William W. Stringfield’s Diary
July20 [1861] I was
this day mustered into the Volunteer service of the state of Tenn. for twelve months. This is quite an undertaking [but no
one is] more accustomed to hardship than I—but this is not the time—nor am I the man to flinch from duty, while
my country needs my help—in this or any other capacity I consider it the bounded duty of every man to stand by the late
decision of the ballot box—with [his] property—limb and even life if necessary. I was warmly and honestly in favor
of the maintenance of the Federal Union as long as there was the most remote hope of such an end but Lincolns Proclamation
of 15th of April last completely changed my feelings. I immediately changed my allegiance from the Federal to the Southern
Union. Our company this day was organized by electing Jas C. Bradford captain—T.D. Fox—lst Lt.—Joseph [H.]
Hynds, 2nd Lt. and Alex M. Goforth 3rd Lt. I ran for first Lt. but was defeated by Fox. Afterwards rec’d from Capt.
Bradford the appointment of 2nd Sergt. The company was organized at Mossy Creek and mustered in by Cot [James W.] Gillispie
after which the good citizens of that community gave us a good dinner in front of the [Joseph A.] Branner hotel. Jo Branners
wife [is] Miss Josephine Love of Waynesville NC a very superior as well as handsome woman. All the boys from around my home
at the Plains came up yesterday evening to [spend] one more night with our home folks before going into camps. I gave the
boys a good “snack” and fed all their horses for dinner—as they passed my home to day. We all started for
Knoxville at one o’clock—traveling the right hand road—fording Holston River & going by Flat Creek.
We arrived at K. at 4 pm. We did not get into camps till after dark. We all got wet—in the rain—coming down. We
left our camps at the fair grounds—all in confusion— pell mell. “Rough & tumble” with us this
evening. I anticipate rare times till we get used to things. We are to sleep on the soft side of the hard ground—without
straw.
July 22 This is a
hard day on us. Curtain—it commenced raining on us early and rained all night. My tent was ditched around but it leaked
some. Most of the boys tents leaked badly—They did not ditch around & woked up almost diluged. It is raining all
day We can’t cook. We went up to sister Jesse Kirkpatrick’s and got breakfast—dinner and supper at 3 pm.
July 23 As I am not going to make an every day business of keeping
this “diary” I will only try to write down such big events as I can and give vent to my feelings. When I get “too
full in influence” like the boy that eats the big dinner.
July 24 Our camps
are located in the old Fair grounds— near the Observatory. Our horses are hitched to stakes and fences. I am as much
concerned about my horse as of myself. I have a first rate little horse that I bought of Jno Smith and that suits me very
well. he was formerly owned by Miss Blanch Branner. I will ride him off to the war and back if our lives are spared and then
sister Mary can ride him about home.
July 25 Now for work.
20 of us under Lt. Hynds are ordered off to guard the wagons to Big Creek Gap in the Cumberland mts.
July 28 Our party
ret’d from mts yesterday evening, had a rough time— sunshine—dust—rain—mud. Our Lt. is fond
of whisky. We passed through two towns of Clinton and Jacksboro on the Sabbath. it seems— however—that soldiers
appropriate this day to themselves as a military necessity. I shall never approve of such procudure—however much I may
be compelled to do it.
Aug. 1 The ladies
of Knoxville gave us soldiers a good Dinner in the grove south of the Fair grounds to day. It was well gotten up and carried
through. It is cheering to soldiers to receive such favors when accompanied by the sweet smiles of “Dear women”.
Aug. 10 With 10 men
I went “on picket” on the tip top of Cumberland mts.— was all day at “Childress Gap” in my shirt
sleeves. It was raining all day but I had on a oil cloth. A beautiful view of Powells Valley is here seen for several miles
up and down. A thunder storm—thunder—lighting—sunshine and showers. “The lighting—red glare”
painting hill of the sky all below me. While we at this Gap it is reported that Dr. Thornburg was taken prisoner in his efforts
to escape to Ky. We were half an hour too late for the fun.
Oct. 20-31 Left Flat
Lick [Creek, Knox County, Kentucky] —and came on to Wild Cat River 3 pm next day. Finding road blockaded returned by
dark so our artillery couldnt pass. At once General Zollicoffer ordered Col Brazeltons Battalion Cavalry to dash forward and
learn the strength of the Enemy & their position. Charge was made in gallant style by Col B. leading his own battalion.
A little before reaching the river we advanced slowly over and round quite a hill. Another co of Infantry on our right. The
Yankee Picket was a short distance ahead unconcious of our coming. [Captain John Q.] Arnold [of the 29th Tennessee] Killed
the videt and at once we all dashed forward down the hill to the river bridge—all were halted at river—dismounted—counted
off by fours—No. 1 hold the horses—2-3 & 4 double quick forwd. The Yankee Picket dispersed—my place
to hold the 2-3 & 4 horses. While thus occupied near the old Picket line—one stray Yankee came walking up &
of course I captured him. He was Dutchman and I am sure he was glad to be captured from his actions. We camped on or near
this place & early the next day the Wild Cat battle occured on a steep mt side in or near woods near a Gap or narrow place
in the road and accessible only to Infantry. The Yanks were under the command of Gen. Geo. H. Thomas—while our men [were]
in the fight—I was giving rations to our company in the flat near the creek. I had quite a talk with Gen Z. [General
Felix Zollicoffer] and divided my rations with him. Bread—meat and hot coffee. After hearing my name he spoke quite
Kindly of my father. On this day I saw my first dead man and a lot of arms & legs cut off of the wounded men from the
battle. Yankees are from Ten—Ind.—Ohio and Ky. This war is a dreadful thing hard on foot and cavalry. We ride
poor horses most all day and much of every night. All on Picket. Rain—rain—rain and mud.
I am sure from our movements that our Generals do not understand
what the Yanks are up to. It is reported that the enemy are re-enforced and driving us back towards C. Gap and the other Gaps—S.
& West. I am getting sick and wornout. If the Lord dont come to our help we are all in a bad way. I am in the saddle all
day and much of the night. I often ride 30-40 miles in a day and then walk half a mile or more in the rain—dust for
horse feed. I write most of this several days after the date. We are returning to C. Gap and possibly Tenn. Gen. Z. has gone
towards Somerset & Fishing Creek, etc. All going back—where—when or howl can hardly tell. I am sick—sleep in Doctors wagon—on toward C. Gap—rain—rain——rain.
