him? The road is torn up so his sisters\\ncannot get to him. I replied, I would not. First, I would\\nhave no material to work with; next, while he would have\\nthe best attention in town, I can do so much good beside.\\nI really felt that never in my life had I done the good I\\nwas doing there. But, he said, he has got it into his\\nhead that no man gets out of a hospital alive, and he won t\\ngo. I said, Say nothing to him about it, but get every-\\nthing ready, and lift him right into the cart. I do not\\nknow what Robert thought, his eyes looked very bright.\\nThey fixed a nice bed and carried him out and laid him in.\\nI put my veil over his face to shield him from the bright\\nsunlight. Our horse was an old white one, and the har-\\nness was made of old clothes lines.\\nThe soldiers were out on a grand parade as we neared\\ntown. The music set our horse to dancing, and our cart\\nwould tip most uncomfortably. So grand and imposing\\nwas the sight of the review, it seemed to me it must be the\\nwhole Army of the Cumberland. Is there a finer sight?\\nThe horses seem made for the men, and the men for the\\nhorses. Their arms glittered in the sunlight, the horses\\nseemed to know it, bowed their necks and pranced in their\\nproud gladness. But our poor nag was not accustomed\\nto such magnificence, and we for protection against his\\nantics had to back up among the convalescents by a church\\nhospital, so closely wedged in we could not move, Frank\\nGillett holding him by the mouth. Miss Bates, who was\\nlooking out of the window at us, overheard two soldiers\\ntalking. One said, pointing to our cart, That s one of\\nthem nurses. Now I shouldn t wonder if she rode in her\\nown carriage at home. When we got to my hospital they\\ncame out and carried Robert most tenderly upstairs into", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "igS THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe best room in the house. After he was fixed I sat down\\non a window sill in the hall and how I did cry. I had taken\\nthe whole responsibility on myself, but what a good be-\\nginning. One morning I was in his room, the door open-\\ned and a voice called out, Did die in this room?\\nMy heart stood still. I glanced at Robert, His startled\\neyes shone through his bushy hair. When the nurse\\nanswered, No, we don t die in this room, what a relief!\\nIt was difficult to get things palatable; however, the\\nworst was better than camp life fare. I would have the\\nbread toasted, the meat would have to be boiled; of course\\nthe water was rich and nutritious. There was no way to\\nmanage soup, so the toast was dipped in this water and\\nserved as quickly as possible. Then I had them cut off\\nslices of raw beef, and those who sat around the fire put\\nthem on long sticks and thus broiled them. They looked\\ngood and formed a change from the everlasting boiled beef.\\nOne day the bread was raw, it could not be eaten, so I\\nwent all through with a small allowance of crust and asked\\nif they knew it was fast day?\\nI have always been thankful for the privilege of doing\\nwhat I did. I have often heard women say they could not\\nrealize there had been a war. I can.\\nMrs. Ketcham, Madam: As I had not an opportunity of\\nseeing you before you left, I take pleasure in expressing to\\nyou by letter the thanks that I feel you ought to receive for\\nyour kindness in visiting our post, and for the care and atten-\\ntion you gave the sick in the different hospitals under my\\ncharge. You came at a time when, above all others, your\\nservices were most needed. Our hospitals were but just\\norganized. We had but four surgeons; few and incompetent\\nattendants our wards filled to overflowing. We had scarcely\\nany cooking utensils, indeed none of the conveniences neces-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME I99\\nsary for the comfort and cleanliness of a general hospital.\\nEverything looked wretched and discouraging in the extreme.\\nYourself and our dear Miss Bates lent yourselves nobly to\\nthe work. We began to advance in the way of improvement\\nfrom that time. Cleanliness, cooking, neatness, all grew bet-\\nter, and, last but not least, the men began to be more cheer-\\nful, because there was a woman around, two of them in fact,\\nand working women at that. Many a soldier now in the\\nfield will remember with gratitude the kindness received at\\nyour hands and many of our gallant dead have been soothed\\nand comforted in their dying hour by your presence and\\nthoughtful attention.\\nAllow me, Madam, in behalf of the sick you have so kindly\\nattended, and of the surgeons and officers of the different hos-\\npitals whom you have so materially assisted, to tender you our\\nmost hearty thanks. Hoping that you may ever have friends\\nas kind to you as you have been to us, that your life may be\\nlong, happy and useful, and that God in his mercy may choose\\nyou for His own in death,\\nMost respectfully, ever your friend,\\nS. M. HAMILTON,\\nMedical Director, Gallatin, Tenn.\\nJ. E. Cleland: It must have been the summer of 63\\nwhen Harry Meteer of Company I, was sent to the hospital\\nwith the malady which carried so large a proportion of our\\narmy to the lazar house and beyond. The doctors diag-\\nnosed an ulcer on every quarter inch of his intestinal gear-\\ning. His digestive apparatus couldn t turn a wheel, and he\\nwas strictly forbidden to swallow anything but toast and\\nboiled milk, but he had a howling and continuing craving\\nfor all real and imaginary food, like a chronic drunkard\\nravenous for drink. Quantities of microby water, butter-\\nmilk, hard fried eggs, green vegetables and fruits were\\ndevoured on the sly, when occasion could be found. The", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "200 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nsurgeons were amazed, and the nurses horrified, as, from\\nhis own mouth and other sources, damaging evidence of\\nhis transgressions abundantly flowed. Daily he wasted\\naway, until there was left little promise in him of any\\nfurther soldierly or other value. Only the regulation\\namount of bones and enough hide to hold them together\\nwere left.\\nSome flattering obituary notices of him circulated in\\nthe North and drifted back to camp, but he thought it\\nhardly worth while to make any denial, as a little previous-\\nness was all that seemed the matter with the necrological\\nfacts. His soul, or some other organ of his inner empti-\\nness cried out for relief of some kind, and even death\\nseemed less grim and forbidding than of old. The sick\\nwere expected to eat what, and only what, the surgeons\\nprescribed, and Hobson, the nurse, was faithful to his trust\\nand to the doctors. So when Meteer was heard to crunch\\ngreen apples in the stillness of the night, and when a large\\nsupply of half-grown fruit was found under his pillow, the\\nwrath of Hobson was consuming. He not only predicted\\ndeath, but seemed to derive some satisfaction in the antici-\\npation. In reply, Meteer, in a thin, but resolute voice,\\nsqueaked out, I may die, but I will not die empty, and here\\ngoes for the rest of that peck of apples. He refused to\\nfurnish the fulfillment of Hobson s prophecy, and his voice,\\nnow full and strong, may still be heard every Sunday\\npreaching to other sinners, in Utah, if you happen to pass\\nthat way. The medical moral of this would seem to be,\\nthat unripe apples are good for some sick soldiers, at some\\ntimes, under some circumstances.\\nD. M. Ransdall, Company G: At Resaca I was stand-\\ning on my left foot and right knee, engaged in putting a", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 20I\\npercussion cap on my gun, the piece resting across my left\\nleg, my left hand holding the cap, and my right the gun,\\nwith my thumb on the hammer, which was drawn back. I\\nwas thinking of but one thing, and that was to get ready to\\nshoot as quickly as possible. I had forgotten all about\\ndanger. Just as I got the cap on I had a sudden sensation\\nas though I had been struck a smart blow across my right\\nwrist with a stick. The next instant the gun fell out of\\nmy hand and I noticed the blood gushing in spurts from\\nthe wrist. Physiology having been one of my favorite\\nstudies in FrankHn College, from which I had entered the\\narmy, I knew at once that an artery had been cut, and I\\nseized the forearm above the wound with my left hand, and\\ncompressed it so as to stop the hemorrhage. I felt little\\npain owing, I suppose, to my excitement.\\nBeing now disarmed and wounded, and so unable to\\ncontinue the fight, I began to realize something of the sur-\\nrounding dangers and my peril from them. Looking\\nabout me as best I could under the circumstances I reached\\nthe conclusion that the proper time had come for me to re-\\ntire, and that if I did not get away with some expedition I\\nmight be killed or captured. While I still hesitated I\\nnoticed Tom Clark of my company, not more than four\\nfeet away on the right. He was lying on his stomach, with\\nhead up and gun presented, evidently watching for a\\nchance to make an effective shot. As I looked at him a\\nball struck him in the throat, and as it entered his vitals, he\\nuttered such a hideous scream as I never heard before or\\nsince. It killed him instantly. I waited no longer.\\nThis incident decided my course and accelerated my\\nmovements. I could see no place of refuge. The few\\ntrees there already protected all they could cover. There", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "202 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwere bushes, but they afforded no shelter, the most of them\\nhaving already been cut off by the bullets, as though a\\nwoodman had passed through with an ax. It was certain\\ndeath to stand up, the balls were flying so thickly. But\\none way of escape presented itself and that I adopted.\\nLying down flat on the ground I proceeded to roll down\\nthe hill the best way I could. I think it must have been\\nnearly one hundred yards. When I reached the foot I got\\nup and ran across, and down the valley still holding my\\narm. It seems a miracle that I escaped being hit again,\\nfor the bullets were humming through the air in a fearful\\nway. I followed the valley a short distance until a bend\\nto the left took me to a place of safety. As I passed on I\\nencountered General Hooker, who was sitting on a horse,\\nwith his feet out of the stirrups, studying a map. My\\nboy, said he in a kindly voice, you are wounded. You\\nwill find an ambulance to take you to the hospital by fol-\\nlowing this road.\\nI had not proceeded far when I met our chaplain. Rev.\\nArchibald C. Allen, one of the best men that ever lived.\\nHe was provided with lint and bandages, and at once took\\nme in charge, gently binding up my wounds, and then mak-\\ning a sling, in which I could carry my arm, suspended it\\nfrom my neck. He gave me explicit instructions how to\\nfind the ambulance, and at last I reached it, but it was al-\\nready full. The driver offered me a seat beside him, which\\nI accepted, and in this manner was conveyed to the hos-\\npital, a large field tent in the woods, and I think nearly two\\nmiles from where I was wounded.\\nIt was now about five o clock. I was strong and vigor-\\nous, being in good health and only twenty years old, and\\nfelt so little apprehension about myself now that I was safe-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 203\\nly in the hospital, that I went about looking at those who\\nappeared to be worse hurt than I was, and assisting to ad-\\nminister to their wants in various ways. Quite a number\\nwere from my own company and regiment, and their con-\\ndition, lying there so helpless, awakened my liveliest sym-\\npathy. But by dark my wound was causing me much pain.\\nIt was not until then that I noticed that my hand had\\nturned black, and was greatly swollen. It had not oc-\\ncurred to me that I might lose my arm until I saw the sur-\\ngeons cutting off the limbs of others. When I realized\\nthis danger, I hastened to Dr. Reagan, our regimental sur-\\ngeon, and asked him to examine my wound. As soon as\\nhe looked at it, he said the arm would have to be ampu-\\ntated to save my life. The minie ball in passing through\\nthe wrist the long way had knocked out the bones of the\\njoint, and made a bad wound. I had faith in our surgeon,\\nbut the idea that I must lose my arm was so preposterous\\nthat I was not satisfied until I went to the brigade surgeon,\\nDr. Potter, who confirmed what Dr. Reagan had said. I\\ncannot describe my feelings, when I fully understood that\\nI was really to lose my good right arm. I was only a boy,\\nwith my own way to make in the world, and to be thus dis-\\nabled at the start, depressed me as no words can express.\\nThe present suddenly grew very dark, and my whole future\\nappeared to be blotted out. And yet, as I thought it over,\\nthe feeling came back that life was still dear to me. The\\nsurgeons had pronounced it a choice between life and\\ndeath, and I chose the former.\\nWhen all was ready I went to the dissecting table,\\nwhere chloroform was administered and the Hmb taken off\\nmidway between the wrist and elbow. It was the first\\noperation performed after the candles were lighted. As I", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "204 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ncame to consciousness, I experienced a most delicious sen-\\nsation. I felt as though I had been floating for hours in a\\nplace given up wholly to a delightful existence. It was\\nsome time before I noticed my pain, and then it was only\\nslight; but the next day it was severe enough. I was also\\nuncomfortable otherwise, being compelled to lie flat on my\\nback, with nothing but a rubber blanket under me.\\nThe first night a sergeant of my company came and said\\nthat he had seen my brother Wharton shot and killed dur-\\ning the engagement. This added greatly to my unhap-\\npiness. I had not only lost my arm, but also my brother.\\nThe thought was agony. The next day as I awoke out of\\na deep sleep, I became dimly conscious that a familiar form\\nwas bending over me, and when at last my eyes were fully\\nopened, I discovered who it was. It was my brother! So\\nfirmly was the idea of his death fixed in my mind that for a\\nmoment it seemed as if I myself must be in the spirit land,\\nbut when he said Dan, in the well remembered voice, I\\nknew that we were both still in the flesh, and my joy was\\nboundless. I had given up all hope of ever experiencing\\nsuch a sensation again, and this reaction made the enjoy-\\nment all the greater. My brother who was dead, was now\\nalive. All else was forgotten in the ecstasy produced by\\nthis knowledge. It afterward transpired that the sergeant\\nwho had brought me the false report of his death had re-\\nceived a slight concussion of the brain from a shot or shell,\\nand for a time was partially demented, his insanity taking\\nthe form of imagining that he saw different members of his\\ncompany killed, who, in fact, remained unhurt.\\nPresently, when I had recovered a little from my ex-\\ncitement, I asked my brother to lift me up from the cot.\\nEvery bone in my body ached, and I felt as flat as a wafer.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 205\\nHe objected. He said it was dangerous, and urged me to\\nlie still. I insisted, and at last commanded. Finally he\\nyielded and called a nurse, with whose assistance I was\\nlifted and placed upon my feet. Then I fainted. After\\nthis experience I obeyed orders, and kept quiet, but the\\nnext day I felt much better, and it soon became apparent\\nthat I was making a good recovery. I progressed so\\nrapidly that I was able to sit up on the fourth day and write\\na letter to my mother. On the same day I left that hos-\\npital and went to another at Resaca, whence, after a few\\ndays I was sent by rail to Chattanooga. Two days later\\nI proceeded to Nashville. The surgeon at Chattanooga\\nremonstrated, declaring that I was not able to stand the\\njourney; but I was determined to go, and he talked to\\nheedless ears. I was homesick, and Nashville was in the\\ndirection of home. I was too impatient to wait for a hos-\\npital train, and took a passenger, which was so crowded\\nthat three persons occupied my seat much of the time.\\nWe were a day and a night making the journey, and the\\ndiscomforts were great. I suffered from pain, hunger and\\nthirst, and had no one to look after my wants in any way.\\nWhen I arrived at the Nashville hospital my appear-\\nance was not at all inviting. I was coatless. What little\\nclothing I had on was ragged and dirty. My hair was long\\nand uncombed. I was emaciated to a degree that made me\\nlook cadaverous, and my arm having been neglected for\\nmore than twenty-four hours, was in a terrible condition.\\nI was suffering by this time, in body and mind in a way\\nthat makes me shudder even now as I recall it. I was\\ngiven some food, and an hour later a young smart Aleck\\nsurgeon came in. He looked me over carelessly as I lay", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "206 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\non a cot, and his first question was, What s the matter\\nwith you?\\nYou can see what is the matter, I answered in a tone\\nwhich did not conceal my wrath at being asked such a\\nquestion. How does it feel, was the next interrogation,\\nas he set about removing the bandages. It feels like the\\nnervous toothache. Did you ever have any toothache\\nthat was not nervous?\\nThis play upon my words and the patronizing tone in\\nwhich he spoke, made me madder than ever. I was ready\\nto swear. Where were you shot? was his next question.\\nCan t you see it was through the wrist? What is the\\nnature of the wound? By this time he had the bandage\\noff and was looking at it. A minie ball passed through\\nthe corpus, fracturing both the ulna and the radius, I\\nanswered.\\nLooking at me sharply, he went on silently with his\\nwork of dressing the wound for two or three minutes and\\nthen asked, Did you ever study medicine? No, I\\nanswered indignantly. Then I broke out, Do you think a\\nman must be a damned fool unless he has studied medi-\\ncine? He gave me another sharp look as I said this, but\\nasked me no more questions. When he had completed his\\ntask he went away. Not long afterward a sweet faced sis-\\nter of charity came, and said that she had been sent by the\\nsurgeon to take care of me, with instructions to give me\\nevery attention. My swearing seemed to have had a good\\neffect on the smart young surgeon, as similar utterances\\nare reputed to have upon the army mule.\\nI shall never forget the good woman he sent to me.\\nShe nursed me faithfully and tenderly. Every tone of her\\nlow voice, every touch of her gentle hand, every look of", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 207\\nher sympathetic eyes was an inspiration to get well, so that\\nI was soon on the road to recovery again. In a few days I\\nhad improved so much that I was forwarded to the hospital\\nat Jeffersonville, Indiana. This time I traveled in a hos-\\npital train, equipped with every convenience and comfort\\nfor patients, and provided with surgeons and nurses.\\nI had been only three days at Jeffersonville when my\\nfather found me. He tried to conceal his emotion as he\\napproached me; but the mingled expressions of tenderness\\nand anxiety on his face were such that they remain photo-\\ngraphed on my mind to this day. He was as much re-\\njoiced to find me as I was to see him.\\nOn the ninth of June, twenty-four days after I was\\nwounded, I reached the hospital at Indianapolis, and the\\nnext morning my mother, who lived in the vicinity of New\\nBethel, some eight miles away, was at my side. She wept\\nas she looked at what remained of my arm, but she wiped\\naway her tears and rejoiced when she had time to realize\\nthat my life had been spared. It was not so sad to have\\nme brought home a cripple, as it would have been, had I\\ncome a corpse, as was the case with so many who had gone\\naway with me to the war. As she reflected on this it\\nbrought her relief. I confess, too, that I found it a subject\\nof no little congratulation to be safely at home, after the\\nscenes of death and suffering through which I had passed.\\nA lad who entered the hospital at Resaca gives an ex-\\nperience that reflects little credit on the refinement, the dis-\\ncernment and the sympathy of an attending surgeon. On\\nthe morning of the battle, this boy had put on a striped\\nshirt that had not been worn before, the colors of which\\nwere anything but fast. During the battle, while he was\\nlying as close to the ground as possible, with his face to the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "2o8 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nenemy, an enfilading bullet perforated his body in such a\\nway as, without touching a bone, to make four painful but\\nnot serious wounds. The previous long march through\\nthe heat and dust, the race up hill, the perspiration conse-\\nquent, and the flow of blood, extracted all the colors from\\nthe shirt and imparted them to his person, so that his ap-\\npearance was frightful beyond description. While he was\\nlying on his face in the hospital a group of doctors passed\\nthrough, deciding what cases demanded immediate atten-\\ntion. One of them threw back the blanket that covered\\nhim and exclaimed, There s no use doing anything for this\\nfellow! He s mortified already. Even now the veteran\\nin telling the story admits a Hngering feeling of mortifica-\\ntion caused by the rude act and unfeeHng language of the\\nphysician.\\nIn an interview with A. W. Reagan, Surgeon of the\\nSeventieth Indiana, the following facts were elicited.\\nThere were five assistant surgeons mustered into the\\nservice at different times, but most of them resigned after\\na few months. Dr. John M, White, who came to stay, was\\na man of mild disposition, always attentive to his duties and\\nvery kind to any who appHed to him for help. He was put\\nin charge of Hospital No. one in Gallatin, where in failing\\nhealth he continued his work until his death.\\nDr. Jenkins A. Fitzgerald came to the regiment while\\nwe were at Nashville, Tenn., and took part in all its marches\\nand campaigns to the end of the war. He was well quaH-\\nfied and faithful in his duties, and as brave as a lion. On\\nthe first day s fight at Resaca, he went to the front line to\\nassist some of the wounded, and as soon as he had them\\nstarted to the rear, he picked up a gun and began firing at\\nthe enemy. He received a wound in the shoulder, but", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 209\\ncould not be persuaded to leave the field, and finally had to\\nbe ordered to the rear. After the war ended, he was ap-\\npointed Assistant Surgeon in the regular army, and was\\nfilling that position when he died at Washington Barracks,\\nPenn., in 1879.\\nThe morale of the Seventieth was equal to that of any\\nregiment, and superior to many, and the physical condition\\nof the men was excellent. The Government took good\\ncare to have on hand all the medicines and surgical instru-\\nments we required. The town boys were less likely to en-\\nter the hospital than the boys who came from the country;\\nfor instance, the members of Company E, who came largely\\nfrom the city, were hard to get into the hospital, and hard\\nto hold in, for they had been accustomed to taking life in\\na rough and tumble way, hence did not yield to any simple\\nailment; whereas the country boys had been used to lead-\\ning a quiet life in their homes, hence took better care of\\nthemselves when sick. The town boys stood disease and\\nhardship better for the first half of the service, but after\\nthat the difference was not noticeable. The articles of\\nclothing and food sent from home by friends and neighbors\\nof our men were beneficial, not only because they were\\nneedful, but as an assurance that the people at home were\\nthinking of them, they were an encouragement and a\\nstimulus.\\nThere was but little, if any, profanity among the men\\nin the hospital I would not allow it in the first place, but\\nthe men were not inclined to indulge in it. There was a\\ngreat difference between diseases contracted at home and\\nin the field. Those contracted in the field were of greater\\nintensity, and the systems of the men were less able to bear\\nthe diseases. The enervating action of the service rendered", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "2IO THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe men less able to resist the encroachments of disease.\\nSome of our men died from want of fruits and vegetables\\nwhile we were in Kentucky and Tennessee. The men es-\\npecially suffered thus while we were encamped in and\\naround Gallatin during the winter and spring of 1862 and\\n63; but it was on the Atlanta campaign that they suffered\\nmost for the want of vegetables. Many sickened and had\\nto be sent back, some to die; while some recovered appar-\\nently, but the dregs of disease, scurvy, etc., were in their\\nsystems.\\nNot alone was disease difficult to deal with successfully,\\nbut wounds did not heal kindly, and many deaths resulted\\nfrom the unfavorable situation. If the systems of the men\\nhad been in good healthy condition, as is the case with peo-\\nple who are at home, and have sufficient food, fruit, vege-\\ntables, etc., many who died from wounds and disease would\\nhave got well. This was especially noticeable on the At-\\nlanta campaign, for it was not the bullet bringing instant\\ndeath that occasioned the greatest loss, but the privation,\\nthe exposure, the want of the necessaries of life, that ruined\\nconstitutions and gave to disease and wounds fatal termi-\\nnation. There were cases when men died from very slight\\nsickness or wounds, and it was not surprising to the phy-\\nsicians, for the powers of resistance to disease or pain had\\nbeen brought to a very low ebb. The ration at no time\\nwas more than just enough to maintain life, and on the At-\\nlanta campaign it did not come up to this, so if in addition,\\none will take into consideration the exposure to the\\nweather, and the intense strain on the nervous system, it\\nwill not be thought strange that men sometimes died from\\nslight causes, or that those who survived were left with im-\\npaired health and broken constitutions.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "I WAS SICK AND YE VISITED ME 211\\nThe hospitals were often so close to the front line in a\\nbattle as to be endangered by the shells, and even the minie\\nballs of the enemy. This was the case especially at Kene-\\nsaw Mountain and Averasborough, where, while we were ex-\\naming, operating on and dressing the wounded, shells\\npassed over and burst beyond us, and some passed close to\\nus, and often burst where we were working. Minie balls\\nrained around us; we did not stop, but worked on, taking\\nour chances. The rebels who got into our hospital were\\ntreated precisely in the same way as our own men.\\nWhen we were in camp for a while at one place, the\\nmen would sicken, and the hospitals would soon be full; but\\nas we moved to another place, or started on the march,\\nhealth improved at once. In fact the period when the men\\nenjoyed the best health was on the longest, hardest march.\\nMore died from typhoid fever than from any other disease.\\nA few died from homesickness pure and simple, but quite a\\nnumber becoming depressed and reduced in health from\\nthat cause, proved an easy prey to any disease to which\\nthey might be exposed. Some had become so prostrated,\\nbefore a discharge could be secured, that they died after\\nreaching home.\\nThe convalescents generally wanted to return to camp,\\nquite a large proportion before they were well enough.\\nNot more than three per cent were willing to remain in the\\nhospital. The dying often expressed themselves as being\\nsatisfied with having given their lives for their country.\\nChaplain Allen was always cheerful. He would come to\\nthe hospital and speak w^ords of comfort and encourage-\\nment to the men.\\nThe day that made the most vivid impression on my\\nmind, was the day we left Atlanta on the March to the Sea.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "212 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nAfter reaching the outskirts, I stopped, turned and looked\\nback at the ruined city. The conflagration, the cutting\\nloose from our base of supplies, the going whither we did\\nnot know, affected me profoundly. Every one around me\\nwas deeply impressed, yet all seemed to be inspired by the\\nthought that they were to have a part in a great under-\\ntaking.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XII.\\nTHE MARCH TO THE SEA\\nThe feeling so vividly described by Dr. Reagan in the\\nlast chapter, stirred every soul as Sherman s army moved\\naway from the ill-fated city. Even now, the participants in\\nthe great events and greater results immediately following,\\nhave no language to describe their emotions, they only say,\\nthe incident of my life worthy of mention is the March to\\nthe Sea.\\nA conversation between two veterans of the Seventieth\\nIndiana makes a revelation more luminous than any de-\\nscription. Would you part with your experience for a\\nthousand dollars? The man addressed was poor. To\\nhim a hundred dollars was a large sum. Well-a-why-\\nno! For a hundred thousand? Why, no! For a\\nmillion? No! There s not enough money in the world\\nto buy from me the consciousness that I had a part in driv-\\ning the dagger into the heart of the Rebellion. Then as\\nif he thought his manner had been too boastful, or that he\\nmight be plucking a leaf from General Sherman s laurels,\\nhe added: God knows I could not do much, for I was\\nonly a private, but I did what I could in the death blow that\\nmade the Southern soldiers know their cause lost; Jeff\\nDavis could not protect their homes.\\nAs to the envious rivals of Columbus, the discovery of\\nAmerica seemed an easy affair after its execution, so now-\\nadays this expedition is sometimes belittled and spoken of\\nas a holiday excursion. Lincoln feared, Grant doubted.\\nNone but the dauntless Sherman dared put fate to the\\n213", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "214 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ntouch. The London Herald voiced the sentiment of the\\noutside world, when it proclaimed The name of the\\ncaptor of Atlanta, if he fails now, will become the scoff of\\nmankind, and the humiliation of the United States for all\\ntime. If he succeeds, it will be written on the tablet of\\nfame side by side with that of Napoleon and Hannibal.\\nIt amazes one to see Americans who speak of Thomas\\nnoble qualities, turn aside to fling a stone at Sherman, or\\nGrant, or Sheridan. The four were great. Why try to\\nlift one hero at the expense of another illustrious reputa-\\ntion?\\nAltogether Sherman s army numbered 62,204, and con-\\nsisted of the Fourteenth, Fifteenth, Seventeenth and\\nTwentieth Corps, and two divisions of the Sixteenth which\\nwere assigned to the Fifteenth and Seventeenth Corps.\\nThe artillery trains had charge of sixty-five field guns.\\nEach soldier carried forty rounds of ammunition, and in\\nthe wagons there were two hundred rounds for each man.\\nThe veterans and recruits of the Twenty-seventh Indiana,\\none hundred and nineteen in number, had their names\\ntransferred to the rolls of the Seventieth on November\\nfifth, but they did not join the regiment until the morning\\nafter the start from Atlanta.\\nIt is interesting to read the following frantic Proclama-\\ntion from the man who was so prominent in the reduction\\nof Fort Sumter.\\nCorinth, Nov. 18, 1864.\\nTo the People of Georgia: Arise for the defense of your\\nnative soil! Rally round your patriotic Governor and gal-\\nlant soldiers! Obstruct and destroy all roads in Sherman s\\nfront, flank and rear, and his army will soon starve in your\\nmidst! Be confident and resolute! Trust in an overruling", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 215\\nProvidence, and success will crown your efforts. I hasten to\\njoin you in defense of your homes and firesides.\\nG. T. BEAUREGARD.\\nJ. M. Wills: All the rations we drew on the fifteenth\\nof Noveinber was plenty of coffee.\\nU. H. Farr: It was nearly dark when we marched out\\non the road toward Stone Mountain, as we were the last of\\nthe army to leave Atlanta. No halt was made during the\\nnight, nor the next day, nor the next night, but only such\\nstops as were necessary to allow the w^agon trains to get\\nout of a mud hole, or to mend a broken bridge. Such\\npauses afforded no time for cooking, eating or resting.\\nBy the morning of the second day we were tired out, and\\nthe halt then only lasted a few hours. The weather, as a\\ngeneral thing, was all that could be asked, the roads were\\ndry and usually hard, the country full of forage of almost\\nevery kind, corn, sweet potatoes, the finest in the world,\\npigs, fat hogs, cattle, once in awhile a fat goat, honey,\\nmolasses, and during the last two weeks, rice. The march-\\ning was almost continuous night and day, being regulated\\nby the movements of the wagon and artillery trains.\\nWhen the nights were dark, the fences along the road\\nmade good bonfires to march by, and if a halt of a few min-\\nutes was assured us, the opportunity was seized to make\\ncoffee, to boil sweet potatoes and meat, and even to cook a\\npot of mush. We made messes no cook could name, but\\nthe variety of food added a spice to our lives.\\nLieutenant J. I. Wills: On the way to Savannah our\\nregiment happened when we had an all night march, to be\\nin the rear of the army. About midnight we passed a large\\nhouse which was on fire and halted for a few moments a\\nhundred yards beyond. The air was very chilly, and an of-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "2l6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nficer who was marching by my side said, Let us go back to\\nthat fire to rest, but I answered, I don t intend to take a\\nbackward step on this march if I can help it. His reply\\nwas, I am cold and I am going back. Overcome by\\nfatigue and the warmth, he fell asleep, and as he was one of\\nthe kind a cannon or an earthquake has trouble in waking,\\nthe regiment marched off and left him. When he awoke\\nall was as silent as the grave. He was in a horrible\\ndilemma, for there were several roads leading from that\\nhouse, but by luck the right one w^as taken. He said, The\\nrest of that night, and until he caught up late the next day,\\nhe could almost feel the rope tightening around his neck,\\nwith three or four guerrillas at the other end. He never\\nslept again except where the pulling and hauling would be\\ndone by friends.