Noble Sons of New Orleans: A Washington Light Artilleryman Survives Shiloh
The
famous Washington Light Artillery of New Orleans sent five companies off to fight for the Confederacy in 1861: four the companies fought in Virginia but the 5th Company
served in the western theater. Raised in New Orleans in March 1862 for 90-days' service (subsequently extended through 1865), the six-gun battery of 160 men utilized two 6-lb smoothbores, two 6-lb
rifles, and two 12-lb howitzers at its first battle, the Battle of Shiloh
fought April 6-7, 1862. Today’s post features a superb account of that
engagement from one of the members of that notable battery, Private James F.
Giffen. Private Giffen had attended Harvard in Massachusetts with the class of
1861 then returned to his home in New Orleans at the outbreak of the war.
Private James F. Giffen
5th Co., Washington Light Artillery
(Glen Cangelosi's Washington Artillery site)
In this letter written to his father, Private Giffen gives a lengthy description of his first experience of battle and tells how
his life was saved by a knife he carried. “I received the full force of a Minie
ball in my right flank just below the ribs a little towards the front which
would have undoubtedly perforated me through and through, passing several
vulnerable points and causing instantaneous death, had it not been for the very
large knife I carried in the deep breast pocket of my overshirt. This,
fortunately, turned the ball, which glanced off and did me no further injury
than perforating my shirt in two places, bruising my body a little and taking
my breath away for a few minutes,” he stated.
Giffen would later be promoted to the rank
of sergeant and survived the war despite an arm wound sustained in the war’s
final days. His letter was originally published in the April 19, 1862 issue of
the New Orleans Daily Crescent.
Camp Moore, Corinth, Mississippi
April 9-10, 1862
My dear
father,
I wrote
you by Mr. Slocomb’s boy who was expected to leave this morning and also
telegraphed yesterday afternoon when I returned to camp after our army had
fallen back. But as I see Mr. [Cuthbert H.] Slocomb’s boy in camp this
afternoon, I shall write in fuller detail and you will probably get both
letters at the same time. First of all, I will say that Bob and I are safe and
unhurt. Willie was wounded in the beginning of the battle by a ball in the
knee. The ball struck just above the knee of the left leg on the outer side and
glanced up. The wound is not considered by Dr. Stone a dangerous one, and if he
can be kept perfectly quiet and if inflammation can be kept down. But it is
almost impossible to say what the wounded of our army may be obliged to
undergo.
The
enemy, since his defeat, had received large reinforcements and still threatens
Corinth. If they persist in their undertaking, we shall be compelled to fight
the battle over again at this place and the wounded would be sent off. I do not
think Willie can be removed under the most favorable circumstances for a week,
for his wound is one which will require care and time to heal so that he may
again have the use of his leg. If the enemy delay several days and give our
wounded and weary soldiers time to recruit, we shall be ready for them.
I will
give you a description of our battle and you will, perhaps, become better informed
of everything in that way than in any other. Upon Thursday morning [April 3rd]
at about 2 o’clock, I was awakened by the long roll which was sounded
throughout the whole camp. Everything and everybody were in motion. The fires
of the grand encampment presented to the aroused soldiers a brilliantly
illuminated scene. Drums were beating, trumpets sounding, fifes blowing, bands
playing, and men hurrahing. The order to march the whole army had been given
and the different divisions were getting ready to march at 6 o’clock in the
morning. It had been determined on by the generals of our army to advance,
attack, and defeat the large Federal army encamped near the Tennessee River
before Buell, who was advancing to form a junction with them, could affect it.
Our company attached to General [Patton]
Anderson’s brigade of General Ruggles’ division began to march toward the enemy
at 3 o’clock in the afternoon of Thursday and bivouacked on the road. The next
day we continued our march and halted at Monterey at midday. This place was
about six miles from the enemy’s encampment. Here I saw the first indications
of the Yankees for while we were there 14 prisoners belonging to the 70th
Ohio, who had been captured by our cavalry, were brought in. In this skirmish
we killed a Yankee colonel, captured a major [Major Leroy Crockett of the 72nd
Ohio- see here], a lieutenant [Lieutenant William H. Herbert of the 70th
Ohio], and the prisoners spoken of above.
