Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1862-04-22
A visit to the Ba,,re-rteId.

A correspondent of the Missouri Demo
crdt, who was on the White Cloud on its
way up the Tennessee, relates his expert
ence as follows:
1t Isl fact which can hardly aceoun.
for on principles of acoustics that, when
we were forty miles from Pittsburg, con
fused and vague reports came to us Of the
incessant and loud canuonading heard all
day Sunday. These stories, although fre>
quently repeated, served only to amuse me
at FIRST. As we came within ten miles of
Savannah, and twenty miles from Pitts
burg, the dull boom of cannon became
distinctly audible, and grew sharper and
louder as we advanced. The effect of the
sound, now repeated at slow intervals, now
increasing almost into volleys, when cons
bined with our knowledge of the vast forces
probably engaged, brought to mind the
tones of Waterloo, heard in the balls of
Brussels. IL was half the pean OF victory,
and half The knell of the untold dead.
Wziep 70 reached Savannah the most
1qeeeazesr ra3 1so :lpf;2x s<erics FeTo
was, Hurry on with your batteries imme.
diatcly they want them"
How slowly the craft seemed to toll
against the stream Perhaps our little six
pound huwitzer might change the fortune
of the day. At last the Pittsburg Landing,
with its line of smoke stacks and steep
bluffs came in sight. Its sides for a mile
were swarming with blue coats, artillery
horses struggling up the bank, cavalry,
infantry, army stores, filters bearing the
wounded and dying, mingled in the chaotic
confusion. What could this mean? Could
h. kIn,. n,,l
landed, we learned that we had been
repuised On Sunday, but bad retrieved our
fortunes the Dext day; that the enemy
were retreating, and that the battle was
pretty much ended. rushed ashore, hoping
to find some place to deposit my baggage
in safety, but for half an hour the ATTEMPT
seemed hopeless. Meantime the quivering
report of the monster guns behind the bluff
told plainly enough that the contest was
not ended. ct last | found an hospital
stewart who relieved me of my burden land
got fairly under way, laundering along
through the mud among the snake train of
ambulances and artillery wagons. For half
mile pressed through the forest, which
covered the entire country, without finding
any evidences of an engagement, except
here and there the scar of an occasional
.
hard fighting was a mile beyond At last
broken muskets, cartridge boxes, haversacks,
/ a horse here and there stretched out in his
| blood, began TO appear. Before long
! found a poor fellow maugled and rotting,
/ who had doubtless fallen the day before.
| picked up letter lying upon him, but
| reflected that it might identify the
/ body, and replaced it, These were the first
drops in the tempest OF human blood. At
some little distance beyond, through the
encampment Of the Third Ohio. the scene
! bafiled description. Muskets by the huns
| dreds had been thrown down and abandon
ed. Bodies were lying at intervals of a rod
in all directions. Mangled trunks of horses
were scattered about.
The fighting here must have been well
| contested and desperate. To detail al. the
hideous aspects OF the dead in this field of
carnage, if it were possible, would be sim.
ply revolving. l was drawn by sort OF
fascination from one corps to another. The
, expression of mortal agony in the faces OF
many was as fresh as Parrhasius could have
wished to paint Some were distorted and
defiant. The faces were hard and bearded
Others were boyish, and wore almost the
repOse of sleep. One smooth faced lad
seemed to smile. ! fancied in the diving
moment he saw his mother God pity such
mothers Most of the hands were clenched
the glazed eye still glazing as it glareC
upon the enemy in the terrible moment O
death.
In a ravine further on the corpses of tn,
enemy lay the thicaest Here there haS
been a caunonade of grape shot and BALL
Trees foot in diameter had been cut il
two. Nothing seemed to be unscathed -
Two rebels lay disembowled and Drained by
a huge ball, which had apparently slain {
horse beyond. Here lay poor wretch III
the clamminess and palor Of apparent de
composition. | supposed he had dice
Sunday but Conceive my horror when
saw that his chest heaved, "as in hi,
breast the wave Of life kept heaving to anC
fro" A cannon shot had Drained him ,bu
life still worked in spasm upon hi,
features. Behind me came a strange anC
agonzjng cry; it was that Of poo
wounded man borne by On a litter.
Kentucky captain was exceedingly anxiou,
that should superintend the burial of al
old friend and recent enemy, a white head.
ed gentleman of the manor born, and
made him some vain pledges. lie said tina
it would break his wife's heart if she knew
he was rotting there. How may hearts viii
be brOken-how many homes made desc
late, by the last few hours! One soldier
told me that he was trying tc find the body
of his brother who might be dead on tn,
field.
On the bluff to the south of the Landing
/ stumbled upon forty seven bodies of th'
wounded who had since died. Among then
were Lieutenant Colonel aud Major.
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