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HOLDEN EVENT A SUCCESS AND HOMIE
SURVIVES AN ABDUCTION ATTEMPT!!
Cvil War Days 2009 a Success!!
CITY'S POSITION ON
DISCHARGING FIREARMS LEADS TO CANCELLATION
As you know, I cancelled our participation in
the Lawrence event which had been scheduled for
August. 15, 2009, at South Park in Lawrence, KS.
An article about that ran in the Lawrence
Journal-World on August 15, and a number of user
comments were posted. I posted the following and
trust that it receives the approval of the rank
I write concerning the cancellation of the Civil
War reenactment in Lawrence, at South Park,
August 15, 2009. Much could be said about that;
little need be. The 9th Texas (with many members
from Kansas) and other allied reenacting groups
assumed that we would be permitted to do what
Civil War reenactors do, including firing our
weapons (with blanks). At the eleventh hour,
city officials refused to grant us permission to
fire in South Park although that had been done
in 2007, the last time we were there. As such, I
cancelled our participation. The statements in
the Lawrence Journal-World on August 15
attributed to Debbie White, manager of the
Lawrence Visitor Center, that the 9th Texas
“couldn’t make the trip” and that “things [had]
come up,” are, therefore, not entirely accurate.
The 9th Texas and its brother units are
committed to the cause of historical
preservation, including honoring those, both
North and South, who chose to put their lives on
the line for what they believed in. I know that
the Civil War reenactors would have put on a
good recreation of the life of the Civil War
soldier in South Park had that been permitted. I
extend my apologies to the folks in Lawrence and
elsewhere that the event did not come off as
If the 9th chooses to participate in this event
in the future, I hope that details can be worked
out ahead of time to the satisfaction of all.
9th Texas Volunteer Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
The Lawrence Journal-World ran an additional
piece on the cancellation of the event in the
on-line version of the paper, found at
The reader posts following the article are well
ACTION REPORT - DILLER, NEBRASKA JULY
OF BENTONVILLE 2009
JUNE 12-14, 2009
9th ingloriously surrenders at
Ft. Titus, Lecompton KS
Lecompton, KS, June 17-19, 2009 - After Action
Pvt. Aaron Staab and your humble correspondent
participated in the Lecompton event, including
in the main the Battle of Ft. Titus, June 17-19,
2009, held on a three (3) year rotation in
conjunction with the local Territorial Days, a
local festival/fair. The latter attracted a fair
crowd, and quite a row of food venders, clearly
rivaling anything we have seen this year at any
CW reenactment. Inexplicably, Territorial Days
runs from Friday to Saturday, but the Battle is
only Saturday and Sunday. Crowds had thus
greatly petered out by Sunday. Go Figure.
Lecompton is a small burg about 20 miles out of
Topeka, east on highway 24. The Constitution
Hall, a national historic landmark and the
Territorial Capital Museum, are both situated in
Lecompton -- see the further note below.
The event is quite small, perhaps tiny by
comparison, but it was well-supported by the
management of the site, including Tim Rues, site
administrator, to whom I extend our thanks (more
from Tim below). There was plenty of food,
including raw rations, a place to camp (which
could not hold large numbers), clean porcelain
for those who preferred it, but very little
firewood. We were even offered the chance to
spend the night in cool AC in the museum, pretty
tempting, but no takers.
Aaron and I set up our little camp and made our
fire. We had an enjoyable time there on Friday
night, trading stories and having some brew.
Thought the traffic on the nearby street would
be a problem but it proved not to be. There was
a Saturday morning parade which Aaron and I did
not attend, but we did stroll around the town to
see what Territorial Days was all about. Lots of
hustle and bustle and lots of locals -- typical
The event was pretty hot and not much to speak
of by way or recruiting, so, I spent Saturday
night back home at the plantation with the gal
and dog and went back for the Sunday battle. Mr.
Staab did likewise.
Aaron and i were soon joined by a couple of the
lads from the 16th MO, and one of Elliott’s
Scouts joined us on Sunday. At least some of
the lads from the 8th Kansas and a local
artillery crew we have seen in the past were
also in attendance as well as many others,
mostly on the free State side whose units I did
The highlight of the event was the reenactment
of the actual battle of (the re-constructed) Ft.
Titus, described thus on the website of Historic
On August 16, 1856, some fifty Free State men
under Captain Samuel Walker attacked Ft. Titus.
After a brief battle, Ft. Titus and its
thirty-four defenders, including Colonel Henry
Titus, surrendered. Also surrendered were 400
muskets, a large number of knives, 13 horses,
several wagons, a large stock of household
provisions, farm equipment and $10,000 in gold
and bank drafts. Slaves and servants owned by
Titus were set free and instructed to go to
Topeka. Two proslavery men defenders were killed
and Titus and five other combatants were
seriously injured. Eight free state men were
wounded, Captain Henry Shombre mortally. The
fort was then burned to the ground.
Ft. Titus was a proslavery stronghold in Douglas
County about two miles south of Lecompton on the
east bank of Coon Creek. Colonel Henry Titus
built a fortified log house as a rendezvous
point and place of defense for proslavery men
fighting their Free State neighbors.
Not told in this short account is the fact that,
upon the surrender, the free State men were set
to string up pro-slavery man Col. Titus,
however, at the last minute, he gave the Mason
sign to the Sheriff and was thus saved from a
Our part in the Battle of Ft. Titus began both
days with the southern men lounging around our
little camp, with the free staters set to
assault it. The latter also brought up heavy
ordinance -- in the form of a small cannon --
and greater numbers of men. And so, after a few
volleys of small arms fire, we were forced into
the log cabin-like “Ft.” Titus, a nice enough
structure, if a little small, but clearly no
match for iron balls which were soon poured
fired our way. The event proved a good chance to
break out the pistols, and I put two into play.
Upon the signal fourth firing of their cannon,
we showed the white flag, threw down our guns
and were ignominiously rounded up for
incarceration. Following the battle both days we
answered questions and stood for photos for an
appreciative, if small, group of locals and
other history buffs.
Permit me to also note that we ran into 9th man
Mark Gianelloni and his brood after the Sunday
Of course, at the tail end of the Sunday battle,
and as we were being led off, the captured
Southerners, then broke the scenario and began
to run. i guess we’ve got too much of the 9th in
Here are some comments on the event and the
history of the site by Tim Rues, Site
Captain: It would be my pleasure [to offer a
1) Everyone I talked to thought the event went
very well, both days. Paul Bahnmier, president
of the Lecompton Historical Society and sponsor
of the battle reenactment, was very impressed
with the quality of the reenactors. He (and I)
really felt the battle was just the right
length, and was exciting enough to kept the
interest of the spectators. Paul really liked
the Q&A between the reenactors and the audience
members after the battle. They were able to
have their questions answered by a very
knowledgeable group of living historians. In
our opinion things could not have gone much
better. We look forward to the next one in
three years, or if things change, sooner.
2) In the fall of 1857, a proslavery
constitutional convention met in the territorial
capital of Kansas Territory, Lecompton, and
wrote a constitution that would have made Kansas
the sixteenth slave state. Pro slavery
delegates to the Lecompton Constitutional
Convention met inside Sheriff Samuel Jones' hall
now known today as Constitution Hall in
September 1857 and again in October through
November 1857 and drafted the famous Lecompton
Constitution. It was voted on three separate
times and finally rejected in a landslide
election by antislavery Kansas voters in August
1858 after intense national and congressional
debate, thus ending the South's last ditch
attempt to bring in Kansas as a slave state.
Realizing Kansas was lost, many pro slavery
supporters left the territory after this vote.
This document was mentioned 55 times as one of
the prime topics of the Lincoln-Douglas Debates
and catapulted Lincoln onto the national
political stage and eventually into the White
House. The defeat of the Lecompton Constitution
and the loss of Kansas to slavery were two
important causes of the coming Civil War.
Kansas was admitted under the Free State
Wyandotte Constitution on January 29, 1861 and
victorious Free Staters chose Topeka over
Lecompton as the new state capital.
