The Desperate Day Before Us: The 21st Illinois at Chickamauga
Abraham
W. Songer was working as a carpenter in Xenia, Clay Co., Illinois when the Civil
War began in April 1861. “The dark cloud of war fell upon us when Fort Sumter
was fired upon and surrendered,” he wrote years later. “Then we began to look
each other in the face and wonder of what was really coming; we were in the
dark and could not imagine correctly what was coming or the magnitude of what
was to be the outcome or what was before us. We thought it meant fight and we
were not mistaken in that.”
Songer
chose to enlist, joining Co. G of the 21st Illinois Volunteer
Infantry and went into camp at Mattoon on the county fairgrounds. Much to
Songer’s surprise, he was elected second lieutenant of the company. “To say we
were a green, awkward set of men would be stating it in a mild form,” he
confessed. “All were comparatively young men, but not an officer or man knew
anything about drill or army life. We were quartered in stalls made for cattle
and horses used during the stock fairs. As all seemed to be ignorant alike as
to the mode of camp and army life, we had a tough time of it for a while.
Sometimes it looked like there would be a mutiny in camp on account of the quality
of the commissary. But as time passed, we learned some about how to care for
ourselves by supplying ourselves with bunks and straw for bedding, and the
commissary somewhat improved. We did guard duty without arms and in a line of
guards about half a mile long, there were about 30 posts so that it took near
100 men each day for guard duty.”
The
regiment also elected its field officers and that was where the trouble began. “It
was not long after the organization that we found we had made a mistake when we
elected S.S. Good as colonel, as he was lacking in discipline. He was always
ready to forgive anyone guilty of bad conduct. Good would make a short speech,
tell him he was going to make a brave soldier, and then send him to camp; so that
all a man had to do was to request an interview with the colonel and then be
sent to his quarters. So, matters continued to grow worse until the men were
pretty badly demoralized. The call had been made for 300,000 men for three
years’ service, so we had to enlist for three years or disband and go home. Most
of the men were ready to go in for three years, but the question was to get rid
of the man we had elected colonel. We felt like that would not do as Good was
not fit to command even a company. Governor Richard Yates was notified of the
condition of things and called the officers of the regiment to meet him at his
office. We explained the condition of things to him and told what we were
willing to do; that we would enlist for three years if we could get a competent
colonel to command us. His instructions were to return to camp and keep as many
of the men together as we could, and he would see what he could do for us.”
Early war image of the band of the 21st Illinois |
A
day or two later, Songer saw what Governors Yates could do: his new commanding
officer arrived at camp, one Ulysses S. Grant. “Orders soon came for Grant to
report with his regiment to Quincy, Illinois, so he thought it a good way to
march the regiment there as it would be a good way to discipline the men; I
think his idea was a good one as we were at that time a rather unruly set of
men. And Grant went at it in earnest and accomplished in a short time to
perfection as it soon became evident that we were not soldiering under Colonel
Good, and Grant disciplined the officers as well as the men. I don’t think there
was an officer but what really feared him, and if they did not, they sure
respected him. The talk in the regiment then was that Grant, as a graduate of
West Point, would get a brigadier’s commission if the war lasted very long.
Little did we think of him ever being promoted as he was later.”
The
21st Illinois left for the seat of war in Missouri in July 1861 and began a
lengthy service that brought them into action through Missouri, and then with
the Army of the Cumberland at Perryville, Stones River, Chickamauga, Missionary Ridge, and beyond. The regiment took very
heavy losses at Stones River, but perhaps its toughest two days of the war were
September 19th and 20th 1863 during the Battle of
Chickamauga. By that time, Abram Songer had been promoted to the rank of first
lieutenant and was in command of Company G. His account of the battle,
presented below, is drawn from both his diary as well as his postwar memoir and
appears on the blog courtesy of David Dixon.
The regiment, along with the 38th Illinois, 81st Indiana, 101st Ohio, and 2nd Minnesota Battery, was part of General William P. Carlin’s Second Brigade of Jefferson C. Davis’ First Division of the 20th Army Corps.
21st Illinois monument at Chickamauga |
This
morning [September 18th] as soon as it was daylight, the picket line
was advanced and put in proper position. Then troops began immediately to form
in proper shape; Sheridan’s division moving up on the right of Davis.
Cannonading was heard from 11 a.m. until late in the evening, the boys
supposing it to be Crittenden. Late in the evening, we received marching orders
and at 6 p.m. we started toward the left, we then being the extreme right, and
moved about three miles and halted near a Rebel camp that had been left today,
the timber cut on the east.
At
10 a.m. September 19th we were called out marched passed Crawfish
Springs and engaged in the Battle of Chickamauga near Lee & Gordon’s Mills.
The 21st Illinois was guarding the ordnance train. After marching
about one hour and a half we came in hearing of heavy musketry firing and were
ordered to double quick. We marched for several miles on the double quick under
a hot sun with the hot turnpike road under us and went into battle on the
double quick under fire. The command was “on the right by file into line,” and
the regiment came around like a whiplash and in as good order as much so as if
on drill, though hot and tired. The fighting was severe, sometimes driving the
enemy and sometimes being drove. When night came on, the command retired from
the field, sore and tired, having sustained quite a heavy loss of men, and we
rested until the morning.
When
the morning of the 20th came, the smoke of the battle of the day
before showed on the faces of all. I suppose everyone felt as I did about what
the result of the coming battle of the day would be. It could not be foretold,
but it looked gloomy. My captain [Andrew George] had been wounded on the 19th
and I was in command of the company; the regiment was much reduced in numbers since
the morning of the 19th. Smoke still hung like a mantle until near 9
o’clock when it lifted and moved off. Everything was still. We were satisfied that
Bragg had been receiving strong reinforcements or he would not have turned back
on our army after evacuating Chattanooga, and that a desperate day was before
us.
