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Mickey of Company K
James
P. Sullivan of the 6th
Wisconsin
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An
Irishman in the Iron Brigade: The Civil War Memoirs of James P. Sullivan,
Sergt., Company K, 6th Wisconsin Volunteers, editing and
commentary by William J. K. Beaudot and Lance J. Herdegen, Fordham University
Press, New York, 1993, 189pp.
Veteran James P.
Sullivan contributed several articles about his war experiences to various
Wisconsin newspapers during the 1880s. Know as J.P. or Pat to family
and friends, he used the pen name Mickey, of Company K. Originally
written as the spirit moved him (his article on Gettysburg was the first
one written & published), for this collection the editors have rearranged
them chronologically. He didn't write about his entire service, either
- only portions of it - but Beaudot & Herdegen have done an outstanding
job filling in the omitted details in their commentary. Along with
writing of battles, marches, opinions on various generals, etc., Sullivan
offers his own brief summary of the war, written in King James Bible-ese
(I
especially liked his description of the British government: "a beef-eating
Philistine named John Bull"), his
attempt at drilling two raw recruits who can't march in column without
kicking each other, and the company mule Beauregard. He also gives
a roster of everyone in Company K - the original members, later recruits,
draftees and substitutes. Included is his 1885 report on a Grand
Army of the Republic (GAR) gathering held in Ontario, Wisconsin.
He was born 21
June 1843. By 1845, his parents Dennis and Catharine (nee Flynn)
had moved the family (which at the time included a daughter and two sons)
from Ireland to Wisconsin by way of Canada. They finally settled
in Greenwood Township, Bad Ax (later Vernon) County. Six other children
born over the next several years completed the family.
By 1860, young
Sullivan was out on his own, working as a farm hand near Wonewoc in Juneau
County. On 4 May 1861, he went to a war meeting held in Mauston,
where a company (the "Lemonweir Minute Men") was being raised by Rufus
R. Dawes. He signed up on the 8th,
but being underage and a bit on the short side to boot, some of the men
objected to his enlistment. Second Lieutenant and fellow Irishman
John Crane resolved the problem in June by taking Sullivan to a local justice
of the peace, who appointed himself Sullivan's guardian and swore Sullivan
in on the 21st.
Dawes' men were
mustered in as Company K of the 6th Wisconsin Infantry Regiment and traveled
east to join the Army of the Potomac. The brigade which the 6th
was assigned to included the 2nd and 7th
Wisconsin and the 19th Indiana, and came
under the command of Brigadier General John Gibbon, who had been an artilleryman
in the pre-war Army. Gibbon's old outfit - Battery B, 4th
US Artillery - was assigned as the brigade's artillery support. Gibbon's
brigade was the only one in the Army of the Potomac composed of men from
"Western" states, and he added a few things to make it even more distinctive:
instead of the usual 4-button sack coat and forage cap, he had them dress
in Regular Army frock coats and tall black hats pinned up on one side.
This gave them the nickname "The Black Hat Brigade"; even after Gibbon
was later promoted to division command away from the brigade they continued
to wear them. At the battle of South Mountain (14 September 1862),
observing their dogged attack up the slope, army commander Major General
George B. McClellan christened them with a new name - "The Iron Brigade".
Later that year, the 24th Michigan joined
the brigade. It took a while, but after their baptism of fire, the
24th was accepted by the others.
The brigade suffered very severe losses at Gettysburg, and the last 2 years
of the war would see other regiments come and go in an attempt to strengthen
the brigade, and the 19th Indiana be taken
away and swallowed up into another regiment, but the men of these 6 units
- and only these 6 - will always be associated together as The
Iron Brigade.
