Prologue: To a Crossroad
The past came as an intruder to a "shabby little farm house" near Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, on the night of July 2, 1863. It was there as the senior officers of the Union Army of the Potomac gathered. For two days, their units had been engaged in a fearful struggle, with staggering casualties, in the fields and woodlots that surrounded this south-central-Pennsylvania village. Rarely, if ever, had the army's rank and file fought so well as they had on this Thursday, but would their past, a history of defeats and humiliation at the hands of the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia, haunt them one more time? It was an intruder that could herald a nation's fate.
Each officer who attended the meeting at the farmhouse had been present for all or much of that history. Each had witnessed the sacrifices, the forlorn assaults, the bitter retreats, and the succession of army commanders. This time, however, it was different. The army now defended Northern soil in a free state where colonial leaders had adopted the Declaration of Independence and where the country's founders had crafted the Constitution. As one of these officers had written just three days earlier: "We run a fearful risk, because upon this small army everything depends. If we are badly defeated the Capital is gone and all our principal cities and our national honor."
The army's ranking generals had been summoned to army headquarters -- the small, nondescript home of a widow, Mrs. Lydia Leister -- by the commander, Major General George G. Meade. Only five days earlier, Meade had been one of them, a corps commander, until the administration in Washington accepted the resignation of Major General Joseph Hooker on June 27, and appointed Meade to the post. The change in commanders received the endorsement of the officers and men, but few American soldiers given command of an army had faced a more difficult burden, both of the present and of the past, than Meade.
The campaign's pace had accelerated rapidly after June 27, conspiring against the cautious general. On July 1, advance elements of the army collided with the vanguard of General Robert E. Lee's forces north and west of Gettysburg. By late afternoon, two Federal corps had been routed, and one of its popular commanders, Major General John F. Reynolds, had been killed. The Northerners fled through the town to the south and regrouped. During the night and the morning of July 2, most units in both armies reached the area, with Meade's troops occupying a series of hills and a ridge. It was good ground to defend, and against it came the Southerners on the afternoon and evening of July 2. The combat had barely ceased when Meade ordered his corps commanders to headquarters.
Meade called the council -- "consultations," as he described it later -- wanting, in his words, "to obtain from them the exact condition of affairs in their separate commands, and to consult and advise with them as to what, if anything, should be done on the morrow." He knew that the casualties had been frightful -- in fact, more than eighteen thousand Federals had been killed, wounded, or captured during the two days -- but he also had learned from enemy prisoners that all of Lee's divisions, except that of Major General George E. Pickett, had been bloodied.
Before his senior officers arrived at headquarters, Meade had decided to maintain the position at Gettysburg. He was uncertain whether the army would assume the offensive or remain on the defensive. "The most difficult part of my work," he admitted to his wife later, "is acting without correct information on which to predicate action." For that information on this night, Meade turned to his corps commanders.
The meeting began sometime after nine o'clock in the bedroom of the Leister house. It was a small room, measuring perhaps ten feet by twelve feet, containing a bed, a few chairs, and a table with a solitary candle held upright by its own wax. It was an unlikely setting for such a council.
A dozen officers, including Meade, crowded into the room. A few lounged on the bed, some stood, others used the chairs, and one of them sat in a corner and slept. All but three of them were West Pointers, professional soldiers, who had learned their trade from the bottom of the officers' ranks. Like Meade, they had most likely not changed clothes for days, and their faces bore the marks of exhaustion. Cigar smoke hung from the ceiling.
The discussion began informally, with each general commenting on the two days of fighting and "the moral condition of the troops." The casualties were evident, and three of the seven corps -- the First, Third, and Eleventh -- had suffered grievous losses. They believed that the army still counted about fifty-eight thousand enlisted men in the ranks, but rations had been so depleted that the troops would have to subsist for a few days on half-rations. Only one of the officers, John Newton, argued that "Gettysburg was no place in which to fight a battle." Meade spoke seldom, merely asking an occasional question.