\\nU. H. Farr: The four corps marched about fifteen\\nmiles apart, and that afforded an opportunity to reach a\\nwide extent of the country for forage. All the horses\\nfound by the foragers were confiscated, and every Bummer\\nwas soon well mounted. All horses not so needed -were\\nturned over to the quartermaster s department for the use of\\nartillery, or wagon-trains, and the cavalry; and at Savan-\\nnah the horses and equipments of the foragers were turned\\nover to the Quartermaster. As a general thing no horses\\nor cattle could be found on the plantations. The owners\\nhad carried them away on our approach, to the thickly\\nwooded hills or to the islands in the swamps. In these\\nsupposed inaccessible places great quantities of household\\nplunder, provisions, poultry, slaves, and white women and\\nchildren would be gathered, but the Bummer, directed by\\nthe loyal negro, would always find them. Provisions in\\nabundance, such as hams, and valuables of every kind, both", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 217\\non the farms and in the towns, were buried, and every\\ndevice, such as scattering leaves loosely above, or building\\na fire over the spot, adopted to throw the Bummers off\\nthe scent; but the prodding ramrod of the forager would\\nsoon divulge the secret.\\nOften while the column was moving along monoton-\\nously, someone would begin whistling a familiar tune, and\\ninstantly it would be taken up in front and rear by hun-\\ndreds of men, all keeping step as steadily as if on parade\\nbehind the finest of bands. Sometimes after an all-night\\nand all-day march, late in the evening this strange music\\nwould fill the air, when, quick as a flash, the drooping men\\nwould join in the melody, close up the column and march\\nas buoyantly as if they had just risen from a night of rest,\\nand the enjoyment of a feast. As dusk approached, the\\nsight of men in camp would cheer the marchers up, but\\nthe profanity was blasting, as mile after mile was added to\\nthe day s journey, to be ended only when a point in front\\nwas reached where the pontoniers needed protection in\\ntheir bridge-building work.\\nIn preparing to destroy a railroad, a brigade or division\\nwould march by the side of the track, form in line, then\\nstack arms. As soon as the spikes at each end of the line\\nwere drawn, the men would lay hold of the ends of the\\nties on one side of the road, and, all lifting at once, the\\nwhole affair would be turned over, the rails going under.\\nThen men prepared with sledges would knock the rails\\noff, pile the ties in square heaps four to six feet high, put\\nthe rails on top and set fire to the mass. As soon as the\\nrails were red hot they would twist them like a string, or\\nbend them around a tree or stump, so as to render them\\nuseless, except as old iron to be sent to a rolling mill for", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "2l8 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nrestoration to the original shape. Much of the Chatta-\\nnooga road was so treated, and all of the road from Atlanta\\nto Savannah.\\nWhile at Milledgeville, the State Capital, some of the\\nboys organized a mock legislature, chose a speaker, dis-\\ncussed and adopted patriotic resolutions. At first we were\\namazed at the sight of the immense knives we found there,\\nthousands of them, but finally came to the conclusion that\\nthey were made by the Confederates to fight with in the\\nlast ditch.\\nAt Springfield, twenty-five miles from Savannah, our\\nbrigade was hurried forward to engage some rebel cav-\\nalry, said to be in some force, but as it had departed when\\nwe arrived, we encamped on the edge of the town. Many\\nof the citizens were at home, and talked with the boys, say-\\ning that the war was not nearly at an end, and were loud in\\ntheir prophecies as to the future. You will find you can-\\nnot take Savannah; it is too well fortified. Some of our\\nboys were back at Springfield about two weeks later with\\nwagons gathering up forage for the mules and horses of\\nthe army, and found these boasting citizens utterly dum-\\nfounded. They now felt sure Sherman s army could whip\\nanything.\\nAs we approached Savannah the troops were thrown\\ninto line, the Twentieth Corps being on the left, and ex-\\ntending to the river above the city. Here we were greeted\\nby the heavy guns of the enemy throwing shell and solid\\nshot. At the part of the line occupied by us there was a\\nswamp several feet deep, and our skirmishers occupied one\\nside and the rebel skirmishers the other. Our main line\\nof works was some two or three hundred yards from the\\nswamp. A graded road had furnished passage across the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 219\\nswamp, but the several bridges in the dike had been burned,\\nand at the farther end of the embankment the road was\\ndefended with heavy ordnance, so that to think of an\\nassault by the dike would have been madness. Sappers and\\nminers, assisted by details from each command, occupied\\nthe nights in building a bridge across the swamp, prob-\\nably to distract the attention of the besieged from General\\nSherman s real design.\\nMuch rice still stood in the shock, and the negroes\\nwere employed to thresh and hull it. We were kept well\\nsupplied with this, and if we had had salt to season it there\\nwould have been no complaint. As soon as Fort Mc-\\nAllister was taken, tons of mail were delivered, and soon\\nheavily laden wagons were winding their way carrying\\nprovisions to the troops, and long lines of horses and mules\\nwere seen pulling heavy guns to different positions around\\nthe city. We now learned for the first time of the election\\nof Lincoln.\\nOther diaries and letters furnish additional information\\nof the Georgia invasion. J. M. Wills: On the twenty-\\nsecond of November we camped near Milledgeville. We\\nfound a few thousand butcher knives with blades two feet\\nlong. A great many of the boys started on the next day s\\nmarch with these cheese-knives, as they called them, hung\\nto their sides like officers swords, but in a few days cast\\nthem aside. The legislature was in session in the State\\nHouse and no one was eligible to be a representative un-\\nless he was a member of Sherman s army. On the twenty-\\nfourth we marched toward Sandersville, twenty-six miles\\naway, and on account of the swamps encountered, it took\\nus three days. We camped at Sandersville over night and\\nleft on the twenty-seventh, marching toward Louisville,", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "220 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwhere we rested. On the third of December we found\\nthe roads strewn with fallen timber. It did not take us\\nhalf as long to move the trees out of the road as it took the\\nrebels to- cut them down. On the sixth we camped at\\nEffingham, on the eighth marched to Springfield and on\\nthe tenth came up to the outer works of Hardee s army\\nat Savannah. In a few days Company C was detailed to\\ngo with the Seventy-ninth Ohio fifteen miles south, to\\nKing s Bridge, the head of navigation on the Ogeechee\\nRiver, to act as guards, and to help unload supplies for\\nthe army, the first we had drawn since leaving Atlanta.\\nJ. C. Bennett: November nineteenth we stopped over\\nfor one day to wash ourselves and our clothes. As we had\\nbut one suit, and the weather was warm, we buttoned up\\nour coats while we washed and dried our other garments.\\nm. Sharpe: As we entered the outskirts of the Cap-\\nital of Georgia, we saw in front of a negro shanty a white\\nshirt on a pole floating in the breeze and a lot of negro wo-\\nmen standing around. One of the boys called out: Say,\\nDinah, what have you that thing up there for? Why-\\nwhy, said she, that s to let you uns know that we uns have\\nsurrendered A shout went up That s a good joke on\\nSherman s army. A negro shanty surrendering, with an\\nold white shirt as a signal, made us feel jolly.\\nThis incident from the same journal shows how easy it\\nwas for olificers to fall out over a trifling infringement of\\neach other s rights, and the amusement afforded the men\\nby a dispute between those in command: Not many\\nhours after leaving ]Milledgeville we were ordered to stack\\narms on the same camp-ground where Captain Winegar s\\nBattery I. First New York Artillery, lay. Presently the\\nCaptain came riding up with drawn sword to Colonel Mer-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 221\\nrill of our regiment and commanded him to move his men\\nout of his camp. The Colonel replied that he was ordered\\nto stack arms right here, and right here he would stay\\nuntil told to move by the commanding officer. Captain\\nWinegar became very angry and said: I will order Gen-\\neral Slocum to move you out of here. Colonel Merrill\\nturned around to him with a big smile on his face and said:\\nCaptain Winegar, it does look as if you would try to order\\nGeneral Slocum around. We boys were mightily tickled,\\nwhile the Captain s own men began to catch on, and joined\\nin a good hearty laugh at their commander. The enraged\\nofficer disappeared for a while, then returned and c^uietly\\nmoved the battery.\\nSharpe thus tells how a soldier supplies himself with\\nhoney: He runs his bayonet into the top of the beehive,\\nbrings his gun to a right shoulder shift, and takes up the\\ndouble-quick for his command, leaving the bees to fly out\\nbehind as he runs. Woe to the man, horse, or mule that\\nhe happens to pass. He might have told of a lad wrap-\\nping a hive in a blanket, and the fun he had when the curi-\\nous boys unfolded the supposed music box or of their fun\\nlater when the joker s dreams were disturbed by a few bees\\nthat had stuck to the blanket.\\nThe members of our regiment had a great affection for\\nthe men of the One Hundred and Fifth Illinois, and the\\nfeeling was reciprocated, but this did not prevent the play-\\ning of jokes at each other s expense. The Seventieth boys\\nfelt quite sure they knew who had slandered them, and\\nmade General Ward assert in his forceful way, T swah to\\nGod, if I could camp over night with the Seventieth in the\\nedge of Richmond, there would be nothing for Grant to\\ntake in the morning.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "222 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nThe following stories were told at a reunion after the\\nwar, as illustrating this disposition. One night the ropes\\nof the sutler s tent of the One Hundred and Fifth Illinois\\nwere cut, and from the ruins cans of fruit, cigars and some-\\nthing stronger than his tobacco disappeared. It was re-\\nported at headquarters, under loud protests from the\\naccused, however, that the mischief was done by men of\\nthe Seventieth. The protesting innocents declared that\\nthey would get even with their slanderous friends.\\nThe patient search and vigil long\\nOf him who treasures up a wrong\\nhad its reward on the March to the Sea. The Seventieth\\nforaging party, on one occasion, had separated in squads\\nof four. The men of one squad entered an outbuilding\\nattached to a large dwelling, and finding a hogshead filled\\nwith molasses, proceeded to stand it on end, knock in the\\nhead, and stock their canteens. Just as they had finished,\\na buxom housemaid, black as night, rushed in at the com-\\nmand of her mistress, cryino-, G way fum heah! Dese our\\nlasses! at the same time striking one of the foragers on\\nthe head with an oak paddle, so that he staggered against\\nthe side of the shed. Recovering himself, he called out,\\nLet s baptize her, boys, and the four, seizing, immersed\\nher in the syrup, then let her run. As they emerged from\\nthe cabin, the foragers of the One Hundred and Fifth ap-\\npeared with a large ox wagon they had pressed into the ser-\\nvice, and shouted, What s in there, boys? Sorghum!\\nAny left? Yes, a whole barrel! In a twinkling the\\nhogshead was on the wagon. That night there was rnuch\\nsweetness in the mouths of the One Hundred and Fifth\\nboys, but much bitterness of feeling with loss of appetite", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 223\\nthe following day when told of the cruel joke. Possibly\\nhistory repeats itself in this incident, for a similar experi-\\nence is told of another regiment.\\nThe Georgia forager, a unique character such as the\\nworld has never seen before, coined for himself the name\\nof Sherman s Bummer. Just at sundown there would join\\nthe march or enter the camp a motley collection of wag-\\nons, carts, chaises, buggies, sulkies, coaches, anything that\\nhad wheels, drawn by anything that could pull. At the\\nhead of the procession would be an ancient family carriage,\\ndrawn by a goat, a cow with bell, and a jackass. Tied be-\\nhind would be a sheep and a calf, while the vehicle would\\nbe loaded down with pumpkins, chickens, cabbages,\\nguinea fowls, carrots, turkeys, onions, squashes, a shoat,\\nsorghum, a looking-glass, an Italian harp, sweetmeats, a\\npeacock, a rocking chair, a gourd, a bass viol, sweet po-\\ntatoes, a cradle, dried peaches, honey, a baoy carriage,\\npeach brandy and every other imaginable thing under the\\nsun a lot of fool soldiers could take in their heads to bring\\naway. Now leading the goat, now mauling the cow when-\\never she bawled, would be a gigantic woman, wearing a\\nbonnet decked with ostrich feathers, a silk dress coming\\ndown to her knees, a pearl necklace encircling her throat,\\nfrom which poured forth such blood-curdling oaths when-\\never the jackass stopped to bray, as would have made Satan\\nshake his sides in rapturous joy. On top of this load\\nwould be a man with an antique two-story stovepipe silk\\nhat, a revolutionary swallow-tailed, shad-belly coat, black\\nvelvet knee-breeches, legs hideously bare, who pressed to\\nhis lips a six-foot stage horn and blew as if his name was\\nGabriel and the judgment day just at hand.\\nDecember fifteenth. An officer writes: A month ago", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "224 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nto-day we pushed out from Atlanta into the enemy s coun-\\ntry, entirely ignorant of our destination. Our nightlong\\njourney was gloomily enlivened by the flames of burning\\nhouses, and the distant explosions beneath the ruined city\\nin our rear. Nothing I have ever seen, but this terrible\\nnight, is worthy of being compared to that\\nDay of Wrath, eventful day.\\nWhen heaven and earth shall pass away.\\nDies irae! Dies irae! filled the air, and fell upon the\\nhearts of the inhabitants of doomed Georgia. As we had\\nonly three days rations, our subsistence had to be taken\\nentirely from the country; and as the region through which\\nwe passed was a wealthy one, we obtained meal, flour,\\npork, beef, chickens, turkeys, honey, preserved fruits, sweet\\npotatoes, rice, and, indeed, everything you can think of.\\nI think I have eaten more fowls and honey on this trip\\nthan in all my life before, and sweet potatoes well, I ve\\nalmost had enough.\\nThe boys have become quite fastidious in regard to\\nthe size of the turkey, claiming that a ten-pound yearling\\njust meets a man s wants, while a fifteen-pounder may be\\ntough; and anyhow is ill-proportioned, being a little too\\nmuch for one man and not quite enough for two.\\nAs we passed along the road near Madison, the men\\nfound an outhouse containing several casks of molasses.\\nHungry stragglers swarmed around like bees, swearing and\\npushing and overturning the barrels. A beautiful black-\\neyed boy of four years sat on the gate-post, calling out,\\nCome out of there, you old mean Yanks, you! Oh, goody!\\ngoody! you can t get the chickens, for they re under the\\nhouse!", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 225\\nWhile we were entering Milledgeville an old black wo-\\nman cried, God bless you! You ve come at last. We ve\\nbeen waitin for you-all more n four years!\\nThe usual invitation of our boys, Come on, Sambo!\\nCome on, Dinah! was responded to in one case by an ebony\\nfemale rushing into the ranks with a Yes, I se gwine, but\\nsome of you uns must marry me.\\nA fat old fellow stood by his lady on a high fence. As\\nhis eye caught me, he cried out, Oh, dar s de Capting!\\nwinding up with a locomotive yell, and a backward tumble.\\nIt s to be hoped he didn t break his neck.\\nA woman greeted us with, Lawsee, Massas I can t larf\\nnufif; I se so glad to see you!\\nIt was very touching to see the vast numbers of colored\\nwomen following after us with babies in their arms, and\\nlittle ones like our Anna clinging to their tattered skirts.\\nOne poor creature, while nobody was looking, hid two\\nboys, five years old, in a wagon, intending, I suppose, that\\nthey should see the land of freedom if she couldn t. Babies\\ntumbled from the backs of mules, to which they had been\\ntold to cling, and were drowned in the swamps, while moth-\\ners stood by the roadside, crying for their lost children, and\\ndoubting whether to continue longer with the advancing\\narmy.\\nThe houses of the wealthy along the line of march\\nwere pillaged, their clothes and beds torn to pieces, their\\nbarns and gins given to the flames.\\nAn old planter was walking back and forth, wringing\\nhis hands, and exclaiming over and over, Oh, I m a ruined\\nman! I m a ruined man! when one of the soldiers, weary\\nof his noise, consoled him with, Who in said you\\nwasn t?", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "226 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nIt was melancholy to watch the books disappear from\\nthe shelves of the State library, recalling the vandalism\\nof the Arabs in Egypt. Ghost of Hannah More! Think\\nof my stealing Coelebs in Search of a Wife!\\nIn many of the houses the ladies sat amid the ruins of\\ntheir furniture and the tattered contents of their drawers\\nand trunks, smiling as if they took all things joyfully. Yet\\nnow and then an old lady would have to be reproved by her\\ncalmer daughter, Please, mamma, don t rar so\\nA Confederate, General Harrison, was accosted by one\\nof the men Well, old man, they re handling you rather\\nroughly Yes, was the reply they have done about all\\nthey can. No, said the other, angrily, we ll burn your\\nhouse for you and make a desert of your plantation The\\ndiscovery of blood-hounds, which always exasperates the\\nmen, and the fact that his son had charge of a prison pen,\\noccasioned special vindictiveness.\\nOur men showed more sympathy for an unfortunate\\ndog that appeared underneath a burning house in Spring-\\nfield, sending forth most dismal howls. He succeeded by\\nthe help of the flames in breaking the strap which bound\\nhim, but only to find himself caged by blazing palings that\\nfringed the basement of the building. The boys stood in\\nranks as the column halted for a moment, breathlessly\\nwatching the efforts of the poor fellow, whom they could\\nnot aid, and burst into welcoming cheers as he seized the\\nred bars with his teeth and tore his way toward them.\\nOne of the boys found five thousand dollars in Con-\\nfederate money concealed in a well, besides gold, silver\\nand clothing of the finest quality. I have no doubt that\\n*The book has since been returned.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 227\\nfifty thousand dollars worth of silk dresses were found\\nburied, and exhumed and torn to pieces by the men. Sil-\\nverware, hid away in the ground, fell into their hands\\nthrough information derived from the negroes.\\nAn officer may instruct, command and threaten the\\nmen, but when foraging they think of the tens of thous-\\nands of their imprisoned comrades, slowly perishing with\\nhunger, in the midst of wealth untold, barns bursting with\\ngrain, and food to feed a dozen armies, and they sweep with\\nthe besom of destruction. The war is with men and with\\nproperty, but women are always addressed with respect\\nand children treated with tenderness. I gave orders to\\nour foragers, and doubtless other regimental commanders\\ndid the same, to shoot down anything in the form of a man\\nengaged in unsoldier-like deeds.\\nOn a plantation about seven miles from Savannah is a\\nmagnificent forest of live oaks, festooned with Spanish\\nmoss. Some of the trees are ten feet in diameter, and the\\ndistance across from tip to tip of the branches is nearly\\ntwo hundred feet, far surpassing in grandeur any produc-\\ntion of the forest I have ever seen. The EngHsh oaks are\\nbut dwarfs, and that elm at home, near Virginia avenue,\\ndwindles in my memory until it assumes a size not a third\\nas large as these glorious creations, each one in itself a\\nforest and a temple.\\nBefore Savannah, Monday, December nineteenth. All\\nthe boys seem to be in excellent health. It could scarcely\\nbe otherwise, as the march has been easy, the food excel-\\nlent, and the weather delightful. The days are as sunny\\nand the air as mild as if it were summer instead of winter.\\nThe favorite hymn with the men is, December s as pleasant\\nas June.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "228 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nOne has only to read the following documents from\\nGenerals Beauregard and Wheeler to be satisfied as to who\\nit was that insulted women, maltreated children, and com-\\nmitted the crimes falsely charged to the Union foragers.\\nThe times were propitious for the poor white to show\\nthe arrogant planter that one man is as good as another,\\nand for the revengeful who had cherished a grudge to\\nget even with his neighbor. Wheeler, doubtless, and pos-\\nsibly Wade Hampton, did what they could to restrain their\\ntroopers, but hosts of the gallant Confederates had fallen,\\nwhile all the cowardly cut-throats had survived.\\nIn the Field, Dec. lo, 1864.\\nSoldiers! While you have been engaged gallantly fighting\\nthe enemy a band of thieves and stragglers have spread over\\nthe country robbing and insulting the wives and children of\\nyour brother soldiers who are opposing the invaders upon\\nother fields. These soldiers expect protection from you, and I\\nappeal to every officer and soldier of this command to assist\\nin arresting and bringing to justice these depredators who\\nclaim to belong to the command, and by their conduct are\\nbringing disgrace upon you and distress upon citizens, the\\nfamilies of comrades in arms.\\nJOSEPH WHEELER,\\nMajor-General.\\nCharleston, Dec. 23, 1864.\\nGen. S, Cooper, Adjutant and Inspector General: Unless\\nWheeler s command of twelve so-called brigades can be\\nproperly organized into divisions, under good commanders, a\\nlarge portion of it had better be dismounted forthwith; its\\nconduct in front of the enemy, and its depredations on private\\nproperty, render it worse than useless.\\nG. T. BEAUREGARD,\\nGeneral.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "THE MARCH TO THE SEA 229\\nThe destruction of railways, the flames consuming mills\\nand gins, property created by and wrung from the black-\\nman, gave hourly evidence of the awful ruin wrought by\\na war that would never have existed had it not been for\\nthe wrong of slavery. Many drawn battles had been fought\\nin which thousands died seemingly in vain, but now the\\nshackles were broken without a blow, and a vast host of\\nfreedmen followed the army to the sea. Wendell Phillips\\nhad declared, 1 believe American slavery will last a thous-\\nand years. Before twelve had elapsed, after this decla-\\nration, countless throngs were pressing on the men in blue,\\nshouting in their new-found liberty, The year of jubilee\\nhas come. Gladstone spoke better than he knew, when\\nhe said: Jefferson Davis has created a nation, for that\\nunhappy man s action had resulted in four millions of peo-\\nple, more than originally formed the American Common-\\nwealth, emerging from slavery to a share in the govern-\\nment of a genuine republic, now for the first time in its\\nhistory without a slave.\\nJ. I Ketcham: I just received the compliment of\\nbeing a great prophet. When in front of Savannah heavy\\nfiring was heard in the distance. We had grown used to\\nsuch Httle matters, but some negroes who had just come\\ninto camp were greatly alarmed. The balls of their eyes\\nrolled uncomfortably. They appointed a committee to\\nwait on me and ask me what I thought of the future. I\\nreplied, Oh, we will wake up some fine morning and find\\nthe enemy has fled. The frightened creatures would not\\naccept this simple prophetic statement. The next morn-\\ning, however, the enemy was gone. The negroes were\\ndelighted and gathered around their camp-fire to discuss\\nthe situation. I overheard one of them refer in high com-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "230 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nplimentary terms to my prophetic greatness, adding, Now,\\nhow do you spose he knowed s much? Ketcham beat\\nWendell Phillips at prophesying.\\nOn the night of the twentieth of December Hardee s\\narmy deserted Savannah, and early the following morn-\\ning Sherman s battalions entered the city. The great com-\\nmander modestly underestimated his captures, when on\\nthe twenty-second he sent this dispatch to the President:\\nI beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of\\nSavannah, with one hundred and fifty heavy guns and\\nplenty of ammunition, and also about twenty-five thousand\\nbales of cotton.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIII.\\nIN SAVANNAH\\nAn officer writes: All the way from Atlanta to the\\nocean without a fight. Some portions of our army have\\nhad skirmishing, but our regiment has not lost a man.\\nBefore daylight on the twenty-first we discovered that\\nthe Confederates had deserted their lines, so we immedi-\\nately pushed into the city, finding over three hundred pieces\\nof artillery, besides thousands of bales of the king of the\\nSouth and vast quantities of rice and corn.\\nIt was a glorious sight, the entering of our steamers\\ninto the harbor day before yesterday.\\nThe city is much more beautiful than either Atlanta\\nor Nashville. Almost every other square is a park, orna-\\nmented in many instances with beautiful monuments and\\nsparkling fountains. I had a delightful ride a day or two\\nago along the river to Fort Jackson, some four miles below\\nthe city. Our horses went like the wind along the dikes,\\nwhich separate rice fields; under brave old oaks snowed\\nover with Spanish moss; through thicketed ravines, more\\nbeautiful than Scotland s lovely Hawthornden; over the\\ndrawbridge, across the moat, beneath the arch, and into\\nthe fortress so lately deserted by the foe.\\nOne of the streets of the city is very wide, adorned with\\nfour rows of shade trees and bordered with magnificent\\nresidences, calling to mind the loveliness and grandeur of\\nUnter-den-Linden.\\nU. H. Farr: The Twentieth Corps, after the city was\\ntaken, went into camp in the suburbs on the upper side\\n231", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "232 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nwithin the defences. Great quantities of rice were stored in\\nthe warehouses, in sacks, barrels, hogsheads, and in bulk,\\nand the inhabitants, principally Irish women and children,\\nand a few crippled men, came pouring in to load them-\\nselves. I saw some fights between the women, and the\\nair became sulphurous from the curses. Fists were used\\nwith vigor, and hair-pulling and kicks indulged in, but\\ntongues were the principal weapons. Starving women,\\ncolored and white, thronged the river bank rolling barrels\\nand even huge hogsheads of rice. Our soldiers stood in\\ngroups taking in the scene. When a fight occurred among\\nthe Amazons, they would cheer and encourage the weaker\\nones, and despite the roughness of the scene would get\\nsome enjoyment out of it.\\nNo guard was needed in this conquered city to protect\\nthe citizens or to keep the houses from being invaded.\\nSoldiers could be seen wandering in groups all over the\\ncity, commenting on the structure of the houses, the pe-\\nculiarities of the shaded streets, and the great number of\\nparks. Camp life soon grew monotonous, and many of\\nthe men drifted into gambling as a pastime, the excitement\\nof the game taking the place of the excitement of the\\nskirmish line. One walking on the railroad, down the\\nsouthern sunnyside embankment, could see every kind of\\ngame going on with cards and dice, chuck-a-luck and poker\\nhaving the preference; and that money was rapidly falling\\ninto the hands of the skilful and unscrupulous.\\nWe drew some clothing, mostly shoes, as the men were\\nbarefooted, though many were almost naked, as no regu-\\nlar issue of clothing had been made since spring. A small\\namount of other wear beside shoes was drawn, but the men\\ndid not allow themselves to indulge in needful blankets,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "IN SAVANNAH 233\\nor a change of clothing even, no matter how cold the win-\\nter nights might be, as they felt that the halt was of short\\nduration, and such articles could not be carried on the\\nmarch.\\nAn officer writes: Sunday Captain Culver and I at-\\ntended service at the Methodist church, and as it was com-\\nmunion Sabbath and the invitation did not seem to exclude\\nus, we went forward with the members, and kneeling round\\nthe altar partook of the sacrament. The members appeared\\nfearfully broken down, as if the heavens were clothed in\\nsackcloth and their hearts were crushed beneath the black-\\nened embers of their blasted homes. I think they were\\nglad to have us there, and yet, clad as they were in mourn-\\ning and overwhelmed by the thought that all they valued\\nin life was lost, they seemed to personify woe. Some may\\nrejoice in the desolation of this people, but I feel as the\\nIsraelites did over the extermination of Benjamin.\\nOn our return we went into an empty house, doors all\\nopen, in search of something to read. Everything the\\nowners did not wish to take in their flight was tumbled on\\nthe floors. After finding a little book that suited me, I\\nremarked to a lone African who had gladly welcomed us:\\n*My man, it s rather hard to be stealing things this way,\\nisn t it? La, Massa, dat s not stealin Dey s yours. If\\ndey hadn t fout you, dey wouldn t loss nuffin\\nThe negroes furnish a comic side to the melancholy\\npictures seen everywhere, though there is tragedy enough\\nin their comedy. Yesterday, while we were singing, a\\ngray-headed darkey with saw and buck on his shoulders,\\nas he passed by, struck up a dance in spite of age and\\nencumbrances, inspired by the music or the thought of\\nbroken chains.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "234 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGod bress you! God bress you! is the language of\\nevery crooked-legged, wrinkled-faced, white-haired, black\\nragamuffin as he pulls ofif his hat and paws the ground\\nwith his right foot; Tse been prayin for you dese many\\nyears, and I knowed you s gwine to come, and now you s\\ndone come, thank the good Lord.\\nEverywhere you hear old women muttering, O, how\\nI love em! But dey is purty! Dey isn t yaller, scrawny\\nlittle fellers like dem rebels. God bress you, dear. He\\nopened de door. He take de yoke off our necks. He turn\\nus loose! O, Lord! Massa, my young missus tole me de\\nYankees had horns on der head, and dey would bore holes\\ntru our shoulders for de ropes, and hitch us in wagons,\\nand all dose what couldn t work, dey d send ofif to Cuby.\\nWhile we were singing John Brown and the Year of\\nJubilo this morning, a great crowd of tattered women\\ngathered from the streets, waving their hands, shouting,\\nthrowing their arms round each other, kneeling and pray-\\ning, God bress you and take you, Massas, and all dat you\\nlove to heaven, wdiar you will shine like stars in glory!\\nWe owe it all to you! Bress God!\\nIt is depressing to see their joy, when one thinks of\\nthe impossibility of their attaining their ideal of freedom.\\nNever having known what it is to act for themselves, they\\nare helpless as little children when thrown on their own\\nresources. We laugh now at their wild antics, and mar-\\nvellous expectations, but cannot shut out the thought that\\nthe comedy may soon darken into a tragedy.\\nU. H. Farr: On the morning of the thirty-first of\\nDecember, 1864, the Third Division crossed the pontoon\\nbridge to an island in the Savannah River, and the pon-\\ntoon corps attempted to throw boats over the other branch", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "IN SAVANNAH 235\\nof the stream; but the rebel troops had stationed them-\\nselves on the opposite side of the river, behind a high em-\\nbankment that served to keep the tide-water from the low\\nrice fields. Our corps batteries were brought to bear on\\nthese riflemen, and a vigorous shelling was kept up all\\nday, without much apparent effect, however. As night\\ndrew on, a cold wind blew at a furious rate, making it\\nimpossible to raise a tent, and as all the fuel on the island\\nwas water-soaked, building a fire that emitted any warmth\\nwas out of the question. Wretchedness was universal.\\nAn officer writes: I heard an irrepressible youth sing-\\ning, as he watched the old year out and the new year in:\\nIn eighteen hundred and sixty-five,\\nWe ll all go home, if we re alive.\\nMuch virtue in If, I thought, for it looks now with Jack\\nFrost and Jupiter Pluvius after us, and Jeff Davis in front,\\nas if we stood a sorry chance of getting home.\\nU. H. Farr: Early on the first of January, 1865, Com-\\npanies A, B, C and D recrossed the bridge and marched\\nto a point where a small river steamer, the General Hardee,\\nlay. Battery C, First Ohio, was put on the boat and two\\nbarges were fastened to either side of the steamer. The\\nboat steamed down the river below the island to a point\\nnear Fort Jackson, then headed up the stream, and across\\nto South Carolina. As the steamer approached the shore\\nthe artillerymen stood to their guns, and the four com-\\npanies were ordered to load and fix bayonets. At this mo-\\nment the batteries on the island literally filled the air with\\nshells, raking the top of the embankment in our front,\\nwhile the infantry filed rapidly into the barges, seized the\\npoles and pushed themselves to the shore. The men sprang", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "236 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nout and rushed to the top of the bank, expecting each sec-\\nond a crash of musketry from the enemy supposed to be\\nbehind it. Hundreds of yards away hundreds of men in\\ngray were seen going pell-mell, trying to escape the shells\\nflying from the island. The sight of the scampering men,\\nsome of whom were mounted and were beating their horses\\nfuriously, called forth shouts of laughter, and concluded\\nwith a cheer of triumph, which w as taken up by the six\\ncompanies of the Seventieth still on the island.\\nThe steamer now went back for the balance of the regi-\\nment, and when all had arrived, we took up our march for\\nthe timber by the same route the rebel cavalry had gone.\\nAs this W as some five miles from the river, it was night\\nbefore we reached our destination. We could see a bright\\nfire blazing in advance, and when the head of the column\\nreached it, it was discovered to be a burning bridge. The\\nfire was quickly extinguished, and after repairing, wagons\\nand the artillery were enabled to cross. We advanced until\\nwe came to the dwelling on the plantation of General\\nHardee, and there threw out pickets and encamped.