[Three months later at the Battle of Mill Springs General Zollicoffer was shot three times and died: O.R., i, 7, 86, O.R., i, 7, 102, and O.R., i, 7, 108]. Vernon H. Crow, The Justness of Our Cause; The Civil War Diary of William W. Stringfield, Johnson
City, TN: East Tennessee Historical Society Publications; Histories of the Several Regiments and Battalions from North Carolina
in the Great War 1861-1865, Volume 3, by Walter Clark; and Official Records of the Union and Confederate Armies.
Nov. 1 All
are going back. Doctor told me last night that I shall have 30 days furlough. That is almost enough to make me well.
Nov. 4 Pattersons
Near the Gap. This house has been almost turned into a hospital. I am on my way home and spending night here. Miss Patterson
an old acquaintance and exceedingly Kind to me—has put me in a clean bed although I am dirty and covered with body lice.
Good women are “above [oders]”—God Bless our dear ones.
Nov. [8] I
came home last night after a ride of 51 miles via Clinch mt—Blains X roads—Howell Smarts Ferry at 9 ½ or 10 pm.
The back way on my own farm. Saw Jas Keelan only 2 or 3 hours before he saved the bridge & became a Southern Hero.
Vernon H. ed Crow, The Justness of Our Cause: The Civil War Diaries
of William W. Stringfield (Johnson City, TN: East Tennessee Historical Society Publications), 74-8.
Thomas' Legion of Cherokee Indians and Highlanders
This command was originally intended for local defense in the
mountains of East Tennessee and Western North Carolina, and was generally known as part of "Thomas' Legion of Indians and
Highlanders." Colonel W. H. Thomas, its founder, was an old-line Democrat, and a leading citizen and politician in Western
North Carolina – was a man of considerable means, and was personally well known to President Davis and Cabinet. He was
born in Haywood county and raised to manhood close by the Cherokee Indians and at an early day espoused their cause, and prevented
the forced removal to the West, of those in Western North Carolina, by General Scott [General Winfield Scott] in 1836 to 1838. He was adopted by the Indians and upon the deaths of their old chiefs, Yona-gus-kee and Juna-lus-kee,
he was made chief and for twenty-five years prior to the war was also the Government Agent for these Indians.
When the war had progressed for a year and conscription had become
a necessity and a certainty, this command was organized at Knoxville, Tenn., into a regiment, and a battalion.
Several of the companies had been in service for several months,
but General E. Kirby Smith, commander of the Department of East Tennessee and Western North Carolina (an old West Point army
officer), was very much opposed to a temporizing or conservative policy, and would not allow Colonel Thomas the latitude he
wanted; but the latter being a personal friend of President Davis, generally carried his points, and often went to Richmond
to consult with him.
The organization of the regiment was completed at Knoxville, Tenn.,
27 September, 1862, by the election of the following Field and Staff officers:
William H. Thomas, Colonel, Jackson county, N. C
James Robert Love, Lieutenant-Colonel, Jackson county, N. C.
William W. Stringfield, Major, Strawberry Plains,
Tenn.
Luther C. May, Adjutant, Virginia.
James W. Terrell, A. Q. M. Jackson county, N. C.
Lucius M. Welch, A. C. S., Haywood county, N. C.
John W. Lawing, Surgeon, Lincoln county, N. C.
John C. Love, Assistant Surgeon, Jackson county, N. C.
Hezekiah West, Chaplain, Haywood county, N. C.
Alex
R. Carmack, Sergeant Major, Pennsylvania. . . .
Total number of officers and men in the regiment, 1,125. . ..
About this time the enforcement of the conscript law was begun
in earnest, and consequently it was a serious time in the short life of the Southern Confederacy – and thinking men
were fully alive to the herculean task before us. East Tennessee was placed under martial law and many of the most prominent
citizens were in rebellion against the South. The celebrated Parson Brownlow, editor of the Knoxville Whig, a widely
circulated paper, who was afterwards elected Governor of Tennessee, and after the war was United States Senator, took bold
grounds against the South. His paper had some circulation in Western North Carolina, and quite an influence with the old Whig
element. Brownlow was a kind man at heart, to those that did not cross him personally. If he had been reasoned with instead
of being bitterly denounced he and numerous others would have espoused the Southern cause. But, then, as now, party passion
often dethrones reason. Brownlow, with such men as Governor Andrew Johnson, then United States Senator, and afterwards President
of the United States; Horace Maynard, member of Congress; Thos. A. R. Nelson, John Netherland, R. R. Butler, members of Congress;
Rev. N. G. Taylor, also an old Congressman, father of Governor Bob. Taylor, with scores of smaller, but equally determined
men, boldly threw themselves into the breach, openly defied the South, and in large numbers daily left Tennessee, crossing
the Cumberland mountains and joined the Federal army in Kentucky and Ohio.
The wisest statesmen of the South were divided as to the best
policy to pursue, but Southern blood was aroused and Southern men were expected to stand by the South, right or wrong. There
was much homogeneousness between these mountain people of Tennessee and North Carolina, and there is an independence of thought,
speech and action in the average mountaineer, not usually found elsewhere, superinduced perhaps by their grandly beautiful
surroundings, combining, as some think, to the development of a high type of physical, intellectual and spiritual manhood.
A great majority of the people were poor and had no interest in
slavery, present or prospective. But most of them had little mountain homes, and, "be it ever so humble, there is no place
like home." So when husband, father and brother went into the army the wife, sister and daughter had largely increased home
cares, and often went into the corn field.
No grander type of womanhood is developed anywhere than in these
mountains. Neither the men or women were cowards, but when the Federal army occupied East Tennessee and threatened North Carolina,
the women in their lonesome homes naturally became restless and timid, made more so when spies and forays of the enemy penetrated
this country. Soldiers in the army would have been unnatural protectors of home, had they not become uneasy also, and oft
times desperate, especially when informed, as hundreds were, that their homes had been robbed and the country pillaged, as
was the case for two years in all the border counties along the Tennessee line from Ducktown to Watauga, a distance of near
200 miles. No people were more zealous for the South than Western Carolinians, after the rejection by the Lincoln regime of
the peace overtures made by the border States. East Tennessee and Western North Carolina had a common heritage of ancestral
heroes through the Seviers, Tiptons, Averys, Campbells, Lenoirs, Loves, McDowells, Brittons, and others, who fought at King's
Mountain, Cowpens and Guilford Court House; in later years at Lookout, Emuckfau, Horseshoe, and New Orleans, and later still
in the numerous battles of Mexico. Such an element may be easily led, but, never forced. In Tennessee this anti-war element
was fully aroused and as soon as conscription was fully determined upon, Colonel Wm. H. Thomas at once went to Richmond to
get a modification of the law. His efforts were unavailing, the law must be enforced, it was enforced and 33,000 were added
to the Federals and a few thousand fire-tried veterans to the Southern army. Colonel Thomas largely recruited his own command,
forming soon afterwards another regiment, with two companies of Sappers and Miners, and one company of artillery (Levi's Battery).
