Surgeon Gammage's True and Faithful Record of Kirby Smith's Kentucky Campaign

Cavalry guidon belonging to the 11th Texas (Dismounted) Cavalry which served in Churchill's Division during Kirby Smith's 1862 campaign in Kentucky. 


“General E. Kirby Smith’s Campaign in Kentucky”

By Surgeon Washington Lafayette Gammage, 4th Arkansas Infantry

“We give all our available space this morning to the publication of any elaborate and interesting history of the late campaign of the army under General E. Kirby Smith into Kentucky. The writer endeavors, without doing injustice to others, to separate the chain of events which marked the track of this expedition from the more stupendous campaign into which it was subsequently merged. In this we are not sure but that the writer has performed an act of simple justice which the impartial mind will unhesitatingly approve. The brilliant and bold expedition which General Smith led through the long, narrow, and difficult mountain passes that separate east Tennessee and Kentucky is excelled by no campaign of the kind, either viewed in its plan, execution, or results.”

“There is one standpoint from which the view of General Smith’s Kentucky campaign is most thrillingly gratifying and especially so to Tennesseans. It lies in the fact that the blood of the daring Zollicoffer was avenged not far from the field of his disaster. He and his brave soldiers who fell at Fishing Creek were vindicated at the Battle of Richmond and their blood was nobly avenged. Crittenden’s defeat in the first campaign into Kentucky inaugurated a sad series of reverses to our arms in the west. The triumphs of the second campaign, while they fully atone for the misfortune of the first, will, by the help of God, introduce yet bigger successes this winter of our armies in the west.”

“Kirby Smith is one of the successful generals of the Confederacy. And another fact, which the history of this war has made almost without exception, that invariable accompaniment if not the explanation of the fact first mentioned. Kirby Smith is a Christian general. He is a devout believer in Christ Jesus our Lord. He is a faithful communicant of the Protestant Episcopal Church and an earnest man of prayer. He is one of our leaders who brings more than his own brave heart and wisdom to the republic’s cause. He brings Heaven’s help. Health and long life to Lieutenant General Smith.” W.T. Helms, editor, Winchester Daily Bulletin

 

Major General Edmund Kirby Smith, commanding the Department of East Tennessee

Camp near Chattanooga, Tennessee

November 20, 1862

Editor Bulletin,

          Having never seen up to this date a faithful and just history of the recent campaign of the Confederate army under General E. Kirby Smith into Kentucky and being aware of the many diversified opinions as to the results of that campaign, I have determined to give the public through the medium of your journal the facts as they came under my observation.

          About the 7th day of August last, General John P. McCown, under the orders of General E. Kirby Smith, moved his division, the Second, from Loudon to Knoxville in east Tennessee. It was commanded by Brigadier General Thomas J. Churchill which was composed of the Arkansas brigade under then Colonel Evander McNair and a Texas brigade commanded by Colonel McCray. From here we moved by rapid marches up to about one half mile below Rogers’ Gap in the Cumberland Mountains. The wagons trains and artillery were sent back to cross the mountains through Big Creek Gap.

The division started at 9 o’clock in the night to cross the mountains at Rogers’ Gap, carrying with us four days’ rations. At the end of 24 hours, we had made a march of 32 miles over the roughest and hilliest road your correspondent ever remembers to have traveled. I had almost forgot to say that General Cleburne’s division joined is just at the lower Gap and was ordered through with the trains and artillery. [Editor: General Henry Heth’s division marched through with the trains and artillery, not Cleburne’s.]

From this time on we made forced marches until we reached Barboursville at which place we arrived about 3 p.m. the next day, though too late to catch the enemy’s train which had only been gone about two hours and from some unaccountable cause the whole train was allowed to escape. Barboursville is on the main thoroughfare by which the Federals received their supplies at the Gap by way of Lexington. Here we found some valuable and much needed hospital and commissary stores. Unfortunately, we found neither flour nor bacon, both of which we needed very much as the four days’ rations were about out and our troops were living on green corn with a scanty supply of green beef without salt. We also captured about 100 wagons and 500 horses and mules which had been left behind when our friends the Feds concluded to get away in a hurry.