Everything
was still until near 10 o’clock but occasionally a rifle could be heard. We
moved to the front perhaps half a mile and took position where some other
troops had put up log breastworks. At about this time (10 a.m.), the firing
opened up on our left with both small arms and artillery in a terrific manner
enough to make one’s hair stand on end, or bring on a nervous chill and by 11 o’clock,
the attack was made all along the line. As well as I could see, there was
nothing connecting with the 21st Illinois on our right, so I looked
for a flank movement on our right to drive us on which such a move would have
done.
Colonel John Washington Shields Alexander, 21st Illinois Killed in action September 20, 1863 at Chickamauga |
When
the enemy charged on our line, we of course did our best to drive them back,
but on they came like braves. I felt like we would have to retreat, and as
there were no troops on our right, I expected the right to give way first and
when I would see that, I would order my company out if the command was given by
the Colonel. But Colonel Alexander had been shot dead, which left Lieutenant
Colonel Warren McMackin in command, Major James Calloway being in command of
another regiment joining our left, the 81st Indiana. When the enemy
got near our works, I looked to the left and saw Major Calloway had retreated
with his regiment. The men on the left of the regiment were surrendering and no
troops could be seen on our left which left us standing alone with a heavy line
sweeping down on us. They were passing our left flank so it seemed like there
was nothing we could do but surrender which was a bitter pill to have to take.
As
Colonel Alexander had been killed and I presume Colonel McMackin was not
apprised of it, so he gave no order to retreat which should have been done. I
thought I would hold my company until Captain David Blackburn [Co. F] on my
right would order his company out, but he had taken time by the forelock and gone.
To undertake a retreat at that time with one company of men would have caused
the enemy to concentrate their fire on us; this would be almost like immediate
death; so, I thought surrender was the right and best thing to do.
Just
then, all was confusion, especially with me. My thoughts were, ‘Am I the only
officer captured? Will I be accused of cowardice?’ I looked to the left and saw
a rather funny sight or what would have been on any other occasion, but not at
that time a bit funny, and that was the sight of Lieutenant Nineveh McKeen of
Co H. He wore a linen duster with his blouse over it. The duster was 10-12
inches longer than his blouse. Well at any other time, the sight of the tale of
that duster fluttering in the breeze would have been laughable to see. The poor
fellow was brave enough, but at that time, he was anxious to get out of range
of the bullets that were coming in our direction from some of our troops behind
us.
When
we all got collected up under the command of the Rebel provost guards, there
were about 120 officers and men of the regiment captured. My anxiety was
somewhat relieved when I found Lieutenant Colonel McMackin, Second Lieutenant Theodore
Gross of Co. A, Captain Philip Wolshimer of Co. B, Lieutenants McKeen, [Charles]
Howe [Co. I], [Edward D.] Coxe [Co. A], and John Jones [Co. K], along with
about 20 of my company. At the time I was feeling blue and suppose we all felt
about alike. I felt like our army was being defeated. The main cause of our capture
was a misunderstanding by General Thomas Wood would moved his division out,
leaving a gap in the line of battle on our left which cut Davis’ division off
and left a gap which was readily taken possession of by the Rebels and used to
their advantage.
Lieutenant Colonel Warren E. McMackin, 21st Illinois Captured September 20, 1863 at Chickamauga |
After
the provost guard got us bunched up and the officers relieved of their side
arms, we were started back farther across Chickamauga Creek and after a march
of about two miles we saw more of what the Rebel army had accomplished when we
got to a corral of about two acres of prisoners, I suppose about 2,000 men.
Well that was not a pleasing sight to see so many of our men and officers under
a Rebel guard, but I resolved to make the best of it I could, though it all
pointed to a terrible defeat of our army. I was afraid our army would become
demoralized and driven back to Nashville and we would lose all we had gained
and more. When we were marching past the corral of prisoners, it was natural
for me took look for someone I might recognize and finally discovered Captain James
S. Jackson of the 22nd Illinois, an old acquaintance who become one of my messmates
until we were exchanged.
There
was one thing that I think fretted and annoyed Colonel McMackin more than
everything except being a prisoner, and that was seeing a Rebel riding his
little pacing bay mare round with us as we were being marched back to the
corral of prisoners. She was a fine little animal that he rode on all of our
marches while we were in Missouri in 1861 and 1862 and up to the time of our
capture. She was a dear little animal to him, and I do not know but what the
loss of her in the way she went caused him to shed tears over the loss.
Lieutenant
Songer would spend the rest of the war in prisoner of war camps throughout the
South, being paroled February 28, 1865 at Goldsboro, North Carolina. He arrived
at Camp Parole in Annapolis, Maryland on March 7th and received a 30
day leave of absence to return to his home in Xenia. “I started for the old
homestead where Father and Mother had been spared, though old, living to see
their two boys return from the war. It is needless to say that it was a time of
rejoicing when I got there. Mother was out when she saw me enter the yard gate.
She could not run fast enough to meet me, and came shouting “Bless the Lord, oh
my soul, bless His holy name!” I know that none could have thought it out of
place if they had seen me shedding tears of joy as I was glad to meet my dear
old Father and Mother as well as other relatives and friends. After so long a
time of danger in the army and prison pens, such satisfaction to return to the
old home,” he wrote.
His
leave expired, Songer returned to Camp Parole in late April where he received his
final discharge on May 15, 1865, giving him four years and five days of service
in the Civil War.
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