Mauled at Resaca: Eight Fatal Minutes for the 36th Alabama
The following letter, written by Orderly Sergeant Robert J. Davidson of Co. H of the 36th Alabama Infantry to his wife Clara, never reached its intended recipient. Davidson’s letter, a superb account of the Battle of Resaca, was inadvertently left behind the lines at Calhoun, Georgia and picked up by an Illinois soldier who sent it back to Clinton, Illinois for publication in the local newspaper.
The 36th Alabama Infantry was mustered into service in May 1862, spending the first year of its service as part of the garrison of Mobile, Alabama. It joined the Army of Tennessee prior to the Tullahoma campaign and was placed in an all-Alabama brigade under General Henry D. Clayton along with the 18th, 32nd-58th Consolidated, and 38th Alabama Infantry regiments. During the Battle of Resaca, Clayton’s Brigade was part of Major General Alexander P. Stewart’s Division of Hood’s Corps. As Davidson describes in his account, the 36th Alabama charged outside of their breastworks on the morning of May 15, 1864 with tragic results: 90 casualties in only eight minutes. "What a terrible thing war is; you know nothing of its horrors by reading about it," he wrote.
“The following letter written by a Secesh soldier to his friends at home was captured on Sherman’s line and sent home by one of our De Witt County boys. We have been requested to publish it.” ~ Clinton Public (Illinois), June 16, 1864, pg. 1
An unidentified Confederate infantryman poses with his dog. (Library of Congress) |
Calhoun, Georgia
May 16, 1864
Dear
Clara,
Ten days ago, we commenced to fight
the Yankees on Rocky Face Mountain near Dalton, Georgia. What I have gone
through since never will be erased from my memory as long as I live. I have
come through it all, thanks be to God, safely. Since we commenced to fight
them, we have not been able to get four hours’ sleep at one time; fighting all
day, on the watch all night or retreating. The Yankees soon found out that our
position north of Dalton was too strong for them to carry by assault; then they
commenced the flanking process whereby they finally succeeded in getting us out
of it. We left our stronghold with many regrets last Thursday night at 11 o’clock
and retreated to the chosen battlefield of Resaca.
We marched all night and all the next
day; we were so exhausted with loss of sleep and tedious marching that if we
only stopped for five minutes to let wagons pass, we would all have to be woke
up for as soon as we sat down we were instantly asleep. We suffered terribly.
When we left Rocky Face that night, not a whisper was to be heard from anyone
and we thought we had got away from the enemy without their knowing it and
would have done so had not three men deserted from the 18th Alabama
regiment and went to them and told them we were leaving. They started
immediately after us and shortly after sunrise their cannon was thundering in
our rear. We joined the other portion of our army, which had already commenced
to fight the Yankees at Resaca. That night we worked all night building
breastworks. Half a mile off we could plainly hear the Yankees cutting down
trees and building their breastworks.
Next morning the fight commenced all
along the lines except our part and we thought we were fortunate indeed. About
4 o’clock in the evening we were ordered to make a flank movement on the enemy;
we succeeded and drove him back some two miles but night coming on we gave up
the pursuit and returned to camp. About 3 o’clock on the morning of Sunday the
fight again commenced along the center of our lines, still our part was spared.
About 10 o’clock Sunday the enemy commenced to form his lines in front of our
position. I knew our time was coming; he advanced in six lines of battle
through an open field and it was the grandest sight I ever saw. Their number
was estimated at 15,000 men; their dark blue uniforms emerging from the woods was
a solemn sight. They saw our position and marched off to the left and
disappeared out of sight. Every one of our men was ready with his gun loaded
for the assault but they did not come.
Some
fool now gave the order to get ready to get over the breastworks and charge a
Yankee battery that was playing on us all this time. Thinks I, good God, what a
fearful job! The order came and over we went; no sooner over than one man fell
dead and three wounded. We advanced about 20 steps and had to lie down. Then
the Yankees opened with artillery and infantry. Four companies of us lay down together and every
volley they fired you could hear someone of our poor fellows cry out ‘Oh, I am
wounded’ as the balls would strike him. We lay there three minutes when we were
ordered to join the other part of the regiment about 50 yards off which we had
got separated from.
As
soon as we got to where it was, the command ‘Forward!’ was given and we went
and such a terrible sight; I pray God I may never see again. Men falling
wounded and dead at every step. We had advanced about 50 yards when we were
compelled to retreat for the murderous fire we were under no human beings on
earth could stand. We got back to our breastworks, being absent all of eight
minutes during which time we lost 9 killed and 81 wounded in the regiment. Men
who have been in all the big battles say they were never under such fire
before.
Colonel Thomas H. Herndon 36th Alabama |
Now,
my dear, that was the time I had given up all hopes of ever seeing you again- I
never done it before. I can only attribute my escaping unhurt to the kind
watchfulness of merciful providence. Nearly all our wounded fell into the enemy’s
hands as the night after we made our charge our whole army commenced retreating
and we are now fixing up for another fight. When it will come off I don’t know
but not long for the enemy’s artillery is at this moment plainly heard in the
rear of our army in pursuit. How long this flanking process of the enemy is to
continue is a mystery to me. If they keep on, they will certainly get to Atlanta
after awhile and when they once get possession of that city, they city the rebellion
is crushed. It was the general impression of our army that we would whip the
Yankees this time but such is not the fact. Nor can I say that we have been
whipped. We have continually fallen back to keep the enemy from getting in our
rear for your must bear in mind that all we have to eat comes up the railroad
from Atlanta, and if they destroy the railroad our bread stops, and a hungry
army with no prospects of getting anything to eat could not be kept together 24
hours.
I
have been so lucky in coming through safe thus far and I am in hopes that I
will come out of all the fights without a scratch; but after we made that
charge and to hear the wounded calling for us to come and help them when we
dared not for the Yankee sharpshooters would have killed us instantly. One of
our company who was lying about 20 yards in front of our breastworks called me
to please bring him a drink of water. I told him to hold on until dark and I
would come, for I could not come sooner for it was certain death to do so. He
lay still until after night when we brought him in; he was nearly stiff with
cold. It was awful to look on the dead lying in the field that a few minutes
before were talking with us and had as great a dread of being killed as anybody.
There they lay with their troubles all gone. We had to leave them to be buried
by the enemy. What a terrible thing war is; you know nothing of its horrors by
reading about it.
Battle of Resaca, Georgia, May 13-15, 1864 |
Robert
Davidson survived the war’s horrors and returned home to his beloved Clara. Davidson
served as mayor of Selma, Alabama from 1879-1883 and passed away May 18, 1895
at age 66. Clara passed away 23 years later and is buried beside him at Live
Oak Cemetery in Selma.
Two of my ancestors were Resaca. One in 32d Ala (captured and died at Camp Douglas) and one in 17th Ala (KIA)
ReplyDeleteMy G-G Grandfather, Cpl William Blair, B Co. 13th KY Union Infantry, was wounded there, shot through the wrist, he stayed with his Unit, until the end of the war, he probably assisted the Regimental Surgeon, as he became a Doctor, after the War, he lived in Adair Co., Kentucky.
DeleteMy gr. grandfather George W. Hackney served in the 13th Ky. Infantry. He I buried in the Childress Cemetery at the mouth of Little Card Creek in Pike County.
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