3) The Territorial Capitol/Lane Museum: is
operated by the Lecompton Historical Society as
a museum with three-floors of exhibits and is
listed on the Kansas Register of Historic
places. This building was started with an
appropriation of $50,000 from the United States
Congress to be the state capitol of Kansas. It
was completed only to the bottom of the first
floor windows when the United States House of
Representatives defeated the Lecompton
Constitution by only eight votes and all work
was suspended on the capitol. It sat as a ruins
until 1882 when Lane University was completed on
its unfinished ruins. The university operated in
this building until 1902. President
Eisenhower's parents met here as students of
Lane University and were married there in
Constitution Hall: was built in 1856 and still
has the original native cottonwood floors and
framing and black walnut siding. It is probably
the oldest known wood frame building left in
Kansas. It was built as a temporary office
building to house the first federal land office
in the territory and as a capitol building for
the territorial Kansas government. In 1974
Constitution Hall was designated a National
Historic Landmark by the US Department of the
Interior and became a Kansas State Historic Site
in 1986. It was opened as a museum in 1995 and
is operated by the Kansas State Historical
There you go. Let me know if you need more or
have any questions. Thanks to you and the 9th
for making "The Battle of Ft. Titus" reenactment
a huge success!
9th Texas Reg’t of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
9th Texas survives rain, hot tactical,
meets old friends, at Kingston MO.
Kingston MO June 5-7, 2009 - After Action
Believe it, the 9th wrapped the first half of the 2009
MAX Battalion campaign with a generally very good event
at Kingston MO, a one-light town about 45 minutes
further northeast of Liberty MO, an easy drive for most
of the 9th. The town and the State of Missouri really
put on the dog for this one with a great website,
advertising, and signs to the event, one placed fully
seven miles from the site.
Unlike Jeff City, getting in here was no contest, as we
had an easy trip, plenty of directions, easy access, and
plenty of sunlight to set up (and dry weather!). Mr.
Downey was already there and did the Friday battle
through the cornfield. Mr. Staab graciously provided the
transport for Mr. Shemwell and the undersigned, quite
comfortable, thank you.
Permit me to note that our camp and much of the rest of
the site was in tall grass, a perfect hiding ground for
the reenactor’s bete noire: ticks and chiggers. So we
sprayed liberally with Off. Something worked, perhaps
the organizers sprayed the field, as I made it home with
only a couple of chigger bites, I think, and a couple of
imbedded ticks. One fellow rode all the way to Overland
Park on or near my leg when he audaciously tried a crawl
up to more sensitive regions, but the fellow was found
out and flung out a window to a hopefully horrible
As noted, our own Mr. Downey participated in the Friday
fight in the cornfield, which went per plan. Others of
us could not make this unusual Friday midday battle.
Were it a national event, perhaps, but I am doubtful of
the wisdom of this kind of scheduling at an event the
size of Kingston.
Present for the 9th were acting 1st Sgt. Downey, acting
1st Cpl. Shemwell, and Pvt’s Staab, Leahy, Gianalonie,
John Poitevine (borrowed from the 116th NY). Mr.
Gianalonie’s son VG also filled in as orderly. Mr.
Gianalonie is a 9th man from back in the day and we hope
that he will be able to join us on the field more in
coming campaigns. His son VJ, turned 13 on Sunday and
hopefully enjoyed the weekend. Donald LNU, also from the
165th New York, fell in with us on Sunday, and both
fought well. We were also quite glad to see Mr. Leahy
back in the gray wool after some absence. Tom, we have
Mr. Poitevine of the 116th NY fought with us all
weekend, as noted, endured the weather, the heat, and
the federals, and appears a veteran in all respects,
although having fought only twice, was it? A Paxico KS
man, how did we miss recruiting you?
I note that there was a competing Abraham Lincoln in
attendance, however, we did not get a picture of the two
Lincolns -- including our own Mr. Leahy -- side by side.
Present for the battalion were the 2nd, the 3rd
(massive, from recent recruiting efforts;
congratulations, Capt. Girdner and Lt. Shuster), the
4th, and the 16th, and also Elliott’s Scouts. Who have I
There were also some guys from the a Mississippi unit, a
friendly lot, very competent and presenting a good
impression. They fell in with our mess on Sunday
For the federals were Col. Croufitt’s Muddy River
Battalion, I am guessing, as he was there, and perhaps
the 1st NE boys who were at Jeff City, but I am unsure
of the rest.
Del Warren was the one sutler of note and familiar to us
although other lessers were also present. Perhaps more
interesting to a hungry reenactor was the row of food
merchants which included the usual hamburgers, funnel
cake and sweet popped corn, but also two BBQ venders and
a fried pie vender, of both of which I partook.
No pranks were played this weekend by the 9th. But, no
worries, we are merely resting for future efforts.
Raw rations were issued on Friday night by the event
organizers -- bacon, potatoes, onions, biscuit mix, and
eggs -- more than we could eat, and we in fact took some
home. I might note that we were constantly replenished
with ice. Ask and you will be provided. Indeed, the
event staff was quite helpful, as they constantly
motored through camp on little golf carts, asking if we
needed anything and attending to our requests.
Our only real complaint -- reenactor parking was
permitted (?) right next to the camps, and I mean right
next to our camps. Tough to catch a “moment” here --
faithful reader, you know what I mean -- unless you are
in the woods. In addition, there was a wholly
insufficient supply of firewood and it was only the
close proximity of a tree line which provided sufficient
deadfall to supply our needs.
The Battalion fielded some 75 + infantry; the Yanks were
maybe 40. We had the edge in artillery as well, some 4
to 6 pieces to their 3 to 5. There was much federal
calvary and they were quite annoying during the Saturday
Friday night --
There was an artillery demonstration promptly at dusk
and the 9th had a front row seat, the matter happening
directly behind our camp.
We made our fire and invited all the guys to join in and
share stories and jokes. Later, Capt. Girdner came by
our fire, and at my suggestion reprised his nautical
discourse for the lads, most incredulous at first, but
as the good captain continued, that gave way to great
laughter. We passed around a bottle of Rebel Yell, the
drinker then required to give either that Yell, or a
Rebel Chicken of Defiance “b’gok.” Various brews were
Some at the camp of the 3rd were later reported to have
hit the popskull very hard, perhaps too hard, as one
report had a hapless private pitching forward from his
seat, taking a header into the grass. Too bad Homie does
not travel outside the regiment as this qualifies as a
Saturday morning --
Nothing out of the ordinary, some battalion drill.
Saturday battle --
The first Saturday afternoon battle -- billed as the
“Thrailkill-Taylor Raid on Kingston” -- was more
organized than the Shoal Creek Raid on Liberty Arsenal,
and bigger, but about as unsatisfying. We were ferried
into the town, about 1/2 mile distant, and made to hide
behind some buildings until our part came. We were
essentially the bushwhackers dismounted, who would roust
the civilians, steal the goods, and generally vandalize
the town, which we did a good job of. It did play to an
appreciative crowd. Snuffing some of the fun, however,
we were told not to fire weapons as such might startle
the several horses present. When the federals were heard
to approach, we beat a hasty exit.
For the after-math of the raid, Col. Amend was under the
impression that the feds, who had pushed us out of town,
would then fight us on the way back to our camp. No such
fight materialized, and even thereafter when we formed
up, in a column of companies, and ready to do a “rolling
thunder,” i.e. breaking ranks to the rear, no fight
could be picked.
We had a “fashion show” later on Saturday afternoon,
Col. Amend’s idea, won by Richard of the 1st MO, in an
obviously rigged contest. Our own Randy Downey, with a
substantial bushwhacker resume and acting chops, was
denied the $10 gold offered for the best impression. In
an honest attempt to even the unfair odds against us, we
Texans voted for Randy, then went to the end of the
voting line to vote again -- a move respected and
understood, I thought, and no doubt invented by
Missourians -- but our own Col. Amend, always the fair
one, saw and denied our ploy. With respect to the
electorate, Richard was loaded up with 13 pistols, was
it?, and 2 shotguns, way more firepower than a
respectable bushwhacker could hope to carry. Great beard
and hat, tho. Congrat’s, Richard.
The other Saturday battle was in our little field not
far from our camp. The 9th was able to maintain its
integrity as a single unit as part of the fight. Not
much to write home about. The 9th formed a single line
and began to engage the enemy, and the federal calvary
harassed our rear. We took a couple of casualties,
including Mr. Leahy’s usual fine hit (sometimes you
really wonder if he actually got hurt). Then the 9th did
its famous canister hit where we all went down en masse.
Obviously, I didn’t see much of the battle after that
although later, I heard one complaint of a cavalry-”man”
riding the field with no effort to look like a soldier.
Temperatures were very tolerable, quite warm but not so
humid so not much sweating. Careful, Sunday yet to come!
Saturday night --
Saturday night dinner was provided and turned out to be
very good despite the approx. 25 minute wait -- buffalo
burgers, baked beans, apple sauce, pkg. of chips, and
cake, with your choice of tea or lemonade. Not as good
as pork steaks, but quite good. Apparently the
organizers had slaughtered two buffalo for the meal. Mr.
Lahey and I went back for seconds, twice.