Later in the meeting, Daniel Butterfield, the army's chief of staff, suggested that questions should be written down and each member voice his opinion on them. Meade nodded approval, and Butterfield sat at the table and prepared three questions: Should the army hold its present position or retreat to a line closer to its base of supplies? Should they attack or await an assault? If they decided to wait, how long?
John Gibbon, the junior officer present, answered first, followed by the others according to seniority -- Alpheus S. Williams, David Birney, George Sykes, John Newton, Oliver O. Howard, Winfield Scott Hancock, John Sedgwick, and Henry W. Slocum. No one bothered to wake Gouverneur K. Warren, Meade's engineer officer, from his sleep. Although a number of them offered refinements to their answers, the consensus was clear and unanimous -- the army would stay, and remain on the defensive, for at least another day. Butterfield recorded each general's opinion and handed the paper to Meade, who remarked, "Such, then, is the decision."
As the generals left the meeting, Meade approached Gibbon, whose Second Corps division manned the center of the Union line, marked by a small clump of trees, on the ridge west of army headquarters. "If Lee attacks tomorrow," Meade told Gibbon, "it will be in your front." When Gibbon asked why Meade thought so, the army commander replied, "Because he had made attacks on both our flanks and failed and if he concludes to try it again, it will be on our centre." Gibbon responded that he hoped the Confederate commander would try such an assault, adding, "We would defeat him."
It was nearly midnight when the council adjourned. Within a few minutes, it would be Friday, July 3, 1863. Before this new day would end, the Federals would confront their past once again, while their old nemeses would confront a disturbing future.
x x x The initial movements of the campaign that would bring both armies to a crossroad in south-central Pennsylvania had begun a month earlier, on June 3. Their genesis lay with one man, General Robert E. Lee. Since his accession to command of the Army of Northern Virginia on June 1, 1862, Lee had fashioned a succession of victories that reshaped the war's course in Virginia. Only one setback, a strategic defeat at Antietam or Sharpsburg, Maryland, on September 17, 1862, marred Lee's first year in command. Most recently, on May 1-5, 1863, Lee and the army had won a brilliant tactical victory at Chancellorsville, Virginia. In the battle's aftermath, Lee saw opportunity and moved to seize it.
While the opposing armies returned to their pre-Chancellorsville positions along the Rappahannock River, near Fredericksburg, midway between Washington and Richmond, Lee journeyed to the latter city to confer with President Jefferson Davis and the Cabinet. Lee stayed in the Confederate capital from May 14 until May 18, sequestered in meetings with the civilian authorities. The army commander proposed a second offensive movement into Northern territory, arguing that the incursion would garner a harvest of supplies for the army, spare the Old Dominion further ravages for weeks, and disrupt the enemy's operations for the summer.
Lee's plan sparked hours of debate among the participants. Confederate fortunes in Virginia appeared to be at a zenith, but in the West, along the Mississippi River, another Southern army was being driven into a siege at Vicksburg, Mississippi. If the river city fell, the Mississippi would be under Union control. Secretary of War James Seddon and Postmaster General John Reagan favored sending a detachment of units from Lee's army west. In the end, however, the Cabinet voted five to one for Lee's northward movement, and Davis approved. Afterward, Seddon noted that Lee's views "naturally had great effect in the decisions of the Executive."
On returning to Fredericksburg, Lee began preparations at once for the campaign. Not only had the victory at Chancellorsville cost the army thousands of troops, it had resulted in the death of Thomas J. ("Stonewall") Jackson, mortally wounded by Confederate troops while scouting at night in the woods between the two battle lines. To one of his sons, Lee confessed upon learning of Jackson's death: "It is a terrible loss. I do not know how to replace him."
Since the previous autumn, the army had functioned with two infantry corps -- the First Corps, under James Longstreet, and the Second, under Jackson. Lee, however, had been contemplating a reorganization for months, and with Jackson gone, he believed the time had come to restructure the units. "I have for the past year," he explained to Davis, "felt that the corps of this army were too large for one commander. Nothing prevented my proposing to you to reduce their size and increase their number but my inability to recommend commanders."