We scarcely halted here long enough to get water but pushed on to the Cumberland Ford, General Cleburne’s division having reached the town just as we passed through. At the Ford for a few days rest, the first we had had since we started from Loudon; this somewhat recuperated our bare-footed and leg-wearied soldiers though the fare we were getting was poorly calculated to strengthen or encourage our little army for it consisted of roasting ears and a very small supply of very poor beef without bread or salt.

At this point, General McCown, to the great regret of our army, left us for Knoxville. About the time we got into Barboursville, Colonel John Scott of Louisiana with his cavalry composed of his old Louisiana regiment and Colonel Starnes’ Tennessee cavalry (about 900 strong altogether) marched into London, [Kentucky], drove the Federals out, capturing and burning their wagons, and taking 60-70 men prisoners. From this point we marched on to Big Hill, attacked and routed Metcalfe’s cavalry and about 500 infantrymen, and drive them back towards Richmond.

We followed as rapidly as it was possible for foot soldiers to march and on the night of the 29th of August we encamped at the foot of Big Hill in striking distance of the enemy with whose advance our cavalry had a light skirmish just about sunset. The next morning our column moved forward with General Cleburne’s division in the advance. About 9 a.m. the ball opened. Captain James P. Douglas of Tyler, Texas and Captain Martin from Florida took position with their batteries and opened upon the enemy whose cannons returned our fire with spirit and with a good deal of effect. In less than a half hour from the first firing, Captain Martin was wounded and removed from the field. Captain Douglas assumed command of both batteries, leaving First Lieutenant Boren in charge of his own battery. Boren and Bob Waters were killed by a cannon ball.

General Patrick R. Cleburne

General Cleburne’s division advanced and attacked the enemy on the right whilst Colonel McCray with his Texas brigade engaged them on the left. General Cleburne was wounded in the face by Federal sharpshooters before his division engaged the enemy and General Preston Smith took command of the division. With the assistance of our cannons (the gallant Captain Humphries having brought up his Arkansas battery and participated in the fight) drove the enemy from their position with great slaughter. It was during this part of the engagement that Colonel Fitzgerald of the 154th Tennessee was killed. In this first fight, Texas lost three as brave boys as have ever been sacrificed on the altar of our common country. I mean Lieutenant Boren, Bob Waters, and Jim McCoy, the latter of whom was mortally wounded. All of them were from Good’s old battery and had enlisted in the service early after the war began.

The Federals having been repulsed and driven in confusion from this part of the field might have retreated without risking another passage at arms but for one of those singular mistakes which sometimes occurs. General Smith having ordered the cavalry to go around to the north of Richmond and attempt to cut off the retreat of the enemy. Our gallant cavalry leader withdrew his troops; about the same time our artillery ceased firing and the enemy, thinking our army was preparing for a retreat, had the foolhardiness to attempt a charge upon the Texas boys under McCray who, to the great astonishment of the enemy, instead of running away met them on the halfway ground and in a little while had the tables completely turned.

The Federals broke and in the wildest confusion and disorder ran for life, leaving knapsacks, swords, pistols, hats, and canteens enough scattered along the route they traveled even if their dead and dying had not too plainly showed the way. 400 prisoners and several cannons were captured in this part of the engagement.

The enemy met reinforcements near Richmond and formed for battle again when Colonel McNair with his brigade attacked them and pursued them into the edge of Richmond. In fact, the 4th Arkansas and 1st Arkansas [Mounted Rifles] commanded by Lieutenant Colonels Bunn and Reynolds would have pursued them through the town but for the peremptory orders of Colonel McNair who said that a white flag had been raised and hostilities must cease as the enemy had proposed to surrender. This last brigade captured over 600 prisoners and probably killed and wounded as many more. By this time the shades of night began to close in upon the two contending parties or doubtless the whole force of the enemy would have been captured. As it was, Colonel Scott, who passed around the north of Richmond on the early part of the engagement captured over 4,000 of them and brought them back into Richmond the next morning about 9 o’clock, thus completing one of the most extraordinary and glorious victories in the history of modern warfare. At night, we camped in the edge of Richmond having marched 14 miles, fought three battles, and finally destroyed an army of over 12,000 of the enemy. [Editor: The Federal army at Richmond numbered roughly 7,000 officers and men, the vast majority of which were killed, captured, or wounded.]

