Smashing Monuments…


The tidal wave continues…

As I expected, the move to remove anything associated with the word “Confederate” continues to expand.

I think most folks who’ve had to endure the endless dribble we now call “political correctness” knew that the tidal wave against anything “confederate” would expand to include not just “the flag” but the post-war markers placed in remembrance to the southern soldiers.

Already, there are moves afoot to literally dismantle monuments all across the south.

There is even some who now wish to redesign the Arkansas flag because one of the stars is supposed to represent Arkansas’ time in the Confederacy.

The Vicksburg National Battlefield Park issued the following statement about the flag controversy:

“The Eastern National bookstore at Vicksburg National Military Park will continue to sell a wide variety of items that feature both the U.S. and Confederate flags, as well as books, DVDs, and other educational and interpretive media where the image of the Confederate flag is depicted in its historical context. However, the bookstore will no longer sell stand-alone items that solely feature the Confederate flag, including display and wearable items. Thus far, only four items have been removed.
No other changes will take place on the battlefield: this includes monuments and wayside exhibit panels. In addition, all ranger-led interpretive programs and all living history programs and demonstrations will continue as normal depicting both Union and Confederate soldiers.
We remain committed to providing the public with the same historically accurate and authentic programming that you have come to expect.”

Some of my southern compatriots on social media got pretty riled up about this statement. Me personally, it made me feel more at ease knowing that at Vicksburg, the political correctness wave might not have as bad of an impact upon the Mississippi River as I had previously thought.

Cities such as New Orleans, Shreveport and Richmond are already putting folks on the government payroll to conjure up elaborate plans on how to “properly” dismantle those statues that have adorned their cities for over a hundred years.

This will happen – you know that and I know that.

It seems fair to ponder that as the tidal wave grows to tsunami strength, the wave will work its way across the southern landscape.

I would like to see the Arkansas Parks and Tourism Department take a stand similar to Vicksburg – that monuments inside our state parks that were placed to honor the Confederate soldiers who fought there – will remain as they are.

Already, I’ve seen one website list the Confederate marker at Jenkins’ Ferry on a “watch list” – one that lists Confederate markers in each of the southern states.

Taking a sledgehammer to those markers will not change a thing but cause an even greater divide in our country.

21st Century Book Burning…

Student's Guide Cover

It’s been a long week in America.

The actions of one troubled young man have ignited a national debate across our country.

Under fire is the Confederate flag and where it is and is not appropriate to be flown. For some, it is a historic banner, flown to honor their Confederate ancestors. For others, it is a symbol of a horrific chapter in our nation’s history where one group enslaved another.

Companies such as Wal-Mart, Target, EBay and Amazon have announced their plans to no longer allow anything reflecting the image of the Confederate flag to be sold through their companies.


That troubles me.

As you know, I’ve recently published my third book, “The Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry: A Student’s Guide,” with a cover that displays both the United States and Confederate flags.

I can concede the desire of those companies to limit certain items that have the Confederate flag plastered on it.

However, applying a knee jerk reaction to the emotional issue that is sweeping our country is just plain wrong.

To me, banning any book cover based solely upon having an image of a Confederate flag on it is paramount to 21st century book burning.

A writer chooses the covers of their books carefully, with a tremendous amount of thought going into that decision. The cover of your book sets the tone of what you want your reader to feel as they turn to that first page.

At Jenkins’ Ferry, there were two armies – Union and Confederate. There is no escaping that fact. As to the flags that flew during the battle, most were of the Second National design, not the design that is currently fueling the divide in our country.

I chose the cover design because it reflected the two banners that divided our country 150 years ago.

Though some today might not want to hear this – these were honorable men who fought under those banners. And yes, those who fought under the Confederate flag that day at Jenkins’ Ferry were just as honorable.

And they have the right for the stories of their bravery at Jenkins’ Ferry and hundreds of other battlefields to be told.