At this place I had the pleasure of seeing
in consultation together Generals [Albert S.] Johnston, [P.G.T.] Beauregard,
and [Braxton] Bragg, who were questioning a citizen of Monterey whom the
Yankees a short time before had taken from the town and kept in their camp for
several days and had shown him their whole encampment. With what view this was
done, it is impossible to say unless it was to carry information to Johnston of
the very large force of the enemy, thinking perhaps, thereby to delay our
attack by conveying the supposition that the force of the enemy had been
greatly augmented by reinforcements and that Buell had already made this
junction, But our generals were not to be outgeneraled, for on they pushed and
Saturday night our whole army was in line of battle before the camps of the
enemy. We slept that night in our positions and on Sunday the line of battle
advanced.
The battle began early in the day. For
some time before our battery reached the field, we could hear the rattle of
musketry and the thundering of cannon- the engagement having already been
opened by General [William J.] Hardee’s division. The first intimation of a
near presence of the enemy was the falling of a Minie ball some six feet from
me, and then others around me, for we were crossing an open field between which
and the enemy’s first camp was a wooded hill. We were immediately led by an
aide up the hill and we took position just in time to cover the retreat of
several of our regiments and opened fire on the enemy. We sent spherical case
into their camp and soon silenced their battery which had been playing on our
troops, who again rallied and charged the enemy, driving them back from their
camp.
It was during this engagement that Willie
received his wound. The battery of the enemy had been throwing shot, shell, and
spherical case at us and their long range rifled Minie balls. It was at first
an unpleasant sound- the whir of balls and bursting of shell, and several times
the balls flew so close to me as to cause an instinctive dodge or jump. One of
the spherical case shots of the enemy burst over Willie’s gun, wounding him in
the leg, another of the detachment in the leg, a driver in the foot, another in
the leg, and killed one of our lead horses. I helped carry Willie to the rear
to a house where our surgeon took charge of him and I hurried back. When I got
back, we had nearly given the enemy enough for their artillery had ceased and
the sound of musketry was further off. We had driven them from two of their
camps.
Our next position was the hottest of the
day and that was in the center of their line of camps. The sharpshooters rained
musket balls upon us and for a time the tide of the battle was in a balance,
but we stood it bravely though with some loss to our company. A Kentucky regiment
charged upon the camp and the enemy retreated. Here Sergeant Demeritt and
Private Hartwell (a stepson of the neighbor of C.C. Gaines & Henderson on
Magazine St.) and a driver were killed. Corporals Macready, Higgins, and
Bellanger along with privates Bayne, Davidson, Walsh, McKnight, Watson, and Stephens
were wounded.
Our next position was one further on
flanking one of the enemy’s encampments from which strong position he was
damaging our infantry in front. It was in this engagement just spoken of where
so many of our company were put hors du combat that I had a miraculous escape.
When coming into battery and while running along to my piece, I received the
full force of a Minie ball in my right flank just below the ribs a little
towards the front which would have undoubtedly perforated me through and
through, passing several vulnerable points and causing instantaneous death, had
it not been for the very large knife I carried in the deep breast pocket of my
over shirt. This, fortunately, turned the ball, which glanced off and did me no
further injury than perforating my shirt in two places, bruising my body a
little and taking my breath away for a few minutes. The make of the knife, I
think, was of great advantage to me for there were several compartments and a
number of different blades and instruments, all of which resisted the force of
the ball and turned aside what otherwise would have perforated a common knife.