At the Saturday night meal and again later at the dance,
was an eager young, and I mean young, Yank private who
plays the drums during the battle and the bones for
entertainment. Quite a sight and he can really play. I
anticipate he will be quite a ladies man when he grows
I might also note that some of the musical talent this
weekend was provided by the “Captured Quartet,”
including during the Saturday dinner and later at the
Saturday night dance. I was absent-mindedly enjoying
their performance during Saturday night’s meal when
their engaging female lead began a song about a young
girl named Jennie Jenkins and her troubles with what to
wear and the colors thereof. Although the lyrics were
simple and punctuated by a nonsense refrain, the
performance was delivered with such good-natured
enthusiasm, that I was captivated. The final verse in
which she tried to rhyme “orange” with some word
indicating what she would wear proved too much until she
stopped the song, literally, and then began again,
singing something along the lines of rhyming “wear” with
“bare,” and I was left imagining that. Ooops!
Mr. Visser was in full sartorial mode later in the
evening and and was rewarded for the effort by
accompanying to the dance, from my standpoint, a
stunning blonde in red dress. Some of us made the trip
into town and watched part of the dance. Hope we got
some good photos.
A later campfire was largely uneventful, and I turned in
Sunday morning --
Mother Nature continued her rainy 2009 Spring/Summer
rampage with quite an outburst on Saturday night very
late and into the morning on Sunday off and on. All
survived generally dry, and few activities were actually
Homie tried on a prosthesis on Sunday morning, but I
don’t think we will see those pictures.
Many of us attended Capt. Keith’s usual Sunday morning
church service, including the undersigned, and we were
treated to four opening preliminary songs by some local
After a quick lunch, we had a brief game of rounders.
Not much by way of teams, but Mr. Staab is itching to
get this going with some regular teams from the
Battalion and perhaps the Brigade.
Sunday battle --
In a new twist, the organizers planned to stage, and
legitimately and fairly judge a tactical on Sunday
afternoon. The Battalion won, I am told after the fact,
by a score of 60 to 40. Col. Amend may supplement this
report with an addendum.
After we formed up, the 9th continuing to maintain its
unit integrity, we were initially slowed by a 1/2 mile
or so wrong turn down a painful gravel road. And things
began to heat up. Then we got back on track, sent out
flankers and eventually found the yanks who gave fight,
including waiting on us just over the crest of a grassy
hill. We had a brief fire fight, then pushed them off
and chased them into a cornfield. There we reached our
first goal, apparently an ammunition dump which the
federals failed to “blow up” before we got there. One
hapless federal unit which had apparently been whipsawed
during the tactical, including by the the 9th, even with
its small numbers, just gave up, holding their guns over
We then turned to our next goal, a bridge somewhere in
the woods. This is where things really turned hot, in
temperature this time. Some fell out due to the heat. We
marched down into the woods seeing no Yanks but being
ready for anything. We marched down a long hill, and
then heard that our goal was ahead but some Yanks were
apparently about. Col. Amend said that there was nothing
for it but to get it done. So we got to the bottom of
the hill then turned back to the left and there were
several Yank cavalrymen guarding our last goal. We had a
brief, very close firefight, then drove them off and
took our last goal, the bridge, or the symbol thereof.
That was it. Quite fun.
Overall, this was a good event especially considering
its close proximity to most in the 9th, and no one got
hurt and we fought hard, we had some new activities
(bushwhacker contest, tactical), the weather generally
cooperated, and we were well fed.
Permit me to note that Col. Amend made the Battalion
aware that there is a potential opening on staff for a
major position, and that whoever is interested should
make him aware. Apparently, there are eight (8)
submitted candidates for the role, including our own
multi-talented Chris Visser who, again at this event,
capably filled in as major.
9th Texas Reg’t of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
P.S. We wish Sam Looney and Mike (“Mississippi”) well in
their situations and hope to see them down the road.
The Ninth and the Battalion assault center of
Federal line at Jeff!
AFTER ACTION REPORT JEFFERSON CITY
145th Anniversary of “the Capture” of
Jeff City, MO, May 15-17, 2009
The 9th has tucked another enjoyable Jeff City
reenactment under its belt, this time with
memories of spirited hand-to-hand assaults on
the center of the union line, a 2 am “raid” on
the federal camp, and luscious pork steaks at
Saturday dinner to tide it over until the next
event. You guys who weren’t there are missing
Now, keep in mind that Mother Nature was in full
force, at least on Friday night, continuing her
morning downpour from St. Joe, and greatly
complicating the arrival of soldiers for the
event. I might note that this was billed as “the
Capture of Jeff City.” I was a little unclear
whether the capture in fact related to the the
actual capture in 1861 by the federals or the
non-capture by Price in 1864 who threatened the
town but apparently chose not to attack.
Present for Duty for the 9th were 1st Sgt. Brian
Shively, 2nd Cpl. Bob Albert, Pvt’s Shemwell,
Anspach, Staab, J. Gibbens, Fasula, and your
faithful correspondent as captain/private. Our
own veteran and raconteur Mr. Visser was a major
for the weekend.
I took a “van team” of six 9th men out of
Topeka, leaving Friday at about 6:30 pm, in the
downpour. Our departure was delayed for about an
hour by a wreck on highway 75 north of Topeka
encountered by Mr. Visser on his way down from
Lincoln NE. We picked up Mr. Anspach in Lawrence
and Mr. Shemwell in Overland Park, and also
checked the weather report there. It rained on
us literally the whole way. Mother Nature teased
at times, seemingly letting up, only to open up
again. All told, the trip was about five hours
to the site. Forgoing highway 70, we took
highway 50 most of the way.
Friday night -- in getting in and setting up lay
the major trial, as it turned out, of the
The drive down was largely uneventful except for
the rain and except for Mr. Shemwell falling out
of the van on his butt -- ouch! Not enough,
however, to win the homie, of which more later.
Except for those who arrived on-site early, the
rains overflowed the banks of a creek in Binder
Park, the site for the event, rendering the
grounds impassable. Thus, our eager van team was
left to spend Friday night in a park shelter.
Not too bad considering and we made it our home
for the night, having a little brew and goobers,
and telling stories. After a bit, some of the
boys from the 4th Arkansas joined us. Most of us
spent the night, quite comfortably and dry,
thank you, atop the picnic tables. Morning
traffic and the sun awakened us, and we made our
way into camp, now bristling with activity.
We were almost immediately confronted by a
well-meaning provost from Collins Battery who
was adamant that our van could go no further.
So, we parked and took one trip in on foot with
as much as we could carry, and that was about a
1/2 mile trip, and us, or some of us, with much
more to carry. Some of those present, however,
told us of the back way in which we gratefully
took, and that got us to a point about 100 yards
distant from our camp. And there our van sat the
whole weekend, facing downhill, with one tire on
gravel and the other three on slippery grass. I
began to worry.
The second trial of the weekend was the hill
which we had to negotiate all weekend. Although
it was great being in camp on top of the hill,
the reality was that, to get anywhere, the
sutlers, the battlefield, the federal camp, you
had to go down the hill, and that meant only one
thing -- what goes down, must come back up
again, and so it went. Some huffing and puffing,
and bones creaking, was heard.
Permit me to note that present for staff were
Col. Brad Amend, Major/Adj. Sam Looney, Sgt.
Major Gary Sutton, and as noted, Mr. Chris
Visser as Major. Mississippi, we are missing you
Present in the Battalions were Capt. Dave Burnos’
1st MO; Capt. Bob Allison’s 2nd MO; Capt. MIke
Girdner’s 3rd MO; Captain Daniel Keith's 4th MO;
Captain Bob Wayne’s 5th MO; Captain Dime
Hollingsworth’s 9th MOSS; Captain Todd Connor’s
16th MO. Also, Elliott’s Scouts were present in
force. I never saw Captain Broski of the 10th
MO, but understand he and his boys were present,
many doing, however, an artillery impression.
Mr. Jepsen of the 10th took the colors for the
The overall federal commander was Terry
Cadenbach, who, one said, bore a striking
resemblance to our John Beck. I believe that the
Muddy River Battalion under Col. James Crofutt
was present as were other federal units, as
follows: 4th MO Cavalry; 8th KS Cavalry; 1st MO
Light Artillery; 3rd KS Light Artillery; 77th PA
Infantry; 17th MO Infantry; 8th MO Infantry;
7/30th MO Infantry.
Del Warren was the main familiar sutler present
although there were others present, including a
broom maker, and several food venders.
The 52nd Regimental String Band was there and
set up and played through the weekend.
Porta-potties were close and kept clean.
Firewood and water were never an issue.
