Getting a Taste of the Music of the Minies: Charging Marye's Heights with the 126th Pennsylvania
Advancing against
Marye’s Heights on the afternoon of December 13, 1862, Private J. Archibald
McCullough of the 126th Pennsylvania recalled the moment General
Humphreys ordered his regiment to charge the Confederate line.
“We were formed in line of battle, as we supposed, to support
our battery which was planted and doing good execution on the hill in front,”
McCullough wrote. “Soon, however, old General Humphreys rode up to General
Tyler, ordering him to charge the works in front and in the meantime an aide
from General [Daniel] Butterfield came to General Humphreys saying the works
should be carried at all hazards. General Humphreys took off his old hat and waving
it said, “I’ll take it sir, without fail.”
“We were immediately ordered to fix bayonets, then came the
sound of “attention” from the bugle, the sound which we so much dislike to hear
when tired and halted on a march. Soon, this was followed by the call of “forward”
when old Humphrey as we call him rode to the front commanding, “Officers to the
front, charge bayonet, forward, double quick, march!” Then came the tug of war,”
he stated.
Private McCullough’s account of the Battle of Fredericksburg first appeared in the January 23, 1863, edition of the Mercersburg Journal. I’ve supplemented his account with a few quotes from a letter written by Corporal Peter Cook of the same company which appeared in the same newspaper a week earlier as well as Lt. Col. David Watson Rowe’s regimental history published in 1869.
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| Flag of the 126th Pennsylvania Volunteers courtesy of Pennsylvania Civil War Flags |
Camp near
Falmouth, Virginia
January 6,
1863
Your letter of the 8th
ultimo came to hand on Saturday morning December 13, 1862, when in line and
ready to march across the Rappahannock to take part in the rather unpleasant
drama enacted on that memorable day. I was glad to receive it- there was quite
a large mail distributed in our regiment on that morning, many boys receiving
perhaps their last message and blessing from friends near and dear at home.
You have no doubt many reports in
regard to the part our brigade took in the fight, some no doubt considerably
exaggerated. I shall therefore attempt to keep within bounds. By the way the
newspapers and official reports are disposed to give us more credit than we
would have felt at liberty to claim. The truth is in the noise and confusion of
battle, we could form but little idea of the danger we were in or the extent of
our casualties, but our thinned ranks after the charge gave sad and unmistakable
evidence of its effect on us.
From the time we crossed the river
until we marched to the field, we were exposed to some extent to the fire of
the Rebel batteries, their shells whistling over us and frequently bursting in
the air or striking a house nearby, but fortunately not injuring anyone, at
least in our regiment. After disposing of our knapsacks, which was done by
storing them in the drugstore of Williams & Co., we marched to the upper
end of town nearest the battlefield and were ordered to rest on our arms to
await further orders.
“We lay on the hill until about 4 o’clock when General Tyler rode to the head of the column and ordered us forward. We filed down the hill to the river where there was a pontoon bridge thrown across the river into the city. The Rebs opened on us with shells from their batteries on the hill back of the city, but fortunately they shot too high, the shells passing and exploding above us, making a very ugly noise.” ~Corporal Peter M. Cook, Co. C, 126th Pennsylvania
The hour we spent there was one of
suspense and anxiety from the terrific roar of artillery and the frequent
volleys of musketry. All were able to form a very correct idea of the extent of
the undertaking; all were now quite sure of taking part in it and were thus
gradually prepared for the work. Yet notwithstanding, when one of those fearful
shells with their peculiarly unpleasant music would pass close by, some poor
fellow would involuntarily dodge and a general “chuckle” pass around, often
bringing off a good joke.
But finally the order, “Attention!
Column, right face, forward, by file right, march!” came from old [General
Erastus B.] Tyler and the brigade left the cover of the cross streets and filed
out to the fatal field. As we marched out of town many poor fellows who had
preceded us lay bleeding and lifeless on the sidewalks and streets, cut down by
the sharpshooters. Here we also got a taste of the music of the Minies,
although I do not think that our brigade lost any men here; I saw none fall.
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| Brigadier General Erastus B. Tyler |
After marching fairly out of town and
crossing the race, we were marched by the right flank in close column of
regiments into a low narrow meadow on the right of the road. Here we halted,
protected in front by a crest which rose abruptly, under the cover of which a
number of sharpshooters lay, no doubt doing good execution as I saw one fellow
lame a horse fully 300 yards distant. Here we thought ourselves for a time
pretty safe, but we soon discovered our mistake.
