1861First Advance“Contrabands,”
their Hopes and TreatmentUnion
Ranks Filling UpPromotionForaging
and its ObstaclesScouting
and its AimSenator
Harris visits the CommandBall’s
Bluff.
Recruiting ServiceInteresting
IncidentsCamp Palmer
“Contrabands”
at WorkDrilling near Arlington HeightsColonel
George D. BayardFight
at Drainesville.
October 15, 1861The Harris
Light broke camp at eight o’clock, A. M., and
marched proudly through Washington, crossed the famous
Long Bridge over the Potomac, and moved forward to
Munson’s Hill, in full view of our infantry
outposts, where we established a new camp, calling
it “Advance.” For the first time our
horses remained saddled through the night, and the
men slept on their arms. To us this was a new
and exciting phase of life.
Since our retreat from Bull Run, the
Rebel army has made itself formidable on this line,
and though no active movements have been attempted
on Washington, we are, nevertheless, apprehensive of
such a measure on their part. Hence our picket
lines are doubly strong and vigilant, while every
means is resorted to to ascertain the position, strength,
and intention of our wily foe.
Frequently “contrabands”
feel their way through the enemy’s pickets under
cover of the night, and through the tangled brushwood
which abounds, and reach our lines safely. From
them we gain much valuable information of the state
of things in “Dixie.” Some of them,
we learn, were employed by Rebel leaders in constructing
forts and earthworks, and in various ways were made
to contribute muscle to the Southern Confederacy.
They have strange and exciting stories to tell us,
and yet it seems as though they might be of great
service to us, if we saw fit to employ them, as guides
in our movements. Their heart is with us in this
conflict. They hail us as friends, and entertain
wild notions about a jubilee of liberty, for which
they are ever praying and singing, and look upon us
as their deliverers. How they have formed such
opinions is somewhat difficult to conjecture, especially
when we consider the anomalous treatment they have
received from our hands. The authorities have
seemed to be puzzled with regard to them; and there
are cases where they have even been returned to their
former owners. And yet there seems to be an instinctive
prophecy in their natures, which leads them to look
to Northmen for freedom. Their presence in our
camps becomes a sort of inspiration to most of us,
and we only wish that their prayers may be answered,
and that every chain of servitude may be broken.
This sentiment at times breaks out in such as the
following poetic strain:
“In the beauty of the
lily Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
that transfigures you and me
As He died to make men holy,
let us die to make them free.”
And as slavery was the cause, and
not, as some say, the pretext, of the war, if the
Union arms succeed, this “irrepressible conflict”
and villanous wrong must come to an end.
Our confidence in the ultimate success
of our arms is daily increasing. Since the first
of August our ranks have been wonderfully swelled;
and now regiment after regiment, battery after battery,
is pouring in from the North, filling the camps of
instruction, and manning the fortifications around
Washington. Meanwhile, earthworks are being constructed
on all the high hills and commanding positions; strong
abatis are made of the forest-trees, and every thing
done that can give the city an air of security, and
the country round about the appearance of a bristling
porcupine. Should this influx of troops continue,
we shall be compelled to advance our lines for very
room on which to station them. We have some intimations
that our advance to this point to-day is preparatory
to such a movement.
The day following our advance I was
promoted to the rank of corporal, on the recommendation
of Captain Buel, my appointment to date from the fifteenth.
On the sixteenth our lines were advanced to Vienna,
a station on the Leesburg Railroad, and on the seventeenth
as far as Fairfax Court House, the Confederates falling
back toward Centreville and Manassas without offering
the least resistance.
FORAGING AND SCOUTING.
