WAR SI
Garden's Battery He
Gettysburg, Jul
There's many a thrilling, aye, curd
ling incident in the many battle* of
the States' war that history dncs not
chronicle; inscriptions on ?V!d tablets
do not record; cycloratnas fail to ex
hibit, and even the traditions will soon
be lost if not eseued from oblivion by
surviving participants or spectators;
and yet any attempted delineation by
a mere pen sketch of most of these
must needs be but adumbration of the
reality.
Captain Louis Gourdin Youug in
his admirable address to the camp of
Georgia Veterans iu Savannah, April,
190U. "pleaded for the preservation of
our memoirs of the Southern Confed
eracy and suggested that each veteran
put on record what he saw and what
happened in his own experience" and
Mr. J. K. Normcnt in his interesting
letter October 3, of the same year,
calls attention from the field of Get
tysburg to the "oae-sided story" told
there ana pleads that the Southern
States build their own monuments.
The writer has been repeatedly re
quested to record the services render
ed by Garden's Battery, S. C. V.,
and particularly those of one solitary
gun on the 3d of July, 'G3, and con
necting incidents therewith, and
which, though, like all other exploits
of that fateful day, achieved little
save to illustrate the esprit de corps
and peculiar atllatua which possessed
Lev's veterans at that time.
The following extracts from the cor
> -i>oodenoe mentioned is self-explan
atory. Quoting from a letter of ('apt.
Hugh R. Garden to Mr. Lloyd Collis,
195 Broadway, New York, son of Gen.
C. H. T. Collis, Jate July 18, '01 :
"The photographs this morning are a
genuine surprise. I did not know
that an effort had been made to locate
batteries on the field of Gettysburg.
* * * On second day, aftor engag
ing Big and Little Hound Top, I cross
ed the valley in front, (shown in pho
tograph), prior to the charge of caval
ry under Brig. Gen. Farnsworth.
Finding the 'Devil's Den* impassable
I returned to this position. * * *
That night I oarried away, under Gen.
Law's orders, from the slope of Little
Bound Top, in the wheat field, four
rifled cannon captured that afternoon
in the 'whirlpool' of the battle by
Hood's division.
"I have always understood that
these were the only oannoc captured
and taken by the Confederates from
that battlceld. The last day of the
battle was my best and worst day, and
there seems to be no reference to it.
On that last'dies irae', the day of
Piokett's oharge, I was sent about a
mile to the left of my first position
near the turnpike, immediately on the
right cf the Wishingtou Artillery, and
engaged Big Round Top during the
first part of the great artillery duel.
While thus engaged the chief of Gen.
Longstreet's staff, who was on the
pike observing the effect of the artil
, lery fire, ordered rue to cease firing ou
Round Top and to move by section to
the left of the peach orohard and ad
vance in echelou across the plain. I
obeyed the order, but only one section
of my battery, under Lieutenant Mc
Queen, made the advance, for when it
moved obliquely to the left and went
into position at a point down a gentle
descent, (as I can never forget,) about
200 yards to the left of the peach or
chard, aud about 300 yards at least in
front of our line of artillery, the at
tention of the opposing artillery was
drawn touts fire, and within ten min
utes every horse and man was killed
-or wounded. I took volunteers and
frenh horses in to remove my men and
gun. After two attempts we succeed
ed, under the same oonoentrated terri
fio fire, made more terrible by the ex
plosion of oaisons and the fire over
head of jir friends in the rear. There
for the first and only time during the
entiro war I felt compelled to encour
age my men by personal example. It
was in that carnival of hell also that
while two of us were trying to carry a
wounded man across the open field I
heard a wounded Federal officer say :
"I have laid here since yesterday. I
am a D. K. E." I could only unsling
and give my oanteen and say: ''I
would help you, but cannot get my
own men out of this fire." I never
saw him again, but he must have been
saved, for at. sunset our army was not
in possession of the field. Some of
my best men fell there and I have al
ways thought that as Pickctt's charge
gnarked the high-tide of ihe Confeder
acy, the advance of that solitary sec
tion in obedience to what I understood
to he Gen. Longstreet's order to ad
avance the artillery marked the high
Aide in the greatest artillery duel in
iiieWv."