Saturday morning was uneventful, and dry. Mr.
Jason Gibbens showed up and did the Saturday and
Sunday battles with us.
We spent no little time after some morning drill
rehearsing the hand-to-hand, falling in with our
brothers in the 4th Mo, and its estimable
Captain Keith. We wanted it to look good but
safety was paramount. The yank infantry who
would participate were a little slow in
arriving, but they were a game lot, from the
1st Nebraska, and we may have a chance to play
with them again in the future.
The plan, which we essentially repeated for
Sunday’s battle, was to make three assaults on
the federal line, but withdraw each time, the
only exception being the combined 9th TX/4th MO
would then, instead of falling back upon the
failed third assault, charge and breach, if
momentarily, the center of the union line. Our
“copse of trees” was marked by the center
federal cannon with abatis on both sides.
Saturday battle --
We had massed artillery to soften the federal
line, some 7 or 8 cannon to the federals 2 or 3.
The crowd, or at least much of it, was favorably
situated directly behind the federal line,
which, faithful reader, you will understand
explains many of the excellent photos which are
going to surface, including here at
ninthtexas.com, of the hand-to-hand.
During the battle, some of the mounted redlegs
were roaming the field, and at one point, rode
by and shot our wounded. Oh, if we could only
have caught them alone (the redlegs were in fact
galvanized reb cavalry, I heard). On Sunday, one
of them went down with his horse for awhile and
shot from behind its cover. Neat trick!
The appointed signal for us to go in was to be
the federal commander pulling off and waving his
hat. Col. Amend said after the battle that he
hadn’t waited for that, and when our guys did go
in, the federal commander was furiously trying
to wave us off. But it all went well.
Ultimately, the hand-to-hand went without a
hitch and no one got hurt. The battle overall
was 45 minutes long, but ended as “resurrect”
was called a little too early. But overall,
Saturday night --
The Saturday evening meal was prepared and
except for the relatively minor affront that we
were to be fed after the federals, it was very
good: massive pork steaks, BBQ sauce, baked
beans, potato salad, and bread. Only thing
missing was something to drink and something
sweet. Hard to complain about those pork steaks
‘tho (dreams are made of stuff like this!).
Later, at about 7 pm, some of the Battalion rebs
went over to the federal camp to pick a fight
and to their credit, the yanks responded. None
of the 9th participated.
I might note that there were too many cars in
camp, however, in their defense, the organizers
may have instructed those folks to keep their
cars in camp, once there to unload, to avoid
more cars being stuck in getting out. At one
point, i saw a local farmer using his tractor to
pull out one civilian whose car was stuck up to
its axles in the mud.
It was quite warm on Saturday but it cooled down
considerably Saturday night and in fact got a
bit cold, although it didn’t freeze, say low
40’s. Oh warm weather, where are you this year?
1st Sgt. Shively appeared Saturday afternoon,
after some car trouble in a first rate new jean
wool uniform. Glad to see him.
We had a fairly spirited campfire and some
libations were passed and some tales and jokes
told per usual. We may have started a 9th
tradition, something along the lines of having a
chicken head sitting atop a suitable elixir
bottle, Rebel Yell, for example, concerning
which the drinker must take a gulp, and then
either give that yell, or a rebel chicken of
defiance “b’gok.” Unfortunately, there was no
nautically-themed discourse in the offing from
Capt. Girdner, he having to rest his vocal cords
from the day’s activities.
There was a nighttime artillery demonstration on
Saturday night culminating in some fireworks, I
assume blasted out of the cannon barrels.
Later, at 2 am, many of the men helped me
reprise the confederates’ “raid” on the federal
camp at the Wilderness in 1996 when the 9th went
as the 7th Wisconsin which was part of the Iron
Brigade. Upon our awakening at that long ago
event on Sunday morning, we discovered that the
rebs had snuck into our camp sometime in the
night and planted dozens of little confederate
“stick” flags all over our camp. Neat trick. I
bought the flags this time, and made
arrangements for us all to awaken at 2 am and
return the favor, 13 years and a thousand miles
The raid could not have gone better. Although
the grass was very wet with dew, which dampened
our pants and brogans clear into morning, we
made our way down our hill, across the creek,
and up the other side, and left two signal
lanterns so we could find our way back across
the cut in the woods. It was about 1/4 mile to
the federal camp, and we thought that our
sloshing along in the mud and puddles might give
us away, but our luck held. We split up and
began to plant our flags, encountering several
federals who were up, and must have seen us, but
they raised no alarm. We completed our job, and
went back to camp, and then to bed, much
satisfied with our effort.
After Sgt. Major had awakened us, and our
robotic chicken was unceremoniously thrown into
my tent (thanks, Gary), we heard the long roll,
as the federals were audacious enough to cross
the creek around 7 am to attempt an assault on
our camp. They looked around 30, but I never got
close enough to really see as they hugged the
tree line. In any event, even without pickets,
the Battalion was immediately up and into a line
and we had a brief firefight until the federals
sent out a flag of truce. One of our number went
out and received back two of our stick flags in
recognition of our raid the night before. Good
sports, those Yanks (I wonder if they will try
to repeat the favor sometime? Nah.)
We ate breakfast, had morning parade. Captain
Keith and our brothers in the 4th kindly
consented to permit your faithful correspondent
to command on Sunday. I took the combined
companies out for some drill including some
points that Col. Amend wanted us to work on,
including “fix bayonets” and “stack arms.” All
went well. 1st Sgt. Shively and Cpl. Albert
followed up on some finer points of drill with
some of the new men back in camp.
Captain Keith held his usual church service.
Prior to the battle, and tempting the gods of
war, Col. Amend, 1st Sgt. Shively, and your
humble correspondent sat down for a bit of cards
prior to the battle. No feigned ciphering here;
we were at serious work, five stud, draw, and
seven stud, which the presence of two pistols,
and one Arkansas toothpick on the table
attested. By a provident cut of the cards, the
undersigned took away most of the cash. Col
Amend has sent his challenge for a repeat to win
his money back.
Sunday Battle --
Prior to the Battle, we did our usual “hurry up
and wait,” and stacked and set up our color
line. Mr. Jepsen was there guarding the line and
not much got by him. In a scripted move, one
young 4th MO man crossed the line and paid for
it, the Sgt. Major coming over and berating him
and making him carry his rifle over his head and
run around the battalion three times. At another
point, a 4th Arkansas man was just near the line
when one of his pranking pards “accidentally”
knocked him across the line. He would have been
in more trouble but just then, we had to form
up. (I absolutely deny offering him a greenback
if he would cross the line to tempt Mr. Jepsen.)
Temperatures had considerably warmed at this
point, getting into the 70’s.
Again, as on Saturday, Col. Amend ably commanded
our little army through three assaults on the
federal line, all ultimately unsuccessful. I
might note that Col. Amend broke the scenario a
little, in the second charge, he had us go much
nearer the federal line to scare them, before
We were to reprise the Saturday hand-to-hand
which was, relatively speaking, quite closely
scripted. We did not rehearse again on Sunday,
and indeed, assumed that our “opposite numbers”
would still be there. In any event, at the last
minute during the battle, we reconfigured the
positions in line of the 4th/9th to put
hopefully the same boys in the same position as
closely as we could prior to the final charge.
We had a real scare at the tail end of the
battle when it was called due to an injury
suffered by a Yank artilleryman. Thankfully, it
was not due to the hand-to-hand. Apparently, as
we advanced, he “took a hit” -- as you, faithful
reader, will know is a necessary part of
reenacting -- falling over forwards or
backwards, and striking his head on some metal
part of his gun, knocking him cold. It must have
looked great, but that is above and beyond the
call. He was revived and is apparently ok.
Getting out and Epilogue --
We had a good time and a good turnout for the
Battalion, some 100+, and received generally
high marks from Col. Amend, who sent out a
comprehensive report following the event, which
I have reproduced in part below.
Mr. Anspach handled our massive van quite well,
getting it down to our camp the rest of the way
to load, and then back up the hill to the main
gravel road, and out.
On the way home, the six in my van team took a
vote on awarding Homie (sorry, Bob and Brian S.,
that we did not take the vote before shoving
off), and for Jeff. City, there were co-winners.
Mr. Fasula won for his comment on Saturday
night, after he had repaired to the van to
sleep, when he stated to Mr. Visser, who was in
the process of getting in, “Brian, what happened
to your beard” (Tom thinking Chris was me). The
other winner was Mr. Visser who related his
series of mishaps with period timepieces,
culminating, unfortunately, with his leaving his
vest with watch at Mr. Shemwell’s house in OP
where we had stopped on the way in to pick up
Mr. Shemwell and take a short break. Mr. Downey
you are relieved of further care of Homie until
We missed our usual Cracker Barrel on the trip
home, but settled for a very good Ryan’s all you
can eat. We were greatly pleased by the scenery
while we ate.
