A Victim of General Judah's Ambitions: With the 80th Indiana at Resaca

Ordered to charge the Rebel works at Resaca in advance of the rest of the army, one Hoosier serving in General Henry Judah’s division recalled the horrors he experienced in that ill-fated charge.

          “Now just think about the dozens of cannons playing on this small squad with solid shot, shells, grape, and canister until the air was thick; solid shots flying through the dead treetops and cutting off the limbs which fell and killed or wounded many men,” Corporal William Bicknell of the 80th Indiana recalled in 1889. “Now while this was going on, just think of the thousands of rifles that were shooting at us as fast as they could load and shoot, almost as thick as any hailstorm you ever witnessed. We faced this storm a distance of about 30-35 rods when we came to a creek with opposite banks so steep we could not get up except by helping one another. This was so slow that the enemy shot us down as fast as we could reach the top.”

          Bicknell soon was struck in the arm by a Minie ball which fractured the bone. Scrambling across a field under enemy fire, he eventually made it to safety before collapsing from loss a blood. A few days later, he came across the author of his sorrows lying in a tent near Resaca Station. “Out from the station a little way was a tent and I heard someone seemingly in distress. I walked out to see what the trouble was in that tent and there I found General Judah dying, as it looked to me, with drunken tremens. I have never heard of him from that day to this. I hope he is in heaven but have my doubts about that,” Bicknell concluded.

          Corporal Bicknell’s account of Resaca first saw publication in the May 17, 1889, edition of the Vincennes Commercial.

 

Brigadier General Henry Judah commanding the Second Division of the 23rd Army Corps rashly ordered his division to charge ahead of the rest of the army at Resaca with disastrous results. Judah's brigade commanders lambasted the West Pointer for his rashness and one soldier called it simply an "insane useless charge ordered by an intoxicated commander." Judah would be relieved from divisional commander shortly thereafter for "incompetency displayed in handling his division" and would never again hold field command. He remained in the Regular Army on garrison duty and died in 1866 in Plattsburgh, New York. 

          About 8 or 9 o’clock p.m. on May 13, 1864, the 23rd Army Corps formed its lines in front of Resaca, Georgia with orders to keep cartridge boxes girded on, stay close to the guns, cook the coffee, get as much rest as possible during the night for on the morrow we must storm the forts of Resaca. Being very tired after two days and one night of hard marching, we felt the need for a good strong cup of coffee and a good sound nap. But well do I remember that most of our comrades sat up all night, talking over things of the past, of our dear homes and loved ones whom, perhaps, we would never meet again, and so the night passed.

          On the morning of May 14, taps was given about 3 o’clock so you see we had a very short night’s rest. Soon we were all up, cooked our coffee, ate our hardtack and bacon, and were in line of battle by 4 a.m. We stood there in line until 8 o 9 o’clock listening to the hard skirmishing and continual booming of the cannons. At about 9 o’clock, we had orders to advance. We took arms and advanced about one and a half miles and then came to a halt. We were now about three-quarters of a mile from Resaca and any further advance would bring on an engagement for our skirmishers were fairly into it by this time.

          The general order was that the whole army would move forward at 1 o’clock, the 23rd Corps fronting the strong works of Resaca with the Second Division in the center, the Second Brigade in front, with my regiment the 80th Indiana in the lead. Brigadier General Henry Judah was in command of our division and unfortunately for the division, he was on a big drunk and not waiting for the hour of the general order to advance, he rushed his division forward about one-half hour ahead of orders. Consequently, about two-thirds of the division was killed or wounded.

          When General Judah ordered his division to advance, we went into a heavy forest of pines. And well do I remember that the undergrowth of pine principally was so thick that we could hardly get through in many places. This continued without about 40 rods of the Resaca forts. At this point, the order to charge was given. We raised the yell and rushed into an open field of newly cleared land with a great many dead trees standing. It must not be forgotten that none of the army was moving except the Second Division of the 23rd Army Corps. I remember the 80th Indiana in front leading on only about 500 men again an enemy well-fortified with nothing to attract their attention but this small squad of soldiers advancing on them.