\\nAn officer writes home from this place: It is startHng\\nto meet a regiment that has had active service for two or\\nthree years, and see how amazingly diseases, detachments,\\ndischarges and death have caused it to dwindle. A little\\nincident at the Savannah River crossing illustrates this\\nand may amuse you: Three of us. Acting Adjutant Charles\\nCox, my man Jerry and myself, were going from our camp\\non Hardee s plantation to Savannah with the remains of\\nthe regimental banners, which were to be sent home. Jerry,\\nmounted on a mule, poked along behind carrying the flags,\\nwhich, notwithstanding all our care, are reduced to a few\\ntattered stripes, a tassel or two, and shell-shattered staves.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "IN SAVANNAH 237\\nFlags couldn t look more forlorn, and our clothes were\\nfaded and ragged. As we suddenly descended the bank,\\nthere about seven feet high, we encountered a sentinel keep-\\ning solitary guard at the head of the pontoon bridge, who\\nasked: What regiment, boys? Charley answered, Seven-\\ntieth Indiana. The man took a step up the bank to see\\nthe others coming, seemed stunned, dropped the butt of\\nhis gun to the ground and exclaimed, My God! all dead\\nbut two men and a nigger!\\nExecutive Mansion,\\nWashington, Dec. 26, 1864.\\nMy Dear General Sherman: Many, many thanks for your\\nChristmas gift, the capture of Savannah. When you were about\\nleaving Atlanta for the Atlantic coast, I was anxious, if not\\nfearful, but feeling that you were the better judge, and remem-\\nbering that nothing risked, nothing gained, I did not inter-\\nfere. Now, the undertaking being a success, the honor is all\\nyours, for I believe none of us went further than to acquiesce.\\nAnd taking the work of General Thomas into the count, as it\\nshould be taken, it is indeed a great success. Not only does\\nit afford the obvious and immediate military advantages, but\\nin showing to the world that your army could be divided, put-\\nting the stronger part to an important new service, and yet\\nleaving enough to vanquish the old opposing force of the\\nwhole Hood s army it brings those who sat in darkness to\\nsee a great light. But what next? I suppose it will be safer\\nif I leave General Grant and yourself to decide. Please make\\nmy grateful acknowledgments to your whole army, officers\\nand men. Yours very truly,\\nA. LINCOLN.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "238 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGeneral Orders, No. 3.\\nWar Department, Adjutant General s Office.\\nWashington, Jan. 14, 1865.\\nThe following resolution of the Senate and House of Rep-\\nresentatives is published to the army:\\nBe it Resolved by the Senate and House of Representatives\\nof the United States of America in Congress assembled, That\\nthe thanks of the people and of the Congress of the United\\nStates are due, and are hereby tendered to Maj.-Gen. William\\nT, Sherman, and through him to the officers and men under\\nhis command, for their gallantry and good conduct in their\\nlate compaign from Chattanooga to Atlanta, and the tri-\\numphal march thence through Georgia to Savannah, terminat-\\ning in the capture and occupation of that city; and that the\\nPresident cause a copy of this joint resolution to be engrossed\\nand forwarded to Maj.-Gen. Sherman.\\nBy order of the Secretary of War.\\nW. A. NICHOLS,\\nAssistant Adjutant-General.\\nHeadquarters Seventieth Indiana Volunteer Infantry,\\nSavannah, Ga., Dec. 24, 1864.\\nSir I have the honor to report that on the ist day of\\nNovember the aggregate present of the Seventieth Indiana\\nRegiment was 413, which was increased to 532 on the 5th by\\nan addition caused by a consolidation with the Twenty-\\nseventh Indiana. On the 14th we left the Chattahoochee\\nRiver, reaching Atlanta the same day. On the 15th, the time\\nof moving from Atlanta, there were nine animals in my pos-\\nsession, for which, in the fifteen days previous, there had been\\ndrawn only three days rations, as the twelve days rations\\nwere foraged from the neighboring regions. Thirteen animals\\nwere added to the above number, making in all twenty-two,\\nfor which the government has furnished no rations, but forage\\nwas collected from the country to supply their wants.\\nThe number of rations issued to the men of the command\\nI have no means of ascertaining. Since the organization of", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "IN SAVANNAH 239\\nthe regiment the supply of food has never been so abundant\\nas during the recent campaign.\\nThe health of the command has been excellent, the average\\nnumber unfit for duty being less than one in one hundred.\\nThe daily report of the regiment has been no casualties.\\nVery respectfully^ your obedient servant,\\nS. MERRILL,\\nLieut. Col., Commanding Seventieth Ind. Vols.\\nLieut. A. H. Trego,\\nActing Assistant Adjutant-General.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIV.\\nTHEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS\\nThese oft-used words, greeted with such deHght by the\\nlazy college student, give wonderful comfort also to one\\nwhose only claim to be like Xenophon is that he, too, tells\\nof a journey through an enemy s country. If the gifted\\ndisciple of Socrates was driven to repeating, Then we\\nmarched so many miles again and again, who can criti-\\ncise if in this unpretending narrative of a tramp through\\nthe hostile States of the Carolinas and Virginia there are\\ntiresome repetitions.\\nWhen the ten thousand Greeks in their famous march\\nto the sea, at sight of the Euxine threw themselves into\\neach other s arms, weeping and shouting for joy, they for-\\ngot for the ecstatic moment that before reaching home\\nfearful hardships were yet to be borne. So, too, our boys,\\nas they looked out toward the ocean, and saw the beau-\\ntiful flag floating over the approaching vessels, were\\nthrilled through and through, forgetting everything,\\nhardly knowing whether the vision accompanying the view\\nwas of heaven or home. Soon the vision vanished, and\\nthe certainty that their journeyings were not yet half done,\\nand that hardships indescribable were to be e^idured, called\\nfor all the fortitude and resolution they had in reserve.\\nU. H. Farr We remained at Hardee s farm until Jan-\\nuary seventeenth, and then moved to Hardeesville, where\\nwe stayed till the twenty-ninth. The country around the\\ntown is low and flat, and the numerous swamps made it\\nanything but a desirable location. It rained much of the\\n240", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 241\\ntime, and the camps were flooded with water half ankle\\ndeep, and as the ground was spongy, the mud was as deep\\nas the water. Brush was cut from the pine trees, and piled\\nin the tents to keep the men from lying in the water.\\nOn the twenty-ninth we marched to Robertsville, twen-\\nty-five miles in two days, passing through the same low\\ncountry covered with mud and water. Much of the road\\nhad to be corduroyed with fence rails if these could be\\nfound within a quarter of a mile of the road, or with poles\\ncut from the woods. We lay in Robertsville two^ days;\\nleaving on February second and marching on higher\\nground twelve miles, we reached Lawtonville the same day.\\nThough the land as a general thing lay higher than that\\nnear Savannah, yet on either side of the water courses were\\nswamps from a few hundred yards to a mile or more in\\nwidth, which had always to be corduroyed for the passage\\nof wagons and artillery.\\nSome half-mile to the west of Lawtonville was a small\\ncreek, and as the head of the column approached the\\nswamp it was fired on by the enemy from the east side of\\na field on the western edge of the swamp. A skirmish line\\nwas thrown out, but met with such a hot fire that the ad-\\nvance was stopped, and batteries were brought up to a\\nrise in the ground of the field, some three or four hundred\\nyards away from the enemy, and trained on the piles of\\nrails along the edge of the swamp. While the division\\nwas forming in line the artillery did good work, as every\\nshell thrown was seen to scatter the rails that had been\\npiled, but the enemy somehow held to his position, and\\nkept up a hot fire. When all was ready for a move forward,\\nthe skirmish Hne was strengthened, Companies A, B, C,\\nand D, being added from the Seventieth, when the whole", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "242 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nskirmish line, a mile or more long, advanced with a yell.\\nSuch a galling fire was poured into it that after running\\nover two-thirds of the ground to be passed, the men\\ndropped flat to get a good breath, preparatory to a struggle\\nover the rail piles. A determined resistance was expected,\\nbut when the command Forward! came every man was\\nup instantly and with a yell the rush was made. No enemy\\nwas found, however, for while we were preparing for the\\nlast grand rush, he had quietly but quickly withdrawn into\\nthe tangled underbrush of the swamp. The column, pre-\\nceded by the skirmish line, pushed on and camped for the\\nnight at Lawtonville.\\nOur command now moved rapidly toward the interior\\nand struck the Augusta and Charleston railroad at Graham s\\nTurnout, and in three days tore up some seventy miles of\\nthat road, burning the ties and bridges and destroying the\\nrails. We encamped on the opposite side of the river from\\nColumbia, and saw its destruction by fire. Early the follow-\\ning morning we marched eight miles up the river and\\ncrossed on a pontoon bridge. We crossed the Wateree at\\nRocky Mountain and Winsboro was burned; indeed, as we\\npassed through this part of the State we could see from an\\neminence by the columns of smoke that like a cloud cov-\\nered the entire front of the armies, how far the foragers\\nhad advanced. No house of any pretension was left, no\\noutbuildings, no fences, for the solemn resolve of every\\nman was that South Carolina, the prime conspirator in the\\nrebellion, should be made to suffer for the sorrow she had\\nbrought on the country.\\nNothing escaped the search of the foragers, for, guided\\nby the negroes, everything hidden was revealed. Cattle,\\nhorses, eatables, everything that could be used was taken,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 243\\nand the slaves who proposed to follow the army were sup-\\nplied with their master s clothing. Vast quantities of corn\\nwere found and carried to mills in sacks, the foragers turn-\\ning millers, and coming into camp loaded down with the\\nmaterial for making corn-bread. The foragers sallied out\\nof camp each morning before day, hurrying to the front,\\nor out on either flank of the line of march, in hopes of being\\nfirst to find some kind of forage to bring in to their hungry\\ncomrades. They seldom failed to find something, even\\nthough they had to fight the small squads of rebels for\\nit, but often it was very little, and the men had to fast\\nuntil the foragers were more successful. Then after a fail-\\nure or two, they would come in loaded with hams, chick-\\nens, geese, turkeys, pigs, lambs, rice, potatoes, and honey,\\nand the men would revel in plenty. All through the center\\nand eastern part of the State they found sugar-houses with\\nlong lines of barrels of sugar standing around the sides\\nof the building so as to let the syrup drain off, to be\\ncarried by troughs into a box and barreled as it accumu-\\nlated.\\nIt is impossible in the limits of a small volume to men-\\ntion individuals except as they stand for classes, or to\\nrelate incidents except as they illustrate in a general way\\narmy life.\\nW. T. Done, when eighteen years old, in the spring of\\n1864, enlisted and was assigned at Indianapolis as a recruit\\nto Company D, of our regiment, on his choice, because\\nsome of his old schoolmates were in that company. After\\nhe had been assigned and had donned his uniform, boy\\nlike, he concluded, as he was not sent right ofif to the\\nfront, to go back to his home in the country and show", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "244 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nhimself to his mother. She was a widow and her only other\\n5on had died in the army.\\nDone could get no furlough, so he took French leave,\\nhaving no thought of desertion, but petty officials, seeing\\nthe chance for making the Government fee, twenty-five\\ndollars, by catching a deserter, arrested, manacled and for-\\nwarded him to his company. It was a long, hard journey\\nfor Done, cooped up nine-tenths of the time in jails, with\\ndeserters, bounty-jumpers, and criminals of every descrip-\\ntion. In five months he reached Atlanta, after its fall, while\\nthe troops were lying in camps around the city.\\nWord came that a prisoner had arrived who belonged to\\nCompany D, and was at a military prison in town. No one\\nrecognized his name, which was misspelled on the papers\\npresented, and no one had heard that a recruit was coming.\\nWhen an officer brought him to camp not a man knew him,\\nfor he was filthy, his clothing in rags, his hair long and\\nuncombed, and he was pale and emaciated from long con-\\nfinement in vile dungeons. To everybody s surprise he\\ncalled some of his old schoolmates by name, and added to\\ntheir amazement by telling them who he was. One humor-\\nous old acquaintance exclaimed as he stepped forward and\\ntook him by the hand, Well, now, if you ain t a bird! and\\nso he became known in the company as Bird.\\nHe proved to be a good soldier, was a regular dare-devil,\\nand made his mark on the Carolina campaign as a first-\\nclass forager. He picked up a long-necked, long-bodied,\\nlong-legged, bony horse that was called Shellbark. Shell-\\nbark was a traveler. When he got under way he was hard\\nto stop. His points were observed and freely discussed\\nby the boys, and the conclusion was that he had been\\ntrained for racing.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 245\\nSome clays after the army passed Columbia we entered\\na fertile portion of the State, but Wade Hampton was in\\nfront, and as his host was being constantly reinforced from\\nother sections of the South, foraging was frequently en-\\nlivened by fighting. Early one morning some fifteen or\\ntwenty of our foragers had pushed far out in front of the\\narmy, but had not met with success in their search. As was\\nthe custom two of the number rode a hundred yards in\\nadvance of the squad as lookouts. They were approach-\\ning a farm-house that stood a little of? the main road, but\\nwas reached by a lane leading from the highway to the\\ndwelling. As they came near this lane, a force of mounted\\nmen was seen in the yard, outnumbering two or three to\\none the squad of foragers. They were dressed in blue uni-\\nforms, and our foragers, supposing they were Union men,\\ndecided to pass on. After the advance guard was beyond\\nthe mouth of the lane, and before the main party reached\\nit, the troop up at the farm-house all at once opened fire\\non them, and the whole body dashed down the lane yelling,\\nShoot the Yankee of One of the ad-\\nvance guards was seen to fall from his horse as if killed,\\nwhile the other jumped to the ground and darted into the\\nwoods.\\nOur foragers, seeing they were greatly outnumbered,\\nafter a volley from such as could shoot quickly, turned\\nand fled the way they came, pursued by what they now\\nknew to be Confederates disguised in clothing taken from\\ndead or captured Northern soldiers. The pursuit and\\nretreat were kept up for quite a distance, our men urging\\ntheir horses to their utmost speed. Looking down the\\navenue on which they were rushing, they saw a com-\\npany of Confederate infantry approaching, and to avoid", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "246 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthem the whole squad turned to the left on an intersecting\\nroad, except Bird s old Shellbark. He had steam up and\\nwould not obey the bridle. In spite of all Bird could do he\\nthundered straight on down the road right into this new\\nhost of the enemy.\\nThe foragers made a detour to the highway on which\\nthe main column of our corps was known to be marching,\\nand reaching the regiment late in the afternoon, told of\\ntheir misfortune the loss of the two advance guards and\\nBird s dash to destruction. He surely had been killed, be-\\ncause firing had been heard in the direction he rode. They\\nhad brought no forage, being satisfied with their escape.\\nThe men of Company D soon heard the bad news, and\\ntalked of Bird as dead, telling of his good qualities, espe-\\ncially of his wonderful daring, and forbearing to mention\\nwhat a desperate swearer he had become during his\\ndungeon experience. On halting for the night the sad\\ntidings were the sole subject of conversation. When the\\nold darkey cook Bill came up with the camp kettle and\\nmess pans any horse over six years and any man, white or\\nblack, over thirty, was called old by the boys he listened to\\nthe story in silent dejection, amazing in one usually bois-\\nterously cheerful, but after studying awhile burst out\\nwith, No, gemmen, dey cain t hurt Bud. He wall come in\\nall right. Ole Shellbok will fotch him sartin; you uns will\\nsee.\\nDarkness and thousands of camp-fires were beginning to\\nreveal each other s presence when someone called out,\\nRun here, boys! That looks like old Shellbark coming\\nover yonder. The road was soon full of staring men, and\\nsure enough it was old Shellbark, loaded down with for-\\nage. Bird sitting on top with his legs dangling one side,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 247\\nwhile the bridle reins hung loose, the horse taking his\\nown gait and choosing his own way. The comrades sent\\nup a cheer when Bird came up, and the old darkey, pulling\\nhim off, hugged him as he cried, I tole em you would\\ncome in all right, dat ole Shellbok would fotch you, and\\nsho nuff heah you is. The boys and old Bill took the\\nload from the animal, which consisted of a hog with the\\nbristles still on, split in two so as to swing from each side\\nof the horse, besides chickens, sweet potatoes and other\\nprovisions fit to gladden the hearts and satisfy the appe-\\ntites of tired, marching men.\\nAs soon as Bird had had his supper he was made to tell\\nhis adventures. He said when he came to the forks of\\nthe road in the mad flight, and saw the fresh force of the\\nenemy straight ahead, he aimed to pull off to the left with\\nthe balance of the squad, but in spite of him his horse\\nrushed right on toward the approaching infantry. He saw\\nthem getting ready to shoot, and presently could hear\\nthem yelling to him to halt and surrender, but he could\\nnot have stopped his horse even if he had wanted to. He\\nexpected to be shot, so just shut his eyes and clung to old\\nShellbark. After a moment which seemed an age, when\\nhe knew he must have passed them, he opened his eyes and\\njust then several shots rang out. He could not help won-\\ndering what kept them from firing sooner. After going\\nseveral miles the horse slowed up, and finally dropped into\\na walk.\\nBird found himself in a rich and productive country,\\ndotted with farm-houses, the inhabitants of which had left\\non the approach of Sherman s army. There was neither\\nfriend nor foe to divide or dispute with, so he loaded faith-\\nful old Shellbark with the abundant forage, and climbing", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "248 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\non top headed him for the road on which our division was\\nmarching.\\nThanks to horse and rider. Company D had plenty to\\neat that night, and some to spare for those who were not\\nso lucky. The remark was made later in not very elegant\\nEnglish: I guess it must have been that old race hoss\\nShellbark what cured Bird of his dreadful cussin and dam-\\nU. H, Farr: One morning I started out at break of\\nday to forage for our ordnance train, and after trudging\\nalong two or three hours, came to a fine mansion, and was\\nconducted by an old negro, the sole occupant of the exten-\\nsive quarters, to a building containing some two hundred\\nbushels of shelled corn in sacks. While I was watching and\\nwaiting for the train a Lieutenant with a squad of men\\nsearching for forage for the Second Division took posses-\\nsion and ordered me to move on. As soon as the Third\\nDivision, which was in advance that day, came in sight, I\\nsaluted General Ward and told him the circumstances, and\\nasked for a detail of a Captain and ten men. The General\\nturned in his saddle and ordered a Colonel to do as I re-\\nquested. As I now had a Captain under my command,\\nI proudly marched back to my forage and ordered the\\nLieutenant to move on, who gave himself and myself, also,\\ngreat satisfaction by the volleys of oaths he poured out as\\nhe departed. Greatly elated over my executive ability, I\\nput the Captain and his men in charge of the corn, ordered\\nthe wagonmaster when he appeared on the road to detach\\nseveral wagons to be loaded, and continued my foraging\\nexpedition, saying to myself, Now that I have supplied\\nall the animals of my division with feed for one day, it\\nbecomes my duty to see that the men have sufficient food.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0080\u00a2THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 249\\nBut my pride was soon taken out of me, for the delay\\nhad resulted in the seizure of everything by the advanc-\\ning troops. However, toward evening I came tO a\\nhouse deserted by its owners, but left in charge of an old\\ncolored couple who occupied a cabin near by. The yard\\nwas full of chickens and a dog barked at me. When the\\nold slaves came out I told them I was a Yankee soldier,\\none of Lincoln s men. They seemed stunned and just\\nstood and looked at me. I tried in vain to get the dog\\nto help me catch the chickens, while the old man stood\\nand stared at me as one dazed. I called him to help, and\\nas he still looked without moving, I recollected that he had\\nalways been a slave, used to the commands of white folks,\\nso I stormed at him and ordered him to take the dog and\\nhelp me catch the chickens. This brought him to his\\nsenses, and he dashed in with the dog, and soon I was\\nalmost loaded down with fat hens. One wilder than the\\nrest, chased by the negro and his dog, flew up a woody\\nslope toward the road on which the army was beginning\\nto pass. All of a sudden the man came dashing down that\\nslope, white as a negro ghost, leaped the yard fence at one\\nbound, rushed to his w4fe, slapped his hands on his thighs\\nand exclaimed over and over, Fore God, Dinah Fore God,\\nDinah! His amazed w4fe tried to get something else out\\nof him, and at last he cried out, De big road am full of\\nsogers, an bosses, an wagons, an cannons; jist miles of\\nem. When I endeavored to get him to catch more chick-\\nens he was too crazy to hear me, but wild with excitement\\nthe two slaves began to pack up everything they could\\ncarry to find freedom by following the army.\\nAs the army swept through the State, slaves in count-\\nless numbers thronged after it, of all ages, sexes and con-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "250 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nditions, from extreme old age to the new-born pickaninny\\nin the mother s arms; black slaves, mulatto slaves, slaves\\nso white that no Northern man w ould have thought that\\na drop of African blood was in their veins. The throng\\nbecame so great that it impeded the movement of the army.\\nWhen we came to Broad River, above Columbia, the guard\\nwas instructed to allow no negro to pass over the pontoon\\nbridge unless he belonged to some command as cook or\\nhostler. When the army had crossed and the southern end\\nof the pontoon had been cut loose, a cloud of human be-\\nings covered the river bank for miles, and the waiHng and\\nlamentation was indescribable. Imagine the surprise, how-\\never, when within twenty-four hours thousands of the\\npoor creatures had found some way to cross and joined\\nthe advancing host.\\nThe rebel army in our front, under the command of\\nWade Hampton, was growing larger every day, and our\\narmy was constantly on the lookout for serious opposition.\\nAs we approached the Wateree, which is a broad, rapid\\nstream, means were adopted to secure a crossing without\\nopposition. Our brigade was marching that day in front\\nof the rest of the division, but one or more divisions w^ere\\nin front of us. As darkness came on we expected to go into\\ncamp soon, especially when we saw troops already en-\\ncamped for the night, but we passed through their camps,\\nour marching pace w^as quickened, and away we went\\nscurrying into the darkness. Our brigade, which seemed\\nto be alone, hurried on at a rapid rate till after midnight,\\nwhen it was massed in an open field, and the order was\\npassed along that perfect quiet must be maintained.\\nPresently a wagon loaded with ropes and a skifif was\\ntaken to the front, and then all was so still that many of", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 25 1\\nthe men, worn out by the long march, fell on the ground\\nand were soon fast asleep. The skiff was launched in the\\nWateree just in front of us, and a few men rowed to the\\nfarther shore carrying a small rope which was made fast to\\na larger. Then the skiff was hurried back and forth, tak-\\ning more men, some of whom threw up a barricade, while\\nothers pulled the heavier rope over. By the time the cable\\nwas drawn across and fastened to a tree, a hundred men\\nfrom the head of the column were well entrenched on the\\nopposite bank. A larger boat was put into use and men\\nin greater numbers were ferried over.\\nThe pontoon train now moved to the front, loaded with\\nmaterial for making a floating bridge, and there was a\\nrace in the darkness to see whether the night or the bridge\\nwould be completed first. By daybreak the whole brigade\\nwas over and had taken a strong position on the hills, and\\nby noon the Twentieth Corps was on the east side. By\\nnight, however, the rain was pouring down in torrents,\\nand before all the left wing had crossed, the bridge broke\\nloose at one end and the river had swollen till there were\\nno pontoons to span it. The right wing of the army was\\nin even a worse condition, and was compelled to take up\\nthe bridge they had laid, march up to ours, splice it with\\ntheir boats and cross on this extended bridge.\\nAs it continued to rain night and day, the roads, the\\nfields, and the hills even, became quagmires, so that it was\\nnecessary to corduroy the region before the wagons and\\nthe artillery could be drawn to the hills on the east side.\\nIt took the army several days to cross this river, so that the\\nregion was entirely stripped of provisions by the rebel and\\nUnion forces. A quarter ration of bacon and crackers was\\nissued each day to keep the men from starving. When we", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "252 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nStarted on the march again we found white women stand-\\ning at the roadside with crying children hanging to their\\nskirts, holding out aprons or small baskets begging for\\nfood. The men had not much left from their meager ra-\\ntions, but they divided what they had. Some only had a\\ncracker, but they broke it in two and dropped the half in\\nthe open apron. There to kill opposing men, and not\\nknowing when or where food for the future was to come\\nfrom, they could not bear to see women and children of\\nthe enemy starving.\\nThe following communication, somewhat condensed, is\\nfrom J. F. Snow of Company D: At Cheraw, near the\\nnorth line of South Carolina, the foragers, under command\\nof Captain Fesler, secured a good supply of provisions\\nsome twenty miles from the army s line of march, and\\nstarted on their return to the regiment. Frank Hall of\\nCompany A had found a buggy, which the rest of us had\\nloaded with forage and, going a long way ahead of the\\nmain party, turned to the left when he should have taken\\nthe road to the right. J. M. Brown, C. Townsend and\\nmyself, all members of Company D, started to hunt him,\\nfor the load in the carriage was for our company. It was\\nalmost night when we set out, and was about ten o clock\\nwhen we saw him coming towards us. He said he had been\\nlooking from a hill at a camp of Johnnies about a half mile\\nahead. We told him to drive to a grist-mill some ten\\nmiles away, where we had collected a lot of provisions, and\\nafter we had taken a look at the Johnnies we would join\\nhim.\\nFires were burning brightly, as though the rebels had\\njust camped and were preparing supper. A farm-house was\\nnearby, surrounded by negro cabins, so we rode into the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0080\u00a2THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 253\\nyard, waked the negroes, and told them we were Yankees\\nand wanted something to eat. They gave us hoecake. A\\nlarge bloodhound discovered us. A bullet quieted him, but\\nroused the rebels. They beat the long roll, formed in\\nline and got ready for battle. We did not tarry to see\\nwhat else they did, but thought best to keep our engage-\\nment with Hall at the mill.\\nThe next morning Townsend and Hall went to camp\\nwith all the forage they could carry, but Brown and I\\nremained to capture some horses and mules that we heard\\nwere secreted in the brush, for we were anxious to get\\nsomething to carry the balance of our provisions. Our\\nluck was excellent, for we found a number of animals, and\\nhad negroes riding some and leading others. Late in the\\nafternoon, when we were going to our rendezvous at the\\nold mill, we saw rebel cavalry in front of us, so we gave\\nthe Hoosier yell and charged. The Johnnies skedaddled,\\nfor they no doubt thought a troop of mounted Yankees\\nwas after them. Fortunately the negroes did not see the\\nrebels, for if they had they would not have laughed as they\\ndid, and most of them would have gone back, and taken\\nour stock with them.\\nThere were some of the One Hundred and Second Illi-\\nnois regiment at the mill grinding corn, and as they were\\nlike brothers to us, we loaned them our animals to carry\\nprovisions to camp, they agreeing to give us half for the use\\nof our stock. Brown and I set out for camp, twenty miles\\naway, but when we had gone fifteen miles we heard that\\nour army had moved on, and that the rebels were camped\\nwhere the Yankees had been. Not believing this, we went\\nto see, and got a company of rebel cavalry after us. We\\nstruck out for the old mill again as fast as our horses could", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "254 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\ngo, and soon gathered eighteen other foragers, making a\\nsquad of twenty in all. Night was on us, but the moon\\nwas shining.\\nThe company having selected me for leader, I went in\\nadvance, and seeing two objects in the road, dashed for-\\nward and questions and answers came quick as flashes of\\nlightning: Where do you belong? One Hundred and\\nSecond Illinois! Where are your comrades that were at\\nthe mill? All killed or captured but us two, and one of\\nus has a flesh wound in the thigh. How many rebels\\nattacked you, and where are they now? About a hun-\\ndred, and they are coming this way.\\nNow we were in a fix, with the enemy in our front and\\nrear and our army gone. The only thing to be done was\\nto leave our horses in the timber and go afoot. We were\\nfastening the animals about a hundred yards from the road\\nwhen the two companies of rebels met on the very spot we\\nhad just abandoned. Our horses were securely tied to the\\ntrees, and as they were tired they did not betray us by\\nmaking a noise. We took nothing but our guns and\\nammunition and started down Jones Creek for the Great\\nPedee River. Although undiscovered by them, we saw\\nthe enemy s pickets plainly and had to crawl through the\\nlines on our hands and knees. When the boys got tired\\nwe would stop for a few minutes rest, and as some of them\\nwould go to sleep as soon as we halted, we had to wake\\nsuch of them as we could find. Every now and then one\\nwould be left, so that only eleven of the twenty-two reached\\nthe Pedee River. God help those we lost, was our thought.\\nWhen Brown and I finally caught up to the wagon\\ntrain we were more dead than alive, for we had had four\\ndays and three nights of as hard marching as ever fell to", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 255\\nthe lot of mortal man. More than thirty-five years have\\npassed, and I have not recovered from this trip, and no\\ndoubt it hastened Brown to his grave. He was a true\\ncomrade and a brave man, always ready to perform any\\nduty.\\nWith characteristic unwillingness to say anything that\\nwould give pain to relatives Brown does not mention this\\nadventure in his letters, but writes just thereafter, in his\\nusual cheery way, as follows: We are compelled to wade\\nall the smaller watercourses. These, in some cases, are\\nwaist deep, and one of the most amusing sights of the\\nservice is to be seen just after crossing some of the deepest\\nof these streams. We are allowed time to stop and dry\\nour clothing, and to see a regiment of men, company offi-\\ncers and all, standing around fires, each man holding up\\nhis pants or drawers, is fun, at least for us boys. Many\\ntimes we were not permitted to stop, but trudged right\\non through mud and water, our clothing drying as we\\nmarched. There has been rain in abundance and we have\\nfound food rather scarce on this march. While in the pine\\nswamps near the North Carolina line our mess sent out\\nJames Simpson to forage, and after being out a night and\\ntwo days, he returned with a half-dozen ears of corn, and\\nthese he said he had just stolen from the Colonel s horse.\\nPoor Billy!\\nU, H. Farr: From Rocky Mount we marched to\\nChesterfield and to Sneedsboro, North Carolina. Going\\ndown the river, we crossed it at Cheraw, which we found a\\nmass of burning ruins. During the march through South\\nCarolina the enemy was malignant, the citizens hiding from\\nthe army, but coming out and pouncing upon our men\\nwhenever they could be found in numbers small enough to", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0271.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "256 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nbe overpowered. The bodies of the dead Union soldiers\\nshowed very plainly that they had not been killed in open\\nfight, but that subsequent to their surrender they had been\\nstabbed, their throats cut, and their bodies mutilated after\\ndeath. This was not regarded as war, so when one of our\\nmen was found in this condition, two prisoners were shot\\nand the rebel commanders of^cially informed of the fact,\\nand told to warn the people to discontinue their barbarous\\npractices.\\nFrom Cheraw we moved toward Fayetteville on the\\nCape Fear River. The rebels took a stand twO or three\\nmiles from this city, but our foragers, representing every\\ncompany in the army, forming quite a host when united,\\ncame into collision with his outposts. These men pushed\\nthe outposts back on the main body, which they found\\nintrenched. As if by instinct the thousands of foragers,\\nthough mounted in every conceivable manner, formed in\\nline, counted off cavalry fashion, dismounted, leaving every\\nfourth man to hold the horses, and carried the rifle pits at\\nthe point of the bayonet. The horses were then brought\\nup, the enemy driven into Fayetteville and across the river.