Some pretty impressive photos of the
hand-to-hand have materialized, and one of the
photographers with the big lens made contact
with me and has some 500 photos which she will
put on a cd for $20. Well worth the money, I
think. She will be at Kingston.
Col. Amend’s assessment of the Battalion and
To Battalion Company Commanders and Battalion
At the risk of repeating myself too often and
watering down the praise I wish to extend to
you, I must once again say “Well Done”! I was
very pleased with our turnout for the weekend.
You and your men performed up to and beyond
expectations of the event sponsors and our
federal counter-parts. There were many libations
accepted on my part for the most excellent job
the 1st Missouri Battalion put forth for this
event. It never ceases to amaze me how the
federals marvel at what we do and how we do
things. There were several times during both
battles that we actually put the fear of God
into them pretty well. Many comments were
received on how they were ready to run so they
could get away from us. The hand-to-hand was
also well done. The 4th Missouri and 9th Texas
have helped start what I hope will be more
possibilities of hand-to-hand scenarios in the
future. And not least, we gave Colonel Croffit
and his boys a good look at what an event can be
if they will show up in numbers, and play with
us more. We will have an excellent opportunity
to do this come October. The sponsors were more
than pleased, and received much positive
feedback from the spectators, and are already
planning the next event for this site. It was my
most distinct honor and privilege to lead you
and serve with you this past weekend.
In closing, I am always impressed with the
steadfastness of the men of the 1st Missouri
Battalion. There truly is “No Better.”
Some thoughts by Mr. Shemwell:
Life is a journey and one must always strive to
learn from every experience. This is what I
learned this past weekend...
Falling out of a van in a driving rain can be
You can sleep in a park and not get molested by
You can take 243 photos but only 220 will be
As you age, every hill gets steeper with every
You can have fun at a "Ryans" if you can't find
Your obedient servant,
9th Texas Reg’t of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
St. Joe April 17-19, 2009 - After Action Report
On the back of Shoal Creek, the 9th again had the chance to test the fortunes of
war at the St. Joe Missouri event. Haven’t ever been to a reenactment this close...
CREEK AFTER ACTION REPORT
|Shoal Creek, the first MAX Battalion event
for the 2009 campaign was attended in good, if not excellent
numbers by the Battalion generally and the 9th specifically.
We had some good times on Saturday, including a little
mischief, and the weather cooperated, but Sunday our
activities collapsed due to circumstances beyond our
control, and the event was called prior to the Sunday
battle. Lots to tell, even so, faithful reader, so read on
Friday night --
Shoal Creek,aka Hodge Park, is a municipally-owned park with
a period village, gently rolling hills, and plenty of wooded
areas for cover. It sits northeast of Kansas City off hwy.
152, just two miles west of Liberty, home of James Country.
It was about an hour and 1/2 drive out of Topeka, even with
the I-35 exit blocked for your eager correspondent. We had
the run of the place and made the most of it. The 9th was
last here in 2005, albeit camped in a different spot (a
photo of our lads in the heat of battle is posted on the
Kudos to Captain Dave Burnos of the 1st MO for hosting the
event. Dave made a special effort to ensure that everyone
was happy with how the event was going. Dave and his
assistants even offered to open up the various structures
present at the park had the weather on Saturday taken a
nasty turn; fortunately, it did not, but it was a near deal.
Sutlers were far from plentiful, only three that I saw: Del
Warren, the Gentleman’s Emporium, and a third, whose name i
did not catch. But they were quite close. Port-a-johns were
kept within 30 yards of our camp (and there was clean, warm
porcelin in the period town, I am told), there was a water
spigot nearby, and cut wood was plentiful (even more than
the 9th could have burned at its most incendiary). No food
venders that I saw. But a Friday and Saturday night meal was
provided -- more on food later. Parking was close at hand,
but out of sight. Some men kept or brought their rides
closer and that stopped a CW moment or two.
The following 9th stalwarts were present for duty: 1st Sgt.
Brian Shively, 1st Cpl. Randy Downey, 2nd Cpl. Bob Albert,
Pvt’s Herb Shemwell, Brad Anspach, Chris Visser, Jason
Gibbens, and Aaron Staab, and the undersigned as Captain.
Present for staff were Col. Amend, Major Looney, Color Sgt.
Bell (quite natty, see the picture posted), Color Guard Dave
Jepsen, and Musician Travis Franklin. Staff was quartered in
one of the permanent period buildings, a secure,
warm-looking if dusty little cabin. Staff life sure looks
hard. Where are you Mississippi and Gary?
The Battalion was represented otherwise by Dave Burnos’ 1st
MO; Bob Allison’s 2nd MO (congratulations to Bob for being
newly minted as captain); Mike Girdner’s 3rd MO; Daniel
Kieth’s 4th MO; Dime Hollingsworth 9th MOSS (good job this
weekend, Dime); Joe Broski’s 10th MO; and Todd Connor’s 16th
MO. And Elliott’s Scouts. Who did I miss?
Battalion strength I estimate at 60 or 70. With a couple of
pieces of artillery. No cavalry.
Present for the federals under Col. James Crofutt of the
Muddy River Battalion were the Consolidated Company (7th and
30th Missouri (a.k.a. the Missouri Irish Brigade); 25th
Missouri (Co. A); 23rd Illinois; and 3rd Iowa, all of the
Muddy River Battalion.
In addition, a few other detachments from other
organizations also joined the MRB, as follows: the 8th
Kansas (Frontier Brigade); the Holmes Brigade; the “Tater
Mess”; McLains Colorado Battery, and the 3rd Kansas (Battery
B) (thanks Colonel, I hope I got all those straight). The
Yanks geared for larger numbers, but ended up with only 35
The 9th set up its camp in a scattered fashion, in line with
Major Looney’s pre-event suggestion. MSG, after all. Some of
our over-achieving Missouri brethren set up camp in more
traditional company streets.
Friday night, we had a nice campfire with some liquid
refreshment, and after a bit, entertained Captain Girdner
and Lt. Schuster who happened by. We caught up, told some
stories and jokes, and had a good time.
Temps at night were in the 40’s good sleeping weather, but
more on the weather later. My night passed fairly well until
I was awakened sometime in the early morning with a shiver.
Saturday and the battle --
We had decent foot traffic from the general public through
our camps, and I was able to corner a few groups for my
usual prattle on the life of the soldier and the business of
reenacting, and I handed out a few fliers. Some of the folks
were amazed that we had camped out at night.
We had morning drill, then broke for the advertised raid on
the Liberty Arsenal. The scenario was for us to straggle
into the town as a mob, seize the weapons in the arsenal,
then march back. This came off as planned but was a bit of a
non-event. Then we drilled some more. One thing we still
need to work on is to keep proper wheeling distance to
permit us to wheel into line without having to constantly
shift to the right.
After we broke for lunch, the Colonel warned us that we
could go into town unarmed but we had to expect some
rousting by the armed federals that were there. I got one
report of such an incident. All in good fun.
The Saturday battle was at 2 pm. Daniel Keith’s 4th MO boys
had been tasked to galvanize with the Yanks, and for a
change of pace, I volunteered the 9th as well, and the lads
went without much complaint. So we went over, and were under
the command of a very capable and brave Col. Crofutt.
The 4th and 9th were initially held in reserve as the rest
of our new brothers formed a line generally along the
sluiceway from and to the mill. The usual artillery rounds
signaled the beginning of the contest, and the rebs came on
(my faithful and dyed-in-the-wool reb reader, you must
galvanize now and again just to get a sight of all those
Johnnies coming your way).
We had Elliott’s in front of us, as we were generally on the
extreme right of the federal line, with our artillery to our
right. We had considerable advantage given the cover of the
sluiceway, and the rebs had to march over open ground. The
Battalion came on several times, and at one point got to
within 20 or so yards of us, but by God, our guys held,
despite taking better than 50% casualties. I thought they
would force us out had they pressed it, but 1st MO. Batt.,
you blinked! And they fell back, and so it ended with the
field in our front littered with dead and wounded sessesh.
Kudos to Messrs. Shively, Downey, and Visser who were killed
directly in front of me, and quite realistically stayed dead
throughout the battle -- no propping up on on an elbow to
watch the rest of the battle -- now, that’s the way it’s
supposed to be done!