Lxi tot from letter of Major W. M.
TTobbii. - , 4th Alabama, dated Gettys
burg, September 10, 1901, to Captain
Hugh R. Garden, Mutual Lifo Build
ing, N. Y. City : **?ou know that uc
TORIES.
roes.?Recollections of
Ly > and 3, 1803.
' report has ever been made of the ser
vices rendered by the artillery of
Hood's division on this field, so that
the only information on this interest
ing subject is the testimony of surviv
ors." * * * As to the tablets and
monuments, he coutiaues: "The
work is being done under the super
vision of the .Secretary of War, whose
agency here is the National Park Com
mission, composed of two I'nion sold
iers and o.ie Confederate?all three
having fought in the battle here."
* * "I have long since had a
. tablet erected to your battery, but
have reason to fear the inscription
falls short of doing justice to you and
your command for waut of informa
tion."
There arc also letters from Gen. E.
P. Alexander to Captain Garden and
from the latter to the Hon. J. Harvey
Wilson, then the chivalrous Sergt.
Wilson, of the battery, but the gist
of these will be covered in the se
quel.
This writer was only a private, at
tached to this third section of Gard
en's battery, aud ean presume to de
scribe nothing more than was seen and
experienced from that humble stand
point. This battery formed a part of
Major.lohn C. Haskell's Battalion, a
veritable beardless Coeur de Lion,
with one arm in the grave and ready to
bury forty more if necessary to be
nearest the flashing of the guns.
The battalion composed Bachmau's
German Battery from Charleston, Ki
ley's aud Latham's, of North Caroli
na, aud Garden's, composed mostly of
Sumter aud Chesterfield volunteers
I and followed more particularly the
J fortunes of Hood's division, and es
; pecially Hood's old brigade, the in
! vincible Texans, of Locgstreet's
; corps; but all under command of our
: gallant chieftain, that skilled artiller
I ist, urbane gentleman, Gen. E. P.
Alexander, who had gained the pro
I found respect and soldierly love of his
command, the corps artillery. June
thirty-nine years ago, on this seoond
j day of July, 1863. under a fierce Penn
! sylvania sun, we reached the then ob
j soure village of Gettysburg.
"Gettysburg ! Name instinct with
so many tears, with so muoh mourn
ing, with those sobs which tear their
way from the human heart as lava
makes its way from the womb of the
volcano. There are words in the
world's history whose very sound is
like a sigh or a groan; places whhh
are branded "accursed" by the moan
ing lips of mothers, wives, sisters and
orphans. Among them none is more
gloomier or instinct with a more name
lees horror than the once insignificant
i village of Gettysburg. It has been
! called "pivotal Gettysburg," though
it savors of a paradox, because there
was neither viator nor vanquished, on
I ly the culmination.
A9 we approached the mighty drama
was in full progress and the field al
ready stained and scarred from the in
termittent combats of the morning and
preceding day. Between us and the
! gigantic arena there yet intervened a
I skirt of woods along which a serried
column of iufantry were manoeuvering
! for position, while shot and shell
j from Cemetery Heights ploughed
; through the ranks and we remember
I the flying hats and scattered limbs of
j the dead and wounded a* hideous gaps
were made through the files, also the
I steady "Close up" and continued firm
and confident tread of these oaken
hearted troops, nearer to danger and
surer death. The shrill bugle blast of
our own command sounded in quiok
succession: "Cannoneers Mount!"
"Double quick!" "Action front!"
"Commence firing!" and with a whirl
and rush, and scarce breathing time,
our own guns were joining in the grim
war music.
Field and staff must write history of
locations and su-roundings. The man
at the muzzle sees little beyond his
. hammer staff and swab bucket and
J the grinning mouth of his pieee. We
I only know we were on the left of the
; long battle line, with the Round Top
j in our front and the peach orchard
i and wheat field bristling with bayo
nets, while the heights above glowered
with guns.