He had some unique ideas concerning these matters, and while known
to be intensely loyal to the South, he had gained the confidence of this East Tennessee disloyal element and several thousand
at various times had agreed to form companies for local defense, and for road and bridge building. Not being allowed to do
this, these men went to the Federal army and ever afterwards were troublesome enemies.
From September, 1862, to June, 1863, there was little to break
the monotony of camp life and provost duty. There was much of an unpleasant, nature to be done by men of similar characters.
Enforcing conscription – disarming the people – the impressment of property, forcing magistrates and civil authorities
to take an oath of allegiance to the Confederacy, was disagreeable work. Much hard work was done in building block houses
and stockades on the entire railroad line, 250 miles. This was a fine agricultural region and an indispensable line of communication
between the armies of Lee and Bragg.
Below is from the
Knoxville [Tennessee] Daily Southern Chronicle, August 4, 1863
August 4, 1863
- Reward for Confederate deserters
$240 REWARD.
Headquarters,
Thomas' Legion
Zollicoffer, July 25th, 1863.
A Reward of
thirty dollars each will be paid for the following named deserters from Capt. Love's Company, (D,) of Col. W. H. Thomas' Legion
who deserted their encampment July 22d, 1863.
Sergeant John
H. Lyons, aged 26 years, 5 feet 9 inches high, complexion dark, eyes dark, hair dark, residence Knox county Tennessee.
James Reed,
aged 32 years, height 5 feet seven inches, complexion fear, eyes
blue, hair
light, residence Knox county Tennessee.
Leander Reed,
aged twenty-one years, height five feet eleven inches,
complexion
fair, eyes gray, hair light, residence Knox county Tennessee.
Joseph Hooker,
aged 46 years, height 5 feet 6 inches, complexion fair, eyes
blue, hair
dark, residence Union county, Tennessee.
Thomas Simmons,
aged 38 years, height 5 feet 8 inches, complexion fair, eyes
gray, hair
dark, residence Jefferson county Tennessee.
John C. Lee,
aged twenty-four years, height 5 feet 4 inches, complexion dark
eyes dark,
hair dark, residence Jefferson county Tennessee.
Also the following
named men who deserted on the 17th day of July 1863.
William Hatcher,
aged 22 years, height 5 feet 8 inches, complexion fair, eyes
blue, hair
light, residence Jefferson county Tennessee.
George Hunter,
aged 26 years, height 5 feet 7 inches, complexion fair, eyes
gray, hair
light, residence, Claiborne county Tennessee.
Arrest these
men and bring them to justice.
C. C. M'BEE 1st Lt., com'dg Co."D"
W. W.
STRINGFIELD, Major, com'dg Thomas' Legion.
[Knoxville
Daily Southern Chronicle, August 4, 1863].
President Davis consented to evacuation only
as a trap for Burnside's army, but the cowardly surrender of Cumberland Gap by General J. W. Frazer, 9 September, 1863, however,
proved it a double triggered trap for us. The Federal authorities were fully alive to the importance of grasping from us and
holding this section, so fertile for all, and so loyal to them, being urged thereto by the highest consideration of honor,
duty and interest. [General Frazer surrenders the Cumberland Gap]
The Sixty-ninth Regiment was never idle, especially after current
rumors of. Federal invasion early in 1862, following the defeat and death of the noble [Gen.] Zollicoffer at Fishing Creek.
This defeat practically made the Cumberland Mountains our line of defense. The Union element became restless and defiant and
many were arrested and sent South to prison. Clark, "Sixty-Ninth Regiment by William W. Stringfield," 729-36.
Several companies of the Sixty-ninth were ordered to Powell's
Valley in 1862, between Jacksboro and Cumberland Gap – one Indian company at Baptist Gap had quite a battle with some
Federals, killing, wounding and driving back their force. The Indians were led by Lieutenant Astooga Stoga, a splendid specimen
of Indian manhood and warrior, who was killed in the charge. This noble Indian is worthy of a lengthy sketch but the writer
has not the data, if he had time and space. Like most of the leading Indians of his tribe, he was a professed Christian, and
largely by his efforts the New Testament was translated into the Cherokee language by the great American Bible Society. The
Indians were furious at his death and before they could be restrained, they scalped several of the Federal wounded and dead,
for which ample apology was made at the time. In the Spring of 1863 the regiment in Gen. Alfred E. Jackson's Brigade was in the Department of East Tennessee commanded by Brigadier-General Daniel S. Donalson. In March, 1863, it was
at Strawberry Plains and in April at Jonesboro, and in July at Zollicoffer, Tenn.
Some time afterwards Bragg's army entered Kentucky from middle
Tennessee, and after quite a campaign there, returned to Tennessee by way of Cumberland Gap to Knoxville. This campaign caused
a temporary lull in East Tennessee affairs, but the retreat of Lee from Maryland and Pennsylvania and the surrender of Vicksburg
was followed by outspoken defiance all over East Tennessee.
Spies and recruiting officers from the Union Army were almost
everywhere. Several cavalry raids burned and attempted to burn railroad bridges and depots until finally, on 4 September,
General Burnside captured Knoxville, the stronghold of East Tennessee, without firing a gun or meeting an enemy. Some time
prior to this all the white companies of the regiment and several companies, of Walker's Battalion (of our Legion) were concentrated
for drill and discipline at Greenville, Tenn., and were brigaded with the Sixtieth and Sixty-second Regiments and Twelfth
Battalion, Georgia Troops, and several Virginia, Georgia and Florida Regiments.
After Burnside's occupancy of Knoxville there was a general "On
to Richmond," "On to Chattanooga," and "On to Atlanta" cry in the Federal army. The hopes of this cry were realized afterwards,
but at very great cost of life to the enemy. Those were gloomy days to those of us who left our homes and loved ones at the
mercy of the enemy. This territory was never reclaimed, afterwards almost every foot of it was fought over, time and again,
and its occupancy was costly to the enemy, but of great political significance to them.
Part of the Sixty-ninth and most of the Eightieth (Walker's Battalion,
which had been raised to a regiment), with detachments of the Twenty-ninth, Thirty-ninth, Sixtieth and Sixty-second North
Carolina Regiments, fell back to the gap of the Smoky Mountains, or the North Carolina line, there to guard against the invasion
of that region.
