The following letter appeared
in the Nov. 13, 1863 issue of the Yorkville Enquirer. The letter was signed
J.D.M. (J.D. McConnell) and was not intended for publication but sent to
a friend who thought the letter worthy of publication and passed it on to
Make sure you scroll down for an account of how each man was
wounded and an excellent account of their fighting!
Near Chattanooga, Tenn, Oct 2-1863
Mortally wounded and left in the hands
of the enemy:
Lieutenant, thigh broken
H., Lieut., in knee
W.J., Private, in
D.W., Private, in
John, Private in
Neill, James A., Corporal,
H.H., in hand
W.A., Private, in
Martin, Private, in
M.B., Private, in
side, and a prisoner
S.P., Private, in
foot and a
Moore, J.B., Sergeant,
in breast mortally
U.J., through kidneys,
H., Corporal, thigh,
T.H., Private, thigh,
G.J., hip, mortally
R.L., hand slightly
C., arm severely
John, hand severely
I take up my pen this evening, my heart burdened with sorrow, to give you
the particulars of the battle of last night, in which our regiment was engaged.
Our Brigade, with two others Brigades of Gen. Hood's Division, were sent
over Lookout Mountain to intercept the large wagon trains of the enemy and
to cut them off. We crossed the mountain after dark, and marched down to
where Gen. Law's Brigade had a fight the day before. After passing Gen. Law's
pickets we crossed a creek and formed line of battle, threw out skirmishers,
and advanced for a mile and a half down the Railroad, when we came upon the
wagon trains and the pickets of the enemy, the latter of which were soon
driven back. Our regiment was ordered to get ready to charge. We could now
see the Yankees trying to "whip" their trains out of the way, hear them forming
their lines and bring the artillery into position. As soon as the regiment
on the left was formed, the command was given to "charge!" We raised the
"rebel yell" and charged forward in the face of a galling fire, passed the
wagon train, which was parked in an open field, and moved forward, without
halting, for three hundred yards, until we arrived at a gull, some two feet
in depth. Here we halted and opened fire, and waited until the 1st regiment
got on a line with us when we again moved forward until within a hundred
yards of the enemy. A terrible fire by overwhelming numbers was opened upon
us, until we were compelled to lie down flat on the ground. We returned the
fire and held the position for one hour, and until nearly all our men were
either killed or wounded, when we were ordered to fall back to the gully
mentioned above, where we remained until nearly the last cartridge was
My company fought until nearly all were killed or wounded, and when the order
came to retreat, the little squad of brave men now composing company E, moved
off in good order. I carried into the fight forty-one men, rank and file.
Our wounded had to be carried on litters on men's shoulders, some five miles,
so you can see why so many fell into the hands of the enemy.
I never saw Lieut. Crosby after he was wounded. I was in command
of the Company, and he was at his post on the left. He was wounded in the
charge from the gully to the place where we came upon the enemy. Lieutenant
Mullenax and Bradley Rawls went and offered to bring him
off, but the brave fellow said to them, ' go on, you are needed in front,
and my thigh is all broken to pieces---you can do me no good'. These
are the last words he spoke to any of the company.
Lieut. Mullenax was wounded on our advance line. He hobbled back to
the gully with his leg broken. When the regiment fell back to the
gully, and was known we would have to retreat, I went and told him I
would try and carry him off on my back. He was willing at first, but
he became apprehensive that we might both be killed, and he gold me
to leave hime to his fate. I could not help shedding tears when
Sergeant Collins was killed after we halted in the advance line.
He and Humphries were both killed near the same spot. Collins
was shot throught the body. He asked some of the boys to turn him
over on his face and let him die.
Minter was killed in the first part of the charge. He was shot through
the head--I did not see him killed--he was on the extreme left.
D.W. Crosby and John Poag were wounded on the advance line
and were not able to move.
W.J. Smith was wounded just as the charge stopped. He said he was
killed--to tell his father he died at his post like a man--to tell his mother
that he died like a christian. He crawled back to the bully and was living
when we left.
M.B. Pool was severely wounded, and when we fell back to the
gully I could not see him. I suppose he tried to make his way back. When
we retreated his brother, M.S. Pool could not leave until he
saw what had become of Miles; so I think he was taken prisioner.
S.P. Drum was hit in the foot with a spent ball, When we retreated,
I saw him start back. He was very lame and has not come up. I fear the Yankees
have got him.
Courtesy of Louise
Pettus, York County Genealogical & Historical Society, P.O. Box 3061CRS,
Rock Hill SC