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Hospital #2 was also the same as the one in the University Building.
Cowan’s partial description:
Dr. Josiah Reed enlisted as a private on September 24, 1862 and served in the 94th OH Inf. Co. I. After being wounded at the Battle of Stones River, his superiors put him on light duty in the dispensary at Hospital No. 2 near Nashville where he began his career in medicine. He worked in the hospital as needed including as a druggist, Our principas druggist having been taken away by his Colonel, wrote Reed, the principal duties of this department has devolved upon me, and to one not regularly brought up a druggist, it involves no trifling responsibilities My duties here are more constant then they would be in the field, but they are not attended with so many hardships and so much exposure. (Gen Hospital No. 2, Nashville, April 15, 1863). Serving in the hospital did not shield him from death. After the passing of his friend, Lizzie Woodward’s husband George, Reed wrote to Lizzie,
I am glad to hear your patriotic sentiments and know that you are resigned to the sacrifices we are called to make in these momentous times. I believe this nation will be preserved as a unit, but every family within its borders will have to make some sacrifice for its preservation. Oh how many families will be made desolate by the present bloody contest now in progress. News up to the present time shows very decided gains in favor of truth and liberty but the slaughter has been dreadful (Gen Hospt. No. 2 Nashville, May 14, 1863).
He wrote to her again a few days later, revealing more of the horrors of war while trying to maintain some optimism,
I have witnessed some very affecting scenes in the hospital as well as on the battlefield, some of which I will relate to you if we are permitted to meet again…I believe that it is profitable to look at things in their true light occasionally but perhaps it is not best to look too long on the dark side of the picture…I am still in the hospital, I shall probably remain here as long as my services are needed(Hospital No. 2 Nashville, TN, May 27, 1863).
Reed remained at the hospital for two and a half years and committed himself to studying during the odd hours of the day and attending medical lectures at the University of Nashville. He wrote to Lizzie, I am going to be an M.D. because I am attending a few lectures. There is too much to be learned for me to think of such a thing while in the service. I only expect to improve my opportunities to the best advantage (Gen Hospt. No. 2 Nashville, May 14, 1863). Over time, his relationship with Lizzie grew beyond friendship. He teased Lizzie after she did not write for some time,
I did not think you would abandon your old friend and correspondent so abruptly. I knew it was possible that you had fallen in love and perhaps married some dashing fellow whom you may have met with in your travels, but even then I would expect to hear from you and hear all the particulars. Won’t you make me your confidant in such an event? You did once… (Officer’s Hospital, College Hill, Nashville, TN, December 31, 1864).
A fascinating and scathing poem written by Union soldier Private Edward D. Roe (1836-1908), of Richfield, Illinois. Roe enlisted on August 20, 1861, mustered into “C” Company 50th Illinois Infantry Regiment on September 12, 1861, and was mustered out on September 27, 1864. The 50th Illinois Volunteers engaged in battles at Ft. Donelson, Shiloh, Corinth, Vicksburg, and Town Creek among others.
Private Roe was was assigned to the Army of Tennessee from February 1862 through the end of his enlistment, and it was while stationed near Nashville, Tennessee, that he wrote this poem which casts a critical and bitter eye upon the actions of his superiors. Titled “Our Officers,” the poem reflects upon the cowardice and self-serving nature of Union officers who avoid danger leaving enlisted soldiers to do the fighting and claiming the glory for themselves. Written in 20 rhyming stanzas. Measuring 7.5 x 12.5 in. Accompanied by original cover.
The poem begins “I sit me down to talk about/A singular Class of men/Now to portray their talents/T’would take a poets pen…Now by their looks you would suppose/They were gentle and refined/But when the truth is known dear sir/Th’re of a dif’rent kind….” The poem then goes on to recount how a Colonel, a Major, the Adjutant and a Captain all describe their fear over the impending battle arriving at a conclusion, “Then did the Captain’s talk about/The terrors of a fight/And for to fly and save their lives/They all believed was right.” Finally, in the absence of leadership, the enlisted soldiers fight the good fight, “And now the crisis came at last/The officers had all fled/Except the Corporals who were drunk/And lying round us dead/Now then the soldiers saw that they/Had got to fight or die/They went into it on their own hook/And made the Rebels fly.”
The following letter was retrieved online on October 6, 2018 (Cowan’s Auction)
William C. Holliday(1838-1921) was born in Adams County, Ohio. The Minutes of Ohio Annual Conference of Methodist Episcopal Church described him as a “local preacher” as early as 1855. Holliday enlisted on December 21, 1863, as a chaplain and was commissioned into Field & Staff OH 90th Infantry. Holliday mustered out on June 13, 1865 at Camp Harker, TN.
Franklin Tenn Dec 18, 1864
1st Division Hospital 4 AC
Yesterday morning we moved easily in the AM. Our troops had moved rapidly after the panic stricken and fleeing rebels about four miles. It was night. They slept on the mud and under the rain. It rained all day – but this Army is so flushed with victory that they did splendid marching – though tired and worn from two days incessant fighting and almost sleepless nights. We came about fifteen miles. Rebels are still going. It is the greatest victory of the war….”
And writing to his wife from the Field Hospital ….
Six Miles North Columbia Tenn.”[Dec 19]
It is about 7oclock PM. I sent you a very brief letter on the 18 at Franklin. On this same day we marched about 14 miles through the rain. At Franklin I had an opportunity of circling over the battlefield. The rebels suffered terribly. They assaulted our works and were killed by the hundred. I counted on one side the pile over three hundred and fifty graves. There were as many on the other side…”
This sketch of Fort Negley was down by an unknown Union soldier. Notice the troops camped on the slopes of the hill. Construction was performed mostly by freedmen labor.