A word as to the morale of Lee's
army at this juncture may help to ex
plain why Gettysburg seems so often
to be spoken and written of as "the
battle of the war," and to account in
a measure for those desperate assaults
and fearful fatalities. The splendid
and decisive victories over Burnside,
J with heavy odds, at Frederioksburg;
the almost rout of Hooker, with the
odds, too, at Chancellorsville; the
i triumphant march through the foe's
territory, caused Lee's veterans to
look forwssd to viotory as a foregone
- conclusion, until there obtained a
i contagious intoxication from past suo
- cesses and an exultajj? and over*cen
> ing anticipation of future easy
triumphs. Alaa! that we should have
forgotten that wc occupied the heights
at Frcdcricksburg aud that it was
Hooker, not Meade, at Chanccllors
ville. We forgot, too, that these com
bats occurred on our own soil, and
that though game we felt ourselves,
we were now on the dunghill's own
barnyard, and though still forcing
him to tako to the fences he would
die game holding them. I will make
no attempt to recount tho gallant
charge cf the corps as it bailed itself
against Sickles' salient and forced
him back to the ridge and eventually
to its rugged summit, leaving the
ground strewn with the slain and the
valley and slopes fertilized with the
rich Southern blood, mingling with
that of the foe. ''Verily the seeds
which germinate on that soil should
produce hybrid plants and mongrel
fruit.) Nor the desperate charge and
assault of our invincible Texans who
gained the crest, hand to hand, point
to point, and?oh, Lord, but for the
reinforcements to tho enemy and the
lack of them to our own troops that
day, this might have been dated from
the "Confederate States."
So wildly enthused were our men, so
thoroughly imbued with the war spirit",
so exultant and dauntless in their
splendid pride, that even the cumber
some eau non were rushed down and
attempted to follow up the infantry
charge by soiling the steep aud jagged
sides of little Hound Top. Victory
seemed just within our grasp. One
more blow, only one more, but?"The
century reeled when Longstreet paus
ed on the slope of the hill," sang one
of their own poets. Human brain, nor
brawn, nor courage could do more.
The morning of the 3d discovered
the enemy retired to the summits of
Cemetery Ridge, and strongly in
trenched behind natural and artificial
fortifications. What next? Who
knew? Doubtless councils of war
were held on both ridges - and recon
noitering parties and field glasses
busy; while the royally irresponsible
rank and file loitered away the wel
come calm in restful repose or grim
badinage, though impressed with the
weighty pregnanoy and potent influ
ence of the hour and circumstances so
heavily freighted witht he shadows of
coming events. Many, very many,
who whiled away those moments en
joyed their last smile on earth.
The rays of the midsummer sun
beat down fiercely upon the long and
silent battle lines on ridge and heights
and upon the intervening slopes of
orchard and wheat fields. The very
air seemed to hold its breath.
Then! A signal gun! Again the
bugle blast sounded the command :
"Commence firing!" Each oannoneer
was in plaoe with automatio prompt
ness and busy preoision, and the next
instant tL j earth trembled as a migh
ty roar from 150 cannon's mouths
belohed flame and smoke and murder
ous metal toward the frowning heights
with deadly acouracy. But this defi
ant challenge was quickly answered
and the long range of hills beoame an
undulating line of flame, under heavy
hanging palls of smoke issuing from
the muzzles of Meade's bronze war
dogs, as they fiercely roared "Come
on!" While Lee's guns from the
ridge thundered grimly, "Wo are com
ing!" At that moment the specta
cle was grand, as a graphic writer de
scribes it : 'The heights, the slope,
the fields and the rugged crest oppo
site, werf enveloped in smoke and fire
from the bursting shell. The sombre
roar, sounding like the bellowing of a
thousand bulls, leaped back from the
rooks and rolled away in wild echoes
through the hills. AH the furies
seemed let loose, and yet this was on
ly the preface." The above writer
had reference to Piokett's renowned
charge; but alas, it was also only the
preface and full as ominous for one
small gun squad. The same writer
continues: "In the evening the
thunder dropped to silence. The
time had come." It was then some
order was issued from some source.
