I
think the most concise description of the problems General Irwin
McDowell (above) faced on the Tuesday, 16 July, 1861, as he began his 30
mile march from Alexandria and the Arlington Heights down to Bull
Run creek, was given in Bruce Catton's, 1961 history of the war.
Catton wrote, “Latter...when the troops knew how to march, and the
generals and their staffs knew how to handle them, this (4 days)
would have been more than time enough, but at this time no one knew
anything: from general down to 90 day private, everybody was
green...when the column started out the wagon trains that had to
carry all of its supplies were still in process of getting
organized...when the head began to move the tail of it was still
being put together.” McDowell was unable to even start his 3
divisions, some 35,000 men - the largest single military force
gathered in North America up to that time, and outnumbering the
population of most Virginia counties - until after 2 in the afternoon.
“Coming
down from Washington,” wrote Catton, “the Warrington Turnpike
ran a little south of west, a dusty straight road (above) that passed through
the looted Fairfax Courthouse, climbed the slopes around Centerville
and then dropped to the valley of the Bull Run, where a brown river
moved southeast in slow loops with a fringe of marshy underbrush,
brier patches, and spindly trees on each bank. The turnpike crossed
Bull Run on an arched stone bridge...”
William
C. Davis tried to describe the march a century and thirty-one years
later. “The three columns of Federals were in no hurry”, he
wrote, “The men trekked through the thinly populated region of low
rolling hills, with dense forests and cultivated fields, with many
creeks, few bridges, and soft bottoms that bogged wagons to their
axles...The soldiers dragged their feet, sang and bragged, chocked on
dust, sweltered in the heat and humidity. The enlisted men casually
broke ranks and stopped for drinks of water, or to wash the caked
grime from their faces, or to forage for chickens...a kilted officer
of the 79th
New York Highlanders went running after a pig...he leaped over a rail
fence, presenting what a comrade called “such an exhibition of his
anatomy as to call forth a roar of laughter...It was 10 p.m. Before
most troops...were allowed to bivouac ( for the night). None had
hiked more than six miles.”
Shelby
Foote described it as a “...lark, lending the march a holiday air
of an outing. They not only broke ranks for berry-picking; they
discarded their packs and “spare” equipment, including their
cartridge boxes and ate up their rations intended to carry them
through the fighting... Re-issuing ammunition and food cost him
((McDowell) a day of valuable time, in addition to the one already
lost in wretched marching...” It was not until the second
morning, says Davis, that the center division “began to trickle
into Fairfax Courthouse around 10 o'clock.” Nobody went any
further.
That
night McDowell ordered central division commander, General Daniel
Tyler, to push right through Centerville on Thursday, 18 July, and
threaten a direct attack on Manassas Junction. McDowell reminded
Tyler “Do not bring on an engagement, but keep on the impression we
are moving on Manassas”. McDowell expected the real work would be
done by General Samuel Heintzelman's 10,000 men. They were marching
directly down the Orange and Alexandria Railroad, aiming for Union
Mills and the ford over Bull Run. Heintzekman's orders were then to
brush past the rebels' right flank and cut the rail line south of
Manassas Junction. If communications to Richmond were cut, McDowell
believed, the rebels would retreat.
But
McDowell had lost touch with Heintzelman's division during Tuesday,
and was forced to ride out on Wednesday morning, looking for him. By the time he found his wayward subordinate, McDowell discovered the key division was so fouled up, it was unfit to launch an attack this day.
So McDowell ordered Heintzelman to instead wheel to his troops to the
right, and concentrate his men at the crossroads of Centerville. Meanwhile, out McDowell's sight, General Tyler, thought he sniffed an
opportunity down the Warrington Pike at Blackburn's and at Mitchell's
fords across Bull Run.
Daniel
Tyler (above) was a civil engineer, the son of a Revolutionary War veteran,
an 1819 West Point graduate, who had left the army in 1834 and made a
fortune saving railroads on the brink of bankruptcy. And gazing
through the summer haze from the high ground around Centerville, his old eyes could still see the smoke and flashes at Manassas Junction, just two miles
beyond Bull Run. And he could not see many rebels between him and
that tempting target. When a couple of artillery rounds fail to
generate a response, Tyler sent a regiment of Massachusetts men to
cross Bull Run at Blackburn's ford.
It
might have worked too, if Tyler's opponent had not been General James
Longstreet, one of the most competent soldiers in either army.
Longstreet had concealed his men well on both sides of Bull Run, and
when the Massachusetts men stepped into the open at the ford, the
Virginians blasted them from three sides at once. Just as the firing
was building, Captain Fry, McDowell's chief of staff arrived, and
urged Tyler to pull back. Instead Tyler sent another regiment forward, this one of New York
men. And these men were then hit by the reinforcements
Longstreet had also rushed forward. After 30 minutes of this hailstorm of
lead, the New Yorkers broke for the rear. And when Longstreet's men
rushed across Bull Run, they pushed the Massachusetts regiment back
with them. Tyler was forced to push his own reinforcements forward,
and regroup behind the crest of the Centerville high ground.
At
about four that afternoon, General McDowell arrived on the scene, and with the frustrations of the day, he unloaded on General Tyler. The proud
businessman did not take the criticism well. By the numbers it had
not been such a bad day. The federal troops had suffered at the "battle" of Blackburn's ford (above) 19 dead, 38
wounded and 26 missing, while the rebels had 15 dead, 53 wounded and
2 missing. But the psychology was far more one sided. Captain Fry
noted, “The Confederates...were encouraged. The federal troops, on
the other hand, were greatly depressed.” And Tyler''s wounded
pride would fester.
General
McDowell spent the next day, Friday, 19 July, camped around Centerville (above) resting and resupplying his men's “haversacks” with another 2 days ration of hard tack,
which his men had eaten on the march down from Washington. And he
spent the day assessing the condition of his army. A Pennsylvania regiment and a
battery of New York artillery had to be sent back because their 90
day enlistments were almost up, and they refused to remain. McDowell
further weakened his force when by sending 5,000 men back to guard
his supply lines through Fairfax Courthouse. On Saturday, 20 July, he
sent engineers out to the west, checking the roads beyond the rebel
left. It took until late afternoon before he knew the roads to Sudley
Springs could support a flanking move by over 10,000 men.
On
the Confederate side, the soldiers might be “encouraged”, as
Captain Fry had noted, but on the night of 18 July, their
commanders were worried. Beaurguard knew, thanks to Rose Greenhow,
that a federal division of 10,000 men was marching directly down the
Alexandria and Orange railroad line on his right. He could not know,
at this point, that they had been redirected to Centerville. Beaurguard was
still outnumbered , and he expected to be struck by the heavier force
anywhere along the line from Union Mills to Blackburn's ford. If
pressed, he knew he could not hold. He pleaded with Confederate President Jefferson Davis for reinforcements.
Davis
had no men to send, except the soldiers under Johnston in the
Shenandoah Valley (above). And as long as Patterson was still threatening
Winchester, those men could not be spared. But after the skirmish on
16 July at Bunker Hill, the federals had stopped dead in their
tracks, and on 17 July Patterson had moved sideways to
Charles Town. Johnston was certain by the afternoon of 18 July that
there was no chance of any further aggressive action from
Patterson. That afternoon, when Jefferson Davis forwarded Beaurguard's urgent appeal, Johnston could now shift his men to the east.
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