\\nThe day we lay at Fayetteville a monitor from Wilming-\\nton arrived with dispatches, and we heard of the fall of\\nCharleston and the general news, the first we had received\\nfrom the outside world since leaving the vicinity of Savan-\\nnah.\\nTempleton Smith, H. Rapp and C. Tucker of Company\\nB, entered a dwelling where the mistress had prepared an\\nelegant dinner roast turkey, sweet potatoes and hot bis-\\ncuit for General Joe Wheeler and stafif. These unin-\\nvited guests in blue were greeted by the reluctant hostess\\nwith, Get out of here or Til scald you. A threat of the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0272.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 257\\nbayonet shut off danger from hot water, but did not stop\\nthe torrent of vituperation. While a dehige of words was\\nengulfing Rapp and Tucker, Smith scooped the turkey,\\npotatoes and biscuits into a huge dishpan, quickly wrapped\\nthe tablecloth around to keep them warm and disappeared.\\nThe lady doubtless is still unconverted and talking yet,\\nbut Wheeler s later history almost makes one feel sorry for\\nhim.\\nU. H. Farr: Having moved out from Fayetteville\\nearly on the morning of March sixteenth, we heard artil-\\nlery firing in our advance. The second and third brigades\\nof our division were in front of the enemy with two or\\nthree batteries, the infantry supporting the artillery. The\\nguns were pushed up closer and closer by hand, while they\\npoured shells into the enemy s entrenchments, a low line\\nof dirt rifle pits running across the flat country. The in-\\nfantry, of course, moved up with the guns, keeping as\\nclose to the ground as possible, so as to offer no mark to\\nthe enemy. Meanwhile our brigade was sent to the left\\nthrough the woods, and passing around the right end of\\nthe enemy s line, formed at right angles to his works.\\nWhen the firing began the rebels made no effort to stop\\nthis flank movement, but stampeded to the rear, leaving\\nmany wounded and dead and two pieces of light artillery.\\nGeneral Hardee came near capture while he was watching\\nthe troops in front. Suddenly he saw the flanking line,\\nput spurs to his horse and dashed from the field.\\nJ. M. Wills: Near Averasborough our corps came\\nupon the rebel army strongly fortified, and we had a\\nhard fight. Our brigade charged a battery, killed or cap-\\ntured all the horses, took fifty-six prisoners and seized one\\ntwelve-pounder gun and one twelve-pounder howitzer.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0273.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "258 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nMy squad of foragers, while passing through a heavy\\npiece of pine timber, found a vvagonload of white corn.\\nWe took possession, and going to a small mill, started it\\nand ground our grain into meal. One bushel per hour was\\nthe capacity of that mill. While engaged in this slow work\\nwe saw something in the water that excited our curiosity.\\nIt proved to be a fine small brass cannon, named the Star\\nof the West. One wheel had gotten out of order, and in\\ntheir haste tO get away the rebels had thrown the Star\\nof the West into the mill-pond. While foraging we asked\\na young black man where his people had hidden their\\nmeat. Lah, Massa, up in the woods. He led the way\\nto the place, and we resurrected sixty-four hams, six for\\neach company and four for the field and staff.\\nAfter the Averasborough battle we had a good many\\nsick and wounded to care for, and I was detailed with ten\\nothers to forage for the hospital. While we were in dis-\\ncharge of our duty, one of the boys got into an old shuck-\\npen and found eighty-seven dollars in fifty-cent pieces.\\nThe sick and wounded could not eat these; they might\\ngive comfort to the enemy, so we thought the best use we\\ncould make of them was to divide them equally among\\nourselves.\\nWhile the army was moving toward Goldsboro we\\nforagers ran on to Wheeler s cavalrymen. They disap-\\npeared without waiting for our orders, and we entered a\\nfarm-house not far away, where we found the owner at\\nhome, as he was too rich to be in the army. There was side\\nmeat in great abundance and yams by the wagonload. It\\nstruck me that every hog had as many hams as sides, so\\nafter searching we found an opening into the garret, where\\nwas concealed the kind of meat a sick or wounded man", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0274.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 259\\nwould relish. We selected and threw down twenty-four of\\nthe best hams, added them to our wagonload of yams, and\\nbid the former owner good-day. The meanest trick I saw\\nin my foraging experience was done that morning. The\\nman of the house had on a new pair of jean pantaloons,\\nwoven from red and white yarn that had been twisted to-\\ngether. A boy from the One Hundred and Second Illi-\\nnois made him haul off his good trousers and swap for the\\ndirty, ragged ones the Sucker wore.\\nU. H. Farr As we marched through Averasborough\\nmany crippled rebels with arms in slings or heads ban-\\ndaged, crowded out of the hospital and watched us passing\\nby. All of a sudden a wounded soldier rushed into the\\nranks and seized one of the Seventy-ninth boys, calling out\\nto him, Hello, Jamie! The two Irishmen, who had been\\nclose friends before the war, but had separated, the one\\ngoing South, the other West, actually hugged each other.\\nThe friend of Jamie, a conscript forced into the rebel\\narmy, declared that nothing could keep him from joining\\nhis companion; though wounded he could march, and\\nthe next morning he was keeping step with his friend.\\nOn the morning of March nineteenth, soon after we\\nstarted, the booming of cannon was heard from the direc-\\ntion the Fourteenth Corps had taken. At first but little\\nattention was paid to this, but as we drew nearer and the\\nroar increased and became incessant, and the rattle of\\nmusketry was perceived, the ranks closed up, and the list-\\nless, tired look disappeared from every face. Soon orderhes\\non sweating horses dashed down the road, and away we\\nwent on the double-quick to support our hard-pressed\\ncomrades. Just as we reached the field the rebels were\\nmaking a charge, but through the belching of cannon and", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0275.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "26o THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nthe crash of musketry a loud cheer could be heard to the\\nright, showing that our men, at that point at least, had\\nrepulsed the attack. Our brigade was hurried into line\\nand thrown out to the left, where the rebels seemed to be\\ncontemplating a flank movement. A skirmish line was\\npushed out to the left of this line even, through a dense\\nwoods, to prevent surprise. Assault after assault was made\\nby the rebels, each one feebler than the one preceding,\\nextending the battle into the night, but at last the noise\\nceased, and the men lay quiet, expecting to renew the con-\\ntest in the morning.\\nTwo or three days later General Sherman took his\\nstation by the roadside, and we passed in review as we\\napproached Goldsboro. We marched in platoons, and I\\ndoubt if at any time the troops of the rebel army were\\nmore ragged than we. Probably one man in a dozen had\\na full suit of clothes, but even this suit was patched or full\\nof holes. Most of the men had used all the makeshifts\\npossible to keep up something like decent clothing. Many\\nwere bareheaded or had a handkerchief tied arovmd the\\nhead. Many had on hats they had found in the houses\\nalong the line of march, an old worn-out affair in every\\ninstance^ tall crushed silk hats, some revolutionary styles,\\nmany without tops, caps so holey that the hair was sticking\\nout, brimless hats, brimless caps, hats mostly brim. Many\\nmen had no coats or wore buttonless blouses, and being\\nwithout shirts their naked chests protruded. Many a\\ncoat had no sleeves, or one only, the sleeves having been\\nused to patch the seat or knees of the trousers, in a mend-\\ning that did not mend appearances, for the dark blue of\\nthe patch contrasted with the light color of the pantaloons.\\nThe thread used was coarse white cotton twine, and the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0276.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 261\\namateur tailor fastened the patch to the outside with long\\nrunning stitches. Generally both legs of the trousers were\\noff nearly to the knees, though now and then a man more\\nfortunate had only one leg exposed. Socks had disap-\\npeared weeks before, and many a shoeless patriot, with feet\\ntorn by briars in the recent advance through the thickets\\nat Bentonville and Averasborough, kept step with a half-\\nshod comrade. But the men who had cut off the tails of\\ntheir dress coats to stop a hole to keep the wind away,\\nthough bronzed and weather-beaten, marched by General\\nSherman with heads up and a springy, elastic step, every\\nmotion speaking a willingness to follow wherever he might\\nlead.\\nBandbox soldiers, as the boys good-naturedly called\\nthem, who had recently come on vessels from the North,\\nlined the road as spectators, cheered uproariously and\\nlaughed till the tears ran down their faces whenever the\\npanorama of raggedness became unusually ludicrous, but\\nthe General, whose hat was off through it all, bowed the\\nlower when some sinewy specimen of military humanity,\\nwhose clothing hung in tatters worn to shreds by rail-\\ncarrying and wagon-lifting, indifferent to the merriment\\nof the onlookers, stepped proudly in front of his leader.\\nOccasionally the marching army, forgetting that it was\\npassing in review, remembering all that had been accom-\\nplished in the past, and confident that Johnston s and\\nLee s armies must go down before its onset, would burst\\ninto triumphant cheers,\\nGeneral W. T. Ward s report, which is too comprehen-\\nsive for insertion here, mentions in terms of highest praise\\nthe members of his staff from the Seventieth Indiana, Cap-\\ntain Scott and Lieutenants Hardenbrook and Harryman.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0277.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "262 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nIt may be proper to introduce extracts from Generals\\nSherman s and Slocum s reports:\\nI beg to express, in the most emphatic manner, my entire\\nsatisfaction with the tone and temper of the whole army.\\nNothing seems to dampen their energy, zeal or cheerfulness.\\nIt is impossible to conceive a march involving more labor\\nand exposure, yet I cannot recall an instance of bad temper\\nby the way or hearing an expression of doubt as to our perfect\\nsuccess in the end. I believe that this cheerfulness and har-\\nmony of action reflects upon all concerned quite as much\\nreal honor and fame as battles gained or cities won, and\\nI therefore commend all generals, stafif, officers, and men\\nfor these high qualities, in addition to the more soldierly ones\\nof obedience to orders and the alacrity they have always man-\\nifested when danger summoned them to the front.\\nI have the honor to be your obedient servant,\\nW. T. SHERMAN,\\nMajor-General, Commanding.\\nGoldsboro, N. April 4, 1865.\\nI have witnessed on the campaign scenes which have given\\nme a more exalted opinion than I ever before entertained\\nof the earnest patriotism which actuates the soldiers of this\\narmy. I have repeatedly seen soldiers of my command, who\\nwere making parched corn supply the place of bread and w^ho\\nwere nearly destitute of shoes and clothing, go cheerfully to\\ntheir labor in the swamps of South CaroUna, working hour\\nafter hour in mud and water to bring forward our immense\\ntrains, and yet during all these privations and hardships I\\nhave never heard from an officer or soldier one word of com-\\nplaint.\\nI am, sir, very respectfullv, vour obedient servant,\\nH. W. SLOCUM,\\nMajor-General, Commanding.\\nGoldsboro, N. C, March 30, 1865,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0278.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 263\\nHdqrs. Seventieth Indiana Volunteer Infantry,\\nNear Goldsboro, N. C, March 26, 1865.\\nI have the honor to make the following report relating to\\nthe recent march from Savannah, Ga., to this place to date:\\nThe regiment destroyed about one mile of track, captured\\nnineteen horses, twenty-six mules and about fifty head of cat-\\ntle. Destroyed no cotton gins or cotton. About fifty negroes\\nfollowed the regiment.\\nObtained from the country through which we passed forage\\nfor seventy-five horses and mules; supplies or rations for five\\nhundred and ten officers and men for about forty-two days\\nduring the march.\\nZ. S. RAGAN,\\nMajor Seventieth Indiana Volunteer Infantry.\\nLieut. A. H. Trego,\\nActing Assistant Adjutant-General.\\nItinerary as found in Lieutenant J. C. Bennett s diary for\\n1865:\\nFebruary first and second, Robertsville.\\nFebruary third, Lawtonville.\\nFebruary fourth, Orins.\\nFebruary fifth, Alison.\\nFebruary eighth, Graham s Turnout.\\nFebruary ninth, Blackville.\\nFebruary tenth, Williston.\\nFebruary eleventh, South Edisto.\\nFebruary twelfth, North Edisto.\\nFebruary thirteenth, five miles from North Edisto.\\nFebruary fourteenth, crossroads at Lexington and Co-\\nlumbia.\\nFebruary fifteenth, near Lexington Court House.\\nFebruary sixteenth, congaree in front of Columbia.\\nFebruary seventeenth, near Saluda River.\\nFebruary eighteenth, between Saluda and Broad.\\nFebruary nineteenth, on Broad River.\\nFebruary twentieth, marched all night.\\nFebruary twenty-first, passed through Winnsborough.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0279.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "264 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nFebruary twenty-second, crossed Big Wateree, camped on\\neast side Catawba.\\nFebruary twenty-third, marched southeast five miles.\\nFebruary twenty-fourth, marched five miles through mud\\nand rain,\\nFebruary twenty-fifth, remained in camp.\\nFebruary twenty-sixth, at Hanging Rock.\\nFebruary twenty-seventh, lay in camp.\\nFebruary twenty-eighth, between Hanging Rock and Linch\\nCreek.\\nMarch first, crossed Little and Big Linch Creeks. Camp\\ntwo miles beyond.\\nMarch second, marched ten miles toward Chesterfield.\\nMarch fourth, left Chesterfield and camped in North Car-\\nolina.\\nMarch fifth, stopped in camp.\\nMarch sixth, camped near Cheraw.\\nMarch seventh, passed through Cheraw at four o clock a.\\nm. and camped sixteen miles out on Fayetteville road, near\\nrailroad.\\nMarch eighth, marched eleven miles and stopped on Little\\nCreek.\\nMarch ninth, encampment on Lumber River.\\nMarch tenth, spent the night near Rock Fish Creek.\\nMarch eleventh, made corduroy road as we marched and\\ncamped near Fayetteville.\\nMarch twelfth, staid in camp.\\nMarch thirteenth, marched through Fayetteville. Arsenal\\nbuilding fine. Crossed Cape Fear River and camped four\\nmiles beyond.\\nMarch fourteenth, while in camp here a detail went to Wil-\\nmington.\\nMarch fifteenth, marched ten miles, bummers driving the\\nrebels before them.\\nMarch sixteenth, skirmishing all day. Our brigade cap-\\ntured three pieces of artillery. Drove rebels five miles and\\ncamped at Huckleberry swamp.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0280.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "THEN THEY MARCHED FIVE PARASANGS 265\\nMarch seventeenth, dined at Averasborough. Rebels left\\nthirty of their wounded here.\\nMarch eighteenth, marched day and night, wading two\\nswamps.\\nMarch nineteenth, breakfasted at five o clock A. M., then\\nmarched on ten miles and built breastworks on the left of the\\nFourteenth Corps.\\nMarch twentieth, moved forward a half-mile and built new\\nbreastworks.\\nMarch twenty-first, fell back to old line, then advanced to\\nnew line again.\\nMarch twenty-second, marched towards Goldsboro.\\nMarch twenty-third, crossed Neuse River and camped\\nwithin four miles of Goldsboro.\\nMarch twenty-fourth, marched through Goldsboro to camp\\nthree miles beyond.\\nMarch twenty-sixth, our new colors came, costing three\\nhundred and twenty-five dollars.\\nApril fifth, the Seventieth and the One Hundred and Fifth\\nwent foraging some six miles out. Some of the boys got too\\nmuch whisky. The preaching at night from the fifty-fifth\\nchapter of Isaiah seemed quite appropriate.\\nApril sixth, review by General Mower. Received news of\\nthe fall of Richmond.\\nApril ninth, preparing for another campaign.\\nApril tenth, we left Goldsboro.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0281.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XV.\\nRICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME\\nAt Goldsboro, on March twenty-sixth, the colors which\\nhad been ordered from New York came, costing three hun-\\ndred and twenty-five dollars. The hatless, shoeless, ragged,\\nsmoke-begrimed, weather-stained boys came crowding up\\nas they were unfurled. One tattered enthusiast broke out\\nwith, Lord, boys, they ll think we re a new regiment and\\ncome charging to take us in; but won t they be fooled\\nthough? A shock-headed fellow, with brawny arms,\\ngleaming eyes and compressed lips muttered, By God, the\\nrebel division can t be found that can take them away from\\nus! Sterne would have said, The recording angel, as\\nhe wrote it down, dropped a tear and blotted it out for-\\never.\\nU. H. Farr: We camped in some pine woods northeast\\nof Goldsboro, and busied ourselves for the next week read-\\ning and writing letters, cleaning guns, drawing clothes,\\nforaging and doing picket duty. When the news of the\\nfall of Petersburg and Richmond came, and the order to\\nmove against Johnston was received, there was a night of\\nuproar, men cheering and canteens exploding.\\nOn the tenth of April we moved out and reached Smith-\\nfield the next evening, to find the rebel army had fallen\\nback to Raleigh. The next morning early, and before our\\npart of the command had left the camp, we heard loud\\ncheering in front of us at the town. This cheering kept\\nup at a certain point all the morning. As we drew near\\nthe edge of the town, about eight or nine o clock, we saw\\n266", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0282.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 267\\nGeneral Sherman to the left of the road walking back and\\nforth. A staff officer stepped out and handed Colonel\\nMerrill a paper. He stopped his horse and the regiment\\nhalted in the road. The Colonel read so we all heard, that\\nGeneral Lee had surrendered his army to General Grant\\nat Appomattox, and the order also to press Johnston. Wild\\ncheers were given, although the news was almost too good\\nto believe, and the men started off briskly toward Raleigh.\\nThe day we approached that city, April thirteenth, the\\nSeventieth was in front and had been informed that the\\nrebel army was still there. All day long our advance guard\\nand we of the regular column had expected to run across\\nthe enemy s outposts, and now from the high rolling\\nground the church spires of the town could be seen glit-\\ntering in the evening sunshine. A little in our advance\\nmen were seen standing in the road, and as we came up\\nthey proved to be city officials, who had come out to make\\na surrender of the place, and to say that the rebel army was\\nforty miles away at Greenville.\\nApril fifteenth. Lieutenant Bennett: A protracted\\nmeeting has been in progress for some time, conducted by\\nChaplains Scott, Baptist, of the One Hundred and Twenty-\\nninth IlHnois; Stillwell, Methodist, of the Seventy-ninth\\nOhio, and Allen, Presbyterian, of the Seventieth Indiana.\\nOn Sunday the Lord s Supper was celebrated. Twelve\\ncomrades were baptized. There have been from twelve to\\nfifteen inquirers every night. We arrange the grounds in\\nold campmeeting style by rolling logs together and laying\\nboards across for seats. At the four corners of the ground\\nelevated fire stands are made by driving four forked stakes\\nin the earth and covering them first with poles, then with\\ndirt. Pine knots burning on these tall lamp stands give us", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0283.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "268 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nlight. We construct a platform for the chaplains. Twelve\\njoined the Christian Association one night, signing this\\nbond of union:\\nWe do hereby acknowledge to each other, and to our\\nGod, our belief in the Holy Scriptures, and that they are\\nthe only sufficient rule for our faith and practice; and our\\nfaith in the Lord Jesus Christ as the only Savior of sinners,\\nand do pledge ourselves by the grace of God to live as\\nbecometh the Gospel of Christ.\\nU. H. Farr While terms of Johnston s surrender were\\nbeing discussed, news came of President Lincoln s assassi-\\nnation, which cast a gloom over the entire army. The men,\\nwho had never dreamed of such a stroke, were moved pro-\\nfoundly, and the longing for one more battle, in which no\\nprisoners should be taken, was universal.\\nLieutenant Ketcham: Our joy is changed to sorrow;\\nour friendship toward the vanquished to bitter hatred. If\\nit be true that our beloved President is thus cruelly mur-\\ndered, it seems to me that Providence permits it, because\\nhe has been, and would be, too lenient to these proud, over-\\nbearing, ignorant Southern gentlemen, and that Johnson\\nwill crush their cruel, wicked spirit with his iron heel. I\\nmust confess I begin to hate the scoundrels for the first\\ntime.\\nU. H. Farr: Company D was detailed to guard the\\nInsane Asylum, a large brick building in the suburbs of\\nRaleigh. One day I was on guard at the front door on\\nthe veranda, and as some trouble had arisen because the\\nsuperintendent had refused to admit a negro soldier who\\nhad lost his reason, a General who was temporarily in com-\\nmand during Sherman s absence, came to investigate the\\nmatter. I was pacing back and forth on the veranda", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0284.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 269\\nwhen this General and a Lieutenant came up. I did not\\nnotice who it was, but saw the two stars on his shoulder\\nstraps, so faced outward and brought my gun to a present\\narms. As they passed, the Lieutenant gave me a salute in\\nreturn, but the General did not. I was mad, and decided\\nthat as the General came out I would stop him and make\\nhim salute me, as no officer had a right to pass a sentinel\\nwithout saluting. After waiting a long while I saw them\\nemerge from a door into the hall and start toward me,\\nbut when they came into plain view I saw that the General\\nhad one empty sleeve stuffed into a pocket, and looking\\ninto his face I recognized General Howard. My wrath,\\nwhich had flashed up so quickly, died in a second; so I\\nfaced out, presented arms, and was answered by a salute\\nfrom the Lieutenant and a bow from the General.\\nThe army became restless, and the men were on the\\nhunt for anything interesting or amusing. A man oc-\\ncupied a cell in the asylum with a window overlooking a\\nwide space. He did not seem to be at all insane, was\\nsmart, a good singer, knew a lot of rebel songs, and could\\ntell stories to perfection. He professed to be a Union man\\nand begged to be released. He had a violin and knew\\nhow to use it. He would drop down a line and draw up\\neatables the boys would give him. Soldiers would come\\nin from all the command and stand outside the guard line,\\nsome sixty to eighty feet away, and listen to him sing and\\nplay, and as the days came and went more and more came\\nto hear him, till finally they began to clamor for him to be\\nlet out, and to contend that he was truly a Union man,\\nimprisoned because he would not fight for the South.\\nOne day I was on guard at the beat his window over-\\nlooked, when the crowd began to assemble earlier than", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0285.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "270 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nusual, so that before noon hundreds of men were standing\\njust outside my beat with upturned faces listening to\\nRainey, that was his name, sing. I marched back and\\nforth, with my bayonet pointing toward the crowd, and\\nwhenever a man advanced I lunged at him and ordered\\nhim to keep back. But it was not long till the hundreds\\nhad swelled into thousands, and the crowd in the rear\\npressed those in advance over the sentinel s beat. The\\ncrowd in front of me gave way before my swinging gun,\\nbut as soon as I passed they would surge over again. I\\npatiently marched back and cleared the path again. I did\\nthis time after time, till I grew hot and tired and hoarse.\\nSome of the men now became bold and would not give\\nway until they felt the bayonet; then they began to threaten\\nand curse me. I was just ready to call on my company\\nfor help, when all at once, while I was near the middle of\\nmy beat, I heard some one in my rear storm out, Back!\\nBack! and I heard the men behind me giving back and\\nsaw those in front of me falling back while looking at\\nsomething in my rear. I heard a saber and other trappings\\nrattling, but I did not turn till I got to the end of my beat,\\nwhen I faced about and saw Major-General Mower swing-\\ning his drawn sword and yelling, Give back, while his\\nhorse went plunging among the men, who were tumbling\\nover each other to get out of the way. I saluted him, and\\nhe saw that the sweat was pouring ofT my face, and that\\nI was nearly exhausted. He turned on the men, exclaim-\\ning, Soldiers, I am surprised at you. Here you have been\\nimposing on this sentinel, who had a right to shoot .you\\ndown, but he forebore to do it. You all know the duty\\nof a sentinel, for I see by your bronzed faces that you are\\nveterans. Shame on you for so far forgetting yourselves", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0286.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 271\\nas to impose on the good-natured forbearance of a sen-\\ntinel, one of your own comrades. Now disperse to your\\nquarters, and do not assemble here again. Sentinel, load\\nyour gun and shoot down the first man who attempts to\\npress on your beat again. Shortly after this Rainey, hav-\\ning been examined by the surgeons, was released and fol-\\nlowed the army to the North.\\nApril twenty-second we again passed in review before\\nGeneral Sherman. On the twenty-fifth we marched to-\\nwards Jones Cross Roads, twelve miles, and on the\\ntwenty-eighth moved back to Raleigh.\\nSoon it was announced that the war was ended, and\\nthat the Fourteenth, Fifteenth, Sixteenth and Twentieth\\nCorps would march to Washington. On the morning of\\nthe thirtieth of April the four corps broke camp amid the\\ncheers of the thousands of men, and the white tents that so\\nthickly dotted the plain around the city came down as if\\nby magic. As we marched through the city of Raleigh\\nthe bands of each brigade or division played, and the men\\nof the Twenty-third Corps lined the streets to bid us fare-\\nwell. The march soon became a race between the four\\ncorps, and the miles were passed over rapidly. The men\\nfrom General Lee s army, whom we met in large numbers,\\nwere ragged and had nothing to eat and no blankets, but\\nthe weather was warm, and little bedding was needed by\\nold soldiers. When we met them, as we were going into\\ncamp, we invited them to sleep with us, and at such times\\ntalked over the events of the war till far into the night.\\nWe always found these ex-rebels friendly and glad that\\nthe war was over, and the parting in the morning would\\nbe like leave-taking of old friends.\\nAfter we crossed the Roanoke we came to a section", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0287.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "272 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nof country where the people had never seen a Yankee sol-\\ndier, and as we approached a town white and black turned\\nout to see us. Our bands always played, and we marched\\non time and made a fine display. The people seemed sur-\\nprised that Sherman s army was so large, so well equipped\\nand so well disciplined, as they had been led to think that\\nit was a rough rabble of disorganized cut-throats.\\nAn of^cer writes: All along the road through North\\nCarolina and Virginia we were greeted most enthusias-\\ntically by the dusky inhabitants, who at the command of\\nthe jolly soldiers would run forward, halt, dance, throw up\\ntheir hats, hurrah for Sherman, lie down, roll over and\\nattempt to do all these things at once in the vain efifort to\\nobey a dozen contradictory orders. An old fellow with\\nwooden-soled shoes, the uppers of which were of leather\\nin the Robinson Crusoe style, hairy side out, came rushing\\nfrom the woods yelling like a locomotive, Hurrah for the\\nUnited and then stood wool gathering, trying to\\nrecall the word States. Another, who had thrown himself,\\nor rather his voice, away in the excitement, at the order\\nto give three cheers, squawked, squeaked and squealed,\\nand then whispered as if splitting his throat, O Massa,\\nI se done hollered so much I jist can t make no noise.\\nAt Williamsboro, a village of a half dozen houses, the\\nwhole region seemed to have turned out, men, women and\\npickaninnies following the musicians, capering in the most\\ncomical manner, performing astonishing antics whenever\\nthe bass drummer applied his sticks with extra force.\\nPlay! play! I say! screamed a white urchin who was so\\nunfortunate as to reach the road all breathless, just as the\\nmusic ceased. With all the dignity of the Emperor of\\nSoudan an aged African quieted the young patrician with,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0288.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 273\\nDon t you be ordern dem gemmen roun, sah; now I tell\\nyou.\\nOne of our captains, whose courage is only equaled by\\nhis integrity, and his patriotism by his faith in the brother-\\nhood of man, caught sight of a scarecrow, so the boys of\\nhis company tell it. Instantly his sympathetic soul was\\nmoved, and he called out, Hello there. Sambo, come along.\\nDon t you know you re free?\\nU. H. Farr: We marched through Richmond, then\\nthrough Spottsylvania Court House, and came to the\\nworks some quarter of a mile away. The timber was lit-\\nerally riddled, the trees from the ground up being left in\\nsplinters, not a whole tree standing, but stumps, some\\nshort, some long, and these pecked full of holes by minie\\nballs. As we passed along the road about a mile from the\\nCourt House we came to a point where General Hancock\\nmade an early morning attack, carrying the rebel works\\nand capturing thousands of prisoners, though by a counter-\\ncharge the enemy regained their works. A breastwork of\\nseveral rods had been made of Enfield and Springfield rifles\\nas high as a man s head, and the ground in front of this\\nline of works was thickly strewn with dead Union soldiers.\\nI saw over a thousand dead as far as I went, the bodies\\nrotten and the skin of the faces dried in the sun, but the\\nblue cloth of the uniforms sound and the color unchanged.\\nSome of the dead were sitting upright against trees, and\\nothers showed that they had been wounded in the legs and\\nhad ripped up the clothing to bandage the leg and stop the\\nflow of blood, and had died in that condition. None had\\nbeen buried in that part of the field. Out along the road\\nwe were marching, however, most of the dead bodies had\\na few spadesful of dirt thrown over them, but in almost", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0289.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "274 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nevery instance some extremity was left uncovered. I saw\\nfeet sticking- out of the dirt, or a hand protruding, as if\\nmutely appealing for help.\\nAs we passed through the battle grounds of Spottsyl-\\nvania Court House and the Wilderness our part of the\\ncommand was in front, but it was reported that night in\\nthe camps that General Sherman detailed men to bury the\\ndead on those two fields. I heard many comments from\\nour men not altogether complimentary to Grant or Meade\\nfor failing to bury their dead. It is true the rebels held\\nboth of those battlefields after the conflict had ended, and\\nas Grant was endeavoring to swing his army around to\\nthe left and come in between the rebel army and Rich-\\nmond, and as Lee was always moving to the right, the\\nrebels were in possession of the field last, but Meade s\\ntroops must have marched to Washington over those same\\nroads, and they should have buried their dead as they\\npassed. We pitched our camp that night on the Chancel-\\nlorsville battlefield, at about the point where the left wing\\nof the Eleventh Corps was resting when it was assaulted\\nby Jackson s command, where it was crushed and igiio-\\nminiously routed.\\nAn officer writes: Our way led us through the Spottsyl-\\nvania battle ground. Everywhere were visible the terrible\\nsigns of the struggle trees mowed down by artillery,\\nlowly mounds, with nothing to testify whose was the rest-\\ning place, and, sadder still, unburied remains. Bones lay\\nby the roadside; and in a yard where a woman stood and\\ndiscoursed about the struggle to inquirers, lay two skulls,\\nsilent evidences of her inhumanity. In a thicket nearby,\\nwhere the appalling stillness seems never to have been\\nbroken except by owl, or bat, or raven, lie hundreds of", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0290.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 275\\nskeletons. Some had collected as they lay wounded such\\nsticks and twigs as were within their reach, and had striven\\nto erect a barrier to protect them from further injury.\\nSome had taken the straps from their knapsacks to bind a\\nsevered artery, and now the leather lying loosely about the\\nbone told pathetically of the vain effort.\\nWe encamped on the field of Chancellorsville. Orders\\nprohibiting rail burning have been very strict, but in this\\nvicinity, where contending armies have destroyed every-\\nthing, they are superfluous. A former member of the\\nTwenty-seventh, now of the Seventieth, amused his com-\\nrades by informing them that, for old times sake, he meant\\nto boil his coffee that night by a rail fire; for, two years\\nbefore, he had crossed a little stream by the aid of a rail.\\nSure enough the rail was found, the coffee boiled, and\\nlisteners gathered round the blaze to hear once more the\\noft-repeated story of Hooker s victory and defeat.\\nSome of us visited the Wilderness battle ground, and\\nsaw there the same sad scenes. The commingled bones of\\nhorse and rider, all the possessions of the soldier, from the\\nenvelope with its faint address in a woman s hand to the\\nbroken gun, lie scattered over the ground. Knapsacks,\\nplaced together by companies before they made a charge,\\nand for which the owners never returned, remain in decay-\\ning heaps. Tis a gloomy sepulchre, where the trees, in\\ntenderly covering with leaves the remains of the patriots,\\nalone perform the last sad of^ces. The wind moans\\nthrough the pines, tears fall at home for them, but they\\nsleep on, unconscious of a weeping nation.