This is my second year working on this year-long
prompt, hosted by Amy Johnson Crow. I will write each week
in one of my two blogs, either Mam-ma’s Southern Family or at My Trails Into the Past. I have enjoyed writing
about my children’s ancestors in new and exciting ways.
Amos Gorrell, Jr. served in Co. A of the 18th
Regiment in the Ohio Infantry during the Civil War. He volunteered on 1 August
1861, about four months after the start of the war and served until 9 August
1864.[1]
His pension files gives facts about his service:
He was twenty-four years old and was five feet and eight and a half inches
tall, with fair complexion, brown hair and eyes, and worked as a farmer. He was
also wounded in battle at Chickamanga on 20 September 1863 and was in the
hospital in Nashville, Tennessee in 30 April 1864.[2]
However, Amos kept a journal during his service
and from that we can see his state of mind as he decided to enlist. Below is a
transcription:[3]
July 29th 1861
It is hay harvest. I am mowing in the Meadow on the Toops farm. Capt. Henry
R. Miller who was been authorized by Governer Denison to rais a company of
Volunteers comes down to our Church (Asbury Chapel) to make a speech and to get
recruits. Miller is a Methodist Preacher, and thought to be a very fine man. I
go to the meeting. Have felt it my duty to volunteer for some time. And the
recommendation which Miller gives the men of his co. for morality, make me feel
a desire to go in his co. But I do not five my name, as I have not my business
arrainged.
He wrote a longer entry the next day:
July 30th
I resolve to go into the Army, and in Millers Co. If I can make
arrangements with my brother to stay at Home and take care of our Aged Father,
& Mother. The Farm on which we live is rented from Jos. Toops for $180. We
have Thirty acres in corn, Ten acres in meadow, One Hundred & fifty Dozen
of oats in the Shock. One acre in Potatoes, One acre in Sugar Cane, and about
Fifteen acres of Pasture land. I have one good Horse & a good yearling
colt. My Brother has one good horse, and Father has one good horse, & a
suckling colt, and one cow, and Household furnature and some other articles.
And my Brother Jos. & I have the following Property in partnership between
us, Viz. Two head of Horses, Four head of Cattle, Thirty two head of Hogs,
& Six head of Sheep. Also one two Horse wagon & Farming utensils. My
Brother and I make a bargain that he is to stay at home and take charge of the
Property and farm, and pay the rent. Make a vandeu (?) in the fall if he deems
it Expedient. and sell off some of the property. And is to keep the old folks,
and do the best he can, And I am to go to the army, and send home what money I
can. And if I live to return we are to make an equal divide of all of the money
& Property. His Horse & my two Horses excepted. I get on a Horse and go
to Frankfort, Ross Co., Ohio. And am Sworn into the U.S. Service by Esqr.
Wisehart for three years or during the war. go to the Taylors and leave my
measure as all of the co are to be Uniformed at Frankfort. I return Home in the
Evening, and stay a couple of days, and make preparations to leave.
Now the pension file indicated he joined 1
August, but I’d say his diary would be more accurate. The next entry is 2
August, so it might also describe what he did on the first.
Aug 2nd
I go with some more of the boys from our Neighborhood to Frankfort and am
organized into A Co. under command of Capt. H.R. Miller. Leaving home, and
parting with friends proved to be a sever trial. My Brother Jos. takes us to
Frankfort in a Wagon. Our co. stays at Frankfort until the 9th of Aug. While
there we drill some in company drill. go to a Pole Raising in wagons one day.
to Elect our Co officers, who are as follows. Capt. H.R. Miller, First Lieut.
Felix McNeel. Second Lieut. Jos. R. Haynes. We are Excepted [accepted] as a
company by the Gov. on the 6th. We board with the Citizens. While at Frankfort,
I stay at Mr. Rosebaums.
The next two months were spent trying to get
enough companies to form a regiment. Amos described the process. On September
28 he got a leave of absence for four days to go home for a visit. He returned to camp to receive his rifle. They were then sent home for the Election. Amos
wrote:
Oct 8th
Huff and I go to the Election, in the morning. In Huntington T.P. I Vote the Union ticket, and
we walk from there to Chillicothe, and get on the cars, and return to Camp
Wool.
Upon his return, his regiment was sent to Camp
Dennison, a 150 miles away. There they had a new style of drills. On November 6
they left for Kentucky by getting to Cincinnati and then on a steamboat, Jacob
Strader down to Louisville. Their camp was south of the city and they
reported to General T.W. Sherman.
From there, they marched south covering several
days until they reached Elizabethtown in Harden County. They were there three
weeks and organized into a Brigade under the command of Col. Turcheon of the
18th Illinois Regiment. Many of the boys got the mumps, and Amos got them
lightly.