I understand how the Confederate flag can be an inflammatory issue for some. I’ve intentionally stayed out of the fray on this issue. This is a deeply personal issue for many, with their passions exploding all across social media.

What troubles me though is that there are scores of young people who are bombarding social media with images of that flag who I believe it’s safe to say have no idea of the history behind that flag. They see it as simply as a means to expressing being a “rebel.” I wonder just how much of the history of the Civil War they retained during the day or two our public schools spend on the issue.

Some even use the flag as a catalyst to spread their message of hate across our country.

I can assure you this was not the motivation that drove those men across those muddy cornfields that bloody April day in 1864.

It was about honor and sense of duty.

And I can guarantee you that those Confederate soldiers wouldn’t give a hoot if Wal-Mart stopped selling beer cozies and key chains.

They would want their stories told – stories of bravery and sacrifice.

Those men – and yes that flag – deserve their place in history.

Preaching in the Midst of God’s Fury…


One of my favorite stories related to the battle of Jenkins’ Ferry centers around a Confederate Chaplain named Parson Greesmore who, shortly before the battle, gathered the men of his regiment and spoke a few words of comfort to them. At the end of the sermon, he surprised his men when he said:

“My dear boys I have decided to go into the next fight with you. I don’t think a man can properly preach about the evils and accusations of war unless he has experienced the feeling of going into battle.”

Eyewitnesses report Parson Greesmore mounted a large gray horse and rode into battle. The officers were nervous to have the Chaplain riding in the midst of battle, making him such an easy target to the enemy.

One of the first shots from the Yankees shot the horse out from under Parson Greesmore. Almost as soon as he was able to come to his feet beside the fallen horse, a bullet struck his hand, blowing off one of his fingers. He tried to remain calm, but almost as soon as the first shot, a second shot blew off his right thumb. At this point, the Chaplain had seen enough of the battle and headed toward the rear.

A veteran recalled what came next:

“Hold on, Parson!” called someone.

“Hold on, hell” he replied. “Ask a man to hold on, when the whole damned universe is shooting at him?”

Then, turning to his troops, called out:


“Take care of your body, and the Lord will take care of your soul.”

Amen Parson.

Hail & High Water…

HHW Cover Preview

The Front and Back Cover Art for “Hail & High Water”

Now that the Jenkins’ Ferry Student’s Guide has been been published, I turn my full attention to my next book.

“Hail & High Water: The Battle of Elkins’ Ferry, Arkansas”, is a study of the first major clash of the two armies during the 1864 Camden Expedition. Several years ago when I began broadening out from my initial focus on the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry, I discovered there were several clashes between the Confederate and Union forces leading up to the battle at Jenkins’ Ferry, the first being at Elkins’ Ferry.

What I unfortunately discovered is there has been no book written focusing on Elkins’ Ferry. Sure, it receives an almost passing paragraph or two in books written on the Red River Campaign, but historians have for some reason passed over this battle, instead focusing on the larger battles of the Trans-Mississippi, After having to spread myself over a dozen different sources, I soon decided it was time to give Elkins’ Ferry its due – and Hail & High Water is the result.

Some of the participants you’ll recognize from Jenkins’ Ferry. Kirby Smith has not yet arrived in Arkansas with his Confederate Divisions. Instead, you have cavalry under John Marmaduke and Jo Shelby trying to impede Steele’s march southward. And though greatly outnumbered, the Confederates do a fair job of slowing down the Federals. Of course, just as at Jenkins’ Ferry, the flooding river is a factor. The same pontoon bridge used at Jenkins’ Ferry is deployed at Elkins’ Ferry.

Union General Samuel Rice, who you’ll remember was one of three generals killed at Jenkins’ Ferry, almost never made it to the Saline River. During the fight at Elkins’ Ferry, a Confederate piece of canister shot struck the side of Rice’s head, knocking off his hat and grazing the hair along the side of his head. That is about as close to death as a fellow can get – his luck would run out three weeks later at Jenkins’ Ferry.

