A Summer Sojourn in Mississippi: Taking Jackson with the 45th Pennsylvania
By the end
of the Civil War, the 45th Pennsylvania could point to a war record
that marked them as one of the most traveled regiments in the U.S. Army.
Organized at Camp Curtin near Harrisburg in October 1861, the regiment was
assigned to first to duty on the South Carolina coast, fighting at James Island
and Secessionville in June 1862. Transported north to join General John Pope’s
Army of Virginia shortly thereafter, the regiment became part of the Army of
the Potomac and fought at both South Mountain and Antietam in September and later
at Fredericksburg in December.
The following spring, the 9th
Corps was dispatched to the western theater, first to Kentucky, and shortly
thereafter to the Mississippi River to support Grant’s campaign against
Vicksburg. Our correspondent, a soldier in Co. I labeling himself as “Young America,”
picks up the story in mid-June 1863 at Memphis, Tennessee as the Pennsylvanians
are about to depart for Vicksburg. This letter first appeared in the August 26,
1863, edition of the Wellsboro Agitator.
Following the regiment’s two month summer sojourn in Mississippi, it steamed back to Kentucky to take part in Burnside’s east Tennessee campaign before rejoining the Army of the Potomac in the spring of 1864 to take part in the Overland Campaign and siege of Petersburg.
Camp near
Milldale, Mississippi
August 3, 1863
Friend Agitator,
If in writing this letter I can give
your readers a tolerable idea of our Mississippi campaign and the country,
climate, etc. of this desolate portion of the Southern Confederacy by the
statement of plain, simple facts, my object shall have been accomplished.
The transport Sallie List, on
board of which my last was written, left Memphis at 5:30 a.m. on June 17, 1863.
Rumors from reliable sources were in circulation that the boats having on board
the remainder of our brigade had been fired into by guerillas on their passage
down the Mississippi. We, of course, had reason to expect no better treatment
from these sneaking bushwhackers who to this day swarm along the banks of that
river. A couple of gunboats accompanied us through the most dangerous places,
however, had the desired effect of scaring the cowards away and our journey
from Memphis to Young’s Point was performed peaceably and without incident. We
made the latter place at 9 a.m. on June 19.
After a couple hours of delay, we
entered the mouth of the Yazoo River and after about three hours ride on that
beautiful stream finally landed at Snyder’s Bluff at 3 p.m. The waters of the
Yazoo, unlike those of the Mississippi, are clear and transparent. Transports
are constantly hovering along the principal landings, unloading troops or
awaiting orders. I counted no less than 30. Snyder’s Bluff had been well-fortified
by the Rebels as the formidable works on the heights along with the immense,
numerous, and now dismantled guns bearing on the river amply testified to.
Working parties were busy fortifying the position, planting cannons on the
heights and digging rifle pits to protect the rear.
After marching four miles through a
scorching sun and over hills and gullies innumerable, we joined our brigade
with the remainder of the First and Second Divisions of our corps stationed
about 11 miles in rear of Vicksburg. We were attached to that part of the army
of Mississippi stationed to defend General Grant’s rear while the siege of
Vicksburg was in progress. Our time was taken principally in digging
breastworks, rifles pits, felling timber, and otherwise fortifying the
naturally strong position we occupied, always holding ourselves in readiness to
meet any attack which Johnston might attempt to make from the Big Black [River]
where he was said to be concentrating a large army for the relief of the
defeated and discomfited Pemberton.
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| It is perhaps ironic that the "defeated and discomfited Pemberton" mentioned by our Pennsylvania correspondent was a native Pennsylvanian! |
We found the climate so much warmer
than what we had been accustomed to that even moderate exercise in digging or
chopping became very laborious and we were glad when the order came to lay down
our picks and shovels and shoulder our muskets. Another mortifying difficulty
with which we have had to contend with is the scarcity of water in these parts.
The inhabitants derive their supply principally from cisterns which at best
furnish an inferior quantity of that necessary beverage and we are glad to go a
mile or two to get spring water which is better. The surface of the country for
miles around Vicksburg consists of a succession of gullies, hills, chasms,
etc., rendering the ground admirably fitted for defensive military operations.
