-n^o^ ''bv^ ^ .0^ .^'V ^»»; .^'"'^. .S^^o,. >. %^ r ...■^'^/' •••*.<" <^ '""•'* -^^ :S C '^0^ .0* » % . ■** ,^^ -% / ^^'% - ■y o » • bV vO '7*, •. V i* ••••. V ■- -^^0* • ^1°. ,^^ ^^. x//- •*" - '^. -J "<&-.. ^"^ • **.** ARMY LIFE; FROM A SOLDIER'S JOURNAL, BY ALBERT O. MARSHALL INCIDENTS, SKETCHES AND RECORD OF A UNION SOLDIER'S ARMY LIFE, IN CAMP AND FIELD; 1861-64 PRINTED FOR THE AUTHOR. JOLIET, ILL. 1883. Entered according to Act of Congress, in tlie year 1883, By Albert 0. Maesha.ll, In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. Stereotyped, Printed and Bound by the Chicago Legal News Company. ^^> co:ntei:tts. CHAPTER PAOE I. Earlt Soldieh Life 11 II. In MfssouRi -Battle OF Fkedkricktovvn 24 III. In Winter Quarters at Arcadia, Missouri 48 IV. Our first March Southward . . ; 70 V. In Arkansas— An Insulate and Destitute Army 100 VI. Battle op Cache River . ... . 114 VII. After the Battle— Hard March to the Mississippi River 138 VIII. Skirmishing, and Confiscating Cotton . 144 IX. Return to the North— A "Winter Campaign IN Southern Missouri V)2 X. Our Winter Campaign, continued . . 168 XI. Return to Pilot Knob 175 XII. A Public Meeting— Last March in Missouri 184 XIII. Down the Mississippi 192 XIV. Across to the Vicksburg side of the River 197 XV. Magnolia Hills— To the Rear of Vicksburg 203 XVL Battle of Champion Hills .... 210 XVII. Battle of Black River . . . . ,215 (5) Q Contents. ^^r, PAGE CHAPTER XVIII. VlCKSBURG 229 XIX. Siege OF ViCKSBURG 244 XX. Chargeupon ViCKSBURG— A few Incidents 261 XXI. With the Army of the Gulp . . . • '-^"^6 XXII. In Louisiana » 279 293 XXIII. Up the Teche Valley XXIV, On the Gulf of Mexico .... ■XXV. In Texas ^^^ XXVI. Capture of Fort Esparenza ... 319 XXVII, In Winter Quarters at Indianola, Texas . 3-'.9 XXVIII. Re-enlistment of the Thirty-third . 347 XXIX. With the Ninety-ninth 3tj8 XXX. Slavery, the Ballot and the Presidency— AN Essay ^^^ XXXI. Return from Texas to Louisiana . . 390 XXX 11. From New Orleans to New York, and thence to Illinois 400 XXXIII. Mustered Out— Home Again . • • .405 PEEFACE. Books are merely word pictures. The true artist makes the scene upon tlie canvas appear life-like and actual. It has been truly said, that if the biography of any man, however humble his station, were written so truthful and complete as to display his whole inner and outer life, from the cradle to the grave, it would be immortal. To write such a biography is impossi- ble. TliO writer, like the painter, only produces a likeness; neither creates the real. Many histories of the late war have been written, a perusal of which calls to mind my own soldier life; and in reading of tiie brave deeds of many officers, as recorded, the thought has often occurred to me, that the simple story of the private soldier's actual army life would not be devoid of interest. Turning occasionally to my army journal, after these many years, the sketches written from time to time by the light of the evening camp fires, appear to- me, deeply interesting. They may, perhaps, be en- tertaining to others. The preservation of the little memorandum books in which my army journal was written is al- 8 Preface. most iniraeiilous. The knapsack in wliicli tliev were carried, was often left beliind on some forced march, or just before a battle. Other knapsacks were lost. But through all the varied changes, dangers and vicis- situdes of three years of a soldier's life at the front, on the march, in bivouac and battle, this knapsack was never so mislaid or lost as not to bring along its little army journal. These memoranda are simply jottings, made rather as a pastime than with any thought of future use, or of their being of sufficient value to send home for safe keeping; an army blanket wa& then more iiighly prized and carefully guarded; yet with all the neglect and hazard attending its jour- ney, this journal always returned and was at the mus- ter out, or these pages could not have been presented. N'o published histories nor public records have been consulted in compiling this volume. Itcontains only such matters as were, at the time, deemed of sufficient interest to be noted in my army journal. In reviewing this army journal, I discover that many things written at the age of twenty appear crude and incomplete, twenty years thereafter. A t this time I have sometimes felt inclined to erase the Avords of youthful enthusiasm, wild extravagance, or, perhaps, boyish foolishness, found therein! Such correction would, however, leave the picture less vivid, distinct and real. Hence, with but little change, or even ver- bal alterations, and omitting only such peculiar per- sonal matters as no one need ask nor expect to see, the pages are presented as they were written twenty years ago. When it is remembered that a majority of the pii- Peeface. 