Ironically, it seems that changes are soon coming to Elkins’ Ferry. There is a grass-roots preservation effort underway to purchase land associated with the battle. Here is a link to their website:

Save Elkins’ Ferry Battlefield

Hopefully, with the manuscript complete with only the maps to added, “Hail & High Water,” may see it’s way to be published by summer. It’s a good book, one that I am proud of.

It’s a shame 150 years has passed without a book on this significant part of the Camden Expedition. We’re about to change that.

Missing the Big Fight…

Tenth Missouri Cavalry

Captain Zimri Bates of the 10th Illinois Cavalry

Zimri Bates missed out on the big fight.

And looking back on it all, I’m sure that was fine with Captain Bates.

On the afternoon of April 29, 1864, Captain Zimri Bates set atop his horse on the west bank of the Saline River as he watched the Federal engineers construct their pontoon bridge. He had heard the gunfire behind him. He, along with the other members of the 10th Illinois Cavalry, knew the Confederates were closing in on them. They also knew unless the pontooners got that damned bridge built, they were going to be trapped in that godforsaken swamp.

Zimri Barber Bates was a native of New York before moving to Illinois where he worked as a farmer. Joining Company G of the 10th Illinois Cavalry, he was initially commissioned a Lieutenant before being promoted in Captain in 1862.

That spring of 1864, the 10th Illinois was assigned to the Third Brigade of Brigadier General Eugene Carr’s Cavalry Division. The Division saw extensive service in the Trans-Mississippi Theater, including a skirmish at Cotton Plant in July 1862, the capture of Arkansas Post in January of 1863 as well as the capture of Little Rock in September 1863. Carr’s Division served as the eyes and ears of Steele’s Seventh Corps as it snaked its way southward to assist in the invasion of Texas.

Once the decision was made by Steele to abandon the march and return to the safety of Little Rock, he moved quickly northward from Camden but his army stalled once they reached the flooded Saline River bottoms. The Federals knew a fight was about to happen. But concerning Frederick Steele as much was Confederate General James Fagan. Following his overwhelming victory at the Battle of Marks Mills days before, Fagan had become a very real threat. Steele was concerned that Fagan would follow-up his victory by making a move on Little Rock.

As Steele and Eugene Carr sat atop their horses that afternoon on the bank of the Saline River, Steele’s orders were clear; as soon as the pontoon bridge was operational; Carr was to move his Division with all possible speed toward Little Rock

By 4:00 pm on April 29, 1864, in the pouring rain, Captain Bates trotted his horse across the newly constructed pontoon bridge.

Now, for those who have visited Jenkins’ Ferry State Park, can you imagine Bates and 3,000 horseman gathered on the east side of the river where the park is today? 3,000 horses? It seems unbelievable when you stand among those gentle oak trees today.

They were able to leave the Saline River behind as the Confederates closed the gap, resulting in the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry.

Once Bates and the rest of Carr’s Division completed the crossing, they moved quickly to establish a camp on the high ground (near the intersection of Highway 291 and 46) before moving toward Little Rock. It turns out the fears over Fagan capturing Little Rock was unfounded (that will be the subject of tomorrow’s blog).

In January 1865, Captain Bates and his regiment were consolidated with the soldiers of the 15th Illinois Cavalry and designated the 10th Illinois Veteran Volunteer Cavalry.

After the war, Captain Bates would live quietly, dying in Blackwell, Oklahoma, in February of 1917 just as another war, the “Great War,” was raging across Europe.

Yankee Letters…


According to the “Encyclopedia of Arkansas”, an online reference tool, one of the first post offices in what is now Grant County was southwest of Sheridan. Known at the “Lost Creek” post office, it was located in that part of the county known as Turin, which today is known as the Philadelphia community.