Lee proposed the creation of a third corps, with Richard S. Ewell taking command of Jackson's old corps, the famed "foot cavalry," and Ambrose Powell Hill receiving the new Third Corps. Although Ewell had been away from the army since losing a leg at Second Manassas in August 1862, Lee described him as "an honest, brave soldier, who has always done his duty well." Hill, in Lee's judgment, had been the army's finest division commander, "the best soldier of his grade."
The administration approved the reorganization, and it was announced to the rank and file in a special order on May 30. The addition of a new corps necessitated further changes at the divisional and brigade levels. Lee moved one division from the First Corps into the Third, and created two new divisions by transferring units to Hill's command. Deserving officers received promotions. Lee also completed the restructuring of the artillery units, begun before Chancellorsville, by assigning five battalions to each corps. Finally, on "a beautiful bright" day, June 3, elements of the army marched up the Rappahannock River, beginning Lee's second offensive operation beyond the Potomac River.
During the next several days, additional infantry and artillery units followed, joining the vanguard and the cavalry brigades of Major General James Ewell Brown ("Jeb") Stuart concentrated near Culpeper Court House. Onlookers undoubtedly watched the passing columns, and they saw lean men in ragged uniforms of various hues of gray and brown. Many were barefoot; nearly all wore slouch hats, in an array of shapes and colors. It was a fearsome weapon on the roads of central Virginia. Except for unanswered questions about the new commanders, Lee commanded, in the judgment of an artillery officer, "the best and largest army...that he ever had in hand."
"An overwhelming confidence possessed us all," claimed one of Lee's staff officers. "If General Lee can carry out what I believe are his designs," a Virginian asserted at this time, "he will achieve the greatest victory of the war. At all events this army cannot be routed, and will hold its own against any force which will be brought against it." Already rumors about the army's destination filled the ranks, moving one infantryman to predict, "We will have a good Deal of hard fighting" before they returned to Virginia.
An Alabamian boasted in a letter home, "No army ever commenced a campaign under more brilliant prospects, or with firmer hopes of success than ours." Much of this confidence, even cocksureness, resulted from contempt for their opponent, whose camps lay beyond the Rappahannock, a barrier as much psychological as geographical. While the victors of Chancellorsville had prepared for a new campaign, the losers, the rank and file of the Army of the Potomac, sought answers for another defeat.
The spring campaign had begun with optimism for the Federals but ended with despair and recrimination. The army blamed its commander, Major General Joseph Hooker, whose bold pronouncements about victory before the battle now rang hollow. To many of the officers and men, it had been a simple matter -- Lee had "out-generaled" Hooker, in the word of one of them. Chancellorsville, concluded an officer, revealed that the "Rebellion" could not "be crushed here, unless we may annihilate the great army in front of us."
Chancellorsville still festered within the Union ranks when "the great army in front of us" marched away from Fredericksburg. The Federals detected the movement, and Hooker sent his cavalry upriver to attack Jeb Stuart's mounted brigades and to gather information about the reported Southern concentration in Culpeper County. On June 9, the blue-jacketed horsemen crossed the Rappahannock, surprised Stuart's troopers, and ignited a daylong engagement at Brandy Station on the Orange & Alexandria Railroad. Before the fighting ended with a Union withdrawal, the opponents assailed each other in mounted attacks and counterattacks. At times, the Northerners nearly swept the Rebels off of Fleetwood Hill, the dominant terrain feature, only to be hammered back by gray-clad reserves. The Yankees failed to destroy their enemy or to confirm the presence of Confederate infantry and artillery in the area, but they had fought Stuart's proud cavalrymen to a standstill.
