Original Photographs Taken on the Battlefields during the Civil War of the United States
John Stuart Mill · en
THE end of 1862, in the Civil War, found the army in the East in camp at
Falmouth, Virginia, after severe reverses. In the Southwest a vigorous
campaign was being waged by the heroes of Iuka and Corinth, Mississippi.
Grant was in supreme command of the Federal corps in northern
Mississippi. A movement was in operation against Vicksburg. Sherman was
attempting to get into the rear of the city by the Chickasaw Bayou road
which ran from the Yazoo battlefield to the Walnut Hills, six miles
above the city. His column of thirty thousand men was defeated and
driven back with dreadful slaughter on the twenty-eighth and
twenty-ninth of December. Rosecranz was established at Nashville, while
Bragg was putting his men into winter huts at Murfreesboro, Tennessee.
The Federal troops enjoyed Christmas in camp and on the following
morning, in a cold rain, the Army of the Cumberland advanced to Stone
River where it enters the Cumberland River just above Nashville. At
sunrise on the last day of 1862, Rosecranz's army met Bragg's forces
with a deafening roar of artillery and musketry that fairly caused the
earth to tremble. The fighting on both sides was of a determined
character. The fields were literally covered with dead and dying men.
Victory was claimed by both the Federals and the Confederates.
Photographs are here shown of Chickasaw Bayou and the deadly Poison
Spring on the battlefield; also an excellent portrait of the medical
corps of the Army of the Potomac, in camp under charge of Dr. Jonathan
Letterman, a prominent battlefield surgeon.
EVERY AMERICAN citizen pledges his "life, fortune and sacred honor" to
the truth that "all men are created free and equal," and that they are
endowed by their Creator, with certain "unalienable rights." It was
fidelity to this oath, as sacred as life itself, that led the American
people to rush "to arms" to defend it.
The mobilization of a volunteer army, of freemen born and bred in the
arts of peace, never was known until the new Republic of the Western
Hemisphere championed the cause of Liberty and common manhood.
Battle-trained monarchies declared that it could not be maintained; that
the hundreds of thousands of men who were offering their services to
their country could never stand the severe exposures and deprivations of
warfare. The tongues of the Nations knew not what they were talking.
These men were fighters, not by training or nature, but by an honest
impulse of the heart they were patriots. It was not love of adventure
that urged the strongest men of the North to leave home and family and
shoulder a musket under the Stars and Stripes; nor was it a brutal love
of combat that marshalled the best manhood of the South to the flag of
the Confederacy. It was an impulse that no people had ever before felt.
It was a sense of justice that was early kindled in the American Heart
with the first tidings of the Declaration of Independence.