After running four miles to Matthews
Hill, the regiment took a much-needed, albeit brief, rest. General
McDowell's Chief of Artillery, Major William Barry, now ordered the
batteries of Captains Griffin and Ricketts to move forward to Henry
House Hill, with the Fire Zouaves and 38th New York as infantry
support. Griffin, believing Henry House Hill a poor position, doubted
that these regiments would be able to complete their task, saying
"I will go, but mark my words, they will
not support us."
Major Barry rode to the Fire Zouaves to personally lead them to their
position, to the right of the eleven guns now being unlimbered in a
position about 300 yards from the enemy. Companies A and H were
detached to act as a reserve in the rear. Upon reaching the summit of
the hill, concealed troops in the woodline ahead opened fire. Captain
Jack Wildey remembered the peculiar "whizz" of the
bullets, and that he experienced a sensation similar to that
experienced when entering an old-time fireman's brawl.
"Down, every one of you!" shouted
Farnham, and the regiment hugged the ground just as another volley was
unleashed at them.
At will, the men began to rise up and fire shots at the still unseen
enemy while others attempted to crawl closer to the woodline to deliver
more accurate fire, and escape the exposed position in which they found
themselves. One line of Confederates retreated as the regiment rose and
advanced, to the cry of
"Ellsworth!
Remember Ellsworth!" while
some shouted the cheer of their old fire companies. With his sleeves
rolled up and sword in hand, Lieutenant Daniel Divver led Company G's
veterans of Eagle Engine Co. 13 with the shout of
"Get down, Old Hague!" Now the
rightmost companies of the regiment were taking fire from the flank,
and their commanders ordered them to fall back while the rest of the
regiment stood fast. Seeing the flank of the 11th New York crumble,
J.E.B. Stuart prepared his Black Horse Cavalry for an assault. Coming
out of the woods slowly at first, they identified themselves as
friends, perhaps as a deliberate ruse or the legitimate thought on
their part that the Fire Zouaves were actually Wheat's Louisiana
Battalion. By one account, the horsemen were allowed to advance to
within 20 feet of the retreating companies before they opened fire with
pistols, then dashing forward
"like
an arrow from a bow."
The retreating companies now faced right to meet the threat of
the oncoming cavalrymen, and chaos reigned for several minutes, each
side inflicting severe casualties on the other. Men firing at each
other at point-blank range, thrusting with bayonet, saber, and Bowie
knife were all witnessed. Eventually, the cavalry dispersed, and those
of the Zouaves that could be rallied were ordered to reform to return
the destructive fire of several regiments to their front, which were
picking off men in the artillery batteries. Farnham then ordered the
regiment to retire to the base of the hill, their place in line being
taken by the Fourteenth "Brooklyn" N.Y. State Militia.
Passing the Fire Zouaves on the left was the 69th N.Y. State Militia.
The Zouaves cheered their fellow New Yorkers as they crested the hill,
but with the sounds of the Confederate batteries opening up, they knew
that the regiment would be cut to pieces. Farnham organized what he
could of the Fire Zouaves, and at the behest of Captain Ricketts, who
implored them
"for God's sake, boys,
save my battery!" they charged forward once more. Seeing
another troop of cavalry forming for an assault, the Zouaves turned
their attention in this direction and charged ahead at them, pursuing
the cavalry to the Confederate entrenchments. Once there, they were
nearly surrounded and had to fight their way out. The National flag and
the white Fire Department flag, being the only colors carried of the
many presented to them, were briefly captured. Once recovered, and the
men tore them from the staffs for safekeeping. In this position, the
Zouaves were now taking friendly fire from the rear.
By this point, any regimental cohesion was lost. Col. Farnham had been
wounded, but managed to stay at his post, ably assisted by Cregier and
Leoser. Small, disorganized groups of Zouaves retreated while others
stayed and fought on. Still others found themselves mixed among the
ranks of the 69th New York. The color guard of the 69th kept their
national and regimental flags flying high, presenting a substantial
target. Many of these men were killed, and at least one of their flags
fell into the hands of Confederates. Captain Wildey of the 11th's
Company I witnessed this, and sprinted forward with some of his men
after the captured flag, and shot its captor before promptly returning
the flag to a grateful 69th -- and keeping for himself the
Confederate's sword.
As the right of the Union line began to fall back, the Zouaves formed a
rear guard allowing the rest of the units on that portion of the field
to fall back. The battle had been a costly one for the regiment. 35 men
were killed, over 70 wounded, and another 70 missing, though these
numbers vary from account to account. Those who were taken prisoner
were initially confined in Richmond, where they distinguished
themselves for their foul conduct. According to the
Richmond Enquirer, "they seem perfectly
oblivious to every sentiment of honor, gratitude or decency. They have
nothing but the human form and faculty of speech to distinguish them
from Gorillas." Many of these men were then sent to Castle
Pinckney, South Carolina, where they remained until finally being sent
home the following May.