The next day, the Confederate advance resumed, with Ewell's Second Corps leading the march toward the Blue Ridge Mountains and the Shenandoah Valley beyond. Jackson's old foot cavalry raced across the mountains and then turned north, down the valley. It was a familiar land to them, the killing grounds of 1862 and homes to hundreds of them before civil war had divided their country. By June 13, the Second Corps had reached Winchester, where Major General Robert Milroy's Union force blocked the roads to the Potomac River. Ewell's veterans overwhelmed the Federals the next day, however, routing Milroy's command and seizing cannon, supplies, wagons, and nearly four thousand prisoners. On June 17, one of Ewell's divisions crossed the Potomac into Maryland.
While the cutting edge of the Confederate army entered Union territory, Longstreet's corps passed through the gaps of the Blue Ridge, and Hill's divisions approached the mountains. Stuart's horsemen patrolled the gaps, screening the movement as Lee's army, from its head to its tail, stretched across the Old Dominion for more than a hundred miles.
Meanwhile, Hooker's army marched on roads heading north through the Piedmont region. The Union commander had reacted slowly, even reluctantly, to Lee's movement, arguing with authorities in Washington for an advance on Richmond. When President Abraham Lincoln rejected the proposal, Hooker abandoned his lines at Fredericksburg, directing his columns in pursuit of the Southerners toward another uncertain rendezvous.
On June 17, Union cavalrymen re-established contact with the Confederates east of the Blue Ridge gaps. During the next four days, the Federals clashed with Stuart's troopers at Aldie, Middleburg, and Upperville, but were unable to penetrate the Rebel screen and locate Lee's infantry and artillery. Within days, Longstreet's and Hill's corps resumed their march toward the Potomac fords as Ewell's men entered Pennsylvania, moving along a number of roads toward the state capital at Harrisburg and points south on the Susquehanna River.
To Ewell's veterans, the Keystone State appeared as a Biblical land of milk and honey. Their letters home during this time consist of a chorus about the lushness of the soil, the neatness of the farms, and the size of the farmers' bank barns. One soldier asserted, in typical fashion, "The country is the most beautiful I ever beheld, and the wheat and corn crops are magnificent." Another Rebel described it as "the prettiest country I ever saw in my life, they have the finest land in the world."
"It is a great place to feed an army," observed one Confederate. Although Lee had issued an order against foraging, his troops, like locusts in gray and butternut, reaped a bounty. They feasted on milk, butter, molasses, honey, apple butter, chickens, sugar, coffee, cheese, and whiskey. The men had been suffering from "sore mouth" until Pennsylvania's larders were opened to them. "Every thing to eat that hart could wish," boasted one scavenger, adding that "every thing was cheap all it cost us was to go after it."
The cupboards brimmed with such riches that even Longstreet's and Hill's men shared in the bounty when they entered the state. An officer in the 53rd Virginia informed his wife, "I have eaten many nice meals in Yankee land." To a fellow Virginian in the same division, the Confederates' plundering was about more than just securing food. "We are doing all the injury we can," he wrote, "to pay back for what they have done in our country." The cavalry units with the infantry corps seized hundreds of head of horses and cattle. When regiments passed through towns, the men raided merchants' stores for other goods.
Although the Southerners praised the region's natural wealth and beauty, they sneered at the inhabitants, many of whom were of German descent, the so-called Pennsylvania "Dutch." Almost to a man, the Rebels described the civilians as "ignorant" and the women as "ugly." A Mississippian scribbled in his journal, "Apparently this is the place they get the comic pictures they put in the almanac." A Texan believed that "they thought we were all hungry Methodist preachers," and a South Carolinian noted that "the whole country is frightened almost to death." A Virginian put his feelings bluntly: "I could rather fight them a hundred years than to be Subjugated by Such a worthless race."
The morale of the Confederates soared as they fanned out across the state, filling their knapsacks and stomachs. "Never did soldiers appear more buoyant and cheerful than Lee's army," a Louisiana lieutenant told his father in a letter. A Virginia officer stated, "Our army is in fine spirits and willing to be led everywhere and anywhere." They knew that their pleasant sojourn on Northern soil would have to end when the enemy located them, but, as one soldier put it for many of his comrades, "we will clear the Yankees out this summer and whip them."