We are spending our time mostly in
foraging, scouting, and patrolling. In consequence
of imperfect transportation, the cavalry especially
is compelled to seek its own forage, with which, however,
the country abounds. Corn is found in “right
smart heaps,” as the natives say, either in
the fields or barns, and hayricks dot the country on
every side. But there is a certain degree of
scrupulousness on the part of some of our commanders
with regard to appropriating the produce of the “sacred
soil” to our own use, which greatly embarrasses
our foraging expeditions, and exasperates not a little
those of us who are needy of the things we are at
times ordered not to take. It is no uncommon thing
to find one of our men stationed as safeguard over
the property of a most bitter Rebel property
which, in our judgment, ought to be confiscated to
the use of the Union, or utterly destroyed. We
do not believe in handling Rebels with kid gloves,
and especially when we know that the very men whom
we protect are constantly giving information to the
enemy of all our movements, and using their property
whenever they can to aid and comfort the cause of
treason. We are too forcibly reminded of the
fable we used to read in our schoolboy days, of the
Farmer and the Viper. We are only warming into
new life and strength this virus of Rebellion, to
have it recoil upon ourselves. We hope our authorities
will soon discover their error, and change their tactics.
Our scouting is on a limited scale,
though it affords considerable exercise and excitement.
Thereby we are learning the topography of the country,
and making small maps of the same. We are traversing
the forests, through the wood-roads and by-paths which
run in every direction; strolling by the streams and
ravines, and gaining all the information which can
be of use to us in future manoeuvrings. We scout
in small squads over the entire area occupied by our
forces, and often beyond; and, now and then, more
frequently in the night, we patrol between our picket
posts, to ascertain that all is well at the points
most exposed to danger. The principal object of
scouting is to learn the strength and position of
the enemy, while the object of patrolling is to learn
our own.
October 20To-day
the regiment was honored by a visit from its patron,
Senator Ira Harris. After witnessing a mounted
drill and parade, which pleased him much, he presented
us a beautiful stand of colors, accompanied by an
appropriate and eloquent address. He made especial
reference to the object of the organization, the hopes
of its friends, and their earnest prayers for its
future usefulness and success. He dwelt enthusiastically
upon the work before us. At the close of the
speech the command responded with a rousing round of
cheers, expressive of their thankfulness for the banner
and of their determination to keep it, to stand by
it, and to defend it even with their lives. The
occasion was one to be remembered.
BALL’S BLUFF.
Another great pall of sadness has
fallen upon our soldiers. The papers bring intelligence
of our terrible disaster at Ball’s Bluff, and
the promising Colonel E. D. Baker has fallen, while
gallantly leading his noble Californians. Discussions
as to the cause or causes of that fatal advance and
bloody retreat are going on throughout our camps.
It does seem to many as though gross incompetency
or treachery must have influenced the authorities
having immediate oversight of the affair, and that
our fallen braves have been needlessly immolated upon
their country’s altar.
“Big Bethel, Bull Run,
and Ball’s Bluff,
Oh, alliteration
of blunders!
Of blunders more than enough,
In a time full
of blunders and wonders.”
But the boys are enthusiastic over
the bravery of our nineteen hundred, who fought against
a force more than twice their number, with all the
advantage of position and knowledge of the country.
All our battles have proven that our men can fight,
and, though Providence seems to have been against
us thus far, for reasons most inscrutable, we will
not waver in our determination to dare or die in the
contest. Our chief difficulties are not in the
rank and file of the army, but in the general management
of the forces, and we trust that ere long right men
will be found to take the places of incompetent ones.
RECRUITING SERVICE.
October 28To-day
I was detailed by Colonel Davies to proceed to New
York with Lieutenant Morton, on recruiting service.
We went on to Newburgh, near the lieutenant’s
native home, where we spent a few days together, but
on the first of November I was ordered to Troy, to
act independently. I spent several weeks in this
peculiar work, and with good success.
Though recruiting offices could be
found on all the principal streets of our cities and
villages, yet a good business was done by them all,
such was the enthusiasm which prevailed among the people.
War-meetings were frequently held, and addressed by
our best orators. The press, with few exceptions,
poured forth its eloquent appeals to the strong-bodied
men of the country to range themselves on the side
of right against wrong. Violence would be done
to truth did we not mention, also, that the pulpits
of the land were potent helpers in this work, by their
religious patriotism and persistent efforts to keep
the great issue distinctly before the people.