The actual fruits of this victory may be summed up in a few words. We lost only 84 killed on the field and 365 wounded. We killed 402 men dead on the field, wounded over 1,500, captured 5,200 along with 9 cannons, about 15,000 stands of arms, over 100 wagons and their teams, together with about $7 million worth of quartermaster, commissary, ordnance, and hospital stores. But the remote and probably advantages of the battle were far greater for we broke the chains of despotism which bound Kentucky and her people to a hated and tyrannous union. We drove the enemy almost out of the state and unlocked the gates of a more than golden treasury to our people when we consider the immense granaries, the thousands of fat bullocks, horses, the great abundance of meat and bread and clothing that has flowed into the South since then. And last but not least the universal gladness which filled every Southern heart when the telegraphic wires carried as if upon the wings of the wind the glorious news that “Kentucky was at last about to be free!”

Brigadier General Evander McNair


Where every soldier did his duty, it would seem unfair to make distinctions but there is one commander whose gallant conduct upon this occasion is sufficiently attested by the fact that he has since been made a brigadier general for “gallantry and bravery upon the battlefield of Richmond, Kentucky.” I allude to General Evander McNair, commander of the Arkansas brigade of General McCown’s division of the army of East Tennessee. We remained at Richmond one day for the purpose of exchanging our old guns for new one, getting the wounded of both armies into hospitals, burying the dead, and gathering together the public property captured from the enemy.

On the 1st day of September we took up the line of march for Lexington. When we reached the Kentucky River, we found encamped on the opposite bank the 94th Ohio regiment. Captain Douglass and Captain Humphreys took two cannons each and began to play upon them when they skedaddled in the most approved fashion, leaving their blankets, knapsacks, and some half dozen killed and wounded behind them. Amongst other things was a nice warm breakfast prepared at a good Union house for the special comfort of their officers. You may rest assured it didn’t spoil for want of somebody to eat it up as some of us hungry fellows could testify if we were put into the witness box.

We pursued them for 8 miles but we never got in musket range of their column. About 70 of their stragglers fell into our hands. At night we camped within 8 miles of Lexington. Here, General Smith, hearing that the enemy had evacuated the city, sent in a flag of truce demanding the surrender of the place which was readily agreed to. On the next day, the 1st Arkansas regiment of dismounted riflemen under Lieutenant Colonel Reynolds was sent in to guard the city.

On the morning of the 4th of September, our whole army consisting of Churchill’s division, Cleburne’s division, and Heth’s division, all under the command of General Kirby Smith, marched through the city amidst the hearty and generous welcome of thousands of men, women, and children. Our entrance into and march through the city was a perfect ovation- streets, windows, and gardens were filled with ladies and little girls with streamers of red and blue ribbons and flags with stars, beautiful women seizing the hard brown hands of our rough and ragged soldiers and with tears and smiles thanked them again and again for coming into Kentucky and freeing them from the presence and insults of the hated and insolent Yankees.

For hours, the enthusiasm of the people was unbounded. At every corner of the streets lay baskets of provisions and buckets of water which were placed for the refreshment of our weary soldiers and hundreds of our men were presented with shoes, hats, coats, and tobacco from the grateful people. Private residences were turned for the time into public houses of entertainment, free to all who could be persuaded to go and eat.

But if the reception of the infantry was enthusiastic, the tears, smiles, shouts, and cheers of wild delight which greeted General John Morgan’s cavalry as they came dashing through the streets amidst clouds of dust was without a parallel. The wildest joy ruled the hours- the bells of the city peeled forth their joyous welcome whilst the waving of thousands of white handkerchiefs and tiny Confederate flags attested to the gladness and joy of every heart. Such a scene! I shall never look upon its like again! At Lexington we found over $150,000 worth of the finest hospital property besides as much more in medicines. The entire value of the public property captured at this place of every kind was estimated at $7 million.