\\nAn old, gray-haired man leaned upon his hoe handle\\ntrying to quiet his trembling head as he said, Ah, sir;\\nthere are thousands of both sides lying unburied in the", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0291.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "2/6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nWilderness. A fire broke out and hundreds of the helpless\\nwere burned to death.\\nU. H. Farr: Emerging from the Wildierness we\\nmarched by the old Chancellor house, which was some\\nhalf mile from our place of bivouac, and showed shell\\nmarks and that the woodwork had been burned, leaving the\\nbare walls standing. We crossed the Rappahannock a mile\\nor so farther on by a pontoon bridge. The country was\\ndestitute of inhabitants, for no houses remained. We\\nreached the vicinity of Alexandria the nineteenth of May,\\n1865, and settled down for a few days rest.\\nOn the morning of the twenty-fourth we struck tents\\nand marched, going by way of Alexandria around the south\\nend of Arlington Heights, and crossing the long bridge to\\nWashington, passed by the Capitol up Pennsylvania ave-\\nnue. In the grounds facing the avenue stands had been\\nput up for the reviewing officers.\\nAn officer writes: Yesterday, for the last time, we\\npassed in review before all the great officials of the Govern-\\nment, and the representatives of foreign nations. The\\nswaying battalions marching down the avenue, the cheer-\\ning multitudes lining either side, formed a spectacle never\\nto be forgotten. At last we have made the Grand Rounds/\\nand our work is done. Every heart was heavy, and many\\nan eye was moist as we approached the reviewing stand,\\nfor the kindly welcoming face we had longed to see had\\nvanished forever. One is tempted to feel sometimes that\\nlife is made up of hopes and mockeries.\\nWhile I was looking over the recent pubHcations in a\\nbookstore, to which I had hastened, for I have been so long\\nwithout books that the touch of one thrills me, the pro-\\nprietor approached me and fell into conversation, remark-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0292.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 277\\ning after awhile, I suppose you officers are sorry the war s\\nover, as you will now lose your job? What! I exclaimed,\\nfor I could scarcely believe my ears. He repeated the ob-\\nservation. It was hard to keep hands off of him, but\\nturning- to go I said, There may be such creatures lying\\naround Washington, but I have never seen officer or pri-\\nvate show anything but delight at the approach of peace,\\nand you are the first man I ever heard express such a sus-\\npicion, or utter such a sentiment.\\nIt s amazing, but the atmosphere of Washington can\\nmake a dog even of a handler of books.\\nU. H. Farr: Early on the morning of June ninth we\\nboarded the freight cars on the B. O. R. R. When we\\narrived at Grafton, West Virginia, about midnight, we\\ngot off for lunch, and found men under a shed nearby mak-\\ning coffee for us in large iron kettles. They had a lot of\\nfat pickeled pork, boiled, and bread in loaves. After we had\\neaten we took what we wanted of the provisions in our\\nhaversacks. About noon next day we arrived at Parkers-\\nburg, and about dusk boarded a steamboat, reaching\\nLawrenceburg just after dark, twenty-four hours later.\\nWhen the gangplanks were thrown out we made a rush\\nto see who should first set foot on Indiana soil. The citi-\\nzens were in waiting to receive us, and we were divided\\nup in squads of two to twelve or more, and taken in charge\\nby young ladies largely, conducted to their homes, enter-\\ntained in royal style, and given good suppers. We arrived\\nat Indianapolis the next morning and were met by many\\nfriends. At the arsenal we turned over our guns to the\\nUnited States officials, and then went to the Soldiers\\nHome for dinner. At Camp Carrington we were given\\na barrack building for each company, where we remained", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0293.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "278 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nsome seven days till we were paid off, got our discharges\\nand reached home on the eighteenth of June, 1865.\\nHeadquarters First Brigade,\\nThird Division, Twenty-first Army Corps,\\nNear Washington, D. C, May 31, 1865.\\nCaptain I herewith transmit to you the report of Col.\\nHenry Case of the operations of this brigade from tenth of\\nApril, when the command left Goldsboro, to the nineteenth,\\nsame month, when I resumed command. I have also the\\nhonor to submit the following report of the movements of the\\nbrigade from April nineteenth, 1865, to the present time\\nFrom the nineteenth of April to the twenty-fifth the brigade\\nremained in camp at Raleigh, the time being spent in refitting\\nand in the ordinary routine of camp duties. On the twenty-\\nfifth of April, the negotiations with the rebel leaders having\\nfailed, the army was again put in motion toward the enemy.\\nThis brigade broke camp at 7 130 A. M., and marched fifteen\\nmiles west of south to Jones Cross Roads, where we encamped.\\nThe army having been put upon half rations before leaving\\nRaleigh, foraging was again resumed, and though the country\\nwas poor, sufificient forage and subsistence was procured for\\nthe men and public animals. The command remained at the\\ncrossroads until the twenty-eighth of April, when it was\\nagain moved back to Raleigh and put in its old camp. On\\nthe thirtieth day of April the whole army took up the line of\\nmarch for Richmond, Va., and Washington, D. C. Orders\\nreceived before starting contemplated that this march was to\\nbe conducted with a view to the comfort of the troops, and\\nsuggested fifteen miles per day as the limit, unless circum-\\nstances should require a longer march. Orders also required\\nall foraging from the country to cease, and prohibited soldiers\\nfrom entering private houses on any pretense. The march\\nwas not made as easy or comfortable to the troops as the order\\ncontemplated. The average march per day being above the\\nlimit suggested, and on some days so far exceeding it that the\\ntroops were very much worried and exhausted, extending on", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0294.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 279\\none or two days to twenty-three and twenty-five miles. On\\nthe part of the troops the orders were faithfully observed; it\\nwas really surprising to see an army so long accustomed to\\nliving ofif the country and to the irregularities necessarily re-\\nsulting at once resume their habits of order and good dis-\\ncipline, and is highly creditable to the army. Only one or two\\nslight cases of thieving came to my knowledge during the\\nwhole march.\\nOn the ninth of May the brigade went into camp about six\\nmiles from Richmond, Va., where we remained until the elev-\\nenth, when we again moved, passing through Manchester and\\nRichmond, and went into camp about four miles from the\\nlatter place. The command moved through the cities in col-\\numn, with music playing and in good review order. In pass-\\ning through Manchester we were very handsomely received\\nby General Devens, who had his division of the Twenty-fourth\\nArmy Corps paraded at open order on the left of the line of\\nmarch and saluted each brigade as it passed. On the morning\\nof the twelfth we again took up the line of march for Alex-\\nandria^ Va., and renewed orders having been received to make\\nthe march easy, and not, except in cases of absolute necessity,\\nto exceed fifteen miles per day, it was conducted with much\\ngreater comfort to the men on the entire route to this place.\\nOn the nineteenth of May we reached our camp near Alex-\\nandria (Cloud s Mills), and went into camp. Preparations were\\nat once begun for the grand review by the President, ordered\\nfor the twenty-fourth instant, and much difficulty was ex-\\nperienced in getting needed supplies. The troops v^ere at last\\npretty well equipped for the review. On the twenty-fourth,\\nat sunrise, the brigade broke camp, loading knapsacks and\\nhaversacks into the train, and marched toward Long Bridge,\\nwhere we rested until the way was clear for crossing. Cross-\\ning the bridge the command was formed in column of com-\\npanies and moved in review up Pennsylvania avenue, and\\npassed the President s stand near the White House.\\nThe review was creditable to the troops and gave to those\\nwho had never seen Sherman s army a new and unexpected", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0295.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "28o THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nview. They had looked for an army of Bummers, wild, un-\\ndisciplined, and unskilled in the precision of military move-\\nments. They saw, instead, an army that could be Bummers\\npar excellence when necessity required, and when that neces-\\nsity was removed, could at once exhibit a subordination and\\na precision in drill and movement excelled by no other army.\\nAfter passing in review this brigade was marched to its\\npresent camp, about four miles from Washington, on the\\nBladensburg road, and about one mile from the latter place.\\nI have to report the loss of one officer and one enlisted man\\non the march from Richmond. On the morning of May\\neighteenth, when the brigade left its camp on the battle ground\\nof Chancellorsville, Lieutenant Snyder, Adjutant One Hun-\\ndred and Second Illinois Volunteers, accompanied by one\\nmounted orderly, left the column by permission of Colonel\\nSmith, commanding his regiment, to look over the battle\\nground and rejoin the column before crossing the Rappa-\\nhannock. Since that time nothing has been heard from them^\\nand it is feared that they were killed by some guerrillas. He\\nwas a good officer and had rendered faithful service to his\\ncountry.\\nIn making this closing report of my brigade I beg leave to\\nsuggest that the services of some of my regimental and staflf\\nofficers deserve recognition at the hands of the War Depart-\\nment, and I therefore recommend and respectfully urge upon\\nthe Department that the following named officers receive a bre-\\nvet one grade above their present rank: First, Lieut.-Col. A.\\nW. Doane, Seventy-ninth Ohio Volunteer Infantry; second,\\nLieut.-Col. E. F. Dutton, One Hundred and Fifth Illinois Vol-\\nunteer Infantry; third, Lieut.-Col. Samuel Merrill, Seventieth\\nIndiana Volunteer Infantry; fourth, Capt. Samuel T. Walkley,\\nOne Hundred and Twenty-ninth Illinois Volunteers, Acting\\nAssistant Inspector-General; fifth. First Lieut. Alfred H.\\nTrego, One Hundred and Second Illinois Volunteers, Acting\\nAssistant Adjutant-General; sixth, First Lieut. George W.\\nGilcrist, One Hundred and Twenty-ninth Illinois Volunteers,", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0296.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "RICHMOND, WASHINGTON, AND HOME 281\\nAide de camp; seventh, Maj. A. W. Reagan, surgeon, Seven-\\ntieth Indiana Volunteers, Brigade Surgeon.\\nBENJA. HARRISON,\\nBvt. Brig.-Gen. U. S. Vols.,\\nComdg. 1st Brig., 3d Div., 20th Corps.\\nCaptain Crawford,\\nActg. Asst. Adjutant-General,\\nThird Division, Twentieth Corps.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0297.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XVI.\\nAGAIN ON THE MARCH\\nTwenty-three years had passed away since the events\\nnarrated in the last chapter. The members of the Seven-\\ntieth Indiana had scattered far and wide, and were quietly\\nexempHfying in their homes the virtues manifested in the\\narmy. Many a man bore with him as a relic of hardship\\nand exposure the disease that made a useful existence all\\ntoo brief. Esteem deepened into love among the survivors\\nas the days glided by, and as comrade after comrade an-\\nswered no longer to the annual roll call. Those who\\nremained heard with joy that their former Colonel, Benja-\\nmin Harrison, had been nominated as a candidate for the\\nPresidency, and such as had opportunity three hundred\\nand seventy-seven in all signed the following tribute and\\npublished it to the world:\\nThe survivors of the Seventieth Regiment, Indiana\\nVolunteers, congratulate themselves because their old com-\\nmander, Gen. Benjamin Harrison, has been nominated as\\ncandidate for President of the United States.\\nThey recollect the manly characteristics manifested by\\nhim in the camp, and the high soldiery qualities that\\nadorned his character in the field.\\nThey recall his untiring efforts in perfecting his men in\\nmilitary tactics; his vigilance in the midst of danger; his\\ncourage in battle; his quickness to see the design of the\\nenemy, and his swiftness to strike and crush him.\\nThey recollect his care for the health, the food and the\\n282", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0298.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "AGAIN ON THE MARCH 283\\nclothing of those who composed his command, and the\\nresolute manner in which he kept the men from being im-\\nposed upon by shirkers of duty or arbitrary officers.\\nThey remember his kindness to the sick, and his habit\\nof sharing the discomforts of army life with those in the\\nranks.\\nThey can never forget his carrying the rifle and knap-\\nsack of the exhausted soldier, and his tramping through\\nthe mud while a footsore comrade occupied his place in\\nthe saddle.\\nWhen men have sacrificed home, have journeyed wearily\\ntogether through intolerable heat, bitter cold or the pelt-\\ning tempest, have shared rough food and the cravings of\\nhunger, have shivered with scanty covering through nights\\non damp or frozen ground, have been in constant danger\\nfrom the bullets of the enemy and the shafts of disease,\\nhave experienced a daily and nightly trial of courage, have\\ngrieved together over the fallen, and joined at last in the\\nsame glorious triumph, a friendship is formed that will\\nendure when partisanship and political animosities have\\nsunk into oblivion.\\nThe fires of battle united us, and memories more pre-\\ncious than life hold us as one, so that the contest of our\\nold commander is ours.\\nEvery noble impulse emanating from comradeship\\nprompts us to follow our leader, and inspires us to call\\nupon veterans from our reunited country to accept a leader-\\nship that will surely guide to victory and honor.\\nWhen the political contest had resulted successfully, and\\nthe time for the inauguration approached, a large number\\nof the survivors of the Seventieth Indiana, on Friday after-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0299.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "284 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nnoon, March first, 1889, headed by a military band, formed\\ninto platoons near the Court House at Indianapolis, and\\nmarching to the Union Station, boarded a train of Pullman\\ncars bound for Washington, These cars had been char-\\ntered by the members of the organization, to be occupied\\nby them during their absence.\\nBy some mistake the train swept through Shelbyville,\\nleaving eight of the comrades, who had intended to start\\nfrom that city, standing on the platform. A telegram from\\nour next stopping place induced them to take the first\\nexpress and join us at Cincinnati.\\nWhile the coaches were moving at that city, prepara-\\ntory to starting directly eastward, a locomotive came\\ncrushing into the side of one of the sleepers, forcing it\\nthrough a two-story brick building. For a moment it\\nreminded one of an old-time battle; the falling bricks, rush-\\ning steam, tumbling lamps and grinding timbers, repre-\\nsenting in no feeble way the never-to-be forgotten horror\\nof bursting shells and blinding smoke. No one seemed\\nto be hurt seriously except a tramp, who happened to be\\nin the building, and who groaned and howled mournfully\\nfrom beneath a mound of bricks. When dug out he was\\nas flat as a hard tack, but a few long breaths rounded him\\ninto shape again, and enabled him to limp off shaking his\\nhead, first at the mountain of bricks, then at the car, and\\nlastly at the locomotive.\\nThe occupants of the coach, busy with the contents of\\ntheir lunch baskets, bread and butter, cold ham and boiled\\neggs, bologna and sponge cake, for an instant forgot sup-\\nper, and would have sold their chances for life very cheap;\\nbut a moment after, soldier-like, were mad as hornets be-", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0300.jp2"}, "301": {"fulltext": "AGAIN ON THE MARCH 285\\ncause the floor was carpeted with food, and because the\\ncoffee just purchased was trickling down their legs instead\\nof their throats.\\nA few hours detention was the result of this adventure\\nthen with a new sleeper, and our reinforcement from\\nShelbyville, we prepared our beds for the night and took\\nup our journey toward the Potomac. Each car boasted\\nof having the finest choir of snorers, and the rivalry was\\nso great, that even those who claimed heretofore to have\\nslept noiselessly, contracted the habit and joined with the\\nrest in making the mountains and valleys ring with the\\nmusic.\\nThere was great fun the next day in going through the\\ntrain and seeing how many faces could be recognized, in\\ntalking of old times and recent times, of easy and even of\\nhard times, for it was found that the army characteristic\\nof laughing at misfortune had settled with many into a life-\\nlong habit.\\nIt was interesting to hear a discussion as to whether\\nSherman showed wisdom in declining the office of Presi-\\ndent. All agreed that he was right in asserting that the\\nVirginian Thomas was a greater general than the Virginian\\nLee; for leaving loyalty out of consideration, the former\\nwas always victorious in each of the States in which he\\nfought, no matter who chose the battle ground, while the\\nlatter could not gain a victory outside of his own State or\\non any ground except that of his own choosing. Grant s\\nlast great battle, in which he held death at arm s length\\nuntil he had completed the book that was to lift his family\\nout of the ruin a financial crash had wrought, was spoken\\nof in low tones but admiring terms.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0301.jp2"}, "302": {"fulltext": "286 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nPersonal histories were even more entertaining. A few\\nwhen the war closed had found friends, occupations and\\nsuccess awaiting them, and their lives had been in con-\\ntinuous sunshine. One said, Everybody was busy, but\\nthere seemed to be no place for me; so after scuffling\\naround for months trying to find something to do, I moved\\non. Another, who was a little cynical, Yes, we were\\ngreeted by those who sympathized with the North as long-\\nlost brothers, then forgotten, either because they were\\nabsorbed in their own business, or because they thought a\\nsoldier, of course, would vote right, and it was pretty\\ntough getting along at first. Another said, We hap-\\npened to come home to a neighborhood where those who\\nhad neither gone into the service nor asked anyone else\\nto go, cast sullen looks on us, and would not give employ-\\nment unless we would identify ourselves with their political\\nparty, so we struck out for Kansas. Another, Yes, I m\\nin Kansas, and the people have been mighty good to me,\\nfor they have given me one of the best offices in the county,\\nso I have all the money I want. Another, About a quar-\\nter of the men who went from, or rather came back to our\\ncounty, stuck to their old homes and are making a living,\\nand at least are happy here. Then with a queer kind of\\na smile he added, One of our number has been quite for-\\ntunate. He was sent forward as a recruit while we were\\nat Nashville. He never performed a day s work while with\\nthe regiment, but went into the hospital immediately, hav-\\ning contracted a loathsome disease while not in the line of\\nduty, and was discharged for disability. After the war\\nhe applied for and drew a pension. On further investiga-\\ntion his name was dropped from the pension rolls by the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0302.jp2"}, "303": {"fulltext": "AGAIN ON THE MARCH 287\\nDepartment. During a presidential campaign, when pro-\\ncessions were formed and veterans were marching, he\\nbecame active in securing old soldiers for the column that\\nneeded them most; so a United States Senator from\\nIndiana introduced a special bill, giving him for the balance\\nof his days, seventy-two dollars a month, while some of his\\nneedy comrades, who had served to the close of the war,\\nwent pensionless.\\nIt was a couple of hours after dark on Saturday when\\nwe arrived at the Capital, and many of the men scattered\\nthrough the city to see what changes had been made since\\nthey took part in the grand review at the close of the war.\\nMonday at half-past ten the battalion marched to the\\nWhite House, and the four companies, into which it was\\ndivided, were assigned to escort duty, two moving in front\\nand two in rear of the presidential party. Although the\\nrain fell continuously, yet Pennsylvania avenue was lined\\nwith cheering spectators. At the east porticO of the Cap-\\nitol, the escort halted so as to see the inauguration cere-\\nmonies, while the troops belonging to the regular army\\nmoved on. The crowd was immense, and the crush was\\nalmost unendurable, so that every one was glad when the\\nexercises were over and the grand parade began, on the\\nreturn to the President s mansion. Here the escort entered\\nthe Government grounds, and those who were not too\\nuncomfortable from the six hours tramp through the rain,\\nascended the reviewing stand and watched the passing\\nthousands.\\nThe following afternoon the regiment, preceded by the\\nTopeka band, marched through the city and was cordially\\ngreeted in their new home by the President and his family.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0303.jp2"}, "304": {"fulltext": "288 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nIn that delightful hour many a poor fellow felt that he\\nwas already in Paradise, as he wandered with freedom\\nthrough elegant chambers and fragrant conservatories of\\ntropical plants.\\nAll Washington had a new sensation when it was seen\\nthat exalted station only increased the affectionate care\\nof our old leader for his old command. Before we separ-\\nated the President stood on the steps of the Executive\\nMansion in the midst of his men, while two photographers\\nexercised their skill in picture making. The fact is the\\nphotographers were so persistent in following us around\\nand taking our likenesses that it has been hard for some\\nof us grizzly old veterans to keep from imagining our-\\nselves just a little better looking than ordinary mortals.\\nThe next move was to the Treasury, where we were\\nreceived, at his request, by General Rosecrans, our army\\ncommander in 1862. He must have remembered his ex-\\nperience with us in cornfields and turnip patches, for he\\nfailed to show us the surplus about which there had\\nbeen so much talk. Had he done so, we certainly would\\nhave solved the problem of its reduction.\\nAfter visiting the Art Gallery, Museum, Smithsonian\\nInstitute, Capitol, Washington s Monument and many\\nother public buildings, the Wednesday morning ten o clock\\ntrain bore us homeward. The singing of John Brown at\\nHarper s Ferry, the snow storm as we swept through the\\nmountains, the rushing streams, swollen into torrents by\\nthe rains, the fun and frolic of the gray-haired, wrinkled-\\nfaced comrades who were boys again after a quarter of a\\ncentury s separation, have become a delightful life-long\\npossession of the memory. A six days reunion, all the", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0304.jp2"}, "305": {"fulltext": "AGAIN ON THE MARCH 289\\nparticipants from the same regiment, whose homes are in\\nalmost all the States from Massachusetts to California, was\\nan event never witnessed before, the exquisite pleasure of\\nwhich cannot be described and will never be forgotten.\\nThe wondrous satisfaction beaming on every counte-\\nnance as the men strolled about the National Capital,\\nnoticing the marvelous changes made by the years, sprang\\nfrom the consciousness that they had had a part in saving\\nthis beautiful city from destruction, and, better still, in\\nrescuing the Nation from the ruin toward which it was\\nrushing. The joy of the reunion was strangely solemn.\\nGladness and sadness, laughter and grief were intermingled.\\nAs story after story was told, manifesting self-denial or\\nheroism, came the inquiry, Where is he now? and the\\noft recurring response, Gone. He who belongs to a\\nLast Man Society, the members of which have helped to\\nmake history, cannot escape profound emotions, and ought\\nto move with unaffected dignity. His thoughts deal not\\nalone with the far-away past, but also with the far-away\\nfuture.\\nIn concluding this narrative a selection from sentiments\\nadopted at the reunion is appropriate.\\nThe cause of liberty and union for which we fought, as\\nthe cause of God and man, can never be a lost cause.\\nBetween right and wrong, and between the results of\\nright and wrong, is a gulf wide and deep, and impassable\\nas the gulf that parts Heaven and Hell.\\nThe bond uniting comrades in camp and field was not\\nbroken when the volunteer was discharged, but is and will\\never be an indissoluble tie of sacred friendship.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0305.jp2"}, "306": {"fulltext": "290 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nThe dead are not forgotten, silent they He, but their\\nvoiceless lips are eloquent for right, and their orphans\\nshould be the beloved and honored children of the Re-\\npublic.\\nUnder the inspiration of this reunion, and of the tender\\nmemories of fellow-soldiers, who in their death gave the\\nfull measure of patriotic devotion, we consecrate ourselves\\nanew to the service of our country and of humanity.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0306.jp2"}, "307": {"fulltext": "THE FLAGS OF THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nFROM A PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN JUST AFTER THE\\nCAPTURE OF SAVANNAH", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0307.jp2"}, "308": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0308.jp2"}, "309": {"fulltext": "THE REGIMENTAL ROSTER.\\nFIELD AND STAFF.\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON.\\nColonel. Indianapolis. Date of commission, Aug. 7, 1862\\ndate of muster, Aug. 7, 1862; brevetted Brigadier General\\nJan. 23, 1865 mustered out with regiment.\\nJAMES BURGESS.\\nLieutenant-Colonel. Danville. Date of commission, Aug.\\n9, 1862 date of muster, Aug. 12, 1862 promoted Colonel\\n124th Regiment.\\nSAMUEL MERRILL.\\nLieutenant-Colonel. Indianapolis. Date of commission,\\nMarch i, 1864; date of muster, April 20, 1864; mustered\\nout with regiment.\\nSAMUEL C. VANCE.\\nMajor. Indianapolis. Date of commission, Aug. 9, 1862\\ndate of muster, Aug. 12, 1862; resigned April 10, 1863;\\nre-entered service as Colonel I32d Regiment.\\nSAMUEL MERRILL.\\nMajor. Indianapolis. Date of commission, April 11, 1863;\\ndate of muster, April 25, 1863; promoted Lieutenant-\\nColonel.\\nZACHARIAH S. RAGAN.\\nMajor. Clayton. Date of commission, March i, 1864; date\\nof muster, April 20, 1864; wounded at Newhope Church\\nJune 15, 1864; mustered out with regiment.\\nJAMES L. MITCHELL.\\nAdjutant. Indianapolis. Date of commission, July 16,\\n1862; date of muster, July 16, 1862; mustered out with\\nregiment.\\nGEORGE W. ALLISON.\\nQuartermaster. Franklin. Date of commission, July 18,\\n291", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0309.jp2"}, "310": {"fulltext": "292- THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\n1862; date of muster, July 18, 1862; resigned Jan. 8, 1865.\\nJOHN L. KETCHAM, JR.\\nQuartermaster. Indianapolis. Date of commission, Feb.\\n14, 1865 date of muster, March 27, 1865 mustered out\\nwith regiment.\\nARCHIBALD C. ALLEN.\\nChaplain. Indianapolis. Date of commission, Aug. 12,\\n1862 date of muster, Aug, 12, 1862 mustered out with\\nregiment.\\nAMOS W. REAGAN.\\nSurgeon. Mooresville. Date of commission, Aug. 11,\\n1862; date of muster, Aug. 11, 1862; mustered out with\\nregiment.\\nAMOS W. REAGAN.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Mooresville. Date of commission,\\nJuly 30, 1862 promoted Surgeon.\\nWILLIAM A. WEBB.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Franklin. Date of commission, Aug.\\nII, 1862; date of muster, Aug. 12, 1862; resigned March\\nII, 1863.\\nWILLIAM R. SMITH.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Indianapolis. Date of commission,\\nAug. 12, 1862; date of muster, Aug. 12, 1862; resigned\\nNov. 8, 1862.\\nJOHN M. WHITE.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Southport. Date of commission, Dec.\\n6, 1862; date of muster, Dec. 16, 1862; died Aug. 31, 1863,\\nof disease.\\nLEROY H. KENNEDY.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Danville. Date of commission, April\\n4, 1863 date of muster, April 18, 1863 resigned Sept. 4,\\n1863 cause, disability.\\nJENKINS A. FITZGERALD.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Indianapolis. Date of commission,\\nOct. 17, 1863 date of muster, Oct. 22, 1863 mustered out\\nwith regiment.\\nHERMAN J. WATJEN.\\nAssistant Surgeon. Indianapolis. Date of commission.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0310.jp2"}, "311": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 293\\nJan. I, 1865 mustered out as Hospital Steward with\\nregiment.\\nREGIMENTAL NON-COMMISSIONED STAFF.\\nPHILIP D. MUSGRAVE.\\nSergeant Major. Indianapolis. Date of muster, Aug. 12,\\n1862 transferred to Company A Aug. 20, 1862.\\nWILLIAM A. MARRS.\\nQuartermaster-Sergeant. Martinsville. Date of muster,\\nAug. 12, 1862; mustered out with regiment.\\nREUBEN D. ISAACS.\\nCommissary Sergeant. Indianapolis. Date of muster, Aug.\\n12, 1862; discharged Feb. 15, 1863; disability.\\nHERMAN J. WATJEN.\\nHospital Steward, Indianapolis. Date of muster, Aug. 12,\\n1862; commissioned Assistant Surgeon Jan. i, 1865; mus-\\ntered out with regiment.\\nISAIAH LONG.\\nPrincipal Musician. Mooresville. Date of muster, Aug.\\n12, 1862; transferred to Company D Jan. i, 1863.\\nJULES A. VIOUESNEY.\\nPrincipal Musician. Danville. Date of muster, Aug. 12,\\n1862; transferred to Company C May i, 1864.\\nROSTER OF COMPANIES,*\\nCOMPANY A.\\nBENJAMIN HARRISON.\\nCaptain, commissioned July 22, 1862 promoted Colonel.\\nHENRY M. SCOTT.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned July 22, 1862; Captain,\\ncommissioned Aug. 9, 1862; brevetted Major March 31,\\n1865 mustered out with regiment.\\nThe Author claims neither credit nor responsibility for the\\naccuracy of the appended roster.\\nIn order to have the list of names and statements as correct as\\npossible, each roll has been prepared by a member of the company.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0311.jp2"}, "312": {"fulltext": "294 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nMARTIN L. OHR.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 9, 1862 mustered out\\nNov. 4, 1864.\\nBETHUEL CLARK.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned March 29, 1864; July I,\\n1864; from 27th Regiment; mustered out with regiment.\\nJAMES A. WALLACE.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned July 22, 1862; Aug.\\n10, 1862 mustered out March 22, 1864; promoted Quarter-\\nmaster loth Cavalry.\\nJOHN W. KILGOUER.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Jan. 17, 1865; Feb.\\n10, 1865 mustered out with regiment.\\nJOHN W. KILGOUER.\\nFirst Sergeant July 15, 1862; Second Lieutenant Jan. 17,\\n1865; Feb. 10, 1865, mustered out with regiment.\\nJOHN JUDGE.\\nSergeant July 16, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as First\\nSergeant.\\nGEORGE M. Mcknight.\\nSergeant July 17, 1862; discharged Dec. 6, 1864; disability.\\nANDREW A. BUCHANAN.\\nSergeant July 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALONZO P. BABBITT.\\nSergeant July 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM R. SMITH.\\nCorporal July 14, 1862 promoted Assistant Surgeon Aug.\\n12, 1862.\\nROBERT A. TAYLOR.\\nCorporal July 18, 1862; discharged May 20, 1863; dis-\\nability.\\nGEORGE W. LUCKY.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; discharged Nov. 9, 1862; disability.\\nHERMAN F. ROPKEY.\\nJorporal July 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Ser-\\ngeant.\\nGEORGE W. CLARK.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; deserted Nov. 10, 1862.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0312.jp2"}, "313": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 295\\nHENRY WESLING.\\nCorporal July 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Ser-\\ngeant.\\nGEORGE W. COOK.\\nCorporal July 19, 1862; discharged April 10, 1865; wounds.\\nSIMON SNYDER.\\nCorporal July 14, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL H. LAUBACK.\\nMusician July 16, 1862; killed at Resaca May 15, 1864.\\nHERMAN J. WATJEN.\\nMusician Aug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Hos-\\npital Steward.\\nJACKSON SUMMERS.\\nWagoner Aug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nPRIVATES.\\nELIJAH P. ACKER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC BAKER.\\nJuly 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865,\\nHENRY BAKER.\\nJuly 17, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nANTON BEUKA.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. BURRIS.\\nJuly 19, 1862; discharged Dec. 6, 1864; wounds.\\nDANIEL F. BURNS.\\nJuly 22, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOHN L. BROWN.\\nJuly 21, 1862 discharged March 3, 1865 wounds.\\nJEROME A. BABBITT.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nISAAC J. BALES.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY CRUSE.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0313.jp2"}, "314": {"fulltext": "296 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nFRANCIS CECIL.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCLARK CONVERSE.\\nJuly 14, 1862; died Aug. 18, 1864; wounds.\\nLEMUEL L. CARTER.\\nJuly 15, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nWILLIAM W. CAIN.\\nJuly 17, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN CUSTER.\\nJuly 18, 1862 died at Vining s Station, Ga., Aug. 16, 1864.\\nALFRED CHANDLER.\\nJuly 21, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps July 31, 1864.\\nJOSIAH S. CLARK.\\nJuly 21, 1862; discharged Jan. 20, 1863; disability.\\nEDWARD COX.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALLEN CAYLOR.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged Jan. 2^, 1863; disability.\\nANDREW DUNWAY.\\nJuly 17, 1862 killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nPERRY A. DEMANGET.\\nJuly 19, 1862; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nWILLIAM DOUGLASS.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out May 10, 1865.