6-lb smoothbore like that used by the 5th Co. at Shiloh
We pursued the retreating enemy to their
gunboats and had it not been so late, there is not the slightest doubt, but all
of their force would have been taken notwithstanding the fire of their gunboats
which, I assure you, was terrific and terrible to hear. The whizzing of those
huge shells through the air, crashing trees all around you, bursting with the
report of a cannon, is frightful. It was impossible to follow up our success
that night, so we fell back from the river to the enemy’s camp in which we
passed the night, worn out and fatigued with ten hours hard fighting and with
three days’ hard marching and no sleep for it rained every night. We were
obliged to bivouac and could not under any circumstances enjoy our sleep in the
cold mud and rain. We gained a great victory; fought the hardest fight that had
ever been fought on the continent with forces almost equal, defeated and driven
back the best composed and best equipped army the North had in the field (as
General Prentiss, who was taken prisoner, himself said) and captured most of
their field batteries and everything in the encampment.
We had a hearty supper from the Yankee
stores and permit me to say in parenthesis that the Yankees were abundantly
supplied with everything that was good. I really was astonished at the
excellence of their Commissary Department, but we did justice to the provisions.
During the night, it rained very heard and we were unable to sleep. All night
the signal guns of the enemy’s gunboats were heard, undoubtedly meaning
something; but it was not until 4 o’clock in the morning that General Beauregard
learned that the enemy had been largely reinforced by 40,000 fresh troops. It
had always been his intention, I think, to come back to Corinth after he bagged
the Tennessee army and he only delayed burning the tents and carrying off the
enemy’s stores until that could be affected; the Generals were confident they
could do this the following day. But the addition of so many fresh troops to so
large an army made it necessary for a prudent General to fall back, and not risk
a battle with his wearied troops.
However, to cover our retreat, Beauregard
engaged the enemy the next day and our fight, that of the Washington Artillery,
was upon this day the hardest. We were, at one time, within 50 yards of the
Yankees and they advanced with great force, charged our battery, raining musket
balls upon us as we shot canister among them. I was ramming during the whole
day’s battle and at that time expected every moment to have a Minie ball sent
clear through my body, but though they whistled around me and bended the trees
and twigs about me, I was unhurt. The enemy compelled one of our regiments to
retire and for ten minutes we held them at bay until they advanced to within 50
yards of our battery; this made it too hot for so and the order to limber to
the rear was given.
Detail from lithograph commissioned by McCormick Harvesting Machine Company depicting the close quarters combat at Shiloh
At this point the horses from one of our
pieces were all shot dead, several others being killed or wounded, and of the
company Mr. Slocomb was shot through the breast; young Green (Bob’s friend)
shot through the breast and killed, another wounded mortally in the thigh, and
six or seven slightly wounded in the arms, legs, or breast. We retired and the
infantry, the Crescent Regiment [of New Orleans], charged and drove the enemy
back. We decidedly got the advantage of the enemy that day and towards evening
all our wounded and dead had been taken to Corinth, so our army began to fall
back in such order and with such quietness that no one knew where we were going
until General Beauregard asked from 12 men from our company to man a gun of
Byrne’s Mississippi battery to cover the retreat of our army.
The enemy had again been defeated for
while we were slowly going back to Corinth with many of the trophies of our victory,
the enemy being glad to be left alone, fell back to their gunboats and did not
attempt to advance or retake possession of their camps for 24 hours after we
had withdrawn. Our company burned three of their camps and destroyed much more
of what they had left, though not all. The report today is that they have
advanced their encampment and are getting away. What their object is, I cannot
say. They may intend to threaten another point. But my idea is that they have
become afraid that Beauregard and Bragg would repeat their castigation. If they
remain and do not have their gunboats to attack Corinth, Bragg says that in
less than three weeks he will be after them again.
Whatever the result of the great battle
may be, it is a fact that the enemy have received a check and suffered a severe
defeat, though their resources are so great as to allow them to recuperate very
quickly and they may recover so soon as to make themselves again troublesome.
There has been great loss on both sides. We have had many killed and wounded
among such a class as will make it felt in the social circles of New Orleans. I
am thankful for the Providential interference in my behalf, and that Bob has
escaped and Willie’s wound not more serious that it is. The battalion in
Virginia will be compelled now to look to the 5th Company in
Tennessee as their model. We have surpassed them and received the personal
congratulations of General Beauregard: “Gentlemen, you have done nobly. No
troops ever fought better.”
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