September 22, 1863
---As
of this date, two days after the battle, Bragg has made no serious move toward
Chattanooga. Rosecrans uses this
reprieve to strengthen his positions and the earthworks surrounding the city.
---Gen.
William S. Rosecrans, in command of the beaten Army of the Cumberland, sends
this dispatch by telegraph to Gen. Halleck in Washington, which shows Rosecrans
wildly overestimating the forces opposing him:
CHATTANOOGA, TENN., September 22, 1863-9.30 a.m.
(Received 2.30 p.m.)
Major General H. W. HALLECK,
General-in-Chief:
We
have fought a most sanguinary battle against vastly superior numbers.
Longstreet is here, and probably Ewell, and a force is coming from Charleston.
We have suffered terribly, but have inflicted equal injury upon the enemy. The
mass of this army is intact and in good spirits. Disaster not as great as I
anticipated. We held our position in the main up to Sunday night. Retired on
Rossville, which we held yesterday; then retired on Chattanooga. Our position
is a strong one. Think we can hold out right. Our transportation is mostly
across the river. Have one bridge. Another will be done to-day. Our cavalry
will be concentrated on the west side of the river, to guard it on our left.
Telegraph communication will probably be cut off for several days, as we will
be compelled to abandon south side of the Tennessee River below this point.
W. S.
ROSECRANS,
Major-General.
---News
of the Battle of Chickamauga finally reaches Richmond. War Department clerk John Beauchamp Jones
records in his journal the jubilation over the news of the victory, and rather optimistically
embellishes what he hopes will accrue from it:
September 22d.—Another dispatch from
Bragg, received at a late hour last night, says the victory is complete. This
announcement has lifted a heavy load from the spirits of our people; and as
successive dispatches come from Gov. Harris and others on the battle-field
to-day, there is a great change in the recent elongated faces of many we meet
in the streets. So far we learn that the enemy has been beaten back and pursued
some eleven miles; that we have from 5000 to 6000 prisoners, some 40 guns,
besides small arms and stores in vast quantities. But Gen. Hood, whom I saw at
the department but a fortnight ago, is said to be dead! and some half dozen of
our brigadier-generals have been killed and wounded. The loss of the enemy,
however, has been still greater than ours. . . . Yet, this is from the West.
The effects of this great victory will be
electrical. The whole South will be filled again with patriotic fervor, and in
the North there will be a corresponding depression. Rosecrans’s position is now
one of great peril; for his army, being away from the protection of gun-boats,
may be utterly destroyed, and then Tennessee and Southern Kentucky may fall
into our hands again. To-morrow the papers will be filled with accounts from
the field of battle, and we shall have a more distinct knowledge of the
magnitude of it. There must have been at least 150,000 men engaged; and no
doubt the killed and wounded on both sides amounted to tens of thousands!
Surely the Government of the United States must
now see the impossibility of subjugating the Southern people, spread over such
a vast extent of territory; and the European governments ought now to interpose
to put an end to this cruel waste of blood and treasure. . . .
---Charles
Wright Wills, a captain in the 103rd Illinois Infantry, stationed in
southern Mississippi, writes in his journal :
Camp at Messenger’s Ferry, Big Black River,
Miss.,
September 22, 1863.
I wrote you a few lines from Vicksburg on the
18th inst. to notify you that I had escaped the perils of navigation (sandbar
and guerillas) and of my safe arrival. I had a delightful trip down the river.
A splendid boat, gentlemanly officers, not too many passengers, and beautiful
weather. Major General Tuttle and wife and Mrs. General Grant were of our
number. I think Mrs. Grant a model lady. She has seen not over thirty years,
medium size, healthy blonde complexion, brown hair, blue eyes (cross-eyed) and
has a pretty hand. She dresses very plainly, and busied herself knitting during
nearly the whole trip. Believe her worthy of the general. Vicksburg is a
miserable hole and was never anything better. A number of houses have been
burned by our artillery firing, but altogether the town has suffered less than
any secesh village I have seen at the hands of our forces. . . . They call it
level here when the surface presents no greater angles than 45 degrees. . . . We
have lost a large number by disease since I left the regiment. Anyone who saw
us in Peoria would open wide his eyes at the length of our line now, and think
we’d surely passed a dozen battles. The greater part of the material this
regiment is made of should never have been sent into the field. The consolation
is that these folks would all have to die sometime, and they ought to be glad
to get rid of their sickly lives, and get credit as patriots for the sacrifice.
We are now in the 2d Brigade 4th Division 15th Army Corps, having been
transferred from the 16th Army Corps. We are camped on the bluffs of Black
river, which we picket. Our camp is the finest one I ever was in. There are two
large magnolias, three white beeches, and a half dozen holly trees around my
tent. I think the magnolia the finest looking tree I ever saw. Many of the
trees are ornamented with Spanish moss, which, hanging from the branches in
long and graceful rolls, adds very much to the beauty of the forest. Another
little item I cannot help mentioning is the “chigger,” a little red insect much
smaller than a pin-head, that buries itself in the skin and stings worse than a
mosquito bite. Squirrels skip around in the trees in camp, and coons, owls,
etc., make music for us nights. Capt. Gus Smith when on picket several nights,
saw a bear (so he swears) and shot at it several times. . . .