The battle of Bull Run was a cataclysmic disaster for the Union army,
and a dismayed public was looking for people to blame. In this flurry
of criticism, the Fire Zouaves did not escape freely. Accusations of
cowardice and poor leadership were levelled at the regiment, some
commanders going so far as to say they ran after firing only one
volley. As far as can be determined, the blame for the Union rout does
not rest squarely on anyone's shoulders. Many conspicuous acts of valor
were performed that day, particularly among the 11th New York, but the
regiment was not the proud organization it once was. Colonel Farnham's
wound was relatively minor, and his recovery seemed certain, but he had
not yet fully beaten his typhoid fever, and thus died on August 14th.
Lt. Col. Cregier, likewise suffering from ill effects of military
service, returned to New York, and Major Leoser assumed command of the
regiment. Initially, only three companies, totalling no more than 50
men each, could be counted among them.
Among those who weren't captured or wounded and didn't return to their
commands found their ways back to New York, where they were met with
jeers. A story was told of one such group, who attempted to visit with
their old friends at Hose Co. 41 on Renwick Street. The assistant
foreman stopped them at the door and, upon learning that the men
weren't on furlough, refused to let them in. It was clear that if an
organization of Fire Zouaves was to succeed, discipline problems had to
be dealt with, and firmly so. One periodical editorialized
"if the Fire Zouaves intend to acquire
distinction, as a body, they must commence anew, begin at the beginning
and persevere unto the end. All swaggering, lounging about, slang talk,
is unbecoming and ridiculous in a soldier. It is bad enough to witness
men, while in the garb of firemen, indulge in such antics; but when
supposed to be a model of trim and upright bearing, moving with
exactitude and regularity, and seldom or never speaking, and then only
in a respectful and serious manner, the appearance of actions directly
opposite is absurd." Another put it more bluntly:
"Such men are not fit to be in an army,
they are too wild, uncontrollable—in fact, unprincipled. They care for
nothing but their food and pay, and when they get clothes, do not know
how to take care of the same."
By early September, a detail of those who were still present for duty
had returned to New York, guarding some 300 prisoners of war on
Bedloe's Island, and then for a time up to a camp of instruction at
Scarsdale. They presented a stark contrast to how they had appeared
when they left in April, looking
"more
like a lot of boatmen than a regiment of soldiers." Captain
Wildey set to work recruiting once more, and managed to raise several
hundred new men -- and induce the stragglers to re-appear with the
promise that they would be treated as though they never left in the
first place. Prosper Montgomery Wetmore, Secretary of the Union Defense
Committee, addressed the regiment and gave them due credit for the work
they had done and promised them a three-day furlough, during which time
he expected the men to find and return with any known stragglers.
Noting that no one had officially been listed as a deserter on the
regiment's rolls, Wetmore said the grace period would end at the
conclusion of the 72-hour leave, after which no-shows would, in fact,
be listed as having deserted.
At the end of the month, an embarrassing letter came through from
Alexandria, stating that some of the regiment's flags had been found on
a trash heap in Alexandria, and that they were being forwarded to New
York's Mayor Fernando Wood for safe-keeping, though these would
eventually be sent on to the regiment, where it was stationed at
Fortress Monroe, VA. There, Col. Leoser received the new recruits and
attempted to reorganize the veterans. In mid-October, three of the
Zouaves were captured while on a firewood detail by a band of
Confederate cavalry. Life went on for the regiment over the winter, and
though it seemed unlikely that they would again see combat Col. Leoser
remianed hopeful. Most of the company commanders left the unit, with
only Captains Downey, Purtell, and Wildey staying on. The prospect of
back pay was constantly touted as an inducement for men to return to
the regiment, as well as continued promises of amnesty for the
deserters. In early March, another recruiting party in New York managed
to raise another company which was sent on to the regiment.
The Zouaves, now numbering about 400, were living a quiet life at
Newport News, being well-supplied. From this position, the regiment had
a front-row seat during the naval duel of the ironclads U.S.S. Monitor
and C.S.S. Virginia. Two members of the regiment were visiting aboard
the U.S.S. Cumberland when the Virginia attacked it, splitting the hull
open and causing it to sink. These men were credited with manning the
last serviceable cannon as long as could possibly have been done before
abandoning ship. Despite this break in the lull, the Zouaves felt they
were being unfairly treated, being made to perform menial duties at
Newport News. They also felt slighted by the Secretary of War who did
not attach them to General McClellan's army, then involved in pushing
up the Peninsula.
In April, Col. Leoser resigned his commission, and re-joined his
former command, the 2nd U.S. Cavalry. By the end of May, the
disenchantment within the regiment was such that it could no longer be
counted on to serve faithfully, combined with the state's contention
that the regiment was mustered in illegally meant the Zouaves would be
returning to New York. Under the command of Lt. Colonel Joseph E.
McFarland, it mustered out on June 2nd. At their final encampment on
Governor's Island in New York harbor, the ever-present promises that
they would be paid were made. Even by the time of their mustering out,
many of its members had already volunteered to serve with other
regiments, and with them fought through to the end of the war.
Where
Are They Now...?
Many members of the regiment
went on to see extended careers in the army. Among them was Company E
commander John B. Leverich found himself in command of the short-lived
163rd New York, in which former Fire Zouave Private William Butcher was
a 2nd Lieutenant. Also, Privates George McCoun of Company E and Edward
Gillen of Company B would lead Company I of the 158th New York as
Captain and 1st Lieutenant, respectively.
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