I saw one of Elliott’s make the apparently obligatory
suicide charge, even after we littered the ground in our
front with Confederate dead, and even after we had won the
battle and sent skirmishers out in front. Will this nonsense
The boys in Blue that I observed firsthand acquitted
themselves well, and I was impressed by Col. Courfitt’s
intention to acclimate his troops to orders delivered by
bugle and we tried two of such calls during the Saturday
battle (commence firing and cease firing). Nice touch albeit
more for us old dogs to learn. Colonel Crofutt also gave
quite a rousing speech after the battle.
And then we galvanized rebs marched the short distance from
the mill back to our camp.
Back in camp, I later happened on another of what appear to
be the 3rd Missouri’s endless executions of hapless
soldiers. This one was chaired by Mr. (Clayton) Murphy, and
when I arrived, it appeared that the soon-to-be condemned
man had had his character witnesses, and the prosecution was
back on its case. I protested that I wanted motions and
discovery, some due process, and that no capital punishment
could be meted out without the consent of the colonel of the
post. All to no avail, as it was rightly pointed out that I
had no standing as a non-member of the 3rd, and that this
was not Confederate States service but rather militia (i.e
early MSG). The poor soldier was shot to death moments later
(I think they made two attempts to get it done), but dead
soldiers are good to no one.
None of the contests which Major Looney had suggested came
off Saturday afternoon. One of these was a rebel yell
contest, with a special prize for the over-21 winner, and a
firing competition, the fastest three shots from each of the
standing, knelling and prone positions. I thought we had
some winners in Mr. Visser and Mr. Albert.
Inexplicably, Sam’s offer of prizes for these contests
elicited virtually no response. As such, when the 9th was
staging in Blue for our surprise assault on the camp, of
which more momentarily, Sam came over to us with the prize
-- a bottle of Rebel Yell whiskey (personalized for the 1st
Mo. Battalion) -- and asked anyone willing to give it their
best try. Mr. Albert -- never one to miss a beat -- quickly
gave a yell, and Major looney immediately announced him the
winner. Of course, we all shared in the prize later that
Saturday afternoon, the estimable Mr. Visser determined to
take a nap, and his ultimate resting position was atop a
straw bale, lengthwise, his feet splayed out at one end and
his head balanced on an arm at the other. The 9th never
misses a prank and soon, Mr. Visser was adorned first with a
piece of firewood on his chest, then a placard labeling him
a drunkard, then our PG dancing chicken, then his feet were
tied, and all without a stir by him. Later, some photos were
taken for posterity. But we awakened him just in time for
the mischief. Oh, what I would give to be able to sleep like
Saturday mischief --
Kudos to Major Looney for hatching this scheme ahead of time
-- and swearing us to secrecy: two select units were to
secretly put on the Blue, then hit our own camp from
opposite sides. We hoped what we lacked in numbers we would
make up for by the surprise.
The 4th, still in federal blue from the afternoon’s fight,
told the casual observer, possibly wondering what they were
still doing in the Blue, that they were going out for more
drill. The 9th casually put the blue tunic back on, then
moseyed in small groups down to our staging ground, behind
Staff’s cabin. We were to go in when Major Looney, soon to
be also wearing the Blue, signaled for the “1st Kansas” to
Inexplicably, someone had started the rumor or continued the
rumor that there was to be an officer’s meeting at Staff’s
cabin at 5 pm, the appointed hour for our assault. So, all
the commissioned officers were present there, away from
their camps, and sans pistols. Unless they figured us out,
this was perfect! I told whoever looked interested that we
were down there in the Blue to take a picture. Seemed to be
accepted, but Lt. Schuster of the 3rd had a suspicious eye,
opining that he thought we were up to something.
Well, Daniel and his boys went in and we could hear the
firing, starting a little slow. I looked at Major Looney for
our signal, but nothing yet. More firing up in the camp, no
signal yet. Finally, I asked Sam if we could go in and he
could do no more than drop his head, perhaps fearing that no
group of eight men could make the charge we were on. So we
Unfortunately, the 9th’s ill-fated path on the assault was
straight into the camp of Elliott’s Scouts, who were readily
roused, hornet’s nest-like, and proved to field too much
firepower with their pistols against our riles.
I went down after firing all the lead I had and was treated
to a view of a very capable Elliott’s Scouts chasing the
rest of my command into the scrub. I was also treated to a
fair young maid, obviously associated with the Scouts, come
over, kneel down with her fiddle and play a tune (along the
lines of Bonnnie Blue, but I have forgotten now what it
was), all while the battle raged in front of her. Brave gal.
I was told that my boys had captured Col. Amend, and told
Elliott’s that they would shoot him unless they were allowed
to escape. Elliott’s uncharitably said to go ahead and shoot
Saturday night --
That night, we were provided a quite adequate and free meal
hosted by the sponsors, of all the pulled pork you could
eat, potato salad, baked beans, and sliced bread. Nothing
fancy but tasty. Mr. Shively and Mr. Downey chose to cook
their own on the theory that the wait in line would take
just as long. Mr. Shively in particular produced some tasty
fresh mushrooms cooked in bacon fat, and sausage on bread.
Saturday night there was a great deal of wonder among the
troops concerning what Mother Nature had in store for us.
Some recalled the weather reports we were getting of severe
rain, then snow, then more rain expected. Others commented
on the power of the thunder and lightening which we
witnessed. Still others pointed out the “sheets” of rain
visible in the distance. Nothing in fact materialized except
a little spitting, at least at our location.
Later, Mr. Gibbens (an old company C man) and I caught up,
traded stories about the 9th back in the day, and otherwise
discussed politics and current events. I was also able to
catch up on Mr. Jepsen’s activities, Mr. Jepsen of the 10th
and Battalion color guard. Some of the other lads caught
some of the period live music down in the town.
Most were in bed quite early for the 9th.
It really takes the booming voice of Sgt. Major Sutton, who
was absent, to get you going of a morning, and so we might
claim an excuse for moving slowly.
Sunday morning breakfast of sausage, salt pork and ‘shrooms,
bacon, and potatoes.
But there was the little matter of the 9th’s dilatoriness in
getting to morning parade. Well, in my defense, neither
myself nor any of my non-coms had received any announcement
of a morning parade. As the companies began to file into
line on the road just opposite our camp, where we were
lazily preparing breakfast, however, we began to sense
something. On the other hand, if I had been thinking
properly, I would have interrupted breakfast and told the
guys to leave it and fall in. As it was, Col. Amend
“invited” us into the parade and we did so. My bad.
The weather picture was more serious than on Saturday, the
wind kicking up quite a bit, and the temperature dropping
ten degrees or so, and considerably more rain was spit down
on us than before. Not enough to retreat to canvas, and I no
one in the 9th broke out a gum blanket or poncho.
Captain Keith conducted his period church service, followed,
of note, by the baptism of Color Sgt. Bell. The very cool
temperatures notwithstanding, Captain Keith opted for a full
immersion in the sluiceway of the mill, only a stone’s throw
from our camp. Sgt. Bell is a God-fearing man and a good
sport for taking the dunking in what must have been chilly
Our “mascot,” the screeching, rubber chicken ”Homie” --
awarded for the bonehead move or other strange comment of
the weekend -- found a new home at Shoal. Although there
were two other also-rans, Homie was awarded Sunday morning
to Cpl. Downey for splitting your writer’s canvas chair.
Saturday afternoon when he intended a sit to enjoy the fire,
Mr. Downey was treated instead to a humbling dump onto the
ground when the canvas seat finally gave way.
To his credit, Col. Amend made the initial decision to not
cancel the event for the Battalion as the morning
progressed, even as the weather appeared to get dicier (Mr.
Visser had already left due to snow back home in Nebraska),
although he did cancel the morning’s drill. Shortly
thereafter, at about 11:30 am, came the word, however, that
the event had been called given that the federals had bugged
out and no general public was anticipated. The 9th and the
Battalion did not quit the event until it was cancelled.
Permit me to compliment Mr. Anspach for concentrating on his
school of the soldier skills, and for cultivating a fine
impression with “the look” that we all strive for. Mr. Staab
also produced at the event, in addition to a first-rate new
hat, a beautiful, 9th-personalized rounders bat and brown,
sewn leather ball for a game later in the season, and I
understand that he and Mr. Shemwell are putting together a
book of rules (will have to see if those rules count for
much when we actually get into a game with our reb
brothers). Mr. Shemwell continued his usual good cheer,
humor, and erudition. And our non-coms and Mr. Visser
provided, as expected, the leadership, experience, and skill
that I expect of all officers and veterans. I might say that
the 9th campfire, although not as wild as PG 2008, was never
lacking in giggles and gags. Mr. Gibbens, we do not see you
Despite some lower numbers than anticipated, the 9th made
its presence known at the event and even gave a couple of
Rebel Chicken of Defiance squawks to boot.