Following the battle of Jenkins’ Ferry, debris from the battle was everywhere. One Confederate soldier recalled:

“[The area along the Military Road] is littered with coats, pants, jackets, and blankets cast off by the Federals. Most cooking utensils [I] saw had been stuck with bayonets. Most wagons were burned. Every family along the road has been robbed of their chickens, corn, grain, wheat, and household possessions. [There are reports] that the country has been desolated and the women and children left begging.”

There is a story, passed on through a series of stories collected by the Grant County Museum, which mentions the post office:

“A citizen of Turin has informed us that he personally collected a number of letters from the battleground near the Saline River after visiting there before the overflow. Addressed to Northern destinations, most were found in a two-wheel cart abandoned at the junction of the Camden and Pine Bluff Road and were placed in the Turin Post Office.”

I’ve always been intrigued by this quote for a number of reasons. First of course, I’ve wondered if the letters ever made it to their destinations, letting loved ones know they’d survived the battle along the Saline River. Or perhaps it was a final letter from a dying soldier, written as the last moments of life escape him on that dreadful battlefield. That cart of abandoned letters would be a gold mine to historians such as myself, giving eyewitness accounts of the battle. Often, the soldiers stories are the most intriguing, not the static accounts left by the commanders. In the soldiers letters you feel the raw emotion of the moment, the sweat still beaded around their forehead from the nightmare they had just experienced.

Several letters have surfaced over the years of soldier’s experiences at Jenkins’ Ferry. I’ve mentioned a few of them here on the blog. As time passes and archives continue to digitize their collections, I’m sure more letters will surface.

Did you catch the other significant portion of the quote?

“…after visiting [the battlefield[ before the overflow…”

This is the first reference I’ve read of a flood (“overflow”) encompassing the area of the battlefield following the fight. I know of at least one other quote from a visitor to the battlefield days later.

A former slave, Jane Osbrook, recalled visiting the battlefield in the days after the fighting:

“The next Sunday [after the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry], my father carried all us children and some of the white folks to see the battlefield. I [re]member the dead was lyin’ in graves, just row after another and hadn’t even been covered up.”

 Considering how boggy the area was when the battle was fought, it’s hard to imagine how much wetter the place could have gotten during the “overflow.”

 The area where the cart full of letters was found: “the junction of the Camden and Pine Bluff Road,” is located at the junction of Highways 46 and 291, just north of the battlefield, known today as Grant Road Eight. Following the battle, what few wounded that General Frederick Steele carried with him during his escape were diverted along this road once the Federals reached the high ground and established their encampment. The Camden and Pine Bluff road would have carried the wounded to the relative safety of the Federal supply depot at Pine Bluff. Plus, by sending his wounded to Pine Bluff, Steele could march his army with all possible speed back to Little Rock (after burning over 200 wagons to lighten his load).

Despite the animosity held by many in the area, that citizen of Turin saw fit to see to it those letters were delivered to the post office, a kind gesture during a time when many of the area residents accused the Federal army of pillaging the landscape, stripping area farms of their possessions.

The mail must go through.

Twenty-one Steps…

21 Steps

Monuments stand as silent sentinels to the men who fought in the defense of the cause of freedom.

Most, like the Confederate marker inside Jenkins’ Ferry State Park, stand as silent witnesses to the history that swirled around them. When it was dedicated in 1928, thousands attended its unveiling. Today, when you visit the park, the monument stands alone, surrounded by the absolute peace that is that place. Sometimes, urban sprawl will absorb a monument where we might find a civil war battlefield monument standing next to a Taco Bell, the ground where brave men once fought now more valuable as real estate than for the blood soaked ground men gave their lives to protect.

As you read this, a soldier is pacing twenty-one steps in front of a monument. Later today, when you’re enjoying that time at the lake or the backyard cookout, that soldier continues to pace those twenty-one steps. Tonight, as you turn in after a long day of time spent with family or a day at the mall, that soldier will be still pacing those twenty-one steps.

