CHAPTER
XCVIII
In another part of the building we found a young man
about 26 years of age who said that he was confined in the Asylum by his
father, simply because he was a Union man, and that he was not insane.
He reasoned well, and if his brain was affected, his
was the most systematic madness we ever beheld.
A committee was appointed and the young man was
examined before them and having no difficulty to establish his sanity, and he
was consequently given his liberty.
We had the satisfaction of witnessing an entertainment
given by the Blind and Mutes, and were very much pleased with the
programme. Among the inmates of the
Asylum was the sister of the rebel General Fisher, who at the time was in
command in the vicinity of Charleston .
The Capitol was a neat pleasant building surrounded by
a large number of beautiful shade trees, which at the time were luxuriant with
their rich green spring foliage, making a picture never to be effaced from the
eye of the beholder.
About this time a large number of the Confederate
soldiers from the paroled Army of Northern Virginia arrived in Raleigh ,
and the Confederate uniform was about as common upon the street as was the Union blue.
April 20th, Thursday. Our Division was out on review and was highly
complimented by a number of General Officers from a number of the Corps who
graced the occasion with their presence.
On the following Tuesday, April 25th, we moved at
daylight upon what was destined to be our final aggressive campaign. We marched to Jones’ X roads, here we went
into camp near Holly Springs , having marched about 12 miles.
The next day we remained in camp. Rumors of all kinds were current, the
principal ones pointing towards the capitulation of General Johnston’s rebel
army. During the day we witnessed a foot
race between a member of the 29th Pennsylvania of the 2nd
Brigade, and of the 5th Ohio of our Brigade, which was won by the
Ohioan, this gave our Brigade the championship, and which ended in a knockdown
with a similar result.
On the 27th the rumors of the previous day
were set at rest by the announcement at regimental head-quarter’s that Johnston ’s army had capitulated to General Sherman upon
the terms that Lee had surrendered to Grant.
Strange as it may appear the announcement that the Rebel Army had
surrendered, did not call forth a single cheer from the men of our regiment.
Friday, 28th. Moved back to our old camp, near Raleigh , making the 12 miles in a little less than four
and a half hours.
After we returned to camp a ration of whisky was
issued and a merry time was the result.
On the afternoon of the 29th, inst. at
dress parade, orders were read announcing to the troops, that on the following
day the line of march would be taken up for Washington, via Richmond, where the
army would be disbanded just as soon as the necessary arrangements could be
completed.
Accordingly on the following morning, Sunday, April 30th,
we started on the homeward march. Never
had we slung knapsacks with lighter hearts than we did upon that bright April
Sabbath morning. As we moved to the
northward of the city, the bells of several of the churches rang out their
sweet music, calling the followers of the meek and lowly Galilean, to assemble
for worship. During the day we crossed
the Neuse River ,
encamped after a fifteen mile march. Our
supper we succeeded in gathering up during the day, and consisted of chicken
and potatoes. As we stretched our tired
limbs upon a blanket covered over old mother earth, we gazed into the stars
above us and, felt a secret joy in realizing that our friends in or far-off
Northern homes were gazing into the same orbs with their eyes and whilst at the
same time they were thinking of us. Thus
we mused until we fell asleep.
During the day we passed through a fine farming
country, the land was rolling, not much unlike some parts of our county. We crossed Tar River
and after a long march of at least 22 miles, we went into camp.
May 2nd.
We started out on the march at an early hour and moved along briskly
until about 5 o’clock , we went into camp, after
making fully 20 miles.
Wednesday, May 3rd. We passed through Williams Borough, crossed
the State line about 4 miles from the Roanoke River
and went into camp after a march of about 10 miles.
Up to the present time we had done some heavy
marching. We were at the time informed
that from a given point near the Virginia line Sherman’s Army would all move
over one route and that the troops that would first strike the road would have
the advance, a consideration of considerable importance to the men as well as
the animals, since the advance always gets into camp several hours before the
rear and the men and animals have the advantage of the forage near the line of
march.
Our corps struck the road second and would have been
first, had it not been for a little strategy on the part of the commander of
the successful corps, the 17th, we think, who ordered one of his
Brigades to move in light marching order, that is with haversack, canteen and
arms, having loaded their knapsacks upon the wagons, and thus gaining the road
several hours in advance of us.
At the juncture of the road where the 17th
came upon the coveted road, some member of the successful command had executed
a charcoal sketch upon the lid of a cracker box and nailed it on the trunk of a
tree, which was a decided hit and would have done credit to a Nast. Before describing the sketch, the following
explanation in reference to the Corps Badges will be necessary, in order that
the point of the picture may be readily seen.
The badge of the 14th was the Acorn, the 15th
the Cartridge-box, the 17th the Arrow and the 20th Corps
being designated by the Star.
The picture caricatured the four Army Corps, in the
following manner:- The central figure consisted of a large oak tree, the ground
under the tree was covered with acorns, (the 14th Corps) while from
one of the extended branches of the tree hung suspended a cartridge-box, (the
15th Corps) under the tree a hog while in the act of eating acorns was
pierced with an arrow (the 17th Corps) apparently fired from the
tree, while stars (the 20th Corps) were “dropping” freely. Although the joke was on the “stars” and the
left wing, our boys were always able to enjoy a good thing, even if it was at
their own expense. The picture, like
those coming from the hands of the old masters, had to be SEEN to be
appreciated.
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