All in all, Shoal Creek, despite a few bumps, was a
successful event. No one was hurt, all were well-fed, and
entertained, and we had a good fight on Saturday and a
surprise raid on our own camp after that.
Here is a comment by Col. Amend:
I was very pleased with the turnout from the battalion. And
everyone’s willingness to get out there and do drill was
great. Everyone is very concerned with getting the maneuvers
down pat. And additional thumbs up for all the new recruits
in the ranks, welcome all. The Ninth performed as well as
always. My thanks for all who volunteered to "go blue." And
finally, you all made my hair stand up when I started seeing
you come by in blue. I should have known better than hang
around. Next time I will just keep on running. LOL! I think
we have a good start for the season. I look forward to
seeing everyone on the parade ground at Jeff City.
You 9th soldiers out there who did not attend -- at least
without a good excuse -- shame on you for not attending an
event this close to home! This was a MAX event which has
been of record on the website since the posting of the
Huzzah Valley After Action report in Oct. 2008. MAX events
are those which every man is supposed to make every effort
to attend. Comes a time when you have to think, do I want to
do this, and make an effort to support the 9th, my own pards,
and the effort they put in to make an event memorable, or do
I just want to make my one or two events a year and call
On a much sadder note, I report the fact that Major Albert,
a 9th and Battalion stalwart, and staff Major as of 2006,
has announced a relocation and resignation of his staff
duties due to personal events beyond his control. I
respectfully suggest that every man in the 9th owes a debt
of gratitude to Brian for continuing and enhancing the 9th’s
hallmarks over the years of hard-fighting, authenticity, and
fun. From your humble correspondent’s point of view, Brian
was unequalled in his ability to not only ensure that we
always had fun, not just overall, but at any and most all
moments of a particular weekend, and also to recognize,
implement, and teach the more technical aspects of civil war
drill and the school of the soldier. Brian, you will be
missed, but we hope to see you some time on down the road.
As Captain of the 9th, i stand in awe of Brian’s
achievements for the 9th and the Battalion over the course
of his 20+ years in the hobby.
9th Texas Reg’t of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
Downey and the Ninth at Edna
Near Edna, Kansas on into Indian Territory
After Action Report
Early on a Saturday morning, a party consisting
of myself and Pvt. Keidel took off in the rain
to meet with Shawn Bell and four stalwarts from
the Eighth Kansas. Our objective was Hayrick
Mound Ranch, about six miles South of Edna,
Kansas and right across the state line into
We had been invited by Carrico’s Cavalry group
to participate in a small scale tactical. Our
job was to skulk in the brush and act as
bushwackers. This was certainly not a stretch
for the three of us from the Ninth. The
gentlemen from the Eighth Kansas did step up and
skulk with the best of us. Battleshirts,
civilian attire, shotguns, and pistols were the
order of the day. Hayrick Mound Ranch is
located on a gravel road and consists of 1600
acres of prairie, hills, woods, and creek in one
unbroken chunk. They also have a complete town
with saloon, a bunkhouse and numerous cabins.
These are completely lighted by kerosene lamps
or candles with no electricity. It was one of
the best period locations I’ve seen, especially
with the modern vehicles parked over the crest
of the hill and entirely out of sight. There
was plenty of room to play! Numbers were
relatively small, with approximately 10
cavalrymen on each side. The goundpounders
consisted of 13 confederate bushwackers and
about 20 Union Infantry. There were also two
teamsters complete with wagons and a couple of
buggies adding to the atmosphere.
Due to rain the night before, the creeks were
running higher than expected and this somewhat
hampered our movements through the brush. We
straggled and moved in true bushwacker fashion
and found that hanging out in the downed brush
and trees helped keep the cavalry at bay. We
located the boys in blue and exchanged a few
volleys back and forth. They retreated to the
base of the ridge with their cavalry screening
the withdrawal. Luckily the rebel horsemen
appeared and occupied the union cavalry. We then
followed the infantry with the intention of
committing mischief and even managed to catch a
couple of prisoners. At this point we attempted
to ford the stream at the foot of the ridge and
came to a screeching halt. It really wasn’t too
surprising as they had a Gatling Gun emplaced to
dispute our passage. We continued to probe and
snipe, but didn’t have enough manpower to swarm
the gun. One or two individuals were able to
flank the gun, but were not in numbers to take
on both it and the infantry. We were defeated,
but not without giving a good showing of
ourselves. Luckily that afternoon provided us
with an opportunity to turn the tables. As the
Federals withdrew towards the town, we laid an
ambush at the crossing of a small slough that
had brush on either side of the road. We
allowed the Union Cavalry to spot us in the
brush and weeds, then retreated to the safety of
the banks immediately next to the road. The
five foot bank provided excellent cover. As
their wagons and infantry approached we let off
a volley. Relying on conventional wisdom, their
infantry immediately advanced on our front,
assuming that our rifles and shotguns would not
be reloaded in time to stop them from
overrunning our position. However, they forgot
about the guerilla penchant for carrying
multiple pistols. As they approached, we rose
up and decimated their ranks. Shortly after
this sharp engagement, the union cavalry
appeared. Due to the late appearance of our own
horsemen, they were able to flank our position.
We still were quite satisfied with our
performance for the day.
At one point after the skirmish, Pvt. Keidel was
napping on the porch of the saloon. A ball and
chain was setting on the afore mentioned porch.
Representatives of the Ninth were present. I
think that nothing more needs to be said!
That evening we were treated to a tasty repast
consisting of brisket, baked potato, green beans
and cobbler. All were cooked in Dutch ovens
over coals. It was one of the best meals that I
have eaten at a reenactment! After dark the
owners of the gatling gun treated us to a night
firing. It was quite impressive. We also had
two gentlemen with guitars playing at the
campfire and were treated to everything from
sixteenth century sea chanties to modern country
western. When it came time for bed, Mr. Bell
and I threw our blankets on the porch of the
saloon and slept quite well. Mr. Keidel slept
inside between the bar and the pot bellied
stove. I will make no comment on how natural he
looked there. The next morning we arose and
took our leave. It was a very enjoyable and
satisfying time and we appreciated the
hospitality shown to us!
Cpl. Randy Downey
9th Texas Reg't of Infantry
Reinforcements Arrive For the NINTH!!
Abe Lincoln (Tom Leahy) celebrates Kansas’ birthday with Gov.
Sebelius, addresses Kansas Legislature
Our own Pvt. Tom Lahey reprised his role as Abraham Lincoln at Kansas Day
activities in Topeka at the Museum of History this past Thursday (January 29).
Tom regaled a crowd of eager school children with anecdotes of Old Abe and a
stirring rendition of the Gettysburg Address. Governor Sebelius was also on hand
to help celebrate Kansas’ 148th birthday and to highlight Lincoln’s Kansas
connection. (Our 16th president, having toured some of Kansas' eastern towns,
said in March 1860 that, "[i]f I went West, I think I would go to Kansas.”) Tom
also amiably stood for autographs, hand-shaking and photographs. Also present to
support Tom’s performance were Col. Lang Perdue, Pvt. Aaron Staab, and your
faithful correspondent, all dressed out in blue.
The next day, Tom addressed the Kansas legislature, and also offered some
thoughts to a Topeka Capital-Journal interviewer on the nation's current
economic troubles and the legal troubles of another Illinois politician who has
been in the news (check out the CJ website for a story on Tom’s performances).
9th Texas Reg’t of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
Captain's Corner, a new link above for the Captain to keep us
From the desk of Captain Brian
Cox, 9th Texas regiment of Infantry
Additional Details on 2009 Campaign
The January 24, 2009 1st Missouri Battalion planning
meeting at Shoal Creek Revival Church near Pierce City
MO, was well attended and resulted in the scheduling of
a full serving of maximum (“MAX”) Battalion events and
an even fuller selection of additional, optional events
as the individual regiment/company or solider may also
find time for.
At the risk of restating, the MAX events are those that
every solider should make every effort to attend. In
addition, it is these events that soldiers wishing to
attain rank in the 9th Texas should make an effort to
Chairing the meeting was Colonel Brad Amend. Also
present for staff were Majors Looney and Albert, Lt.
Col. Williams, Color Sgt. Bell, and Battalion Musician
Franklin. Companies/regiments represented by one or more
men were: 1st MO; 2nd MO; 3rd MO; 3rd MO (dismounted);
4th MO; 5th MO; 9th MOSS; 10th MO; and 9th Texas.
