Identifier: withsabrescalpelwyet (find matches)
Title: With sabre and scalpel : the autobiography of a soldier and surgeon
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Wyeth, John A. (John Allan), 1845-1922
Subjects: Wyeth, John A. (John Allan), 1845-1922 Wyeth family Confederate States of America. Army. Morgan's Cavalry Division Confederate States of America. Army. Alabama Cavalry, 4th. Company I Soldiers Surgeons Medicine Surgery American Civil War General Surgery
Publisher: New York : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ards away. I fol-lowed him some fifty yards as he still clung to the saddle,gave him a parting shot, and then turned back to where Ibelonged. This horseback duel had taken place in plain view of theregiment and excited no little interest, for as it ended awild cheer went up from our line of battle, and I only thenrealized how foolish I had been. This conviction was em-phasized by the remark of a comrade who had gone out withForrest early in the war and knew what soldiering reallywas. Fearing I was in danger, he had started to my assist-ance, and as I rode up to him on my way back he said,John, you are the damnedest fool I ever saw. * I had scarcely taken my place with my company whenthe enemys bugles sounded the charge, and their whole linecame on at a gallop. We gave them a volley; but I doubtif this would have stopped them if General Wheeler had not 1 Dr. C. A. (Meek) Robinson, of Huntsville, one of the bravest and best sol-diers in our command, is still living in Huntsville (1914).
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JOHN A. WYETH, CO. I, 4.TH ALABAMA CAVALRY From a photograph taken in 1861 WITH SABRE AND SCALPEL posted a battery, which at this juncture opened on them.As they broke under this unexpected development—for theguns had been masked—we charged and drove them inconsiderable disorder on their reserves, which were con-stantly coming on the field. At this advance I recall hearinga ball strike the chest of one of our men which soundedas if some one had slapped him with the palm of the hand.It went through one lung and passed out below the shoulder-blade.1 For the entire afternoon this kind of fighting was goingon, with charge and countercharge, with no material ad-vantage to either side, until late in the day near sundown.I did not know it then, but General Wheeler told me yearsafter the war that when the fight began the road wasjammed with loaded wagons filing slowly toward and overthe narrow bridge across Duck River, two miles in our rear,and that his fighting was to hold the enemy off

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