\\nJOHN ENGLAND.\\nJuly 19, 1862 discharged Jan. 20, 1863 disability.\\nEDMOND P. ERVIN.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILKERSON FARLEY.\\nJuly 25, 1862; discharged Dec. 13, 1862; disability.\\nJAMES FURGIS.\\nJuly 15, 1862; discharged Jan. 20, 1865; wounds.\\nNATHANIEL FOLLETT.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nRODNEY R. GIBBONS.\\nAug. II, 1862 discharged Dec. 6, 1864; wounds.\\nSAMUEL B. GARDNER.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0314.jp2"}, "315": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 297\\nFRANK HALL.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH F. HARBERT.\\nJuly 17, 1862; died at Nashville, Tenn., May 17, 1864.\\nJOHN W. HACKLEMAN.\\nJuly 19, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps July 31, 1864.\\nNOBLE HUNTINGTON.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant\\nJOHN HARRISON.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM HOBBS.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHOWARD HUDNUT.\\nAug. 6, 1862 killed at Russellville, Ky., Sept. 30, 1862.\\nOLIVER L. JONES.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN R. JENKINS.\\nJuly 15, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nDALA D. KRATZER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 deserted Aug. 10, 1862.\\nPHILIP A. LORRY.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN LAW.\\nJuly 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALEXANDER MOORE.\\nJuly 22, 1862 died at Resaca, Ga., June 5, 1864; wounds.\\nMOSES MUSGRAVE.\\nJuly 21, 1862; discharged April 23, 1863; disability.\\nPHILIP D. MUSGRAVE.\\nJuly 15, 1862; promoted Surgeon U. S. Colored Troops\\nOct. 30, 1863.\\nHENRY MAY.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nOLIVER MARSHALL.\\nAug. 4, 1862 discharged April 7, 1863 disability.\\nWILLIAM MUSTON.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0315.jp2"}, "316": {"fulltext": "298 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nWILLIAM Mcelroy.\\nJuly 21, 1862 transferred to V. R. C. Jan. 10, 1865.\\nJOSEPH F. McFARLAND.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH S. McCLAREND.\\nJuly 23, 1862; deserted Oct. 7, 1862.\\nSAMUEL L. NULL.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLEBBENS T. NOSSAMAN.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. ORR.\\nJuly 15, 1862; promoted Lieutenant U. S. Colored Troops\\nMarch 2, 1864.\\nANDREW A. PECK.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSANDFORD PEDIGO.\\nJuly 17, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nFRANCIS PURSEL.\\nJuly 21, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., June 25, 1864;\\nwounds.\\nCHARLES PURSEL.\\nJuly 19, 1862 died at Louisville, Ky., June 30, 1864.\\nWILLIAM PURCELL.\\nJuly 21, 1862; discharged Nov. 8, 1862; disability.\\nROBERT H. PATTERSON.\\nAug. 5, 1862 discharged March 13, 1863 disability.\\nTHOMAS P. RICHARDSON.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFREDERICK RODEBECK.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDUDLEY ROBERTS.\\nJuly 21, 1862 discharged May 29, 1863 disability.\\nNATHANIEL T. ROYER.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. SMITH.\\nJuly 21, 1862; died at Gallatin, Term., Dec. 26, 1862.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0316.jp2"}, "317": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 299\\nJOHN H. SEIVER.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant\\nMajor.\\nJAMES SHANK.\\nAug. 6, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Sept. 4, 1862.\\nWILLIAM H. H. SHANK.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJONATHAN P. SUNDERLAND.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDANIEL SPIEGEL.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID P. THOMAS.\\nJuly 19, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., April 23, 1863.\\nGARDNER P. THORNTON.\\nJuly 21, 1862; promoted Lieutenant U. S. Colored Troops\\nDec. 31, 1863.\\nALEXANDER THUER.\\nJuly 21, 1862 discharged June 22, 1864.\\nGEORGE W. WELLS.\\nJuly 15, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., March 2, 1863.\\nJOHN WILLIAMS.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY WIESE.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES NELSON WILSON.\\nJuly 19, 1862; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nELBRIDGE C. WATSON.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE C. WALLACE.\\nJuly 21, 1862; discharged Dec. 30, 1864, by order War\\nDepartment; promoted Sergeant Major.\\nWILLIAM J. WHEATLEY.\\nAug. 6, 1862 discharged Dec. 30, 1862 disability.\\nWESLEY WILLIAMSON.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nASA WILLIAMSON.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0317.jp2"}, "318": {"fulltext": "300 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSIMEON T. YANCEY.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nRECRUITS.\\nROBERT BARNHILL.\\nMarch 8, 1862; mustered out April 6, 1865.\\nISAAC BROWN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM J. BLUE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nELISHA BAILEY.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES BAKER.\\nDec. 15, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID BYERLY.\\nJan. 6, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM S. BROWN.\\nMarch 15, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW J. CHASE.\\nDec. 12, 1863; discharged Oct. 21, 1864; disability.\\nJOHN H. CAYWOOD.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT W. COFFEE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN T. COFFEE.\\nMarch 27, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMARSHALL GARDNER.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nEMERY HOWELL.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nNOAH P. HILLMAN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nPETER D. JACOBS.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES J. LANE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0318.jp2"}, "319": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 301\\nDANIEL M. LARIMORE.\\nMarch 31, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE PATE.\\nMarch 5, 1862; mustered out April 6, 1865.\\nGEORGE PROSSER.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nAZRA M. ROBERTS.\\nJan. 4, 1864; discharged March 18, 1865; wounds.\\nZACHARIAH RUDE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMELVIN SANDBURN.\\nMarch 19, 1862 mustered out April 6, 1865.\\nADAM SNAPP.\\nApril 2, 1862 mustered out April 6, 1865.\\nJOHN M. STEWARD.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSIMON A. STRODER.\\nJan. 6, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. THOMPSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES WOODS.\\nMarch 15, 1862; mustered out April 6, 1865.\\nWILLIAM WEAKLEY.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW J. WEAKLEY.\\nMarch 27, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY B.\\nTHOMAS A. McFARLAND.\\nCaptain Aug. i, 1862; resigned Aug. 31, 1862.\\nDAVID F. SLEETH.\\nFirst Lieutenant Aug. i, 1862; Captain Sept. i, 1862;\\nresigned 1864.\\nEDWARD L. DAVIDSON.\\nSecond Lieutenant July 15, 1862; First Lieutenant Sept. i,\\n1862 resigned Jan. 3, 1863.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0319.jp2"}, "320": {"fulltext": "302 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOHN C. NEWTON.\\nFirst Sergeant July 19, 1862; Second Lieutenant Sept. i,\\n1862; First Lieutenant Jan. 4, 1863; Captain 1864; mus-\\ntered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL B. ROBERTSON.\\nSergeant July 15, 1862; First Sergeant Sept. i, 1862; Sec-\\nond Lieutenant Jan. 4, 1863 resigned August, 1864.\\nWELTON M. WHITCOMB.\\nSergeant Aug. i, 1862; Second Sergeant Sept. i, 1862;\\nFirst Sergeant Feb. 28, 1863 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN S. MOORE.\\nSergeant Aug. i, 1862; Commissary Sergeant Feb. 13,\\n1863 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES C. BENNETT.\\nSergeant July 23, 1862; Third Sergeant Feb. 21, 1863;\\nFirst Sergeant Sept. i, 1864; Second Lieutenant Jan. 17,\\n1865 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nRICHARD H. THRALLS.\\nCorporal July 16, 1862; Fifth Sergeant Sept. i, 1862; mus-\\ntered out June 8, 1865.\\nHEZEKIAH MITCHELL.\\nCorporal July 16, 1862 discharged April 6, 1863 disability.\\nELIJAH A. POWELL.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., May\\n24, 1864.\\nELIAS P. SMITH.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES A. STAFFORD.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; Sergeant Feb. 21, 1863; First Ser-\\ngeant 1864; Second Lieutenant 1864; First Lieutenant\\n1865 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES T. SPENCER.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as\\nPrivate.\\nAMOS T. PHARES.\\nCorporal July 26, 1862 discharged Jan. 16, 1864; disability.\\nACHILLES RODGERS.\\nCorporal July 24, 1862 died July, 1864 wounds.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0320.jp2"}, "321": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 303\\nWILLIAM H. DEEM.\\nMusician July 20, 1862; reduced to ranks Aug. 26, 1862;\\ndeserted Jan. 21, 1863.\\nDAVID L. DELOE.\\nMusician July 20, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES R. SMITH.\\nWagoner July 17, 1862; discharged Nov. 29, 1862; dis-\\nability.\\nPRIVATES.\\nGEORGE W. ADAMS.\\nAug. 4, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Sept. 30, 1863.\\nCHARLES E. ADAMS.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. ADAMS.\\nAug. 4, 1862 died at Lavergne, Tenn., June 20, 1863.\\nTHOMAS ANDERSON.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTERRELL ANDERSON.\\nJuly 17, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT ANGLETON.\\nJuly 17, 1862; Corporal Sept. i, 1862; mustered out June\\n8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nHENRY AYDELOTT.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH W. AYDELOTT.\\nJuly 22, 1862 died at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 27, 1862.\\nABRAHAM BELLER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 deserted Oct. 2, 1862.\\nWILLIAM BAKER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH F. COWDEN.\\nJuly 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nEPHRAIM COLLINS.\\nJuly 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN T. COLLINS.\\nJuly 17, 1862; transferred to V. R. C. April 6, 1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0321.jp2"}, "322": {"fulltext": "304 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJAMES L. COLLINS.\\nJuly i8, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 15, 1864.\\nFRANKLIN COLLINS.\\nAug. 5, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nWILLIAM CONNER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 discharged Jan. 27, 1863 disability.\\nHUMPHREY EOFF.\\nAug. 6, 1862 transferred to V. R. C.\\nGEORGE W. EVANS.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY FARLEY.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. GUISE.\\nJuly 29, 1862 killed by accident July 26, 1864, Atlanta, Ga.\\nZACHEUS GORDON.\\nJuly 16, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 27, 1862.\\nJOHN W. GIBBONS.\\nJuly 29, 1862; died at Scottsville, Ky., Dec. 2, 1862.\\nDAVID P. GILL.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nSIMPSON GOSSETT.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHORNHILL H. GWYNNE.\\nAug. 2, 1862; discharged July 29, 1863; disability.\\nLINDSEY GERMAN.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nNATHAN HALL.\\nAug. I, 1862; discharged Jan. 21, 1863; disability.\\nJAMES HALL.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. HULSOPPLE.\\nJuly 19, 1862; discharged March 21, 1863; disability.\\nALEXANDER S. HAWKINS.\\nAug. 4, 1862; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nJOEL H. KEELING.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID C. LINDVILLE.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0322.jp2"}, "323": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 305\\nCHARLES M. LAZAR.\\nJuly 16, 1862; died at Nashville, Tenn., Nov. 19, 1863.\\nLEROY LEGGETT.\\nAug. 4, 1862 promoted to Corporal mustered out June 8,\\n1865, as Sergeant.\\nJOHN W. MILLER.\\nJuly 16, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 7, 1863.\\nWILLIAM A. MILLER.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES S. MILLER.\\nJuly 24, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS B. MILLER.\\nJuly 24, 1862; died at home Aug. 11, 1862.\\nROBERT H. MILLER.\\nAug. I, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., July 22, 1864;\\nwounds.\\nWILLIAM S. MITCHELL.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDODRIDGE MITCHELL.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSYLVESTER McGINITY.\\nJuly 16, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 24, 1864.\\nABRAHAM McMULLEN.\\nJuly 24, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 22, 1863.\\nTHOMAS McCONNELL.\\nJuly 25, 1862; Corporal Sept. i, 1862; discharged Jan. 26,\\n1863 disability.\\nJAMES H. McFALL.\\nJuly 28, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 7, 1862.\\nCHARLES L. MARIETTA.\\nJuly 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM MORGAN.\\nJuly 17, 1862; discharged Dec. 13, 1862; disability.\\nJOHN R. MAHOLM.\\nAug. 4, 1862; discharged Jan. 15, 1863.\\nGEORGE H. MAHOLM.\\nAug. 9, 1862 killed on railroad Nov. 6, 1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0323.jp2"}, "324": {"fulltext": "3o6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nNOAH O. MOORE.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. NEWTON.\\nJuly 17, 1862; died near Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 12, 1864;\\nwounds.\\nWILLIAM C. PHARES.\\nJuly 26, 1862; Musician Aug. 26, 1862; mustered out June\\n8, 1865.\\nGEORGE A. PRICE.\\nAug. 4, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., Aug. 29, 1864;\\nwounds.\\nHENRY C. PHILLIPS.\\nAug. 12, 1862; discharged May 6, 1863; disability.\\nJOSEPH A. REED.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nDAVID S. RIGDON.\\nAug. I, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY RAPP.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN SMITH.\\nJuly 24, 1862; deserted Dec. 2, 1863.\\nELIJAH S. SMITH.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCARRY H. SMITH.\\nAug. I, 1862; Corporal Feb. 21, 1863; mustered out June\\n8, 1865.\\nDANIEL STEWART.\\nJuly 31, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM STORY.\\nJuly 20, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Oct. 30, 1863.\\nANDREW I. STORY.\\nJuly 20, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID S. SCOFIELD.\\nJuly 24, 1862; died at Scottsville, Ky., Dec. 17, 1862.\\nWILLIAM H. STRADER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 15, 1864.\\nTYRE STAFFORD.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0324.jp2"}, "325": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 307\\nARCHIBALD SOSBY.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nMARSHALL STODDARD.\\nJuly 26, 1862 died at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 19, 1862.\\nADELMAN SMITH.\\nJuly 19, 1862; died at Indianapolis, Ind., Aug. 7, 1862.\\nROBERT TONER.\\nAug. I, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., March 17, 1863.\\nCORNELIUS TUCKER.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFERDINAND TREON.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nVALISON C THOMAS.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS F. THOMPSON.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJEREMIAH WHEELER.\\nJuly 19, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., Dec. 23, 1862.\\nJOHN J. WALTON.\\nJuly 18, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., Dec. 15, 1862.\\nMAJOR WOOD.\\nJuly 25, 1862; died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 21, 1863.\\nWASHINGTON WOLTON.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN WAGONER.\\nJuly 20, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nAMOS T. WILLIS.\\nJuly 20, 1862 deserted Nov. 7, 1862.\\nRECRUITS.\\nFRANCIS M. ANGLETON.\\nDec. 25, 1863; died May 28, 1864, of wound received at\\nResaca, Ga.\\nJAMES AULTE.\\nDec. 23, 1863 died at Chattanooga, Tenn., Jan. 2, 1865.\\nSYLVESTER ADAMS.\\nDec. 31, 1863; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0325.jp2"}, "326": {"fulltext": "308 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOHN F. ALBRIGHT.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nAARON ALLEN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. BEESON.\\nJan. 25, 1864; died at Cassville, Ga., June, 1864; wound.\\nWILLIAM A. BARNES.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nABNER D. CROSS.\\nDec. 23, 1863 discharged Dec. 20, 1864.\\nJAMES CLARK.\\nDec. 23, 1863 died at Lookout Mountain Feb. 2, 1865.\\nCYRUS CAYLER.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENSON L. CLARK.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nEDWARD DILL.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nEDMOND H. DUNN.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM A. DWYER.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nENOS DAVISSON.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN DAVISSON.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES DINN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nPHILIP P. EMRICK.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. ELLETT.\\nMustered out April 6, 1865.\\nCHARLES W. FRANK.\\nDec. 31, 1863; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 14, 1864.\\nROBERT T. FOSTER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; First Sergeant Jan. i, 1865; transferred to\\n33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0326.jp2"}, "327": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 309\\nWILLIAM FRY.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nLOUIS GOODRICH.\\nDec. 23, 1863 killed at Peach Tree Creek, Ga., July 20,\\n1864.\\nWILLIAM HENDRICKS.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. HALL.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN D. HINCHE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM R. JOHNSON.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM LENOX.\\nDec. 2T,, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM J. LEE.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMONTRAVILLE MAHAN.\\nDec. 23, 1863; transferred to V. R. C. Jan. 10, 1865.\\nDANIEL MELOY.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES McKINNEY.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. McGAFFACK.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES F. PLYMATE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSHELBY PRICE.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN PEAK.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL POWELL.\\nDec. 23, 1863 discharged Oct. 5, 1864; disability.\\nFRANKLIN RICHIE.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGRANVILLE RICHIE.\\nDec. 23, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0327.jp2"}, "328": {"fulltext": "3IO THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nFREDERICK W. STAFFORD.\\nJan. 6, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nNATHAN STAFFORD.\\nDec. 23, 1863; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSHELBY SEXSON.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJESSE STUBBS.\\nDec. 23, 1863 died at Jefifersonville, Ind., Sept. 4, 1864.\\nJOHN B. VANCLEFF.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM WORDAN.\\nDec. 31, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN YOUNG.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY C.\\nZ. S. RAGAN.\\nCaptain Aug. 5, 1862 promoted to Major.\\nW. C. MITCHELL.\\nFirst Lieutenant Aug. 5, 1862; promoted to Captain.\\nJEPTHA BANTA.\\nSecond Lieutenant Aug. 5, 1862; died April 11, 1863.\\nJAMES M. ROGERS.\\nFirst Sergeant July 24, 1862; promoted to Jr^irst Lieutenant.\\nJAMES I. WILLS.\\nSergeant July 19, 1862; promoted to Second Lieutenant.\\nFRANKLIN J. BURCHAM.\\nSergeant July 14, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFRANK H. HURON.\\nSergeant July 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as First\\nSergeant and Color Bearer.\\nDAVID N. HOPWOOD.\\nSergeant July 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMICHAEL J. DUFFEY.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; killed near Atlanta, Ga., July 24,\\n1864.\\nJOHN M. COOK.\\nCorporal Aug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0328.jp2"}, "329": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 3II\\nFRANK C. FERGUSON.\\nCorporal July 14, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nBENJAMIN F. BOLEN.\\nCorporal July 17, 1862; discharged Nov. 12, 1864, on\\naccount of wounds received at Resaca, Ga.\\nSAMUEL R. RICHARDSON.\\nCorporal July 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS M. NEWBY.\\nCorporal July 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSYLVESTER S. WILLS.\\nCorporal July 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES D. COMPTON.\\nCorporal July 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nPRIVATES.\\nJAMES ADAMS.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALEXANDER ARCHER.\\nAug. 4, 1862; discharged Oct. 8, 1863; disability.\\nJOHN F. ASHER.\\nAug. 4, 1862 transferred to V. R. C. Jan. 10, 1865.\\nJESSE C. BARKER.\\nAug. I, 1862; discharged March 22, 1863; disability.\\nCHARLES H. BEDFORD.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nADAM BLUNK.\\nJuly 14, 1862 discharged Jan. 20, 1863 disability.\\nGEORGE BREWER.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMILES BRAY.\\nAug. 5, 1862 discharged Jan. 28, 1863 disability.\\nLOT T. BRAY.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJACOB J. BRINGLE.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMARTIN L. BROWN.\\nJuly 21, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., April 11, 1863.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0329.jp2"}, "330": {"fulltext": "312 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSMITH G. BURCHAM.\\nJuly 28, 1862 died at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 19, 1862.\\nJAMES BUCHANAN.\\nJuly 25, 1862; discharged Dec. 8, 1862; disability.\\nALFRED W. CARTER.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJESSE B. CARTER.\\nAug. 5, 1862; died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 6, 1863.\\nSAMUEL W. CAREY.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged Dec. 3, 1862; disability.\\nMOSES L. CRAWFORD.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Headquarter\\nTeamster.\\nHENRY H. CRAWFORD.\\nJuly 24, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCLARKSON DOAN.\\nAug. 7, 1862 discharged Jan. 27, 1863, on account of\\nwounds.\\nRISDON C. DINWIDDIE.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY DUNCAN.\\nAug. 8, 1862 discharged Dec. 9, 1862 disability.\\nHEZEKIAH DUFFEY.\\nAug. 10, 1862; discharged March 17, 1863; disability.\\nROBERT G. ELLIS.\\nAug. II, 1862; transferred to V. R. C. April 30, 1864.\\nWILLIAM FAULKNER.\\nJuly 25, 1862; discharged Dec. 4, 1862; disability.\\nREUBEN C. FRANKLIN.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLEWIS C. FRANKLIN.\\nJuly 25, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., Feb. 24, 1863.\\nALFRED R. GLOVER.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM P. GUYNN.\\nJuly 14, 1862 killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nRICHARD F. HARPER.\\nAug. 8, 1862; discharged Oct. 31, 1862; disability.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0330.jp2"}, "331": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 313\\nLOT HADLEY.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTILGHMAN S. HARLIN.\\nJuly 24, 1862 died July 23, 1864, from wounds received at\\nPeach Tree Creek.\\nTHOMAS HANNAH.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN HAMMOND.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nSPENCER HIATT.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHUGH HIGGINS.\\nJuly 24, 1862; deserted Aug. 13, 1862.\\nJOHN D. HOPKINS.\\nAug. 2, 1862; deserted Nov. 18, 1862.\\nDANIEL IRICK.\\nAug. II, 1862; transferred to V. R. C. July 20, 1864.\\nWILLIAM IRICK.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged April 15, 1863; disability.\\nREUBEN R. ISAACS.\\nAug. 9, 1862; discharged Feb. 15, 1863; disability; Com-\\nmissary Sergeant.\\nWILLIAM JACKSON.\\nAug. II, 1862; died at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 24, 1862.\\nHARDIN JACKSON.\\nAug. II, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSILAS KENDALL.\\nAug. 8, 1862; discharged Jan. 22, 1863; disability.\\nHENRY KERSCH.\\nJuly 28, 1862 killed near Golgotha, Ga., June 16, 1864.\\nTHOMAS B. KINNAN.\\nAug. 8, 1862 discharged Jan. 29, 1863 disability.\\nJOHN W. KNIGHTON.\\nJuly 22, 1862; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nJOSHUA LEACH.\\nAug. 12, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0331.jp2"}, "332": {"fulltext": "314 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOB LEDBETTER.\\nJuly i8, 1862; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nPETER O. LOOKEBILL.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES R. MARTIN.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. MARTIN.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES H. MATTHEWS.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN N. MATTHEWS.\\nJuly 22, 1862 discharged Jan. 27, 1863 disability.\\nJOHN W. MEDSKER.\\nJuly 28, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nGEORGE W. MILLER.\\nJuly 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT F. NEWBY.\\nJuly 25, 1862; discharged Dec. 14, 1862; disability.\\nWILLIAM C. NEWBY.\\nDec. 22, 1863 died at Nashville, Tenn., June 8, 1864.\\nJAMES H. OSBORN.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nNICHOLAS OSBORN.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMONTERVILLE PARSONS.\\nJuly 18, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY PHIPPS.\\nJuly 25, 1862 discharged July 29, 1863 accidental wounds.\\nALBERT H. PITTS.\\nAug. 4, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., Dec. 29, 1862.\\nGEORGE W. POTTS.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES PRATT.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN PURKYPILE.\\nAug. II, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. REITZEL.\\nJuly 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0332.jp2"}, "333": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 315\\nADAM REITZEL.\\nJuly 28, 1862; discharged May 13, 1863; wounds.\\nJEREMIAH RICHARDSON.\\nAug. 4, 1862 discharged Nov. 29, 1862 disability.\\nJOHN A. ROBERTS.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES S. ROBERTS.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged Feb. 22, 1863; disability.\\nROBERT E. RAGAN.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM SHARPE.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nYOUNG W. SHORT.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM B. SHORT.\\nAug. II, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSTEPHEN SCOTT.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. G. SHACKLEFORD\\nJuly 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nZIMRI TANZY.\\nJuly 28, 1862; discharged Oct. 31, 1862; disability.\\nJAMES A. THOMPSON.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES A. TUMEY.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJULES VIQUESNEY.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL WADDLE.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES M. WILLS.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nNATHAN C. WILLIAMS.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN W. WOOD.\\nJuly 26, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0333.jp2"}, "334": {"fulltext": "3l6 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nFREDERICK ZOLLER.\\nAug. 3, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nVETERANS OF THE 27TH INDIANA, AND RE-\\nCRUITS.\\nWILLIAM ARFORD.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out April 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS ANDERSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana.\\nENOCH M. BREWSTER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana.\\nHARVEY N. CARROLL.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES COMBS.\\nMarch 12, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE M. CRITCHLOW.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nWM. A. CALLAHAN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM COX.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJONAS DAVIS.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. P. P. DENTON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; discharged Jan. 10, 1865; disability.\\nRUSSELL DAVIS.\\nJuly 15, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN DEARMAN.\\nMarch 10, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLEVI F. FAITH.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM N. FLINN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY GHRAMM.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. GORR.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0334.jp2"}, "335": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 317\\nJOHN E. HAYES.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES F. HERENDEN.\\nMarch 31, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW KELLER.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nMICHAEL M. KELLER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH D. LAUGHLIN.\\nAug. 8, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHARRISON LEE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; discharged April 14, 1865; disability.\\nJOHN MURRATTA.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nPETER RAGLE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nSANFORD H. SHIVELY.\\nAug. 14, 1862 discharged Jan. 10, 1865 disability.\\nELIJAH WILKINSON.\\nSept. 12, 1861 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW J. WILLIAMS.\\nSept. 12, 1861; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM W. WARNER.\\nSept. 12, 1861 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nDANIEL B. WATTS.\\nMarch 26, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL J. WALN.\\nSept. 12, 1861; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY D.\\nBARCLAY R. JOHNSON.\\nCaptain, Aug. 2, 1862 resigned April 20, 1863.\\nWM. E. TANSEY.\\nFirst Lieutenant; promoted Captain April 20, 1863;\\nwounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nSAMUEL K. HARRYMAN.\\nSecond Lieutenant; promoted First Lieutenant April 20,\\n1863.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0335.jp2"}, "336": {"fulltext": "3l8 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nWILLIAM M CRACKEN.\\nPromoted to Sergeant; Orderly Sergeant; Second Lieu-\\ntenant April 21, 1863.\\nEZRA OLLEMAN.\\nFirst Sergeant discharged Jan. 23, 1863.\\nDANIEL DEAL.\\nFirst Duty Sergeant; wounded May 15, 1864, at Resaca.\\nTHOMAS D. HUBBARD.\\nSergeant wounded June 15, 1864, at New Hope Church.\\nCALVIN JOHNSON.\\nSergeant; died March 9, 1863, at Gallatin, Tenn.\\nMOSES B. PIKE.\\nSergeant.\\nJAMES C. HENDRICKS.\\nTransferred to Drummer Boy.\\nBENJAMIN F. BALLARD.\\nCorporal died March 13, 1863, at Gallatin, Ga.\\nCORNELUS HILL.\\nCorporal.\\nJOHN PIKE.\\nCorporal.\\nHENRY C. EATON.\\nCorporal.\\nJESSE F. SNOW.\\nCorporal.\\nMILTON CARTER.\\nCorporal promoted Sergeant discharged Jan. 20, 1864.\\nJOHN T. HUBBARD.\\nCorporal promoted Sergeant.\\nISAIAH LONG.\\nMusician.\\nTHOMAS R. HORNADAY.\\nMusician promoted to ranks by request.\\nOTTO RENCH.\\nTeamster.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0336.jp2"}, "337": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 319\\nPRIVATES.\\nJOHN ADAMS.\\nDischarged November 6, 1863.\\nNEWTON ALLEN.\\nENOS ALLEN.\\nJAMES M. BROWN.\\nJESSE BREWER.\\nSAMUEL BALLENTINE.\\nDied June 22, 1864, Nashville, Tenn.\\nDAVID M. BRAY.\\nJACOB M. BRAY.\\nJOHN M. CALLAHAN.\\nWILLIAM S. CANNATSEY.\\nNEVIOUS B. CHAMNESS.\\nWounded, Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nTHOMAS C. CLAPP.\\nGRANVIL COSTIN.\\nMATHIAS A. COSTIN.\\nPromoted to Corporal promoted to Sergeant.\\nGEORGE W. CRAYTON.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga.\\nHENRY W. COSTIN.\\nDied Feb. 22, 1863, at Gallatin, Tenn.\\nWILLIAM H. COSTIN.\\nGEORGE COPELAND.\\nIRA R. CRAVEN.\\nPromoted Corporal.\\nTHOMAS J. DOAN.\\nDischarged Dec. 10, 1863.\\nWILLIAM P. EASTER.\\nJOSEPH A. EASTER.\\nWounded May 15, 1864, at Resaca, Ga.\\nGEORGE W. EASTER.\\nDischarged Feb. 5, 1863.\\nELI ELLMORE.\\nDischarged Dec. 6, 1863.\\nWILLIAM J. EDWARDS.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0337.jp2"}, "338": {"fulltext": "320 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJESSE ELLMORE.\\nDAVID FANSLER.\\nPETER FARMER.\\nWounded May 15, 1864, at Resaca, and discharged.\\nJACOB FARMER.\\nWounded May 14, 1864, at Resaca; died June 9, 1864.\\nDAVID FUGATE.\\nWounded May 15, 1864, at Resaca; died May 16, 1864.\\nURIAH H. FARR.\\nVARDAMAN FLETCHER.\\nWounded May 15, 1864, at Resaca.\\nJOSEPH GREGORY.\\nTransferred Pioneer Corps.\\nALONZO B. GREESON.\\nWounded May 15, 1864; died May 2^, 1864.\\nALFRED GREESON.\\nDischarged July 27, 1864.\\nGEORGE W. HARPER.\\nJOHN V. HOWELL.\\nISAAC A. JOHNSON.\\nJAMES JULIAN.\\nDischarged May 6, 1863.\\nANDREW JORDAN.\\nDied March 21, 1863.\\nROBERT JOHNSON.\\nWounded July 20, 1864; discharged 1864.\\nISAAC KERSEY.\\nDischarged Nov. 21, 1862.\\nMATTHEW KIRKENDOLL.\\nWILLIAM A. LAKE.\\nJOHN E. LAKE.\\nPromoted Corporal.\\nWILLIAM C. LAKE.\\nALONZO LEWALLEN.\\nDischarged March 3, 1863.\\nDANIEL LOCKWOOD.\\nDied June 24, 1864.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0338.jp2"}, "339": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 32 1\\nFRANCIS M. LEACH.\\nDeserted Nov. 9, 1862.\\nJAMES LANE.\\nMARTIN MASON.\\nSYLVESTER MOON.\\nDischarged June 24, 1863.\\nMILO H. MOON.\\nPromoted Corporal.\\nELI S. MYRICK.\\nDischarged March 3, 1863.\\nWILLIAM R. M CLELLAN.\\nJAMES M CRAKEN.\\nPromoted to Corporal; wounded May 15, 1864.\\nLEONIDAS OBENSHAIN.\\nPromoted to Corporal promoted to Sergeant.\\nWILLIAM C. RHEA.\\nMERIDETH RUSH.\\nDischarged Jan. 24, 1863.\\nJOSEPH W. REAGAN.\\nABSALOM ROSS.\\nWILLIAM J. ROLAND.\\nELIAS M. RUSHTON.\\nJAMES SIMPSON.\\nWILLIAM A. SPOON.\\nJAMES SPOON.\\nJAMES SMITH.\\nGEORGE W. THORNTON.\\nDANIEL TANSEY.\\nDischarged Feb. 11, 1863.\\nGEORGE W. THOMPSON.\\nPETER VOGUS.\\nRUFUS H. WARD.\\nPromoted Corporal.\\nJOHN A. WARD.\\nPromoted Corporal.\\nWILLIAM W. WILHITE.\\nWounded May 14, 1864, at Resaca,", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0339.jp2"}, "340": {"fulltext": "322 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nBARTON WILSON.\\nDischarged Feb. 28, 1863.\\nLEVI WILLIAMS.\\nDischarged May 23, 1865.\\nPETER WHITE.\\nDied Jan. 21, 1863, at Bowling Green, Ky.\\nCALVIN WARD.\\nWounded May 15, 1864; died May 23, 1864.\\nJOHN WILSON.\\nJAMES R. WIDDOWS.\\nWounded May 14, 1864.\\nRECRUITS.\\nGREGORY ALLEN.\\nJOHN S. ALBRIGHT.\\nWILLIAM E. CRAVEN.\\nLEANDER DEWEESE.\\nELZA DEWEESE.\\nWILLIAM T. DONE.\\nGEORGE FREET.\\nCLARK GRAVE.\\nALVIN S. GRAVE.\\nWounded Mav 15, 1864, at Resaca.\\nOWEN C. HANCOCK.\\nMILO E. HARVEY.\\nTHOMAS N. HINSON.\\nSAMUEL INGLE.\\nLEVI LANE.\\nELIAS E. LANE.\\nJAMES M CALL.\\nELI PRAY.\\nJOHN H. POE.\\nDied of wounds Aug. 21, 1864.\\nISAAC POE.\\nDied at Kingston, Ga.\\nJOHN D. TINCHER.