          Now just think about the dozens of cannons playing on this small squad with solid shot, shells, grape, and canister until the air was thick; solid shots flying through the dead treetops and cutting off the limbs which fell and killed or wounded many men. Now while this was going on, just think of the thousands of rifles that were shooting at us as fast as they could load and shoot, almost as thick as any hailstorm you ever witnessed. We faced this storm a distance of about 30-35 rods when we came to a creek with opposite banks so steep we could not get up except by helping one another. This was so slow that the enemy shot us down as fast as we could reach the top.

          Then we were ordered to halt and lie down. Every man tried to get shelter under the banks and the writer was one to be left out. The water in this creek was from ankle-deep to crotch-deep and almost as cold as ice water. Looking back just a few steps I saw a small log and the boys falling down and putting their heads against this small log, I did so, too. This log lay off the ground about three or four inches. The writer had not lain there long until a Minie ball struck the lower side of the log, glanced under, went through my right forearm, breaking it. I felt the sting but lay still for some time before I knew I was shot.

I began to get sick and faint and made an effort to move then discovered I was wounded with a broken arm and bleeding profusely. I thought to change my position and looking to my left I decided I could get in under the bank with the boys. I rose up at once and walked over that way but one of our captains said, “Bicknell, don’t come here. There’s no room.” I looked to the rear and saw a large log about 200 yards back and made up my mind to go back to it. I reached it only to find it piled to the top with men. I concluded I would go off the field some 20 rods more where I could get shelter and be safe.

It was a desperate resolve to go off the battlefield alone with thousands of men to shoot at me. I could feel the air of Minie balls on both sides of my face almost hitting me. Solid shots fell all around me and before I got over the hill the Rebels raised a yell and I guess every Rebel shot at me and nearly every cannon. They seemed determined to get me but failed. When I reached the turn of the hill where I knew I would be safe, I felt that I was almost given out. It was now about 4 p.m. Looking away down in the woods, I saw what I thought would be a nice place to stop and rest, but I don’t remember ever getting there for at about this time I lost consciousness. The first thing I remembered was some of my comrades putting me on a bier to carry me back to an ambulance to send me to the field hospital, a large barn where the army surgeons and doctors attended to the wants of the suffering as fast as they could. I lay there until about 2 o’clock the next day before my arm had any attention.

Brigadier General Nathaniel C. McLean of Ohio commanded the First Brigade of Judah's division to which the 80th Indiana was assigned during the opening phases of the Atlanta campaign. 

Let us now turn back to the regiment on the morning of the 15th. Our noble and kind-hearted Colonel Alfred Dale Owen came to the field hospital looking after his dead and wounded boys. Well do I remember seeing that noble-hearted man sit down with us and sob aloud like his very heart was broken, telling us that on the night before when he got his regiment out that altogether he only had about 75 men to stack arms. The 80th Indiana went into the battle with about 450 men and came out with 75 to stack arms. Two-thirds of the missing were either dead or wounded.

General Judah was put under attest and was to be court-martialed but I think he died a short time after the battle with delirium tremens. As I remember a few days afterwards, they moved the wounded over to Resaca Station to ship us north. Out from the station a little way was a tent and I heard someone seemingly in distress. I walked out to see what the trouble was in that tent and there I found General Judah dying, as it looked to me, with drunken tremens. I have never heard of him from that day to this. I hope he is in heaven but have my doubts about that.

The wounded were shipped back as far as Louisville, Kentucky where we were put around to the different hospitals for treatment. For the want of attention while being shipped back, my wound took the erysipelas and for two months it looked like a slim chance to save my arm. But it finally got well and is much better than no arm at all.

To read an account of the Confederates that Bicknell and his comrades fought at Resaca, check out "Harvest Time at Resaca with the Orphan Brigade." 

Source:

“Charge at Resaca: The Experience of W.S. Bicknell in that Hard Fight,” Corporal William S. Bicknell, Co. C, 80th Indiana Volunteer Infantry, Vincennes Commercial (Indiana), May 17, 1889, pg. 6

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