“Above this meadow and overshadowing it frowned the Rebel redoubts and batteries. The command was massed in this enclosure, Union and Confederate batteries playing over the heads of the men. Very soon a Rebel officer was observed to advance a section and immediately he opened on the crowded mass beneath. The shell dropped down into the throng and threw the earth and mangled bodies into the air. The men were not in line of battle, could not form in line, and were simply awaiting orders. They could only watch the battery on the height above; watch the flight of the shells into their midst, and shudder at its destruction. It was awful to stand thus and be slaughtered.” ~ Lt. Col. David Watson Rowe, Sketch of the 126th Regiment Pennsylvania Volunteers
A battery on our right soon opened a murderous fire on us
with shells and round shot; we were at once ordered to lie down. The first shot
struck in Co. A of our regiment killing and wounding several men; this was
followed by another and another in quick succession. This was the most trying
time we had. The boys could not stand it a long time facing certain death with
no chance of retaliation, but broke ranks in some confusion seeking shelter under
the cover of the hill on the left and a tannery on the right.
Two or three shots were fired after this when we were ordered
to fall in, moving back across the road. It was in this meadow that Co. A
suffered so severely. There was some difficulty in reforming the brigade here
as the different regiments were considerably mixed up. This accounts for the
absence of some in the charge. I regret very much that our regiment could not
have gone into their first fight under more favorable auspices.
As it was, all did well. It would be hard to decide which company
did best. Being a member of Co. C I will of course say nothing about our
company except that we were all with the captain and we as a company are not
ashamed of him. All are fully satisfied that he possesses the all-important
qualification for a soldier, viz: “pluck.” But to return- after we moved from
our first position, just when crossing the road, one of our boys (Brewer Cushwa)
was wounded and J.T. Dronenburg was struck in the face with a fragment of a
shell, inflicting a very slight scratch which bled profusely. It was here also
that Lieutenant Fortescue was killed.
After crossing the road, we were formed in line of battle, as
we supposed, to support our battery which was planted and doing good execution
on the hill in front. Soon, however, old General Andrew Humphreys rode up to General
Tyler, ordering him to charge the works in front and in the meantime an aide
from General [Daniel] Butterfield [V Corps commander] came to General Humphreys saying the works
should be carried at all hazards. General Humphreys took off his old hat and waving
it said, “I’ll take it sir, without fail.”
We were immediately ordered to fix bayonets, then came the sound
of “attention” from the bugle, the sound which we so much dislike to hear when
tired and halted on a march. Soon, this was followed by the call of “forward”
when old Humphrey as we call him rode to the front commanding, “Officers to the
front, charge bayonet, forward, double quick, march!”
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| General Andrew A. Humphreys |
Then came the tug of war. Our brave little colonel [James G. Elder]
raised himself in his stirrups, saying, “Men, remember what you came here for.
Remember old Franklin County and the 126th Regiment!” With a mighty
cheer, the column pushed forward, no one faltering, and no one knowing what he
would have to meet, but each one appearing determined to try and do his duty.
On and on we swept through a perfect shower of balls and shells until we
reached the board fence behind which a line of battle of our men was formed. [These
men were from the 118th Pennsylvania according to Corporal Cook.]
Here our line was broken and we were thrown into some
confusion and soon the firing commenced. The 134th Pennsylvania,
which led the advanced, opened with the 126th following next, then
the 91st [Pennsylvania] and the 129th [Pennsylvania]. The
firing was soon taken up by all the regiment and for some minutes there was one
continued flash from front and rear. At last, some of the lines were broken and
they commenced falling back and there certainly was some little skedaddling
done no matter who tries to conceal the fact, but it did not last long.
As soon as the boys got back to the rear of the battery, they
rallied, expecting the Rebs to follow but they were satisfied to stay where
they were. Soon after reforming, we were ordered back to town. Sergeant
Brinkley and Dallas Mowen were both killed in the charge, the latter dying
instantly in the front rank falling with his face to the enemy. Sergeant
Brinkley walked back to town with some assistance and lived perhaps an hour. We
buried him in town.
About 12 o’clock we were again ordered to the front. That was
the trying time but most of the boys stood up to the mark like old soldiers.
There were two boys in our company who I think are particularly deserving of
credit: Sergeant O.H. Anderson and McCampbell, both of whom were sleeping in a
stable when the regiment was ordered out the second time. Sergeant Anderson was
suffering some from a bruise he received from a spent ball which passed through
his overcoat and McCampbell was quite unwell with a very severe cold. But when
the boys heard the regiment had moved out to the battlefield, they followed it
up, determined to stand up to their comrades.
