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ala. sharpshooters at fussell's mill 8-16-64

I have been reading Shock Troops of the Confederacy by Fred Ray. In the winter of 1863-64 most of lee's anv formed sharpshooter battalions. A battalion was assigned to each brigade. The term sharpshooter is a bit misleading. Actually they were light infantry.

This is the first mention I've seen of the sharpshooters for Law's alabama brigade:

from biographical and historical memoirs of western arkansas page 464

The following description of the military career of Mr. Watts is here given in his own graphic
lan-guage and style:

"I wish to state a few words in regard to the battle of Gaines' Mill.
I will say that I was a sharpshooter and a scout from Company C, Forty-eighth Alabama Infantry up
till the battle of Gaines' Mill, and our battalion of sharpshooters charged the Federal
sharpshooters and drove them back in their breastworks,wherein myself and comrades were so near
the enemy that it seemed like it was almost impossible for us to make our escape.

While thus exposed to the heavy fire from the artillery and rifles of the Federal
lines, our boys were coming in a full breast at a charge bayonets and yelling, but my comrades
were re-pulsed and retired, to rally and come again, which they did, but were repulsed again.
All this time myself and comrades were in forty yards of the Federal breastworks, pouring a tire
upon them with our Whitney rifles. In about five minutes I looked back and saw the Confederate
line charging with determination. This charge was the third charge of the Confederates.
As they charged within fifteen steps of my rear I saw the last man in my old Company C fall; his
name was John Barton; he was first lieutenant of Company C, Forty-eighth Alabama.

In this engagement we had six of as good southern soldiers to fall with our flag as ever
lived. When my lieutenant fell forward with the flag he raised himself up as high as possible and
waved his flag. I could not stand it any longer, so I rose up and made a few leaps backward and
seized our colors. At that moment my lieutenant spread himself flat to the ground. He had
received a deadly shot. At that moment as he sank down his dying words were to 'stamp the
flag on the Federal works. '

As I seized the flag and leaped forward to stamp it on the Federal works the flag-
staff was shot in two, but I regained hold of the fractured end and ran forward.
In a few leaps I reached the Federal works and planted my staff within three
feet of the Yankee line. At that moment a Yankee captain seized hold of our flag and while
myself and the Yankee captain were de-fending ourselves from each others blows, tussling over the
flag, one of my comrades shot and killed the captain, and in another instant my comrade fell,shot
dead.

In another moment I was yelling and waving our colors for my boys to rally to the old
Forty-eighth flag. At the same time I heard Major Carrie cry out to the Forty-seventh Alabama to
rally to the aid of the flag of the Forty-eighth, for it was stamped upon the Federal works.
So the boys raised a terrible yell and here they came with bayonets presented. Then came the
death struggle while I held the banner. It was a hand-to-hand fight, but quickly over.
I was the only man left in Company C, Forty-eighth Alabama Regiment. After this, and from that
very hour, I was chosen as color-bearer for the Forty-eighth Alabama Reg-iment.
I was the only man left in Company C,and there had six brave boys fallen from under that flag
at this battle. Besides this the Forty-eighth had lost three men over half of her number.
It seemed like the solemn hour had come, for we left home with 127 men in Company C, and now
was cut down to one man only. We were the winners of the victory.

The regiments that suffered in this battle were the Forty-eighth, Forty seventh and Fifteenth
Ala-bama, the Third, Fourth and Fifth Texas, and the Third Arkansas. We were fighting against
odds five to one.

Besides the Federals were mixed troops of negroes, Indians and New Yorkers, and
they all fought at the point of the bayonet.

bryce a. suderow