A Promise Kept After Gaines Mill
Russell Alcott and Oliver Comstock made a solemn promise to one another while serving in Company A of the 1st Michigan Infantry. "He and I had agreed each with the other that if one of us should be killed, the other should write and, if possible, visit the other’s friends," Alcott wrote Comstock's uncle in July 1862. Alcott suspected that his friend was dead; in the confusion of the Battle of Gaines' Mill in which Alcott himself was wounded, the reports were contradictory.
"I did not see my friend Lieutenant Comstock after I was wounded. I tried diligently to learn something of him, but the men with him tell such conflicting stories that I didn’t know what to think. It is quite possible that he is wounded and a prisoner, but I dare hardly to hope it. I know he was one of the last that left the barricade and then the enemy could not have been more than five rods from him," Alcott wrote. "His men say that he gave the command, “steady boys,” as they started to retreat. Another one of the same company told me Captain Comstock was wounded and that he was helping him when another ball struck him, and that he said as he fell “save yourself. I shall need no further care."
The awful truth soon became known that Comstock was killed in battle; six weeks after writing this letter, Alcott himself would be killed in action at Second Bull Run.
Sherburne, New York
July 18, 1862
Mr. O.C. Comstock, my dear sir,
With
feelings of sadness, I sit down to endeavor to write a few lines concerning
your adopted son Lieutenant Oliver C. Comstock. He was promoted to captain and took
command of Co. K on the morning of the battle of Gaines Mill. He had been my
first lieutenant a long time and of course was quite intimate with him. I
should have written you before and intended to, but I received a painful wound
in the same battle. I came home to my family last week and have not been able
to write.
He
had been very busy several days during his leisure time before the fighting
commenced on June 26th in writing one of his long letters to you. He
always wrote his letters with great care- first writing then with a pencil,
then copying. This letter, I think, he completed except for folding and
directing. He and I had agreed each with the other that if one of us should be
killed, the other should write and, if possible, visit the other’s friends. If
I had been able, I should have visited Mr. Gibbs in Brooklyn when I came home.
He often spoke of them.
Thursday
morning June 26th he was detailed to take command of a small guard.
About noon the enemy attacked our right; we hurried to the point of attack and
never returned to our camp. The long letter he wrote he left in the company
desk. The next morning, we retreated to Gaines’ Mill and about 10 o’clock he
joined us. He was quite cheerful. We were then preparing for battle. We shook
hands and he said, “I thought of you often yesterday, Captain, during the
firing, for I knew if anything should happen to you, you would have nobody to
help you (he meaning I had no lieutenant with me) and no one to see to the
company.” He was deeply attached to Co. K and they reciprocated the feeling.
The
Colonel [Horace S. Roberts] called him aside, told him of his promotion, and
assigned him to Co. K, that company joined mine on the left. We were marched to
a strip of woods and built a slight barricade and waited the approach of the
enemy. We heard the enemy had taken our baggage. “Well,” said he, “if they
have, they have got my letter that I have been writing to father.” He was sent
out to skirmish with Co. K and was driven in by the enemy. As he passed me to
his place in line, I said, “Captain, you have done well!” He laughed and showed
me a gun which he held in his hand, the breech of which was split by a ball
from the Rebels.
Soon
the battle commenced furiously. As our companies joined, I was frequently near
him; he was perfectly cool and encouraged his men by word and act. We kept the
enemy at bay until half past five, when they made a terrific charge upon us.
Our troops were tried; our ammunition nearly gone; the enemy got a strong
position on the hill below us; they were three to our one. I was struck by a
ball in the side of the head and neck which stunned me. I recovered instantly
and started to go to the doctor to have it dressed. I had got but a little way
before I saw our line was being forced back; I immediately turned to assist in
rallying the men; they had driven us to the top of the hill into a lot. The
Irish Brigade now came up and we drove them back to the woods.
I
did not see my friend Lieutenant Comstock after I was wounded. I tried
diligently to learn something of him, but the men with him tell such
conflicting stories that I didn’t know what to think. It is quite possible that
he is wounded and a prisoner, but I dare hardly to hope it. I know he was one
of the last that left the barricade and then the enemy could not have been more
than five rods from him. His men say that he gave the command, “steady boys,”
as they started to retreat. Another one of the same company told me Captain
Comstock was wounded and that he was helping him when another ball struck him,
and that he said as he fell “save yourself. I shall need no further care.”
I
don’t know whether this is reliable or not. I write it to let you know all that
I do. I have some hope of hearing that he is a prisoner. I should be pleased to
hear from you.
Yours very truly,
Russell H. Alcott, Capt., Co. A, 1st
Michigan Infantry
Source:
Letter from Captain R.H. Alcott,
Co. A, 1st Michigan Volunteer Infantry, Marshall Statesman
(Michigan), August 13, 1862, pg. 1
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