Getting back to
Sullivan, he took part in the stand-up and short range fire fight at Brawner
Farm (Gainesville) and 2nd Bull Run (Manasses)
in August 1862. He was shot in the foot at South Mountain, a wound
that put him into the hospital for 3 months, after which time he was medically
discharged and sent home. Six weeks at home was all he could put
up with. He went to a recruiting office and asked them if he could
enlist. "Anything owning a name could enlist" was the answer, so
he signed up with the 6th again and was
soon back in his old spot in Company K. His next fight was during
the Chancellorsville campaign in late April & May 1863.
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At Gettysburg
on 1 July 1863, he participated in the Sixth's charge on Confederate Brigadier
General Joseph R. Davis's brigade, which was using an unfinished railroad
cut for cover. The attack was successful and many prisoners were
taken, but Sullivan was badly wounded in the left shoulder. He went
to the courthouse in town, which had been converted to a hospital.
When the Federal lines broke later that day and the town was overrun by
the Confederates, Sullivan and the others at the hospital found themselves
behind Rebel lines and were now prisoners of war. Fortunately, when
Lee retreated, many of the Federal wounded who'd been captured, including
Sullivan, were left behind and free again.
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"Fight for the Colors" depicts the assault by the
Sixth Wisconsin upon the Second Mississippi
at the unfinsihed railroad cut.
© 1985 Don Troiani, used with permission |
Sullivan ended
up in Cuyler Hospital in Philadelphia, where he met Angeline Shaeffer;
they married in February 1864. Back with his regiment and veteranized (he
re-enlisted on 22 January 1864), he obviously determined to see the thing
through to the end. But he did not write anything concerning Grant's
Overland Campaign or the first months around Petersburg. On 1 August
1864, he was promoted to Sergeant. He was stuck by shell fragments
during the Weldon Rail Road battle on 21 August 1864. Most of the
metal was removed, but a piece lodged near the base of his skull never
was. At 1st Hatcher's Run (27 October 1864), he was wounded again,
this time shot in the thigh.
That winter, he
got a furlough to visit his wife. Once he was back, he and his uncle
(who was also in Company K) took off on their own for a few days without
getting permission, figuring that missing a few roll calls in the middle
of winter would be no big deal. When they returned, they were surprised
to discover they had been listed as deserters. J.P. lost his stripes
and was reduced to the ranks.
After the war,
Sullivan returned with his wife and son George (born 23 March 1865) to
Wisconsin. They tried making a new life in Dakota Territory, but
soon returned to farming in south central Wisconsin - by the 1880s on 40
not-so-prime acres in Forest Township, Vernon County. 3 other children
had arrived in the meantime: Anne, John and James. He became very
involved in veteran activities, both in the Grand Army of the Republic
(GAR) and the Iron Brigade Association - he was the first enlisted man
to speak before the latter. It was also during this period he began
writing his articles.
Sometime after
1885, 2 of the children, Anna and James, died. Then in the mid 1890s,
Sullivan gave up farming and took up law, being admitted to the bar on
1 September 1897. He bought a lot in Ontario, Wisconsin and built
his office - which he painted red, white and blue - on it. He also
became village clerk. But more troubles came when son George got
involved in a shooting and went to jail, and James and Angeline divorced
soon after. He remarried in January 1899, this time to Bessie Gorham;
this marriage produced a son, James Fitz, born 24 March 1901 (who was still
alive in 1992 and wrote the Foreword to his father's book). Sullivan's
health was already failing, though. His age, old wounds and the hardships
of time in service were rapidly catching up to him - in 1900, he was unable
to attend a Brigade reunion and could only compose and send a poem to speak
for him - and he died on 22 October 1906. He was buried in Ontario
Cemetery with his GAR comrades in attendance.
There are
hats in the closet, old, ugly to view,
Of very slight
value they may be to you.
But the wealth
of the Astors should not buy them to-day,
With letters
of honor, old Company "K"...
...But the Heavenly
Commander has said, we have heard,
That duty, well
done, shall have its reward
When the long
roll is sounded, the great muster day,
May we all meet
in Heaven - brave Company "K".
(1st
& last verses from Old Company
K by "Mickey of Company K")
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