Campaign MAX Battalion events --
Most of the meeting was consumed in discussing and
setting the 2009 campaign of MAX events, and these are
indicated immediately below:
April 3-5 Shoal Creek (Kansas City area)
May 15-17 Capture of Jefferson City MO
June 5-7 Kingston MO
Sept. 18-20 Holden MO
Oct. 16-18 Fortescue MO
Oct. 31-Nov. 1 Pea Ridge/Bentonville AR
As you can see, no national event is scheduled.
Kansas and Nebraska locale events
The following are events which the 9th should or may be
interested in as having Kansas and Nebraska locations:
June 12-13 Humboldt KS
Please note that this is Friday and Saturday only. The
9th has traditionally attended this event, and we should
support it in numbers this year as well, and I have
invited the Battalion. I have included here a note about
the event from Mr. Downey:
Friday night at the Historic Cemetery (Many CW vets
buried there!) is a talk on Confederate Cherokees.
We are free to come in and set up at the city's South
Park on Friday and stay over Saturday night. This is a
large pleasant area that is the original site of Camp
Hunter. Most of our duties are on Sat. only. Yours
truly will be part of an interpretive tour of historic
sites on Sun. I do a great union recruiting officer!
Tom L. will be doing his Lincoln impression for the
Rations will be provided (3 or 4 meals).
A powder ration will be paid to pre-registered
participants. Tentatively I believe that it will be ten
dollars a head.
Bloody Dawn will be shown at the HS/Community Building
on Sat. Evening [Ed. note -- according to Mr. Bell, the
film may not be ready for distribution as yet.]. A lot
of folks from Battalion are in this show! This is prior
to a period Dance. They have moved the dance to the
air conditioning for the townsfolk. Naturally this is
closer to the "Tip on Inn" that the Ninth remembers so
Impression is regular confederate (burning), bushwhacker
(Raid), and union (Firing Squad). Bring it all and
The Humboldt event may be a bit of a dog and pony show.
It is a strange combination of reenactment and historic
pageant. It is on original ground, It promotes the
Border War History It is part of the Freedom Trails
Border War Historic area that is supported by both
Kansas and Missouri. While the event may be hokey in
spots, the crowd is genuinely interested in history and
we aren't dealing with Craft Fairs and Carnivals. It's
focused on the civil war exclusively. The local clubs
and church groups do provide some tasty fare for those
not interested in the supplied rations! It has been a
successful recruiting field over the years.
On a side note our beloved skit "The Unwanted Guests"
may be cut. I have advanced my thoughts that we loved
the food in that one.
If our medical branch is there, they are offering a
small additional honorarium if they would set up a field
hospital and talk to folks during the day.
Aug. 14-16 Civil War on the Western Frontier,
I know that the City of Lawrence puts on a multi-week
commemoration of Lawrence in the Civil War, and they
have had federal reenactors set up camps in years past.
I invited us in for this year. Many, many years ago I
remember either the 9th or company C attending this.
Could be a good recruiting opportunity and if not, a
chance to sample brew and food on Massachusetts Street.
I will post details on the Journal as I receive them.
Sept. 25-27 Pawnee City, NE
This event alternates with Brownville which Mr. Visser
and I attended last year. I have no details as yet, but
will expect same from Mr. Visser when he has them. This
is a chance for the rest of the 9th to support our
Company G brothers. I am given to understand that our
brothers in the 3rd MO. will attend as will some of
their boys who are starting a new Arkansas unit.
Oct. 10-11 Civil War Days at the Museum of the
National Guard, Topeka KS
I have fond hopes that this little living history event
will turn into bigger things, but as yet, it attracts a
group federal artillerymen, a blacksmith, a federal
medical impression, and occasionally the Lecompton
Reenactors. And almost no rebs except the undersigned,
although Sgt. Bell and Mr. Shemwell attended in the
past. They offer a pancake and sausage breakfast free to
reenactors, and a good museum. Could be a good
recruiting opportunity as there is foot traffic through
2009 events combined
At the Battalion meeting, we also discussed other events
which have been scheduled throughout the year, and which
individual companies/regiments or soldiers may attend as
they see fit, and these are shown below with the MAX,
and the Kansas events, along with further comments:
Feb. 20-22 Round Mountain, Yale OK
The 9th has been in the past, and Col. Amend says it is
a very little event and very cold, however, the Arkansas
Battalion attends it.
March 27-29 Siege of Pt. Hudson, Livingston LA
Col. Amend has been unable to get any details on this
April 3-5 #1 MAX - Shoal Creek (KC area)
Capt. Burnos and his 1st MO are cooking up some
scenarios for this and will have a schedule out shortly.
This will reenact the battle of Blue Mills (?). As this
event will also constitute our spring muster, Col. Amend
promises that we will have as much battalion drill as
time permits. Uniform is early war Missouri State Guard
(i.e. generally civilian).
April 17-19 St. Joe, MO
I sent out an email on this earlier, and the scenarios
that the organizers are cooking up looks like great fun
- i.e. rebs attacking a federal wagon train. There is
also a fort on site, and the area is wooded, and these
may also factor into the scenarios. The Muddy River
Battalion (federal) has extended an invitation to us to
attend this event.
May 1-3 Port Jefferson TX near Texarkana in the
extreme northeast part of the state.
Many rebs, fewer yanks, no details.
May 15-17 #2 MAX - Capture of Jeff City MO
Uniform will be late war Missouri State Guard (i.e.
essentially regular confederate infantry). Col. Amend
promised to continue any battalion drill which we may
have missed earlier in the year. Some of the larger
federal units in the area may be at this one.
Of note, the 2nd and 3rd MO have apparently challenged
each other to a cooking competition at this event. Rules
to follow, staff has volunteered to judge. 9th, we
should get a piece of this - Mr. Keidel will you be with
May 22-24 Stand of Colors, Westport MO
Try to forget Stand of Tics 2008. This event is just a
rumor at this point.
June 5-7 #3 MAX Kingston MO
Location is 45 minutes northeast of Liberty MO.
According to Capt. Broski and the 10th, the town is
really supporting this event, and the reenactors will
have the run of the town, with a possible fight in the
town and possible fight in chest-high corn. Possible
Check out their website at http://www.caldwellcountymissouri.com/civilwar/
June 12-13 Humboldt, KS
See note above
June 12-14 Hulston Mill MO, not far from
Contact Capt. Keith of the 4th MO which will go as
federals. Elliott’s Scouts and the 26th TX may also
June 12-14 Centerville, IA
Battles both days. Contact Captain Smith of 9th MOSS.
Aug. 14-16 Civil War on the Western Frontier,
See note above.
Sept. 4-6 Lamoni IA, just north of Kansas
City on I-35
I attended this event the past two years and it is up
and coming although inexplicably scheduled on a tough
weekend. Word is the organizers want to expand on the
mini-immersion event they had in 2008 which was great
fun (see the AAR for Lamoni 2008).
Sept. 18-20 #4 MAX Holden MO
Contact Capt. Broski of the 10th MO. This was on the
calendar last year but the 9th did not attend. Rations,
powder, and Saturday night dinner are apparently
promised. Period band. Fishing lake nearby.
Sept. 25-27 Pawnee City, NE
See note above
Sept. 25-27 Austin, MO “Bean Eating” - near
Contact Captain Broski of the 10th MO. Here’s a chance
to eat beans for free! Soldiers can dress out as
soldiers or as CW veterans. Fees paid by the public go
to support the local cemetery which contains GAR dead.
Sept. 25-27 Ft. Washita, Durant OK
No details. Contact Major Looney.
Sept. 26 Fair Grove MO festival (near Springfield
Contact Captain (Tim) Ritter of the 3rd MO (dismounted).
Tens of thousands of spectators attended this in past
Oct. 10-11 Civil War Days at the Museum of the
National Guard, Topeka KS
See note above
Oct. 16-18 Max #4 Fortescue MO
The site is in the extreme northwest corner of Missouri.
Many federals are expected. Possible candlelight tour.
More details later.
Oct. 23-25 Jefferson Barracks, St. Louis MO
Contact Captain Smith of the 9th MOSS.
Oct. 31-Nov. 1 #5 MAX Pea Ridge/Bentonville AR
Capping a very busy fall is this familiar event where we
will once again hook up with the Arkansas boys as well
as some additional rebs and yanks from points south.
If anyone has anything else which should be on this
calendar -- event, living history, fair or festival, gun
show, etc. -- let me know and we will get it up.
9th Texas Reg't of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion
The Journal of the Ninth
Texas Regiment of Infantry:
2007 to 2008