The opportunity to "whip them" was approaching with a swiftness few, if any, in the Confederate army anticipated. By June 27, Lee had established his headquarters in Chambersburg -- a town, wrote a Southerner, that "had the appearance of a deserted village on a wet Sunday" -- with Longstreet's and Hill's divisions either encamped nearby or en route. Farther east, across South Mountain, Ewell's units marched through the Cumberland Valley, like rivulets before an oncoming flood, occupying Carlisle, passing through Gettysburg to York and beyond, and edging closer to Harrisburg. Unfortunately for Lee, the whereabouts of the Federal army remained a mystery. He had been awaiting reports from Jeb Stuart and the cavalry, but none had come.
While in Virginia, Lee had given Stuart permission to move north with three brigades and "pass around" the Union army. Lee expected the cavalry commander to advance on the Confederate right flank, gathering supplies and information and establishing contact with Ewell in Pennsylvania. The instructions, dated June 22 and 23, were vague and discretionary, however. With the options of either crossing the Blue Ridge and marching down the Shenandoah Valley or keeping east of the mountains, riding between the enemy and Washington, Stuart chose the latter route. At 1:00 A.M. on June 25, Stuart led his three best brigades east and out of the campaign for the next week.
"An army without cavalry in a strange and hostile country," Major Walter H. Taylor of Lee's staff wrote afterward, "is as a man deprived of his eyesight and beset by enemies; he may be ever so brave and strong, but he cannot intelligently administer a single effective blow." Although Lee had with him two of Stuart's brigades, he had not used them for reconnaissance, perhaps expecting word from Stuart at any time. Crippled by a lack of information, Lee became anxious and cautious.
Not until ten o'clock on the night of June 28 did Lee receive the first reliable report about the Union army, when a "dirt-stained, travel-worn, and very much broken down" spy named Henry Harrison reached army headquarters. At the campaign's outset, Longstreet had employed Harrison to travel to Washington and to secure any information he could obtain, providing the operative with gold coins for expenses. When Harrison inquired where he could find the general, Longstreet answered: "With the army. I shall be sure to be with it."
Harrison's words surprised Lee's senior officer -- the enemy had crossed the Potomac into Maryland and was marching toward Pennsylvania. Longstreet sent the spy with a staff officer at once to Lee, who accepted the information only after the aide assured the general of Longstreet's confidence in Harrison. With his units scattered across southern Pennsylvania, separated at points of more than sixty miles, Lee reacted that night to the news.
The Confederate commander recalled Ewell's corps and a cavalry brigade to Chambersburg, but countermanded the order the next morning, redirecting them to either Gettysburg or Cashtown, across South Mountain from Longstreet's and Hill's troops. On June 30, Hill's corps led the march from Chambersburg east, with two divisions bivouacking for the night near Cashtown, roughly eight miles west of Gettysburg. To the north and east, two of Ewell's three divisions approached the latter town, where ten roads converged. Lee and Longstreet shared a campsite west of South Mountain. Most likely on this day, Lee learned that George Meade now commanded the Union army. When informed of the news, Lee allegedly remarked, "General Meade will commit no blunder in my front, and if I make one, he will make haste to take advantage of it."
Joseph Hooker's tenure as commander of the Army of the Potomac had lasted exactly five months. Since Chancellorsville, he no longer had the confidence of the army or of the administration in Washington. At the end, his removal resulted from a dispute with the War Department over the Union garrison at Harper's Ferry, Virginia. Hooker wanted the place, located at the northern end of the Shenandoah Valley, abandoned, and the troops attached to his army. In the capital, Secretary of War Edwin Stanton and General-in-Chief Henry W. Halleck refused to order an abandonment. When Hooker tendered his resignation, Lincoln accepted it with no remorse, and on June 27, appointed Meade to command. "As we say in the army," wrote an officer, "'Hooker is not worth a tinkers damn.' He is removed."