At the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery, a long sentinel is marking time – protecting those who gave the ultimate sacrifice. The soldiers who guard the tomb have no rank adorning their uniforms. Since the ranks of the soldiers they protect are unknown, it would be inappropriate for the tomb to be guarded by soldiers who outrank them.

There were moments at Jenkins’ Ferry where rank didn’t matter. The night before the battle, a soldier with the 33rd Iowa Union Infantry recalled a scene around the fire:

“There was the most perfect equality and democracy, we had ever seen in the army. The officers had no “sleeping utensils” with them, fend therefore, had to lie down as they were. General [Samuel] Rice was fortunate enough to have a cloak to lie on. He made a pillow of the bodies of one or two sleepy soldiers, who happened to be near him. One of the men happened to awake about 4 o’clock, and in moving a little, he almost stumbled over our division-commander [General Fredrick Salomon], stretched upon the bare ground, with his feet to the fire, and looking like any other Dutchman.”

 The soldier who wrote that is gone. They’re all gone – Generals as well as foot soldiers.

What remains behind at Jenkins’ Ferry is the 1928 Confederate monument. There are no smartly dressed soldiers protecting that tomb, yet I have no doubt it is surrounded by the brave spirit of the men – Union and Confederate – who fought there.


Honor Amongst Political Correctness…

Boy Scout

If you’ve been following the news the last few days, you’ve read where controversy once again swirls around the Boy Scouts of America. Folks are once again examining the merits of whether or not to allow openly homosexual males to serve in scout master positions.

This blog is about as non-political as you’ll find. We get enough of that mindless, depressing hooey everyday when we turn on the news. Heck, with our smartphones, we no longer have to wait for the six o’clock news; we have this constant flow of news coming into our lives. No, this blog is about sharing stories of the men of the 1864 Camden Expedition and the battles that raged across southern Arkansas.

Something that has always made my heart proud every year is the stories I read around Memorial Day where Boy Scouts across America descend upon our cemeteries and place small flags on the gravesites of our veterans.

When I was preparing to write the blog I plan to post on Memorial Day, I came across the photograph in today’s blog of the young scout saluting one of the veterans they came to honor.

What struck me about the photograph is nowhere do we see political correctness (I detest that word, truth be told). Nor do we see the controversy among “the grown ups” of the issues that detract from the honor of this organization.

What I see in this photograph is duty and honor…something so missing from our society today.

I hope one day my son, Stephen Ryan, will join the Boy Scouts. I hope to hear him one day recite the scout oath:

“On my honor, I will do my best 
To do my duty to God and my country and to obey the Scout Law; 
To help other people at all times; 
To keep myself physically strong, mentally awake and morally straight.”

 There is indeed honor at this early age. These young men are part of what is good about America. And spending that time in our veteran’s cemeteries placing flags is a good way for them to recall the sacrifice so many made for the cause of freedom.

But more importantly, it serves to honor those brave men and woman who protected our shores and stood as the beacon of freedom throughout the world.

At Jenkins’ Ferry, the local Boy Scout troops have participated in many events related to commemorating the battle. By involving them, you help educate them and inspire them about the brave men – blue and grey – who fought there 150 years ago.

I don’t care for political correctness – it is some contrived term that divides our country.

Perhaps instead, we should stick to the terms that helped build our country – terms the boy scouts live by…


Duty to God and County

Morally Straight

We can learn a lot from those brave young men.

Mysteries and Muddy Roads…

Muddy Road

After the Federals had left their encampment where they had burned about 200 wagons filled with supplies and ordinance following the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry (near the intersection of Highways 46 & 291), Frederick Steele began moving his army northward toward Little Rock.

After crossing what is now Highway 270 just east of the city of Prattsville, the army continued northward, and within a few miles, entered the Lost Creek bottoms. That is where things fell apart.