The greater part of the Sixty-ninth, with part of Singleton's, Berry's, Whitaker's and Aikin's companies of the Eightieth, fell back towards Bristol, Va. Immediately upon his occupancy of Knoxville, Burnside
sent forces up the railroad which had been surrendered without, a struggle, or the destruction of a bridge, to Jonesboro,
Tenn., also sent cavalry to Blount, Sevier, Cocke, and Washington counties, Tennessee, guarding against surprises from that
direction, and .threatening North and South Carolina by way of Murphy, Webster, Waynesville and Asheville, and attempting
to capture Colonel Thomas' forces, good turnpike roads penetrating these mountains. But the "fighting end" of Thomas' Legion
was not idle in upper East Tennessee, and marched and counter-marched in every county in that end of the State, and up to
Saltville, Va., leaving the bones of their comrades (since kindly gathered at Knoxville by the noble women of Tennessee) all
over that section.
When Tennessee was fully surrendered great gloom overspread the
soldiers from the border States, and many Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama and North Carolina troops returned to their homes.
Bragg's army with a muster roll of 83,767, had few over 40,000 guns, and guns are all that count in battle.
General Bragg wrote to General Lee that after seven months of
conscription, not a soldier was added to his army; that Kentucky, Tennessee and North Carolina troops could not be depended
upon, a very unjust aspersion cast upon all, especially North Carolinians, most of whom, even after leaving their regiments
in the East and West, did good service at home. No section of the Union furnished as many soldiers to the Union Army according
to the population as East Tennessee. With such surroundings as these it is no wonder that so many were induced to desert,
or more properly stated, returned to their homes.
The same day that General Burnside occupied Knoxville, Colonel
Thomas, with several hundred men, fell back from Strawberry Plains, passing through Sevierville to the North Carolina line,
taking all the Indians and many whites. He was closely followed by the Federals and had quite a skirmish near Sevierville,
on 7 or 8 September, 1863, but he crossed the Smoky Mountains and at once securely blockaded all the roads leading in that
direction from near Paint Rock to near Ducktown.
Lieutenant-Colonel Love and Major Stringfield, with 600 or 700
men, were ordered to fortify and hold Carter's Depot at the railroad bridge across the Watauga, about twenty miles west of
Bristol.
General John S. Williams, of Kentucky, since United States Senator,
then commanded the Department of East Tennessee which was abandoned to the foe, after the shameful surrender of Cumberland
Gap 9 September, 1863.
Burnside's forces, composed largely of native Tennesseeans, rather
recklessly took charge of the country. One regiment of troops (One Hundredth Ohio) went to Jonesboro on the cars 5 September,
1863, and several hundred ventured up to Carter's and demanded the surrender of the fort. The next day Major Stringfield was
ordered to take 200 of his men and a battalion of cavalry (McLin) under Captain D. D. Anderson, and reconnoitre the position
of the enemy. He took this force to Jonesboro and below. On 7 September General A. E. Jackson came up with the balance of
the Sixty-ninth North Carolina, the Fourth Kentucky Cavalry and Sixteenth Georgia Cavalry and Borrough's Battery, and learning
that the enemy were fortifying in and around the old limestone blockhouse and a stone mansion near by, the Sixty-ninth was
ordered up by General Jackson and at 3:00 a. m. on the 8th, we drove them from Telford's depot to Limestone, where they made
a determined stand, evidently being handled by some veteran officers. Closing in upon them on all sides, we forced them to
surrender with a loss of 20 killed, 30 wounded and 314 prisoners, with 400 splendid small arms. Our loss was six killed and
fifteen wounded. Our regiment was immediately armed with the guns here captured (Enfield rifles). The enemy were the One Hundredth
Ohio Regiment (Infantry) and were a fine looking body of men. Knowing that this capture would arouse the enemy, we fell back
towards Carter's. Ten days afterwards the enemy approaching in force with several regiments of cavalry, battle was given them
at Carter's. Our cavalry was much weaker than theirs. Owing to the general advance movements by the enemy, the capture of
Cumberland Gap, or rather its shameful surrender by General Frazer 9 September, 1863, and advance movements all up to the
Salt Works and into West Virginia – a long line of defense – we were compelled to draw in our line and concentrate
our forces.
[1863] Some of our
men are Deserting to the Enemy. Poor fools like a fool fish “jump out of the frying Pan into the fire”. Better
“bear the ills we have than to fly to those we know not of.” We are marching from Paint Rock to Horse Creek—in
and around Greenville—Jonesboro—Telford—Blountsville—Kingsport—Rogersville etc. I am on court
marshall often acting as “judge and advocate” etc. I am getting along well with officers and men. All seem to
like me. I find it a disagreeable duty to have to discipline men—but I have less of this than I did with Tenn troops.
In my marching around in these upper counties I meet with many old friends who seem glad to meet as it is often a protection
to meet friends. I often see old friends in the army. I will protect citizens regardless of Politics.
Sept. 5
Carter Co. I came here this morning from Zollicoffer to assume command of
the post. Troops—200 Infantry. 75 Cavalry and 50 Artillery—[Hugh L. W.] McClungs Battery make up the force. Some
home guards under [Owen M. White and [John. B.] McLin—[James M.] McConnell & [Thomas A.] Butlers Co.s of the [Legion].
The Yanks are supposed to be in force as the demand to surrender was made in the name of “Maj General Burnside”.
This is the first time that his name has been used up here in E Ten.
Sept. 6 Jonesboro.
At daylight this AM I took 75 Cavalry and started in search of the Yankees—but “nary Yank” do I see. I got
here by 9am, but the Enemy of 400 or 500 had left by sunrise on a train. I first galloped through the town—midst the
smiles and cheers of beautiful women & waving of handkerchiefs. I remained in town all day and on Picket below town most
of the night.
Sept. 7 This
am Gen. Alfred E. Jackson came down with the 4th Ky. Cavalry—the 16th Ga. Batt. & [William H.] Burroughs Artilery
etc—and we will wake up the Yanks tomorrow.
Sept. 8 This
am we all moved down upon the Enemy at Telfords Depot—6 miles below this. The Enemy fought well [and] were evidently
commanded by a Veteran—but we drove them in to the Block House. I commanded the cavalry. I went on Picket down to Leesburg
at daylight, thence across to Telfords—drove Enemy 6 miles to Limestone where after a stubborn fight of 2 hours we captured
290 Prisoners, 30 wounded & 20 Killed of them. Our losses 6 Killed & 15 wounded. I took a splendid sword from the
commander. . . also a good gum cloth. These men were of the 100th Ohio [and] of [our] troops engaged were Major [James A.] McKamy with 100 of our Batt. also [James W.] Cooper’s and [Julius M.] Welch’s cos—all
did their duty. Prisoners were all sent off same evening to Richmond Va.