The devoted third section of the bat
tery promptly "limbered up." Each
man assumed place and we moved
quickly and obliquely across the de
scent, through orchard and waving
wheat. On, on, under the black,,
yawning mouths of 24 guns on the
heights above, s ilent, but gaping and
yawning at the amazing audacity, and
only awaiting developments. They
came quickly.
The right wing of Pickett's column
brushed past. One solitary gun
wheeled into "Aotion front!"
"Load!" "Fire!" Then hell broke
loose! No sooner had flame and smoke
gushed after the hurtling shell than
Round Top Hill became a veritable
seething volcano of destruction, emit
ting denso volumes of smoke, lurid
tongues of flame aud hurling' metal
missies that hissed or shrieked, or
wailed through space, or burst with
deafening peals as they scattered their
jagged, death ladened fragments
around. The ground was ploughed
and torn and great clouds of dir" and
debris thrown up everywhere; both
earth and air were reoded by the de
tonations and mighty rush of iron hail
intermingled with the pelting of lead
en bullets; man after man went down
with his death-hurt or disabling
wound from deadly aim or fatal
Ichance. Not a horse was left to move
a wheel.
And yet the remnant of that :eem
ingly doomed section stuck to their
gun, loaded and fired with a growing
and defiant desperation of courage and
determination, as their duties doubled
in handling the piece, and hurled back
shell or shot or shrapnell, as the mea
gre supply of the limber chest, per
mitted, and until it was exhausted.
There was no single, skulker there;
no man flinched his duty or shrunk
from the terrible unequal combat;
faces might blanch at the horrifying
carnage, but {nerves blanohed not in
that relentlessly ireful hour. Ex
hausted, bleeding, ammunition spent,
comrades prone, six horse? dead or
dying, farther effort futile, our gallant
officer, tho ealmly brave Alex Mc
Queen, himself faint and bleeding, or
dered tho pitiful fragment to seek
protection from the infernal death
sluice; as, indeed, any other move was
a human impossibility?remaining a
fatal folly.
The men who composed this section
of Garden's battery and went with the
gun into the valley were :
Lieut. W, Alexander McQueen,
Sumter.
Sergt. and Gunner Matthew E.
Haynesworth, Sumter.
Corp'l. James Henry Haynesworth,
Sumter.
Corp'l. Hobt. F. Small, Charleston,
mortally wounded at the gun.
Charles Haynesworth, Sumter.
Thomas K. Molntosh, Lynohburg,
Sumter County, mortally wounded in
action.
William Moultrie Reid, Sumter
County.
J. Merrick Reid, (then) from
Charleston.
Driver, W. W. Grady, Chesterfield
County.
The names of the other two gun
drivers cannot now be ascertained.
The names of those who volunteered
to accompany Capt. Garden and ven
tured into the bloody death hole to
rescue the wounded are, so fa" as au
thentically ascertained : Capt. Hugh
R. Garden, Sergt. J. Henry Wilson,
Corp'l. John J.Green, James Diggs
Wilder, all of Sumter County, and
Lawrence W. Scarborough, Darling
ton County. Capt. Garden was un
questionably a brave boy,'iuor he was
but a boy of bare majoritjajnen, with
but a downy "bang : upoti upper lip
and the roseate hues of babyhood yet
in his cheeks), and he had followers
every whit as brave as he, as some
proved that day, for when ' he oalled
for volunteers to the rescue of men
and gun any hesitation was only from
ignoranoe of the fact that he intended
to lead them into the jaws of perdition
and enough futile and worthless havoc
had already been caused. The brave
John J. Green when appealed to re
plied: "We'll go anywhere that you
will*" They went and on reaohing
the gun found the lone figure ofBill
Grady calmly and fearlessly sitting* on
the trail, never having left the ground,
and awaiting assistance to remove his
wounded comrades.
