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REMINISCENCE OF FORT DONELSON.–
On Saturday night before the surrender, a council of war was called. Pillow, Floyd, Buckner, and a number of brigadiers composed this body. There was much confusion and exciting debate for a while. Some thought it necessary to surrender, and some did not. It was midnight, and no definite understanding was come to. General Floyd, seeing this, dismissed the council, requesting Pillow and Buckner to remain. The three sat down gloomily by the fire to ponder over the sad aspect of affairs. A long silence ensued.
“Well, gentlemen,” said Floyd, “I see you are still divided, and as I have the casting vote, I will settle the matter at once. I favor a surrender myself, provided the duty does not devolve upon me. I cannot surrender, because the United States Government have indicted me for treason, and the probability is that if they were to get me they would hang me. So you see the thing is impossible. I transfer the command to you, General.”
“Well, gentlemen, it remains with us to decide this matter, and we must do it at once. It is now midnight, and if we retreat we haven’t got a minute to lose.”
“I say retreat,” said Pillow.
“I say surrender! We have shed enough blood already to no purpose.” said Buckner.
“Well, gentlemen,” said Pillow, “I’m in the same fix as yourself. The Yankees have got me indicted for shipping guns and munitions of war to the Confederate Government. So you see I can’t surrender either; they would hang me as quick as they would you, and if you are excusable I guess I am too. To I transfer my right of command to you, General Buckner.”
General Buckner bowed, but said nothing. At that moment a noise was heard without. The door opened, and the courier announced an officer who desired admittance. He was ordered to show him in, and the next moment Colonel Forrest, all splashed with mud and water, with high topped boots and an old slouched hat, made his appearance. He walked to the fireplace and seated himself without saying a word. After a few moments Floyd said:
“Well, Colonel, have you anything important to communicate that you come here at this late hour, or has your curiosity led you to pay us this visit in order to find out what we have decided upon?”
“Both,” replied Forrest, dryly; then rising from his chair, he said:
“But it is possible, gentlemen, as I have already heard whispered this night, that you intend to surrender?”
“Yes,” was the reply. “We have just arrived at that conclusion.”
“But,” said Forrest, “there is no occasion for it, gentlemen; the whole army can easily escape without the loss of a man; not an hour ago I crossed the river on my horse where it was not waist deep. I crossed it going on horseback, and waded it coming back. It is free from Yankee pickets also, and there is no danger to be feared.”
“Yes; but Colonel,” said General Floyd, “my scouts have reconnoitred the entire river, and an officer who arrived not half an hour ago told us that he had tested the river everywhere, and no spot had he found that was fordable.”
“I don’t care, General, if he did,” said Forrest; “he told you a d–d lie, as I am ready to swear that I waded the river not half an hour ago, as my wet clothes will testify. And now, gentlemen, as it is getting late, it is high time you should be acting. Will you take my advice and make your escape?”
“No,” was the reply, “it is too late.”
“I have one request to make,” said Forrest; “I have a fine regiment of cavalry here, and I want permission to take it out. Grant me this much, and I’m off.”
General Buckner nodded his head, when Forrest bolted out of the house, took his command, crossed the river, at the aforesaid place, and made his escape without the loss of a man.
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