Sept. 9 In
this fight Enemy were in a block house across Lick Creek. At Depot Col [James Robert] Love—Maj McKamy—[ Captains] Cooper—Welch—[Elisha G.] Johnson. I Killed one fellow in the round up, he
was hid in a briar thicket in front, near me. I was the first one to reach fort after the white flag was raised. We also captured
a fine large Drum.
Sept. 20 Carter’s
Depot. A large Federal force is in our front. Major Gen [Colonel Eugene W.] Crittenden Federal a brother of our General [Colonel
George B.] Crittenden is in command. A strange meeting to day of these two brothers in opposing armies.
Sept. 21 This
Carter’s Station is at the river with a ford on the river 3 miles below and one 4 miles above. Yanks under Burnside
in large force. Forces are fighting all day & part of the night in full view of each of them & the depot. This place
is 5 or 6 miles on river north of the Co seat of Carter Co which is the strongest Union Co in E. Ten., near the home of Senator
[Landon] C. Haynes and his bro-in- law Hon. [Nathaniel] G. Taylor, M.C. from Tenn in U.S. Congress.
We have made several hard marches one notable one of 61 miles
in 30 hours. I walked myself to let tired and sick men ride my horse. On one trip between Zollicoffer or Union as the Yanks
call the name I saw the grave of my great grand father Jas King under an Iron slab. We built some breast works to welcome
the Yanks, who are this side of Bristol. Let them come, we are ready.
Our position at Carter's on the east bank of the Watauga river,
was impregnable, and the enemy, after two assaults, flanked us at Devault's Ford on the north, and Taylor's on the south side,
causing us to fall back to Zollicoffer, or "Union Depot," now Bluff City. The enemy about this time hearing about our great
victory over them at Chickamauga, hastily retired towards Knoxville. We followed them to Bull's Gap, the Sixty-ninth being
the only infantry regiment. On 5 October, 1863, the cavalry had a fight at Greenville, killing seven, wounding twelve and
capturing ten of the enemy, with a loss of three killed and seven wounded, General Jno. S. Williams, of "Cerro Gordo" fame,
commanding our troops. On 15 October, after several days skirmishing with the enemy, General Williams gave battle at Blue
Springs with his 1,800 dismounted men, holding in check Burnside's 7,000 veterans. The Sixty-ninth was ordered to his aid,
but hearing of a flank movement of the enemy, we were ordered to retreat towards Jonesboro, and finally to Abingdon, Va. In
our retreat three miles above Greenville, our cattle, wagons, artillery and infantry, in order named, were surrounded before
we knew it. General Burnside had thrown General Foster with 3,000 cavalry in our front, attempting our capture. The first
intimation we had of their presence was in the capture of our Adjutant, L. C. May, and Captain Tip (H. H.) Taylor,
Acting Adjutant-General of our brigade. Captain May escaped and gave us warning.
In a few moments after the presence of the enemy was known Colonel
turned back the wagons, ordered forward the Sixty-ninth at double quick, threw it in line of battle across the road, and bringing
forward the artillery, began at the earliest dawn of day a furious artillery fire upon the enemy in corn fields and meadows
confronting us, fortunately for us, bursting shells in their very midst. Before they could realize the sudden change of the
situation, the Sixty-ninth, with the "bear hunter's rebel yell," was upon them. Our men realized at once that quick and deadly
work must be done, or we would all be captured. The entire 600 men at sunrise dashed forward at the enemy in a heavy skirmish
line, Love upon the right and Stringfield upon the left, with company officers all in place, all cheering and directing their
men. Lieutenant Welch, of Company F, afterwards killed at Winchester, was shot through the thigh by the side of the writer;
very few others hurt. This was a running fight for ten miles. Two Federals were killed in the yard of Senator Patterson, son-in-law
of President Johnson. Twelve or fifteen, others were killed. General Williams, while slowly retreating before Burnside, heard our artillery open
upon the enemy. Dashing forward at a gallop, he materially aided us in the achievement of one of the most brilliant retreats
of the war. General Williams was profuse in his compliments, personally and in special orders, to our regiment. We retreated
sixty-two miles in thirty hours, fighting and driving the enemy much of the way towards Jonesboro, but not losing cattle or
wagons and but few men. The retreat did not stop until we reached Virginia and fortified Abingdon, and covered Saltville,
where we were reinforced by the brigades of Corse and Wharton, Virginia troops, under General Robert Ransom. We remained quietly
here until 1 November, when we began another forward movement towards Knoxville, Tenn. While here a beautiful Carolina maiden,
having heard of the heroism of our men and of complimentary orders about them, sent the following acrostic to our gallant
Colonel, J. R. Love, who several years since has "crossed over the river and is resting under the shade of the trees."
While we were waiting a few days near Blountsville, Tenn., our
cavalry under William E. Jones, made a nice capture of twelve or fifteen hundred of the enemy's cavalry at Rogersville, and
near 100 wagons of the Second Tennessee (United States) and Seventh Ohio. The citizens here-abouts were mostly our friends,
something unusual in East Tennessee, and had noble kindred in our army, mostly with Bragg.
While around Blountsville, company and regimental drill was daily
enforced. Lieutenant Thomas Ferguson, a good soldier, afterwards made Captain and captured at Piedmont, joined us here with
75 recruits. A painful example for discipline was made here, one poor fellow of Company K, a Tennesseean, with two others
of Tennessee troops, captured at Rogersville, Tenn., by General W. E. Jones, in the uniform of the enemy, were court-martialed
and shot at the stake. The army then moved down the Rogersville and Kingsport Valley towards Knoxville, on the north side
of Holston river, wading the river and creeks in the ice.
General Robert Ransom was a fine disciplinarian and fighter. Sometimes unpopular in camp, or upon the march, but universally popular in battle,
where it was an inspiration to see him. He did not "snuff battle from afar," but rushed into the thickest fray, to cheer and
guide his men. In all this dread winter campaign the Sixty-ninth were cheerful and obedient. Winter quarters were built near
Rogersville in December, but were occupied only one week. After this neither the men or officers had tents or houses, but
faced the storms of rain and snow, mud and ice, in tramps several miles above and below Rogersville, down towards Knoxville.
Nov.
13 Below Blountsville. For the first time in my life, I saw Three soldiers
shot to death, at the stake for Desertion. Poor fellows. At an early hour this morning—all our 8 or 10 thousand soldiers
were marched on in an open field and formed into a hollow square. One was of Butlers Co. “K”—Silvery Hamilton
of 19th Ten, the other was of [W.C.] Kains Battery.
Nov. 26 Lt.
