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Rosecrans in West Virginia:
A Tale of a Goose, a Dog, and a Fox
(JuneâNovember 1861)
âI have not a Brig Genl worth his saltâMorris is a timid old womanâRosecranz a silly fussy gooseâSchleich knows nothing.â So wrote Major General George Brinton McClellan to his wife, Nelly, on July 3, 1861.1 A high degree of conceit prompted his low opinion of his brigadiers, yet that conceit was understandable. Born in Philadelphia on December 3, 1826, he entered West Point when not quite sixteen; graduated second in the class of 1846, which included a gawky Virginian named Thomas J. Jackson and twenty others destined to become Civil War generals; served capably as one of Winfield Scottâs engineer officers in the Mexican War; traveled across the Atlantic with two much older officers to observe the Crimean War and report on the European armies; and even designed a saddle that would bear his name and be standard in the American army until the combustion engine rendered horses obsolete nearly ninety years later.
In 1857 McClellan found himself still only a captain despite his outstanding record, which also included conducting explorations in the Far West. He resigned his commission and within four years became president of the eastern division of the Ohio & Mississippi Railroad headquartered in Cincinnati, where he resided with his beautiful young bride, Ellen âNellyâ Marcy, who in accepting his suit rejected that of another West Pointer (class of 1847) named Ambrose Powell Hill.
The advent of civil war in April 1861 saw McClellanâs career skyrocket faster, higher, and brighter than any of the shells fired from Confederate cannons at Fort Sumter. As soon as President Abraham Lincoln called for 75,000 three-month volunteers to suppress the Southern insurrection, Ohio Governor William Dennison placed the young railway executive, who had promptly proffered his military know-how, in charge of organizing and training the Buckeye Stateâs contribution to that number, which soon far exceeded its quota. Highly impressed by the efficiency of his former staff officer, whom he long had deemed suited for high rank in the event of a major war, Winfield Scott urged the president to appoint McClellan a major general in the regular army and assign him command of âThe Department of the Ohio.â This Lincoln did, having formed a favorable opinion of his intelligence on meeting him in Illinois in 1858. Thus it was that McClellan, a mere four years after resigning his captainâs commission, became at age thirty-four second in rank only to Scott. And since âOld Fuss and Feathersâ at seventy-five had become so infirm physically that he could not mount, much less ride, a horse, McClellan stood in line to replace him as commanding general. All he needed to do next was demonstrate that his talent for waging war matched his ability at preparing for it.2
Soon he had the opportunity. Late in May 1861 Scott instructed him, at Lincolnâs behest, to occupy western Virginia. Although historically part of the Old Dominion, the Alleghenies separated this region geographically, economically, and politically from the eastern portion, with the result that most of its inhabitants, few of whom owned slaves, remained loyal to the Union. Helping them to secede from secession would take the first long stride toward restoring the United States to states united, Lincolnâs prime goal and at this stage of the war his sole professed one.3
McClellan responded to Scottâs directive by assembling several regiments under Brigadier General Thomas Morris of the Indiana militia at Grafton. From there Morris advanced and drove a much smaller Confederate force southward in the âPhillipi Races,â thereby securing control of the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad, the main land link between Washington, D.C., and the Midwest. In turn the Confederates sent reinforcements westward over the mountains to regain what had been lost, whereupon McClellan proceeded by rail to Parkersburg in western Virginia with 7,000 Ohio and Indiana volunteers. This gave him a field army of around 11,000, including Morrisâs brigade but excluding 9,000 troops assigned to guarding the Baltimore & Ohio and a brigade of three-year recruits being readied at Camp Dennison near Cincinnati for an expedition up the Great Kanawha River to the south.4
Never before had McClellan commanded so muchâor so littleâas a squad in combat. Yet he had no doubt he would succeed. Why should he? Throughout his short life he had gone from success to success. He had done so by taking care never to fail. This he would continue doing. âI shall be,â he assured Scott on arriving at Parkersburg, âcautious in my movements.â5
The main obstacles to success, as he saw it, were his generals and his soldiers. The latter consisted almost entirely of three-monthers and militia, so ill-trained and undisciplined that anything or nothing at all might cause them to flee in wild panic on encountering the enemy. As for the former, we already know his opinion: none was âworth his salt.â And in truth all of them, with one exception, were nonprofessionals who owed their rank to political connections rather than tactical know-how, with the prime example being Brigadier General Jacob D. Cox, commander of the troops slated for the Kanawha River expedition. A thirty-one-year-old lawyer-politician totally devoid of previous military training or experience, Coxâs sole apparent qualification for his position was being a close friend of Governor Dennison.6
The lone exception was that âsilly fussy gooseâ Rosecranzâor, to give his full and correctly spelled name, William Starke Rosecrans. A tall, lean, forty-one-year-old native of Ohio, he was a West Point graduate, class of 1842, wherein he ranked fifth. He had served in the elite Corps of Engineers until 1854, when, like McClellan, he resigned from the army to seek a more rewarding career in business. By 1861 he, along with two partners, operated a kerosene factory in Cincinnati and upon the outbreak of war again donned a uniform, one soon adorned with the bright silver star of a brigadier general in the regular army.
He wanted the two stars of a major general and command of an army. Serving with McClellan in western Virginia provided a chance to obtain them. In fact, he had no practicable alternative to doing so. As June gave way to July in 1861, the only other place where an imminent prospect of significant military action existed was in northern Virginia. There the head of the main Federal force, Irvin McDowell, who was about to launch an âon to Richmondâ thrust, was a brigadier general too and had no openings for another one.