Meade learned of the change in commanders at three o'clock in the morning on June 28, when an officer from Halleck's staff woke him in his tent, pitched near Frederick, Maryland. The news was, according to one of Meade's aides, "a complete surprise to General Meade." Most of the speculation in the army as to a possible successor to Hooker had centered upon the commander of the First Corps, John F. Reynolds, a highly popular officer. Reynolds, however, had rejected an offer to command the army after Chancellorsville because the administration would not grant him a "free rein" with the army. To Lincoln, Stanton, and Halleck, Meade was the best available candidate, and the president issued the order, giving the general the option of either accepting the command or resigning his commission. A professional soldier all his adult life, Meade had no recourse and went to army headquarters to meet with Hooker.
With such a crisis at hand, the administration understood the immense responsibility it had placed upon Meade. It granted him authority over all forces "within the sphere of...[his] operations," including the garrison at Harper's Ferry and the militia units in Pennsylvania, along with the power to remove any subordinate officer and to appoint a replacement. Halleck, however, dispatched a letter to Meade explaining to the commander that the army's primary role was to "maneuver and fight in such manner as to cover the capital and also Baltimore, as far as circumstances will admit. Should General Lee move upon either of these places, it is expected that you will either anticipate him or arrive with him so as to give battle."
Like Lee, Meade confronted the uncertainties of his enemy's whereabouts. Since the Rebels had entered the Keystone State, wild rumors of their locations and plans had inundated Washington. Enjoined to cover both the national capital and Baltimore and to find the Confederates, Meade decided to advance the army's seven corps and cavalry units along a broad front that secured both cities. Consequently, on June 28, he concentrated the corps around Frederick, twenty-five miles south of the Pennsylvania border. He ordered a march north for the next morning, planning to have the units on a twenty-mile line from Emmitsburg on the west to Westminister on the east by nightfall.
It was an exhausted beast, however, that Meade commanded. A one-day march turned into two days. Throughout June 29, the columns were plagued by delays, jammed roads, miscarried orders, and bone-weary troops. On June 30, the Federals made better progress. By nightfall, elements of Reynolds's First Corps had crossed the Mason-Dixon Line with all but one of the other corps in supporting distance. During the day, Meade received reports that indicated that the Confederates were advancing toward Gettysburg, where Brigadier General John Buford's Union cavalry division had been sent. A battle appeared imminent, but nothing could be certain for either Meade's army of ninety-three thousand effectives or Lee's seventy thousand as they bedded down for the night. It was as if a siren's call -- the road network at Gettysburg -- drew them both to a terrible rendezvous.
The rendezvous came on the morning of Wednesday, July 1. It began as a routine encounter between Buford's horse soldiers and Confederate infantrymen of Major General Henry Heth's Third Corps division, but it escalated throughout the day into a fierce struggle as units from both armies marched toward the reckoning. Events and the decisions of subordinates conspired against Lee and Meade, neither of whom sought a major engagement on this day. By 10:00 A.M., however, it had passed beyond their control with the arrival of Reynolds's Union First Corps on the field. Gettysburg stood at the edge of American history.
Reynolds's infantry replaced Buford's troopers, who had fought a three-hour delaying action against Heth's men, as an assault by two Confederate brigades began to roll forward. Although Reynolds was killed at the very outset of the action, the Northerners repulsed the attackers. Behind the First Corps came Major General Oliver O. Howard's Eleventh Corps, which passed through town into the fields to the north. A lull ensued as Hill brought forward Major General William D. Pender's division, and as Ewell's two Second Corps divisions, under Major Generals Robert E. Rodes and Jubal A. Early, approached on the Carlisle and Harrisburg roads. In a matter of hours, more than twenty-eight thousand Confederates and twenty-two thousand Federals had converged on Gettysburg.
At midafternoon, with Lee on the field, the Confederates went forward against the Federal lines on McPherson's Ridge, Oak Ridge, Seminary Ridge, and in the lowlands north of town. (For clarity, the modern names of the battlefield will be used throughout.) The Federals fought tenaciously at points, but the Rebel lines overlapped both their flanks. The collapse came about four o'clock and rapidly degenerated into a rout through Gettysburg's streets. The pursuing Southerners bagged more than four thousand prisoners. Total casualties in both armies exceeded fourteen thousand.