Tom Ferguson with 71 new men came in today from N.C. March down the road forded river, cold wading. Gen Robert Ransom—at
point of pistol made some men wade. I let lots of them ride my horse. We are marching down toward Knoxville, something is
up. Rain, rain, mud, mud. March 12 to 14 miles a day. Heard of the death of James Petty an old neighbor at Plains. He belonged
to a Yankee cavalry and was Killed in a battle near Blountsville. Died near Big Creek.
Nov. 30 Morisburg.
March 18 miles, cold, cold, too cold to ride.
Dec. 1 Camps
1 mile West of Rogersville. Retreating again for what—God help my home folks. Marched 20 miles.
Dec. 2 Camp
4 M West of Beans Stations,—all night again. Men are cheerful and in good spirits, by tomorrow I hope to be down near
home 20 miles.
Dec. 3 At
home. Thank God I am at home again and once more see the faces of My loved ones. Alex Carmack, Wm Parker and I came by
way of Rutledge. I find mother and sister Mary much better off than I expected from what I had heard. We crossed the Holston
river at the mo. of Mossy Creek & via New Market. Got supper at Mr. [William] H. Moffatts & had pleasure of seeing
the Young Ladies. [General James] Longstreet has given up the siege of Knoxville.
That is bad—but all will be right some of these days.
Dec. 4 Camp
near Blains X Roads. I returned to camp from home this AM. I expected to find the army on road to Knoxville, but we are meeting
Longstreets troops. I fear another retreat. They are demoralizing to the men.
Dec. 5 Four
mile E of Blains X Roads. Our army retreated 4 miles toward Rutledge. As we move out Longstreets forces occupied our ground.
Dec. 6 Quiet.
Dec. 7 Yesterday
I was ordered by Gen Ransom to take Alex Carmack and Wm Parker and go over to the Plains on a scout and bring in any Absentees
& Deserters. We went directly across by Dan McBuz—3 miles above Plains. There we heard of 8 or 10 Renegades under
Tom Smart. They had searched my house and sister Sarah and had “cut up” generally. Smart is a Deserter from our
Army. If we catch him he will find the force of outrageous justice. We returned to camp by New Market and mouth of Mossy Creek.
Dec. 8 In
camp.
Dec. 9 Near
Morrisburg. We are still falling back. Very cold. In camp our fires are large & we Keep as warm as we can. I dont like
so much retreating
Dec. 10 Yellow
Store—I am very tired from my very tiresome walks. I let sick men ride my horse. Marched 18 miles. An old friend C.C.
Miller of fathers lived here. Resting a day or so.
Dec. 14 Marble
Hall. Marched from Yellow Store to day extremely disagreeable tramps. Mud—mud—mud. We distinctly hear cannon in
direction of Beans Station. I never saw weather or roads so bad. We moved out at daylight another 24 hours will bring us face
to face with Burnside’s Army. Then perhaps I may have to surrender my life upon my country’s Alter. I fear not
to face the issue, whatever it may be for head, heart, limb and life are with my country. When God, in His infinite mercy,
calls me hence I hope to go to a better world. Lets us advance upon them and drive them out.
Dec. 15 Camp
near Beans Station. A pretty hard march brought us here. I was in command of rear guard of 200 men. I did not reach camp on
the immediately South of Beans Station. Started AM West of Moristown road. Cold has moderated a little. Cannonading distinctly
heard in the direction of Rutledge. The fight here yesterday was quite severe. Enemy driven from Morrisburg to 1 mile west
of here. Our loss 14 Killed 50 wounded. Enemies not know. 2 dead and 2 mortally wounded found. They took shelter in the large
Hotel and the sharpshooters hurts us much till our cannon riddled the Hotel with shot & shell. The marks of deadly conflict
can never be effaced from that and other Buildings near. We are likely to stay here for a day or so. I say go on.
Dec. 16 and 17
Beans Station—We remained quietly for 2 days “All hands and the cooks” are well rested and we are
ready to advance upon the retreating foe. I hope that E. Tenn is soon to be redeemed & distingishly. God grant it.
Dec. 18 Beans
Station—Still quietly here. I can but give vent to my pent up feelings of disgust and displeasure of the apparent tardiness
of our comd. General in not moving on the Enemy. But I hope all is for the best. I hope. As I am not responsible for those
delays, I will try to rest easy. But Oh, how I do want the Enemy driven from my home and country.
Dec. 19-20
B. Station—Still here. Some half of our Div—Ransom—going over toward the mo of Chueky . . . prefer
that to Rogerville, [Bull’s?] Cap or Kingsport, but any where I am a soldier in the service of my Native South.
Dec. [21] Beans
Station—I hear we are to go into Winter Qrs near Rogersville. So be it. Yesterday. . . I called upon Ed Burruss son
of Jno W Burruss of Woodville Miss—a nephew of my dear step mother. He is a nice young man, is clerking in the AAG office
of Maj. [Brigadier] Gen. [Benjamin G.] Humphreys, [General Lafayette] McLaws
Division, Longstreets corps. Heard from the McGehe family, all well.
Dec. 22 Morrisburg,
Tenn. Camp 1 mile W of Rogersville. Very cold. Called on my old co in 31St Ten.
Poor boys I am sorry for them. They treated me very badly, but it was best for me in the long run.
Dec. 25 Winter
Quarters near Rogersville—Christmas 1863—In co with Col JR Love & others I, went in to R. called on the Alexander
family & others. Also came out to home of Col [Richard G. ] Fain & helped eat a big Xmas turkey. 2 nice Young Ladies
& a very clever old Lady Mr. Dix Alexander is an old friend of father’s. Knew him 30 or 40 yrs back.
Dec. 29 Broke
camp & moved toward Austin Mills & Russellville, Ten. Sgt. Geo W Bryson, Co. “F” died here a day or so
ago. Splendid man. The ford being too deep our wagons went by upper ferry. After a march of 10 miles we came to camp 1 ½ miles
North of Whitesburg. This day ends the campaign of 1863 an eventful one. I came in at S. Plains Jan. l—63 and closed
here about 34 miles from the beginning. Crow, The Justness of Our Cause, 78-83.
General Alfred E. Jackson
was our brigade commander this winter in all our campaigns. He was a cultivated gentleman and personally a brave man. He was
a good man and always managed the men to the best advantage in so hostile a region. He was personally and scrupulously honest,
and demanded the same of his men; but he was a little too strict for the "old soldier" ideas of those who wanted to prowl.
The marches below Rogersville and down to Blaine's Cross Roads were mostly made in bad, and very cold weather. When we met
Longstreet's returning forces after his repulse at Knoxville, and our great defeat at Missionary Ridge, the entire army fell
back near Rogersville, and the Sixty-ninth, with others crossed the Holston river and went into camp on the railroad near
Russelville on 1 January, 1864. Soon afterwards the Sixty-ninth returned to our old quarters at Carter's Depot, where with
that as a base of operations we could "swing around" the mountains on several trips, after "renegades," blockade stills and
deserters. Clark,
"Sixty-Ninth Regiment by William W. Stringfield," 736-43.