\\nBARCLEY E. TANSEY.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0340.jp2"}, "341": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 323\\nISAIAH H. TROGDEN.\\nCLAYTON TOWNSEND.\\nCOMPANY E.\\nWILLIAM M. MEREDITH.\\nCaptain, commissioned Aug. 6, 1862 Aug. 6, 1862 re-\\nsigned Aug. 12, 1864.\\nPETER FESLER.\\nCaptain, commissioned Feb. 13, 1864; Sept. i, 1864; from\\n27th Regiment mustered out with Regiment.\\nCHARLES H. COX.\\nCaptain, commissioned Aug. 13, 1864; not mustered.\\nHIRAM H. HAND.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 6, 1862 Aug. 6, 1862\\nresigned Nov. 9, 1862.\\nCOLUMBUS V. GRAY.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Nov. 10, 1862; March i,\\n1863 resigned June 16, 1863.\\nEDWARD B. COLESTOCK.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned June 17, 1863; July i,\\n1863 died May 30, 1864, of wounds received at Resaca.\\nCHARLES H. COX.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned July i, 1864; Sept. i, 1864;\\nmustered out with Regiment.\\nCOLUMBUS V. GRAY.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 6, 1862; Aug. 6,\\n1862 promoted to First Lieutenant.\\nEDWARD B. COLESTOCK.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Nov. 10, 1862; Dec. 15,\\n1862 promoted to First Lieutenant.\\nCHARLES H. COX.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned June 17, 1863; July I,\\n1863 promoted to First Lieutenant.\\nALLAN F. SCHLEY.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 13, 1864; Feb. 10,\\n1865 mustered out with Regiment.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0341.jp2"}, "342": {"fulltext": "324 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nEDWARD B. COLESTOCK.\\nFirst Sergeant July 15, 1862; promoted Second Lieutenant.\\nSAMUEL LAING.\\nSergeant July 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as\\nprivate.\\nWILLIAM BODENHAMER.\\nSergeant July 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. GRIGGS.\\nSergeant July 21, 1862; died at Edgefield Junction, Tenn.,\\nDec. 21, 1862.\\nDANIEL J. MILLER.\\nSergeant July 17, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. COOPER.\\nCorporal July 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES W. RANDALL.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nJAMES ATKINS.\\nCorporal July 21, 1862; deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nFRANK A. MYERS.\\nCorporal July 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as pri-\\nvate.\\nALLEN F. SCHLEY.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; promoted Second Lieutenant.\\nJONATHAN GRAY.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; discharged.\\nFREDERICK J. MEIKEL.\\nCorporal July 18, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865 as pri-\\nvate.\\nROBERT F. DAVIS.\\nCorporal July 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCYRUS O. SACKETT.\\nMusician Aug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as\\nPrin. Musician.\\nTHOMAS D. SMITH.\\nMusician July 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS FITZGERALD.\\nWagoner July 26, 1862; transferred to Engineer Corps\\nAug. 10, 1864.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0342.jp2"}, "343": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 325\\nPRIVATES.\\nGEORGE K. ALBRO.\\nJuly 29, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMELVILLE C. ALEXANDER.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC AMOS.\\nJuly 21, 18G2 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJERRY BARKER.\\nJuly 31, 1862; discharged March 26, 1864.\\nCHARLES BERG.\\nAug. 4, 1862; died June 30, 1864; wounds.\\nTHOMAS BEALE.\\nJuly 15, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., July 5, 1864.\\nJOHN F. BURNS.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES C. BUTLER.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJASPER N. BUTTERFIELD.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nANTHONY BRADEMEYER.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHRIS C. BRADEMEYER.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY W. BUSCHER.\\nAug. 5, 1862 discharged.\\nWM. D. C. BRICKETT.\\nAug. 6, 1862; killed at Resaca May 15, 1864.\\nJAS. W. BRUNGER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nWINFIELD S. BAKER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. BEALER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nHENRY CAYLOR.\\nJuly 17, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES L. CARTER.\\nAug. 5, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0343.jp2"}, "344": {"fulltext": "326 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOHN D. CHARLES.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHAS. F. W. COOK.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE C. CAMPBELL.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOEL CONVERSE.\\nJuly 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865,\\nJOS. CLINTON.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nGEO. W. CAIN.\\nAug. 6, 1862; deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nGEORGE H. CRAIG.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nCHARLES H. COX.\\nAug. 5, 1862 promoted Second Lieutenant.\\nJOHN W. DAVIES.\\nJuly 24, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nTHOS. R. DAVIS.\\nAug, 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM H. DEMMY.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865\\nJOHN M. DASHIEL.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES W. ETSLER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nJENKINS A. FITZGERALD.\\nJuly 21, 1862; promoted Ass t Surgeon.\\nWILLIAM FORSHA.\\nAug. I, 1862; discharged.\\nDAVID B. FORSHA.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALBERT L. FERGUSON.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. GETTIER.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nGEORGE GEISENDORFF.\\nAug. 6, 1862 deserted Nov. 10, 1862.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0344.jp2"}, "345": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 327\\nDAVID HAMILTON.\\nJuly 2^, 1862 deserted Feb. 6, 1863.\\nJAMES S. HARDIN.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY HEITKAM.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nEDWARD HIGDON.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWM. R. HUSHAW.\\nAug. I, 1862; died at Lookout Valley, Tenn., March 31,\\n1864.\\nTHOMAS B. HORNADAY.\\nJuly 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES W. JENKINS.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nAUGUSTUS J. KINNAN.\\nJuly 18, 1862 discharged.\\nJOHN B. KING.\\nAug. 6, 1862; deserted Nov. 10, 1862.\\nCHARLES W. KNIGHT.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM W. LAING.\\nJuly 24, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. LAW.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOS. LANDORMIE.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE W. LOUCKS.\\nJuly 18, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN D. LOWE.\\nAug. 4, 1862. Discharged March 19, 1863.\\nWM. M CUBBIN.\\nJuly T.y, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 3, 1862.\\nHARVEY N. M GUIRE.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL E. METTE.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0345.jp2"}, "346": {"fulltext": "328 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nALVA C. MAY.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nTHEOPHILUS M CLURE.\\nJuly 16, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM MILLER.\\nAug. 6, 1862; discharged.\\nJOHN W. M CONNELL.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nJOHN L. M CONNELL.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nREMUS OAKEY.\\nAug. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nEDWARD OAKEY.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN W. PERKINS.\\nAug. 5, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nPETER QUACKENBUSH.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHIRAM R. RHODES.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES M. RHODES.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nEZRA ROSS.\\nJuly 28, 1862; killed June 15, 1864.\\nWM. H. ROBINSON.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nSAMUEL H. STEPHENS.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN F. SHOEMAKER.\\nAug. 5, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps July 18, 1864.\\nGEORGE SHOEMAKER.\\nAug. 5, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES SCHOTT.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID SMITH.\\nAug. 4, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0346.jp2"}, "347": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 329\\nJOS. B. SULGROVE.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOS. H. VANDERMAN.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFRANK W. WELLS.\\nJuly 15, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE N. WELLS.\\nJuly 25, 1862 discharged.\\nSAMUEL WHITRIDGE.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES WHITE.\\nJuly 27, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as First Sergeant.\\nJOHN WILSON.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nRECRUITS.\\nCHARLES M. ASH.\\nSept. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN S. ASHER.\\nMarch 22, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY T. BEVAN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES BURK.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN F. BRUNER.\\nJan. 28, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSAMSON BARBEE.\\nDec. 30, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. H. BRYANT.\\nSept. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL A. DUZAN.\\nAug. II, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865,\\nSAMUEL O. FLETCHER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nBENJ. F. KILGORE.\\nJuly 15, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS O CONNOR\\nJan. 18, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0347.jp2"}, "348": {"fulltext": "330 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOHN PARK.\\nApril 4, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC N. PROSSER.\\nAug. 8, 1864; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN REESE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. H. STEPHENSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. D. STEELE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMATTHIAS STUCK.\\nJan. 13, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865;\\nwounded at Peach Tree Creek.\\nJOHN S. SMITH.\\nJan. 29, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY TONEY.\\nJan. 30, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nABRAHAM WAUGHTELL.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS S. WELDON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nELIJAH WHITE.\\nSept. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY F.\\nH. M. ENDSLEY.\\nCaptain, commissioned Aug. 8, 1862; Aug. 8, 1862; mus-\\ntered out with the Regiment.\\nTHOMAS B. CARY.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 8, 1862 Aug. 8, 1862\\nresigned for good of the service Sept. 6, 1863.\\nGEORGE W. GRUBBS.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Sept. 7, 1863 Nov. 20,\\n1863; resigned Jan. 20, 1865, to accept appointment as\\nMajor 42d Regiment U. S. Colored Troops.\\nISHAM REED.\\nFirst Lieutenant, commissioned Jan. 21, 1865; March 2^,\\n1865 mustered out with Regiment.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0348.jp2"}, "349": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 33I\\nCOLEMAN F. STORMS.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Aug. 8, 1862; Aug. 8,\\n1862 resigned Feb. 6, 1863.\\nWILLIAM H. THOMAS.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Feb. 7, 1863; Feb. 26,\\n1863; resigned Sept. 6, 1863.\\nISHAM REED.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned March i, 1864; March 7,\\n1864; promoted First Lieutenant.\\nJOHN S. PARKER.\\nSecond Lieutenant, commissioned Feb. 11, 1865 March 27,\\n1865 mustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM H. THOMAS.\\nFirst Sergeant July 23, 1862 promoted Second Lieutenant.\\nISHAM REED.\\nSergeant July 28, 1862 promoted to Second Lieutenant.\\nMOSES DENNEY.\\nSergeant July 29, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as First\\nSergeant.\\nCHARLES LUTHER.\\nSergeant July 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN S. PARKER.\\nSergeant July 28, 1862 promoted Second Lieutenant.\\nALFRED BARNGROVER.\\nCorporal Aug. 3, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as pri-\\nvate.\\nGEO. W. DAWSON.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Ser-\\ngeant.\\nJAS. A. STORM.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Ser-\\ngeant.\\nGEO. W. COLCLASIER.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL BASSETT.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862 killed at Peach Tree Creek July 20,\\n1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0349.jp2"}, "350": {"fulltext": "332 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJAS. M. EADES.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862; wounded June 15, 1865; mustered\\nout June 8, 1865.\\nWM. T. DARGAN.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nA. J. HULSOPPLE.\\nCorporal July 23, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. I,\\n1862.\\nHY. MENDENHALL.\\nMusician Aug. 7, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC STEELE.\\nMusician July 20, 1862.\\nJOS. C. JOHNSON.\\nWagoner Aug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nPRIVATES.\\nJOHN W. ANDREWS.\\nJuly 28, 1862 killed in battle at Resaca May 15, 1864.\\nJOHN LEWIS ANDREWS.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFRANK ALEXANDER.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. M. ARTHUR.\\nJuly 28, 1862; died at Murfreesboro, Tenn., July 15, 1863.\\nWM. J. ARTHUR.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nOLIVE J. BASSETT.\\nJuly 28, 1862; discharged Feb. 27, 1865.\\nDANIEL BARNGROVER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 29, 1864.\\nTHOMAS BUSH.\\nAug. 8, 1862; discharged Feb. 10, 1863.\\nTILMAN BUSH.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN COX.\\nJuly 23, 1862 killed at Dallas, Ga., May 25, 1864.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0350.jp2"}, "351": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 333\\nA. A. COLCLASIER.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nPHILIP COLCLASIER.\\nJuly 23, 1862 discharged May 6, 1864.\\nROLLY D. CLOUSIER.\\nJuly 30, 1862.\\nCHARLES W. CRODY.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLEANDER COLLINS.\\nAug. 4, 1862 died at Murfreesboro, Tenn., Aug. 10, 1863.\\nHEZEKIAH CARPENTER.\\nAug. 4, 1862; deserted Aug. 13, 1862.\\nGEO. G. DAVIS.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. H. DAVIDSON.\\nJuly 29, 1862 discharged May 6, 1863.\\nWM. DERICKSON.\\nJuly 28, 1862 discharged May 6, 1863.\\nW. W. DAY.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nA. H. DODD.\\nAug. II, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY FISHER.\\nAug. 6, 1862.\\nIRA FIELDS.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865,\\nLEVI GRIFFITH.\\nJuly 29, 1862 discharged Oct. 3, 1862.\\nADAM GIRTON.\\nAug. 6, 1862; deserted Aug. 14, 1862.\\nJOHN GOODRICK.\\nAug. II, 1862.\\nJACOB HOWERY.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWM. HULSOPPLE.\\nJuly 23, 1862; died at Murfreesboro, Tenn., Aug. i, 1863.\\nCHAS. HOWERY.\\nJuly 23, 1862; died at Saundersville, Tenn., Jan. 28, 1863.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0351.jp2"}, "352": {"fulltext": "334 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nWAT. C. HOWARD.\\nJuly 23, 1862 killed at Peach Tree Creek July 20, 1864.\\nDAVID S. HACKER.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM HACKER.\\nJuly 23, 1862; killed at Newhope Church June 15, 1864.\\nF. M. HUGHS.\\nJuly 25, 1862; deserted Sept. 13, 1862.\\nGEORGE W. HUGHS.\\nJuly 29, 1862 deserted Sept 23, 1862.\\nSYLVESTER HULTZ.\\nAug. 4, 1862; discharged Dec. 16, 1862.\\nTHOMAS HENRY.\\nAug. 6, 1862 deserted Aug. 14, 1862.\\nWADDY HOOVER.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged June 8, 1865.\\nJEFFERSON HOSKINS.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN M. IMIL.\\nJuly 26, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., March 19, 1864.\\nMICHAEL HILL.\\nJuly 23, 1862 deserted Aug. 14, 1862.\\nTHOS. S. JOYCE.\\nJuly 23, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky,, Nov. 16, 1862.\\nJ. J. JONES.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nD. C. KENNEDY.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nDALE KRITZER.\\nAug. II, 1862; deserted Jan. 3, 1863.\\nJOS. K. KEELER.\\nAug. 8, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. V. KING.\\nJuly 23, 1862 deserted Dec. 20, 1862.\\nJEROME MOORE.\\nJuly 23, 1862; discharged March 10, 1862.\\nNOAH MASSEY.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0352.jp2"}, "353": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 335\\nD. O. MANN.\\nAug. 7, 1862; discharged Dec. 10, 1862.\\nMATTHIAS M KAY.\\nAug. I, 1862\\nJAS. MILLER.\\nAug. 9, 1862; deserted Aug. 13, 1862.\\nWM. M BRIDE.\\nAug. 9, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJASPER NICHOLS.\\nJuly 23, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., Feb. 22, 1863.\\nJEREMIAH ODELL.\\nJuly 23, 1862 killed at Kenesaw June 15, 1864.\\nWM. PORTER.\\nJuly 2^, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. PULLIAM.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. PATTERSON.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOHN ROBERTS.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWM. T. ROUSE.\\nJuly 28, 1862 killed at Dallas, Ga., May 27, 1864.\\nTHOMAS ROSS.\\nJuly 23, 1862 killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nPHILIP ROUSE.\\nAug. II, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 16, 1862.\\nJACOB REESER.\\nAug. 5, 1862.\\nAL. W. REESER.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. STEWARD.\\nJuly 23, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Oct. 21, 1862.\\nJOHN STRINGER.\\nJuly 20, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nSAM STEWART.\\nJuly 23, 1862; discharged December 10, 1862.\\nR J. SHOEMAKER.\\nJuly 23, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0353.jp2"}, "354": {"fulltext": "336 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGEO. S. SPEAGLE.\\nJuly 2^, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Dec. 19, 1862.\\nALONZO SMITH.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC SHAW.\\nAug. 12, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHARVEY STROUP.\\nAug. II, 1862; deserted Aug. 13, 1862.\\nMARSHALL STODDARD.\\nAug. 9, 1862 died at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 26, 1862.\\nJOHN F. VANLUE.\\nAug. 8, 1862; died at Saundersville, Tenn., Jan. 15, 1863.\\nLYCURGUS VICTOR.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJESSE WINTON.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN WINTON.\\nAug. 6, 1862; discharged Dec. 15, 1863.\\nJESSE WILLIAMS.\\nJuly 23, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOSEPH WOOD.\\nAug. 4, 1862; discharged May 20, 1865.\\nDAVID WALKER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. WINTON.\\nAug. 8, 1862; deserted Aug. 13, 1862.\\nAMOS WILLIS.\\nAug. 9, 1862; deserted Sept. 13, 1862.\\nWILLIAM WHITEHEAD.\\nAug. II, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nRECRUITS.\\nMARION ALLEE, JR.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS ALEXANDER.\\nAug. 26, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. i, 1862.\\nJOHN BRADY.\\nSept. 8, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., April 25, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0354.jp2"}, "355": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 337\\nWILLIAM BALES.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH N. BILL.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWOODSON BRYANT.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. N. BOURNE.\\nMarch 26, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJEREMIAH BASSETT.\\nDec. 16, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID BADGLEY.\\nDec. 15, 1863; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSTEPHEN H. BALLARD.\\nDec. 24, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. F. COLLINS.\\nFeb. I, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nANDERSON J. COLLINS.\\nFeb. I, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865,\\nGAMALIUS COLLINS.\\nFeb. I, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. DODSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. ELLIOTT.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nLUKE GRIFFITH.\\nSept. 8, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Oct. 15, 1862.\\nLEVI GRIFFITH.\\nJan. 2, 1862 transferred to V. R. C. Sept. 26, 1863.\\nERI A. GAMBOLD.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAS. F. HARDIN.\\nFeb. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID HANSELL.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS J. HOLDRAM.\\nDec. 12, 1864; killed at Resaca May 14, 1864.\\nBENJ. JOHNSON.\\nSept. 8, 1862 discharged March 19, 1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0355.jp2"}, "356": {"fulltext": "338 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nCHAUNCY KNOWLTON.\\nFeb. I, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN LEWIS.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nLINDSEY LAMB.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLL\\\\M M GREW.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nARRIS M. MORLEY.\\nFeb. 12, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW MAY,\\nDec. 15, 1863; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE MILLER.\\nDec. 15, 1863; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN L. MESLER.\\nJan. 24, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nLEVI C. MORLEY.\\nJan. 23, 1864; deserted March 16, 1865.\\nPHILIP MILLER.\\nAug. 26, 1863 discharged at Madison Feb. 20, 1864.\\nJAMES H. NAIL.\\nMarch i, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN B. PRITCHARD.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCHALIMERS REED.\\nj\\\\Iarch 7, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH H. SMITH.\\nMarch 21, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM STEWART.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY SQUIRES.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nFRANCIS H. SIMS.\\nJan. 28, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nBENJ. F. STEWART.\\nFeb. 12, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWM. F. SMITH.\\nAug. 19, 1864; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0356.jp2"}, "357": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 339\\nGEO. TINCHER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nBENJ. VANPELT.\\nFeb. 26, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMICHAEL P. VORIS.\\nDec. II, 1862; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY G.\\nPARKER S. CARSON.\\nCaptain; commissioned Second Lieutenant recruiting offi-\\ncer July 14, 1862; promoted Captain Aug. 7, 1862; mus-\\ntered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN M. WHITE.\\nFirst Lieutenant; promoted Ass t Surgeon Dec. 6, 1862;\\ndied 1863.\\nTHOMAS WEBB.\\nSecond Lieutenant; promoted First Lieutenant Dec. 6,\\n1862; resigned June 13, 1863.\\nEDWARD S. SMOCK.\\nOrderly Sergeant; promoted Second Lieutenant Dec. 6,\\n1862; First Lieutenant June 13, 1863; wounded at Resaca,\\nGa., May 15, 1864; discharged Nov. 4, 1864; disability.\\nJOSIAH LOWES.\\nFirst Sergeant; promoted Orderly Sergeant Dec. 6, 1862;\\nSecond Lieutenant June 13, 1863; killed by gunshot July\\n20, 1864, at Peach Tree Creek.\\nSOMERFIELD THOMAS.\\nSergeant; promoted Ord. Sergeant June 13, 1863; Second\\nLieutenant Dec. 17, 1864; First Lieutenant Jan. 24, 1865;\\nwounded May 15, 1865, at Resaca, Ga. mustered out with\\nRegiment June 8, 1865.\\nEDWARD KENTZEL.\\nSergeant; killed by cannon shot June 15, 1864.\\nJOHN S. MORRIS.\\nSergeant; promoted Ord. Sergeant Dec. 7, 1864; Second\\nLieutenant Jan. 24, 1865 mustered out with Regiment June\\n8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0357.jp2"}, "358": {"fulltext": "340 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJOHN S. THOMAS.\\nCorporal; promoted Sergeant Dec. 6, 1862; killed May 15,\\n1864, at Resaca, Ga.\\nDANIEL W. LEAVITT.\\nCorporal promoted Sergeant June 13, 1863 died in hos-\\npital Oct. II, 1864.\\nRICHARD FERREE.\\nCorporal; killed May 15, 1864, at Resaca, Ga.\\nWILLIAM H. M LAUGHLIN.\\nCorporal; promoted Sergeant Sept. i, 1864; wounded July\\n20, 1864, at Peach Tree Creek\\nCAREY A. M FARLAND.\\nCorporal discharged from hospital.\\nDAVID BREWER.\\nCorporal; promoted Sergeant Sept. i, 1864; discharged\\nfrom hospital.\\nDANIEL M. RANSDELL.\\nCorporal; wounded May 15, 1864, Resaca, Ga. right arm\\namputated discharged March 10, 1865, Indianapolis.\\nROBERT M. WILLIS.\\nCorporal discharged Aug. 26, 1864, by special order of\\nGen l Thomas, Chattanooga, Tenn., to receive promotion in\\nPioneer Corps.\\nJOSEPH EDWARDS.\\nMusician mustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nWHARTON RANSDELL.\\nMusician discharged from hospital.\\nSAMUEL COLLY.\\nTeamster mustered out with Company June 8, 1865\\nVALENTINE LEEPER.\\nTeamster; died at Acton, Ind., Oct. 11, 1864.\\nPRIVATES.\\nJOSEPH ALEXANDER.\\nDischarged from hospital.\\nHIRAM ADAIR.\\nWounded June 15, 1864, by gunshot; died from wound\\nJuly 20, 1864, Nashville, Tenn.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0358.jp2"}, "359": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 341\\nJOSEPH ADAIR.\\nWounded June 15, 1864, by cannon shot; died from wound\\nJune 19, 1864, Chattanooga, Tenn.\\nWILLIAM BRENTON.\\nKilled by gunshot May 15, 1865, at Resaca, Ga.\\nROBERT BUTCHER.\\nWounded in right arm at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mus-\\ntered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN W. BARNETT.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nHOWARD BRUMLEY.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW CARSON.\\nWounded in face by explosion of shell June 15, 1864, at\\nGolgotha, Ga. mustered out with Company June 8, 1865,\\nABSALOM CRUSE.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN R. COPELAND.\\nWounded in breast by spent ball June 19, 1864; mustered\\nout with Company June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY CLARY.\\nWounded by shell at Golgotha, Ga., June 15, 1864; died of\\nwound June 20, 1864, at Chattanooga, Tenn.\\nGEO. W. CROSSON.\\nPromoted Corporal Sept. i, 1864; mustered out with Com-\\npany June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE CALDWELL.\\nPromoted Corporal June 13, 1863 promoted Sergeant Dec.\\n17, 1864; wounded in head by shell June 15, 1864; mustered\\nout with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES G. CLARK.\\nPromoted Corporal Sept. i, 1864; mustered out with Com-\\npany June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM T. CLARK.\\nKilled by gunshot May 15, 1864, at Resaca, Ga.\\nTHOMAS b. CAMPBELL.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0359.jp2"}, "360": {"fulltext": "342 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nELLISON CARR.\\nDischarged on Surgeon s certificate of disability Aug. 12,\\n1864, at Indianapolis.\\nWILLIAM DUNLAP.\\nWounded in shoulder by gunshot May 15, 1864, at Resaca,\\nGa.\\nRICHARD DOBSON.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS W. DUELL.\\nWounded in side by shell June 15, 1864.\\nDAVID M. EDWARDS.\\nDischarged on Surgeon s certificate of disability June, 1863,\\nNashville, Tenn.\\nJEREMIAH FEATHERSTONE.\\nWounded at Golgotha, Ga., June 15, 1864; discharged\\nMarch 6, 1865 disability.\\nCHARLES N. FITZGERALD.\\nDied at Lavergne, Tenn., June 16, 1863.\\nELIJAH FISHER.\\nPromoted Corporal Sept. i, 1864; mustered out with Com-\\npany June 8, 1865.\\nISAAC N. FRED.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS B. FOWLER.\\nWounded in right arm at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; dis-\\ncharged Dec. 6, 1864, for disability from wound at Indian-\\napolis.\\nJOHN FOULK.\\nKilled by shell near Dallas, Ga., May 25, 1864.\\nDAVID GRUBE.\\nWounded at Peach Tree Creek, Ga., July 20, 1864; mus-\\ntered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nALEXANDER GORDON.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM GWINUP.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0360.jp2"}, "361": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 343\\nJAMES H. GIBSON.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nCompany June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL GIFFORD.\\nDeserted from Bowling Green, Ky., Nov., 1862.\\nSILAS S. HARRIS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; died of wound\\nAug. 14, 1864, at Bridgeport, Ala.\\nJOHN HOLTON.\\nDischarged from hospital.\\nMARTIN M. HARLAN.\\nWounded at Golgotha, Ga., June 15, 1864; died of wound\\nJuly 9, 1864, at Chattanooga, Tenn.\\nGEO. W. HARLAN.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES HARRIS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nCompany June 8, 1865.\\nALBERT HELMS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; discharged for\\ndisability by reason of wound Jan. 17, 1865, at Indianapolis.\\nTHOMAS D. HARTMAN.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. M. JONES.\\nDied Nov. 8, 1862, at Bowling Green, Ky.\\nWILLIAM A. KUSER.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM R. LOWES.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nCHANCEY LEAVITT.\\nKilled in battle at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nGEO. W. LEWIS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; discharged from\\nhospital.\\nJAMES H. M LAUGHLIN.\\nDischarged for disability July 19, 1863, at Gallatin, Tenn.\\nVALENTINE M MULLEN.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0361.jp2"}, "362": {"fulltext": "344 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nROBERT S. MOORE.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nCompany June 8, 1865.\\nDANIEL MERRIMAN.\\nDischarged for disability at Nashville, Tenn., Nov. 30, 1863.\\nMOSES G. M LAIN.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; discharged August\\n18, 1864, for amputation of right arm at Indianapolis.\\nLYMAN MARTIN.\\nDied of consumption Nov. 10, 1863, at Murfreesboro, Tenn.\\nJOHN D. MOORE.\\nDeserted from Louisville, Ky., Aug. 16, 1862.\\nGEO. W. M MILLEN.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nCompany June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM A. MARRS.\\nPromoted Sergeant July 22, 1862; transferred to non-\\ncommissioned staff.\\nENOCH H. NELSON.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID W. PIERSON.\\nWounded at Golgotha, Ga., June 15, 1864; discharged from\\nhospital, Indianapolis.\\nJOHN H. PEGGS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; discharged from\\nhospital.\\nCHARLES W. RAWLINGS.\\nDischarged away from Company 1865.\\nWILLIAM T. RAWLINGS.\\nDischarged Feb. 18, 1863, for disability at Indianapolis.\\nBENJ. RANSDELL.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nCompany June 8, 1865.\\nTHEODORE REYBOURN.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES RUSSELL.\\nDischarged Dec. 6, 1862, for disability at Bowling\\nGreen, Ky.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0362.jp2"}, "363": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 345\\nLUTHER SYLVEY.\\nDischarged March 17, 1864, for disability at Nashville,\\nTenn.\\nJOHN T. SEELY.\\nWounded at Golgotha, Ga., June 15, 1864; discharged be-\\ncause of wound Nov. 25, 1864, at Indianapolis.\\nRICHARD SCANLAN.\\nPromoted Corporal Sept. i, 1864; mustered out with Com-\\npany June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID STOOPS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864 discharged because\\nof disability Dec. 7, 1864, at Indianapolis.\\nRICHARD M. SMOCK.\\nWounded by gunshot June 16, 1864 transferred to Veteran\\nReserve Corps April 24, 1865 discharged at Indianapolis,\\nJune 30, 1865.\\nSAMUEL J. SMOCK.\\nPromoted Corporal and Sergeant, dates unknown wounded\\nat Peach Tree Creek, Ga., July 20, 1864; wounded at\\nAtlanta, Ga., Aug. 15, 1864; discharged Sept. i, 1864, to\\naccept promotion.\\nJOHN THOMAS.\\nDischarged May 4, 1863, for disability at Nashville, Tenn.\\nGEO. C. THOMPSON.\\nPromoted Corporal Sept. i, 1864; detailed as Color Guard\\nNov., 1864; discharged from general hospital, Albany N.\\nY., June 8, 1865.\\nSHELTON THOMPSON.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES J. TOON.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nADOLPHUS TOON.\\nDischarged March 19, 1863, for disability caused by acci-\\ndental gunshot.\\nJAMES J. TOLIN.\\nDeserted from Indianapolis Aug., 1862; arrested July,\\n1863; deserted second time October, 1863, at Nashville,\\nTenn.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0363.jp2"}, "364": {"fulltext": "346 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nHOWARD TODD.\\nDischarged Feb. 9, 1863, by reason of disability caused\\nby accidental gunshot.\\nBENJ. VORHEES.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nIRA WILLIAMS.\\nWounded by shell June 15, 1865, at Golgotha, Ga. mus-\\ntered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM WELLS.\\nKilled near Atlanta, Ga., Aug., 1864, by gunshot.\\nJOSEPH A. WHEATLEY.\\nMustered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM L. WENTZ.\\nWounded by gunshot at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mus-\\ntered out with Company June 8, 1865.\\nNELSON YOKE.\\nMustered out with company June 8, 1865 detailed as\\nOrderly at Big Headquarters.\\nRECRUITS.\\nSAMUEL BARROW.\\nDischarged from hospital at Indianapolis.\\nISAAC COOK.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; died of wound\\nJuly 9, 1864, at Louisville, Ky.\\nWILLIAM H. FRED.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; discharged for\\ndisability caused by wound March 18, 1865, at Indianapolis.\\nWILLIAM E. GORDON.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nFRANCIS M. HARTMAN.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL H. MOORE.\\nDischarged for promotion March 24, 1864; Adjutant 13th\\nIndiana Cavalry.\\nROBERT A. MOORE.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0364.jp2"}, "365": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 347\\nJOHN W. REYNOLDS.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nBENJ. THOMAS.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; died of wound\\nJune 21, 1864, at Resaca, Ga.\\nJOHN J. TURNER.\\nWounded by gunshot June 22, 1864; transferred to 33d\\nIndiana June 8, 1865.\\nVETERANS AND RECRUITS.\\nTransferred to Company G, 70th Indiana, Nov. 15, 1864, from\\n27th Indiana.\\nJOSEPH RALLY.\\nPromoted to Ord. Sergeant March 28, 1865 transferred to\\n33d Indiana June 8, 1865 Veteran.\\nFRANKLIN SHEIRMERSHEIM.\\nPromoted Second Sergeant Dec. 17, 1864; wounded at\\nGettysburg, Pa., July 3, 1863; transferred to 33d Indiana\\nJune 8, 1865.\\nAUGUSTE DONNERMAN.\\nCorporal transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN W. LANSFORD.\\nCorporal; wounded at Chancellorsville, Va., 1862, and at\\nDallas, Ga., June 15, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana\\nJune 8, 1865.