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| Lt. Col. David Watson Rowe 126th Pennsylvania |
We were ordered up to within 60 yards of the Rebel rifle pits
to the left of where we had made the charge. Here we lay for perhaps an hour,
fully expecting to lie there until the ball opened in the morning. It is a fact
that although expecting to go into the fight at any moment and surrounded by
the dead and wounded, many of the boys slept soundly. We were next ordered back
to the position we held before the charge where we lay until morning. Then we
were ordered back to town and lay all day Sunday and until Monday morning in a
graveyard, eating and sleeping among the tombs.
On Monday morning we were ordered out to form a line on the
sidewalk in front of the graveyard and under cover of the stone wall spent the
day. It was expected the town would be shelled; sometimes the shells came very
close but no one in our brigade was injured by them. One burst near some of our
boys and a ball struck Corporal J.O. Parker, passing through his pants and
inflicting a slight wound, slightly bruising his leg.
After dark, we were ordered back to the graveyard, as we
supposed, for the night. But we did not remain long, being soon ordered to fall
in and move out upon the street. We supposed we were to go on picket but I
think it was only a feint. The Pioneers were ordered to the front to throw up
earthworks and place obstructions in the streets. This was done to make a show
of resistance and to give us as much time as possible to skedaddle.
Here we remained until about 1 o’clock Tuesday morning,
sleeping on our arms. We were then ordered on picket about one and a half or
two miles to the left of the town, which was the most exposed position we had
during the whole siege. Part of our line was only about 40 yards from the Rebel
line. We were ordered to keep a sharp lookout and if attacked to rally to the
point attacked and make the strongest possible resistance.
“A little after dark we started out on picket and after marching about two miles we came to the outside picket line, which was the most dangerous duty we performed. The men lay flat upon the ground hiding behind anything we could find. If you raised your head a foot above the ground, whack went a ball past your head.” ~Corporal Peter M. Cook, Co. C, 126th Pennsylvania
Companies A, B, C, D, and E (the right wing) were on the line
while the left [wing] formed the reserve. But fortunately, the Rebels did not
discover our movements, the night being dark and wet and although not relieved
until the break of day, we succeeded in crossing the river in safety. Our
regiment was the last to cross except one company of the 91st
Pennsylvania who relieved us and followed close after intending to act as
skirmishers. So you see we were not only in the charge but covered the retreat
of the whole force, more honor than we expected and I think something new for a
new regiment. But I suppose it was granted as a special favor to the “nine-month
pets.”
Although our position was not a very enviable or pleasant one
whilst in town, yet the thought of turning our backs on a place to occupy which
had cost the lives of so many brave boys and without accomplishing anything was
truly humiliating. But under the circumstances I suppose it was the best thing
that could be done and call it a defeat or what you may, I think we should not
feel disposed to “give up the ship” but should “pick our flints and try it
again.”
The loss of our regiment in the fight was about 100 in
killed, wounded, and missing. [Officially listed as 27 killed, 50 wounded, and
3 missing, total 80] The casualties in Co. C were two killed and four wounded;
we had two men missing when we came to camp but they have since been accounted
for, one having been sent the hospital sick while the other (G.W. Hendricks)
was taken prisoner and paroled. He is now at Annapolis.
General Humphrey reviewed our brigade on New Years’ Day. He complimented the men on their bravery at Fredericksburg and wished them a happy new year. He invited the commissioned officers to call on him in the afternoon when I presume something not included in soldiers’ rations was served up. As I did not have the all-important badge of shoulder straps, I excused myself as best I could and took coffee instead with Mess No. 1. We have been receiving some boxes from home since the holidays. There is an arrangement now made by which we can get all goods expressed to us. Our long-looked-for Testaments have at length come to hand- they are very nice.
Sources:
Letter from Private J. Archibald McCullough, Co. C, 126th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry, Mercersburg Journal (Pennsylvania), January 23, 1863, pg. 1
Letter from Corporal Peter McC. Cook, Co. C, 126th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry, Mercersburg Journal (Pennsylvania), January 16, 1863, pg. 1
Rowe, David
Watson. A Sketch of the 126th Regiment, Pennsylvania Volunteers.
Chambersburg: Cook and Hays, 1869, pgs. 15-16




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