The Charge Of The Mule Brigade
Half a mile, half a mile, Half a mile onward,
Right through the Georgia troops Broke the two hundred."Forward the Mule Brigade! Charge for the Rebs," they neighed.
Straight for the Georgia troops Broke the two hundred."Forward the Mule Brigade!" Was there a mule dismayed?
Not when their long ears felt All their ropes sundered.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to make Rebs fly.
On! to the Georgia troops Broke the two hundred.
Mules to the right of them,
Mules to the left of them,
Mules behind them Pawed, neighed, and thundered.
Breaking their own
Breaking through Longstreet's
Into the Georgia troops Stormed the two hundred.
Wild all their eyes did glare,
Whisked all their tails in
Scattering the chivalry there, While all the world wondered.
Not a mule back bestraddled,
Yet how they all skedaddled — Fled every Georgian,
Unsabred, unsaddled, Scattered and sundered!
How they were routed there By the two hundred!
Mules to the right of them,
Mules to the left of them,
Mules behind them Pawed, neighed, and thundered;
Followed by hoof and
Full many a hero fled,
Fain in the last ditch dead,
Back from an ass's
All that was left of them, — Left by the two hundred.
When can their glory fade?
Oh, what a wild charge they made! All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made!
Honor the Mule Brigade, Long-eared two hundred!
Although the Battle of Wauhatchie,
Tennessee, is not among the better known battles of the War, it nevertheless stands as one of its few significant night assaults.
On the evening of October 28, 1863, during the Chattanooga campaign,
Confederate troops under the command of General James Longstreet attacked the Federal forces of General John W.
Geary.
General Joseph Hooker had left Geary's troops to guard the road along which ran the "Cracker Line," the round-about route by which Union troops were forced to supply occupied Chattanooga.
Although the fighting was disorganized and confused, it raged until 4:00 the following morning and ended in Confederate failure to break the Cracker Line.
One of the more enduring and amusing stories to emerge from the Battle of Wauhatchie concerns a purported "charge" by a herd of Union mules, who broke loose from their skinners and dashed headlong into Confederate lines.
In his account of the engagement, which appears in Battles and Leaders, overall Union commander Ulysses S.
Grant claimed that Southern troops under General Evander Law mistook the runaway mules for a cavalry charge and fell back in confusion.
Mule As delightful as the anecdote may be, however, there is no real evidence that it ever happened, since Law's men had been driven back by Generals Hector Tyndale and Orland Smith long before the mules slipped their harnesses and began their precipitous flight towards freedom.
Nevertheless, the story spread quickly and was accepted as truthful; there was even talk of brevetting the mules as horses.
This poem, an obvious parody on Alfred Lord Tennyson's famous "Charge of the Light Brigade," was probably composed shortly after the incident and gained widespread circulation.
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