This morass was even worse than the quagmire they just left. The Military Road here was now a sea of mud. A member of the 33rd Iowa recalled the march through the bottoms:

Oh! The interminable time in that dreary swamp! Driven to the last extreme of haste by the imperative necessity for food, and expecting every minute to hear the guns of the once repulsed, but still overwhelming enemy, upon our rear, there we were compelled to wait and linger, while the long train of wagons would stick in the mud, and the mules would flounder in the mire. Many as were the wagons that had been destroyed, the train still stretched out apparently two or three miles. Our duty as train guard that day, was to cut down all the young pine trees near, bring them on our backs to that deepest part of the mire, which was called the road, and so build corduroy across most of the swamp.                                                                                                                                              

When a wagon stuck – and all the wagons were constantly sticking – every endeavor was made to raise it out of the mud and get it moving again. If all means failed, the mules were unhitched, and the wagon broken and burned; and so all over the swamp, and the road, were burning wagons and their scattered contents. If the cartridges that were sown that day should bear fruit even sixty-fold, there would never be peace anymore. Whenever a wagon was fire, most or all of its contents were thrown into the water…but still the occasional explosions of powder, cartridges, etc. lent variety without beauty to the scene.”

It was early afternoon on May 1st before the last of Steele’s Army emerged from the Lost Creek bottoms. The road and conditions improved to allow the retreating Federals a quickened pace.

A few days ago we talked about the “hog pen” – the area of new interest on the Jenkins’ Ferry battlefield where relic hunters have discovered traces of possible artillery action. As I mentioned, those who have searched those river bottoms have unearthed some amazing finds. But what of the Lost Creek bottoms? What treasures have these men uncovered?

The answer, according to some of those who have spent a lifetime searching, that possibly the area has not yet been discovered. Now, you might ask how is this even possible, given the scores of people who have descended upon the area since the first metal detectors were produced.

Let’s look at something our soldier of the 33rd Iowa said above:

“…and the wagon broken and burned; and so all over the swamp, and the road, were burning wagons and their scattered contents. If the cartridges that were sown that day should bear fruit even sixty-fold, there would never be peace anymore.”

This statement has perplexed some historians for decades. Granted, relics have been discovered all along the Federal retreat route. But nothing on the scale the soldier wrote about.

Some have speculated that the soldier was referring to the “burning ground,” the high ground where the Federals burned their wagons prior to departing for Little Rock. Others say that based upon the statement, the soldier must be referring to a different location, presumably the Lost Creek bottoms.

I do know of the location of a least one wagon that was discovered a few years ago just north of Highway 35 east of the Tull Community. That particular wagon was filled with medical supplies, with the bottles melted and fused together from the fire when the wagon was destroyed. This particular wagon was discovered years after the relic hunter’s initial sweep through the area, which would give me cause to believe there remains materials to be discovered.

Why seek the artifacts? Easy. They all help tell the story of the Camden Expedition and by pinpointing the Lost Creek bottom’s location; it will fill in yet another piece of the puzzle of Steele’s escape through the piney forests of central and southern Arkansas.

Death…By the Numbers


Trying to determine actual causality figures from the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry has always been difficult. From the eyewitness accounts, we know there was chaos in that river bottom during and after the battle. Additionally, with scores being removed from the battlefield and treated at makeshift hospitals, it is impossible to know the number of soldiers who’s names moved from the “wounded” column to the “killed” column. To further muddy the waters, several of the Confederate units (including Walker’s entire Texas Division) failed to submit any causality figures, so the numbers are immediately skewed.

That being said, we are able to make some sense out of the limited data that we have available. What stands out the most to me are the wounded, particularly the Federal wounded. I can understand the high Confederate causalities; they were moving across open ground, visible for 200+ yards prior to being mowed down by the Federals, entrenched behind makeshift breastworks.

But apparently, the breastworks weren’t as effective as what might have been expected.

The night before the battle, as the Federals were desperately trying to cross the Saline River, the sound of axes were heard throughout the river bottom as General Samuel Rice’s Third Brigade piled trees and fence rails to form a barrier to the anticipated Confederate onslaught coming at daylight.

