Brisbin's Escape: James S. Brisbin's letter to Jane Brisbin
Rash heroism and extraordinary fortune contributed to Union Captain James Brisbin's
audacious escape following the Battle of Malvern Hill. Written to his wife Jane,
his account begins as Union and Confederate forces attempt to reassemble and
prepare for continued combat (GLC 1504.01). Vividly recalling the combat's aftermath,
Brisbin describes the stench of rotting horse corpses and the destruction of
a once-elegant brick house "posted full of Canon ball holes".
In this desolate atmosphere, his company was ordered to accompany Captain August
Kautz upriver to "shell the reble forts", and gain information
regarding Confederate location. However, Kautz's early departure left Brisbin
trapped behind enemy lines.
Knowing his small company was no match for the Confederate force, Brisbin hatched
a clever escape plan. He ordered his men to remove their Union jackets to reveal
gray undershirts resembling those worn by Confederates. Brisbin notes that leading
his company's escape granted him heroic standing:" the sly way in
which I sold the rebels created quite a talk in the Army - An old officer said
to day it was one of the sharpest things that had been done". His
status as a hero did not, however, shield him from the common fears many soldiers
experienced, miles from home and family. In closing, he reassures his wife,
Jane," I am not going to get Killed if I can healp it. I don't
believe the rebels can Kill me".
Alyson Barrett
Manuscript Cataloger
Gilder Lehrman Collection
Transcript
James S. Brisbin to Jane Brisbin
Richmond, Virginia, 11 August 1862.
Autograph letter signed, 10 pages. |
In the field
Near Richmond Va
Aug 11th 1862
My Dear wife
I will now go on with my account of our advance on Malvern Hill—The
next day after the battle we lay in a field close by the battle ground—Malvern
Hill is where the hardest battle of all the seven days fighting took
place on the memorable occasion when Genl McClellen changed his base
of operations from the York to the James River. I rode over the battle
field and saw many long ridges of yellow clay every here and there which
I was informed where the graves of our men who fell in the late battles.
Dead horses where laying [struck: of] over the field [struck:
and] and the stench from their roting Carcasses was insufferable—One
fine brick house on the top of the Hill [2] where the Rebel
Artilery had been posted was full of Canin ball holes and all the doors
and windows were knocked out—It was a beautiful place but in ruins
tho Canun shot having cut and broken down many of the fine shade trees
around it An air of desoloation prevaded the whole place—
On the 7th I was sent out by Capt Kantz with Capt Gregg to drive in
the enemies [Propiute]—Leut Kemin had been out before us but the
rebel Infantry had driven him back I saw one of his poor fellows carried
to the rear on some poles—he had one ball through the wrist and
another through the breast—he was vomiting blood and died in five
minutes There were two roads—Capt Gregg took one and I went down
the other—I Sent some of my men in the wood and advanced slowly
[3] I crept through the woods [struck: slowly] and
soon found the rebels posted in the edge of a field—I got up under
cover of the Woods to within One Hundred and Eighty yards of them. About
20 were standing quite [struck: close] at ease under a tree.
The Leutanent who had command of [inserted: them] was quietly
smoking a Cigar. The men were laughing and talking and holding their
horses carelessly—I could have shot some of them but did not want
to do it as I was sent to find out all I could and had orders to avoid
an Engagement as long as possible—Just ahead of me I could see
the Rebels Forts I counted their guns, estimated their force and and
having got all the information I desired I fell back—The rebels
saw me and I heard the Leuitenant give the Command to his men to “Mount
but he did not attempt to follow me [4] and it was well for
him he did not for as you know my men are armed with Sharpe Rifles and
Know very well how to use them. I came back and reported what I had
seen and Genl Pleasentun sent Capt.-Kantz out with orders to go down
to the River get on a Gun Boat and then go up the River with the Boat
and shell the reble forts Capt Kantz took me with him and my Company—we
reached the River in safety and Kants went on Board the boat leving
me on shore—I Sent my men in a barn yard close [struck:
by] and made the old secesh who owned the place give me some oats to
feed my horses—The poor brutes had not been fed for nearly 24
hours—The old fellow lived nice and was evidently rich—I
went into the house and found an old man [5] woman. It was
now dark and I was going to [struck: get] make them get me
something to eat when a man of our Regiment came in and told me the
Rebels were coming. He said there were more than three thousand of the
enemy between me and the Camp and that I was cut off and surrounded—I
went out and could hear the rebels firing and I knew they were driving
back our men I did not know what to do—I was more than 3 miles
from our Army and thousands of rebels [struckt: where] [inserted:
were] between me and them. I thought I was give up—I sat down
on a stone to think out a plan of escape. I soon had it You know how
I can “step” around (Remember our country days) I was determined
to dodge the rebels—You will recollect I told you the rebels all
have grey uniforms—My men all have grey shirts—I had on
[6] the grey shirt you made me—I made my men all take
off their blue coats and tie them behind their saddles—It was
moon-light but in their grey shirts they looked for all the world like
rebels—The men set out [inserted: &] pretended as
though we were rebels and looking for the “Yankees” I soon
came up with a Co of rebel Infantry but as we were going the same way,
they were and had on [strikeout: the] our [struck: Regents]—Skirmishers
they evidently thot we were their own Cavalry and so paid no attention
to us—A little further on we came up with another lot of reble
Infantry—the grey shirts took again and we went on in safety—I
was now approaching our lines and would soon be safe—but Just
as I was congratulating myself on my escape from the rebels Clutches
I came suddenly upon a whole field full of reble Infantry and I trembled
in my boots for I feared I could not “sell” so many of them.
