Personal Memoirs of P. H. Sheridan, General, United States Army — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 371 pages of information about Personal Memoirs of P. H. Sheridan, General, United States Army — Volume 1.

Personal Memoirs of P. H. Sheridan, General, United States Army — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 371 pages of information about Personal Memoirs of P. H. Sheridan, General, United States Army — Volume 1.

I accompanied him back to Rossville, and when we reached the skirt of the little hamlet General Thomas halted and we dismounted.  Going into one of the angles of a worm fence near by I took a rail from the top and put it through the lower rails at a proper height from the ground to make a seat, and General Thomas and I sat down while, my troops were moving by.  The General appeared very much exhausted, seemed to forget what he had stopped for, and said little or nothing of the incidents of the day.  This was the second occasion on which I had met him in the midst of misfortune, for during the fight in the cedars at Stone River, when our prospects were most disheartening, we held a brief conversation respecting the line he was then taking up for the purpose of helping me.  At other times, in periods of inactivity, I saw but little of him.  He impressed me, now as he did in the cedars, his quiet, unobtrusive:  demeanor communicating a gloomy rather than a hopeful view of the situation.  This apparent depression was due no doubt to the severe trial through which he had gone in the last forty-eight hours, which, strain had exhausted him very much both physically and mentally.  His success in maintaining his ground was undoubtedly largely influenced by the fact that two-thirds of the National forces had been sent to his succor, but his firm purpose to save the army was the mainstay on which all relied after Rosecrans left the field.  As the command was getting pretty well past, I rose to go in order to put my troops into camp.  This aroused the General, when, remarking that he had a little flask of brandy in his saddle-holster, he added that he had just stopped for the purpose of offering me a drink, as he knew I must be very tired.  He requested one of his staff-officers to get the flask, and after taking a sip himself, passed it to me.  Refreshed by the brandy, I mounted and rode off to supervise the encamping of my division, by no means an easy task considering the darkness, and the confusion that existed among the troops that had preceded us into Rossville.

This done, I lay down at the foot of a tree, with my saddle for a pillow, and saddle-blanket for a cover.  Some soldiers near me having built a fire, were making coffee, and I guess I must have been looking on wistfully, for in a little while they brought me a tin-cupful of the coffee and a small piece of hard bread, which I relished keenly, it being the first food that had passed my lips since the night before.  I was very tired, very hungry, and much discouraged by what had taken place since morning.  I had been obliged to fight my command under the most disadvantageous circumstances, disconnected, without supports, without even opportunity to form in line of battle, and at one time contending against four divisions of the enemy.  In this battle of Chickamauga, out of an effective strength Of 4,000 bayonets, I had lost 1,517 officers and men, including two brigade commanders. 

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