\\nRHEINHART RICH.\\nMusician transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nPRIVATES.\\nJOHN ACKERMAN.\\nWounded May 25, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June\\n8, 1865.\\nANTHONY BARGER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES BURTON.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0365.jp2"}, "366": {"fulltext": "348 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nEDWARD DUFFY.\\nWounded at Antietam, Md., Sept. 17, 1862 transferred to\\n33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nCELESTINE ECKERTS.\\nWounded Aug. 29, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June\\n8, 1865.\\nFREDERIC GETTER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN E. GARDNER.\\nWounded at Antietam, Md., Sept. 17, 1862 transferred to\\n33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nBENJ. F. KEMP.\\nWounded at Gettysburg, Pa., July 3, 1863; transferred to\\n33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID B. KEMP.\\nWounded at Gettysburg, Pa., July 3, 1863 transferred to\\n33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJACOB MATHAIS.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 wounded May\\n25, 1864.\\nJOSEPH RICE.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. STRINGER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nRANSOM H. WALLACE.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY H.\\nAMBROSE D. CUNNING.\\nCaptain; commissioned Aug. 12, 1862; Aug. 12, 1862;\\nmustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM HARDENBROOK.\\nFirst Lieutenant; commissioned Aug. 12, 1862; Aug. 12,\\n1862 mustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIS RECORD.\\nSecond Lieutenant; commissioned Aug. 12, 1862; Aug. 12,\\n1862 resigned Dec. 21, 1864.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0366.jp2"}, "367": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 349\\nLEROY S. HATLEY.\\nFirst Sergeant Aug. 2, 1862; promoted Second Lieuten-\\nant commissioned Jan. 17, 1865 February 10, 1865 mus-\\ntered out with Regiment.\\nROBT. W M NAUGHT.\\nSergeant July 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as pri-\\nvate.\\nWM. H. BRADLEY.\\nSergeant mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWM. F. GARRISON.\\nSergeant; mustered out June 8, 1865, as private.\\nJOHN F. FARR.\\nSergeant Aug. 2, 1862; discharged Dec. 12, 1862.\\nJOSH POLLARD.\\nCorporal July 29, 1862 discharged Dec. 10, 1862.\\nWILEY BRAGG.\\nCorporal July 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Ser-\\ngeant.\\nGEO. W. FLAKE.\\nCorporal Aug. 5, 1862; died at Nashville, Tenn., June 30,\\n1864; wounds.\\nWILLIAM H. GIBBS.\\nCorporal Aug. 2, 1862 killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nWILLIAM OLDS.\\nCorporal Aug. 2, 1862; killed at Newhope Church June\\n15, 1864.\\nD. P. KENNEDY.\\nCorporal Aug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865\\nwounded at Newhope Church June 15, 1864.\\nABRAHAM G. BUTTERFIELD.\\nCorporal Aug. 6, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov.\\n13, 1862.\\nPRESTON D. WAKELAND.\\nCorporal Aug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS W. ELEY.\\nMusician Aug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM W. WEAVER.\\nMusician July 28, 1862; killed near Resaca, Ga., May\\n14, 1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0367.jp2"}, "368": {"fulltext": "350 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nPRIVATES.\\nHEROD ATKINS.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN B. ASHER.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865 wounded near\\nResaca, Ga., May 14, 1864.\\nHENLEY ALBERTSON.\\nAug. 2, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Oct. 28, 1862.\\nWILLIAM W. BEAN.\\nJuly 8, 1862; discharged March 12, 1863.\\nW. G. BAIN.\\nJuly 28, 1862; discharged Dec. 31, 1862.\\nMILTON BOYD.\\nJuly 29, 1862 killed at Dallas Woods, Ga., May 30, 1864.\\nWILLIAM H. BROWN.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHARRISON BURNS.\\nAug. 12, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nANDREW J. BURNS.\\nAug. 12, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN BURNS.\\nAug. 12, 1862; transferred to Eng. Corps Aug. 10, 1864.\\nLEVI BAKER.\\nAug. 12, 1862 wounded at battle of Peach Tree Creek July\\n20, 1864; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. BURNS.\\nAug. 12, 1862 discharged Jan. 3, 1863.\\nISAAC BENGE.\\nJan. 14, 1864; died at Lookout Valley May 4, 1864.\\nWILEY BURNS.\\nJan. 28, 1864; transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nH. C. BAKER.\\nJan. 14, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nMILTON B. BISHOP.\\nJan. 14, 1864 transferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES BALL.\\nOct. 10, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0368.jp2"}, "369": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 351\\nDAVID COOK.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY B. COX.\\nJuly 29, 1862.\\nWM. S. CRAMER.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJEREMIAH COLLIER.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN CRANK.\\nJuly 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHIRAM COX.\\nJuly 29, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOSEPH CLENDEMIM.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWM. L. COLLIER.\\nJuly 28, 1862.\\nOWEN COLLIER\\nAug. 2, 1862.\\nWM. H. COSTIN.\\nJuly 27, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN M. CREED.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFRANK CHERLING.\\nJan. 21, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1805.\\nDWIGHT H. DANE.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMARSHALL DANE. o^\\nJuly 21, 1862 died at Scottsville Feb. 6, 1863.\\nTHOMAS DIXON.\\nAug. 12, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nBENONI N. DANE.\\nJuly 21, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES E. DECOURSEY.\\nAug. 9, 1862 died at Scottsville Dec. 10, 1862.\\nGEO. W. DENT.\\nAug. 10, 1862; discharged Oct. 31, 1862.\\nDANIEL DAVIDSON.\\nAug. 10, 1862; mustered out June 8, 18O5.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0369.jp2"}, "370": {"fulltext": "352 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGILBERT EWING.\\nDec. 31, 1863.\\nWILLIAM H. FOWLER.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nFREDERICK FUNK.\\nJuly 28, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. FUNK.\\nJuly 18, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS C. FAITH.\\nSept. I, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN F. GARRISON.\\nAug. 4, 1862 discharged Aug. 27, 1863.\\nWILLIAM G. GARRISON.\\nAug. 12, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nWILLIAM GLESSENER.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN H. GREGORY.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN GRAVES.\\nJan. 14, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nGREENBERRY GRIFFEN.\\nJan. 14, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY HAYDEN.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nNATHAN T. HASTINGS.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN T. HAMMONS.\\nAug. 10, 1862; wounded July, 1864; discharged Dec. i,\\n1864.\\nWILLIAM D. HOWEL.\\nAug. 12, 1862 discharged Dec. 6, 1862.\\nWILLIAM K. HASTINGS.\\nJan. 14, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN HOWARD.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nLEE HAZELWOOD.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0370.jp2"}, "371": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 353\\nWILLIAM R. HALE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES HATLEY.\\nDec. 31, 1863 died at Lookout Mountain Aug. 10, 1864.\\nJOSHUA HAMMOND.\\nMarch 5, 1864 died in Atlanta, Ga., Oct. 5, 1864.\\nWILLIAM H. HUSHAW.\\nFeb. 13, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN JUDSON.\\nAug. 6, 1862.\\nJAMES H. JUDSON.\\nJuly 29, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS JACKSON.\\nAug. 6, 1862; discharged Dec. 6, 1862.\\nDANIEL JARRET.\\nJan. 16, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nALFRED A. KECK.\\nSept. I, 1862 discharged Sept 3, 1865.\\nJAMES M. LEWIS.\\nAug. 5, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALEXANDER LONG.\\nMarch 5, 1864 died at Chattanooga, Tenn., Aug. 4, 1864.\\nGEO. LAWRENCE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nFRANKLIN LAMAR.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCALVIN MORGAN.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nALEXANDER C. MYERS.\\nAug. 2, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. MOSIER.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS MINTON.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. McGOWEN.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES M. McGOWEN.\\nAug. 10, 1862; transferred to V. R. C. May 31, 1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0371.jp2"}, "372": {"fulltext": "354 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSENECA S. MAJORS.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY H. MULLIS.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMICHAEL McKINNEY.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHARVEY NEWBORN.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHEODORE M. NANCE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nREUBEN NEWMAN.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDOUGLAS NARBEL.\\nOct. 10, 1863.\\nHENRY C. OLDS.\\nAug. 10, 1862 discharged Dec. 6, 1862.\\nDANIEL OLIVER.\\nJuly 26, 1862.\\nJOHN J. OLIVER.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMPSON PAYTON.\\nJan. 14, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES PARSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHARVEY POMEROY.\\nJuly 29, 1862; deserted Sept. 28, 1862.\\nDAVID L. PEACOCK.\\nAug. 6, 1862.\\nBENJ. S. ROBBINS.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nELIS L. RAY.\\nJuly 22, 1862; died May 22, 1864; wound received at\\nResaca, Ga.\\nCHARLES W. ROBERTS.\\nAug. 4, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., May i, 1863.\\nJOHN RULE.\\nAug. 10, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0372.jp2"}, "373": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 355\\nJACOB REEDY.\\nAug. 10, 1862 died at Washington, D. C, May 25, 1865.\\nSAMUEL V. SLACK.\\nAug. 4, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS SINGLETON.\\nAug. 4, 1862 transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 10, 1804.\\nMAISON O. SHIPLEY.\\nJuly 26, 1862; discharged Sept. 15, 1863.\\nDAVID SMITH.\\nAug. 6, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nCHARLES SHELTMEYER.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJAMES SINGLETON. t 1 t\u00c2\u00ab^.\\nAug. 10, 1862 killed at Peach Tree Creek July 20, 1864.\\nJOHn SCOTT.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1864.\\nLEWIS P. STONE.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1854.\\nJAMES W. TOUT.\\nAug. 10, 1862 died at Gallatin, Tenn., May 24, 1863.\\nJOSEPH P. TROYER.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nOMAZIAH TACKET.\\nJuly 26, 1862.\\nJOHN THACHER.\\nAug. 10, 1862; discharged March 3, 1865.\\nTHOMAS J. TOWNSEND.\\nAug. 10, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865 wounded.\\nDANIEL TAYLOR.\\nJuly 26, 1862.\\nJAMES THOMPSON.\\nJan. 14, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHIRAM VOYLES.\\nAug. 10, 1862 died at Resaca, Ga., May 24, 1864.\\nALBERT VOYLES.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 18O5.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0373.jp2"}, "374": {"fulltext": "356 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nMASON WARNER.\\nJuly 1 8, 1862; died Aug. 2y, 1864; wound received near\\nAtlanta, Ga.\\nJESSE WILHITE.\\nAug. 12, 1862 discharged March 12, 1863.\\nROBERT WHEELER.\\nJuly 25, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH WHITSON.\\nJuly 29, 1862 died at Nashville, Tenn., Feb. 24, 1864.\\nWILLIAM S. WARTHERN.\\nAug. 2, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEO. W. WARNER.\\nAug. 10, 1862 discharged March 8, 1863.\\nANDREW WHITE.\\nMarch 26, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS WHITE.\\nMarch 26, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT S. WILSON.\\nMarch 26, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSAMUEL F. WEBBER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nCOMPANY I.\\nWILLIAM H. FISHER.\\nCaptain Aug. 7, 1862 Aug. 12, 1862 resigned Feb. 24,\\n1864; went home from Stevenson, Ala., March 6, 1864.\\nJOHN W. THORNBURG.\\nCaptain transferred to Company I Nov. 14, 1864, from\\nthe 27th Indiana mustered out with the Regiment.\\nTHOMAS J. MORGAN.\\nFirst Lieutenant resigned April 2, 1864. to become Colonel\\n14th U. S. C. Infantry; promoted Brigadier General.\\nSTEPHEN W. DUNCAN.\\nSecond Lieutenant; resigned April 3, 1863.\\nSAMUEL WESLEY MARTIN.\\nFirst Sergeant promoted Second Lieutenant. First Lieu-\\ntenant severely wounded May 14 at Resaca, Ga. mustered\\nout with Regiment.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0374.jp2"}, "375": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 357\\nGEORGE W. GRUBBS.\\nSergeant; promoted Sergeant Major, First Lieutenant\\nCompany F, Acting A. A. G. First Brigade; slightly\\nwounded at Peach Tree Creek; Major ^d U. S. C. In-\\nfantry; stunned at Resaca. May 15, 1864, by a cannon ball.\\nJOHN E. CLELAND.\\nSergeant promoted Second Lieutenant dechned promoted\\nAdjutant, Captain 44th U. S. C. Infantry; prisoner of war\\nOct., 1864. Acting A. A. G. Brigade Staff.\\nJOSEPH M. TILSON.\\nSergeant promoted Second Lieutenant mustered out with\\nRegiment.\\nHENRY W. HENDERSON.\\nSergeant; discharged Aug. 5, 1863; disability.\\nJAMES H. METEER.\\nSergeant promoted Captain 14th U. S. C. Infantry.\\nJAMES H. KELLY.\\nSergeant; mustered out with Regiment as First Sergeant.\\nTHOMAS H. DEER.\\nSergeant; wounded Aug. 10, 1864, and died the 13th, near\\nAtlanta, Ga.\\nGEO. W. ADAMS.\\nSergeant mustered out with Regiment.\\nJ. F. VARNER.\\nSergeant mustered out with Regiment.\\nJOHN W. STRICKLER.\\nSergeant; on detail with General Slocum; mustered out\\nwith Regiment.\\nJAMES T. KINNICK.\\nSergeant; mustered out with Regiment.\\nGEO. A. COLEMAN.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment as private.\\nREDDING M. GARRISON.\\nCorporal; regimental P. M., Color Guard; mustered out\\nwith Regiment.\\nWILLIAM B. KELLY.\\nCorporal; discharged Dec. 13, 1862 disability.\\nISAAC DUCKWORTH.\\nCorporal; mustered out with Regiment as Teamster.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0375.jp2"}, "376": {"fulltext": "358 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nWILLIAM C. SANDEFUR.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment.\\nCLINTON R. SMITH.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment.\\nANDREW J. JOHNSON.\\nCorporal slightly wounded June 25 at Kenesaw Mountain\\nand July 20 at Peach Tree Creek mustered out with Regi-\\nment.\\nORLANDO M. MORRISON.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJERRY LONG.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment.\\nFRANCIS M. TILSON.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment.\\nBEN J. N. ADAMS.\\nCorporal; killed at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nCORNELIUS L. GARSHWILER.\\nCorporal mustered out with Regiment recruit.\\nLEWIS ANDERSON.\\nMusician died at Murfreesboro, Tenn., July 27, 1863 body\\nsent home.\\nMARINE TILSON.\\nMusician mustered out with Regiment.\\nSIMON MINOR TILSON.\\nMusician mustered out with Regiment as Bugler.\\nPRIVATES.\\nNEWTON G. ADAMS.\\nMustered out with Regrment had served in 7th Indiana.\\nSAMUEL E. ADAMS.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nBETHUEL ADAMS.\\nDied at Saundersville, Tenn., Jan. 17, 1863.\\nJAMES ARCHBOLD.\\nMustered out with Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM D. AMOS.\\nMustered out with Regiment recruited Dec. 7, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0376.jp2"}, "377": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 359\\nHARLAN ANDERSON.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana; recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nIRWIN D. BAKER.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM R. BANTA.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nALONZO N. BERGEN.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM H. BISHOP.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nMARTIN BEARD.\\nDischarged Oct. 27, 1862 disatihty.\\n^^Sied^ofwoTdf received at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nLEVI BURNETT.\\nDied at Hilton Head, S. C., Feb. 14, 1865.\\nIZ^JZI, .B63; disaMUtr, Fir. Lieutenant in\\nI32d Indiana.\\n^^Sl^d aJ Washington, D. C, June 6. .865; iron, .7th In-\\ndiana.\\n^S!sfe\u00e2\u0084\u00a2l3dIndiana.ectuit.o..;th Indiana.\\n^L \u00c2\u00b0\u00c2\u00b0Ap-i 8, :865.rec\u00e2\u0084\u00a2itfto\u00e2\u0080\u009e.;ti, Indiana.\\n^^rt^edtSR5\u00c2\u00bbent;rec\u00e2\u0084\u00a2itedOct..6,.S53.\\nJAS. M. CLEM.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nTHOMAS J. COOK.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nGEO. COOK.\\nDischarged May 4, 1863.\\nJERRY M. COLEMAN. i^esaca Ga May 15,\\nDied July 7, of wounds received at Resaca, ua., y\\n1864.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0377.jp2"}, "378": {"fulltext": "360 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nDANIEL CRAWFORD.\\nDischarged Jan. 21, 1863; disability.\\nDAVID N. CRUTCHFIELD.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nTISDALE E. CURRY.\\nDied at Bowling Green, Ky., Dec. 25, 1862.\\nWILLIAM F. COX.\\nMustered out April 8, 1865 recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nPHILLIPS COX.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nGEO. W. COONS.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nWILLIAM C. COMBS.\\nDied of wounds received at Kenesaw Mountain June 19,\\n1864; recruited Feb. 14, 1864.\\nJOSIAH DEER.\\nDischarged on account of wounds received at Elwood\\nSprings Sept. i, 1862.\\nCHRISTOPHER DOWDEN.\\nDied at Saundersville, Tenn., Jan. 27, 1863.\\nREECE DUNN.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJOSIAH DRAKE.\\nMustered out with Regiment Brigade Carpenter.\\nGIDEON DRAKE.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 recruited Jan. 4,\\n1864.\\nDANIEL W. DUKE.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruited March 29, 1864.\\nWILLIAM ELGIN.\\nPromoted Chaplain 14th U. S. C. Infantry.\\nJAMES FEAR.\\nMustered out with Regiment Company Cook.\\nWILLIAM FRED.\\nDischarged Dec. 15, 1862; disability.\\nHENRY A. FERRIS.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0378.jp2"}, "379": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 361\\nJOSEPH M. FISHER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana; recruited March i, 1864.\\nGRANVILLE R. GRIFFITH.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nWINSTON B. GARR.\\nDischarged Feb. 25, 1863 disabiHty.\\nJOHN GLASS.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruited Dec. 9, 1863.\\nJAMES R. HAMILTON.\\nMustered out with Regiment Company Cook.\\nEBENEZER HARBERT.\\nTransferred to Pioneer Corps Aug. 10, 1864.\\nNATHAN HARRIS.\\nTransferred to Pioneer Corps Aug. 10, 1864.\\nJAMES H. HINKLE.\\nDied of wounds received at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nSAMUEL P. HOEFER.\\nWounded June 15, 1864; discharged Dec. 6, 1864; had\\nserved in the i8th Indiana.\\nJAMES W. HOWARD.\\nDrowned at Bowling Green, Ky., Sept. 14, 1862.\\nWILLIAM HUGHES.\\nTransferred to Veteran Reserve Corps Sept. 15, 1863.\\nJAMES HUTCHISON.\\nDischarged Jan. 16, 1863 disability.\\nAARON W. HUTCHISON.\\nMustered out with Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nFRANCIS M. HARPER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 recruited Sept.\\n21, 1863.\\nISAAC N. HARPER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 recruited Dec.\\n9, 1863.\\nJOSEPH C. HENDERSON.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 recruited Dec.\\n9, 1863.\\nREUBEN HOLBROOK.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0379.jp2"}, "380": {"fulltext": "362 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nBENJ. H. IRWIN.\\nDied of wounds received at Marietta, Ga., July 2, 1864; re-\\ncruited Feb. 2y, 1864.\\nJOSEPH L. IRWIN.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruited February 27, 1864.\\nGEO. B. ISRAEL.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruited Dec. 9, 1863.\\nHARRISON JACKSON.\\nMustered out with Regiment June 8, 1864.\\nNATHANIEL L. JOHNSON.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJAMES S. KELLY.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nANDREW T. KELLY.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana wounded at Snake Creek Gap\\nrecruited Dec. 7, 1863.\\nTHOMAS C. MAPPIN.\\nDied of wounds received at Resaca, Ga., May 14, 1864.\\nJOSEPH AL MAPPIN.\\nMustered out with Regiment had served in i8th Indiana.\\nTIPTON McAllister.\\nDied at Scottsville, Ky., Nov. 18, 1862.\\nJESSE c. McLean.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJAMES A. McKEEHAN.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM G. McVEY.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nHUGH Mccracken.\\nDischarged April 4, 1863 re-enlisted in 17th Indiana.\\nSAMUEL MITCHELL.\\nKilled at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nLEVI MOODY.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nEUGENE A. MORGAN.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana June 8, 1865 recruited Aug.\\n13, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0380.jp2"}, "381": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 363\\nWILLIAM MUSTER.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nWILLIAM M. NEAL.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nALONZO OLMSTEAD.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nGEO. W. PARMER.\\nDied at Nashville, Tenn., Nov. 9, 1863.\\nSAMUEL PATTERSON.\\nKilled at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864.\\nFRANCIS H. PATTERSON.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJOHN A. POOL.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nWILLIAM H. QUINN.\\nDischarged May 15, 1865 disability.\\nJAMES M. QUINN.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJAMES M. RICHARDSON.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJOHN SILL.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nJAMES W. Smith.\\nMustered out with Regiment as Teamster.\\nCHARLES N. SMITH.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruited Dec. 7, i8e)3.\\nJAMES M. SMITH.\\nDischarged Feb. 16, 1863; disability.\\nJOHN A. STANFIELD. tt Ar\\nMustered out with Regiment served a time in Heavy Ar-\\ntillery.\\nWILLIAM W. STEWARD.\\nMustered out with Regiment.\\nALEXANDER SUITOR.\\nDischarged March 7, 1863 disability.\\nGRIFFITH STRADLEY.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nJOHN W. SWINNEY.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0381.jp2"}, "382": {"fulltext": "364 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nDischarged Nov. 21, 1863; disability.\\nSAMUEL H. TETRICK.\\nMustered out with Regiment Wagon Master.\\nJOHN A. TROUT.\\nDischarged July 28, 1863 disability.\\nELIJAH VANARSDALL.\\nTransferred to Veteran Reserve Corps Jan. 15, 1865.\\nWILSON VAUGHT.\\nWounded at Resaca, Ga., May 15, 1864; mustered out with\\nRegiment.\\nJOHN W. VAUGHT.\\nKilled at Kenesaw Mountain June 15, 1864.\\nALLEN A. WALKER.\\nMustered out with Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM M. WHITE.\\nWounded at Kenesaw Mountain June 19, 1864; mustered\\nout with regiment.\\nWILLIAM WHITESIDES.\\nDischarged Jan. 21, 1863.\\nVOLNEY WALTON.\\nTransferred to 33d Indiana recruit from 27th Indiana.\\nCOMPANY K.\\nSAMUEL MERRILL.\\nCaptain Aug. i, 1862; Major April 11, 1863; Lieutenant\\nColonel March i, 1864; mustered out with Regiment.\\nJAMES T. MATLOCK.\\nFirst Lieutenant Aug. i, 1862; Captain April 11, 1863;\\nwounded at Peach Tree Creek; mustered out Oct. 25, 1864.\\nORION A. BARTHOLOMEW.\\nSecond Lieutenant Aug. i, 1862; First Lieutenant April\\nII, 1863 Lieutenant Colonel 15th U. S. C. I Colonel 109th\\nU. S. C. I.; Brevet Brigadier General.\\nTHOMAS S. CAMPBELL.\\nFirst Sergeant July 25, 1862; Second Lieutenant April 11,\\n1863; First Lieutenant Sept. 19, 1864; mustered out with\\nRegiment.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0382.jp2"}, "383": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 3^S\\nNATHAN A. SECREST.\\nSergeant July 14, 1862; promoted Captain, then promoted\\nMajor U. S. C. I.\\nWILLIAM H. KEMPER.\\nSergeant July 19, 1862; Second Lieutenant Nov. 14, 1864,\\nmustered out with Regiment.\\nGEO. P. VANCE.\\nSergeant July 30, 1862 discharged Aug. 26, 1863, to accept\\ncommission in the Navy.\\nJOSEPH M. HARRISON.\\nSergeant July 23, 1862 discharged Dec. 9, 18 2.\\nCorporal July 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as First\\nSergeant.\\nANDREW GRAYDON.\\nCorporal July 14, 1862; Second Lieutenant ist U. S. Bat-\\ntery Colored Brevet Captain.\\nPARISH L. MAHEW.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; discharged Jan. 21, 1863.\\nCorpo 1862; died at SaundersviUe, Tenn., Eeb.\\n17, 1863.\\nFRANK GILLET.\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; discharged for promotion First\\nLieutenant 14th U. S. Colored Infantry.\\nROBERT W. CATHCART. t 8 t86^ as\\nCorporal July 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as\\nSergeant.\\nJOSHUA C. HADLEY. T8r.c-\\nCorporal July 22, 1862; Second Lieutenant Jan. 24, 1865,\\nCaptain April i, 1865 mustered out with Regiment.\\nALBERT COLLIER.\\nCorporal July 22, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS ANGLE.\\nMusician July 24, 1862 discharged Dec. 17, 1864.\\nNATHANIEL E. EUDALY.\\nMusician July 24. 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0383.jp2"}, "384": {"fulltext": "366 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nGEO. W. KOONTZ.\\nWagoner July 15, 1862; discharged Dec, 13, 1864; lost an\\narm at Resaca.\\nPRIVATES.\\nPERRY ABELL.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY C. ADAMS.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN A. ARBUCKLE.\\nAug. 8, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nBENJAMIN F. ASKREN.\\nAug. 7, 1862; discharged Dec. 12, 1864, on account of\\nwounds received at Resaca.\\nJAMES W. BLUE.\\nJuly 25, 1862 died at Chattanooga, Tenn., March 8, 1864.\\nRICHARD CARNES.\\nJuly 16, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Dec. 21, 1862.\\nGEORGE W. CARTER.\\nJuly 21, 1862; died at Indianapolis July 16, 1864, from\\nwound received at Resaca.\\nSAMUEL R. CARTER.\\nAug. 7, 1862 discharged Nov. 20, 1862.\\nJOSEPH B. CARTER.\\nAug. II, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., April 5, 1863.\\nJAMES H. CLARK.\\nAug. 7, 1862; killed at Kenesaw June 22, 1864; Sergeant.\\nJOHN W. CLAYPOOL.\\nAug. 8, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Sergeant.\\nNOAH CONSTABLE.\\nJuly 22, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 9, 1862.\\nELISHA CRAWFORD.\\nJulv 24, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nNICHOLAS CROSSLY.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM CROSSLEY.\\nJuly 26, 1862; discharged Jan. 20, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0384.jp2"}, "385": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 3^7\\nJOHN CUNNINGHAM.\\nJuly 25, 1862; transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 13,\\n1864.\\nWILLIAM A. DILLEY.\\nJuly 26, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 20, 1863.\\nTHOMAS N. DONLY.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMARTIN ENGLEHART.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nEDWARD M. FITZGIBBON.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJONATHAN GORDON. t 1 q qa\\nAug. 4, 1862; died at Chattanooga, Tenn., July 28, 1864,\\nfrom wounds.\\nRICHARD GRAVES.\\nJuly 15, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLUNSFORD GRIFFITH.\\nAug. II, 1862; transferred to Engineer Corps Aug. 29,\\n1864.\\nJAMES GREEN.\\nAug. 17, 1862; discharged March 11, 1863.\\nMARTIN V. GRIFFITH.\\nAug. 5, 1862 died May 24, 1864; wounds.\\nJAMES GROVES.\\nAug. 7, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM GULLEY.\\nAug. 10, 1862 discharged Jan. 22, 1863.\\nJOSEPH HAYDEN.\\nJuly 21, 1862 died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 10, 1862.\\nWILLIAM C. HIND.\\nJuly 26, 1862 discharged Jan. 22, 1863.\\nARTHUR HO AGLAND. c tt T862\\nJuly 17, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky.. Sept il, i\u00c2\u00bb02.\\nWILLIAM E. HOWLAND.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nLEWISA.JELF.\\nAug. 9, 1862; discharged Oct. 18, 1863-", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0385.jp2"}, "386": {"fulltext": "368 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nHENRY C. JONES.\\nAug. 7, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN L. KETCHAM.\\nJuly 15, 1862; promoted Sergeant-Ma j or 1864; First Lieu-\\ntenant 1865 mustered out with regiment.\\nCURTIS KING.\\nJuly 29, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOHN KIRKLAND.\\nAug. 6, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 20, 1863.\\nLEVI KLEPFER.\\nJuly 30, 1862 died May 16, 1864; wounds.\\nGEORGE KOCHER.\\nJuly 30, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT LANGSDALE.\\nJuly 24, 1862 discharged March 4, 1863.\\nMICHAEL M. LAWSON.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nOLIVER P. LOCKHART.\\nJuly 19, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN G. LOCKRIDGE.\\nAug. 4, 1862 discharged Jan. 22, 1863.\\nDANIEL P. Mclaughlin.\\nJuly 28, 1862; died at Saundersville, Tenn., Dec. 21, 1862.\\nJOHN MALONEY.\\nJuly 25, 1862; discharged March 9, 1863.\\nTHOMAS D. MANLEY.\\nAug. 9, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY MAYHEW.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nTHOMAS MILLER.\\nAug. 6, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJACOB MONROE.\\nJuly 29, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nRICHARD T. NASH.\\nJuly 29, 1862; died at Bridgeport, Ala., March 13, 1864.\\nJAMES W. PIERCE.\\nAug. 2, 1862; deserted Nov. i, 1863.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0386.jp2"}, "387": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 369\\nCHARLES POTTS.\\nJuly 25, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nAUGUSTINE S. POWERS.\\nJuly 26, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY PRITCHETT.\\nJuly 29, 1862; deserted Nov. i, 1863.\\nALFRED E. PURCELL.\\nAug. 9, 1862; killed at Resaca May 15, 1864.\\nGEORGE REDMOND.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES F. ROGERS.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nHARVEY B. ROGERS.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOHN RODGERS.\\nAug. II, 1862; discharged June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nJOHN C. RUSSELL.\\nAug. 9, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nABRAHAM SEAY.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN A. SEAY.\\nJuly 21, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN SEEKAMP.\\nJuly 30, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nBENJAMIN F. SOUTH.\\nAug. 10, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES C. SPAULDING.\\nJuly 19, 1862 killed at Peach Tree Creek July 20, 1864.\\nMARION SPRINGER.\\nAug. 5, 1862; died at Gallatin, Tenn., Dec. 3, 1862.\\nJOHN S. STEPHENS.\\nAug. 9, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn., Feb. 23, 1863.\\nJOHN STOOP.\\nAug. 7, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN T. TALBOT.\\nJuly 19, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nWILLIAM F. TAYLOR.\\nAug. 8, 1862 died at Saundersville, Tenn,, Jan. 8, 1863.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0387.jp2"}, "388": {"fulltext": "370 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nSIMEON TEMPLIN.\\nAug. 9, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES VAN SICKLE.\\nJuly 19, 1862 died at Nashville, Tenn., Nov. 13, 1863.\\nDAVID WATSON.\\nJuly 31, 1862; died May 17, 1864; wounds received at\\nResaca.\\nJASPER WATSON.\\nJuly 30, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nMARTIN V. WATSON.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865, as Corporal.\\nBENJAMIN F. WATTS.\\nJuly 26, 1862 mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nGEORGE M. WILSON.\\nJuly 19, 1862; killed at Resaca May 15, 1864.\\nSTEPHEN WOODRUFF.\\nJuly 19, 1862 discharged Jan. 28, 1865 wounds.\\nRECRUITS AND VETERANS.\\nWASHINGTON AKESTOR.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nANDREW J. ARNOLD.\\nJuly 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nHENRY C. AUSTIN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN W. BISHOP.\\nApril 4, 1863 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES M. BONNER.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN B. BOYD.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES S. BOYD.\\nJan. 8, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nROBERT R. BRATTAN.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID BROWN.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3164", "width": "2072", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0388.jp2"}, "389": {"fulltext": "REGIMENTAL ROSTER 371\\nJEFIREY J. COX.\\nMarch 26, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDANIEL CLAYTON.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJESSE N. DICKERSON.\\nSept. 6, 1862; died at Bowling Green, Ky., Nov. 10, 1862.\\nJOSEPH A. DAVIS.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES H. DOUGHERTY.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES EDWARDS.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDAVID EVERHART.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM P. ELLIS.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMARTIN V. GILLEY.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN JACKSON.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOSEPH R. JONES.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN B. JONES.\\nMarch 4, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMARION JONES.\\nFeb. 12, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN LATTIMORE.\\nJan. 24, 1864; discharged Jan. 24, 1864, by order War\\nDepartment.\\nROBERT R. MARSHALL.\\nJan. 24, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJERRETT W. MARTIN.\\nFeb. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nSHELBY MARTIN.\\nSept. 12, 1861 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nMARION McADAMS.\\nFeb. 12,1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.", "height": "3210", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "seventiethindian00merri_0389.jp2"}, "390": {"fulltext": "372 THE SEVENTIETH INDIANA\\nJAMES MAXWELL.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nDANIEL MONAHAN.\\nMarch 3, 1864 transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nPHILIP OSMON.\\nMarch 3, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN F. PALMER.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nNELSON PURCELL.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nJAMES L. B. SHEPHERD.\\nJan. 24, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nNOAH P. STUKEY.\\nMarch 26, 1864; transferred to 33d Regiment June 8, 1865.\\nWILLIAM STIPES.\\nJuly 28, 1862; mustered out June 8, 1865.\\nJOHN A. 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