There must have been at least three thousand of them. I put on a bold
[struck: air] [inserted: face] and marched along their
front (they were drawn up in line) The poor rebels suspected nothing
and I passed on I had not gone 10 rods however before our own men who
were Just ahead fired a volley into us and drive us back close to the
rebels. I was afraid our men would take our grey shirts for rebels and
fire on us and so they did I did not know what to do—I did not
dare hollers to them and tell them who I was or the rebels would fire
on [7] me. I saw the rebels were all lying down and I knew
not a moment was to be lost for the rebels would soon fire and I expected
a rebel officer to come up to me any moment and see who [struck:
I was] I knew what men in our army was opposite me—it was my own
[struck: men] Regiment and I [struck: could see them
and] knew also that they knew I was out—So grasping my saber and
Clenching my teeth, I told my men to follow and plunging my spurs into
my horse and yelling at the top of my voice “friends friends dont
fire” we dashed into our lines only afew of our men fired [inserted:
at us] but one ball passed close by my ear and one close by my thigh.
The astonished rebels as soon as they saw how they had been “sold”
sprang to their feet and sent a thousand balls after us but it was to
late. I had got into a little woods Just a head. Their balls flew over
and around [8] us but did little harm only killing 6 men—Sargt
Van Reed was knocked off his horse but escaped by hanging to another
mans horse—Old Upe the tailor went up and Bugler Walton is dead
Every body thought I had been captured with my whole Company and my
appearance Among my brother officers created no little surprise—The
sly way in which I sold the rebels created quite a talk in the Army—An
old officer said to day it was one of the sharpest things that had been
done in the war—If I can get a paper containing an account of
it I will send it to you but papers on hand to get away down here—our
object in going to Malvern Hill was to prevent the rebels from sending
any more troops against Pope—we succeeded they sent down fifty-thousand
troops against us that they intended sending against Pope—I was
within 9 miles of Richmond nearer than any one else in the army I think
We have now fell back 2 miles—We have twenty five thousand men
here. We can see the rebels all day long—We do not intend to fight
them, we only want to make them keep a big army here so they cant send
any more men against Pope We are now lying in a woods. I write this
on a board under a tree—We have no tents and but little to eat
but we are contented We are all as dirty as hogs and the flies eat us
nearly up If it were not on your account I would like this kind of life—If
I was at home with you and yet of the Army I do not think to [9]
enlist again—However since I am in for it I will “put it
through” and after the war I will either get a situation where
I can be with you all the time or I will go out of the Army and do some-thing
else It is very hot here—I got two letters from you—I will
alter my will and make it as you wish—I am not going to get killed
if I can healp it—I dont believe the rebels can kill me—I
will come home all night see if I dont and then if you have been a good
true wife while I was away I will never leave you again—I know
you will be a good wife for you always have been—Mother writes
me you are such a good girl—You must write every day—I will
have to send a boy about 5 miles with this letter so as to get it mailed
to you. I hope he will bring me back [10] a couple of letters
from you We have to keep our horses saddled all the time so we can mount
and move at a Moments notice for the rebels may come this way at any
time—I was very home sick last night—Oh if I could only
see you for a little while how happy I should be Be patient darling
I will be home by and by and then you will think all the more of your
“soldier boy” for having served his Country when it was
in danger We are all delighted that the President is going to draft
men—Won’t that wake up the dutch—When you write tell
me all the news I heard you were in Bellefonte but only one night—Good
bye my love—I will write you every day if I can
Yours now Jim
Item Description and Credits
GLC 1504.01, James S. Brisbin to Jane Brisbin.
Richmond, Virginia, 11 August 1862. Autograph letter signed, 10 pages.
For more information or to obtain copies, contact Ana Ramirez-Luhrs
at reference@gilderlehrman.com
or call (212) 787-6616 ext. 209.
Suggested Reading
Burton, Brian K. Extraordinary Circumstances: The Seven Days Battles.
Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 2001.
Sears, Stephen. To the Gates of Richmond: The Peninsula Campaign.
New York: Ticknor & Fields, 1992.
Wheeler, Richard. Sword Over Richmond: An Eyewitness History of McClellan's
Peninsula Campaign. New York: Fairfax Press, 1989.