9 vate soldiers were, at enlistment, between the ages of sixteen and twenty- three, it will be realized that a true picture of their soldier life must, of necessity, portray a youthful and immature one. If my comrades of the great Union army, when reading these reminiscences are carried back, in mem- ory, to the old camp fires and army scenes — if their friends in reading the story can, in imagination, see wdiat the soldiers endured and what they accomplished, my object is attained. I have made no attempt to write a war, nor even a regimental history; but this little book is submitted for simply what it claims to be A WCTURE OF A PKIVATE SOLDIER's ARMY LIFE. A. O. M. JoLiET, III., 1883. ARMY LIFE FROM A SOLDIER'S JOURNAL. CHAPTER I. LEAVING HOME. The eleventh day of September, clnrinc: the event- ful year of 1861, found me riding at railroad speed down the Chicago and Alton road, on my way from my Will countv home, to Camp Butler at Spring- Held, Illinois, where I was to join the army, shoulder a musket, and go forth to the bloody fields of battle to fight for the'irrand cause of Country and Liberty. I will not attempt to portray the varied emotions I felt upon this, to me, long to be remembered day. Such emotions as any young man must feel when leaving the dearest of home associations, the kindest of frielidly relatic^ns, the most cherished and valued school privileges; leaving all of these for the first time, and that, too, not as fond anticipation had often promised, to mingle in the common contests of active life, but for the uncertain, desperate battle field, by and by to return, perhaps— perhaps not. Attempt- ing to throw the veil of forgetfulness over these memories I will let this journal recount other thoughts and scenes. (11) ^^ AiiMr Life, The day was bright and beautiful; one of the fair- est of early Autumn. The journey passed Mviftly and i)leasantly. "^ FIRST IMPRESSION OF THE TniRTr-TIIIKD. I had decided to join the Thirty-third Illinois C^^or- mal) Eegi.nent. At Bloomington two intelhVent and accomplished ladies joined the j/assengers foi- Sprin..- iield. I was much pleased to learn that they were acquainted with the Normal Regiment, to which, in tact, they were on the way to make a visit. One was the wife of Colonel Hovey of the Thirty-third and the other a sister of a young man, lately from the Nor- mal school, and now orderly sergeant of the company I intended to join. With one exception they were the first members of the Normal Kegi men t- which they were in spirit and interest, if not in fact-I had ever met. If the regiment sustains even a small part of the good impression created in its favor by this first meeting with any of its members, it will prove to be one of the best regiments that Illinois or anv State can send to the field. _ We arrived at Springfield at sundown. Jum,.inc. into a carriage I was soon in Camp Butler and the camp of the Thirty-third shown to me. I then found Company A and was furnished with soldier quarters tor the night. FIRST NIGHT IN CAMP-YOUNG SOLDIERS ON GUARD. I lay down with the soldiers, but sleep ;vas out of At Springfield, III., September, 1S61. 13 the question. Of all the strange and queei- racket and sound ever heard, none could exceed the unearthly clamor made by a large number of jouDg volunteei-s during the first few nights they are in camp. One soldier near my tent kept up a continual yell,' of, as I thought, "corporal-of-the-guard-want-something-to- eat." This early evidence of starvation in camp raised ratherdubious suggestions when I thoughtof our future prospects. As he continued to yell louder and louder, instead of ceasing, at last I became vexed, as I sup- posed he was only yelling for fun, and was about ready to go out and try the virtue of throwing a brick at his head, merely as a gentle hint for him to cease such unreasonable midnight .howling, when one of the boys in our tent, Charley Huston, a/i old soldier— he had been in the army three full weeks— informed me that the soldier was on guard and was only trving to utter the simple call of, "corporal of the guard :N'o. 17," which meant that he wanted such officer to come to his post for some reason or other. Thus it appeared that the soldier was only doing his duty and not merely yelling nonsense as I had supposed. How he had been able to give such a plain call the sound I first heard I am unable to understand. Although the commotion appeared to subside a little^ as night advanced, yet it seemed to be only so that it could become more dismal and hideous. Thus the night's confusion continued with all the wild and weird variations possible until the early reveille of tlie next morning called up those thousands of entha- siastic young soldiers, who soon transformed the hideous, fantastic scene of a dark, foggy night canm 14: Army Life, into a grand and bewildering sea of life, action and labor. Thus passed my first niglit in camp. THE NORMAL REGIMENT. The original idea of having the Normal Kegiment contain only young men of literary aspirations and hab- its, had not been insisted upon as strictly as at first bad been intended. And yet, the regiment contained many who had left schools and colleges to join the army; many who well deserved the name of " Student sol- diers of Illinois." Taken altogether, the regiment appears to well deserve the honor of carrying through the war the name, Normal Kegiment, and being thus identified with that favorite school of the Prairie State, the Normal University. My first acquaintances were among Company A. Of course, I was more interested in them than in others, as they were to be my immediate associates and comrades for the next three years. Among them were quite a number of students from the Normal University— and a noble class of young men they were— some from other colleges, others were school teachers, and quite a large number had come from the best class of farmer boys, who were, many of them, equal, if not superior, in intelligence and all soldierly