Immense fields of corn are the only article
cultivated to any extent between the Yazoo and Big Black. Our army is making as
good use of it as possible, the stalks making good forage for horses and mules
while the green ears enter largely into the soldiers’ diet. Various kinds of
fruit grow in abundance such as plums, peaches, pears, apples, and berries. On
our arrival into the state, we found plenty of ripe blackberries and plums. The
season for them has passed, peaches, pears, apples, and green corn have taken
their places in the soldier’s mess. It is almost impossible to get ripe fruit
of any kind without going a great distance as the soldiers pick faster than
nature can ripen it. To use the language of a Southern lady who has the
misfortune of being in too close proximity to our camp- “We’ll have to wait
until the day after the war before we get another ripe peach.”
During the siege of Vicksburg,
cannonading and musketry could be constantly heard from our camp. So much has
been said about the place and its fortifications that I deem it superfluous for
me to say anything about them, though I had the good fortune of spending half a
day behind Grant’s inner line of fortifications, firing a few shots at what I
imagined to be a Rebel head projecting above the hostile pits, getting a peep
at the city situated about a mile and a half from Grant’s line. The
fortifications of the two armies were in places so near that the enemy often
effectually threw clubs into our fortifications while hand grenades were freely
used. Our sharpshooters fired constantly while the enemy kept remarkably
silent, reserving their ammunition for close work.
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| "Hand grenades were freely used." |
On the morning of the 4th of
July, the firing suddenly ceased. During the afternoon we received the long
expected and cheering intelligence that Vicksburg had surrendered
unconditionally to General Grant, thus adding new luster to that already
memorable day. Almost simultaneously with the reception of the new confirming
the fall of Vicksburg, we received marching orders. All, or nearly all, guessed
where we were going- in pursuit of Johnston.
General Sherman, commanding the
expedition, lost no time after the surrender of Vicksburg in pursuing Johnston
with the utmost vigor, but the wily Rebel was not long in receiving the ominous
intelligence and knowing that his crippled and demoralized army of 30,000 could
not stand before our victorious columns, immediately commenced his retreat from
the Big Black, making directly for Jackson which he had previously fortified to
fall back on.
On the 6th we arrived on
the western bank of the Big Black, a turbid, muddy stream about 30 yards wide.
Flowing from its banks in copious streams we found some excellent springs of
pure, clear water, the best yet found by us in the state. A few pickets yet
remained on the opposite bank, however, who skedaddled during the night. At 2
p.m. on July 7, bridges having been thrown across the river, we crossed and continued
our march until 9 p.m. then encamped for the night. We should doubtless have
marched much further than night had it not been for a terrific thunderstorm
which not only completely drenched us to the skin, but the darkness, only
broken by the lurid lightning, became so great that it was impossible to
proceed further. During the storm, several soldiers were struck by lightning
and killed.
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| Major General William T. Sherman |
Next day, our march was resumed and
continued with all possible vigor until Friday at 4 p.m. when we came upon the
enemy near the State Lunatic Asylum, one and a half miles from the city of
Jackson. At 4:30 p.m. on July 10, our regiment was deployed as skirmishers and
ordered to advance, supported by our division commanded by General [Thomas] Welsh
in line of battle. [Welsh would die of disease contracted in this campaign
scarcely a month later.-Ed] Between us and the enemy’s line was the
railroad and one of those large fields of corn for which this part of the state
is celebrated. The line of the enemy, which proved to be cavalry, stood firm
until considering discretion the better part of valor and took to the woods nearby.
On we went after them through the woods expecting every
moment to run upon them. It was nearly dark and yet no enemy had been found to
dispute our progress when the right of our line came upon the enemy’s pickets. Having
discovered his position we were ordered to right wheel which brought us face to
face with the foe. At 10 p.m., we lay down on our arms and slept until morning
within about 100 yards of the enemy’s pickets.