Besides, McClellan possessed an attribute that Rosecrans so far in his career, both military and civilian, had lacked: abundant luck. Despite his 1842 graduation from West Point, Rosecrans saw no action in Mexico, whereas McClellan of the class of 1846 went there to serve on Scottâs staff and gain his favor and favoritism. Then, after leaving the army to enter business, Rosecrans lived comfortably but fell far short of McClellanâs financial success. He also suffered the misfortune of having an experiment with a kerosene âsafety lampâ he had invented literally blow up in his face, inflicting a permanent burn scar on his right cheek. Finally, and most irksome of all, it was McClellan who received the credit for Ohioâs rapid mobilization and with it the major generalship, even though it was Rosecrans, as âChief Engineer,â who did much of the actual, practical work of quartering, provisioning, and arming the eager Buckeye volunteers. Small wonder, therefore, that when on the eve of the western Virginia campaign a journalist told him that he intended âto join my fortunes in this war to yours,â Rosecrans replied, âI shall connect my fortune with McClellan,â adding, âYou had better join Macâs to yoursâMac is a lucky dog.â7
The âlucky dogâ disliked Rosecransâdisliked him because he distrusted him. What he wanted in subordinates were men who lacked either the desire or the ability, or both, to be other than subordinates and therefore content to remain such while advancing his own aspirations by doing what he ordered them to doâthis and nothing more nor less. His characterization of him as a âsilly fussy gooseâ notwithstanding, McClellan realized that Rosecrans was not that kind of man. Manifestly, he possessed a keen mind, high professional credentials, great energy and enterprise, and strong ambitionâqualities quite likely to cause him to disregard orders if he thought it necessary or, worse, act without any orders whatsoever. This, from McClellanâs standpoint, made him dangerous, even potentially calamitous, for he believed, so he wrote Nellie, that âeverythingââby which he meant becoming what he hoped to becomeâârequires success in my first operationsâ as a commander.8 When on June 27 his army began moving east toward Buckhannon, near where the Confederates reportedly were concentrating, he resolved to seize on the first occasion available to teach Rosecrans a lesson in subordination.
It came on the evening of the very next day. Learning that Rosecrans had camped his brigade beyond the point instructed, McClellan sent him a sharp reprimand, asserting that he had thereby exposed the advance to enemy detection. Rosecrans replied on the twenty-ninth, explaining that there had been insufficient space for a camp at the place designated and that in any case he had ascertained that there were no Confederates at Buckhannon, which one of his regiments would occupy before nightfall.9 He then declared:
The sentiment expressed in the first sentence merely signifies that Rosecrans knew, as we have seen, that he could not hope to succeed should McClellanâs campaign fail; the second sentence reeks of sarcasm; and the third is a thinly veiled warning that unless McClellan withdrew the reprimand from the record Rosecrans would make it both a personal and official issue. Either McClellan was deceiving himself or his wife, Nelly, when he wrote to her on July 2 that Rosecrans âis very meek now after a very severe rapping I gave him a few days since.â10 The record offers a different tale: McClellanâs reprimand does not appear in the Official Records, only Rosecransâs letter, suggesting the original letter had been withdrawn by McClellan. He had learned what others holding official authority over the scar-faced Ohioan would discover during the next two years: attempts to intimidate him tended to result in the reverse.
By early July the Confederate contingent in northwestern Virginia numbered approximately 5,000 troops under the command of Brigadier General Robert S. Garnett and was deployed atop Laurel Hill to the north and Rich Mountain to the south of the Staunton-Parkersburg Pike, the principal road connecting this area to the rest of Virginia. Garnett hoped to hold these heights until he received sufficient reinforcements to launch a counter-offensive. McClellan planned to drive him back across the Alleghenies or, better still, trap and destroy him west of them. At the same time Cox was to cross his four regiments by means of steamboats from Gallipolis to Point Pleasant, then advance up the Kanawha River Valley, thereby bringing all of western Virginia under Union control.11
Both Laurel Hill (actually a small mountain) and Rich Mountain were strong positions; a frontal attack against either would almost certainly fail, or if it somehow succeeded, then at inordinate cost. Realizing this, on July 5 McClellan telegraphed Scottâs adjutant, Colonel E. D. Townsend, that he intended to move against the enemy on Rich Mountain, where âI shall, if possible, turn the position to the south. . . . If possible I will repeat the maneuver of Cerro Gordo.â12 It was at Cerro Gordo in 1847 that Scott, finding his army confronted by an impregnable enemy front, sent a column circling around its southern flank to rout the Mexican forces and open the way for the eventual capture of Mexico Cityâthe âHalls of Montezuma.â
McClellanâs version of the maneuver called for Morrisâs brigade to âamuseâ Garnettâs main body atop Laurel Hill while his other three brigades seized Rich Mountain, which he calculated could be accomplished without excessive casualties because, according to his estimate, the defenders numbered about 3,000 whereas he had 7,500 troops, giving him a more than two-to-one advantage. Then he would occupy Beverly, a small town located a mile east of the mountain on the Parkersburg-Staunton Turnpike, thus cutting Garnettâs supply line and forcing him to abandon Laurel Hill in an attempt to escape back across the Alleghenies into the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. No âprospect of a brilliant victory,â he assured Scott through Townsend in his July 5 telegram, âshall induce me to depart from my intention of gaining success by maneuvering rather than fighting. I will not throw these raw men of mine into the teeth of artillery and entrenchments if it is possible to avoid it.â13
Two days later McClellanâs column set out for Rich Mountain and on July 9 arrived two miles from it at Roaring Creek. Although not particularly high, the mountain proved to be rugged, cover...