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230 SHELBY AND HIS MEN; OR,
and upon the muddy and trampled road. The 77th Ohio, dis-
graced at Shiloh and ordered to Alton for prison duty, was en-
countered upon this gory field, and all the prayers of outraged
prisoners, all the cruelties of these cowardly abolitionists, and all
the petty insults of their stay at Alton were visited upon the head
of this regiment in withering volleys of avenging musketry. No
insult or slow torture came from it now-no opposition or resist-
ance either. After the cannon shots had been fired as a signal to
their crowded friends in rear, the charge of the brigade became
like the march of a hurricane. Lines went down before it at a
breath, and entire regiments surrendered without a shot. Cap-
tain Lea, with one company, took two hundred prisoners, and in
marching them to the rear had scarcely men enough to form a re-
spectable guard. Colonel Blackwell, with only a few men, had
pressed too far ahead of his lines in his eagerness, and was sud-
denly surrounded by a Major and a hundred fierce-looking infant-
ry. "Surrender!" shouted they. "All right," said Blackwell,
cool as an iceberg; "I am lost anyhow in this infernal woods, and
will be much obliged if you will pilot me out." Just then firing
commenced all around their position, and the unearthly yelling
of the Confederates came shrieking through the undergrowth.
Blackwell's bold face blankly fell, and he shook in counterfeited
fright as he turned his eyes toward these horrible sounds. "How
now," said the Major, "what's that?" "Ah!" faintly answered
Blackwell--them's injuns-injuns, do you hear? and if we are
caught not a man of us will escape alive!" "Let's get away then
from this place as soon as possible," said the Major. "But where
shall we go-the woods are full of Indians?" "Well, follow me;
I know a road that will take us to the river, where we can cross
and reach Piie Bluff, for if I am caught with your blue coats, be-
fore I could explain myself, my scalp would hang dangling at the
girdle of some loping Choctaw." "Are they really so bad?"
asked the terrified Major. "The wildest things what are" (an
army expression), softly replied Blackwell. The road taken to
the river, by some strange freak of geography, ran directly into
Gordon's regiment, where Blackwell turned over his captors and
sent them to the rear, lest the Indians should be troublesome.
The hour of vengeance was hovering over the remainder of
Rabb's magnificent six-gun battery, two of the pieces being with
the expedition destroyed by Marmaduke at Poison Spring, and it
was standing on a lone, steep hill, fighting as it fought at Prairie
Grove and Cane Hill. Shanks and Gordon marked the bright,
long James' and sprang away side by side to grapple them. A
Object Description
| Title | Shelby and his men, or, the war in the west |
| Author | Edwards, John N. (John Newman), 1839-1889 |
| Subject.LCSH |
Shelby, Joseph Orville, 1830-1897 Missouri -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 Arkansas -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 |
| Coverage | United State -- Missouri |
| Source |
Digital reproduction based on reprint edition republished by his wife Jennie Edwards, Kansas City, Mo. : Hudson-Kimberly Pub. Co., 1897 Originally published: Cincinnati, Ohio : Miami printing and publishing, 1867. |
| Language | English |
| Date.Original | 1897 |
| Date.Digital | 2003? |
| Type |
Books and pamphlets |
| Format | JPEG |
| Collection Name | Civil War in Missouri - Monographs |
| Editorial Note | All blank pages have been eliminated |
| Publisher.Digital | University of Missouri Digital Library Production Services |
| Rights | These pages may be freely searched and displayed. Permission must be received for subsequent distribution in print or electronically. Please contact contributing institution for information. |
| Contributing Institution |
University of Missouri--Columbia. Libraries |
| Copy Request | Contact Ellis Library Special Collection, University of Missouri - Columbia at (573) 882-0076 or email: SpecialCollections@missouri.edu |
Description
| Title | civk000028p0230 |
| Description | 230 SHELBY AND HIS MEN; OR, and upon the muddy and trampled road. The 77th Ohio, dis- graced at Shiloh and ordered to Alton for prison duty, was en- countered upon this gory field, and all the prayers of outraged prisoners, all the cruelties of these cowardly abolitionists, and all the petty insults of their stay at Alton were visited upon the head of this regiment in withering volleys of avenging musketry. No insult or slow torture came from it now-no opposition or resist- ance either. After the cannon shots had been fired as a signal to their crowded friends in rear, the charge of the brigade became like the march of a hurricane. Lines went down before it at a breath, and entire regiments surrendered without a shot. Cap- tain Lea, with one company, took two hundred prisoners, and in marching them to the rear had scarcely men enough to form a re- spectable guard. Colonel Blackwell, with only a few men, had pressed too far ahead of his lines in his eagerness, and was sud- denly surrounded by a Major and a hundred fierce-looking infant- ry. "Surrender!" shouted they. "All right," said Blackwell, cool as an iceberg; "I am lost anyhow in this infernal woods, and will be much obliged if you will pilot me out." Just then firing commenced all around their position, and the unearthly yelling of the Confederates came shrieking through the undergrowth. Blackwell's bold face blankly fell, and he shook in counterfeited fright as he turned his eyes toward these horrible sounds. "How now," said the Major, "what's that?" "Ah!" faintly answered Blackwell--them's injuns-injuns, do you hear? and if we are caught not a man of us will escape alive!" "Let's get away then from this place as soon as possible," said the Major. "But where shall we go-the woods are full of Indians?" "Well, follow me; I know a road that will take us to the river, where we can cross and reach Piie Bluff, for if I am caught with your blue coats, be- fore I could explain myself, my scalp would hang dangling at the girdle of some loping Choctaw." "Are they really so bad?" asked the terrified Major. "The wildest things what are" (an army expression), softly replied Blackwell. The road taken to the river, by some strange freak of geography, ran directly into Gordon's regiment, where Blackwell turned over his captors and sent them to the rear, lest the Indians should be troublesome. The hour of vengeance was hovering over the remainder of Rabb's magnificent six-gun battery, two of the pieces being with the expedition destroyed by Marmaduke at Poison Spring, and it was standing on a lone, steep hill, fighting as it fought at Prairie Grove and Cane Hill. Shanks and Gordon marked the bright, long James' and sprang away side by side to grapple them. A |
| Source | Shelby and His Men |
| Type | Books and monographs |
| Format | JPEG |
| Identifier | civk000028p0230.jpg |
| Collection Name | Civil War in Missouri - Monographs |
| Editorial Note | All blank pages have been eliminated |
| Publisher.Digital | University of Missouri Digital Library Production Services |
| Rights | These pages may be freely searched and displayed. Permission must be received for subsequent distribution in print or electronically. Please contact koppk@umsystem.edu for more information. |
| Copy Request | Contact Ellis Library special collection at: SpecialCollections@missouri.edu |