Dec 5th
We receive our first payment from Govt. three months pay thirty nine
Dollars. are paid to the last day of October. … I send $30 home by Express
They continued marching south. Amos took a
relapse and was pretty sick for a few days.
They continue marching, but Amos rode in the wagon due to his illness. Their brigade formed the 3rd
Division along with other Regiments. Many more men had such diseases as mumps,
typhoid fever, measles and more. Some are sent home, some died.
Jan 20th [1962]
Our Regt moves back to our orriginal camping ground. Draw new Sibley tents
& stoves, and live more comfortable, as we have formerly had the “Bell
tents” and was very much crowded.
To learn more about Sibley tents, check out this
site.
According to the site, the tent was phased out due to being too large to
transport and smaller pup tents were used.
Feb. 10th
We march with our Division from Bacon creek to Mumfordsville, Hewit County
Ky 10 ms. Passing Genl McCooks Div. We cross Green River on the new R.R. bridge
(which is about 160 feet high, and laid over with boards) and camp one mile
South of town in the woods near the RR naming our Camp “Madison”, where we stay
but a couple of days.
When they get to Bowling Green, the Rebels had
left, buildings empty and some burning. Days later they started marching toward Nashville.
After marching through the town, they camped south and established a regular camp.
Feb 28th
We pitch our tents & establish a regular camp. We are scarce of rations
for a few days.And it is here that I do my first foraging. as I go out to a
farm house & kill a hog to get meat for breakfast We remain here about three weeks….
They kept marching
south. At one point they waded water to their knees and slept in camp with wet
clothes. By March 20 they were in camp for a couple of weeks, while their
regiment built a railroad bridge over the Stone River.
In April they have
marched to Alabama, arriving in Huntsville. They captured 300 prisoners, 18
locomotives & a host of cars of the Memphis & Charleston RR. They used the railroad to continue on their travels until they reached a burned out bridge.
Their tents were gone and had to bivouac most nights. Their days were spent moving
or foraging and scouting. They captured several wagon loads of Rebel uniforms,
clothing, bacon and other supplies which the Rebels had hid before evacuating.
Their first skirmish
with the Rebels was on May 1.
We are attacked at Atherns, by a Superior force of
Rebel Cavalry and Artillery, commanded by Col Scott. While the skermish is
going on the train loaded with rations returns. About this time Genl C. M.
Mitchell comes from Huntsville on another train, and finding we are attacked by
a superior force, orders us to fall back for reinforcement, as we are in danger
of being captured. Both trains starts for Huntsville in Hast. The one which
Genl Mitchell is on in front. The Rebels have got around our left flank, drove
away our Bridge Guards and fired the Bridges, and fire on our trains as they
pass. The train which Mitchell is on runs over the Bridge while it is burning.
The other train makes the same attempt, but breaks through. But fortunately no
men are killed by the smashup. Two men of Co. B on our Regt. are killed (shot
by the Rebels) at Piney Creek Bridge… As we leave the town we are insulted by
the citizens, called “Cowerdly Yankeys” &c and are fired on from the
windows of some of the homes. The Rebel Cavalry and Artillery follow us about 6
ms. and fire on us several times. Our Co. is rear guards. We return the fire
and kill and wound several of their men & horses. Our boys appear clamerous
for an orer to fight. We fall back about 15 ms. and meet our reinforcement. We
have but 4 or 5 men slightly wounded.
This portion of the diary
continues to June 19, 1862. From these diaries, one can see the details of
where they marched, camped, and fought. They have a few skirmishes with the
Rebels but nothing serious. Studying these diaries and comparing them to the
unit and regiment reports would be interesting. Also interesting would be to
map out his unit’s route. Amos kept detail account of where they were including
city and county.
To be continued . . .
[1] Volunteer
Service, 1 Aug 1861, service of Amos Gorrell (Pvt, Company A, 18th Ohio
Infantry, Civil War), Application no. C-2499427, Cert. No. 1110444, Case Files
of Approved Pension Applications, 1861-1934; Civil War and Later Pension Files;
Department of Veterans Affairs, Record Group 15; National Archives, Washington,
DC.
[2]
ibid.
[3]
The diaries of Amos Gorrell were very small, what would fit in the pocket of
overalls or trousers. These diaries were passed down to his children and then
grandchildren. Later, they were typed by an unknown person, and copies given to
me by George J. Gorrell. The location of the original diaries are unknown. Amos
Gorrell’s spelling has been preserved. This diary is from July 1861 to June
1862.
Copyright © 2019 by Lisa S. Gorrell, My Trails into the Past. All Rights Reserved.
I have a civil war diary myself. The horrible conditions the soldiers on both sides suffered before they even got to battle. And the horrific things that followed. What a terrible war.
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