Next morning at early dawn we were ordered to advance. We
were just ascending the brow of a hill when a volley of musketry and the
ominous sound of whistling bullets warned us to lay low. We returned the
compliment and firing soon became general along the lines. The enemy’s
skirmishers had the advantage of us being under cover of woods while we were
exposed in the open field. The weather being extremely hot, rendered our
position still more uncomfortable. After skirmishing until 11 a.m. and
expending all our ammunition while driving the enemy into his rifle pits, we
were relieved by the 36th Massachusetts. The great wonder among
others was how we had occupied so exposed a position and sustained no great
loss. Every man did his duty and among the killed are some of our best men.
“We drove them within three-fourths of a mile of Jackson when they having the advantage of the ground made a stand. Here, I am sorry to say, James Naval of Co. I was killed being shot through the neck. Edwin Carvey and Cornelius Saxbury bravely went to bring him off when Carvey was shot through the knee, but made out to crawl away. Captain William Chase of Co. I was struck on the shoulder with a ball which tore his sardine box all to pieces and bruised his shoulder. One or two men were sun struck and all were nearly famished and exhausted, having been in the hot sun so long. It nearly finished me. I have been quite sick since. Our regiment lost about 10-12 killed and wounded; the 2nd Michigan, on our left as skirmishers, lost about 70. The reason our loss was so light is our boys know how to skirmish.” ~ Lieutenant Colonel Francis M. Hill, 45th Pennsylvania
It seemingly not being the intention of our generals to bring
on a general engagement, none but skirmishers with proper support were thrown
forward. Firing with musketry and artillery on both sides was constant and
sometimes quite brisk. Several solid shots passed through the upper story of
the Asylum to the bewilderment and consternation of its numerous, unfortunate
inmates. On Sunday morning, we were relieved from duty at the immediate front
by the Second Division of our corps. Sunday afternoon was comparatively quiet.
On Monday morning the ball opened briskly on both sides and
continued throughout the day. At 1 p.m. on Tuesday, a heavy detail of our
regiment was sent to the front. For 24 hours we lay in reserve, the next 24
hours were spent in the rifle pits dug for the protection of our skirmishers,
our only duty being to hold our position while Sherman maneuvered around the
city should Johnston give him time. On Wednesday afternoon the Rebels sent over
a flag of truce asking for a cessation of hostilities for a few hours in order
to bury their dead. On Thursday another flag of truce came over- both were
accepted. The enemy made several desperate charges on our right and were
repulsed with great slaughter. Thursday morning, we were relieved and took no
further part in the conflict. Thursday afternoon was unusually still and Friday
morning all was quiet.
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| Brigadier General Thomas Welsh Former colonel of the 45th Pennsylvania Died of malarial fever August 14, 1863 at Cincinnati, O. |
News soon spread through camp that Jackson was evacuated; the
prey had flown. The Second Division of our corps under General [Robert Brown] Potter
was the first to enter the town. We took about 300 prisoners, some voluntarily
giving themselves up while many were found napping about the houses or in the
woods nearby. On being questioned, all agreed in saying that Johnston’s army
consists of about 30,000 men, mostly conscripts, but that he could not muster
more than 20,000 effective, reliable men. Our cavalry was sent in pursuit to
harass his rear and, if possible, completely rout him before he can make a
stand. He is by this time out of the state, leaving the great Mississippi
Valley clear of all the enemies of the U.S.
The fortifications around Jackson were formidable as far as they went, there being but one line and that immediately around the town. The houses are nearly all deserted except here and there by a faithful Negro. Many of the houses were ransacked by the soldiers and much property carried away or destroyed. Since then, the city has been nearly all destroyed and railroad communication all cut. After assisting in cutting the railroad, our corps being relieved from further duty in this department, was marched to our old camp at the rear of Vicksburg where we are awaiting transportation to convey us to our new field of action.
Sources:
Letter from Young America, Co. I, 45th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry, Wellsboro Agitator (Pennsylvania), August 26, 1863, pgs. 1-2
Letter from
Lieutenant Colonel Francis M. Hill, 45th Pennsylvania Volunteer
Infantry, Wellsboro Agitator (Pennsylvania), August 5, 1863, pg. 3





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