The Northerners rallied south of town on Cemetery Hill, where previously Howard had posted some regiments and artillery batteries. Lee, meanwhile, followed his victorious troops to Seminary Ridge, surveyed the ground beyond the village, and ordered Ewell to advance, "if practicable," against the heights. But when Lee could not assure Ewell of support, and a reconnaissance revealed the presence of enemy troops, the corps commander hesitated. Whether an attack could have been organized and undertaken in a timely fashion and would have succeeded remains one of Gettysburg's enduring questions.
The Rebel victors, a Confederate staff officer argued subsequently, "never seemed to me as invincible as on July 1, 1863." Once more, they had swept their opponents from a field of battle. Their "profound contempt" for the enemy seemed to be justified again. Few Southerners in the ranks speculated about the location of the other five Union infantry corps or looked closely at the ground south of town now occupied by the Yankees. These matters, however, troubled their commander.
Lee had found himself on this day in a battle he had not wanted. "It had not been intended to fight a general battle at such a distance from our base," he explained in his report, "unless attacked by the enemy." But that had changed, and his splendid army had won another clear victory. Despite the continuing lack of information about his opponent's remaining units, Lee was reluctant to relinquish the initiative to Meade. "A battle thus became, in a measure, unavoidable," Lee further argued. "Encouraged by the successful issue of the engagement of the first day, and in view of the valuable results that would ensue from the defeat of the army of General Meade, it was thought advisable to renew the attack" on July 2. Lee would have with him on the morrow eight of nine infantry divisions and most of his artillery battalions.
While Lee had watched his legions rout the enemy, George Meade had spent July 1 redirecting his units toward Gettysburg from army headquarters at Taneytown, Maryland. He had prepared a contingency plan for his army to hold a line along Pipe Creek in Maryland, but that changed with the news of the fighting at Gettysburg. When Meade learned of Reynolds's fall, he sent Major General Winfield Scott Hancock to Gettysburg to assume command. "If you think," he wrote to Hancock, "the ground and position there is a better one to fight a battle under existing circumstances, you will so advise the general, and he will order all the troops up."
Hancock arrived at Gettysburg as the Federals were being chased through the streets of the town. Assuming command, he organized the defense of Cemetery Hill and nearby Culp's Hill. Meade, meanwhile, had not waited to hear from his subordinate but prodded his other corps commanders to hurry their marches. At 5:30 P.M., the Twelfth Corps reached the field. The Second, Third, and Fifth corps were en route and would arrive during the night or early on the 2nd. Only the Sixth Corps, the army's largest command, would not reach the field until late on Thursday afternoon, after a march of thirty-four miles in eighteen hours from Manchester, Maryland.
Meade followed the army to Gettysburg during the early-morning hours of July 2, arriving before dawn. Halting on Cemetery Hill, he was soon joined by Howard, Henry Slocum, Daniel Sickles, and a coterie of officers. He inquired about the army's position. When told it was good ground, he responded that he was pleased to hear it, for "it was too late to leave it." In fact, the army had never defended better ground.
The Union position which Meade examined before daylight possessed natural strengths and a convex character that would expedite the movements of troops from one section of the line to another. One Union general termed it "our defensive triangular army formation." In time, however, it would be described simply as a fishhook. Cemetery Hill, rising sixty to eighty feet above its base, formed the hinge of the line. To the east, several hundred yards away, stood Culp's Hill, 140 feet high and the anchor of the Union right flank, the barb of the fishhook. To the south, Cemetery Ridge extended for nearly a mile and a half, its elevation diminishing into a lowland before abutting against the base of Little Round Top. A quarter-mile to the southwest, Big Round Top, heavily wooded and with a steep ascent, rose roughly 135 feet above the smaller hill. With its western face cleared of timber, Little Round Top was the dominant terrain feature on the left flank of the Union line.