Confederate General Thomas Waul, commanding a brigade in Walker’s Texas Division, recalled the breastworks in front of him as he made the charge:

“The Federal’s principal line concealed and protected by fallen timber and other hastily constructed defenses and the banks of a slough, commanded the only direct approach through an open field in front. They had also a strong force nearly at right angles with the right of their main line, position under the high banks of a deep bayou that skirts the Jenkins’ Ferry road, directly on the edge of the field and commanding the left flank, and enfilading any force that might enter the field in front of the main line. The enemy’s left extended a considerable distance beyond the field, forming an obtuse angle, inclining toward our right and commanding a large portion of the field.”

The available causality figures for the Confederates are brutal: 517 killed and wounded but keep in mind that these figures do not include several of the units who were engaged. Again, I can understand the figures, given the head-on assaults across the open cornfield. However, the Federal causalities were equally high: 621 killed and wounded.

It was a hell of a fight.

That’s 1,200 causalities before calculating in the missing figures from the other Confederate units. I have no doubt, especially with Walker’s Texas Division, that the causality figures would rise to over 1,500-1,700.

Here are the reported causality figures for those companies reporting their numbers:


50th Indiana Infantry: Killed-13 Wounded-71 Missing-9

29th Iowa Infantry:    Killed-8 Wounded-84 Missing-0

33rd Iowa Infantry:    Killed-9 Wounded-105 Missing-9

9th Wisconsin Infantry: Killed-14 Wounded-71 Missing-0

Casual Detachment:    Killed-5 Wounded-27 Missing-5

43rd Illinois Infantry:   Killed-3 Wounded-9   Missing-0

40th Iowa Infantry:   Killed-6 Wounded-34 Missing-0

27th Wisconsin Infantry: Killed-5 Wounded-11 Missing-14

2nd Kansas Colored Infantry: Killed-15 Wounded-55, Missing-3

Springfield Illinois Light Artillery: Killed-15 Wounded-55 Missing-3



3rd Missouri Cavalry: Killed-6 Wounded-31 Missing-0

4th Missouri Cavalry: Killed-1 Wounded-12 Missing-0

19th and 24th Arkansas Infantry: Killed-8 Wounded-18      Missing-0

28th and 38th Arkansas Infantry: Killed-4 Wounded-22 Missing-0

33rd Arkansas Infantry: Killed-21 Wounded-71 Missing-0

Gause’s Brigade, Arkansas Infantry: Killed-15 Wounded-67 Missing-0

Dismounted Casuals: Killed-1 Wounded-14 Missing-1

8th Missouri Infantry: Killled-7 Wounded-22 Missing-0

9th Missouri Infantry: Killed-7 Wounded-45 Missing-0

Ruffner’s Missouri Battery: Killed-4 Wounded-6 Missing-0

10th Missouri Infantry: Killed-3 Wounded-7 Missing-0

11th Missouri Infantry: Killed-2 Wounded-15 Missing-0

12th Missouri Infantry: Killed-1 Wounded-2 Missing-0

16th Missouri Infantry: Killed-5 Wounded-20 Missing-0

9th Missouri Sharpshooter Battalion: Killed-4 Wounded-4 Missing-4


Killed: Federal-93 Confederate-107

Wounded: Federal-522   Confederate-410

Missing: Federal-43 Confederate-5


Killed: 200

Wounded: 932

Missing: 48


The number of killed/wounded/missing were not recorded from the following Confederate units:

14th Missouri Cavalry

8th Missouri Cavalry

Harris’ Missouri Battery

11th and 14th Texas Infantry

28the and 6th Texas Cavalry

Daniel’s Texas Battery

The only possible way of compiling the missing causality figures would be to analyze the service records of each of the companies who failed to report their numbers. That, I am afraid, would be a monumental task but one that I hope someone will one day take on the challenge. It would finally fill in a significant piece of the puzzle that is the Battle of Jenkins’ Ferry.

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