Worse Scared than Hurt: A 41st Illinoisan Survives Shiloh
Sergeant Fred True of the 41st Illinois numbered among the lucky survivors of Shiloh as he explained in a letter to his sisters back home in Illinois.
The regiment
went into action on the morning of April 6, 1862, and soon found itself in a
pounding firefight with advancing Confederates. “I was hit twice. One ball
struck my leg and numbed it considerably without entering the pants. The other
struck me on the chin or throat and drove me from the field. The wound bled
severely so that I was worse scared than hurt,” True confessed. “Buell’s forces
came to our relief Sunday night and on Monday by desperate fighting we forced
them to fall back as steadily as they had advanced on Sunday. But for Buell’s
forces, I believe we would all have been whipped and killed or taken prisoner.”
Sergeant True’s letter originally was published in the April 17, 1862, edition of the Mattoon Gazette, making it one of the earliest firsthand accounts published about the Battle of Shiloh.
Pittsburg Landing, Tennessee
April 10, 1862
Dear sisters,
Thinking you
are perhaps laboring under some uneasiness about me, I will write to you though
you will probably hear the result of the battle before this reaches you.
Our camps
extended some five or six miles from the river over as wide a space. On Sunday
morning, the enemy were drawn up in line of battle within gunshot of our
advanced camps and opened upon us with such a heavy fire that some of our new
regiments retreated in disorder after firing a round or two.
“In a few minutes, men could be seen straggling through the wood singly and in squads, some with blood running from their heads, walking briskly. Others were pale from loss of blood, leaning on their comrades for support, all of which told very plainly that they were having hot work while looking upon these passing witnesses of mortal combat.” ~Captain Robert H. McFadden, Co. D, 41st Illinois
The enemy
advanced steadily all day, our men giving way sometimes in disorder. At night
they had us driven into a small space near the landing when the gunboats and a
few siege pieces we had that day planted opened on them with a shower of grape
and shell that drove them back some distance. Sunday night they slept in our
tents; my tent had several ball holes through it.
Corporal Oscar Applegate Kelso Co. A, 41st Illinois Later captain, Co. H, 6th USCT HA (Liljenquist Collection) |
Buell’s forces
came to our relief Sunday night and on Monday by desperate fighting we forced
them to fall back as steadily as they had advanced on Sunday. But for Buell’s
forces, I believe we would all have been whipped and killed or taken prisoner.
Thank God the men who acted so shamefully on Sunday were not from Illinois;
they were principally Ohio men, but some were from Michigan and Wisconsin. On
that Sunday long to be remembered, while you were all happy at home, the woods
here for miles in every direction was strewn with dead and dying men. In many
places they were burned by the leaves catching fire from our powder.
We were drawn
up in line about 10 o’clock and placed in a small ravine where we were pretty
well covered from the enemy’s fire. At 12 o’clock a dense mass of men was seen
advancing upon us with the Stars and Bars waving over them. Upon their appearance,
the command was “Steady, let them advance.” When they got sufficiently close,
we had the command “Fire!” We opened upon them, some of our boys inclined to “crawfish”
down the hill. I stood by our left yelling “Stand your ground boys, don’t give
back.”
“About this time, a well-directed shot killed the horse of Colonel Nelson Williams, entering his breast and coming out just behind the saddle, so stunning the colonel that he had to be carried from the field. Command of the brigade fell on Colonel Isaac Pugh of the 41st.” ~ Captain Robert H. McFadden, Co. D, 41st Illinois
Colonel Isaac C. Pugh, 41st Illinois Volunteer Infantry (Find-A-Grave) |
We fought
two-and-a-half hours and gave back when our ammunition had given out. The enemy
by flanking us on the left had a raking fire up the ravine. The Rebels fought
with all the desperation of drunken men. Rebel prisoners we captured tell us
they were furnished with whiskey and that every other means was resorted to, to
make them fight like devils. In many of the canteens of the dead Rebels we find
whiskey, and the bodies of many of them were blackened, indicating that they
were drunk when killed.
Our regiment suffered
considerably. Lieutenant Colonel Tupper, Captains Oglesby and Huffer, and two
lieutenants were killed. A number of others were wounded. Of our company (D)
three were killed (none of whom you know) and eight wounded. I was hit twice.
One ball struck my leg and numbed it considerably without entering the pants.
The other struck me on the chin or throat and drove me from the field. The
wound bled severely so that I was worse scared than hurt. I am now in quarters
and will soon be able for duty. James Anderson was wounded in the army not very
severely. Foster Whitney was pretty severely wounded in both legs with the same
ball.
Buell’s forces are in quick pursuit. As I write, volley after volley of musketry is being fired over some of the graves of our men who are not yell all buried. We dig long holes in the ground, lay them side by side without any coffin, fire a salute over the grave, and then cover their cold bodies with the Tennessee clay. The Secesh we bury with less ceremony: dig a hole, roll them in, and cover them.
We Generals Must Take Our Chances with the Boys
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Sources:
Letter from Sergeant James Frederick True, Co. D, 41st Illinois Volunteer Infantry, Mattoon Gazette (Illinois), April 17, 1862, pg. 4
Letter from Captain Robert Hugh McFadden, Co. D, 41st
Illinois Volunteer Infantry, Mattoon Gazette (Illinois), May 1, 1862,
pg. 3
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