Jan. 1 [1864]
Camp near Whitesburg Ten—A happy new year to all the loyal citizens of the South. The year came in midst storm
& tempest—bringing with it extreme cold—the most stinging & bitter cold thus far of the winter. I greet
the incoming year with mingled feelings of hope and fear, hope predominating. I have fears lest some mismanagement on the
part of those in power may prolong the war beyond the limits of this year and thereby entail more misery upon women and children.
While there is life I have hope. I must hope, do hope—I will continue to hope as long as we have an organized army in
the field. My honest belief & faith is staked in the triumph of Southern arms. “Pluck will win”—whether
in love or arms & Southerners Soldiers as a general thing are pluckey but above all I have an abiding faith in the Justness
of our cause & consequently in the help of Him who doeth all things will. With such feelings I enter upon the duties &
hardships of the Year.
Jan. 8 Camp
near Bulls Gap—Moved from Whitesburg Yesterday. Are comfortably ensconced in the Winter Quarters built by Gen [John
C.] Vaughn’s brigade near the residence of Thos. Jacksons. Weather extremely cold deep snow on ground now.
Jan. 9 I
applied for ten days leave of absense to visit Emory & Henry & upper E. Tenn. I shall visit Jonesboro—Carter
Co. etc.
Jan. 10 Geo.
Folsom & myself left camp at sunrise this morning & have come to Mr. Morrows—within 8 miles of Jonesboro. I
am now out on my first furlough of the Kind during the war & shall visit Sister Linda & my friends & some Ladies.
Jan. 11 Happy
Valley. I came by Jonesboro & rested one hour & came on to Mrs. Taylor’s where I am singly quartered—I
find Miss Mollie as interesting as usual.
Jan. 12 Zollicoffer
Tenn—I came by Elizabethton and Carter’s Depot to day & am staying at Wm Piles’ Hotel.
Jan. 13 Bristol
Tenn—Came here by 3 pm & am stopping at Uncle Kings where I am always welcome & treated as an own son, good
uncle and aunt. Zollicoffer Bridge is completed & the cars will go to Carter to day. I rec’d a favor from Miss Lizzie
Rhea a splendid dye in the wool Confederate at Zollicoffer [aka Union City and Bluff City] this morning. Many Thanks.
I hope she may be well and won by a worthly & gallant soldier of the South. I must not fail to record here my Kind acknowledgements
to my particular friend Miss Mollie Taylor of Carter for the splendid pair of socks Knit by her own fair hands & presented
to me at her home a day or two since. Such presents are calculated to make a bachelor—such as I—one of necessity
inclined to give up the charms of ‘single blessedness”.
Bristol,
TN January 13th 1864
Came here by 3pm & am at Uncle King’s
where I am always welcome & treated to as can be by my good aunt and uncle. The Zollicoffer
Bridge is completed and the cars will go to Carters to day. I rec’d as a
present from Miss Lizzie Rhea—a splendid waist coat at 2 this morning. Many thanks. I hope she may be wooed and won
by a worthy man and gallant soldier of the South. I must not fail to record here in kind acknowledgments to my particular
friend Miss Mollie T. at Carters for two splendid pairs of socks. Knit by her own hand and presented to me at her house. Such
presents are calculated to make a bachelor such as I, one of necessity, inclined to give up dreams of single blessedness.
Diary of William W. Stringfield: W. W. Stingfield Papers (109) Private Manuscripts Collection, North
Carolina Division of Archives and History.
Jan. 14 Emory
Virginia—I came to sister Melindas this Evening & found her in the midst of the measels. Very glad to see me. Quite
a revival of religion in progress near here. Met Mr. Kennedy & Bro Frank Butler who dropped in a few minutes after my
arrival.
Jan. 18 Bristol,
Tenn—I bid adieu to sister Linda this Sabbath morning & started back to the “Army of E Tenn”. I shall
go by the way of Carter Co. etc.
Jan. 22 Greeneville
Tenn Came to Aunt Williams this Evening. I spent two nights in Carter (waiting for my boots and seeing the girls) & one
night in Jonesboro. I hear a rumor that my Rgt is moving towards mts on a bushwhacking scout—but hope its not. So far
I want to press on towards my home & loved ones there. Since I left the command at B. Gap it has moved towards Morristown
& I hear that the Yanks are falling back towards Knoxville.
Jan. 23 Greene
Co. Tn—My fears are realized. I followed the command to this place (six miles south of G) it is on a general bushwhacking
spree.
Jan. 24 Greene
Co. Tenn—Resting to day prepretory to a march through the mountains tomorrow after bushwhackers.
Jan. 25 We
leave camps this Evening for the “Big Laurel” region. I will record events when I return to the wagons.
Jan. 27 Clark
Creek—Returned to wagons this evening at this place—Washington Co. 12 miles south of Jonesboro. First Evening
we marched to Aliens Stand some 12 miles at which place we ***...at Acola Springs [?] reached at 11 pm. Here we remained till
4 pm next morning when we marched into the Laurel Mountains. Oh what a “howling wilderness” this is away from
law & order, away from civilization, away from all that is refinded or delicate noble and humane. These people are next
to the aboriginal inhabitants of these mountains. We captured a few fellows. Passed “Cold Springs” on this pinnacle
of the mountains. The grandest view I ever saw [in] all E. Ten sprawled out before one’s eyes belongs to Aunt Williams
of Greeneville.
Feb. 1 Carter’s
Depot, Tenn—Returned from a five days scout in Grasy Cove etc. Back to our old “Stamping ground”—guarding
bridges seems to be my fate—I will submit for a while—& in the mean while hunt “Buffalo” [Union
men] to pass away time.
Feb. 2 A
letter has just been handed me from home—sister Mollie [Mary] same old story—”Every thing torn up &
burnt down”—May God protect the innocent & helpless.
Feb. 6 Carter’s
Depot, Tenn—The excitment of an Enemy “raid” on this place has subsided & our great hurry from the mountains
useless. I go home tomorrow on a 3 days furlough.
Feb. 7 Bulls
Gap—Cars ran off track & will be detained till tomorrow. Ought to have been at home by night.
Feb. 8 Strawberry
Plains—My home is deserted, left to the mercy of a rude soldiering. Every thing destroyed out side. Bro Frank moved
his family to Saltville—mother & sister Mary go to Bristol for a while & thence follow. Alice & child have
so far eluded capture. “Flag of truce” from Knoxville— up to day all quite along the Holston. All negros
gone to Knoxville.