Thus the mind and heart of the North were kept alive
to the great problem of the nation’s existence,
and men were rallying to our standard. It was
no uncommon thing to receive applications to enter
our lists from young men or boys too young and slender
to be admitted, who left our offices in tears of disappointment,
unless we could find for them a position as drummers
and buglers.
A single instance of enlistment under
my observation might be mentioned, as it gives a specimen
of the manner in which our work went on. Having
taken passage on the cars one day from one point of
my labors to another, I fell in with a young man who
was on his way to college, where he expected to be
matriculated the following day. His valise was
full of books and other students’ requisites,
and his heart full of literary ambition. Attracted
to me by my uniform, he soon learned my business,
and, after a few moments of pensiveness, to my surprise,
he told me to inscribe his name among my recruits.
Then turning to a friend on board the car, he said,
“Take this trunk to my home, and tell my mother
I have enlisted in a cavalry regiment.”
December 4To-day
I returned from recruiting service, bringing with
me our enlisted men who had not been sent previously
to the regiment. I found the Harris Light occupying
Camp Palmer, on Arlington Heights, the confiscated
property of the Rebel General Robert E. Lee. On
arriving in camp I found that the papers from Washington
contained a letter of Secretary Seward, directing
General McClellan not to return to their former owners
contrabands in our lines. This order, when fully
understood by our colored friends, will undoubtedly
increase their exit “from Egypt,” as many
of them style their escape from bondage. The
government will probably adopt measures to give these
fugitives systematic assistance and labor, that they
may be of use to us. Already I find that a goodly
number of our officers have adopted them for cooks
and hostlers, in which positions they certainly excel;
and there is no good reason why we may not employ
them as teamsters on our trains and helpers in our
trenches. They are generally very powerful, and
show signs of great endurance. Nor do we find
them unwilling to labor, as we have been so often
told they were. However, we do not wonder much
that they have acquired the “reputation”
of being lazy, for what but a thing or an animal could
take pleasure in unrequited toil? Now they have
a personal interest, and take a peculiar delight in
what they do for us. Their great willingness
and ability to work for Uncle Sam or any of his boys,
would indicate that they will become eminently useful
in the service of their country.
From Camp Palmer the regiment had
gone out to drill for some time; and here we continued
through the month, generally occupying the large plain
which lies between the Arlington House and the Potomac,
and in full view of Washington. On this field
Kilpatrick, Davies, Duffie, and others, began to develop
their soldierly qualities, infusing them into their
commands, and imparting that knowledge of cavalry tactics
which would prepare us for the stern duties of war.
We have recently been greatly encouraged by the movements
of Colonel George Dashiel Bayard, of the First Pennsylvania
Cavalry, who, on the 27th of November, while on a
scout on the road to Leesburg, Loudon county, met a
band of the Chivalry near Drainesville, with whom
he had a spirited skirmish. The whole affair
would indicate that Colonel Bayard is destined to be
no mean cavalry leader. Cavalry regiments from
most of the loyal States have been organized, and
are now in camps of instruction. Occasionally
they go out scouting, picketing, etc., and are
thus preparing for the coming campaigns.
December 20To-day
a brigade of Pennsylvanians, including two squadrons
of Colonel Bayard’s cavalry regiment, the whole
force under command of General E. O. C. Ord, while
foraging in the vicinity of Drainesville, were attacked
by a Rebel force nearly equal in numbers, with General
J. E. B. Stuart commanding in person. A lively
contest followed, in which the Rebels were thoroughly
beaten and driven from the field, losing, according
to their own accounts, about two hundred and fifty
in killed, wounded, and captured. They left twenty-five
dead horses on the field, with the debris of two caissons,
disabled and exploded by the well-directed fire of
Easton’s battery, which accompanied the expedition.
The Rebels, who had undoubtedly come out for the purpose
of forage as well as ourselves, having a long wagon
train, retreated toward Fairfax Court House, with
their wagons laden with their wounded. Our loss
includes only nine killed and sixty wounded.
Unimportant as this victory might seem, it caused an
immense rejoicing in the Union ranks. It was
a fitting answer to the calumny heaped upon us from
both North and South, that our soldiers could not fight,
and were no match for their boastful enemy.