The Confederate line framed the fishhook-shaped Federal position. It began east of the town, opposite Culp's Hill, and passed through the streets of Gettysburg to Seminary Ridge before turning south along the crest of the ridge. Five miles in length, the Southern line possessed a major drawback -- its distance and concave character would hamper the expeditious movement of units from one point to another along its length.
Cultivated fields and pasture, patterned by various types of fences, covered the mile of ground between Seminary Ridge and Cemetery Ridge. Emmitsburg Road, angling from the southwest to the northeast, passed between the ridges, its roadbed defined by stout post-and-rail fences. The area mirrored the fertile fields, lush with ripening crops, elsewhere in the state that had elicited the admiration and praise of the Southerners. Here families such as the Codoris, Blisses, Spanglers, McMillans, Weikerts, Trostles, Klingles, Roses, and Sherfys had worked the soil's richness until war's fury came to them.
The storm broke across the fields and woodlots at four o'clock on the afternoon of July 2, when a pair of Confederate divisions, under Major Generals John B. Hood and Lafayette McLaws, advanced against the Union left flank. Since midmorning, Lee had settled upon an offensive operation against the Federal position, but delays ensued. Now, hours later, fourteen thousand of his best troops from Longstreet's First Corps moved to the attack. "Then was fairly commenced," Longstreet declared afterward, "what I do not hesitate to pronounce the best three hours' fighting ever done by any troops on any battle-field."
Hood's and McLaws's veterans and their Federal opponents, troops from three different corps, savaged each other in places that would be seared into America's collective memory -- the Peach Orchard, the Wheatfield, Devil's Den, and the Slaughter Pen. Artillery fire ripped into ranks; musketry flashed continuously, creating killing walls of flame. "I could hear bones crash like glass in a hail storm," wrote a Confederate; a comrade admitted a week later in a letter, "It seemed to me that my life was not worth a straw."
Meade and his subordinates shifted units from other sections of the line to meet the onslaught. Furious counterattacks blunted the Southern thrusts, only to be ravaged. Six times the triangular-shaped Wheatfield changed hands. On Little Round Top, the Rebels clawed their way nearly to the crest. A Texan who survived the combat likened it to "a devil's carnival."
As Longstreet's assault stalled at last, additional Confederate brigades attacked the long spine of Cemetery Ridge. A brigade of Georgians drove to the crest but, like their comrades in other units, were repulsed by Union reserves. At last, the Confederate offensive faltered through a combination of Union mettle and bungling Confederate command.
On the Confederate left, meanwhile, Ewell's Second Corps did not advance against Culp's Hill and Cemetery Hill until after seven o'clock. On Culp's Hill, the Rebels made a lodgment in the Federal works, since Meade had stripped the height of its defenders, except for a solitary brigade that fought a valiant action against superior numbers. On Cemetery Hill, two Southern brigades charged up its northeast slope. Here, the fighting was vicious and hand-to-hand until the Yankees pounded them back. Spasms of musketry and cannon fire continued even as Meade met with his corps commanders at the Leister house. Approximately 16,500 men had been either killed, wounded, or captured on this second day of battle.
The Southerners had come close, stretching the Union line until it nearly snapped. But at critical moments, the attacks foundered. "The whole affair was disjointed," grumbled Walter Taylor of Lee's staff. "There was an utter absence of accord in the movements of the several commands, and no decisive result attended the operations of the second day."
Despite the outcome, Lee thought that opportunity for victory still beckoned. "The result of the day's operations," he stated in his report, "induced the belief that, with proper concert of attack, and with the increased support that the positions gained on the right would enable the artillery to render the assaulting columns, we should ultimately succeed, and it was accordingly determined to continue the attack. The general plan was unchanged."
To a common soldier, a Floridian who had crossed the fields in front of Cemetery Ridge and had met the Yankees, the day revealed a different truth. "The fighting was most desperate," he told his father in a letter on July 8, "the enemy fighting much harder on their own soil & having the best position."
Copyright © 2001 by Jeffry D. Wert