Massacre on the Nueces River; story of a Civil War tragedy. Page: 18 of 39
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THE MASSACRE ON THE NUECES RIVER
cheat his own father-if he could. Till some time after se-
cession he was a strong Union man, but when the Confederacy
seemed likely to come out on top, he became the hottest of hot
Secessionists. By Dunn's (Duff) influence he was elected junior
lieutenant in our company; but not by my vote, for I never
thought him fit for even 4th corporal.
We then, being halted on the return of the scouts, these
three went forth to reconnoitre the position before forming the
plan of attack. In about an hour they came back, and orders
were issued for a night attack, to be delivered just after mid-
night. Then we moved about quarter of a mile up a ravine
running at right angles to the river, where we were securely
hidden, and there off-saddled, and spread our blankets to await
the coming fight with what patience we might.
I may say we were all pretty confident of whipping the Ger-
mans, and the general idea seemed to be that they would show
but little fight. I thought, as I said before, that we had a pretty
tough job before us, unless we could effect a complete sur-
prise of the camp, and that, with undisciplined troops and in-
competent leaders, was not very likely. However, we were
to put the question to the test of experience very soon, and in
the meantime there was nothing to be done but to rest and be
thankful for that blessing.
About eleven o'clock my comrade and I were roused out of
a sound nap to find the whole party falling in. Arms were
carefully inspected, hats were discarded, and a white handker-
chief tied, round our heads; then leaving our horses under a
small guard, for the attack was to be made on foot, we marched
off in single file, by the light of an overclouded moon, over
breakneck rocks and down the steepest slides. Silence had of
course been strictly enjoined, and for their own sakes was kept
by all, so that, as we slowly crept up and down those dreadful
rocks, not a whisper was heard, not a sound was audible save
the tramp of feet or the noise of a falling stone. Into the bed
of the stream we slid, one by one, down the steepest declivity
of all. It was only kneedeep, running strong and clear, with
great boulders scattered everywhere. Though no word was
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Williams, R. H. & Sansom, John W. Massacre on the Nueces River; story of a Civil War tragedy., book, Date Unknown; Grand Prairie, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth2409/m1/18/: accessed June 28, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; .