George Schuch of the 183rd Ohio Volunteer Infantry Co E was at Franklin.
George Schuch(k) Spelled Schuck in most records Schuch on his gravestone and his family went by Schuch.
10th OVI I Co Sgt transfered to 10th OVI D Co as a Pvt Enlisted in 174th OVI then the unit was combined with 183rd OVI E Co First Sgt then reduced to Sgt after one month.
George Schuch was born in Germany in 1827. Moved to Cincinnati, Oh. Enlisted in the 10th OVI (3 month) June 1861 and then 10th OVI ( 3 year) Fought in W. Va and then returned to Cincinnati in Dec 1861 Went AWOL and was later Declared a deserter. He returned to the Unit in May 1863 and forfeited all pay and allowances. He fought in the Tennessee campaign.
May 1864 Placed in stockade awaiting General Court Martial by his Commander. Charges unknown. He was acquitted of the charges but the stockade did not get the paperwork and he was held in jail for six weeks until he wrote the Judge Advocate asking to be told why he was being held. The Captain found he was acquitted and ordered his release to be sent home to be Mustered out as his enlistment had expired.
He enlisted again in the 174th OVI in Sept 1864 the 174th was combined into the 183rd OVI in Oct 1864 and he was appointed First Sergeant then one month later he was replaced as First Sergeant and reduced to Sergeant. He fought in the Spring Valley-Franklin-Nashville battles and later joined Sherman in the Carolina’s till the end of the war. He Mustered out in July 1865.
He returned to Cincinnati, Oh . He was admitted into the National Home for Disabled Volunteer Soldiers in Dayton Ohio in 1880 and received a pension of $10 a month in 1897 later increased to $12 a month for rheumatism and heart problems. He died in the National Home and was buried in the Military Cemetery at the home in Dayton Ohio.
Submitted by Keith Schuch
Used as Hospital No. 14 by the Federals during the Civil War. Sketched by A.E. Matthews, member of the 31st Ohio Infantry. Besides being used as a hospital (No. 14), it was also used by the Provost Marshal and as a shelter for refugees.
Camp near Nashville, Tennessee
March 28th, 1864
I wrote to you last while at Louisville, but have never received a letter from home. I wish you would write sometimes, it does a fellow good to receive a letter. I have not received a letter since I left Camp Lindsey from anybody. We left Louisville last Friday evening at six o’clock, and arrived at Nashville last Sunday morning at 3 o’clock. We were just 33 hours running 185 miles. We are using the shelter tent, they are made for two persons, but John Matson and I and John Williams and Bob Williamson and John Goddard and Emit Goddard have spliced our tents and bunk together. I like the place very well, much better than Louisville, but we will hardly remain here very long. We are under command of Gen Hovey and he is not the man to remain inactive very long. In giving the name of the Colonel of our regt., I mistated it, it is Mcquiston instead of Mchiston.
My health is excellent, I was around the outskirts of the city taking a view of the fortifications. The City is very strongly fortified. There are a number of new Indiana regts here, they are encamped around the City, every place wherever the ground is favorable for a camp. Several regts have arrived and encamped near us yesterday and today. We are having a splendid times here, but I want to go to the front as soon as possible. I like soldiering not only as well as I ever thought I would, but much better. It seems to agree with me in every respect. We are a gay set, Father I wish when you write, you would send me some postage stamps, as I am out entirely, and have no money to get any with.
Give my love to all the family, tell Pres I would like for him to write to me.
Please write soon.
Your affectionate son,
John R. Miller
(to his father)
John R Miller
Company “F”, 123rd Regt. Ind. Vol.
Source: web site
Cumberland Hospital 1864
Dear Father And Mother
I thought being as this was cristmas I would write you A fiew lines to let you know that I am well.. I hope this will find you all the same. Their is nothing mutch going on here now once in a while they take a mans leg of or pull a lot of boans out of a mans arm it is nothing to see them cut a man up. we dont think any more of it than we would of killing a hog at home. You have no idy how things is down here it is an awful sight to go through this hospital you can see men shot in every shape you can think of. their has bin 5 or 6 men died in this ward two of them was rebs one of them had his leg taken off. we did git plenty to eat for A while they have cut us down so we hardly git enough.. I havnot herd from the regiment yet I suppose they are down below Columbia some whare Will Stockton [i.e., Pvt. William H. Stockton, Company K, 84th Illinois Infantry] has a very soar fingure he is well every other way.. I would like to know how the boys come out. I fear their is more of them hurt before this their has bin some very hard fighting done this time they say they have to make room for 800.. more they are to come in to day. I would like to be at home to day I think I would git some thing good to eat and drink I think this is the last cristmas I will put in the army for A while when it comes my turn I will come a gin with out being drafted I think they will draft this spring. a great many they did draft was not fit for the servis so the last call wasnot all mad up I see in the paper
if the call is not mad up a gin the 15 of February their will be a draft mad their is lots that will go out of the servis this summer and they will have to make their place good.
Call Harrah [i.e., Pvt. John C. Harrah, Co. K, 84th Illinois Infantry] is in the Ohio floting hospital Newalbany Ind the last I herd from him he couldnot walk he was gitting better I dont believe he will ever be with the Regiment a gin if all of them does as much as Call has done they will do enough for one time.
I suppose their will be a big dance some whare a bout this time I would like to be at it I recon the old banjo hangs up behind the door as it use to with nothing but the base on it. well you will git tired of reding this slang so I will quit write often to your hopeful in the army
H H Maley.
Wm M and
E A Maley
Source: Univ of Notredame