We rested at Lexington only one day when we pushed on to Cynthiana, thence on to Williamstown, Crittenden, Walton, and finally made a halt at the Five Mile House in front of Covington in the very face of the enemy. Long lines of bluecoats with their bright new guns and flashing sabers could be seen marching backwards and forwards in front of their rifle pits. After menacing them for three days, we, in imitation of the Arabs of old, “folded our tents and silently stole away.”



This retreat, if such it might be called, was continued with only the loss of a few stragglers until we reached Walton where we encamped for three days. While we were here resting, General Churchill ordered Lieutenant Colonel Bunn to move his 4th Arkansas and two cannons from Captain Humphrey’s battery down to Hamilton, a landing on the Ohio River about 22 miles below Covington, for the purpose of intercepting a small gunboat which it was known was to be at that point about that hour, acting as convoy for the mail packet from Louisville.

Lieutenant Colonel Bunn reached the landing at about 2:30 a.m. after a march of 13 miles, getting there about 30 minutes too late as the boat got wind of the intended surprise just in time to save itself. I have alluded to this incident for the purpose of showing what energy and zeal characterized the troops which the Confederacy sent into Kentucky. This handful of men made of march of 30 miles in 22 hours, went to the banks of the Ohio River, and safely returned to their command, though at any time they were liable to be surrounded by the enemy and captured. They were at one time within a mile and a half of a large picket guard of the enemy.

From Walton, our forces moved to War Eagle Creek, thence to Georgetown and from there passed on in double quick to Mount Sterling, a distance of 33 miles with the expectation of meeting [the Federal] General George Morgan in his retreat from Cumberland Gap, but this wily general turned up into the mountains through a more northerly route. Hence, we were ordered back to Georgetown. Here we got two days rest again. From this latter place we marched to Frankfort.

General Bragg and staff having joined us at this city, we only tarried long enough to inaugurate the Provisional Governor of Kentucky, Mr. Hawes, when we were ordered to Versailles and thence to Salvisa south of the Kentucky River. One more day for rest and then we marched back to Versailles. Here it was announced that the enemy had penetrated as far as Lawrenceburg, 28 miles below Frankfort, and General Smith’s army was ordered to march down and join General Withers’ division for the purposes of bringing on a fight. General Heth’s division with all our artillery went to Lawrenceburg direct.

McNair’s and McCray’s brigades, under General Churchill, marched through a wild and rocky country along the bed of a dry creek with here and there a blind mountain path to guide the soldiers. We were without wagons, artillery, or ambulances. At 11 o’clock we camped in sight of the fires of General Withers’ division. At 2 o’clock we were in line of battle, expecting every moment to hear the music, but we tramped 8 weary miles before the roar of the cannons announced to our expectant troops that the fun was at hand.

Brigadier General Thomas J. Churchill

The cannonading continued about two hours and ceased. When we reached the scene of action, we learned to our great disappointment that the game had slipped through our hands, leaving only a beggarly account of 700-800 prisoners and 13 loaded wagons to pay us for two days marching and two nights bivouacking on the hard ground without blankets and almost without food. Sad and weary we turned our faces towards the starting point and at nightfall we were greeted by the pleasant sight of our canvas-covered wagons. Here, however, we were only allowed a few short hours to rest for ere the morning’s light had come to dispel the darkness, we were en route to join General Bragg’s army which had just fought the Battle of Perryville and was then at Harrodsburg.

The Battle of Perryville was, even according to Northern accounts, a decided victory, but all must feel and think that much of the fruits of victory were lost by not maintaining our ground and renewing the engagement on the next day. Of the battle I know but little. Great personal courage and gallant fighting, such as has not been excelled by any troops during the war, is universally accorded to the Confederate troops in this fight.

