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Letter from Zene C. Bohrer My name is Linda Bohrer Anderson. I have in my hand a copy of a letter written by Zene C. Bohrer from the battlefield the final day of the Battle of Stones River. I believe this man to have been a brother of my great-great grandfather, George E. Bohrer, whose family was living in Dallas County at the time of the Civil War. I have always been haunted by the closing: "...I subscribe myself, perhaps for the last time..." and am curious to learn if he survived the war, as we have no other family references to this person.
Amid the roaring of the cannon and the thrilling sound of musketry, the cries and shrieks of the wounded, I attempt to drop you a few lines briefly. This is the fifth day, and would be pleased to give you a full detail of the whole affair. The heaviest was on the 31st, and on the 2nd of January. Early on the morning of the 31st, the enemy began the attack upon our right flank, and by 9 A. M. we were all in line. The 10th brigade were on the left of Gen. Reanson's Division; the 30th and 6th Ohio, in front. The enemy drove Reanson, Sill and Thomas, back, and came upon us before we were aware of it. They came upon us through a thicket and we could not see them until they were within 20 yards of our Regiment. We saw them and supposed them to be Reanson's men, as many were dressed in U. S. overcoats, consequently we were ordered not to fire upon our own men, when they (the Rebels) hallowed out "Don't fire on your own men", they then opened fire, and a most terrific fire was poured upon us. We gave them three heavy volleys, and then were forced to retreat or fall back.
All of the above were members of my company. The regiment was completely cut to pieces. Our loss in this desperate strife was nearly one hundred killed, wounded or missing. I attempted to rally my men just after we left the woods, but failed. I made the second attempt as we crossed the pike and succeeded in rallying 35 men with the colors, and then joined the 6th Ohio, and fought with them all day. The enemy still came out and made a desperate charge across the open cotton field, and our artillery played upon them nicely mowing them down by companies, and platoons. They came up within 30 yards of our batteries, but could not stand it longer and fell back. We opened upon them, and followed up their retreat driving them one mile and taking a brigade of prisoners. They lost hundreds. Time forbids giving you more at present, but will speak of three days battle as being very heavy and terrific on both sides. The 4th day, yesterday, at 3:30 P.M. they attempted and made another charge upon our left flank. They came up in three distinct columns. Hardee's corps drove our men in at least one half mile. Still I have not yet seen Rufe since the first. He is all O.K. In the last tide, Tom Benbo received a slight wound in the hand. He is with me however. I have some as brave boys as ever breathed. Gen Parsons was struck with a spent ball. Capt. B. wounded in the heel. Billy P. all O.K. Jack W. and Joe B., Marion street. Joe Shuck all O.K. A small piece of shell or ball passed through my pants but never brought the red. I want you to come down. Don't fail. It will pay you. We had but little fighting With love to all, I subscribe myself, perhaps for the last time. Please let me know what sense you can make of this. I hope it is of some value to you. |
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