Among the Shiloh Wounded at Paducah
In the days following the Battle of Shiloh, the facilities at Pittsburg Landing proved woefully inadequate to deal with the thousands of wounded men, so it was decided to send many of the sick and wounded to permanent hospitals located in the North. The patients were shipped north along the Tennessee River to hospitals located along the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers, some of them being sent as far away as Cincinnati and St. Louis.
The
scenes aboard the hospital vessels beggar description. “As each victim, borne
on a stretcher, crossed the gangplank, he was divested of his mud-bespattered
blood-stained clothing, carefully washed and wiped, given a clean shirt and
drawers, then was tenderly laid on his cot. The next sufferer took the next cot
and so the work progressed until every cot on the boat had its suffering
occupant,” remembered Dr. Charles Cochran. “The whole number of patients on our
boat was divided into wards with from 15 to 20 in each. Each ward was placed in
charge of one surgeon and two or more nurses.”
Two unidentified Federal soldiers posed for this image with a cannonball placed between them, the implication being that the cannonball did the work that cost the soldier on the right his right leg. |
“Early
in the morning our patients were to be washed and their persons made as neat as
possible; after which their breakfast was served which was usually beef or
chicken broth, served from the kitchen in pails. Each soldier had his pint cup
and spoon and he was abundantly supplied with bread. Sometimes instead of soup,
he is served coffee and sandwiches made of bread and dried beef or concentrated
chicken. After breakfast the wounds are dressed, the sick prescribed for, and
medicines dispensed, which takes up the greater part of the forenoon. Dinner is
served about 1 o’clock and is very much like breakfast, only perhaps a little
more substantive in its character. The afternoon is spent much like the morning
by the surgeons and nurses for there is seldom at any time any long interval in
which they are not called upon to relieve some pain, change some dressing,
slightly alter a patient’s position, or do something to contribute to his
comfort. There comes every fifteen minutes or so a shrill shriek uttered by
some brave fellow caused by the awkward attempt of the attendant to move a
wounded limb,” he concluded.
The first stop for those traveling along the Tennessee River was Paducah, Kentucky, located at the confluence of the Tennessee and Ohio rivers. It was a chance for the steamer to take on wood, but also a chance for doctors to move their worst cases off the boat and into the local army general hospital. One Federal surgeon at Paducah left the following account of his experiences treating the hundreds of wounded that came off the boats.
Paducah, Kentucky in 1862 showing the confluence of the Tennessee and Ohio rivers. Hundreds of wounded soldiers from Shiloh left the boats to be treated in the hospitals at Paducah.
Paducah, Kentucky
April 17, 1862
Do not upbraid me for the very hard work I have done, for
how is it possible for a man of my temperament to do other than work when you
enter a room where a hundred or two of our brave boys lie in pain, in agony,
and in mutilation, and hear them cry out in the most piteous and beseeching
tones ‘Dear doctor, do for heaven’s sake help me next.’ Others will say ‘I know
you will do all you can, but if I die, my poor wife and little children. What
will become of them? Do, for God’s sake, fix me next.’
Then again to look into the anxious, beseeching eyes, to
put your hand upon the feeble pulse, or on the fevered cheek, or on the cold
and already clammy brow, I ask you, where is the man who has a single particle
of love for his race or his country and countrymen who will not be nerved up to
work, tired, and weary as he may be?
"I cut off 41 limbs in one night. At first, I felt really nervous, at last I really liked it. So the feelings of poor human nature can become blunted.”
The variety of wounds have is almost as numerous as the
wounded themselves. First look at the head. A cannon ball or portion of shell
has carried away all the skin and scalp from the whole side of the head and
face; a Mine ball has entered the back part of the head, coming out through the
nose or cheek bone, carrying away all the bony and fleshy substance of the face
and leaving the most horrid mutilation you can imagine. Another is shot through
the temples, one of both are torn out and lying on the cheek; another with the
lower jaw all shot away and the poor, dry, and fevered tongue swelled as large
as a man’s arm. Again, turn down the coarse but bloody woolen blanket from the
poor man’s breast; a bullet has gone through the chest; the bloody serum and
bubbles of air press or ooze out of each wound at every labored breath; his
lips are blue, his skin is cold, sweat oozes from every pore; he, too, with the
utmost difficulty breathes out ‘do help me.’ But all we can say or do is to
assure the poor sufferer that his only relief is in a dose of morphine, and his
only rest the grave.
Another has a shoulder or arm pierced or carried away. If
the shoulder is carried away, wash and dress, cover up, assuage the pain, and
await the fatal moment. If the arm be only badly shattered, the knife and the
saw soon do their work; the poor fellow is maimed for life, whether it be short
or long. He is laid away as best he can be to run his chance. Another is shot
through the back, and an entire paralysis of the whole lower part of his body
has ensued. He breathes a few hours or days at most. Another is shot through
the hips, leaving the bones perfectly bare. He, too, soon goes to his long
home, his final and resting place. Then again, the variety of wounds and mutilation
are met with in the legs, and the number and variety of operations which are
needed and performed would take volumes and not letters to describe. It is out
of my power to give a graphic view of what has come under my notice and care.
I
have yet been in no battle but have seen a great deal of its horrors. Paducah
is at the junction of the Tennessee with the Ohio rivers. It is the first point
of any kind of size that is reached from the field of battle and is the first
point where a general hospital is located. All the boats first stop here, and
all the worst cases are taken off, hence the great number and variety of our
operations. I cut off 41 limbs in one night. At first, I felt really nervous,
at last I really liked it. So the feelings of poor human nature can become
blunted.
Sources:
Letter from Dr. Charles Cochran,
Daily Toledo Blade, April 21, 1862, pg. 2
“Hospital Experiences:
The Wounded of Paducah,” Weekly Pioneer & Democrat (Minnesota), May
16, 1862, pg. 7
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