Feb. 11 Carter
Depot Ten—Returned to camp this evening—absent five days.
Feb. 14 Valentines
day. I rec’d one pretty little missive—Thanks to my sweet “Incong”—Went “Buffalo”
hunting to day and caught a “tar tan”.
Mar. 31 Carter’s
Depot—This month has passed off quietly I have spent some very pleasant hours in the adjacent country with the good
people especially with the Young Ladies. I have visited Jonesboro several times & had nice times there. Yesterday &
to day Longstreet’s Army have been passing here in an unbroken stream. The pontoon bridge was stretched across the river
just below Cunningham’s Mills upon which wagons, horses etc—passed. I saw [Generals] Longstreet, [Charles W.]
Fields, Ransom, Bushrod Johnston [Johnson], [George T.] Anderson, [Joseph B.] Kershaw, [Micah] Jenkins, [Simon B.] Buckner, [Archibald] Gracie, etc. with a score of Cols & who have & will distinguish
themselves in this war. This country is to be given up again. Even
the cavalry are to be drawn back behind this point. Crow, The Justness of Our Cause, 83-5.
Apr. 1 & 2
The cavalry have reached this point & are to go to Shells between this & Zollicoffer, Kingsport, etc. The 1st
Ten Cavalry is camped near here. Brother James remained 2 nights with me. Rec’d Robt Wilkerson, Thad Williams &
other old neighbors called on me. Major Alex Goforth—my old mess mate & Lt.—died at Bristol last night of
wounds rec’d at Morristown two weeks since. I wrote to Cousin Fannie Deadrick at Warrenton N.C. to day
April 21 I
started at mid night last night for Elizahethton to repel a bushwhacker’s raid upon that place. After scouting all around
& hearing nothing of them. I an now resting at Taylors school house with Co’s “F” & “K”—of
course I called over on the Creek for supplies etc to chat a bit. Alf Taylor was burried to day
Apr. 24 Carter’s
Depot, Ten—I returned from Jonesboro this morning with my men. We marched from Carter Co. via “Cherokee”
to Jonesboro first day & remained 2 days in J. I called on several of my old friends among others Miss Namin & Rhodie
[Rhoda A.] Rhea, Cousin Sue Deadrick, Mrs. Dosser & Mrs Nancy Slemons. I must say for Mrs. Sleinons that she has always
treated me with more Kindness than I ever met with at that place by persons not related to me.
Apr. 26 Carter’s
Depot, Tenn—Yesterday & to day are noted ones for this place & people. The Yankees came & attacked us 700
strong yesterday morning about 11 am—The 3rd md & 9th Michigan Cavalry & 13th E. Tenn. This first demonstration
was at Deavault’s Ford below this—the river being too deep to ford—they returned to this point & “pitched
in” to us. They were hansomely repulsed at all points. I ran some narrow risks—but a Kind Providence shielded
me through all, our loss 5 captured—11 Killed. Theirs 3 captured 3 killed & 17 wounded. One reports their loss at
19 Killed and 27 wounded besides several drowned at the ford. Ed Gammond’s Co is said to have acted gallantly. Our men
all did their duty well. The fight lasted till dark last Evening & from day light till 9 am to day, afterwhich the Enemy
retired towards Jonesboro. I was ordered by Gen Jackson to follow them a few miles which I did to Johnson’s Depot &
learned that they had finally left. So much for standing ones ground & fighting when the occasion presents like this.
Levi’s Battery & the 44th Tenn Vol. reinforced us this evening. So let the Yankees come.
May 1 Carter’s
Depot—All quiet here to day I spent last night & this fore noon over on Buffalo. Of course I enjoyed myself &
came away very reluctantly to wear away time here. The Yankees that were repulsed here last week have gone towards Knoxville—as
far as Strawby Plains—my home—I hope ere long they may be driven entirely out of Tenn. I let Col Robt Love (of
Carter Co) have my horse to work on the 29th of April.
May 6 Carters—I
to day have gotten permission to visit my mother & sister at Emory Va for three day to spend my 27th birthday—which
will be to-morrow. I go to Bristol this Evening. Came to B. this evening—supper at Uncle Kings. Vaughn’s Cavalry
at Bristol. Uncle King and Aunt “Mourning Micajah” are always Kind to me. Dear good old people.
May 7 Emory,
Va—This is my 27th birthday I came here at 3 this morning. Sister & mother all well & made me welcome by a good
turkey dinner, many good wishes. Mrs. Buchannan & Miss Mag Wiley spent the day Sister Mary & I took tea at Dr. Wiley’s.
Pleasant family I should be very thankful for being thus allowed to spend another birthday at home—or with my home folks
& friends, how much has transpired since my last birthday, much has this 12 mos. changed the aspect of affairs. East tenn
invaded—run over, occupied, laid waste & deserted by both armies. My once happy & comfortable home is totally
ruined, but I cheerfully loose all for my country. I am not yet ready to cry “hold enough” I say never submit.
I am willing & determined to fight on as long as we have an organized army & then bushwhack if necessary.
May 8 My
command came here from Glade Springs this Evening. Yesterday I learned that the command rec’d orders to leave Carter’s
the morning after I left. I walked from Emory up to Glade Springs & there joined the “Legion” this afternoon.
The 45th Va & [John H.] Morgan’s dismounted men left for Dublin Depot immediately upon our arrival here to repel
a Yankee raid upon that place. We were ordered there but orders countermanded. I wish we had gone.
May 12 Saltville,
Va—We’ve been prepared to give the Yankees a warm reception should they come here, but they will not come here.
Late news from Dublin indicated a Yankee raid of strong force upon that place. I called at Col Hu. L. M. McClung’s this
evening. Kindly rec’d.
May 13 Yankees
overpowered our troops at Dublin—burnt depot’s new river bridge, central Depot, etc. Morgan after them. I spent
last night at Mr. Palmer’s with Bro. F.A. Butler, clever family. Met with Mrs. Gen Morgan—pleasant lady, think
the general is same.
May 15 Saltville,
Virginia—Sabbath. Remained in camp reading & thinking. Glorious news from [Generals Robert E.] Lee, [Joseph E.]
Johnston & [Sterling] “daddy” Price. Our prospects are greatly
in the ascendent thanks to a Kind Providence, efficient officers & brave troops.
May 22 Saltville,
Va—Sabbath. All quiet, no war or rumor of war within striking distance of this place. The blood of strife around Richmond
is still in progress. Our arms are still triumphant. Still supported by a merciful God. This quiet Sabbath finds me well.
I attended preaching to day at Saltville. Dr. E E. Wil