Small and Molntosh were shot down
by the same solid missile and the
writer doubtless had his closest call
and most amasing miraoulous escape.
These men were for the instant in line,
one behind the other, and I direotly
in line with them when thoy were
struck down, yet was untouohed, save
by a gob of warm, quivering flesh from
one of the victims, which was hurled
against my shoulder and stuck tena
ciously for some time and the stain
for days. Where did the line shot
go? Eternity may answer.
In a private letter to the writer
from our general, E. P. Alexander,
ocours the following :
"This is how it was; it was not prior
to Pickott's charge, it was during it.
1 gave Pickett the signal or order
wb \ to oharge. He was some dis
tance behind our firing line, in which
I had 75 guns. As Piokett's front
line passed the guns I galloped down
the whole line, from the left flank to
the right, ordering every battalion
commander to advance every gun,
with lb or 20 rounds of ammunition
left. After reaohing our right flank
with those orders I galloped back to
or beyond the centre, where by that
time some doaen or more guns .were
going forward, and I went with thorn
and brought them into aotioo, firing
upon a Federal force, (Standard's bri?
gade,) whioh moved out to ' attack
Piokett's flank. As soon as I saw that
the attaok was a failure I ceased fire
and reserved ammunition, {but held
! position to cover Pickott's retreat. I
remained there for some hours and
Gen. Lee came out, without a single
member of his staff, or any courier,
and remained with me for over half an
hour of tho time. Evidently he ex
pected Meade to advance and intended
himself to help rally the infantry and
make the best stand possible." * * *
"You ask why? For what purpose
were those guns sent into the very
mouth of hell? The auswer is very
simple. The infantry had gone into
the mouth of hell end it was the duty
of the artillery to go with them, and I
am proud of the faot that the artillery
of our corps, in about three hours
fighting on the 2d, and about two
hours during this ohsrge, on the 3d,
Buffered m .re than the artillery of the
other two corps did put together in'
the whole campaign. Look at the list
of casualties and you will see. So at
least we were fought up to the han
dle."
There were two other guns from
some command, which had followed in
cur wake down the dread slope, but
had uclimbered some distance in rear
and to the right and left of us; thus
making our gun the apex and a dread
salient for the concentrated fire from
the heights. General Alexander says:
"I thought there were four guns aud
ell from your battalion (Haskell's) and
that two of the four were dismounted
by the concentrated firo poured on you
by at lean twenty guns." Alas,
Gettysburg was a disjointed battle
and as Col. Taylor has said : "There
waB an utter absence of aoeord in the
movements of the several commands/ '
In that great scene of smoke, dust, up
roar, blood, of columns maneuvering
cannon thundering, men shouting,
yelling, cheering, dying; with ears
deafened and eyes bedimmed and sen
ses benumbed, one heard nor eaw little
distinctly. It is the trifles that cling
to memory, obscuring the greater
events. Capt. Garden mentions a
wounded Federal. This writer, too,
remombera in rushing down into that
vortex, he was appealed to by a man
in blue and halted a moment to give
him water. Memory preserves the
appearance of the luxuriant wheat,
the orchard and fruit, but all else than
the more acoentuated occurrences of
that day of wrath are lost.
The following is the inscription up
on the tablet set up at Gettysburg
Park to mark the location and give the
record of Garden's battery on the hill
opposite Big Round To p and the Dev
il's Den:
Army of Northern Virginia, Long
street's corps, Hood's division, Hen
ry's battalion, Garden's battery. The
Palmetto Light Artillery, two Napol
eons, two 10-pound Parrotts.
July 2, in reserve near here, but not
engaged.
July 3, in position here and active
ly engaged in firing upon the Union
lines within range. About 5 p. in., aid
ed in repelling cavalry under Brig.
Gen. Farnsworth, which had charged
into the valley between this point and
Round Top.
July 4, occupied position near and
west of this place until G p. a., then
withdrew from the field."
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