General McCown assumed command of our division and when our forces joined General Bragg at Harrodsburg, we were ordered to march four miles to the southwest of the town and take position in line of battle, expecting to meet the enemy the next morning. We arose about daybreak the next day from our fitful and uneasy slumbers, cold, wet, hungry, and worn out from the past week’s hard marching and to our great sorrow and disappointment, we were ordered to take up the line of march to Lancaster. Here was the first dawning upon our minds of that terrible truth that we were beginning to evacuate Kentucky.

Sad, weary, and gloomily we turned our faces southward- no cheerful smile greeted the passerby as he rode along the silent lines of infantry- no quick retort nor spirited joke greeted the country citizen as he sat listless and idle watching in sadness the long columns of glittering bayonets as they filed down the road which led the Southern army eastward. Alas, this was a sad day for the army of brave hearts who, bare-footed, ragged, and half-starved, had marched day and night with blistered feet, without blankets or tents, to free Kentucky from the clutches of the enemy.

It was an unhappy day for the noble and patriotic men Kentucky men and women who had, in the fullness of their hearts, “flung out their banners upon the outer wall” at our coming. But it was a thousand times sadder for the South when a brave and victorious army, flushed with unparalleled success and justly esteemed the “Flower of the Southern Troops” was called upon to give up all the hard-earned fruits of their past two months work and hurry precipitately out of a country which abounded in every comfort and article of necessity that our people needed so much.

In reviewing this campaign, the question naturally suggests itself: if the force sent into Kentucky was not sufficient to sustain itself, why was it not reinforced in time? It will be answered that the forces of Generals [Sterling] Price and Breckinridge were expected there in time to assist in keeping the Federals out, but by unexpected reverses were detained until it was too late. But it might be asked, why were these contingencies not provided against? If the Confederacy could not spare the troops, would it not have been better to have kept General Bragg back in Tennessee with his force and let General Smith return from Lexington? These are grave questions which better military men than I have failed to answer satisfactorily and I shall not attempt it. If General Bragg had been strong enough to successfully meet the troops under Buell before he reached Louisville, all would have been well. As it was, we were compelled to yield to a great and unavoidable “military necessity” and evacuate the country.

In this evacuation, it was highly necessary and important that we should bring away all of our valuable property captured from the enemy and keep the Gap out of their possession, which we did. Our retreat was continued from Harrodsburg, day after day, until our entire force got to Cumberland Gap where the army was shipped to different points in east Tennessee. General Smith was entrusted with the very important and responsible task of covering the retreat and securing the safe passage of our immense train laden with public property of great value out of Kentucky, which he succeeded in doing in a manner that stamps him as a great and successful soldier.

In the history of this expedition, I have endeavored to comment as little as possible upon the movements of General Bragg and the troops under his command, but as far as General Smith and his command are concerned, I claim to have given in this short sketch a true and faithful record. And in future years, when the history of this war comes to be written, it will be acknowledged that General Smith’s campaign into Kentucky was one of the most brilliant and successful military expeditions that the world ever saw.

From the time that we started from Loudon, Tennessee on the 7th day of August until our return back to Cumberland Gap on the 22nd day of October, a period of 76 days, we marched 994 miles, making an average march of 13-1/2 miles per day. We captured 900 wagons besides a number of others which were burnt. We captured over 9,000 horses and mules; public property of over $15 million in value at Northern prices. We fought one large battle and over a dozen smaller ones, killing, wounding, and capturing at least 12,000 of the enemy. We brought away nearly 400,000 yards of jeans to clothe our soldiers and what is, perhaps, better than all: this campaign did not cost the Confederacy over 1,200 soldiers in killed, wounded, and prisoners.

W.L.G. [Surgeon Washington L. Gammage]

Source:

“General E. Kirby Smith’s Campaign in Kentucky,” by Surgeon Washington Lafayette Gammage, 4th Arkansas Infantry, later Medical Director, McNair’s Brigade, Churchill’s/McCown's Division, Winchester Daily Bulletin (Tennessee), December 2, 1862, pgs. 1-2

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